>You are Anon.
>AND FUCK YOUR HEAD HURTS.
>Seriously, what the fuck?
>You slowly open your eyes to observe your surroundings.
>White
>White everywhere.
>Looks like you're in a hospital.
>Why the fuck?
>You hear a gasp from your right.
>Turn your head.
>Oh shit it's Echo!
>"Anon! You're finally awake!"
>Holy fuck she does not look good.
>Baggy eyes.
>Dark circles.
>Bloodshot pupils
>What the fuck happened?
>You try to reach out and make contact with her but you can't.
>Look down.
>You're in a full body cast on a hospital bed.
>FUCK.
>She starts to tear up when she see's you try to move your limbs.
>Uh oh.
>"I stayed with you the entire time..."
>What?
"What?"
>She's beginning to cry.
>"When you fell unconscious, I flew you to the hospital as fast as I could. When I asked the doctor if I could stay with you everywhere you went, he swiftly denied me. I flashed my fangs at him, and he got the picture. He let me in here and I've been in this room ever since. Anon...you've been out cold for a week."
>Oh yeah.
>The memories all rush back to you in a flash.
>A week?
>No way.
>You've been knocked the fuck out...for an entire week? Shit dude.
"Oh...wow. That's awfully sweet of you, Echo. How did you eat?"
>"Every once and awhile, staff here brought me old IV bags that they filled with old blood from old patients. They mostly brought me old fruit, though, Not the best diet, but it was passable."
>You see her point to a spot on the ceiling directly above your bed.
>"I've hanged there and slept...everyday. I never lost hope that you would wake up, Anon, and I was prepared to spend the next couple of months here, if I had to."
>Goddamn.
>She was willing to live it out in your hospital room on a shit diet just so that she could be with you.
>Damn that's sweet.
>But...wait.
"Echo, that's very sweet of you. I'm grateful, truly. But, um, why exactly am I in a full body cast? You only bit my neck."
>The tears well up in her eyes again.

>"The doctors had to do surgery on you. They needed to pump blood into various places on your body to keep you alive because of what I...because...I..."
>She can't take it anymore and tears gush from her eyes.
>"I'm so sorry Anon! I never meant to...I don't know what came over me, I didn't-"
"Echo, Echo...it's not your fault. Please, stop blaming yourself. I know it was the Blood Moon, that's something that's built into you, you, as a pony, had nothing to do with it. I don't hold it against you, I know that you would never hurt anyone on purpose. Stop feeling bad."
>This does nothing to quell her depression.
>She continues her tangent.
>"But I'm the one that did it to you! Me! If it hadn't have been for me, you'd still be perfectly fine, leading a happy life, but no...I had to come and mess everything up. I'm a monster! I'm sorry Anon, I'm so sorry..."
"Echo, come over here and lay on top of me. Now."
>"B-But your cast-"
"I don't give half a damn. I care about you way more, now get over here."
>She solemnly flies over to you, and curls up on your stomach.
"Good. Now Echo, look. You didn't do anything bad. I don't blame you for what happened in the slightest. Seriously. No, look at me. It was not your fault. Period, end of story, bar none. Are we clear?"
>You see her slowly nod in understanding.
"Great! Now give me a hug! You'll have to do all the work, because, you know..."
>She smiles as she wraps her hooves around you, snuggling into your warmth.
>After a few minutes go by, you hear her mesmerizing voice one more.
>"Hey, um, Anon?"
"Yes, Echo?"
>"This may sound weird, but, er, when you, you know, turned me back to normal..."
>She starts blushing profusely.
"...You said that you, l-loved me...?"
>Her blush intensifies and she tries to meet your eyes, meanwhile she's drawing circles on your chest.
>"Is that, er, t-true?"
>Oh fucking shit, you did say that.
>Well, you have to tell her how you feel now, there's no escaping it.

>Well the answer was quite obvious.
"Of course I do, Echo. I wouldn't lie to you."
>She's crying again.
>Damn she has a lot of tears.
>"Oh Anon!"
>She awkwardly tries to hug you.
>Alright, fuck this shit.
>You break off parts of the cast, freeing yourself.
>GODDAMN IT FEELS GODLY
>You stretch and yawn, while Echo watches in horror.
"One week in a cast can give you such a crick in the neck!"
>You crack your neck.
>Jesus you could orgasm right here right now
>Your body is tense as shit.
>"Anon...you just broke out of your cast..."
>You look over and see her eyes wide with worry.
>You give a reassuring laugh.
"HA! Pfft, oh, that? Fucking pony piece of shit cast is made out of paper mache, don't worry."
>You reach down and scoop her up, giving her a grand hug.
