Lulamoon Rape Protection: Hearts and Hooves Day Special

(This takes place sometime between Parts 7 and 8)

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>It's Trixie time!

>Today is Hearts and Hooves Day.

>And all you want more than anything is to show Anon how much you love him.

>Today is going to be the day he'll see the light.

>You will win Anon over with your charm.

>You have done so with many of stallions before. Anon shouldn't be any different.

>Wake up.

>Clean bowels, bathe, style mane.

>Got to look perfect for your human.

>Head downstairs to cook him breakfast.

>Something simple: eggs in a shape of a heart, toast, orange juice, and some oatmeal.

>All with a pink flower right beside it.

>It's the thought that counts.

Oh, this will warm him up. No one can resist breakfast in bed.

>Once everything is situated on the tray, you levitate the food up the stairs and to his door.

I can't wait to see the look on his face.

>Trying to withhold your enthusiasm is hard.

>As you knock on the door, it swings open and pins you between the wall and the door.

>How that's possible? Seeing it normally swings inward.

>Anon storms out, grumbling like a grumpy old man.

>Notices the mess of food on the floor.

>Growls and kicks the mess.

>"Great, a wonderful start to this day..."

>He storms off to the bathroom to start his morning routine.

 

>You eventually manage to break free.

>Look down at your breakfast for him.

>Ruined.

>You want to cry, but that's not in The Great and Powerful Trixie's moveset.

No...it's not over. I can still make it work.

>With renewed vigor, you clean up the mess and start on breakfast again.

He'll be thankful either way.

>As breakfast was finished and the food placed on the table, Anon arrives down the stairs.

>Still grumbling nonsense.

Morning Anon!

>You say in a chipper tone.

>Anon grunts like a neanderthal.

I made you breakfast. Enjoy this wonderful feast!

>Put some Great and Powerful flare on that.

>He looks at his food.

>A slight smile crosses his face.

>It's working!

>He sits down and chows down.

So...how is it?

>"Good."

>He praised your cooking! You knew you could turn things around.

Nothing's gonna break my stride.

>There's a knock at the door.

>Oh no...not now.

I'll handle...

>Anon quickly stands up and storms over to the door.

>He looks pissed.

>Well, he was interrupted eating your glorious breakfast.

 

>You watch from the table.

>"U-um...H-Happy Hear-"

>That was indeed Fluttershy.

>You watch as Anon grabs something from her hoof.

>The sound of ripping paper permeates the silence of the house.

>He throws something at her, then slams the door shut.

>You could hear the sounds of Fluttershy crying on the other side of the door.

>Well, at least he got rid of her. Makes this easier.

So, uh...I was thinking maybe we can do something nice today.

>He stares at you, muttering not-so-nice things.

H-how about getting brunch at Sugarcube Corner?

>Yes, you set something up with the pink pony.

>He glares at you.

>You feel so small under that gaze.

>Time to turn on the cute.

P-please?

>Your ears flatten against your head while pouting, and your eyes begin to water, as if close to tears.

>This softens the beast.

>Anon sighs and pets your head.

>"Fine..."

>Mission Accomplished!

Don't worry, you'll enjoy it!

 

>Time elapses; now it's noon.

>Your lunch date with Anon will make him see that you do love him.

>Sweet talk your way into his heart.

>But on your way, your human seems more...agitated.

>As if someone other than you speaks to him, he'll blow his top.

>And just up ahead are three fillies each carrying a card with the words "Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, Anon"

>It was those Cutie Mark Discoverers... or something.

>Even if they don't stand a chance with your Anon, you don't want to see the repeat of this morning.

>They're too young to have their hearts broken.

>What? You aren't a cruel pony.

>Need to think of something quick.

>"Heya Anon! Heya Trixie!" The yellow one says with a smile.

>Too late.

>You take a quick look at Anon.

>He does not seem amused, but he's not as angry as he was with Fluttershy this morning.

