Lost in Song [RGRE] (Short) (Anon/Celestia)

> Be Anon, walking in the desert
> The last thing you remember, you were asking directions from someone who sounded a lot like John de Lancie
> You are beginning to suspect you will never find that Olive Garden
> Still, the desert has to run out sometime, so you press on
> To pass the time, you start to hum
> It's a good song, but you can never remember how it ends

> Be Eagle Eye, border guard
> It's another full day, watching the southern wastes
> Not a changeling in sight
> You reach out a hoof for your glass of water, but pause
> The water ripples again
> You immediately come to full alertness, scanning the area
> A dark mass of clouds spills over from the southern horizon
> As it approaches, you can feel the tremors in the ground
> You immediately grab the anomaly scroll and toss it into the green messenger fire
> You turn back to the coming storm as the first peals of thunder reach you
> Hidden in those distant booms is a low, masculine growling
> Your ears prick forward, even as the tremors intensify, thrumming pleasantly in your chest
> At last, you make out a tall, slender figure walking unperturbed in the midst of the storm
> A Minotaur bull, perhaps?
> You spread your wings and glide from the top of the watch tower
> As you lite on the ground as you finally understand what he is growling
> "I am the Lord of the Wastelands."
> Lightning crashes into the ground, glassing the sand
> "A modern day man of steel."
> You cautiously approach
> Clearly this bull is possessed, but if you are quick enough, you might be able to knock him out of it
> "I gather darkness to please me."
> You tense, ready to pounce
> "AND I COMMAND YOU TO KNEEL BEFORE THE GOD OF THUNDER AND ROCK AND ROLL"
> Your knees buckle under the force of his will, your marehood moistening
> Why do evil stallions have to be so hot?
> The hornless bull stands over you, gazing at you with madness in his eyes
> Forgive me, mother, you might just let crazy stick it in you
> "THE SPELL YOU'RE UNDER WILL SLOWLY ROB YOU OF YOUR VIRGIN SOUL"
> Buck yes

> Be Celestia, finishing off your after-lunch cake
> Abruptly, a scroll flares into being in front of you
> You open it with a thought, glancing at the report
> An anomaly approaching southern border tower 113?
> Perhaps you should dispatch Twilight to deal with it, she can always use more experience in the field
> You begin to write the delegating letter when another scroll appears
> Continuous heartsong?
> Possible incubus activity?
> Well well, you may have to deal with this personally~

> You find the bull striding through a meadow, dark clouds roiling overhead
> You smile at him, and introduce yourself
"I am Princess Celestia, and I welcome you to Equestria. Will you tell me your name?"
> He gazes at you for a long moment before speaking
> "You've got something about you."
> You smirk, fluffing your tuft
> "You've got something I need."
> Hewantsthev.scroll
"And what would that be, colt?"
> The bull approaches slowly
> "Daughter of Aphrodite, hear my words and take heed."
> Who is Aphrodite?
> "I was born on Olympus, to my father a son."
> Hmm, you haven't heard of such a place
> Is he whimsical, or from another world?
> "I was raised by the demons,"
> Oh ho~, incubus training
> Nice
> "Trained to reign as the one GOD OF THUNDER AND ROCK AND ROLL."
> Mmm, that's some nice masculine royal voice
> "THE SPELL YOU'RE UNDER WILL SLOWLY ROB YOU OF YOUR VIRGIN SOUL"
> You rear up and set your forehooves on his shoulders
"My dear colt, my soul hasn't been a virgin for a long time~."
> He grins


> Be Anon, waking up in a strange bed
> You feel oddly refreshed, and begin to sit up
> A white leg slides down your chest
> You look to the side as a horse nuzzles up against you
> Hold on, horses don't usually have horns
> Or wings
"Huh."
> "Good morning, handsome. Up for another round?"
> As you gaze into the sultry eyes of your bedmate, you feel yourself hardening
> You might nor remember, but your body sure does
> Time to make some more memories