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- >You kept the girls close to you and made sure Gilda was following as you led them to the closest exit
- >It had just started getting crowded on the first floor when you made it out
- >You didn't notice the twin fedoras you barreled by
- >But they noticed you, or rather they noticed who you were with
- >You don't spend any more time on the quad than you need to and run to your truck
- >It's still raining but now it was more of a foggy haze
- >As soon as you reach it you do a head count to make sure everyone is with you
- >Purple Smart
- >Blue Cunt
- >White Fancy
- >Yellow Quiet
- >Pink Candy
- >Background Pone
- >?
- >Wasn't there someone else?
- >You look back at the school and see Gilda getting harassed by two shapeless blobs
- >Or wait were they bullies
- >You run back for a closer inspection to realize no, you were right the first time
- >Turns out to be the "Euphoric Atheist Club local charter no.666"
- >It's not even a joke that's what they called themselves
- >They were an actual club recognized by the school
- >The same school that fired sweet old Mrs. Mckinley for bringing a cross to school one day
- >This fucking country
- >Either way you had to put a stop to it and, oh.
- >Gilda shoved them both back onto the wet ground without much trouble
- >The two fatty squibs giggled to themselves as they rolled around on the floor
- >??: "We just go pushed by Gilda!"
- >??: "I know! You think she's gonna hit us?"
- >??: "Sounds cool! Let's try!"
- >Gilda was visibly confused by these two retards
- >G: "What are you two dinks talking about? You want me to pummel you?"
- >??: "Hehehe yeah. Please?"
- >??: "I can't wait to tell my older brother i got touched by a girl."
- >??: "Isn't your brother only 5?"
- >??: "So? He thinks im cool!"
- >Gilda was holding back as much as she could but decided it was getting too much and started up
- >??: "Don't go! We love you!"
- >:?? "It doesn't matter we only saw you for one episode. You're beautiful! Can i make you a sandwich?"
- >This guy just asked for it
- >The parking lot was slightly downhill from the rest of the school so the haze was considerably thicker
- >You might just get away with some ninja skills
- >Or not
- "Hey, let's go over here!"
- >Gilda looked over her shoulder and you swore you could've seen her demeanor brighten significantly when she saw you
- >Or not, maybe it was just your stupid imagination because she instantly scolds you for leaving her behind
- >G: "Twerp! I can't see in this thing."
- "So much for being half-eagle."
- >G: "What?"
- "N-nothing, i swear."
- >??: "Hey back off she's our Gilda! You already have the main 6!"
- >??: "Yeah, twerp don't be greedy."
- >Gilda was disgusted by the fact that the thing behind her used her insult for you
- >G: "Alright fine i'm coming."
- >The two fedora wearing faggots jumped after her and grabbed one of her boots to keep her from walking
- >Gilda shook them off like you would a spider or a very scary looking insect, but with more dignity and less cursing
- >G: "Get off me ya dweebs!"
- >??: "She called us dweebs!"
- >The started snickering again until she finally freed herself and ran back to you
- >G: "Let's get out of here already. Those guys are weird."
- "Honey you don't know the half of it."
- >Gilda gave you a jab to your arm and told you not to call her that
- >You think she meant it in a playful manner but it still hurt
- >But just a bit you weren't a pussy or anything
- >Either way now you were in the truck headed back home
- >You did what you set out to do, no reason to stick around any longer than you needed to
- >You even picked up a new souvenir
- >You glance to your right at Gilda who took Rainbows spot on the passenger's seat
- >R: "Oh, anon dear. I don't mean to cause any trouble but we still have these wet clothes leftover from the laundromat."
- "We do?"
- >R: "Oh, yes. We were interrupted by that rude stranger before we had a chance to dry them properly."
- >Damn nigger
- >R: "I don't want to be a bother but if we don't dry these clothes soon they'll become quite musty. We wouldn't want our big night ruined by tepid smelling clothing would we?"
- "Huh?"
- >R: "Why, the dance your school is holding this coming friday."
- >Dance?
- "Dance?"
- >G: "You losers are actually going to that?"
- >R: "Well of course, we're guests in this world and as such we have to obey local customs."