>Time to smooth talk your way out of this.

Uh, Appleblossom...

>"Appleblume!"

>Same thing...

Applebloom. I see you have something for Anon. But...anyp0ny can give a card. You should go get Anon something special!

>The three fillies look at one another with questioning eyes.

>"Like what?!" the three ask in unison.

>God these fillies are annoying...in a cute way.

I'm sure three smart little fillies like yourselves will figure something out. Now begone. Time is ticking!

>Give them that cheerful smile you've perfected.

>"Gee! Okay then. Thanks Trix!" the orange one said with a cheery smile.

>You will let that slide. She doesn't know.

 

>Arrive at Sugarcube Corner.

>It's not that crowded. Good, the way you want it to be.

>Walk in further, a pink blur flies towards you, only stopping mere inches from your face.

>"OMG! You're finally here Trixie I have everything ready for you I mean what kind of planner would I be if nothing was ready for my guest and Anon it's nice o see ya since you are always so grumpy grump this time of year and hope that- MMMPHMMH!!!"

>You plug your hoof in Pinkie Pie's mouth.

>This mare talks too damn much.

>But, what did she mean that he's always grumpy this time of year?

>Must be a human thing.

Our table?

>Remove your hoof from her mouth.

>She finally calms down, then puts on a moustashe and a waiter's outfit.

>"Right this way, madam. Sir."

>Sounds just like those snooty ponies in Canterlot.

>....heh.

>Arrive at your table.

>A quiet section of the shop made just for you and Anon made all romantic-like.

>Candles, flower in a vase, low lighting, the whole shebang.

>A flicker of magic made the zone soundproof. No sound can come in, nor out.

>Keep this conversation private.

 

>You take your seats, Pinkie Pie pours you both some sarsaparilla and hands you both a menu.

>She pulls out a notepad and a pencil, ready to write.

>"What will it be for the lady?"

>You carefully look at the menu.

>It was Diabetes Central.

>But...Pinkie Pie wanted to help you.

>And for cheap as well.

I guess...strawberry pancakes.

>"A fine choice! And for you my good sir?"

>Anon vision was full on pink.

>You could see a vein pulsing on his forehead.

>Not good...

Um...he'll have the same thing.

>Pinkie backs off.

>You could breathe easier.

>Pinkie bows.

>"Your orders will be here shortly."

>She pulls out a chef's hat and strips from her waiter outfit and zooms off to the back.

>Still wonder how she does that.

>Fucking reality bending.

>Turn your attention towards Anon.

I, um... am glad you came out today.

>He mutters something under his breath.

>He's averting his gaze.

>Is he bored? Are you doing something wrong?

>No, failure is not an option. You'll make him yours.

>Time to turn on your charm.

>Flip your mane, and give him that sexy stare of yours.

You look nice today. Maybe later we can have some fun.

>He just growls like a diamond mutt.

>Well damn.

>Try an assortment of attacks to break down his grumpy shield.

>It's too strong.

>Sigh and give up.

>Pinkie returns with your strawberry pancakes in tow.

>Now wearing the waiter's outfit again.

>"Bon Appetit!"

>Maybe some small talk can chip away his negativity.

 

>The meal was horrible.

>Not the food, that was delicious, but the atmosphere.

>You just couldn't get Anon to open up.

>You even used the corny "How's the weather" line.

>He just sat there with his arms crossed, barely ate his food.

>And he kept muttering to himself.

>Something is up.

>Time to get to the bottom of this.

Anon...talk to me?

>Move closer and place your hoof on his arm.

>He flinches away.

W-what's wrong?

>Out the corner of your eye, you swore you saw something yellow and pink.

>Turn to see that nothing was there.

>Strange...

>"Nnnng..." Anon shudder. "I don't do hoofsies Trixie."

But...I'm no-!

>"ON TOP OF OL' SMOKEY!!!"

>The fuck?!!?

