Frozen in Time

So, I kinda did another thing while sleepy.
I really gotta stop doing this.
Don't judge me.
Hope you enjoy.

>Day clever title relating to the one shot in Equestria.
>You wake up from a sudden boom jolting you awake.
"The fuck was that?"
>You shrug, and start stretching your arms and yawning.
>Poping your joints as you see fit.
>You turn your head toward the window and find Celestia has indeed did her morning ritual.
>Now to do yours, you sit up in bed and wipe the sleep matter out of your eyes.
>You leer over to your clock to check the time.
>7:30 AM displays on the clock in a weird pink and yellow font color.
>Oh yeah, that’s right. Fluttershy bought you an alarm clock.
>She thought it would be a brilliant present since you tend to smash a lot of them.
>Not that you have anything against alarm clocks, you just hate them.
>At the corner of your eye, you catch a yellow speck sneaking through your window.
>You turn your head toward the direction, and sure enough it’s Fluttershy.
>She quietly tip-hooves to your closet.
>Probably trying to steal your underwear.
>You simply cross your arms as you shake your head in disapproval.
>She keeps creeping, hoping you don’t notice her.
“Ahem.”
>She freezes for a moment mid stride toward your closet.
>Does she think you can’t see her?
“Fluttershy, I can see you. Just go home, I hate to see you waste your time on something pointless.”
>She remains still, not even acknowledging your existence.
“Playing statue are we?”
>Still no response, it’s like she froze in time or something.
>You shake your head, groaning in annoyance.
“Oh just give up already, you’re caught.”
>Still nothing.
>You chuckle to yourself, knowing this is another one of her schemes.
“Alright, I’ll bite.”

>You slide out of bed and walk over to her.
>You stoop down to her level standing in front of her.
>You know just the thing that’ll make her react.
“I’m horny, let’s do it!”
>Nothing still.
>You wave your hand violently in front of her.
>Hmmm, you have an idea…
“I hate to have to do this…”
>You move your hand back with the back of it facing her.
>You swing as hard as you can for a back slap across her face brutally.
>After landing the ultimate pimp slap that you can muster, nothing happens.
>No response.
>Not even a blink.
>Not even a flinch.
>You step to the side of her and gently nudge her side.
>She tips over, still in her position as she was as a statue.
>Her mane and tail remained perfectly still.
>You cock your head to the side looking down at her.
>You’re amazed she didn’t even budge not one inch of her entire body.
“Okay, Flutters I gotta hand it to ya, you’re really good at this.”
>You pick her up and place her back on her hooves effortlessly. Fuckin' light weight.
>You walk by the window to have a look outside.
>Your jaw drops from what your eyes witness.
>A red cardinal froze in time mid-flight.
>You wipe your eyes to make sure you’re not seeing things.
>It seems your eyes are just fine.
“Ooookay?”

>This is just weird.
>In a blur, you step outside with your Daring Do PJ’s.
>What? Daring Do is the bee’s knees.
>You notice Derpy at your mail box frozen in time as well.
>Mail that fell out of her bag remained in mid-air in their fall.
>Is everything halted in time?
>You shove your hands into your pocket and head for the town.
>All the while everything you lay eyes on is paused literally.
>It was really a site to behold. It's mind blowing seeing everything this way.
>You approach a bench and have a seat.
>You try to boggle, how in the hell this even happened.
>You look up at the tree behind you, just some fallen leafs paused in their descend to the ground.
>The wind that was blowing through the town seems to have the grass at your feet slightly swayed.
>Seriously, what the hell happened? And why are you not frozen?
>In the meantime, you walk over to the tree to take a piss.
>You have a theory to test.
>You take your piss and sure enough it flows regularly, splashing against the tree bark then flowing down to its roots.

>You wonder how long this pause in reality will last.
>You walk away from the tree and make it back to the main road.
>As you make your way down the road, you notice a pinkish purple tail sticking up from a nearby bush.
>Or whatever color it is. Freaking colorful world.
>You walk over to the bush to see who the hell it is to put a muzzle on your curiosity.
>You part the bush and you seriously hope you never have to do such an action to a woman now that you’re thinking about it.
>Assuming you get out of this world.
>You poke your head into the bush and your eyes widen as your face’s nose nearly poked Berry Punches plot.
>Her hind legs prompt up as she’s face down.
>Face down, ass up, that’s the way you like to-
“What the fuck?”
>You also happen to notice her plugging her honey pot with an empty wine bottle.
>A look of twisted bliss she painted across her face.
>Berry just doesn’t give a fuck does she?
>You take a look at the year of the wine on the bottle.
>74 Sonnenufer from Germaney.
>If you recall correctly, was 74 a good year?
>Eh, who cares? You’re not a wine guy anyway.
>You’ll just leave her be for now.
>You quickly make a 180 and continue your journey back in town.
>And you really gotta stop letting your curiosity win you over.
>You figured the first place you go to would be Sugarcube Corner.
>Maybe you can snatch a doughnut or two.
>Who's gonna know?