- >Where the hell was Rarity coming up with this?
- >R: "Wouldn't you agree Twilight?"
- >TS: "Well, i am a princess now. It may be wise to learn as much as i can about your world now that i've been given the opportunity."
- "You won't learn much at a dance besides basic human social construct."
- >TS: "That's perfect! I've noticed this world isn't quite like the other one I visited a few months ago. Humans here are a lot less...um, friendly?"
- >She seemed to be trying not to offend you, to little effect
- "Yeah, people suck."
- >Gilda perked up
- >G: "So you're saying you hoomans here aren't a bunch of whiny, sissy loser ponies?"
- "No. They're worse."
- >TS: "Well anon? Do you think we can go?"
- >You didn't like dancing, you barely knew it yourself except for what you learned from the Cosby show
- >G: "Why don't you just go? Why do you have to ask this loser anything?"
- >TS: "W-well Gilda, since you just arrived perhaps i should fill you in."
- "I'll tell her later. You just concentrate on the dance for now."
- >R: "You mean we're going?"
- "Yeah, sure. Why not?"
- >Rarity began the squee party as she started telling the others about her plans for new dresses she wanted to design for their first human gala
- >The girls seemed really excited about a crappy high school dance
- >But who knows, it might be fun
- >This was going to be your first dance too
- >But you sure as hell weren't as jubilant as they were
- >Gilda moreso
- >You could feel her pain and decided to turn on the radio in an attempt to drown out the yakking
- >DJ: "Welcome back to RocknHeart, Rock Your Heart Oooouuuuutttt with 96.3, the B96! Here's a fan fav for the ROB!
- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK16w_Esrno
- >There that should help a bit
- >Looking over at her again you could see her genuinely smile and start moving her body to the music gradually until she finally started rocking out altogether
- >You smirked but hid your smile, it was a pretty good song
- >You kept the party going until you pulled into the parking lot
- "Alright girls, we're here."
- >Rarity looked outside and saw an unknown location
- >R: "Say Anon? This isn't the same place as before is it?"
- "Nah. I figured between you, me,and that nigger we ran into maybe we'd like to try somewhere else."
- >R: "Oh, yes. I suppose so."
- "Just don't let anyone get too close this time and uh, y'know watch out for the niggers. They're a problem everywhere."
- >TS: "Is a 'nig-her' that person you took on earlier."
- "Yeah, basic rule of thumb, if it's black and it looks like it's carrying a load in its pants it's dangerous."
- TS: "What do you mean by load?"
- >You think for a moment before deciding "No"
- "Just if its pants are sagging below the knee."
- >You turn off the truck and open the doors
- "Let's go."
- >The radio takes its time to die down and the girls pile out in an excited chatter
- >You're just about to step out yourself when you feel a rough hand wrap around your arm
- >G: "Turn it back on."
- >Gilda's not so much asking as she is threatening
- "Just get out of the car. We just have to wash some clothes and then we'll be gone."
- >G: "I'm not spending any time with that"
- >She points at the girls who are still talking in their girlish high pitched voices
- >You notice Rainbow is keeping to herself
- >"Wonder what's eating her?"
- >You shake it off and look back at Gilda
- "Alright fine."
- >You turn the key in the ignition just enough to turn on the battery
- "You know the same goes for you."
- >G: "Huh?"
- "Niggers are also notorious car thieves. Also they're not afraid to hit girls, so watch out for them."
- >G: "D-don't tell me what to do! I can handle myself you dweeb."
- >You tilt your head and nod as if to say "If you say so" and then you're gone
- >Inside the laundromat was chaos
- >Apparently some elementary schools decided to close early because of the storm last night
- >There were children and middle aged women everywhere
- >And while the women chatted over loading or folding, the little brats were chasing each other around or punishing the twenty year old arcade machines in the corner
- >On the plus side no niggers
- >These were just spics
- >Slightly better
- >A kid ran by and stomped on your foot
- "Aw, fuck."
- >Little bastard got you right on the toe
- >You decided to find the girls before you ended up committing infanticide
- >They were on the far side of the laundromat loading their own clothes into the only vacant dryer
- >R: "Well, 1 dryer is better than none i suppose"
- >TS: "I just wish it weren't so crowded."