"As I was saying, yes Echo...I do love you."
>She eventually gets over her shock and smiles, giving you a kiss on the cheek.
>"I love you too, Anon. You're like a dad to me."
>What
>WHAAAT
>Dad
>Did you just get...Dadzoned?
"Oh yeah, heh. I'm glad you feel the same way."
>You put her down and turn around to blush
"Let's go."
>"Shouldn't you wait for the doctors to come and tell you you're okay, or-"
"Nah, I'm fine. Come on."
>You two leave the hospital, giving the clerk a wink on the way out.
>It's night time, and dark as fuck.
"We should probably head home, Echo."
>She stops and tugs on your pants
>"Aw come on, Anon! There are plenty of things to do at night! I haven't been able to do anything with you for a whole week!"
>She looks around
>"Surely, there's something we can do together..."
>Well, Equestria did have it's fair hare of bars and clubs.
"Let's head to a club."
>She seems hesitant.
>"I don't know, I've never been to a bar before..."
>You pat her head.
"It's tons of fun, really! I swear."
>She nods and follows you to the closest club in Ponyville.
>You enter, and look around.
>Ponies are dancing.
>Lights flashing.
>Music is loud as all fuck.
>You see a dance floor and a bar.


>You turn back to the dance floor
>Idea!
"Hey, Echo...you know how to dance?"
>You see her shy away.
>"N-No, I did it a little bit when I was with my parents, but other than that, I have no experience..."
>Perfect.
"Then I challenge you to a dance battle."
>"What!? But I can't dance..."
>Heh.
>"Oh, I can guarantee that you can dance better than me, so why not? I'm REALLY bad."
>"Alright. But, don't make fun of me."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
>You had this in the bag.
>You both waltz to the dance floor.
>It was clear to everyone that you two were opponents destined to fight it out to the death on the dance floor.
>Everyone backs up, yelling and hollering.
>By the time you two were on it, it was completely cleared out.
>You see ponies making bets.
>You decide to start.
>A dance track blasts on, and you start flailing your arms wildly.
>Snapping your arms from side to side, you form a V with two of your fingers and drag it across your eye.
>You break into the robot and starts swinging your arms stiffly.
>Allowing yourself a momentary status report, you look around and gauge the reactions of the ponies around you.
>You see horror evident on their faces.
>Oh shit, better step it up.
>You saved this move as a last resort because you didn't want to cream Echo too hard, but it looks like it was time to use it.
>You slam your body down on the floor and start sending waves through.
>A move you liked to call, "The Worm".
>When the song finishes, you stand up, and stroll off the dance floor.
>You're too good.
>You nod your head in satisfaction, grateful to be blessed with such skill.
>No applause.
>They're probably speechless, taken aback ny your dancing perfection.
>A pony barfs in the background.
>Hm.
>Must've eaten some bad shrimp.
>Echo's turn.
>She hesitantly scoots onto the dance floor.
>Poor Echo.
>You actually feel bad for showing her up so much.
>Maybe she can dance at least 1/8ths as good as you did.
>The music starts, and you see her kick out her hooves.
>Pfft. Toddler moves.
>She gradually grows more and more bold, soon she's doing triple quadruple backflips.
>Without her wings.
>You slump down, mouth agape.
>She's so good.
>As the song closes, she does an aerial loop and breakdances as she lands, stopping in a seductive pose on the ground right as the music ends.
>Applause all around.
>You look around and see ponies and griffons who bet on you throw bits at others.
>Unanimous cheering.
>"ECHO! ECHO! ECHO! ECHO!"
>She basks in the praise for a few seconds, then walks towards you.
>"I guess I won, huh?"
>She giggles as she trots past you, slapping you on the rear with her tail.
>"Come on, there's plenty more to do!"
>Your mouth is still wide open.
>Owned.
>You got completely destroyed.
>Damn.
>You slump your head, following Echo.
>You should probably something to make you feel better.
>Alcohol should do the trick.
>And you were thirsty from your dancing spectacle.
>You two walk towards the bar.
"Whiskey."
>Echo fumbles around.
>"May I have the lightest alcohol you have, please?"
>You chug back your drink, trying to think of what else you could do.

>Another idea!
>"A trollface as large as Chuck Norris's dick forms on your face.
"Hey ECHO! You wanna have a drinking contest?"
>"O-Oh, I'm not really a heavy drinker, the most I could do is about two shots."
"Aw come one, it'll be fun! A friendly contest!"
>"Alright..."
>Excellent.
"HEY, can we get a few rounds of vodka over here?"
>"Aye."
>The bartender slides over two shot glasses filled with vodka.
"You ready, Echo?"
>She picks up her glass and swirls the liquid around.