>In an instant it seems, you arrive at the Sugarcube Corner.
>You swing the door open and walk in.
>The door doesn't close back or anything.
>You notice a line of ponies frozen in time.
>A rather busy morning for Pinkie.
>Lyra and Bon Bon were in the middle of arguing about something.
>Trixie is shouting at Snips and Snails, pointing at her hat on the ground as they cower in fear.
>You keep walking toward the counter.
>Applejack seemed to be the next to be served in line.
>You look at Pinkie who’s at mid sneeze; confetti from her nose was just about to explode.
>Her eyes opened as she floats in the air, her legs in the air above her with her tail shot out straight.
>You hop over the counter to get a better look at her.
>This is a rare moment, to actually witness Pinkie, the walking logical paradox, in mid sneeze.
>She is the very Logic of Nonsense.
>She throws calm temper tantrums.
>She doused a wet flame…with water.
>Mind you, the flame was made of water as well.
>She drank dry rain.
>Which actually is rather tasty, it just leaves you more parched than you were before.
>We’re talking about a pony that when pissed is passively aggressive.
>She can probably bust ear drums with loud volume silence, you wouldn't be surprised honestly.
>Curse her with her damn normal abnormalities!
>This is the only opportunity you have to get a closer insight of this mysterious pony.
>You look at her face to face, locking eyes with hers.
>You squint moving your face closer to hers.
>Oddly enough, her eyes shifted.
>She cracks a smile.
>”Hiya cutie!”
“AAAH!”
>You jump back, falling over the counter then land on your shoulder.
“What the hell? I thought everyone was set on pause!”
>”Not me! I did it because it looked fun!”
>She lands on all fours, beaming at you, she then gathers the confetti and bundles them in a ball.
>…What in the everblazing fuck?!
>She just…posed like that at will?
>You can’t even EVEN right now.

>You rise to your feet then dust yourself off.
>Bizarre can’t even begin to describe today.
>You look at her in utter confusion.
“You mean to tell me, you posed like that for the hell of it?”
>She frantically shakes her head yes with her addictive smile splattered on her face.
>”Yupperz Jalepeno Peppers!”
“Pinkie, what are you? No seriously, what are you? Some sort of chaotic entity that’s here just to mind fuck everyone?”
>”Pff, no silly. Just an earth pony who LOVES being happy!”
>You pinch the bridge on your nose, trying you best to phantom this pink puff of “whadafuk?”
“You’re a strange one, Pinkie.”
>”I know,” she said beaming at you.
“Well, I’m glad I’m not the only one.”
>”Hey,lets go mess with ponies! It’ll be fun!”
“Causing chaos in the streets? Yeeeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if Discord was YOUR minion.”
>”Oh and your crazy theories. I just like pulling pranks.”
>Now that you think about about it, that does sound fun.
>However you’re going to keep a close eye on Pinkie.
>You’re pretty sure she’s something of a divine nature.
“Sooo, what exactly are we gonna do?”
>”Ssssh!”
>She hops over the counter then trots towards Applejack.
>”Let’s start with something basic, Anon, grab Trixie’s hat from the ground over there.”
>You shrug then walk over to Trixie in a jiffy.
>You pick up her hat and quickly dust it off.
>God damn Trixie looks pretty scary when she’s mad.
>You make a mental note to never piss her off.

>”Oh hurry up silly billy! You can admire the Great and Powerful Trixie later.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
>You walk over to the Weird and Broken Pinkie with Trixie’s hat in hand.
>”I’ll take that,” she said as she snatched the hat from you.
>She takes Applejacks hat off then replaces it with Trixie’s.
>She sinisterly snickers as she hoofs you Applejacks hat.
>….hmmm, you wonder what it smells like…
>You move the inside of the hat toward your nose.
>Bad. Idea.
>As you sniffed you puked from the intense musty odor, smelling like sweat, piss, apple, cinnamon and ass that hasn’t been washed in months.
>You lose your spaghetti dinner you had last night and unload it into the hat.
“Jesus Christ, doesn’t she wash this thing or something?”
>You walk back over to Trixie and toss the Applejack’s hat on her head.
>”ANON!”
“What? I had to put it somewhere.”