- >AJ: "You and me both."
- >PP: "What are you talking about? This is great! I was worried this laundromat would be boring, boy was i wrong."
- >Pinkie looked around the room and started bouncing with joy
- "Twilight why don't you go get some change from the lady and I'll go develop the film in the meanwhile."
- >You hand Twilight a twenty and keep your hand open
- >She doesn't seem to understand
- "The film?"
- >Twilight's eyes widen with fear
- >TS: "Oh, no! I must've forgot them back in the library in all the commotion!"
- >FS: "Um...T-twilight..."
- "Are you serious?"
- >TS: "I'm afraid so. Sorry."
- "Damn it."
- >FS: "anon..."
- >TS: "I'm so sorry Anon.."
- >FS: "Twilight it's okay. I took the film, a-and the photos."
- "You did?"
- >Fluttershy nodded
- >FS: "Right before i went to wake you up, while the big scary lady was kicking mean old Gilda out."
- >You couldn't help but smile a bit
- "Okay, Fluttershy can i have them?"
- >FS: "Oh, I left them in the, um, backseat of the car. I was afraid they'd get wet in the rain."
- "Alright then, I'll get them in a sec. I'll just take a trip the littl- I mean the men's room and then I'll be gone "
- >Back outside Gilda was still entranced by this world's version of Rock
- >It was way more raw than anything she heard before
- >But all this rockin in the front seat was getting exhausting and boring
- >Since she was alone in the truck she figured she'd at least make herself more comfortable
- >She moved to the far back seat and decided to spread herself out
- >G: 'Yup this is more like it. Decent seat, decent tunes, decent...'
- >She stopped herself before going to far and looked for something to keep her mind busy
- >Gilda wasn't looking for another reason to like this world more
- >She spotted your cheap plastic bag on the floor next to her, it was that leather jacket you bought earlier
- >Gilda pulled it out and looked it over
- >It was pretty cool, too cool for a dweeb like you
- >Gilda smirked and pulled it over herself
- >It smelled pretty dank but felt great on her arms
- >It would've been to big for a scrawny nerd like you anyway
- >In her eyes she was doing you a favor
- >Or maybe you did her one
- >Gilda shook her head again and started searching around again to see if she could find any more neat stuff for her to steal
- >It was then that the door opened
- >Gilda remembered what you said about car stealing, girl hitting niggers
- >Well, she'd show him.
- >She'd show you she could handle herself.
- >Gilda climbed over the seats and swung her leg
- >G: "You're dead jerk!"
- >Gilda made contact with somebody's face and sent them flying to the ground
- >A smile spread over her face ear to ear
- >As she fumbled her way over the seats to see who her new victim was she found you outside holding your mouth and wincing in pain
- >Gilda froze
- "Ow, whad da fug!"
- >Gilda stutters trying to form words
- >G: "I...you, and...and..."
- >You taste salt but get up anyway
- >Gat-damn!
- >You step forward and shove Gilda back inside the truck
- >She collapses under your hand like a house of cards and sits on the opposite seat
- >You quickly look around and spot two yellow canisters next to where Gilda had been standing just seconds earlier
- >G: "Your nose!"
- >Gilda just noticed the small stream flowing under your hand
- "Yeah. No shit."
- >You pick up the film and sit down in the same seat
- >You didn't have any tissue paper or anything to help stop the bleeding so you keep the door and lean outside to let it drain
- >Gilda just sits there staring
- >The radio keeps playing
- >DJ: "Alright, alright, alright. Time for a trip down the rock of ages as we get ready for our own little brand of sweetheart. Here's a little doosy she performed back in the eighties."
- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5RAQXg0IdfI
- >Your nose wasn't as bad as Gilda made it seem with her reaction
- >The majority of her boot caught you in the mouth, that's where the real damage was
- >You feel around with your tongue and count all of your teeth
- >At least she didn't knock any out
- >You wipe your nose and look back at her
- "Mind telling me why you...is that my jacket?"
