[SUPER SECRET STORY DAY 2] - Secrets and Spies

A dark and dismal tale of regret, betrayal and brotherhood where a man is pushed to his limits to protect the ones he loves. Probably.
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>Day 412 in Equestria
>Wake up
>Get out of bed
>House is fukken cold, man.
>Run over to the bathroom and run a hot shower
>You stop when you look like a lobster
>Step out and dry body
>Realise that you feel like some eyes are watching you
>Look around for anything suspicious
>Nothing
>Pick up your toothbrush slowly
>About to brush when you see it
>Peer closely at the toothbrush
>A camcorder is duct-taped to the head
Well fuck.
>Tear it off and throw it in the toilet
>Brush teeth and head downstairs
>All the pictures in your house have cameras stuck inside them
>Tear them off the walls and throw them in the bin outside
>Slam the dustbin lid on
>Look to your left
>Fluttershy is grinning at you
I’m sick to fucking death of you.
>She just smiles at you
>Growl
Get out of here before I kick you to the other side of Equestria!
>She just smiles at you
I’M WARNING YOU!
>She just smiles at you
>Draw back a foot and kick her as hard as you can in the head
>Her head fucking flies off
>Realise that she was cardboard the whole time
Oh.

1/?

>You contemplate this for a while
>Then remember that it’s Fluttershy and you shouldn’t even be caring
>Stop back inside and eat breakfast as angrily as you can.
>Which means you just eat it as you normally would.
>Curse your passive aggressive attitude towards everything.
>You finish up and head outside for the day to do what comes naturally
>Get involved in stupid adventures and be the cynical one while it unfolds
>You stand at the bottom of your road, arms folded, waiting for something to happen
>Sure enough, you hear a slight whirring noise
>Look around and see a periscope sticking out of a bush
>Walk over and pull on it
>Fluttershy – The real one – follows.
>”O-oh… Hey there, handsome?”
You’ve got 60 seconds to explain your plan for the day. Go.
>”Ooh. W-well I was thinking that… Umm. Maybe-… Can you p-please- No. Umm. Can I ask the audience?”
No.
>”Oh. Right then…”
Here’s a hint. Start with explaining the cameras all over my house
>”Oh yes! That’s right. Are spies your fetish?”
Spies.
>”Spies.”
Why would that be my fetish?
>”B-because you might like being watched while you sleep…”
You’ve been watching me in my sleep, haven’t you.
>”…Yes.”
>Sigh
How long for?
>”Three days”
Well shit. That’s some serious commitment.
>She swells with pride

2/?

>"S-so can we please have sex now?"
No. Spies don't have sex with the target.
>"Y-yes they do... In the event of necessary seduction for the purposes of gathering more field intelligence, the agent is encouraged to get closer to the target by any means that may benefit or further the goals of the agent or agency..."
>Stare at her
Fluttershy... Are you actually a spy?
>Fluttershy stares at you
>"Sorry..."
>Before you can react she sweeps your feet with a rear leg, punches you in the stomach when you hit the floor, and stuffs a cloth covered in Chloroform over your mouth
MMMPH MmMmm... mph...
>And everything goes dark

>Day Headaches and Nausea in Equestria
>Wake up
>Try and move
>Shake your head and look around
>You're in a dark and wet basement of some kind
>Water drips from the ceiling and into a puddle in the corner
>The whole place smells like mould
>It's also freezing
>Look down
>Your hands and feet are bound to a chair
>Try to shuffle the chair
>It's secured to the floor
Shit.
>A door opens behind you
>You try and turn your head around, but you can't see who enters
Fluttershy? Fluttershy I know that's you.
>You move your head back to the the front and shit yourself
>Rarity is sat on her own little chair, her face inches from yours
>She smiles at you and bats her eyelids
R-rarity?!
>"Of course, darling. Could you see me as anything BUT a secret agent?"
>You realise that this really is the only thing other than fashion that makes sense for a mare like Rarity to pursue

3/?

