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1 | >"Hey Anon. You wanna come over to my place and play dolls?" | |
2 | "Okay then?" | |
3 | >She claps out of joy. | |
4 | >"C'mon!" | |
5 | >Alright, looks like you're stuck to this. | |
6 | >You follow Fluttershy as she almost runs off. | |
7 | ||
8 | >"Come on in! I have it all set up next to the bed." | |
9 | >Her room is simple, yet cozy. | |
10 | >Animal posters cover the walls, a frilly bed in the corner, and a desk with a mirror on the opposite side. | |
11 | >In the middle of the room is a small doll house with four dolls: a little girl with a boy, and what you can assume are their parents, an adult male with a female. | |
12 | >"I'll be the mother, and you'll be the father, okay?" | |
13 | >You almost want to demand on being the little girl just to fuck with her, but the smile that she has makes your bitter heart melt. | |
14 | "Sure." | |
15 | >You take the doll and listen to her. | |
16 | >"So, I'm the mother that makes sure that her children are fine." | |
17 | "And what do I do?" | |
18 | >"That's easy; you are the father that leaves for hours on end doing who knows what." | |
19 | "It's because of my terrible, shitty boss that keeps me around so that he can make my life even more of a miserable hell?" | |
20 | >"No, you go out with your friends and come back late at night. | |
21 | >You stay silent. | |
22 | "I'm drunk off my ass, am I?" | |
23 | >"No, you only drink light alcohol." | |
24 | "Fluttershy." | |
25 | >"Hmm?" | |
26 | "Where have you seen this?" | |
27 | >"It's from my mom and dad." | |
28 | >You drop your shoulders, along with the doll. | |
29 | "How would you run a relationship? I want to see that." | |
30 | >Seeing her wide eyes with a smile shows how much this means to her. | |
31 | >"Okay, we had two beautiful children and married for twelve years, We manage to work around our schedules to keep a happy and active family, while we still work." | |
32 | "I'm following." | |
33 | >"I work at the local animal shelter, and you work at an office cubical." | |
34 | >Fucking damnit! | |
35 | >Screw it, just roll with her fantasy. | |
36 | >"During your time there, you work with this temptress that has been your co-worker for the last five years and tried to pass a move on you for the last few weeks." | |
37 | >... | |
38 | >”But you didn’t fall for it and continued working, no matter how short her skirt was or how many buttons were undone on her shirt.” | |
39 | >You watch as her beady eyes start to make their way on you. | |
40 | >”But I still knew and kept you locked away in the closet when I knocked you out in the car.” | |
41 | >She grabs your doll and hides it in the house. | |
42 | >”Oh, how you plead that it would never happen ever again. I wanted to believe it, but it was hard when she was there.” | |
43 | >Fluttershy puts it back in your hand. | |
44 | >”But it’s fine. There was a work related accident with her. Something about losing her fingers in a photocopier accident?” | |
45 | >You scoot away from Fluttershy, thinking that this isn’t a safe place to play anymore. | |
46 | >”Is something wrong Anon? You’re not leaving, aren’t you?” | |
47 | “N-no, I just needed to get comfortable.” | |
48 | >”Oh. Where was I?” | |
49 | “My co-worker and a photocopier?” | |
50 | >"Yeah, there we are. And if you looked at that poor excuse of a slut one more time, you will find her lifeless body at the bottom of a ravine.” | |
51 | “Can I use your restroom?” | |
52 | >”Am I making you that uncomfortable, Anon?” | |
53 | >You choose not to answer. | |
54 | >”That’s okay, we can get used to each other’s problems.” | |
55 | >She moves her doll over to make it stand by the one in your hand. | |
56 | >”And if we cannot do that, we can always fix them.” | |
57 | >She uses her other hand to grab the doll's left arm and yanks it right off. | |
58 | “Can I go? I have some stuff to do back home.” | |
59 | >She drops her doll and grabs your arm. | |
60 | >”We can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way.” | |
61 | ||
62 | (Skip to 106 for the bad ending, continue reading for the good ending.) | |
63 | ||
64 | >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1xOq8zFK3c | |
65 | >You eye the doll and start to worry about how she would do that. | |
66 | >Those weren't just threats that she made, they were also promises. | |
67 | >She was going to have it one way or another. | |
68 | >You may as well commit before this gets any worse. | |
69 | >By that decision, you sit back down and grab your doll. | |
70 | >She drops her threatening look and smiles. | |
71 | >"Good, but I think we need to relax, don't you think?" | |
72 | >You aren't sure if that was aimed at you, or it was for herself. | |
73 | >It could be both, for all that you can distinguish. | |
74 | >She stands up to guide you over to the bed. | |
75 | >"Come on, I think you need to get even more comfortable." | |
