Getting Floofy With It (Moth)

>You are Anon and you are one of several new residents to Equestria.
>As of late there have been a large number of immigrants, mostly consisting of moth ponies from Mothonia.
>As part of your stay in Ponyville you have to live in a communal house of sorts until you have passed all citizenship requirements.
>Once you've cleared all checks and shown that you can be a contributing member of society you can go where ever you want.
>As such you have found yourself the roommate of a grayish fluff pony that calls itself Mealy.
>WUBDUB
>Today is the third day of your stay in Ponyhouse and you're seriously considering eating your roommate.
>WUBDUB
>You haven't been able to sleep in days because every time it gets dark out the fuzzy little turd starts throwing a rave in the attic.
>WUBDUB
>WUBDUB
>Your left eye starts twitching and you try to bury your head further under your depressingly thin pillow.
>DREEEEAW
>WUBDUB WUBDUB WUBDUB
>Throwing your pillow off, you force yourself up in bed.
"I can't take this racket any more! Where did I leave my broom?"
>Digging through your the hallway closet you locate a tennis racket and decide that it will be good enough.
>Tennis racket in hand you stand at the foot of the stairs and begin your anger fueled climb.
>DUN DA DUN DA DUN DUN DUN DA DUN
"Blasted poodle moth, let me get my hands on you for just two seconds."
>Reaching the top of the stairs you bang on the attic hatch with the racket.
>DUN DA DUN DA DUN DUN DUN DA DUN
>A pink moth opens the trapdoor and looks down at you briefly, chirps, and then pauses for a moment before closing the door again.
>You stare at the attic hatch dumbfounded.
"Did I just get brushed off by a bug?"
>Raising the racket you bang on the hatch again.
>The same moth opens the hatch and once again chirps then shuts you out.
"What the hell?"
>Banging on the hatch one more time you force the tennis racket in the hinge preventing the moth from locking you out.
>"Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"
>The moth jumps up and down angrily, it's tiny wings flapping in place.
"Not this time you stupid bug! I'm coming up there and ripping that crap apart!"
>Grabbing the frame you begin to pull yourself up into the attic.
>You swiftly fall onto your back as a crate of records is dropped on your head and the attic hatch shuts once again.
>WUBDUB WUBDUB
>The sun is starting to rise and an idea comes to mind.
"If I cant get in from inside the house I'll just climb up the drain pipe and get in through the window!"
>Running outside you start to climb up the drainage pipe and fall into a bush.
>This happens several more times and then you notice the music stop.
>With renewed determination you run and leap onto the drainage pipe before unceremoniously fall onto your tailbone.
"God damnit!"
>Mealy opens the window and looks down at you for a moment.
>"Keep it down out here will you? We're trying to sleep."
>Mealy pulls it's head back in the attic and slams the window shut.
>You raise your fist in the air and scream out in frustration.
"FUCKING POODLE MOTH!!!"