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- >You are now Fluttershy.
- >You’re lying on Spike’s bed, trying to sleep off the pain of the night before.
- >Likewise, the rest of the library is using the afternoon to nap and relax.
- >”No Princess….they’re…..not my noodles…”; Twilight mumbles in the bed above you.
- >Spike is snoring away on the couch, and Owloysius is softly cooing every now and again.
- >You, however, can’t seem to grasp sleep, your mind choosing the alternative of focusing on your body.
- >Your muscles feel like warm taffy, and your bones feel too brittle to move.
- >Every breath going in and out of your lungs with a ragged scratching noise.
- >These alien sensations are keeping you on the brink of unconsciousness, putting you in a pain induced meditative state.
- >The blackness behind your closed eyelids is starting to gain color and shape from the sounds and pain.
- >The snoring brings out a sturdy frame from the darkness, towering above you.
- >The soft coos form a solid body around the frame.
- >Warmth brings in a sociable look to the body, and a feeling of safety and comfort emanates from it.
- >The mumbling sends noodles rushing into the giant’s pockets, and they look fit to burst at any moment.
- “Goodnight, Anon”, you say to the hallucination, and then drift off to sleep.
- >You are now Anon.
- >It has been 1 week since your dick broke, and 1 day since you ran away from Fluttershy’s house.
- >You lay awake in your bed, staring at the ceiling before turning over to check the clock.
- >Oh would you look at that; up at the crack of noon!
- Shut up Brain; I wanna go back to sleep.
- >Hmmmmmm……nah. Get up ya’ lazy bastard. You’re hungry.
- No I’m not.
- >Really?
- >A low rumble fills your ears.
- Dammit.
- >You step lightly down the stairs, taking care not to move around your cast too much.
- >You head towards the chocolate fountain, and begin to lightly shake the Pinkie and Gummy shaped blanket.
- “Pinkie…Piiiiiinkieeeeee”
- >The blanket collapses with a *pomf* into the chocolate pool.
- What the h-
- >”HI ANON!”
- >You jump up towards the ceiling, grabbing desperately onto the rafters.
- DAMMIT PINKIE!
- >The pink mare is covered in chocolate from the shoulders down, and Gummy is slowly suckling on her head.
- >You drop one arm from the rafter, and prepare to let go of the other.
- >Dude.
- >Yes, Brain?
- >Do you REALLY want to stay in that cast longer?
- >No.
- >Then ask Pinkie for a ladder, dumbass.
- I’m not a dumbass!
- >”Are you sure Anon? He does seem to have a point.” The chocolate shell around her lower body cracks as she skips over with a ladder
- Wait…you can read my mind?
- >”Wha?”
- >Huh?
- What?
- >”Who?”
- N-nevermind Pinkie.
- >You step gingerly down the ladder, taking care to step down with your back leaning against the rungs.
- >You can see Gummy’s eyes flashing back and forth between Pinkie’s head and your second head.
- >He leaps out at your cast as soon as you touch the floor, but is grabbed away by a stretchy pink hoof.
- >”Silly Gummy! That’s not a popsicle!” She’s rolling on the floor, tears forming from how hard she’s laughing.
- >You gaze down, wearing an embarrassed blush on your face, and quickly gauge the size of your cast.
- >Shut up, it’s just cold in here.
- >Nice to hear from you again Penis!
- >Thanks Brain!
- >”Your penis has a voice too?”
- >How is she doing this?
- I don’t know!
- >Pinkie stares at you as if you’re talking to yourself.
- >Which you are doing by the way.
- >This is going nowhere fast…aren’t you hungry or something?
- >Oh yeah!
- Hey Pinkie, I was wondering…could you get me something to eat?
- >Pinkie’s eyes turn to pinpricks and she floats slightly above the ground as her chest expands.
- >”OHMYGODWHAT’STHATBEHINDYOU?!”
- >You whip your head around, and find yourself staring into bright blue eyes haloed by pink fur.
- >”TADA!”
- >You scramble backwards and hit the cabinet that separates you kitchen and living room, rattling a few dishes which sat on top of it.
- What the fuck Pinkie?
- >She looks at the fear in your eyes, and…
- >She drops to the floor again, laughing even harder than before.
- >”Relax Anon; it’s just a joke.”
- >She reaches into her curly mane, and pulls out a large bag with [SUGARCUBE CORNER] printed along the front.
- >”I didn’t know what you wanted, so I just got one of everything.”
- >Fuckin’ Pinkie Pie.
- >You hand her about forty bits, and shoo her outside.
- Thanks man…Oh, and if Fluttershy asks, tell her I’m not here.
- >She spins around and looks back at you, her eyes wide with excitement.
- >The speed of her turn sent Gummy rocketing into a nearby bush.
- >”AREYOUGUYSPLAYINGAGAME?CANIPLAY?IREALLYLIKEGAMESGUMMYDOESTOOBUTHEDOESNTLIKEMOSTOF-”
- >You clamp your hand around her muzzle, turning the babbling stream into muffled mumbling.
