[Flutterrape]Winter Anon Part 4

>You wonder how Pinkie will react to your presence after these days.

>It is pitch black upstairs and you can hear something, but you don't know what.

>You switch on the light, and move closer to where you hear the sound.

>The door at the end of the hallway is slightly open, and you can hear the sound more clearly now. It's...crying?

>You open the door fully, to see Pinkie sobbing in the corner.

>She hasn't heard you yet.

>You move closer to her, still not making a sound.

>She suddenly looks behind and sees you.

>Upon laying eyes on you, she starts to blink rapidly and her mouth is gaping open.

>"Anon, what are you doing here?"

I just wanted to visit you, I haven't seen you for a few days.

>After hearing those words, her whole face might as well be one giant blob of tears.

>"*sniff*Y-you don't know, do you?"

Know what?

>She jumps at you and tightly embraces you in a hug, still crying her eyes out.

>"They*sniff*they want to..."

>She breaks the hug and looks down on the floor.

Who? Who wants to do what?

>"The girls. They want to *sniff*"

>You hand her a tissue.

>"Thanks."

>"They want to kill you!"

>What

>The

>Fuck

>"Well, I did tell you that it was a good idea to go with the Bitch."

And have to deal with horsefuckery? How about no?

>Thanks to your brain piping up again, you hadn't noticed your mouth gaping open and your eyes going wider than...well, a cartoon pony's.

What do you mean, Pinkie?

>"I told them that you just didn't want to be with her, but th-"

WHAT DID THEY DO?!

>"They lit your house on fire..."

 

>OHSHIT.jpg

>You run the fuck downstairs, you have to see this to make sure she's not lying.

>"Wait, Anon, don't do this!"

>Fuck that, your house burning to the ground isn't some small deal.

>It wasn't a fucking huge house, but it certainly kept you alive!

>While running through the would-be marketplace, you spot smoke.

>The closer you get, the more you believe Pinkie's words.

>When you actually get to your house, it all shows apparent that she was telling the truth.

>Your house is burning down like a meteor just crashed into it.

>Going to any of the Mane 6 would be suicide, so you look around for a suitable way to go.

>The Everfree Forest! The very same place that you first saw when you somehow got into Equestria.

>Maybe Zecora will help you?

>Or maybe she was told to keep her mouth shut and tell the others you're alive.

>You hear voices in the distance.

>"Is that fire? Oh my Celestia, there's smoke coming from Anon's house!"

>GO GO GADGET NOPE!

>You run as fast as your icy legs can carry you to the Everfree Forest.

>Since it's Winter, the leaves are gone. That'll make navigation slightly easier.

>For a pegasus.

>Even when you make it into the forest, you don't stop running, for fear of being caught.

>Is that a hut in the distance?

>It sure as fuck is! You've reached safety.

>The Zebra is wandering just outside her hut.

>She spots you, and looks pleased to see you.

>"Hello Anon, why in such a rush? Is it one of Fluttershy's attempts to make you mush?"

>You couldn't give less of a shit about her rhyming or that joke, your house just fucking burned down!

Zecora, I really need your help.

>The zebra looks at you, obviously puzzled.

The others are trying to kill me, please, you have to hide me from them!

>"So you don't end up at the bottom of a casket, I suggest, you hide in this basket."

>She points to a large basket.

>Ehh, it'll do.

>You climb inside and wait.

>After about a minute, you hear hoofsteps coming towards Zecora's home.

 

>Yep, you're fucked.

>"Zecora, Anon's house is on fire, you need to get over there, now!"

>Fuck, it's Rarity. You know for a fucking fact that she helped with the murder attempt.

>She has a satchel? Why did she bring a satchel?

>"A house burning down? Let us get there, before it hits the ground!"

>Zecora gallops over to the exit direction.

>Rarity lets out a small chuckle.

>That fucking bitch.

>All because you dumped Flutterbitch.

>Wait, didn't she say she forgived you?

>Or maybe she wanted that damn jewel.

>Good thing you took it with you.

>...

>Rarity is still here.