>"...Ready."
"Alright."
>You both prepare to chug.
"3...2...1...GO!"

>....

>It's 30 minutes later, and you've both had 13 shots.
>ur fukken shitfaced ass hell m8
>C'mon, Anon, I knowh dat you can doo moar..."
>Echo's voice is slurred almost to the point of incomprehension.
>Unfortunately, the same goes for you also.
"Aw yeaah? Fuck that, gimme anotherrr!"
>You lean your head over the trashcan to throw up.
>The bartender looks at the both of you with a deadpan stare.
>"Aye. I think you've both had enough-"
>Echo leans over the counter and grabs him by his mane.
>"GIVE US ANOTHER!"
>You come back up, puke dribbling down you chin.
"Yeah! Whash she said!"
>The bartender sighs and gets you two more shots.
>Echo lights up in glee.
>"YEAAAAAH!"
>You both shoot them back.
>Your stomach rumbles.
"I can...do...another..."
>You can feel our liver failing.
>You groan in pain.
"Fuck it."
>You try to run towards the bathroom.
"Fuckitfuckitfuckitfuckitfuckit..."
>Your legs don't do what you want them to and you fall over.
>Then you puke.
>"AYE! I ain't cleanin' that up you no good bluer!"
>He rips off a piece of paper and throws it at Echo.
>"Here's your damn bill."
>She stares at it, cross eyed.
>"What?! 200 bits? Are you shhhitting me?"
>He shakes his head.
>"Pay up."
>Echo flies over to your still limp body, muttering.
>"Maaaan, this ish buuuulllshitt..."
>She grabs your wallet and gives it the bartender.
>"Enjoy it, cheapshkate..."
>She turns toward you.
>"C'mon Anon, lesh blow dis popsicle stand..."
"I'm comin' I'm- BLAAAARG!"
>You try to stand up, but throw up and fall right the fuck back down.
>"Ugh. Men."
>She picks you up and tries to fly you back to your home.
>Four stallions from the bar come over and try block Echo.
>"Hey pretty lady, where do you think you're going?"
>She doesn't even acknowledge them.
>"Hey babe, don't ignore us!"
>He grabs her and tries to hold her down."
>"HEY! Get off of me you creepsh..."
>Oh fuck OH FUCK
>They've got Echo!
>Stand your ass up and save her!
"Now wait a second you assholsh, I am NOT gonna let you hurt her."
>You take your fist and swing in front of you.
"So back the fuck off."
>Echo starts cheering.
>"YA! You show 'em, Anon!"
>The stallions all look at each other.
>They burst into laughter.
>One of them finally regains his composure.
>"T-The monkey...the monkey thinks he can take us!? BWAHAHA!"
>Oh hell no.
>You may be hammered seven ways to Sunday, but you wouldn't let these assholes mess with you or Echo.
"Oh yeah?"
>You punch one of them in the jaw.
>Or, at least you try to.
>Your fist goes sailing over his head.
>He looks at you, and swings a hoof.
>It collides with your stomach, and you nearly fall over.
>"Get the bag, boys. Tie her up."
>You see them get out a brown bag and tie up Echo.
>She starts screaming.
>"ANON HELP! ANON DON'T LET THEM-"
>One of the stallions knocks her out clean with a punch to the jaw.
>"Shut up."
>Your eyes go wide.
>Rage overflows from your body.
"You're all going to regret that."
>You try to punch him again, only to stumble and almost trip.
>Fuck.
>One of them punches you in the face and you almost fall over.
>"How about you just leave and we'll pretend this never happened, yeah?"
>Another one joins in.
>"Don't do something you regret, pal."
>You're so fucking drunk you barely understand what's going on.
>But you can't let Echo go with these creeps!

>Fuck this.
>You summon forth the power of your ancestors.
"I'll give you all five seconds to hand me the bag."
y laugh.
>The ringleader of the assholes speaks up.
>"Or what?"
>They start to approach you.
>Looks like there is no other option.
"I didn't want to have to do this..."
>You spread your legs and lower your arms, while bending you knees.
>This is the stance your forefathers always went into before initiating Monkey Fu.
>It might look stupid as shit, but hey.
>There were drunk while doing it, so credit is given where credit is due.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
>You stay there, charging your power.
>The entire club looks at you, and the four stallions just laugh.
>You must look really fucking stupid.
>"Ha! Enough playing around buys, let's teach this ape a lesson."
>They charge at you, rearing back their hooves.
"HYAH!"
>You jump up and slam your fist down on the skull of the first stallion.
>Insta-K.O.
>The others stop mid-charge and try to process what the hell just happened.
