Fluttershy's Foul Mouth & Pinkie's Athiesm

>Spring
>Anon and the girls are having a pic-nic on a nearby field
>"Hey Twi, could you pass me the salt?"
>"Sure" *levitates it* "Here!"
>"Oh thanks, darling...Hey Fluttershy, why didn't you bring Angel with you? He usually likes hanging out with the guys..."
>Behind them, the pets are playing all together, while Spike desperately tires to calm them
>Anon grins
>"Oh....uh...well...he..."
>*whispering* "carrot"
>"...HE IS A MOTHERFUCKING PUSSY, WHO REFUSED TO ATE HIS GODDAMN SHITTY MEAL LAST EVENING. SO I HAD TO WRECK HIS SHIT AND PUT HIM IN PUNISHMENT! AND IF THAT SON OF A ROTTEN COCKSUCKER BITCH TRIES TO MESS WITH MY FUCKING COOKING AGAIN, I SWEAR TO THAT WHITE COUGAR WHORE WITH THE SUN ON HER ASS, THAT I'M GOING TO SLIT HIS MOTHERFUCKING THROAT AND-...ooooh m-m-m-my..."

>a brief moment of disbelief
>RD scoffs and says "Yeah, that's what I'd say...what were we talking about, by the way?"
>Pinkie has her face hidden inside the cake (don't ask me how)
>Rarity is raising an eyebrow
>Applejack covered Winona's ears
>Twi fainted on "white cougar", white foam gurgling out of her mouth
>Anon ran behind a tree and is actually breathless from laughing.
>He's going to mend all this, for poor Flutters sanity of mind.
>But until then...it's laugh tears time.

>Later
>The girls have recovered from the shock
>Flutters, after intense caring and reassuring, came out of the bush she hid into.
>"...hush, hush, sweetie...i-it was nothing..." says Twilight, still shaking from the previous blasphemy
>"...o-o-o-oh I'm s-s-s-so sorry..."
>"Well, darling, if it's of any consolation, it wasn't the worse thing I've ever heard. You have no idea what models say during rehearsal...no, wait you should..."
>"Yeah!" says Pinkie "You should have listened to mr Cake, last day, when he hit the cupboard with his hoof! I had no idea minor deities could be...uh...addressed in such a-"
>"PINKIE! YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" shouts Twilight
>"...uh, right, sorry, the blasphemy thing. Right...OOOOH! I know! We should have a par-"
>She freezes for a brief moment, her eyes staring the void
>Anon hardly manages to hide another smirk, then concludes "..ty"
>"Well, quite frankly, my dear, we can certainly conclude you did nothing completely wrong. Sure, the cussing was kinda rude, but the blasphemy is a non issue. Deities are just fictional personas we bestow over concepts, philosophies you might say. Our kind princess is not a goddess in the full sense of said word: it's more like she acts as a social catalyst. The temporal power she holds is just a representation of the current state of our society, where secularization still struggles to hold his grasp on the mind of the average pon-...oooook, this was definitely freaky..."
>The girls are looking at Pinkie, baffled
>Anon seems unable to contain the laughter
>"Aaaaanon...?" asks suspiciously Twilight "Have you by chance did anything to them...?"
>"N-no" *repressed laughter "...absolutely nothing..." *muttering to himself* "not just to them, at least..."