>In a matter of minutes, you and Pinkie walk the streets of P0nyville.
>At first, it started off simple, switching items, turning some random pony around to a different direction.
>You arrive at Rarity’s boutique.
>You see Spike on his knees, looking down to the ground with tears dropping from his face.
>He’s presenting Rarity with wilted sunflowers pulled from the root.
>Rarity has her nose turned up with her eyes closed with a face of disgust.
>Uppity whore. So that's how she REALLY treats him?
>Pinkie trots up next to you, “isn’t it sad?”
“Yeah, poor fella.”
>You can’t bare the look of this site, someone in the middle of getting their heart shattered.
>You gotta help him some kind of way.
>Heck, even Pinkie is saddened by this site.
>Thankfully, you got an idea.
“Hey Pinkie, I’ll be back.”
>”Okie dokie lokie!”
>You walk away, with the marketplace as your destination in mind.
>You’re gonna hook Spike up, he could use a breakthrough after all.
>You walk over to Roseluck’s cart of beautifully grown plants.
“Ha, you’ll thank me for this Spike.”
>You grab a bouquet of red roses from her cart then walk over to a jewelry shop.
>You pick out the most expensive necklace you can find and put it in a red shaped heart case.
“Spike, you’re so getting some.”
>You walk back over to Rarity’s
>Once you arrived, you see Pinkie putting a mustache on Spike.
>He has a badass looking top hat with a monocle on his left eye.
>A mysterious cape on his back.
>Pinkie looks over to you with a smile on her face, “Awww.”
“Shuddup, I’m just helpin’ a bro.”

>You walk over to Spike and stoop down on one knee next to him.
>You snatch the wilted sunflowers out of his hands and replace them with the lovely looking red roses.
>You take one of them out of the bunch and place the stem in his mouth and put the red heart case of the expensive necklace in his other hand.
>”Daaaaw, Anon, you’re too kind.”
“What? I’m tired of seeing him turned down.”
>”Hmm, how do you think I feel with you and Fluttershy?”
>You glare your eyes to the side, that's the last pony you want to hear about.
“…don’t start…”
>You said under your breath.
>You finish lending Spike a helping hand then walk away.
>”Hmmm, I think everyp0ny needs a mustache.”
>Oh goodness…
>You turn around to stop her from ruining anything.
“Pinkie stop right there!”
>She stops cold in her tracks, placing a mustache on Rarity.
>Jeez, what’s with Pinkie and mustaches?
>Probably a fetish of hers…
>She adjusts the mustache slightly, "alright all set!"
>You walk away rolling your eye and shaking your head in disapproval.

>A few hours later, Equestria is still paused.
>And just about everybody in P0nyville has a monocle, mustache or top hat.
>Some ponies have all three, others only one or two.
>You couldn't prevent this; Pinkie is just too hyper for you.
>She even placed a mustache on the town clock.
>Pinkie, why?
“Pinkie, you’ve gone mad.”
>She turns to you, smiling like always.
>”Okay, that’s pretty much everyp0ny!”
“What about Berry Punch?”
>”Oooh yeah, where is she?”
“Ummm, you sure you wanna know?”
>”Humor me,” she said with her trademark deranged smile.
>Shit's creepy.
“Alright…”
>In a matter of minutes, you arrive at the spot where Berry Punch was in progress of stuffing her hot pocket with an empty wine bottle.
>She parts the bush that Berry is hiding behind, “HA, oh Berry is so silly.”
“You’re not even phased by this?”
>”Anon, this is like a regular Tuesday for her.”
>…
“S-seriously?”

>She looks at you shaking her head yes violently.
>”I know JUST the thing.”
>You raise an eyebrow as she pulls a mustache out of thin air.
>She trots over to her; carefully placing the mustache on Berry’s pleasured face.
“A mustache? That’s it?
>”No silly, there’s more.”
>She pulls out a bottle of supa hot fiyah hot sauce out of God knows where.
>(Brah, I’m tellin’ you. You really don’t want to know.)
“P-Pinkie, what do you think you’re doing?!”
>She doesn’t acknowledge you, she simple uncaps the bottle of hot sauce.
>She then replaces the wine bottle with the bottle of hot sauce.
>After that, slaps a Pinkie sticker on the bottle and walks away.
“Pinkie, something is seriously wrong with you.”
>”Oh calm down, I’m just getting her back for a prank she pulled a long time ago.”
>You can’t help but display your “seriously?” face.
>You scratch your head in confusion and walk away.
>”Okay, so Anon, what do ya wanna do now?”
“Ummm, I’m gonna go home and wait for Equestria to resume, today is just…fucking weird.”
>"Okay, I'm coming with ya!"
“Besides, once Equestria resumes, chaos will drench the streets of P0nyville.”
>Seriously, what caused such an odd phenomenon?