>Their eyes go wide as you run and do a twirl, swinging your foot with the momentum of the spin and ramming it right into the gonads of the second one.
>K.O.
>A look of fear spreads across the remaining two.
>"H-Hey man, look, we didn't mean to-"
>You do a cartwheel towards him, and leap as your feet touch the ground, launching you head-first into his chest.
>After you make contact, you spin back up into the air, landing on your feet.
>K.O.
>You and the ringleader have a stare off.
>He's shaking.
>"Y-You're not so big and bad. They were nuttin'. I could beat you into pulp if I wanted to."
>He starts tapping his hooves in anxiousness, your unwavering stare penetrating his nerves.
>"...But I'm willing to cal a truce. I don't want anyone to have to clean up your blood when we're done, so let's-"
"It's far too late for that. You've triggered the wrath within me."
>You bring up a fist.
"And you chose this route."
>You smirk.
"Maybe if you'd have just held your tongue, you wouldn't be in this mess. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo."
>His eyes dilate in fear.
>Wow, you sound like a badass.
>You'd never loved that copypasta more than you did right now.
"Now, let's do this."
>You charge at him.
>He squeals, pissing himself.
"HAAAA!"
>You headbutt him at supersonic speeds, sending him flying.
>Before he hits the wall, you grab him, and throw him up.
>Jumping into the air, you bring your fists together and force them downwards, right on top of his head.
>He shoots towards the ground, but you land right under him before he does.
>You hold your arm up, hearing a satisfying crack as his back lands on your hand.
>He's crying.
>"P-Please...let me go. I promise I'll never hurt anyone ever again, just lemme go!"
>FINISH HIM!
"I do not forgive. I do not forget."
>You bring up your knee and slam him down on top of it, breaking his back Bane-Style.
>He goes unconscious and you throw him on the ground like a rag doll.
"Pathetic."
>Most of the club runs out in distress, screaming and yelling.
>Locating the bag, you untie the rope and free Echo.
>She's still out cold.
>Well shit.
>Picking her up, you wrap her in your arms and
head home.
"Oh, wait a second."
>You turn around and see the bartender, shaking and cornered against the wall.
>You walk up to him and see your wallet sticking out of his apron.
>You grab it and smile.
"I'll be taking this, thank you."
>He brings his arms up to his face and shrinks.
>"Do whatever you want, just leave!"
>Walking out the door, you find the road to home.
>You walk in and place her down on the bed, bringing the covers up over her.
>That stallion was pretty tough, she's probably going to be out for a while.

>You decide that tonight's ass-whooping was tiring enough to warrant going to sleep.
>Before sleeping, you walk into the kitchen and drink lots of water.
>You forgot how much Monkey Fu taxed your body.
>Even standing was hard.
>Not to mention you haven't sobered up yet.
>After your nice drink, you go into the bathroom and do your nightly routine.
>Brush, Floss, Wash
>Soon you're in your footie pajamas and ready to sleep.
>Yes, footie pajamas.
>Rarity made them for your birthday as a fashion experiment and insisted that you wore them as often as possible.
>They were embarrassing as hell, but Echo has already gotten fairly desensitized to seeing you in them.
>She doesn't burst out laughing anymore, she only giggles.
>As much as you hated to admit it, they were pretty comfy.
>She claims that she crafted them out of the finest silk in all of Equestria.
>As good as they felt, you couldn't argue.
>You squeeze in next to Echo, and cuddle with her.
>Technically, she won the drinking contest since you pussied out and puked.
>And you never knew that she was such a great dancer.
>Your thoughts drift back to when you and her fought crime and jailed the Joker.
>She's a pretty good fighter, too.
>Not to mention cute.
>Pretty much your dream girl when you were back on Earth.
>You feel some man-sweat emerge out of your eyes.
>You truly, truly loved her.
>She was what made your day (or night) better. You could have the shittiest day, but as soon as you saw her, it was as if nothing else mattered.
>She was something special.
>You would give anything to be with her.
>But...
>She only sees you as her "Dad."
>You remember her tragic tale about her parents.
>Such a shitty past...and yet, she's so nice.
>One of the many things you loved about her.
>If she saw you as her dad, whatever. 
>You would never force her into a relationship she doesn't want.
>As long as she's happy, you're happy.
>You drift off the sleep, happy to have her wrapped in your arms.
---
>You wake up, groaning.
>This is, without a doubt, irrefutably, the most painful hangover ever experienced by any organism, ever.
>You place your hands on your head, groaning.
>It feels as if someone is pounding you in the head with a sledgehammer, over and over,
>Except 1,000 times worse.
>Eventually, you gain the ability to sit up.
>Opening your eyes, you look around.
