(FR) Anon -was- a creative sociopath (A+)

>Day heresy in Equestria
>You've been setting this up all week
>You sit on a chair near the front door and wait
>Finally that ever anticipated knock gets your attention
>Only one pony knocks that softly
>You pull a rope next you which opens the door and you see quiet tree on your stoop
>She looks surprised and confused before beginning the age old ritual
>Not today
>You shush her with a finger to your lips and without getting up you tug on a second rope
>A light thud catches her attention to your left as a small book has just fallen on its side pushing a small toy carriage across a shelf
>Reaching the edge it tips over another book with a match attached to its binding at the top
>Once that topples over it burns a string that kept a small weight held aloft
>This kind of stuff continues for at least 20 minutes
>Fluttershy has not moved from the spot watching everything from bowling balls to wheeled carts moving about around you
>You don't take your eyes off her as you sit there in the middle of it all waiting
>Noticing the sound you were waiting for your lips curl into a grin as you watch Fluttershy's gaze slowly settle upon you
>The final piece comes together and a note is lowered directly in front of Fluttershy's face
>The note simply reads
ur a faget
>You start laughing maniacally as tears start forming in her eyes
>You had given her a little inside scoop on what that meant before
>The house catches fire because of the match from earlier, but you don't stop laughing
>You don't even stop as Fire Pegasi try to put it out, but ultimately fail
>As the walls and everything collapse in on you the only thing on your mind is you're not
>Fucking Fluttershy