- Yes! It’s a traditional human game called “Hide-and-Find”. And you can play by making sure she doesn’t find me. Okay?
- >”You can count on me Anon!” She yells while doing a quick run through of the Pinkie Promise.
- >This going to work out wonderfully.
- Okay! Now go get ‘em!
- >She lets out a loud *squee*, and rockets towards Gummy, ripping him out of brush and disappearing in the horizon as a streak of pink and green
- Godspeed you crazy mare.
- >You close and lock your door, then head off to devour a cinnamon roll.
- >As you near the bag, a small pain starts to come from Anon Jr.
- >You are now Spike.
- >Lightly dreaming about whatever little dragons happen to dream about.
- No Rarity…I wanna get jumped this time….
- >”Hoo?”
- >Fuck.
- >You slowly open your eyes, and see a big brown face staring into yours.
- >Running Oh_Shit.exe
- Heeeeeeeeeeey Owloysius; I was just talking about jump-rope.
- >Come on man, you could’ve some up with something better than that.
- >That’s Past Spike’s problem now.
- >”Hoo.”
- >Good; he bought it.
- >You stretch your claws up towards the roof, then bring them down and scratch your behind.
- Anyways, I’m gonna go check on Twi’s experiment. Want me to get you anything?
- >You turn to look at him as you head up the stairs, and chuckle softly.
- > Owloysius’ eyes are closed, and he is cooing softly into his feathers.
- Dawww.
- >You quietly waddle up the stairs, taking care to avoid all the creaky spots.
- >You head up Twilight’s loft, grab the key for the lab, and head back down towards the basement.
- >During the Wartimes, the local government had a massive shelter built underneath the town, with the Library being the entrance.
- >You had accidentally stumbled into it a few days after moving to Ponyville, and upon finding it, Twilight was more than thrilled.
- >She immediately sought out building permits and, with the city’s approval, she was given permission to renovate a tenth of the shelter into a laboratory.
- >What the Feds didn’t know about was the second lab she had built.
- >Depending on the key somepony used, they would either access the main lab/museum…
- >Or they would enter the Hammer-space lab.
- >Reaching the door for the lab, you brought the key up to your lips, and said the incantation.
- Twilight is best pony.
- >The key glowed with a bright magenta light, and the teeth began to warp and set into new positions.
- >You pushed it into the lock, turned it, and then pushed open the door.
- >You looked into the black expanse, unnerved slightly by how dark it was.
- >But you had a way of getting over this fear.
- I am Spike: King of the Dragons!
- >After a few seconds, your boast came back to you, and you entered into the lab.
- >A sea of slumbering forms lied in front of you, dimly light by the violet spheres which floated overhead.
- >You shuffle through the black expanse, moving between the bodies, heading towards the far-right portion of the crowd.
- >Every now and then, you see a pink blur move out of the corner of your eye, and hear the occasional giggle.
- >The Hammer-space lab has always been a strange place.
- >Twilight has never been able lock onto the source of the pink blur, but you and her joke around that it might be Pinkie Pie.
- >If it was her, it wouldn’t be that surprising.
- >You break the train of thought as you reach your destination.
- >Three bodies, penned off from the rest, lie before you.
- Okay; Time to go to work.
- >Twilight had said that they were the last ones to be made and that you would have to check their hearing.
- >She said it had something to do with brain development.
- >You reach your claw towards the first one’s ear and snap your fingers
- >The ear twitches toward the sound, then falls back.
- >The same occurs with the other two.
- >They were ready.
- >You are now Twilight Sparkle.
- >And Spike has given you the most wondrous news.
- >The experiment had been a rousing success; all ninety-nine subjects had survived.
- >And now, you had to share the new with Fluttershy.
- >You reach Spike’s bed and gaze down at her, and mixed feelings begin to rise up.
- >Even though she had blackmailed you into doing it, you would have otherwise never gotten up the nerve to test the spell.
- >Not knowing what feel to feel, you put on a small smile and lightly prod her flank with your hoof.
- Come on, Fluttershy.
- >Still sleeping, her face scrunches up a little bit and she starts talking to her dreams.
- >”No…I don’t want to…”
- >You roll your eyes and prod her again.
- Come on~~…It’s a good thing for you.
- >Her face scrunches up again.
- >”But I poop from there!”
- >What the buck? Eww.
- >You shove her off the bed, trying not to giggle at the soft *pomf* that sounds off when she hits the floor.
- Get up, you pervert.
- >Fluttershy picks herself off the floor and stares at you with a sheepish grin.
- >”Good Morning Twilight.”
- It’s Five in the Afternoon you perv.
- >”Sorry. Did Code 37 work?”
- >A smug grin on your face, you teleport yourself and Fluttershy into the Hammer-space Lab.
- You tell me.
- >You watch with pride as she gazes down onto the sea of pink and yellow, and her faces turns into a tearful smile.
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