76 | >You follow her lead, frightened with this might lead to. | |
77 | >She slides in, pulling you under the bed cover. | |
78 | >”Now, wrap your arms around my waist.” | |
79 | >You do so, almost sweating in the process. | |
80 | >”Calm down, I won’t do anything drastic.” She calmly says when turning over to face you. “As long that you’re here, both of us will be happy.” | |
81 | >Your hands still rest on her hips, holding that position. | |
82 | >”You can squeeze it, if you want.” | |
83 | >You give it a small squeeze, giving extra caution to keep yourself on her good side. | |
84 | >”Mmm~” She closes her eyes and shifts around to snuggle into your chest. “You’ll do wonders for me.” | |
85 | >You warm up to her by sliding your arms completely around her. | |
86 | >Maybe this isn’t so bad. | |
87 | ||
88 | >You wake up. | |
89 | >To your surprise, you are in a completely different room with Fluttershy nowhere to be seen. | |
90 | >You get up, realizing that your hands are tied behind your back. | |
91 | >It’s poorly lit, but you can see well enough in this damp room. | |
92 | >It has… every part of what makes a house and tries to be one. | |
93 | >To your right is a drawer with an oval mirror that looks older when you remember Fluttershy’s mirror. | |
94 | >There’s a hose arched down, identifying it as some sort of makeshift sink. | |
95 | >On the left of it is an old refrigerator. | |
96 | >In the farthest corner is... | |
97 | >Is that a bucket that’s dressed up like a toilet? | |
98 | >You hear a door quickly opening up and closing. | |
99 | >You sit up, struggling to slip out of the rope. | |
100 | >”Darn, I knew I should’ve kept my eye on you.” Fluttershy steps into the light, showing her new attire. A long, light green dress with shoes to match. | |
101 | “What is this!?” | |
102 | >”What do you mean? We’re still playing as a happy family down here.” She crawls up on the bed, slowly making her way towards you. | |
103 | “B-but… why?!” | |
104 | >”A place all to ourselves, and no one would interrupt us down here." She stops when her hand rests on your knee. "Play nice and I just might let you out.” | |
105 | ||
106 | BAD END | |
107 | >She’s flat out insane. There is no way you’re going to put up with this, not even if you were going to pretend it. | |
108 | >You push her away and slip your arm out of her grasp. | |
109 | >In an instant, you are up and fumbling with the lock on her door. | |
110 | “Come on…” | |
111 | >Just as you got it, something hard yet malleable smashes over your head. | |
112 | >You fall down, looking around to see bits of colourful pieces from what appears to be from the dollhouse. You look up, confirming your suspicion as Fluttershy stands there in a menacing stance, holding what’s left of the dollhouse. | |
113 | >You start to get up, but immediately stop as she continues smashing you with the dollhouse, repeatedly until the base of it is left. | |
114 | >You close your eyes and try to cover your face from the beating, even though it’s futile as the plastic fragments slip through your fingers and scratch your face. | |
115 | >By the time that it’s over, you see drops of blood around the floor. | |
116 | >You look over to see Fluttershy, enraged and impatient. She brings her foot up and strikes you with the bottom of her shoe. | |
117 | >You fall back, aching in pain and slowly losing consciousness. | |
118 | >”I tried to give you a chance.” | |
119 | ||
120 | >A slight pain now grows into an immense nightmare that awakens you from your slumber. | |
121 | >You shoot your eyes open, quickly looking around to find yourself in a basement, tied to a chair with Fluttershy wielding something. | |
122 | >”Sit still, I’m almost done cutting through the bone marrow.” She politely asks. | |
123 | “WHAT IN THE MASSAGED FUCK ARE YOU DO-- ARGH!” | |
124 | >She continues digging through your right shoulder with a hacksaw | |
125 | >You scream to the top of your lungs, finally stopping when the colossal pain dims down. Through your screaming, there was a loud thud right beside you. | |
126 | >You whimper, listening to your arm drip blood as Fluttershy covers it up with a roll of bandages, along with a towel to keep it pressured down. | |
127 | >”You… fucking MANIAC!” You shout out. “WHY!?” | |
128 | >Her cold, emotionless expression terrify you. | |
129 | >”You need me.” | |
130 | “W… what!?” | |
131 | >She drops the hacksaw and sits in your lap. | |
132 | >”You’ll need me now. It might be an entirely different direction we’re in now, but I can make this work.” | |
133 | “Make this work!? MY FUCKING ARM IS SAWED OFF!” | |
134 | >”And you’ll lose conscious from blood loss and I’ll take you to the hospital, still with you the entire time.” | |
135 | >You snivel from the striking pain that still irks you. | |
136 | >”Don’t worry, it won’t be long.” She slides her blood covered finger over your cheek. “You’ll be safe and by my side soon enough…” |