>Good thing you soundproofed the area.

>Look under the table.

>See Fluttershy giving Anon a blowie.

THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!

>The rape whorse takes Anon's milk shooter out of her mouth.

>"Um...giving him a proper gift for Hearts and Hooves Day."

>The nerve of this bitch ruining your outing.

>magic_revving.exe

>Pull the bitch out from under the table and slam her on the ground.

>"The fuck...Fluttershy!?"

>She smiles at your human.

>"H-Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, my love."

Bucking Fluttershy! You ruined everything!

 

>It was then you saw Anon's face morphs into something that could make Discord flinch.

>"That's it! That is fucking it! I had it!"

>He flips over the table.

>"I just wanted to be left alone! I didn't want to come out here. I didn't want to eat food! I just wanted to be inside my home!"

A-anon. Calm down. You're making a scene.

>"NO! I won't calm the fuck down!"

>Fluttershy is backing up.

>"I see this is a bad time, so I'll be going now!"

>Yellow rape makes a dash out of there.

>Anon grabs her by the tail.

>"AND YOU!!!! You..."

>The other ponies notice Anon going wild.

>Good thing they couldn't hear the things he said.

>She may burst into treats any second.

>"NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!"

>Fluttershy is sent running out of the bakery crying.

Okay, that was a bit out of line.

>"NO! I'm sick of this! I don't care about this holiday. It's dumb. I'd rather put my head in a blender while setting off fireworks up my ass than celebrate this holiday with anyone!"

>Your body wasn't ready.

>You couldn't believe what he just said.

>How could he bash this holiday.

>Even if it's about lovers...it's also about celebrating with friends.

>And Anon is your friend...or we was.

Anon...

>Your cheeks puff up like an angry parasprite.

Fine! Be that way, you jerk!

>You had a few choice words for him, but you were too hurt to say them.

>Your hooves went into flight mode and rush home.

>All you wanted was to love him, and for him to love you.

>What you got was a slap in the face.

Buckin' Anon.

 

>You are Anon.

>Trixie just ran out on you.

>Great, now you have to pay for this meal.

>Fucking Hearts and Hooves Day.

>It's nothing but a bane to your existence.

>"ANON!"

>Turn to find an angry Pinkie Pie.

>She's glaring at you like you broke a Pinkie Promise

>"Sit..."

No. I'm out of here. Put the meal on my tab.

>Try to walk away from Pink ADHD.

>Bad move.

>"I...said...SIT!"

>She forces you down into the chair, using reality bending powers at her disposal.

>Now you're tied to a chair.

>"Now...lets have a little chat on friendship."

>Oh boy, here we go...

-10 minutes later-

>"And that's why Hay Sin is the best champion in the game."

>You're bawling at this point.

>What have you done.

>You were out of line.

I dun goof'd...

>Pinkie smiles at you.

>She loosens the ropes.

>"Go back to her and apologize."

>You nod and run out of the store.

>Pinkie puts on her moustashe."

>"Welp, back to bakin'!"

 

>You're now Trixie.

>And you're in bed.

>Alone.

>Crying.

>Anon doesn't love you.

>He isn't capable of love.

>Maybe everything was a lie.

>Maybe you should just give up.

>Live out this contract, then move away.

>Have no attachment to anyone.

>They always hurt you in the end.

>Go back to being that heartless bitch you once were.

>That everyp0ny knows.

>But that's not the real you.

>These thoughts only make you weep harder.

Anon...you dummy.

>Your door opens.

>You try to quiet your sobs and pretend you're asleep.

>The intruder enters your room and sits beside your bed.

>"I'm sorry Trixie..."

>It's Anon.

>"I know you probably don't want to talk to me, but..."

>He sighs.

>"I didn't mean to say all those things back at Sugarcube Corner. I just...have bad memories on earth when this holiday came around."

>You roll over to find Anon staring at the floor.

>"That's why I acted like an ass. I never wanted to take it out on you."