>She's not looking at you, but she knows you're near the hut.

>Why else would she be hanging around near a witch doctor's hut?

>"Now to clean up the next place."

>Her horn starts glowing and a match comes out of her satchel.

>With her magic, she lights the match on fire and tosses it at the hut.

>Okay, so she helped to try murder you, and now she's burning a hut down.

>So much for classy.

>The white unicorn gets a maniacal grin across her face and begins cackling loudly.

>To think that you liked her for not holding grudges.

>"Soon Anon, I will take that gem and it will be mine!"

>She says those last words like a mad bastard.

>"Probably because she is a mad bastard, you moronic fuck!"

Way to hit it home there, brain.

>She trots off, obviously content with the mad deed she has commited.

>Wait, didn't Zecora have tons of potions and chemicals in her hut?

>...FUCK!

>You get out of the basket once you're certain Rarity is gone and you run as fast as possible away from the hut, but not towards Ponyville.

>The hut explodes behind you and makes a giant crater.

>You lay on your back in the snow and look at the sky.

>Today was a fucking horrible day.

 

>It's a new day, you're still in the same place as last night, and your clothes are on.

>Okay, already looking good if you're not being held in a basement by the murderous 6.

>Wallet? Uncheck, it's still in you're house on Earth.

>Ushanka? Check. Okay, that's a major plus.

>Strange yellow glowing frost gem of eternal doom? Check.

>Dick not being sucked by a creepy white marshmellow filly? Check.

>Right, time to get up.

>As you get up and look around, you can easily see...nothing but trees.

>Fucking fantastic, you're lost.

>At least you're not being murdered.

>You start walking in no particular direction, when you come across a campfire with a sleeping figure next to it.

>It's...Fluttershy.

>Fan-fucking-tastic. Do they know it's Christmas time?

>You quickly move away from her silently, knowing she'll wake up eventually.

>"A..non?"

>Too late, she already has.

>You scowl at her and give her your best "I am going to fucking murder you" face.

What do you want?

>"I-I just want you to love me..."

And you had to lock me in your house and make me hate you to do that?

>"I saved your life, Anon."

No, I would've been just fine under that tree. Sure, I may have recovered with a concussion, but at least I wouldn't be nearly raped by you. By the way, thanks for that.

>She flies up to your ear.

>"You will love me, I know it."

>You push her away.

I think I'd rather stick my head in an acid pit.

>"That's a shame."

>She walks up to you, and embraces you in a hug.

>It feels horrible.

>You then feel a knife stuck into your shoulder.

Y..you bitch...

>You fall to the floor and everything goes dim, but you're still conscious.

>She is dragging you away to somewhere.

>"I won't kill you, Anon. Not until I show you how much I love you."

N..n-never...

>She must've poisoned the knife. It would've knocked you out cold if it weren't for you being possessed by a frost jewel and whatnot.

>You then hear a voice. A strange, unfamiliar yet alluring female voice.

>"Kill...her...Anon"

 

>You can now see clearly and aren't feeling any poison symptoms.

>You break free of Fluttershy's grasp and stand up.

>She looks in shock that you're conscious.

>You pull out the knife from your shoulder and run towards her with it.

>Before she can fly away you grab one of her wings and stab deep into it as she screams in horror.

>"What are you doing, Anon? Please, no!"

>You're not stopping anytime soon. Not after she tried to rape you twice.

>She's fallen to the ground and stares at you in horror, tears going down her face, desperately trying to escape.

>"Please don't do this, my love!"

Love?

>You let out a malevolent laugh.

Love is but a word.

>You pull the knife out of her wing and hold it above her neck with a wide grin on your face.

Goodnight, my "love".

>Her eyes go blank and motionless and her lip trembles as the knife goes into her neck.

>Her head falls into the snow.

>It's done.

>You no longer need to worry.

>You no longer care.

>Her blood is dripping into the snow, making it red.

>You scoop up a handful of the red snow and throw it into the air.

This shall be a simply wonderful day.

>You hear that same strange voice speak again.

>"Yes..."