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Mute Anon: chapter 3

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>The p0nies obviously notice your anxiety at the revelation that you qualify as an endangered species (and a valuable one at that).
>”Oh don’t worry Anon; I would never give you away to a collector! I love all my animals!” Fluttershy squeals, gently laying a hoof on your hand.
>Animal… never mind, now isn’t the time.
>You shift away from Fluttershy, to the furthest corner of the couch, glaring at her.
>”It’s true Anon, she would never do something like that. She is the element of kindness, after all.” Twilight urges.
>You cock your head sideways at her. Element of what now?
>”Twilight, Anon here wouldn’t know what the elements are” Fluttershy says quietly, her eyes fixated on yours.
>”Ah, of course. Let me explain them briefly.”
>Briefly, huh…
>Twilight spent the next half hour explaining in probably unnecessary detail as to what the “Elements of Harmony” were. She herself represented magic, a rather vague concept you thought, and Fluttershy was apparently the embodiment of kindness, and first demonstrated that by removing a thorn from the paw of a manticore, a creature fitting the description of the one that attacked you yesterday. Fluttershy seemed like quite the timid one, (which came first? The name or the personality?), and you would never have supposed she had the courage to face a beast like that.
>It certainly put her in a different light, that’s for sure. At least your fears had been quelled, given Twilight’s testimony and conviction. Sounds like you couldn’t have asked for a better p0ny to take care… to stay with.
>As for her other friends…
>Rainbow Dash, your third savoir and whom you had already met in an awkward fashion earlier represented Loyalty, apparently after rejecting an offer for joining the "Shadowbolts", who you supposed to be an athletics team of some sort. She rejected the offer and stayed with her friends, which seemed to be conclusive evidence of said loyalty.
>Twilight also spoke of 3 others: Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie, who represented Honesty, Generosity and Laughter respectively. When Twilight offered to elaborate on them, you shook your head to say no. You already had enough on your metaphorical plate, no need to complicate matters further by learning about those who you did not wish to meet.
>”Well then, that pretty much sums up the role of the elements of harmony. Did I help at all?”
>You nod, before taking rise. You approach Twilight and bend down onto one knee, giving her a stiff hug as a way of thanks. Even when on one knee, you matched their height, and when you stood at your fullest you easily towered over them, perhaps even reaching twice their height.
>”Well, I’ll send a letter to Princess Celestia now. She’ll know how to help you out, don’t worry. Oh, and take this!” An aura surrounds the alphabet scroll and it floats over to you. You take it and fold it up, stuffing it into your back pocket.
>You ruffle the unicorns mane, inciting a warm smile from her, before marching out the doorway, conscious of stooping down to avoid traumatic head injuries.
>”Well, I’m happy to see you still trust me” Fluttershy says gently, beaming up at you.
>Jesus Christ on a wafer thin cracker that grin… you’d have to go back to the hospital now, because you’re pretty sure your heart exploded.
>”Would you rather go to my cottage, and get something to eat, or would you rather meet the rest of my friends?” she asks tentatively.
>Your stomach voices it’s opinion on the matter rather vocally, and Fluttershy giggles. “Oh my, you are a hungry one, aren’t you? Let’s get you on home then” she coos, trotting in front of you.
>You follow her through the streets of “P0nyville”, past its outskirts and along a trail out towards a forest, which you guessed to be the Everfree forest in which you almost died.
>The two of you approach a small cottage near the forest edge, which you guess to be Fluttershy’s abode. You’d rather not reside near the place where you were attacked, but you didn’t exactly have a choice. At least this would be a short stay… hopefully.
>When you both reach the front door, it appears to open magically. Huh, it must be neat living in a world of magic.
>”Wait!” Fluttershy cries. You hesitate, your foot hovering in the air, wondering what in the world got Fluttershy so upset.
>You glance down and see a small rabbit, glaring up at you, tapping a foot impatiently.
>Well.
>You sure didn’t expect that.
>You bring your foot back from its precarious position and sidestep the rabbit, who stares daggers at you.
>”Now Angel, let’s not be rude to our guest.”
>Angel huffs, before stomping off to lord knows where. Angel, eh. Not the name you would have chosen. “Little Bastard” had a better ring to it, in your opinion.
>”Don’t worry about him, he may seem cold, but he’s nice at heart.” Her reassurance is accompanied by a resounding crash from the room Angel entered.
>”He does have the most terrible tantrums though… he never likes it when I bring somep0ny back here…” Fluttershy sighs.
>Oh dear.
>You follow the noise to it’s source, and find Angel in a kitchen of sorts, chucking food and utensils about.
>Fluttershy flitters over and bends down to Angel. “Please Angel; Anon here needs to stay with us. You’ll still be my baby, don’t you worry about that.”
>Angel looks up at her, before shaking his head violently. Fluttershy deflates noticeably, her cheeriness gone thanks to this little wank stain.
>You grab Angel by the scruff of his neck, as he squeaks in surprise and fear.
>You hold him to your eye level, giving him the best penance stare you could muster. For added effect, you decide to bear your teeth a bit, a sick sense of satisfaction arising within you as you note the fear in his face.
