Sweetie Belle Fhtagn (No)

"Wherever I go, I must also rape."
>"Sweetie Belle, what are you talking about? You're scaring me."
>The filly hops up onto your table and grabs your face between her hooves. Her nostrils flare as her breathing speeds up.
"Sometimes Anon, I scare myself."
>You have no idea why you are now terrified by a twenty pound filly.
>But you are. You suddenly wish you had a bible with you.
>"Sweetie, please let me go."
"Only in death, Anon. Only in death."
>You really wish you didn't let her get into your stash of Rockstar energy drinks.

"Yours is the seed that will set fire to the world. Destiny calls forth for me. I must take the flames of the future and snuff them out."
>"Holy shit, what do they have you reading in school?"
"Lies. And I hunger for truth."
>She presses her face up against you and tries to force her tongue down your mouth.
>You grab her and hold her out at arms lenght. Her eyes wouldn't look out of place on a rabid dog.
>Dribble hangs down from her mouth.
"We must be the gardeners of the grand new era!"
>"I'm telling Rarity, and then I'm going to the police station and lock my self up for a week so nop0ny gets any weird ideas."
>You are never babysitting again. This was in no way your fetish.
>At most you were expecting her to try to imitate your behavior to get some weirdo human cutie mark thing, but you cannot into this brand of madness.
"You don't understand, Anon! One heart! One voice! One song! The death tolls of this world must usher in a new age of glory!"
>"I'm telling Rarity no more sugar for you. Never again."
"BUT I WISH TO SHARE THAT GLORY WITH YOU!"
>"No, dammit!"
"ONLY YOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU!"
>She writhes in your grasp, breaking down into soft squeeky sobs.
>Yeah, you're not falling for that again.
>This is still better than the time you watched Scootaloo for an hour.


>You carry the fidgeting filly all the way to Rarity's house.
>She keeps trying to bite you or make out with your arms.
>Knockknocknocknocknock
"My word, who can that possibly be OW!"
>You knocked on her forehead.
>whoopsie-doodle.
>"Rarity, I can't do this, this branch of your genetic tree is bucked in the head."
"I AM NOT BUCKED IN THE HEAD!"
"Sweetie Belle! Don't use that sort of language!" I swear -Anon, what did she do?"
>"She snuck into my special drink cabinent."
"What do you mean, she snuck?"
>"She took my hammer and broke the lock on it. It's like she's a fucking taurine bloodhound or something.
"We smelled the vessel of truth and did drink deeply."
>"Yeah, and now she's going on Second Coming on me."
"Er.."
>"No, literally, she wants to cum on me, or something, please put her in quarantine."
>Rarity facehoofs and levitates Sweetie Pervert out of you hands.
"I swear, Sweeties, I try to get one afternoon of solid work in without distractions and you go and do this again."
"The will of what must be cannot be stop. Anon and I will form a more Perfect Union. Your wiles only delay the inevitable. You cannot stop a God."
>"Does she do this alot?"
"I've lost count."
>Eesh.


>You accept the handful of bits from Rarity for your afternoon of handling an apocalypse-bound prepubescent prophet.
>You buy groceries with some of the bits.
>Go home, sun sets, go to bed.
>Snore snore snore....
>Something barrels onto your chest.
>"FUARK OH GOD WHAT?"
"Hello Anon."
>Oh nice, it's Sweetie Stalker.
>You try to bat her off of you but find your hands have been tied to your bed posts.
>"Sweetie, I am going to start screaming like a little girl if you do not get off me."
"Oh, I will make you scream Anon. Scream for the beauty of the rising sun, drenched in the blood of the old world."
>Once you get out of this you are going through her room and burning any and all books she has.
>"How are you still high on Rockstar?"
"My energies are boundless. My youth is eternal. My lust for your seed is a pit with no end."
>Oh god.
"Love me."
>Fuck.
>Using your desperation and fear, you rock back and forth, your momentum swinging the bed over.
>Sweetie Belle squeeks as she's caught under the mattress.
>The bedposts break and you book it out of the room.
>You're moving away. Screw this place. First applejack, then fluttershy, that one time with the timberwolves.
>And now Sweetie Belle.
>The line has not only been crossed. It's been doused in gasoline and set a flame by a thousand laughing mares, and then salted so that no crops may ever grow from the Earth again.
>You hear Sweetie Belle call your name from your house in the distance.
>Gotta go fast.


>You're a grown ass man, you should know better.
>But Equestria is no place for a man at all.
>Your breath comes out ragged as you run towards the edge of the forest.
>Maybe you should head to Twilight's house? Or back to Rarity's...
>You somehow doubt they'd be able to contain the little hellion chasing after your virtue right now.
>For a moment you consider looking behind you, but you're pretty sure all you'd see is white filly with a cream-purple dollop of hair charging for you.
>You are so out of your comfort zone.
>You really need an adult.
"Anon! Anoooooooooooon! ANON ANON ANON ANON ANON!!!"
>"NO MEANS NO, SWEETIE, WHY DONT THEY TEACH YOU THIS SHIT IN SCHOOL?"
"Embrace...ah shoot...embrace your calling...for cryin' out loud..."
>She's starting to tucker out.
>Yeah, still gonna run, though.
"I want...my...world-eater cutie...mark...ugh."
>She collapses on the grass, her little chest rose and fell from her exhaustion.
>Dammit.
>You slow your sprint, circling around her cautiosly.
>You can hear her weeping into the dirt.

>"Sweetie, I am not going to feel sorry for you because you can't rape me.
"I...I just want forge the new dawn. I see it in my dreams."
>She looks at the stars.
"O -the brightest light."
>"Well...if you just go home and get some sleep it'll be dawn soon enough."
>She spits in your direction. Her voice is laced with venom.
"The old sun carries nothing but false promises. Pulled on the reigns of static beauty and a ruler who wallows in her own dim light."
>She raises her forehooves.
"We cannot subsist on stagnation. I must birth a new world of vibrancy through violence. It is the only way. And you must inject that energy into me, Anon."
>"How the hell does that make any sense?"
"Oh, Anon. You beautiful creature, blinded by your own complacency...it is the only thing that does make sense."

>She struggles to her hooves, and wipes the tears form her eyes.
"I love you, Anon. You and I will be the only ones to bear witness to the greatest age. Creatures and spirits and angels will was away our sins and worries."
>She walks off towards her home.
"But that will dawn will not be this one. I will leave you in the bliss of ignorance for a time longer."
>"Uh...thanks, Sweets."
"But know this, my heart..."
>Her eyes flash at you like spotlights.
"I'm going to rut you senseless one of these days."
>You run. You take off. You nearly fucking fly. You barrel back into your house, lock the doors, grab a knife and hide in your bathroom.
>You can still hear Sweetie laughing.