- >Gilda looked shocked as she looked down
- >She took her time to talk back
- >G: "I figured it was too cool for you. Besides you already look scrawny enough."
- >She avoided eye contact the whole time
- >Fair enough, you thought it was big too
- "So that's why you kicked me in the face?"
- >Gilda's gaze snapped back to you instantly
- >G: "It's your fault for telling me to be on the lookout!"
- >You're taken aback by her outburst
- >G: "That's right, it's your fault i kicked you. Yeah, i'm blameless in all this."
- >Gilda crossed her arms and attempted a smirk
- >A smirk you wiped off quickly by reaching over the driver's seat and pulling out the key
- >The radio died and you stepped out of the car
- >G: "Hey put the tunes back on!"
- >You close the door behind you and walk to the front of the car
- >You lick the inside of your mouth again and spit
- >It was all blood
- >Gilda's boot opened a gash by running your lip across your teeth
- >You wipe your mouth with your sleeve and start walking away
- >Something makes you stop mid-stride though and forces you to look back
- >Gilda was staring at you with the same expression as before
- >You turn back around but don't walk any further
- >After a moment's contemplation you look back again and jerk your head, urging her to follow
- ---
- >A few minutes later your walking back to the laundromat with Gilda in tow
- >You managed to take advantage of whatever guilt she had over kicking your face and forced her to carry your bag
- >Well one of them anyways
- >And you didn't so much force her as pleaded
- >And maybe bribed?
- >...
- >You bought her a burrito
- >And some shades
- >And hairgel
- >Still, she's carrying some meds for your face and a couple of umbrellas
- >The weather wasn't going to let up anytime soon
- >You left the rolls at the drug store for overnight development
- >Waiting an hour for them seemed more tasking since you were already so exhausted
- "Alright so we just pick up the girls and get our asses moving back home. I want to be in bed before jeopardy."
- >G: "What's jeopardy?"
- "It's how old people tell it's dinner time."
- >The two of you round the corner and you tell Gilda to wait in the car, they had to be done by now
- >G: "Fine. But turn on the radio, i want to listen music again."
- >You agree and follow her to the car
- >You settle the bags in the backseat before sitting down in the driver's seat
- >As you turn the key the wipers move and you swear you see Pinkie hopping around inside
- >Of course. What else would she be doing in one of the most boring places on earth?
- >You set the radio station again and leave Gilda to her headbanger parade
- >In the haze you swear you see Pinkie hopping around again but something else
- >Whatever it was you keep moving and open the door
- >A wave of laughter and cheering overtakes you as you do
- >Inside was Pinkie hopping around like a fucking kangaroo with several children following her in similar fashion
- >P: "Now quack like a duck!"
- >The kids started quacking like little retards
- >Near the back next to the folding tables was Twilight talking with her own little group of munchkins
- >On the tables themselves Rainbow and Applejack had set up a little arm wrestling match between them and some of the older kids
- >They were winning
- >On the other table was Rarity in the midst of the middle aged women folding clothes at lightning speeds
- >And off to one side was Fluttershy cooing babies to sleep with a few of the other mothers
- >You were pretty sure you'd step into that Twilighty that guy on TV keeps yammering about
- >Or maybe, just maybe...these girls were only acting like themselves
- "Yeah? No shit, Sherlock."
- >You make your way to the back and tap Twilight on the shoulder
- >TS: "Oh, anon!"
- "Hey there, um, what the hell is going on?"
- >TS: "It's storytime!
- "Uh-huh..."
- >TS: "Why don't you sit down and join us?"
- >You point at the clock on the wall
- >TS: "Oh, do we have to go right now?"
- >The little kids started protesting at her leaving
- >TS: "I'm sorry anon, would you mind waiting a little longer?"
- "How much longer?"
- >Rarity came up behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder
- >R: "Oh, dear Anon. Please don't fret, but i promised these lovely ladies I'd help them with the folding."
- "You're helping them with their clothes?"
- >R: "Yes, you see while you were gone the girls and I noticed...well, you were here. So we all decided to pitch in and help out any way we could, and i must say we make a model of efficiency."
- >Your eyelids grew heavier just watching her lips move
- >You shook your head before she went into greater detail
- "How long?"