>When you feel he’s had enough, you set him back on the ground and he skitters out the door. Fluttershy moves as if to chase him, but them sighs. “He’ll come back. I just hope he’s not angry at me…”
>Wait, so this p0ny faced down a bloody manticore, and is afraid of a tiny little rabbit?
>Whatever…
>”Now, I’m sure you’re a hungry little fellow, aren’t you?”
>You nod, and Fluttershy goes to work making a sandwich as you clear the floor of Angel’s mess.
>If you were going to stay here, you’d damn well help around.
>After a few minutes (how did Fluttershy make a sandwich with hooves?), you are handed a plate adorned with the most delicious looking sandwich you’d ever seen.
>Without checking its contents, you take a huge bite.
>…
>My God, this is amazing!
>How did Fluttershy make a simple tomato and lettuce sandwich taste so divine? You’d never been a big fan of vegetables, but this was heavenly.
>Maybe it was hunger simulating the orgasmic sensations in your mouth, but you weren’t complaining if that was the case.
>You devour the snack ravenously, oblivious to the world around you. It is only after you swallow the last bite that you notice Fluttershy giving you an odd look.
>You raise an eyebrow sheepishly and she giggles. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just wish Angel appreciated food as much as you did.”
>You sigh contentedly, suddenly drowsy. Redheart's advice comes back to you, recommending you get plenty of rest., and Fluttershy notices your sudden fatigue.
>”Oh, follow me!” You are lead out to a couch onto which you collapse, sleep already beginning to take a hold on you. You vaguely hear Fluttershy say something, but it’s too late, you’re already gone…
>You feel something warm and sticky on your face, stirring you into the realm of the living.
>What the… why is there…
>You open your eyes and scream silently as the manticore stares down at you, sitting on its haunches.
>JESUS FUCK OH GOD HELP ME ITS HERE TO FINISH ME OFF OH LAWDY DAMMIT FLUTTERSHY-
>”Oh, you’re awake!” says Fluttershy cheerily, trotting over to where you are. You gape at her, quaking slightly as you mentally prepare yourself for being eaten alive.
>”Well, you’re probably wondering why I brought Leo here to you. Truth is, he’s terribly sorry, and he wants to apologise. Isn’t that right, Leo?”
>The manticore… Leo nods, and extends a massive paw to you, as if to shake on it.
>Nope.
>You stumble to your feet and flee for the door, but your body decides now would be a good time to faint.
>As you hit the floor, you see Angel taunting you, clearly enjoying the moment before him.
>Cheeky little shit…

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>The p0nies obviously notice your anxiety at the revelation that you qualify as an endangered species (and a valuable one at that).
>”Oh don’t worry Anon; I would never give you away to a collector! I love all my animals!” Fluttershy squeals, gently laying a hoof on your hand.
>Animal… never mind, now isn’t the time.
>You shift away from Fluttershy, to the furthest corner of the couch, glaring at her. 
>”It’s true Anon, she would never do something like that. She is the element of kindness, after all.” Twilight urges.
>You cock your head sideways at her. Element of what now?
>”Twilight, Anon here wouldn’t know what the elements are” Fluttershy says quietly, her eyes fixated on yours. 
>”Ah, of course. Let me explain them briefly.”
>Briefly, huh…
>Twilight spent the next half hour explaining in probably unnecessary detail as to what the “Elements of Harmony” were. She herself represented magic, a rather vague concept you thought, and Fluttershy was apparently the embodiment of kindness, and first demonstrated that by removing a thorn from the paw of a manticore, a creature fitting the description of the one that attacked you yesterday. Fluttershy seemed like quite the timid one, (which came first? The name or the personality?), and you would never have supposed she had the courage to face a beast like that.
>It certainly put her in a different light, that’s for sure. At least your fears had been quelled, given Twilight’s testimony and conviction. Sounds like you couldn’t have asked for a better p0ny to take care… to stay with.
>As for her other friends…
>Rainbow Dash, your third savoir and whom you had already met in an awkward fashion earlier represented Loyalty, apparently after rejecting an offer for joining the "Shadowbolts", who you supposed to be an athletics team of some sort. She rejected the offer and stayed with her friends, which seemed to be conclusive evidence of said loyalty.
>Twilight also spoke of 3 others: Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie, who represented Honesty, Generosity and Laughter respectively. When Twilight offered to elaborate on them, you shook your head to say no. You already had enough on your metaphorical plate, no need to complicate matters further by learning about those who you did not wish to meet. 
>”Well then, that pretty much sums up the role of the elements of harmony. Did I help at all?”
>You nod, before taking rise. You approach Twilight and bend down onto one knee, giving her a stiff hug as a way of thanks. Even when on one knee, you matched their height, and when you stood at your fullest you easily towered over them, perhaps even reaching twice their height. 
>”Well, I’ll send a letter to Princess Celestia now. She’ll know how to help you out, don’t worry. Oh, and take this!” An aura surrounds the alphabet scroll and it floats over to you. You take it and fold it up, stuffing it into your back pocket. 
