f.r.1

>day garble dee gook
>shower, shit, shave, THEN wake up
>get more sleep and get your routine done
>cept your face is all slashed up and shit on your hand into the wounds
>fuck it
>go downstairs and pour yourself some Anonymous Toast Crunch
>expect saffron lethargic to knock on door for daily unwanted sexual advances.
>nothing all day
>next day
>knock knock
>ogeeiwonderwho.jpg
>its grape studious, bawling
>"oh h-hi anon, sniff, something terrible has happened! "
Oh no! Is (everyp0ne except Fluttershy) okay?
>"no. Today there was a large fire threatening the Everfree Forest"
>"Fluttershy gave her life buying time for a few critters to escape."
>Seems legit.
>Shit! Youre taken aback at how noble Flutters could be when she wasn't horny. Feels bad man at all the times you may have been a bit too harsh.
>Twi tells you an empty coffin funeral will take place the next day.
>You have to go lest every mare think you heartless.
>Hatersgonnahate.jpg in a suit rarity made for you to the funeral until other p0niess see you. (that bitch can sow)
>The Equestrian Forestry Service secretary gives a yoogoogly full of feels. Gets visibly distraught.
>Decide to wait for everyone else to leave to have a last private moment symbolically with her. Apoligize for being harsh and that if she were still alive, youd give her a chance.
>suddenly, a yellow cylinder pulls you into the casket.
>"Anon? I-is martyrdom under false heroism your fetish?"
>Oh god, you realize she started the blaze which killed hundreds of critt¿ers and dozens of p0ne families just to fake her death.
>Everyp0ne thinks you offed yourself from guilt that night. But Banana monkey fucker drugs you long enough to be buried with you.
 >She rapes you 5 feet under for at least a week of nonstop her sickest fetishes come true with you disposing of her and your waste and a big ass oxygen tank.
>You eventually both suffocate, you in agony, her in bliss.
>Fucking Fluttershy