- >R: "Oh, the last load should be finishing up any time now. I'd say another 5 to 8 minutes?"
- >You take a look back at the women who began chattering to themselves in their incomprehensible taco talk
- >You're reminded of your own mother for a second before you turn back around and face the doorway
- "Fine. Finish up, but once you're done i want you in the truck Asap. I'm not feeling too good."
- >TS: "Oh no, are you sick?"
- "No, just finish up."
- >Back in the truck you lean your body over the steering wheel and watch the rain run down your windshield
- >The rock music was still playing but Gilda had calmed down a bit
- >You reach over and lower the volume to where the music is barely audible
- >G: "What the heck are you doing?"
- >You ignore her and close your eyes
- >G: "I'm talking to you butterbrain."
- >Maybe a quick 2 minute nap would clear your head
- ---
- >There's a bit of drool dripping down your cheek
- >You reach your hand out from under the covers and wipe it off
- >You turn in bed and try to get comfortable again
- >Your hand falls on something soft and warm
- >And smooth
- >You smile unwittingly as you start to run your hand up and down along-
- >nowaitaminute.gif
- >You snap your eyes open and find Gilda's faces inches form yours sleeping soundly
- >You look down and see your hand on her exposed hip
- >Gilda moans and turns onto her back
- >Since you didn't have the sense to move your hand it was now resting just below her belly button
- >Not wanting to risk a savage beating from a griffin girl you rip your hand away and fall on the floor
- >Gadammit. It's like your morning routine now consists of you falling on your ass
- >Wait. Was it really morning?
- >You hear birds chirping outside and look around you in the darkness
- >The clock on the microwave read 4:58
- Beginning of Day 7
- >You spend a moment in silence trying to divine what was happening
- "The laundromat, what? I just put my head down for a second."
- >You crawl on all fours to the window over your kitchen sink
- >You lean over the sink practically climbing out the window itself to see your vehicle parked perfectly just outside your building
- >Struggling to understand you walk back to the middle of the room and look around again
- >There were clothes everywhere and signs of Rarity's handiwork on them
- >The jacket you bought was tossed casually on the top of the sofa, right over Gilda's head
- >That's right it was a sofa-bed
- >Why the hell didn't you remember that shit back when Rainbow first started sleeping with you?
- >A flash of rainbow's cleavage pressed against your chest made you resend that thought
- >The Tv was missing and so was your gamebox
- >You didn't jump to conclusions as you tried to jog your foggy memory
- >You follow an imaginary trail from the living room to your bedroom
- >A faint light was pouring out from under the doorway
- >You creep along quietly and try your best to keep the doorknob from squeaking as you look inside
- >There it was propped up on your dresser with the Okama Gamesphere on top of it
- >Sitting across from it, or rather laying down was Twilight with a pen and a pad of paper
- >You pick it up and try to make sense of her Equestrian writing schematics
- >No one could make it out, it would just look like the scribbles of a bored teenage girl
- >You toss the notebook to one side and get a good look of yourself in the dim light of the static
- >You were in your underwear and socks
- >After that speech you gave the girls the other day you weren't too keen on the idea of having them wake up and finding you like that
- >You scramble for clothes and pull out jeans and a T-shirt which have been in the back of your drawer for ages
- >Sagging jeans were so out of style now but it was all you had now seeing as how you neglected a trip to the laundromat yourself
- >As you move into the bathroom you notice the bandages on your hands are wearing off
- >You toss your clothes onto the toilet seat and start working them off
- >The bandages were on pretty tight but a quick snip at one of the lengths with your teeth solved that problem
- >Once you got them off you looked at your palms and blew on them to see how sensitive they still were
- >They weren't too soft, sure they stung a bit when you put pressure on them with your fingers but other than that it was fine
- >You scratch your ass and turn on the faucet
- >A few moments later your cupping shaving cream and and trying to find an unused razor in your drawers
- >Nothing
- >You think back on yesterday and try to remember if you made sure to buy razors
- Yesterday afternoon....
- >G: "What's this stuff?"