>You ruffle the unicorns mane, inciting a warm smile from her, before marching out the doorway, conscious of stooping down to avoid traumatic head injuries. 
>”Well, I’m happy to see you still trust me” Fluttershy says gently, beaming up at you. 
>Jesus Christ on a wafer thin cracker that grin… you’d have to go back to the hospital now, because you’re pretty sure your heart exploded.
>”Would you rather go to my cottage, and get something to eat, or would you rather meet the rest of my friends?” she asks tentatively. 
>Your stomach voices it’s opinion on the matter rather vocally, and Fluttershy giggles. “Oh my, you are a hungry one, aren’t you? Let’s get you on home then” she coos, trotting in front of you. 
>You follow her through the streets of “P0nyville”, past its outskirts and along a trail out towards a forest, which you guessed to be the Everfree forest in which you almost died. 
>The two of you approach a small cottage near the forest edge, which you guess to be Fluttershy’s abode. You’d rather not reside near the place where you were attacked, but you didn’t exactly have a choice.  At least this would be a short stay… hopefully. 
>When you both reach the front door, it appears to open magically. Huh, it must be neat living in a world of magic.
>”Wait!” Fluttershy cries. You hesitate, your foot hovering in the air, wondering what in the world got Fluttershy so upset. 
>You glance down and see a small rabbit, glaring up at you, tapping a foot impatiently.
>Well.
>You sure didn’t expect that.
>You bring your foot back from its precarious position and sidestep the rabbit, who stares daggers at you. 
>”Now Angel, let’s not be rude to our guest.”
>Angel huffs, before stomping off to lord knows where. Angel, eh. Not the name you would have chosen. “Little Bastard” had a better ring to it, in your opinion. 
>”Don’t worry about him, he may seem cold, but he’s nice at heart.” Her reassurance is accompanied by a resounding crash from the room Angel entered. 
>”He does have the most terrible tantrums though… he never likes it when I bring somep0ny back here…” Fluttershy sighs.
>Oh dear.
 >You follow the noise to it’s source, and find Angel in a kitchen of sorts, chucking food and utensils about. 
>Fluttershy flitters over and bends down to Angel. “Please Angel; Anon here needs to stay with us. You’ll still be my baby, don’t you worry about that.” 
>Angel looks up at her, before shaking his head violently. Fluttershy deflates noticeably, her cheeriness gone thanks to this little wank stain. 
>You grab Angel by the scruff of his neck, as he squeaks in surprise and fear. 
>You hold him to your eye level, giving him the best penance stare you could muster. For added effect, you decide to bear your teeth a bit, a sick sense of satisfaction arising within you as you note the fear in his face. 
>When you feel he’s had enough, you set him back on the ground and he skitters out the door. Fluttershy moves as if to chase him, but them sighs. “He’ll come back. I just hope he’s not angry at me…”
>Wait, so this p0ny faced down a bloody manticore, and is afraid of a tiny little rabbit?
>Whatever…
>”Now, I’m sure you’re a hungry little fellow, aren’t you?”
>You nod, and Fluttershy goes to work making a sandwich as you clear the floor of Angel’s mess. 
>If you were going to stay here, you’d damn well help around.
>After a few minutes (how did Fluttershy make a sandwich with hooves?), you are handed a plate adorned with the most delicious looking sandwich you’d ever seen. 
>Without checking its contents, you take a huge bite.
>…
>My God, this is amazing!
>How did Fluttershy make a simple tomato and lettuce sandwich taste so divine? You’d never been a big fan of vegetables, but this was heavenly.
>Maybe it was hunger simulating the orgasmic sensations in your mouth, but you weren’t complaining if that was the case. 
>You devour the snack ravenously, oblivious to the world around you. It is only after you swallow the last bite that you notice Fluttershy giving you an odd look.
>You raise an eyebrow sheepishly and she giggles. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just wish Angel appreciated food as much as you did.”
>You sigh contentedly, suddenly drowsy. Redheart's advice comes back to you, recommending you get plenty of rest., and Fluttershy notices your sudden fatigue.
>”Oh, follow me!” You are lead out to a couch onto which you collapse, sleep already beginning to take a hold on you. You vaguely hear Fluttershy say something, but it’s too late, you’re already gone…

>You feel something warm and sticky on your face, stirring you into the realm of the living. 
>What the… why is there…
>You open your eyes and scream silently as the manticore stares down at you, sitting on its haunches.
>JESUS FUCK OH GOD HELP ME ITS HERE TO FINISH ME OFF OH LAWDY DAMMIT FLUTTERSHY-
>”Oh, you’re awake!” says Fluttershy cheerily, trotting over to where you are. You gape at her, quaking slightly as you mentally prepare yourself for being eaten alive. 
>”Well, you’re probably wondering why I brought Leo here to you. Truth is, he’s terribly sorry, and he wants to apologise. Isn’t that right, Leo?”
>The manticore… Leo nods, and extends a massive paw to you, as if to shake on it.
>Nope.
>You stumble to your feet and flee for the door, but your body decides now would be a good time to faint. 
>As you hit the floor, you see Angel taunting you, clearly enjoying the moment before him.
>Cheeky little shit…

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