Fluttershy's Foul Mouth & Pinkie's Athiesm

>Spring

>Anon and the girls are having a pic-nic on a nearby field

>"Hey Twi, could you pass me the salt?"

>"Sure" *levitates it* "Here!"

>"Oh thanks, darling...Hey Fluttershy, why didn't you bring Angel with you? He usually likes hanging out with the guys..."

>Behind them, the pets are playing all together, while Spike desperately tires to calm them

>Anon grins

>"Oh....uh...well...he..."

>*whispering* "carrot"

>"...HE IS A MOTHERFUCKING PUSSY, WHO REFUSED TO ATE HIS GODDAMN SHITTY MEAL LAST EVENING. SO I HAD TO WRECK HIS SHIT AND PUT HIM IN PUNISHMENT! AND IF THAT SON OF A ROTTEN COCKSUCKER BITCH TRIES TO MESS WITH MY FUCKING COOKING AGAIN, I SWEAR TO THAT WHITE COUGAR WHORE WITH THE SUN ON HER ASS, THAT I'M GOING TO SLIT HIS MOTHERFUCKING THROAT AND-...ooooh m-m-m-my..."

 

>a brief moment of disbelief

>RD scoffs and says "Yeah, that's what I'd say...what were we talking about, by the way?"

>Pinkie has her face hidden inside the cake (don't ask me how)

>Rarity is raising an eyebrow

>Applejack covered Winona's ears

>Twi fainted on "white cougar", white foam gurgling out of her mouth

>Anon ran behind a tree and is actually breathless from laughing.

>He's going to mend all this, for poor Flutters sanity of mind.

>But until then...it's laugh tears time.

 

>Later

>The girls have recovered from the shock

>Flutters, after intense caring and reassuring, came out of the bush she hid into.

>"...hush, hush, sweetie...i-it was nothing..." says Twilight, still shaking from the previous blasphemy

>"...o-o-o-oh I'm s-s-s-so sorry..."

>"Well, darling, if it's of any consolation, it wasn't the worse thing I've ever heard. You have no idea what models say during rehearsal...no, wait you should..."

>"Yeah!" says Pinkie "You should have listened to mr Cake, last day, when he hit the cupboard with his hoof! I had no idea minor deities could be...uh...addressed in such a-"

>"PINKIE! YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" shouts Twilight

>"...uh, right, sorry, the blasphemy thing. Right...OOOOH! I know! We should have a par-"

>She freezes for a brief moment, her eyes staring the void

>Anon hardly manages to hide another smirk, then concludes "..ty"

>"Well, quite frankly, my dear, we can certainly conclude you did nothing completely wrong. Sure, the cussing was kinda rude, but the blasphemy is a non issue. Deities are just fictional personas we bestow over concepts, philosophies you might say. Our kind princess is not a goddess in the full sense of said word: it's more like she acts as a social catalyst. The temporal power she holds is just a representation of the current state of our society, where secularization still struggles to hold his grasp on the mind of the average pon-...oooook, this was definitely freaky..."

>The girls are looking at Pinkie, baffled

>Anon seems unable to contain the laughter

>"Aaaaanon...?" asks suspiciously Twilight "Have you by chance did anything to them...?"

>"N-no" *repressed laughter "...absolutely nothing..." *muttering to himself* "not just to them, at least..."