*Earlier that day*

>You are Princess Celestia.
>And your sister is driving you up the wall while you’re in the Star Swirl the Bearded wing of the archives.
>Searching and sifting through scrolls.
>”BUT WE DON’T WANT HIM TO LEAVE!!”
>You’re trying to convince your sister that you and her have to at least TRY to figure out a way to get your favorite human back into his world.
>You’re doing your best to calm her down.
>She has the cutest crush on him.
>And she wants him to be her Prince of Darkness.
>Which is cute and all, but she’s being childish right now.
“Luna, we’re just trying out experiments okay?”
>She frowns, her eyes begin to water.
>Her bottom lip quivers with a pleading face, trying to convince you.
“Luna, that only works on Anon.”
>”GAH!”
“Now, either go to sleep, or help me.”
>”FAT FLANK!”
>You snatch your face toward her with a deadpan stare.
“Wh-what did you say?”
>Your left eye twitching violently.
>Your face is scrunched up beyond belief.

>Old memories from your high school years flood into your mind.
>Your mind reenacts the dreaded days you set hoof in high school.
>Admittedly, you were a little bit on the chubby side.
>Trotting down the hall with everyp0ny laughing and pointing at you.
>”Would you look at Tia?! Just a gelatness fatness pile of fuck!”
>”Watch out y’all, we got a wide load coming through!”
>They laugh in sync, chanting “Wide load! Wide load!”
>You always did your best to hold your tears back.
>”Nop0ny trip her! If that flank hits the ground our planet will explode!” Luna shouted, causing the sea of laughter to spread even more.
>You had to deal with that every day of your miserable high school life.
>It took everything in you to keep from slaughtering the whole place.
>Your face twists in anger as you recall those horrid times, with the chant still echoing in your head.
“WHAT did you say?!”
>She clears her throat, presenting a menacing smirk on her face.
>”You heard me….wide load.”
>Your entire body is shaking in immense rage.
>You’re pretty sure your eyes are on fire.
>Luna has fucked up.
>But, you have to keep your cool, it’s required since you’re a princess and the ruler of Equestria.
>Luckily you have an out.

>Your magic aura surrounds your horn.
>You haven’t done this in a while.
>But fuck you need a break.
>You blast your magic in the air, smashing through the roof of the castle.
>The explosion of magical energy spreads throughout the land.
>Time to set Equestria on pause for a while.
>You take a deep breath.
>You look directly into your sister’s eyes.
“BITCH I WILL EXPUNGE YOU FROM YOUR EXISTENCE!! YOU COCK SNUGGLING WHORE!! YOU WISH YOU HAD A FLANK LIKE MINE!!”
>After letting out your rage, you sigh in relief.
“Ah, that’s better.”
>Sometimes you just have to let it out.
>You trot to your room to relax for a while.
>As you hop in bed, then it dawns on you.
>Anon, is going to have a field day today.
>The spell you casted will only affect everything that’s from this world originally.
>It has it's flaws, but it'll do just fine.
>You chuckle to yourself, thinking about how Anon will react.
“I wonder what he’ll do…”
>You close your eyes and let your nap take over you, allowing your mind drift.
>This was needed, seriously.

>If you let your anger get the better of you, dire consequences will be had.
>Like this world getting swallowed in chaos.
>A few hours passed by of you getting some much needed rest.
>You wake up and spring out of bed.
>You feel MUCH better.
>Now you can deal with your sister’s shenanigans.
>You trot over to the Star Swirl the Bearded wing of the archives where you left Luna.
>You’ve calmed down dramatically.
>You stop just short of Luna.
>You muster up your magic power once again to resume reality.
>”HAHA-…why are you not mad?”
>You place a smirk of your own.
>”You did it again didn’t you?”
>You remain silent for a moment then simply snickering.
>”You cheat Tia.”
“Oh shut up.”

