CYOA Badluck Femanon Ch 20

Chapter 20

 

>"That's just how I feel about it though. Anon? What do you think?"

>You blink.

>You take a bite of your food.

>Which surprisingly tastes a lot like cereal.

>”Anon?”

>You feel like you've heard this conversation before.

>Twilight asking you questions.

>You having absolutely no idea what she’s referring to.

>She tells you her opinion.

>And then she asks you what you think.

>As nice as the girl is, she doesn’t seem to understand.

>You don’t really give a fuck.

“Yeah... I completely agree with you Twilight.”

>”Really?”

>Before she could anything else, something strikes the back of your head.

>Ow.

>You look and see a bouncy ball fall to the floor.

>”Sorry, my bad Anon.”

>It’s Pinkie.

>She’s doing something with a weird contraption.

>All the while, Rainbow and Fluttershy are setting up decorations.

>They hang a sign above the door reading “One Cheerful Year”.

“Guys, you don’t have to throw a party for me.”

>”Why not?”

>”Do you have something against parties?”

>It’s been a full year since you became stranded in this place.

“No... it’s not that.”

>Your sanity is practically gone at this point.

>Talking ponies.

>Magic and unicorns?

>”Anon, it’s just a little party. Nothing too big.”

>Spike says, accidentally popping a confetti can.

>He slides next to you and whispers in your ear.

>”Trust me, you do not want to upset Pinkie Pie.”

“Why not?”

>”Just... don’t.”

>You raise an eyebrow.

>Fine.

>You won’t be a buzzkill and hurt anyone’s feelings.

>But that doesn’t mean you have to be here while they set up for your party.

>Another rubber ball hits you in the back.

>What the fuck is Pinkie doing with those?

>”Twilight? Can you run down to Sugarcube Corner? I think the Cakes’ have Anon’s triple decker ready.”

>You blink.

>Triple decker?

>Of cake?

>”Sure thing.”

“Uh... I’ll come with you.”

>"I can carry the cake myself Anon... I have magic?"

"I can get it."

>She rolls her eyes.

>"You can tag along but I'll carry it. Pinkie Pie put in a special surprise order with the Cakes. No looking or touching, not until the party."

>You sigh.

"Fine."

>You walk down the road alongside Twilight.

>She's looking at you.

>Particularly at your legs.

>Your feet are dragging.

>Her stare is making you uncomfortable.

"Is there something wrong?"

>"No."

>You roll your eyes.

>Apparently manners weren't universal.

>Whatever.

>Not that it matters.

>"Is something wrong with you? You don't look very happy."

>You shrug.

>There's a lot of things wrong with you.

>You've been in Equestria for a year.

>A few months ago, you just about gave up believing this was some terrible hallucination.

>Being stuck in coma was the next likely alternative.

>But, you don't like the idea of being in a coma.

>"Watch out!"

>Twilight grabs the back of your shirt and pulls you back

>A cart full of crates passes by.

>"My cart!"

>A p0ny chases after it.

>Whoa.

>You were nearly steamrolled.

>You breathe a sigh of relief.

"... thanks Twilight."

>She nods.

>A look of concern rests on her face.

>"Anon, are you alright?"

 

"I'm fine... let's just keep going before something else nearly kills me."

>"You know, you could open up to me once in a while."

>Twilight shakes her head and walks over to the cake shop.

>She holds the door open for you.

>The smells of baked sweets hits your nostrils.

>It smells good.

>Your mouth is starting to water.

>"Anon! Twilight! Just in time."

>Mrs. Cake waves at you.

>"We're just adding a few finishing touches to the cake."

>"Stay put Anon, I'll be right back okay?"

>What are you, five years old?

>Twilight walks into the kitchen.

>Your eyes look at the display case and fall on a small cheesecake with chocolate dipped strawberries on top.

>That looks delicious.

>You fish around in your pocket for a walletpurse thingy.

>It's empty.

>Damn it.

>You really need to get a job.

>"Thank you very much for visiting. Do join us again!"

>"Will do Mrs. Cake."

>Twilight's levitating a box.

>She notices that you're drooling.

>"Come on."

>She drags you by your shirt.

>The two of you walk back to the library.

 

>You grumble.

>You really wanted some of that cheesecake.

"Do you know of any job openings?"

>"Job openings?"

"Yeah... maybe I could be an assistant at the library?"

>Twilight shakes her head.

>"That's Spike's job. And we have a junior assistant as well. Owlowiscious."

>You sigh.

>"Why? You know I'll pay for anything you need right?"

>She doesn't seem to get that you'd feel better paying for your own stuff.

>Even if you never had a job before.

>”If you need any money, just ask.”

>She says it like it’s no big thing.

>You want to tell her that on Earth, things were different.

>Money was a pretty big deal.

>But you decide against it.

>It’s just another thing you have to explain.

>And another thing she’ll point out as being counter-intuitive and whatnot.

>You reach the library without a hitch.

>”We’re almost ready.”

>The decorations look pretty nice.

>You jump as you hear a loud boom.

>Pinkie Pie has a cannon that shoots confetti.

>The fuck?

>”Hey, does anyp0ny know where Rarity is?”

>Rainbow asks.

>”She’s still back at the carousel. Said something about a big order, and she won’t be able to make it.”

>”Oh... okay. Guess she’ll be missing out.”

>At least cancellations are the same.

>Damn.

>You wanted to talk with Rarity too, see if you could get her to make you some more clothes.

>”Enough standin’ around. Let’s get this party started!”

>Applejack puts a record on the record player.

>Music starts playing.

>You look at the decorations again.

