“So the teenagers cling to each other as Jason bursts through the door brandishing his machete.”
>The color drained from Fluttershy’s face and Rainbow Dash, the mare that proclaimed that she wasn’t scared of anything, ducked under the pillow she was holding to her chest earlier.
>You might have been an grown man, but you said screw it when the six invited you to a sleepover.
>The ulterior motive behind the invitation was apparent to you however.
>These girls were thirsty for a stallion of any kind.
>And due the lack of any viable options in the town of Ponyville, they decided you were a suitable alternative.
>”T-that wasn’t scary a-at all.”
>Twilight tried her very best to put on a brave face. 
>Applejack betraying her truthful nature nodded vigorously in agreement, albeit her eyes kept shifting to the door of the room.
>”Cadence used to tell me scarier stories when I was a filly.”
>Puffing up and sticking out her chest tuft in a show of courage, Twilight attempted to stare you down now.
>But her very body betrayed her. Her wings were twitching and you could notice her ears turning every which way.
“Hmm, that might have been a little on the coltish side as far as stories go.”
>Sorry Luna, you’re going to have a busy night.
“How about I tell you about the nightmare on elm street? That one makes even poor stallions like myself scared.”