- >Dreaming 2: Electric Scootaloo
- >You're still Anon, 'cause who else are these stories about?
- >After exiting the purple bubble, you shiver
- >You hope you never witness anything that horrid ever again
- >Another *pop* is heard and you turn around
- >Luna stands behind you, a heavy blush on her face
- >"Anonymous, we would advise against returning to Twilight Sparkle's dream."
- >You glare at her
- "No shit. I don't want to see that shit, and-"
- >You stop when you notice the blushing
- "You sick bitch."
- >Luna puts on an awkward smile before clearing her throat
- >"Anonymous, we WOULD advise that you visit your other friends' dreams. It is always good to learn more about one's friends."
- >You think for a moment before nodding
- "I guess that makes sense. Come on, Moonbutt. Let's go."
- >Luna either ignores your nickname or didn't hear it as she trots alongside you
- >The next closest cloud you see is the white one
- >Your powers of judgement decide that it must be Rarity's.
- >Also due to the fact that it surrounds Carousel Boutique
- >As you walk, you decide to strike up a conversation
- "Hey, Princess?"
- >"Yes, Anonymous?"
- "What should I expect from these dreams?"
- >Luna pauses for a moment
- >"It would be best for you to find out yourself."
- >That doesn't sound good
- >You approach the white bubble, but hesitate before pushing your way through
- >Steeling yourself, you force your way through the bubble
- ...
- >You're in Carousel Boutique
- >Luna follows in shortly after, and you listen for any sounds of life
- >Nothin-
- >*CRACK*
- >You flinch as you hear what sounds like...
- >A whip?
- >Oh god
- >It's worse than you imagined
- >You're afraid to go up the stairs, but a deep part of you demands to see what's happening
- >As you ascend the stairs, you cringe at every crack of the whip
- >Luna follows close behind you, cringing along with you
- >As you reach the top of the stairs, you see the door to Rarity's room
- >You try to negotiate with yourself
- "Come on, guy. Just turn back now. We know what's up there."
- >"Fuck you pal, we're seeing this shit."
- "Dick? I'm trying to talk to brain, you stay out of this."
- >Your argument is stopped short when your hand reaches the doorknob
- >You steel your nerves and push the door open
- >The scene in front of you is much worse than Twilight's dream
- >Nothing could have prepared you for this
- >A copy of you is stood on a mannequin stand, wearing a leather suit
- >Rarity stands in front of him, a whip floating nearby
- >"Now darling, I think we should try-"
- >"MMMPH"
- >The gimp tries to scream, but a ball-gag keeps him quiet
- >You back out of the door and bump into Luna
- >"Is something wrong? What did you see, Anonymous?"
- >You remain silent as you descend back down the stairs
- >Without a word, you open the front door and push through the bubble
- >As you stand in the open air, you give in to the urge to shout
- >You take a deep breath
- "HOLY JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST!!"
- >You start to walk towards the next cloud, forgetting about the Princess
- >You hope the dreams only get better

