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- >"Anonymous the Human!"
- "Yo!"
- >"We have come to seize your land, whether it be peacefully or not remains completely up to you."
- >Sitting there in your custom made la-z-boy recliner with two, that's right count 'em TWO cup holders you sigh.
- "We've been over this book horse, you may have taken over Equestria."
- "Hell you may have seized all the known lands and enslaved all the races here."
- "You sure as hell turned into a gigantic bitch though."
- >Aww purple horse is getting red it the face, she must be mad.
- >Grabbing a beer you took a big gulp.
- >"Stop calling me a female dog this instant."
- "Nah."
- >Giving these speeches made your throat dry.
- "Besides this be Anonland, and if you little horses come on it, I will be forced to defend it."
- >Setting your nudie magazine and beer down, you stood up and held up the rolled up newspaper.
- "This is my whacking paper, any of you fuckers come on my land just you wait."
- >Last two guard that tried to evict you under queen Twalot's orders got a whacking right on the nose.
- >And after escaping without getting their rumps paddled you'd say it was a decisive victory against the invaders.
- "So my answer is still no, unless you want to try it yourself?"
- >The manic grin on your face must have really unsettled her though.
- "Because I don't give a shit if you're a queenie, you cross the line, that's a paddlin'."
- >And just like yesterday, and the day before that the queen and her minions retreated.
- >It will be a cold day in hell before you let some three foot tall ponies walk all over you.
- >Now back to official Anonland business, beer and being lazy.
- >Yet since this whole thing was over, maybe you should get something to eat.
- >Judging by the suns position in the sky it was probably lunch time.
- >Time for some fucking pizza, and beer.
- >definitely more beer.
- ---
- >No one really knows what the hell happened to Twiggle Sticks.
- >One day she was her regular old spastic self, the next she was hellbent on seizing all control.
- >Not that you fucking cared really.
- >The two big flanks in the palace tried stopping her.
- >It didn't work.
- >Now both of them were still in positions of power, but answered to Grape Twizzler.
- >So all in all besides the whole manic dictatorship thing everything else was the same.
- >Well except the roaming squads of guards that arrested anyone speaking ill of said royal bitchiness.
- >All in all things were simpler now.
- >And for whatever reason you cannot fathom they still sent you money every month.
- >You sure weren't going to bring up that fact, because well free money.
- >So here you are in your kitchen munching on some leftover pizza.
- >Anchovies, onions, peppers, and olives.
- >Fuck yeah.
- >Nothing beats a good pizza.
- >Well you would have been enjoying the deliciousness of your pizza if not for the tell-tale noise of someone sneaking around outside.
- >These ponies were no spies.
- >How could you tell.
- >Well besides the rustling of your garbage cans and the 'Ouchies!' coming from outside were a pretty good tip-off.
- >Oh well, with any luck they would find the traps.
- >SNAP!
- >Wait for it...
- "Eeeeyaaahh, it hurts! It hurts!"
- >They found it.
- >How many slices were left in the fridge?
- >I'm also out of milk, should probably buy some when I go to town.
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