- >Gilda reached for a Playdude on one of the higher shelves of the Magazine rack
- >Like a graceful North American Whooping Crane you glide over to Gilda to try and vex her for reading such a publishing
- >Then fall flat on your face as she pulls it out of your reach
- >G: "Hey, how come these girls don't have to wear clothes but i do?"
- >You jump back up with the agility of a wildcat and rip the magazine from her stuffing back behind a bunch of ladies' home journals and home modeling magazines
- >Your face glows red with embarrassment
- "They're paid to do that!"
- >G: "Oh, yeah? How much?"
- "Um, uh, like, a lot?"
- >G: "Huh. Hey anon, do you think i could get paid for taking my clothes off?"
- >If you weren't flustered before, you are now as Gilda shakes her goods in front of you
- >You shake the naughty images out of your head before you grab her hand and drag her behind you
- >You shout practically at the top of your lungs
- "I need razors!"
- Back to today....
- >"Oh, yeah. That happened."
- >You're just dressed in your pants at this point so you think it's safe enough to venture out
- >Even if one of the girls wakes up early and catches you about
- >The only light in the apartment is coming from your bathroom, but the morning is coming along and the first morning greys are peeking through your windows
- >It's still a little dark though
- >You make your way carefully through the darkness picking out where to step for fear of ruining Rarity's "Organized Chaos"
- >All you had to do was find the bag with the razors in it and go back
- >That was pretty cocky thinking since you weren't even sure you brought that bag up with you
- >"Whatever it's worth a try."
- >You think you see a plastic bag by the door and make your way to it
- >You hit something hard with your toes and stumble forward
- >Reaching out your hands in the darkness you suddenly remember the shaving cream and, not wanting to stain anything, you twist your hand in the last second towards
- >And your face
- >You get a face full of the stuff and decide to stay still a moment to ponder if your life had suddenly turned into a sitcom
- >Once your done reconciling you push back and settle on your knees
- >Apparently you had fallen onto the sofabed and disturbed Gilda's sleep
- >G: "Anon? What the heck are you up to you frisky little dweeb."
- >You look back at the bed and notice your hand on her ankle
- >No time for this
- "Go back to sleep."
- >As you turn your head back to her you notice the drug store bag next to her on the floor
- >And peeking out the top in light of the bathroom, are the cheap disposable razors
- >You reach over and furiously snatch them up before turning back
- >Gilda gets out of bed and groggily addresses you
- >G: "Wait a minute dweeb."
- >You stop and she pushes past you
- >G: "Me first."
- >Gilda commandeers the bathroom for herself and your forced to wait outside the door
- >You take the time to smear the cream on properly and wipe your eyes clean
- >A few seconds later Gilda comes out in what you take as a nighty
- >It was brown with white lace around the neck and reached just past her hips
- >G: "What are you looking at?"
- >You mumble 'Nothing' and walk into the bathroom
- >You clean your hands and fill up the sink with hot water before you shave
- >Damn razors cost you a load of trouble, they better fucking work
- >They do of course, cheap but effective
- >The first thing you go for is the developing neckbeard, how anyone could think this area of your body looked cool when hairy you hadn't a clue
- >Next on your list was your patchy ill formed mustache
- >Of course as is customary for every man you left yourself looking like the Fuhrer to have some fun in the mirror
- >You even took a comb and parted your hair like him for added effect
- >Ooh, your hair is getting a little shaggy too. Better take care of that soon
- >You never liked your sideburns either, and they were the easiest to shave so they had to go too
- >You give the rest of your face a once over and make sure everything is as smooth as a baby's bottom before throwing the razor away and rinsing your face of what was left of the cream
- >No nicks this time, you deserved a double thumbs up
- >You click at yourself in the mirror and do a little gun salute with your hands before coming back to the real world
- >And Gilda, who had apparently not left the doorway in all this time
- >She seemed just as surprised as you did when you spotted her
- "Whoa, what are you still doing here?"
- >G: "Huh? N-Nothing! Dweeb!"
- >Gilda huffed and marched away
- >G: "Ow!"
- >You hear Gilda trip and fall, then mutter something to herself before apparently getting back into bed
- >You turn back to the mirror
- >Was she watching you shave?
- ---
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