>Echo's nowhere to be seen.
>You thought she's still be asleep, it being daytime and all.
>After a while, your migraine has been soothed enough to allow you use of your body.
>You stand up, and walk out into the living room.
>She isn't here.
>You start to worry a bit.
>Is she okay?
>You power walk into the kitchen, and are calmed at the sight before you.
>Echo is humming merrily, stirring up pancake batter.
>The sun is shining through the window, beaming right on her dark mane.
>Her hair is perfectly styled, she must have just done it.
>She is wearing her favorite pair of socks, and has crystal earrings on.
>She's practically glowing.
>She dances across the kitchen, checking on various items like eggs and toast.
>You stand there for a while, stunned by her angelic gorgeousness.
>If the term 'Divine Beauty' had a name, it would be Echo.
>You can't help but stare at the glorious spectacle happening in front of you.
>Eventually she notices you and looks at you, smiling.
>You stumble and almost trip, returning from your visit to dream land.
>"Good morning, sleepyhead! Breakfast will be right out! Have a seat!"
>She winks at you and returns to attending the food.
>Holy shit, this is new.
>Echo is usually never awake for your breakfast.
"G-Good morning to you too, Echo."
>You sit down at the table, and watch as she finishes up the food.
>Your sense of smell is ambushed as she places pancakes, french toast, eggs, and milk in front of you.
"Wow Echo, I'm impressed. This smells lovely!"
>You take a big whiff and realize that you're starving.
>"Well, I made it just for you! Dig in!"
>With pleasure.
>You nearly orgasm as you shove a forkful of pancakes with syrup in your mouth.
>Sweet and delicious.
"Thanks Echo! This tastes wonderful! What made you want to prepare breakfast though?"
>You bite the french toast.
>It's heavenly.
"You're usually asleep by now."
>She sits down across from you, nibbling a pear.
>"Well, I woke up with my jaw hurting and my head pounding. After a while, I remembered what happened last night."
>"At first, I freaked out because I though those stallions had made it out with me an I was in their base or whatever."
>She looks at you and smiles.
>"But when I saw you next to me, I instantly knew that everything was okay."
>She reaches across the table and puts her hoof on your hand.
>She bites the bottom of her lip, and blushes.
>"I know you fought for me, Anon. I may have not seen what happened, but one thing I know for sure is that you protected me."
>She leans her head across the table, and moves closer towards yours.
>"You're amazing, Anon. I don't know if you had help or not, but taking on four fully grown stallions...it's something to admire."
>She begins to cry.
>"We shouldn't have drank that much, but it's nice to know that I'm safe no matter what."
>Her face is now about an inch from yours.
>"Thank you so much, Anon. I love you."
>You start to sweat. Is she..?
>She closes the distance, and gives you a sweet, long, kiss
>On the cheek.
>Regardless, you can't help but blush and stammer.
"A-Aw shucks, Echo. It was no problem, h-honest. They were all talk."
>Nodding her head, she goes back to nibbling her fruit.
>"Whether they had herculean strength, or were as weak a snail...thank you. Breakfast is the least I could do."
>You smile and continue to eat.
>Fucking amazing.
"Echo, you ever think about being a cook? You could open a restaurant right now and this food would bring in ponies for a lifetime."
>She blushes and shakes her head.
>"No, but my mom used to let me cook with her all the time. She was amazing in the kitchen. I guess I got a little bit of her talent, huh?"
>You confirm by swallowing the eggs whole.
>You both share a laugh.
"So Midnight, since your sleeping schedule is all messed up, what do you plan on doing today?"
>"Oh, I'm probably going to go back to sleep soon. I just wanted to greet you when you woke up."
>You nod and stand up, reaching for the drug cabinet.
>"No need for that Anon, I ground up some painkillers and sprinkled it in your food.
>Damn she's good.
>You thank her and grab your things.
"I'm going to go to the marketplace and get some groceries."
>You head out the door.
"I'll see you later, Echo."
>She waves, and starts cleaning dishes.
>"See you later, Anon. I love you!"
>HNNNNG
>You could definitely get used to hearing that everyday.
"Love you too! Bye!"
>You close the door and head out into Ponyville.
>You walk towards the marketplace, and see bustling ponies everywhere.
>They sell almost everything here.
>You pull out your secret stash of saved up bits.
>Shopping spree time!

>Groceries.
>Heh.
>You decide to use your saved up money to get Echo a gift.
>You know, just 'cuz.
>Browsing the marketplace, you try to find something suitable for her.
>You see an pet shoppe.
>Huh.
>Maybe you could get her another bunny.
>Blood Moon has passed, maybe this time she won't suck every drop of blood from it's body.
>Worth a try.
