I-..I'm the Bad Guy?

>Regular morning in Equestria

>Surprisingly no random attacks from Applerape or Fluttercock

>Walk into Sugarcube Corner as it's opening

>Immediately greeted by Mr. Cake

>"Hello, Anon. Can I getcha something?"

"Sure. I'll take a carrot smoothie."

>Mr. Cake turns around, mixes the concoction and sets it on the bar

>Take out a couple of bits as payment

>Mr. Cake waves a hoof. "On the house. You're the first in today."

"Hey thanks, Mr. Cake."

>Go in for a brohoof

>Mr. Cake is confused

>Explain the concept of a brohoof

>He returns it, now fully aware of brokind

>The bro council is smiling down upon you

>Back to this shit

>Slurpin' on that sweet carrot smoothie

>This shit has a small hint of carrot taste in it

>It's pretty damn good

>You hear hooves trotting downstairs

>It's Pinkie Pie

>She waves a hoof

>"Hiya, Anon! What's up?"

>She sits next to you

"Not much, Pinkie."

>"Oh is that a carrot smoothie? Can I have a taste?"

>She says this as she plops a straw into the glass

>She comically slurps down the rest of it in one gulp

>"Hehe, sorry."

>She wipes her mouth and smiles nervously.

>Mr. Cake brings you another

"Thanks"

>"So watcha got planned for today?"

"Other than guarding this smoothie with my life? Nothing."

>"Aww. Sounds boring. Hey, I've got an idea. You should come and help me with a new project upstairs!"

>Honestly this sounds like fun

>Why not?

>Pinkie hasn't tried rape...yet

"Alright, just let me finish this smoothie."

>"Great!"

>She bounces upstairs

>Finish the smoothie

>Leave two bits as a tip

>Hurry upstairs

>Open the door to Pinkie's residence

"Hey Pinkie, I'm here."

>"Oh great! You're just in time! I can't seem to figure out what this piece of cloth smells like. It's driving me nuts! Can you help?"

>Figure it's Pinkie being Pinkie. Just nod

>She holds pretty close to your nose

>It's a sickly sweet smell

>Oh shit it's chloro-

Darkness

>Wake up some time later

>Vision's kinda blurry

>As far as you can tell you're still in Pinkie's place

>Suddenly two familiar figures come in through the door

>Vision clears

>Well shit. It's Flutterdick and Applefuck

>Try to move

>Strapped by the arms to a table

>Double shit

>"Alright, Anon. Ahm gettin' mighty tired of you always avoidin' me and Fluttershy here."

>Fluttershy nods, somewhat hidden behind Applejack

"Well it'd be easier to hang if you didn't try to RAPE ME ALL THE DAMN TIME!"

>Pinkie out of nowhere

"Pinkie! What the hell, man?"

>"Sorry, Anon. They said they wouldn't come to Gummy's birthday party if I didn't do it!"

>You heartless ponies

>"Well now we're gonna git right to it so nothin' gets in the way, y'hear?"

>Triple shit.

>No formalities

>Where the fuck's your bro?

>Applejack's closing in quicker than usual

>And she's on top of the table above you quicker than that

>"Now don't you try any funny business, got that Anon?"

"Dammit Applejack, what the fuck?!"

>She seems surprised

"Why me? What's your fuckin' deal with me?"

>Now she looks really surprised

"You try to fuck me every goddamned day. and I have to put up with your shit. It's always 'Ahm-a-gonna rape you' one day or 'Yer gettin' what's comin' to ya' the next! And you have the nerve, the fucking nerve, to tell me that you're TIRED of not getting to rape me? How the fuck do you think I feel about being tailed by Flutterbitch over there nonstop? Huh? How about when I always wake up with a headache after meeting you because your ass KNOCKS ME OUT?!"

>She looks as though she's on the verge of tears

>Fluttershy left crying at the mention of 'Flutterbitch'

>You feel a drop hit your cheek

>Applejack's crying

>She jumps off the table and runs out the door sobbing

>Pinkie releases your arms

"Shit. If it was that easy I would've told her off a long time ago."