>"Now... Anonymous."
>She pulls a file seemingly out of thin air and dons a pair of reading glasses
>She crosses her legs and sits up like a human
>Kinda like Lyra does in the park, but with more grace and a better posture
>You weren't even sure if pony physiology allowed for this kind of bending
>Whatever. It's happening.
>Rarity reads the file for a few seconds, then looks back up at you and smiles
>"Seems like you've been meddling in our affairs for quite a while now, Anonymous. We're not too pleased."
What? I have no idea what you're talk-
>Rarity slaps you across the face
>Incredibly hard
>Holy shit
>Your face burns and you let out a cry
>Since your hands are tied you can't nurse your cheek so you leave it there to sting
>Rarity leans back and regards you with contempt
>"Well of course you would say that, wouldn't you? Which is why we're here. To get you to say what we want you to say."
What... WHAT?! What do you want me to say?
>Another slap on the other cheek
>Son of a bitch that hurts
>Tears form in your eyes as your face throbs with pain
>"Who are you working for, Anonymous? Which company? The GGIA?"
The what?
>Another slap
>"THE GREAT GRIFFAIN INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, ANONYMOUS. ARE YOU WORKING FOR THEM?"
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT YOU CRAZY BITCH
>Rarity crushes your foot with a hoof
>You bite your lip and try not to scream
>She gets off her chair and starts circling you
>"If not the Griffins, then maybe the Zebras?"
>She slaps your face again
>"Are you working for them, Anonymous? Are you working for the Zebras?"
I don't... Know what... You're talking about...
>She sighs
>"Very well. I'm afraid I'll have to call in my companion then. You brought this on yourself, Anonymous."
>Rarity trots away, leaving you to concentrate on the pain in your foot and cheeks.

4/?

>You sit there for what seems like hours, counting the water drops hitting the floor
901... 902... 903...
>The door creaks open behind you
>Slow hooffalls mark the entrance of another pony
>Your muscles tense up and you feel sweat run down your brow
>Your head moves around frantically, waiting for whatever has been sent to make you "talk"
>To your horror, Fluttershy moves into view
>She sits down on the chair Rarity was sat in
>You watch her
>She watches you
>You both hold each other's gaze for a while, unmoving, unblinking
>Fluttershy smiles
>You shiver
>"Anon... Dear. Please can you tell me who y-you're working for?"
Fluttershy. I don't know how far you're going to go with this fetish attempt, but seriously. Interrogation and Spies are NOT my fetish
>Fluttershy shakes her head
>"No, Anon. This isn't a fetish attempt, I'm afraid. I tried to guess it so I could get closer to you, but you wouldn't let me in."
>She sighs
>"Shame, really. I was starting to like you. And it would have made this whole process so much easier."
>You stare at her
...Seriously? This whole time?
>"Yes. What did you say earlier? That's some serious committment? Well thankyou, Anon. I've been doing it for a year. I think I deserve some gratification."
>Oh my god she's actually serious
>This whole time, she was just watching you, trying to get you to talk about shit you haven't done.
Fluttershy. PLEASE. I don't know why I'm here! I haven't done anything!
>Fluttershy growls
>"Now now, Anonymous. Don't lie to me."
>She leans forward and places a hoof on your crotch
>Then she starts to push down
>You try to wriggle away but the restraints hold fast
>You roar in pain as she crushes your ballsack, tears streaking down your face
>"Now, are you going to tell me what I want to know?"
I DON'T KNOW!
>She punches your cheek
>Not slap, like Rarity. Punches
>You see stars and black dots cloud your vision and your head roll around from the force of the blow
>Fluttershy flaps her wings and hovers a few centimetres from your face
>"What was that? You're working for who?"
STOP THI-
>Another punch
>You feel the area she hit start to swell and bruise

5/?

>Fluttershy starts punching your body
>With your arms tied behind your back to the chair, you can't avoid the relentless assault on your chest
>You feel a rib crack as she rains punches into you
>You cough up some blood as she stops and sits back down
>"Now. Tell me who you're working for, Anon."
>She smiles
>"I bet a human like you would be working for the Diamond Dogs! They've been on our radar for a while now. We know about the gem shipments they've been intercepting from Canterlot! So what's in it for you? Bits? Power?"
I-I... Kn-know... Nothing...
>Fluttershy screams in frustration and crushes your nose with a hoof
>You feel the bone snap and hot blood begins pouring from your nostrils
>You groan and whimper from the pain
>Why you?
>Fluttershy flies out of the room and slams the door, leaving you to sit in your own sweat, blood, and pain.
>Wracked with pain and lightheaded from the beating you recieved at the hooves of your interrogator, you pass out.