*Meanwhile in P0nyville*

>You are Anon.
>Having snuggles with Pinkie Pie in your bed.
>You couldn’t resist her happy-go-lucky adorableness.
>As you lay back in, you wait for reality to start up again.
>You look over to Fluttershy who’s still a statue, with a monocle on her right eye.
>You also just so happen to toss some dirty laundry on her head.
>Just thinking about what’s going to happen to her makes you laugh.
>Pinkie nuzzles in your chest and you sigh in relief.
>You enjoy her warm embrace.
>Then…it happens.
>Life…goes on.
>”EEEEP! OOOOW! Aaaaahoooh Annooooon~!” Fluttershy shouted as she collapses into the floor.
>She rocks in the fetal position as she marinates in her juices.
>She rubs her cheek for a moment, “when did I get slapped? When did…mmm~.”
>You roll your eyes knowing this crazy Pegasus is in a state of confusion.
>She takes a sniff of your boxers that you slipped on her head then sighs in ecstasy.
>”I…wat?”
>She passes out hitting her head on the hardwood floor with a thud.
>She probably had the most confusing orgasm of her life.
>Pinkie extends her neck to get a peek at Fluttershy, promptly she lets out a giggle.
>”Oh goodness Anon, I wonder what’s happening right now.”
“Eh, who knows?”

*Meanwhile behind a random bush*

>You are Berry Punch.
>Going to town on yourself with an empty wine bottle.
>Now that you’re thinking about it, you really need to get laid.
>Buuut you’re too drunk to care, you have an itch that need scratching.
>Hnnn~
>You could have sworn it was empty tho-
“WHAT IN THE NAME OF CTHULU’S LIVER?!”
>You don’t even know who Cthulu is, you heard Anon say that once.
>You feel an intense burn spurting into your plot.
“FUCK!”
>You pull the bottle out and let it hit the grass.
>You immediately slam your ass on the ground and wipe your bare plot along the grass hoping to ease the intense pain.
“CELESTIA FUCKING DAMN IT!!”
>You take a look at the bottle as you to surf across the grass wiping off any excess hot sauce.
>You scream in agony from as you look at the bottle and Pinkie's prank sticker.
>Fucking…Pinkie Pie.
>Your eyes narrow at the sight of her sticker.
>How did she even do this?!
>The bitch cheats!
>You’ll get your revenge another day.
>In the meantime you need to douse this lava blazing plot with some water and get more booze.
“Fucking Pinkie!”

*Meanwhile at Sugarcube Corner*

>You are Applejack.
>Standing in line wonderin’ where the hay Pinkie went.
>Something feels off.
>You tap your head with a hoof and feel somep0ny else’s hat on your head.
>WHY do you have a mustache?!
“What in the tarnation?!”
>”The Great and Powerful Trixie DEMANDS that you pi-…WHAT IS THAT?!”
>You snatch your head to the direction of the noise.
>You see Trixie with your hat…and a monocle on her left eye.
>…wait…is it you or does everyp0ny have that?
>You look into the crowd of ponies and see an assortment of ponies where top hats, monocles and mustaches.
>WHY is Trixie wearing your hat?!
>WHY is puke seeping from it?!
“YOU!”
>You shouted pointing at Trixie.
>She looks over to you, “Son of a…”
>You hear vast amount of confusion among the crowd.
>”Aww damn it! I thought I shaved this thing this morning!”
>”Hey, Lyra, I like the top hat it suits you.”
>”Awww, thanks Honey Bon, neat monocle!”
>”Hey…wanna have a quickie in the restroom?”
>”You read my mind!”

>Great Luna, this day just went crazy hazy.
>You approach Trixie to get to the bottom of this.
>She walks over to you with anger filled to the brim in her eyes.
>Puke runs down her mane as she huffs in disgust.
“You wanna tell me what ya doin’ with mah hat?!”
>”Trixie could say the same thing!”
>The both of you stop just short of each other.
“Gimme that you thievin’ vermin!”
>You snatch your hat off her head.
>Who puked in your hat?
“Dagumit! Now Ah hafta wash this thang.”
>You inspect the hat for anymore wrong doing.
>You shake off the rest of the vomit that was on your hat.
>”Why, you filthy crotch peasant! Trixie will take that!” she shouted as she snatched the hat off your head.
“…what did ya call me you failure of a magician?!”
>You notice a crowd surrounding the two of you.
>Instigating comments begin to overflow the room.
>”Oooh goodness, Applejack is about to beat the brakes off of Trixie!”
>”I got twenty bits that says Trixie will wipe the floor with Applejack!”
>You was ready to teach this mare a lesson in the sacred art of flank whoopin’.
>You turn your chin up in pride, this poor gal stands no chance, and you may as well let her have the first hit.
“Ah’m feeling mighty nice t’day, Ah’ll let ya have the first hit, make it count, trick!”
>The crowd ooooo’s in unison hoping to thicken the tension in the room
>All eyes on the both of you, practically dying do see what’s gonna happen next.
>”Trixie accepts your challenge, HAHAHAHAHA!”
“Bring it useless screw head!”