>Look over to Pinkie Pie

>She's tearing up a bit too

"Pinkie..what's-"

>She points a hoof to the door as she's sniffling

>You get the message

>Leave Sugarcube Corner and head home

>Today's events play out in your head

>Feel kinda...bad

 

>The image of Applejack tearing up won't leave your head

>The feeling of her tear hitting your cheek

>That feel

>The sun's going down

>Don't even notice

>The sound of flapping wings can be heard

>Don't really care right now

>Suddenly tackled onto your back

>Rainbro's on your chest glaring at you

>"Dude, what's the deal? I've been lookin' for you all day!"

>Not so enthusiastic reply

"Hey Rainbow..."

>"Anon, what's up? You seem really down."

>She gets off your chest

>Get up and dust off

"Applejack and Fluttershy-"

>"You mean Applerape and Fetish-shy, haha."

>Her attempt at cheering you up fails

"Yeah...them. They tried raping me through Pinkie today."

>"Oh man, no wonder I couldn't find you! They didn't get to you...did they?"

"That's the thing, Dash. I had enough. They made me lose all trust in Pinkie and ruined a perfectly good day. Needless to say I was pissed."

>The sunset is nearly gone

>Start walking home, Rainbow following

>"So what happened?"

"I pretty much told them off. I think I went too far though. Fluttershy ran out crying, and soon after Applejack did the same. Pinkie was on the verge of breaking down before I left."

>"Whoah...you made Applejack cry? How'd you manage that?"

>You explain the gist of the angry rant you went on

>"Well it's true."

"Yeah but that doesn't make it any less hurtful."

 

>"Well what can ya do about it?"

"I don't know but I feel like shit. I'll catch ya later Dash. I need to clear my head."

>You can tell she's miffed you're ditching her

>Walk home. Door's wide open

>Looks like someone broke in

>Suspect the worst

>Walk in, ninja as fuck

>Check everywhere. Cupboards, cabinets, couch cushions, bedroom.

>There's a note on your desk below the window

>It reads, "We'll be doing the avoiding from now on for ya. -AJ -FS"

>They both initialed it

>Somehow that makes you feel all the more worse

>Go downstairs, close door

>Fuck throwing the locks on, it doesn't matter anymore

>Really need something to take your mind off this shit

>Mind wanders to...the stash

>Reach behind the TV and untie the sack hanging off of its cord

>Open the bag and smell the sweet scent of green

>You were amazed to find this plant around here. It was just there growing with a few other plants of its kind next to the river

>The buds were also incredibly easy to harvest

>Luckily small rectangular pieces of a ripped journal is all you need to begin

>Roll a fatty

>You don't know how your bro would react to this

>Much less the rest of Ponyville

>They'd probably go crazy over it and be fucked up all day every day

>No, it's probably better to keep it to yourself

>Don't wanna throw Equestria outta whack

>Light up with a lit candle

>Sleep finds you easy tonight

 

>Next day

>Place smells fucking dank

>Get up from couch, put away the 'green sack'

>Expect a knock on the door any minute

"Oh...wait..."

>Yesterday's events come back to mind

>Not even out the door and the day's already fucking ruined

>Might as well get out there and do something

>Run upstairs

>Get clean, get dressed, get downstairs

>Knock knock

>Fluttershy?

>Open door in anticipation

>Rainbow, smiling and waving a hoof

"Oh. Hey bro"

>"Dude, you still look like shit and...what's that smell?"

>Dismiss the dank scent

"It's nothing. Feel like-"

>About to suggest Sugarcube Corner

>Don't feel like you can face Pinkie after yesterday

>"Feel like what?"

"Nothing, forget it. Whaddya say to chilling in the park today?"

>"Fine with me. Let's go."

