(FR) Writer Anon keeps losing his pants (C+)

>day I blame Clever Dick for the bin

>you are Writer Anon

>well you wish you were, you just do silly shorts for the Foal Free Press

>somehow Cheerilee pays you well enough for them

>some of your stories feature past rape attempts on your person from the main 6, but they're considered amusing works of complete fiction

>you hate that, but you enjoy the bits since you can't seem to do anything else worthwhile

>you're off to deliver another short to the press after relocating your pants thanks to the pink menace

>one day you'll figure out how she keeps stealing your pants while you have both eyes trained on her

>oh yeah, you also got a limp thanks to Derpy yesterday, you could never say no to those eyes

>wish you could though as that flank has sent you to the hospital more times a month than Applejack bucks apples

>today's short is about Rarity's recent attempt

>she invited you over for dinner the other night for some small celebration although you knew the real reason

>dinner went along well enough until she served the wine

>there was a slight discoloration to yours compared to hers

>distracting her for a moment you swapped the glasses and waited for her to take a sip

>5 minutes later she was out like a light

>being a gentleman you carried her off to her room and laid her to rest in her bed for the night

>you may have also had a little fun with her, but there was no evidence and she never reported anything

>you are shitty writer Anon and where the hell are your god damn pants!?

>Fucking Ponies