>Everyone put a lot of effort into them.

>You sigh.

>You might as well enjoy the party.

>The ponies around you start dancing.

>Pinkie grabs your arms and leads you around the room.

>You don’t really know how to dance.

>But it doesn’t stop you from grooving to the beat.

>And who cares, you’re in friendly company!

>”Anon!”

>Rainbow?

>She jerks her head towards Spike.

>What is she doing?

>The blue pony sneaks up behind an unsuspecting dragon.

>She has a confetti in her mouth.

>She’s not...

>She is!

>She looks at you expectantly.

>You smile.

>Sure, why not?

“Spike?”

>You call.

>He turns his head your way.

>Right in front of the can.

>Rainbow pulls the string, spraying party streamers all over his face.

>You and Rainbow laugh.

>Spike laughs.

>”Good one.”

>Some glitter gets in his nose.

>He stops.

>”Uhh...”

>The poor dragon sneezes.

>Fire blows from his snout.

>He sneezes a few more times.

>This time, near Pinkie’s cannon.

>The fire lights the fuse.

>Shit.

>That cannon is pointed at you.

>Shit!

 

>You duck for cover.

>At the same time Pinkie jumps at the cannon, pushing it away.

>It ends up pointing directly at you again.

>A ball of confetti smashes into your chest, sending you flying.

>You fall on a box and smash your head against the wall hard.

>"Anon, are you alright?"

>"AIEEEE! THE CAKE!"

>You see Pinkie faint.

>You black out quickly after.

 

>You feel something nudge your arm.

>You rub your eyes and look around.

“... what?”

>It’s gotta be fucking early.

>You feel like you just fell asleep.

>Your two favorite unspeaking bodyguards are standing by your bed.

>Great.

>What now?

>One of them motions for you to follow them.

>You groan and get up.

>They take you through the cave.

>The sound of your bare footsteps echo against the tunnel walls.

>You notice Mara is nowhere to be found.

>Knowing him, he’s probably stalking you in his invisible ghost form.

>Whatever.

“Where are you taking me?”

>The changeling looks at you.

>Shakes its head.

>And keeps walking.

>Fuck.

“... you two have names?”

>You don’t get a response.

>Of course.

 

“Do you mind if I give you names? Since we’ll be seeing each other a lot more often now?”

>They don’t respond.

>You feel like you’re talking to a wall.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes?”

>Still nothing.

>You roll your eyes.

>Know what?

>Fine.

>If they aren’t going to talk, you might as well have some fun with them.

>You examine the two changelings in front of you.

>One of them has a short, rounded tail, with a white spot.

>Like a deer.

“I’ll call you Bambi.”

>The other has a gnarled horn with so many holes that it looks like it could break.

“And you’re Nemo.”

>You giggle to yourself.

>The changelings freeze.

>They look at each other, then at you.

>And then they continue walking.

>You sigh.

“How long exactly is this cave?”

>You ask no one in particular.

>No one replies.

>”Is there maybe a larger cavern that has a hole in the ceiling? Some place where I could get some fresh air?”

>Silence.

>Why are you doing this again?

“Fuck... Bambi, Nemo. Stop for a minute.”

>The changelings stop.

>They turn and look at you expectantly.

>You blink.

>Were they listening to you?

“... do you understand what I’m saying?”

>One of them shrugs.

>The other nods.

>Oh.

>You suddenly feel guilty for making fun of them.

 

“...well, wasn’t expecting that. Carry on.”

>They nod.

>Bambi motions for you to follow him.

>Now that you know their somewhat sentient, you really should give them some better names.

>You come to a familiar opening.

>Not the surface.

>It’s the spring.

>You take a good look at it this time.

>Water seems to be trickling down from a crack near the ceiling.

>There’s a small waterfall on the far end.

>You stare.

>Damn.

>You know, this cave is actually quite beautiful.

>Too bad you’re being forced to live in it.

>Bambi gently nudges you towards the edge.

>You blink.

>Were you supposed to take a swim?

“You want me to-”

>Nemo nods.

“Oh...”

>You shrug.

>Alright then.

>You peer over the edge.

>If you remember correctly, the water was pretty deep.

>And both Bambi and Nemo have their eyes on you.

>One of the changelings quietly huffs and pushes you off the edge.

>You splash in the water below and start treading water.

“Hey!”

 

>You weren’t exactly the morning swimmer type.

“I could have drowned you know?”

>Not that it would have mattered, since they’ve saved you from drowning before.

>After treading water for a few minutes, you dunk your head underneath.

>The water is refreshingly cool.

>But not too cold.

>You do that a few more times, rubbing your hands through your hair.

>You feel a sharp pain in your leg.

>Shit.

>You spit out a few bubbles in panic.

>You clamp a hand to your mouth.

>Stay calm.

>Nemo and Bambi will get you.

>They did that last time.

>As you slowly start sinking, you feel water pushing against you.

>A current.

>It leads to a small circular opening in one of the rock faces.

>That looks like an opening.

>Is that an underwater passage?

>You hear two splashes above you.

>The changelings dive down and grab your arms.

>They drag you back up to the surface.

>You cough, taking in gulps of air.

“Thanks.”

>One of them hiss in your face.

“Sorry! I got a muscle cramp.”

>His eye twitches.

“Honest!”

>He splashes water in your face and climbs back up the cliff.

>The other stays with you, holding you up.

>You float on your back for a while.

>You forgot that you weren’t wearing any clothes.

>But your two friends don’t seem to care, so it’s not something you’re worried about.

>Or embarrassed by.

“... hey, do you guys have any soap?”