>You walk in, and the shopkeeper recognizes you.
>"Well hey there Anon, what can I do you for?"
>He smiles and leans in, whispering,
>"Did your little lady like the bunny?"
>You stammer, nearly blushing.
"Er...yeah...you could say that."
>His face lights up.
>"Great! What else do ya need?"
"I was, ah, actually hoping that I could get another bunny."
>He looks at you for a second, then blinks.
>"Of course! Let me go check the stock."
"Thanks."
>You see him go back into a room, and a few seconds later, he comes back out.
>"Terribly sorry, Anon. We don't have anymore bunnies."
>He shows off the vast array of animals in the background.
>"We've got everything else you could possibly want, though! Need a snake? Dog? Bird?"
>You shake your head.
"Nah. no thanks. I'll get something else. Thanks for looking, though."
>He smiles and waves as you leave the shop.
>"No problem! Come again, Anon!"
>As you walk out, you feel a tap on your back.
>You turn around, and-
>What the fuck are you looking at?
>You see a pony with a long ass beard and a helmet with two protruding horns.
>"Hey there. I heard you needed a bunny."
>You shrug.
"Uh yeah, I did, but they don't have any, so I'll just."
>"You can have this one."
>He pulls out a seemingly normal bunny.
>"Be warned though, that's the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on! It will-"
"Fuck it I'll take it give it to me NOW."
>You snatch the bunny from his grasp and put it in a box.
"It's free, right?"
>"W-Well, yeah, but you should really-"
"Kthanksbye!"
>You run off, laughing.
>Heh heh, suckerrrrr.
>You should probably get another gift as a fail-safe, though.
>You know...just in case.
>You stroll through the marketplace and see a jewelry shop.
>Echo loves jewelry!
>Perfect!
>You walk into the shop, andholyshit
>A pony with a heavy french accent rushes up to you, smiling.
>"Aui, 'ello zir, may I get anyzing for you?"
>You take a step back.
"Actually yes, I'm looking for some jewelry. Maybe a necklace?"
>He pushes you toward a panel decorated in precious jems and fine accessories.
>Beautiful.
>You look around and see the one.
>A necklace with an amethyst jewel.
>On the jewel, a thin eye is carved into it.
>Diamonds outline the edges of it.
"That one! I'll buy that one."
>He grows the biggest shit-eating grin you've ever seen.
>"Great choice, zir. Zat necklace orijonates from ze bat pony race. Are you zure eets ze one zat you want?"
"Even better. I'll take it."
>"Oui. Zat vill be 1,000 bits, zir."
>You almost faint.
"Habba habba WHA?"
>You nearly yell.
"1,000 bits!? Not even the crown worn by Princess Celestia herself could cost that much!"
>Yeah, it cost a shitton more.
>Exaggeration for the win.
>He maintains the grin.
>"Oui. Zis necklace is an artifact, retrieved from the depths of Hollow Shades. Zis is a bargain."
>Damn.
>A necklace from Echo's hometown...
"...Alright."
>You painfully retrieve the necessary funds from your wallet.
>Looking away, you dump them on the counter.
"Here."
>He lights up and pockets the cash, taking the necklace from it's perch.
>"Here you go, zir."
>He hands you the necklace in a fancy purple jewelry box.
>You say thanks and leave.
>"AU REVOIR!"
>You have a wallet-ache.
>But you it was worth every single bit as long as it at least brought a smile to her face.
>You head home, jewelry and box in tow.
>You decide to buy a bag for easier carrying.
>Damn bunny is starting to throw a fit.
>You buy the bag, and place the goods in it.
>Maybe you should get her one more thing, just to be the frosting on the cake.
>Frosting...on the cake!
>Of course!
>Echo LOVES Sugar Cube corner.
>You change your route and head towards the confectionery hub.
>This you walk in, and are greeted with a breeze of warm air and irresistible smells.
>Music is playing, and ponies are sat around, enjoying each other's company and chatting.
>This place sure does make you feel welcome.
>You walk up into the counter andholyshitagain
>You're surprised by an overzealous young pink pony with a poofy mane.
>The one, the only, Pinkie Pie.
>"Hey Anon! What brings ou to Sugarcube Corner!? Well, we do sell sweets here, so I guess that you would come here to buy sweets! Duh! I remember this one time when I forgot what we were selling, so I had to-"
>holyfuckingshitshetalkssofast
>Oh sweet Jesus make it end.
>You place your hand over the talkative mare.
"Yes, you'll have to tell me all about that later. Right now, I'd like to order a cupcake, if you don't mind."
>Her eyes grow big.