 

>Walking to the park

>Still trying to forget yesterday

>Mind wandering

>Sit in a shady spot under a tree and watch your bro preform some new tricks of hers

>Look around in anticipation

>No orange mare or yellow wings popping out of bushes

>Strange mixture of relief and guilt washes over you

>Suddenly the tree you're leaning against shakes viciously

>An apple falls on your head

>Feel like Issac fucking Newton

>Turn around expecting Applejack

>It's...the Cutie Mark Crusaders

>"Hi, Anon!" Sweetie Belle's voice breaks on the 'hi'. It's d'aww worthy

>"What's up! Oh cool! Dash has new tricks!" Scootaloo is absorbed in the aerial display

>Applebloom doesn't say a thing

>Sweetie Belle looks at the apple in your hand. "Hey, we did it girls! We bucked the apple!"

>Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle cheer. Applebloom stays silent

>You hand off the apple to Sweetie Belle. Her and Scootaloo begin to walk off. Applebloom stays behind

>It's silent for a moment or two. You can tell she wants to say something

>"Anon...what didja do ta Applejack?"

>You turn to face Applebloom

>"She's been lookin' mighty sad since yesterday. Ta-day she barely said a thing to any of us. I asked what was wrong, but all she told me was, 'Ask Anon'."

>Speechless. Almost tearing up from hearing Applebloom worry endlessly about her big sister

>She looks as though she's about to cry

"Applebloom...I'm sorry if-"

>"Don't be sorry to me. I'm not the one you should be tellin' that to."

>She runs off

>Your chest hurts

 

>You just made a filly cry

>Your molecules must have arranged themselves

>At least you think they have because you feel like complete and total shit

>All hopes of this turning out to be a good day ran off with Applebloom

>Home sounds like a good idea right about now

>Briefly snap back to reality

>Rainbow isn't anywhere around

>She must've left when she noticed you weren't paying attention

>Scratch that. NOW you feel like complete and total shit

>Too busy feeling like shit to even pay attention to your bro

>Makes going home easier at this point

>Get up. Slowly walk home

>The sun's already gone down

>Standing on your doorstep in front of the door

>Just standing there

>The image of Applejack's teary-eyed face...the sound of Fluttershy's sobbing...

>All of this floods your mind instantly

>You kick the door

>Again

>Again

>Again with more ferocity

>Taking out all of your anger on the door

>Punching and kicking the shit out of it

>Step back and charge the fucker, knocking it off of its hinges and landing on your floor

"GODDAMMIT"

>Stay grounded on the door

>Why am I the bad guy?

>I told it like it was

>I'm tired of all the rape attempts

>I just wanted that shit to stop

>Fuck what is there to do...

>Get up

>Fix the door hinges with equipment you bought just for the constant bucking down of the damn thing

>Sit on the couch

>Grab the supplies

>Roll another fatty

>Light it up

>Sleep wasn't all that pleasant. Neither were the dreams.

 

>Next morning

>Wake up on the couch...again

>Groggy as hell

>Can't even go up to your room

>That damn note's still there

>And you don't even want to be in the same room as it, let alone touch it

>There's a knock at the door

>You lack the will to get up and answer it

>It could be Applejack

>Knock knock

>It could be Fluttershy

>Knock knock knock

>It doesn't matter at this point

>The knocking subsides

>A letter falls through the mail slot

>What was the incessant knocking for?

>Derpy probably just wanted to see you today

>Sigh and roll over on the couch

>Pass out for a few minutes

"Ugh...I suppose I should check the letter"

>Finally get your ass up and pick up the letter

>'Anon' is quilled neatly on the front while the back sports a diamond stamp reminiscent to Rarity's cutie mark

>It's more than likely from her

>Open and read its contents

>"Dearest Anon, Recently I've heard that you've been feeling quite down lately. If you would be so kind as to accompany me for dinner tonight I could help your situation. Yours Truly, Rarity."