>Sit up and slowly crawl over to him.

>"All you wanted to do was hang out as friends. I'll do whatever you want. I just don't want to lose a good friend. I'm really sorry."

 

>Friend... well you know he cares for you.

>Maybe he's capable of loving.

>Then...you won't give up.

>You lay your head on his lap.

You apologize too much, you know that.

>You sigh.

Snuggles...

>"What was that?"

>You turn your head upwards, gazing into Anon's [DATA EXPUNGED] colored eyes.

>His body was so warm.

>A soft smile crossing your lips as you gaze upon him through tear-stained eyes.

I want you to lie with me and snuggle... until I say to stop.

>Anon smiles and lies beside you on your bed.

>"Fine...you can have your snuggles."

>You sigh contently as you bury your face into his chest.

>Fore hooves folded under you.

>He wraps his arms around you, petting your mane.

>You listen to his heartbeat.

>You swear your heart is slowly matching his rhythm.

>And his scent. Just can't get enough of it.

>You let out a whinny and snort.

>Your human just chuckles while continuing to pet you.

>The dead can no longer know such joys.

>This feels incredible.

>You may not have Anon now, but one day he'll look past your pony form.

>And transcend the bonds of friendship.

>You will be his mare.

>And him, your human.

>But for now, you'll stick with snuggles.

>Take what you can get.

>Eventually, you both fall asleep.

>Feels good man.

 

>Hours past.

>There's a loud knock at the door.

>You both are awaken from your slumber.

>"I'll get it."

It might be Fluttershy again... I'm coming too.

>You both share a yawn and head towards the entrance to your humble abode.

>Open it.

>It's definitely not Fluttershy.

>It's those three fillies.

>And they seem...different.

>The yellow pony is wearing one of those cowboy hats, a vest, flankless chaps, and carrying a rope.

>The white unicorn is wearing a leather cap, a black corset with red lacing, and black fishnet stockings, holding a whip in her mouth.

>Also has on a lot of makeup.

>Looks more like a poor clown than a street-walker.

>The orange pegasus is wearing a strap-on dildo.

>But not any dildo.

>No...it's the legendary "Plot Device". Crafted for those who dares to take a grand ride.

>You just stare.

>Anon's eyes twitch.

>"W-what's going on here?"

>The three were giddy in excitement.

>"HAPPY HEARTS AND HOOVES DAY ANON!" They three yell in unison.

>The white one cracks her whip.

>Well shit...didn't think they'd go that far.

Um... wat?

>"Um... wat?

 

>Yellow apple speaks up first.

>"Well, Trixie did say t'at anyp0ny coulda give ya a card. So we gots to thinkin', 'Wut would Anon like?' But, we couldn't think of anything.

>"So!" The unicorn pipes up, "We each asked our sisters..."

>"I asked Rainbow Dash!" Says the scooter filly.

>"Yeah... we asked them, what do stallions like? They each told us these things and well...here we are!"

>These fillies...

>No, their sisters are some kinky mares.

>You sigh.

>"Well girls, I'm...happy that you got me this gift. But, that's a bit too... much."

>They look so crestfallen.

>"But, thanks I guess. It's the thought that counts. Now off you go. It's getting late."

>The three feel a little better.

>He walks back in. Leaving you with the three fillies.

Hey girls... uh. Anon was just being modest. But I think he'll like those gifts.

>"Really?" Sweetie Belle says with a hint of excitement.

Uh...Yes! I'll just hold on to those if ya don't mind. I'll give them to him.

>They strip off their clothes and leave them in front of your hooves.

>"Thank ya Trixie. Hope Anon likes the gift!" Yellow Apple says with a grin.

>They walk off.

>You grab the items in your magic grasp and sneak them into your room.

>Stick them in your large trunk.

>Smile to yourself, thinking of the many things you'd do to Anon with them.

I know I'll be using these sometime later.

 

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