>"OF COURSE! What flavor would you like? We have cherry, lime, banana, red velvet, and we even got a joint business deal with Apple Orchards! We now have apple cupcakes, made with the best, tastiest apples in all of Equestria!"
"Um, great. I'd like a..hm...actually-"
>You look around.
"Do you guys still have that MMMM limited time special going on?"
"Echo fell in love with it when she tried it. Unfortunately, it was only a taste, so I'd like to surprise her by getting her a full slice. Any chance that can happen?"
>"The Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness? That promotion ended about a week ago, buuuut..."
>The energetic mare uses her elbow to nudge you in the arm.
>You nod in gratitude.
"Thank you, Pinkie Pie. I truly appreciate it. It means a lot to me."
>"Aw shucks, no need to be like that Anon! Give me a few minutes, and we'll make one fresh, just for you!"
"Excellent. You are so nice, Pinkie Pie. I don't know what Ponyville would do without you."
>She giggles and goes in the back.
>After a few minutes, she comes out with a large ass slice of MMMM.
>You two exchange bits and cake.
>You place it in the bag, and smile.
"Once again, thanks Pinkie Pie."
>She smiles and waves her hoof.
>"Anything for you, Nonny! Go get her!"
>You close the door behind you and head home.
>She's gonna love this!
>You whistle, and you can see your house in the distance.
>Almost there, suddenly you are thrown and pinned on the ground.
>"GUESS WHO MOTHERFUCKER?"
>No...that voice....
>It can't be!
>Turning your head, you see a sight you hoped you would never have to witness again.
>Lyrebutt is sitting on top of you, a maniacal grin on her face.
>FUCK
>"You're coming home with me, sugar."
>You clench the bag with all of your might, and scream as you're dragged straight to hell.
>"NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO-"
>"Shut up, you promised to do whatever I want, remember?"
>Your eyes widen in horror as you realize hat you did in fact say that.
>Oh god, why
>You grunt as you're thrown inside of her house.
>"If you don't mind, I brought a friend along this time, honeybuns."
>You see a yellowish pony with a blue and pink mane approach you.
>She smiles.
>"I heard what you did to Lyra."
>She straddles you and starts grinding her marehood on your dick.
>"You're going to regret biting off her clit..."
"Okay okay, wait a second! Just please, please don't touch the bag-"
>Lyra sits down on top of you, overflowing your mouth with her juices.
>"We don't care about the bag hun, all we want is to fuck you silly."
>She clenches your nose with her vaginal muscles.
>"Now get to licking."

>You bring up your fist.
>You punch her in the fartbox.
>Bon Bon notices this.
>"Oh ho ho, eager to try out anal, are we?"
>Your eyes dilate under Lyra as you're molded into a position where you're still forced to lick, but your ass is sticking straight up.
>You watch in horror as Bon Bon rummages through a closet and slips on a giant dildo.
>14 inches, minimum.
>The sound of your yelling is muffled by Lyra's entrance.
>Every time you scream, you choke on her liquids.
>She shudders with pleasure while cooing you.
>"Aw, there there, dear. Maybe this will teach you better, yeah? It will be over soon baby, I promise."
>You feel Bon Bon align her fake penis with your anus.
>"This will hurt you a LOT more than it hurts me."
>You can't help but screech as she pounds into your anus, stretching your walls.
>You never asked for this.

>You rear your foot forward and force it forward.
>You hear a satisfying "EEP!" as it makes direct contact with her the dildo, and lodges it up her cunt.
>She falls back, holding her nether area.
>You debate whether you should bite off Lyra's clit again.
>Nah, you had a heart.
>It dawns on you that you're still trapped.
>And all you're doing is making your captors mad.
>You see Bon Bon recover and smile.
>"I see that you like to play rough."
>She goes into the same closet and pull out another dildo.
>Except this one is triple in size than the last.
>Lyra has gained the sense to pin you down with magic.
>You can't help but think, "Why me".

>For the love of-
>This has to end.
"Look, I know I promised, but this isn't the best time..."
>You lick Lyra's vagina vigorously.
>She moans and insta-gasms.
>In the moment of orgasm, her magic fizzles out and you can move again.
>You flick her horn and she falls over, mouth foaming.
>You stand up and see a vibrator laying in the corner.
>Rolling over to it, you pick it up and face Bon Bon.
>You raise your vibrator and she raises her dildo.
"We don't have to do this, Bon Bon. Just let me go."
>She shakes her head and laughs.
>"You still haven't paid nearly enough for biting off Lyra's clit. You're staying right here."
"I see. So...it's come to this."
>You two charge towards each other, swinging down your respective sex toys.
>They collide, and you two use all of your strength to over power the other.
>Eventually you jump back and bring the vibrator for another swing.