>It may be a trap

>All your fucks went up in smoke last night

>Might as well since your bro is probably still pissed from yesterday

>Knock out on the couch until evening

>Not a single knock on your door all day

 

>It's dark

>Even with the moon shining it's still pretty damn dark

>It makes Ponyville look grey and colorless

>Trudge along to Rarity's place

>Knock on the door

>Almost immediately Rarity opens it and invites you inside

>She's wearing an elaborate dress. You notice a zipper down the front of it

>There's a candlelight dinner in the center of the boutique

>Yep, Admiral Ackbar's jimmies would be rustled at this point

>Walk in

>Rarity invites you to sit in a large armchair

>It's obviously a trap

>Remember. Fucks. Up in smoke. Deal with it

>Sit in the chair and get comfy

>No trap yet

>Rarity sits across from you eying your slouched figure

>"So darling, I heard you had some choice words with two certain ponies a few days ago..."

>Not even paying attention

>You rest your arms on the chair and sit back

>The comfort doesn't ease your mind, or the pain in your chest

>Rarity slips a hoof under the table and hits a switch

>Wrist and ankle bindings come out of the chair trapping you

>Not. One. Fuck.

>Rarity levitates the table, the only object keeping you two separated, out of the way

>"Now, darling. We need to have a little talk on discipline towards ladies."

>She says as she walks towards you

>Her horn glows and her zipper slowly moves downward

>You sigh

>Another rape attempt

>A last minute half-hearted search for fucks takes place within your mind

>The search only confirms what you already know. There are none

>No struggling

>No curses

>Just acceptance of what's about to happen

 

>Rarity's got her dress off

>She's sniffing your crotch

>Taking in your scent

>It doesn't matter

>Let her fucking have it

>Let her win

>Let them all win

 

BUCK

>What the fuck's that?

BUCK

>No fucking way

BUCK

>I can't believe it

CRASH

 

>Rarity turns around only to be greeted by two figures in the doorway

>She gasps

>"Ah think you should let 'im go, Rarity."

>The other figure just nods

>That voice

>Saying to...let you go?

>The figures come forward, confirming the strangeness occurring at this moment

>Applefu-...Applejack and Fluttershy

>"Applejack? What are you doing here? I'm supposed to be teaching Anon a lesson in respect!"

>"By holdin' 'im down n' buckin' 'im 'til yer brain stops? Sorry Rarity, but just let 'im go will ya?"

>Rarity is surprised, but listens to the request

>She moves to the back of the chair

>You hear a switch and the bindings are released instantaneously

>The chair then leans forward as to drop you out of the seat

>On your knees

>Look up to see Applejack and Fluttershy looking down at you. Fluttershy isn't hiding behind Applejack

 

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>It's silent

>As you blankly stare at the two ponies

>They do the same

>Nop0ny says a thing

>Both parties searching for words

>Both not knowing what to break the silence with

>Both...wanting closure

>The night air fills the room

>It's strange

>The two last ponies in Equestria you would expect to come to your aid

>And yet...

>Here they are

>Nothing else exists

>Only the two ponies and you

>As you search their faces...

>The images of Fluttershy running away sobbing

>Applejack shedding tears above you

>All of this floods your mind at once

>A feeling of guilt washes over you

 

"I'm so-"

>"We're so-"

 

>As you begin an apology, it sounds as if they begin one in unison

>You continue to stare at each other for a few seconds

>You quickly move up and embrace them both from their necks with each arm, bringing them close

>Tears flowing from your eyes

>"Anon, we're sorry we made ya feel so gosh darned awful. We-...I was just ticked off ya spat out tha truth."

>You can feel Fluttershy nod

"Guys...it's alright. I hate all the rape attempts...I hate all of the sex-driven lust...I hate all of that."

"But...I couldn't ever hate you. Even after all of that you're still my friends."

>As the three of you embrace the cool night air seemed to subside

>In the moment, Rarity comes forward with tears in her eyes and joins the hug

>You're not sure if the rape attempts will stop, but one thing is certain.

>You've got your friends back

END