>You don't know how long you were out for, but you're awoken by a bucket of freezing water
>You gasp for breathe and your heartbeat begins pounding in your ears
>Fluttershy and Rarity are stood infront of you
>They look pissed
>Rarity speaks up first
>"Wakey wakey, darling. We have much to discuss."
>You groan and avoid looking at them
>Fluttershy flies up and grabs your face, forcing you to look at Rarity
>Rarity flashes a brilliant, pearly white smile.
>"Now. I hope you learned your lesson! Yesterday was more of a trial of things to come. Since we don't have much time I think we'll step it up a bit."
>Your eyes widen and fear fills you
>Step it up? What.
W-what?
>"Well. I'll ask you again, nicely, and if you don't give me the right answer, I'll have my dear friend Fluttershy here beat it out of you. Does that sound like fun?"
>She gives you a shit-eating grin
>You glower at her

6/?

>"Good. So I thought, since you're not working for the Diamond Dogs, Griffins or Zebras, you must be working for someone else. Someone on the inside of pony affairs."
What...
>"I'm sure you're familiar with the terrorist splinter group, 'The Dusk Brigade'?"
No, I'm n-not.
>"Of course you are, Anonymous. It was obvious that you're working for them. Griffins are too easily noticed, and rarely meddle in Equestrian affairs, Diamond Dogs are too low-key and Zebras tend to bother with their own problems. But the Dusk Brigade? Ohh, they're much closer to home."
You're not making sens-
>Fluttershy slaps you
>You feel the tears start again
>"The Dusk Brigade has tried time and time again to topple Celestia and replace her with Luna. We've been hunting them for years now, until we got a tip a few weeks ago that there was an agent in Ponyville."
>You stare at her
>"Since we already had eyes on the local human, we didn't think anything of it. Until we noticed that you liked to go out at night a lot"
>You did. You liked to visit Zecora every so often, since she was one of the few ponies, or zebras, in Equestria that actually understood you
W-where are you g-going with this?
>Rarity pushes her face close to yours and her eyes bore into you
>"Don't try and hide it, Anonymous. We know you've been meeting with you friends at the Brigade. What have you told them? What did they offer you to get you to work for them?"
>You start to cry from frustration

7/?

>Shaking your head from side to side you feel yourself getting more desperate with each passing moment
I don't know I don't know I DON'T KNOW! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! Please... Rarity... Just let me go!
>Rarity sighs and nods to Fluttershy
>Fluttershy punches your cheek again, pain coursing through your body
>You wail in pain and slump in the chair, the binds still holding you in place
>Rarity places a hoof under your chin and pushes your head up so that your eyes meet hers
>"Anonymous. Just tell us. We can put all this behind us. Just. Tell. Us."
Rarity. I swear to you. I have no idea what you're talking about.
>Rarity grits her teeth and draws back a hoof to strike you
>You tense up and move your head to the side, preparing for the hurt
>At that moment the door behind you slams open
>You look up and see Rarity's face, one of shock and horror
>"HOW DID YOU FIND-"
>A bolt of purple magic slams into her and launches her across the room, her body slamming into the stone wall and crumpling to the floor
>Fluttershy screams with rage and flies at the attacker
>You watch her fly backwards as well, held up by a purple aura
>She rises to the ceiling then gets crushed against the floor
>Then again
>And again
>Until her body is limp
>The aura casts her aside and you realise that you're shaking violently
>Another pony trots into view and smiles at you
>Twilight Sparkle

8/?

>"Hello, Anon."
Twi...
>"Shhh. Lets get you home."
>She breaks the bonds holding you in place and helps you to your feet
>You stagger out the door, clutching your rib and wincing with each slight movement
>It's night time outside
>You were being held in some run down house near Ponyville
>Twilight assists you to your front door and you smile at her
T-thanks, Twilight. How did you find me?
>"I knew they'd come for you today, Anon."
Well thanks for bailing me out. Will they be taken care of?
>"Their memories will be wiped and they'll carry on living as though they were never a part of it. Have a wonderful night, Anon."
>You nod
>"For the Lunar Republic"
For the Lunar Republic.

9/9
The End.