>She parries it with her dildo and tries to go for a stab to the stomach.
>You dodge at the last second, rolling to the side and trying to swipe your trusty vibrator at her leg.
>She moves it and attempts to kick you in the face.
>It collides with your arm.
>Your vibrator of justice goes skidding across the floor.
>"Looks like this fight is over."
>She swings the dildo at your face and you brace for impact.
>...
>You don't feel it, and you hear a scream.
>You see a bunny terrorizing Bon Bon's face, and you almost laugh.
>Bon Bon's getting owned by a bunny.
>Heh.
>While she's busy with the bunny, you walk over and grab your vibrator.
>She's laying on her back, trying to get the bunny off.
>You stand over her, smiling.
>You turn on the vibrator and it hums to life.
>"N-No...please...don't..."
>Taking your mighty vibrator, you slam it down with the force of one million apes point blank into her vagina.
>You see her eyes go googly with pleasure, then she passes out as she orgasms herself out cold.
>You pick up the bunny and put it back in the bag.
>Little fucker nipped your finger.
>Ouch.
>You recover your bag and walk out of the house.
>It's night.
>Stupid bitches kept you in there for way too long...
>You find a nearby river and wash your sticky face.
>Finding your way home, you start the trek.
--
>You walk into your house, happy to be greeted by Echo.
>She gives you a big hug and asks how your day was.
"It was, um, fine."
>She seems puzzled.
>"Where are your groceries?"
"Oh, I didn't get groceries."
>She seems a little downcast.
>"Oh. Then what did you get?"
>You reach into the bag and take out the brown box.
"Here you go."
>She takes the box out of your hands.
>Opening it, she gasps and smiles.
>"Oh Anon, you didn't have to get me a bunny!"
>She pulls out the bunny and scratches it's ear.
>It's eyes flash red and it hisses, but soon it starts rubbing up against Echo.
>Is it...purring?
>Wow. 
>What happened to the flesh eating bunny you saw earlier?
>Whatever.
"That's not all!"
>You reach into the bag and grab the cake.
>She gasps again and squees in joy.
>"NO WAY! YOU DIDN'T!"
>You smile and chuckle.
"Yup. I did."
>She gets even more excited.
>"Is this the real thing!?"
>You nod for confirmation.
>She's practically bouncing off the walls.
>"BUT HOW!? It went off the menu a while ago!"
>You rub the back of your head.
"We had to pull a few strings, yeah, but you're worth it."
>Echo blushes and bites a piece off.
>Her eyes roll up into the back of her head and she melts with happiness.
>"It tastes better than I remember!"
>She flies into your arms and gives you a tight hug.
>"Thank you so much Anon, I don't know what I did to find someone as nice and great as you, but I'm glad I did!"
>You return her hug and whisper into her ear.
"It doesn't stop there."
>You see her rear back in curiosity as you pull out your last gift.
>Handing it to her, she looks at it, hesitant.
>You nod and encourage her.
>"Go ahead!"
>She slowly opens the lid of the box, and her eyes go wide.
>She begins to cry as she takes out the necklace from the box.
>"A-Anon...it's...it's beautiful."
>You take the necklace and fasten it around her neck.
"It's too bad it's not even half as beautiful as you are. Then we would have a piece of jewelry that Celestia herself would be envious of."
>She cries even more as she holds the gem that's now secured around her neck.
>"Anon...this emblem...it means it must've came from Hollow Shades...did it?"
>She looks at you with watery eyes.
>You give a reassuring nod.
>Crying her eyes out, she dives into your arms once more, except she's planting kisses all around your neck.
>"THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!"
>You can't help but smile at her jubilant mood.
>"This must have cost a fortune! It can be considered a rare artifact! How did you-"
"You can't put a price on your happiness, Echo."
>You point at her.
"That smile that's on your face right now...that alone makes it worth every bit."
>She smiles and hugs you even tighter.
>"I'll cherish it always."
>You see her fly towards the refrigerator and put the cake in it.
>She gives the bunny a carrot.
'>She's already named him "Lucky".
>You yawn.
"Well today sure was tiring, I think I'm gonna hit the hay."
>Going towards the bed, you crawl in, and pull up the covers.
"Goodnight, Echo."
>You're startled as she climbs in with you.
>"I think I can sleep a little longer."
>She takes off her necklace and places it on the nightstand.
>"Thank you so much Anon. I love you so much. Truly."
>She snuggles even closer towards you and buries her face in your chest.
>"I love you..."
>You smile as you wrap your arms around her, happy to be deserving of those three words.
"I love you too, Echo."
>Wrapped in each other's arms, you both head towards the blissful realm of sleep.