*Meanwhile at Rarity’s boutique*

>You are Spike.
>Once again getting your heart broken.
>You’re on your knees crying from Rarity’s harsh words.
>You face the ground with your eyes closed as your tears of agony hit the dirt.
>She’s probably not even looking at you with her nose turned up at you.
>You’re not gonna bother looking at her. Too painful.
>”Hmph, Spike are you even trying honey? I mean really, those flowers look like they’ve seen better days. This has really got to stop, every morning you come here trying to win me over, I’ve had enough!”
>You spit out a stem of a rose that you don’t remember putting in your mouth before talking.
“But-but-“
>”BUT NOTHING, you spineless excuse for a dragon. And sunflowers are THE worst. Leave my…”
>She stops her ranting for a moment.
>She then gasps in excitement.
>”Oh my…Spike!”
“Yeah, yeah I know. I’ll leave.”
>”No! You romantic GENIUS! I see what you did there!”
>You tears stop flowing out of your eyes.
>You sniff the little drop of snot back into your nose.
“Huh?”
>”Making me think you’re not even trying, presenting me with the most horrid flowers ever then the very next second you’ve got beautiful roses! Quite impressive.”

>What the heck is she on about?
>”Oh and you look LOVELY, why, so much class in a matter of seconds, being able to adapt to a mares needs.”
“Rarity what are you talking about?”
>”And your GLORIOUS mustache! How did you do that dear hmm? My romantic magician.”
>Okay what in the heck is she talking about?
>”And your top hat and monocle, your mysterious cape. You look stunning darling!”
>Okay, you’re pretty sure she has got some loose screws up there.
>”I simply MUST say I am thoroughly impressed Spikey-wikey. You smooth Discord you!”
>She just loves poking fun at you doesn’t she?
>”Oh what’s this you have in your other hand honey?”
>You look over to your left hand and see a red heart shaped box.
“I…umm how did that get there?”
>You could not be more confused.
>However, you decide you still don’t want to face her, she’s probably saying all this to tug you along, like she always does.
>She levitates box from you, you hear her crack it open.
>Another gasp of delight escapes her lips.
>”S-S-S-Spike! It’s…it’s…beautiful!! How did you know this is what I wanted?!”
“Rarity, seriously, what are you talking about?”
>”Hnnn~Oh MY CELESTIA! TAKE ME NOW!! AGE IS NOTHING BUT A NUMBER!”

>You jolt back from her sudden shouting, falling on your back.
>You look up to her and the first thing you notice is a huge mustache on her face.
>WHAT?! RARITY IS A DUDE?!
>Why are you just now noticing this?!
>Initiate evasive maneuvers!
“Yikes, I didn’t know you were a dude, I’ll just….be on my way now.”
>You desperately stand on your feet then turn around slowly and take off like lightning.
>You run as fast as you can, in fact so fast your feet is not even touching the ground!
>”Oh you’re so cute when you run.”
>You look down and find you’re floating in midair, Rarity has you levitated.
>Why are you just now noticing the pins and needles feeling?
>”Trying to get me to chase you hmm? Well, you succeeded.”
“Bro, it’s not like that. I didn’t know you were a dude!”
>”Playing hard to get hmm? Oh my dear Spikey-Wikey, you know I ALWAYS get what I want.”
>You keep running in the air, despite the fact it’s useless.

“Let me go!”
>You continue to squirm out of his grip.
>Everything is a lie!
>You fool! Rarity is a trap!
>”Now, why don’t you come inside darling, I’m gonna make a stallion out of you.”
“Celestia, why have you forsaken me?!”
>As you drift in the air toward the inside of her dwelling, you desperately try to claw the doorframe.
>”You are just the cutest thing!”
>You lose your grip in the doorframe, and finally she has you inside.
“NOOOOOOOO!”
>”Ha, I must say, it’s quite the amount of work dragon you in here!”
>Annnd that’s the story how Spike lost his virginity.
>Oh yeah, and no one is...
>Fucking Fluttershy.

I'm gonna go now...