NOShot 2

>You are Anon, you social anxiety problems scattered to the fours winds just like the last can of NOS
>Somehow the world seems like something you can manage to deal with when you're hyped up on sugar and caffine
>Maybe that's how Pinkie manages it everyday, maybe she's just like you on the inside, filled with a crippling fear of rejection and bitterness towards her parents.
>Questions like that however are best left for when you don't have another fresh can of that magical elixir NOS.
>You quickly chug the can, downing its pure contents before tossing the empty can to the side like your shatterd dreams of success.
>Filled with the pure unadulterated power of this no nonsense energy drink you decide to see once and for all if there is no challenge you cannot meet with NOS in your corner.
>You squint your eyes in a perfect impression of a man staring into the sun to try and impose a level of tension, not that there is any.
>To a man filled with NOS there is no such thing as the impossible.
>Overcome by a feeling of pure manliness you stride with the upmost testosterone in your step towards Sugar Cube Corner.

>As you reach the door, you try and dive through to maximise your glorious dynamic, however the door was already open leaving you with a slighly less impressive flop and roll
>Still dynamic as fuck
>Quickly righting yourself you run a hand through your hair, yeah you still got it
>Nodding to yourself about your amazing dynamism, you lock eyes with the only p0ny in the building, Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie! I need you to drink my NOS!
>She tilts her head to one side looking at you questioningly, "Your NOS, what's that?"
>She, she doesn't know the implicit satisfaction of the glorious drink that drives the demons from your very soul?
>This is a travesty, it cannot stand!
>You close the distance in a single bound, a graceful step empowered by pure Alpha Manliness
>Gripping her small frame at the shoulders, a small film of sweat coating your face as the pressure of what needs to be said weighs on your very soul
NOS, is a yellow liquid as sweet as sunrise on a spring morning, it fills all who drink it with hope for a better tomorrow and the confidence to face all of lifes challenges with a smile!
>You voice rapidly increases with volume as you list of your points to the point you are practically screaming in her face.

It is the greatest thing to ever happen to me here! This sweet nectar is something that you must drink!
>You give her a good shake for good measure, she needs to understand your serious here.
>She just tilts her head to the other side, before smiling "Okie dokie!"
>You give a swift praise to all the gods for this victory of sweet justice
>Pinkie just keeps looking  at you as you mutter at the ceiling, "Sooo, do you have some of this NOS with you? Can I try it now? Ooh! do you keep it at home?"
>Silly mare, you are never without your precious NOS, you laugh at the mere thought of it
Oh no Pinkie, I have a fresh supply right here in my pants!
>Her face just drops instantly, her happy demanor turning quickly into one of shock while you fumble with your pants.
>She raises a hoof jabbing you in your gloriously NOS sculpted chest, the flab rippling as she does so, "Hey just you wait buster! Foals come in here, so leave that NOS in your pants until after we close!"
>She's trying to look angry but you know better, she wants the NOS but you can wait
>They all do, thats why you keep it in your underwear.
>It tastes better warm anyway.