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# PonyKeg-Moth Pony 2: Moth Hard or Squeak Trying

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1. *Thump* *thump* *squeak*
2. *Thump* *thump* *squeak*
3. >A single bleary eye of the single solitary human in a not so solitary house anymore opens at the repetitious sound
4. >"AAAAHHHHHHNOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEMOUUUUSSSSSS" comes a sad whine, muffled slightly by the door separating its owners from its recipient.
5. >"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" the grey menace chirps as you haul yourself from bed
6. "Freakin home-invading-clothe-eatting-sleep-interupting-no-good..." your grumbling trails off as you open the door.
7. >"Oh good you're awake!" Gray Scale declares happily, "Now that you're up we cannnnnn..."
8. >Your new "guest" trails off shortly after greeting you.
9. >Turning around you note your bed side light isn't on, so whats got her so stunned this time?
10. >Following her gaze you note she's looking at about your mid section and...
11. >Oh great, good morning wood? HOW ARE YOU THIS FINE FUCKING MORNING!?
12. >Wheeling around sharply you grab a pillow and block your offending member from Gray's view.
13. >By this time though she's turned away from you blushing furiously. Head cradled in her fore hooves.
14. >"I knew I just had to try harder! Oh Anonymous you naughty boy!" the little grey mare murmurs to herself.
15. >With the greatest "nope" you can muster you scoot the distracted pony back into your hall using a foot.
16. >The clicking of your door as it closes snaps her out of her phallic trance.
17. >"Wait..HEY! THAT'S NOT HOW ITS SUPPOSE TO GO. ANNNNOOONNNNNNYYYMOUUSSSS!" she finishes pitifully as she goes back to pounding on your door.
18. "It is too early for this shit!" You bellow as you wait for "things" to calm down "Go...make breakfast or something okay? I need a minute."
19. >A small huff comes from the opposite side of the door as the fading sound of hoofs marks Gray's retreat
20. >What a delightful reminder of last nights events.
22. >With your situation under control and a warm shower to revive your senses you head into your kitchen with the hopes that its not on fire.
23. >Asking your new home intruder to cook might not of been the best idea.
24. >But thankfully your concerns are misplaced as your kitchen is in one piece and Gray Scale has set the table
25. >"Hello!" she says as you take your seat.
26. "Mornin" you say, a bit gruffly perhaps. Trying your best to avoid eye contact.
27. >Turning to the breakfast the moth-pony prepared you notice a few things out of place.
28. >One, she forgot to get any silverware out.
29. >Secondly, in your bowl was the remains of one of your shirts. Floating in milk.
30. >"Eat up!" she says as she starts to eat the weirdest bowl of cereal you've ever seen.
31. >Your only response is to pound your head into the table top and leave it there.
32. >"Are you okay?" she asks, wiping away a bit of milk from her muzzle.
33. Muffled by the face full of plywood you respond, "FINE!"
34. >"Good! Now eat your shirt before it gets soggy"
35. >After swapping out the remains of yesterdays wardrobe for something a bit more...food like, you help Gray finish the dishes.
36. >"So what are we going to do today?" she asks as she drys the last of the spoons on her chest fur
37. "WE are going to see about finding YOU another place to live." you say as you take the spoon from her and brush some of her dust off it before returning it to the drawer.
38. >"Oh.." she says with a slight droop of her ears.
39. "Don't start Missy, I told you last night you could stay once. I'm not going to throw you out the door but you have to find another place." you state as firmly as possible.
40. >This news only causes her chin to sink into her fuzzy chest as her head droops lower.
41. >God damn stupid cute sad pony moth things...
42. "But I suppose that...I don't know, if you find a place you can...visit me or something." you lamely attempt to console her.
43. >Her head perks back up a bit, "Really?"
44. "Yeah, sure." you say as you rub the back of your neck.
45. "But lets head out, I want to talk to some of my friends and see if they can't help."
46. >"Okay, I wanted to see what this place looked like during the daytime anyway."
48. >Locking up your house you head out into the town, Gray Scale flutters along behind you taking in the sights of the town
49. >The warm sunshine baths P0nyville in good mood as the towns inhabitants go about their day.
50. >A few wave and nod to you in greeting as you pass, but more still leave lingering stares at your companion.
51. >Hm, seems moth ponies aren't all that common, though no where near as rare as 6 foot tall shaved apes.
52. >Gray doesn't seem to notice or mind as she happily flits about inspecting various flowers and trees with a small "ooh" and "ahh".
53. >Coming up on the Tree-brary that Purple Smart calls home you rapt a knuckle against the door.
54. >"Coming!" says a voice from inside, shortly before its pulled open by the small lizard that dwells within.
55. >"Hey Anon, whats up?" Spike says extending a fist which you bump in return.
56. "Heya short man. Whats the haps." you've always liked this kid.
57. >"Who's your...er.. friend?" he asks as he notices Gray Scale behind you, toying with the library sign.
58. "This is Gray Scale, she's a moth-pony I guess."
59. >"Mothpony." Gray says without turning her gaze from the sign as she swings it back and forth in its hooks.
60. "Right..." you say as you simply shrug at Spike, he returns the shrug. "I was hoping to talk to Twilight?"
61. >"Come on in." he steps aside permitting you entry.
62. >Gray gives the sign one more push with her hoof before she giggles and follows you inside.
63. >In the center of the library sits the pony you were looking for, buried in yet another book.
64. "Twilight." you call out to her.
65. >Her focus is pulled from the book as she looks up as you enter, "Oh, hello Anonymous! What brings you here?"
66. "I was wondering if you could help me find a place for a fuzzy little thing I have?"
67. >A light blush forms across Twilight's face as she responds "Anonymous that's rather forward of you, don't you think?"
68. Slapping your head against your outstretched palm you correct the bookworm, "NO! Nothing like that, I mean I need to find a home for my friend here."
69. >Gesturing behind you, Gray realizes shes being introduced and she tears her gaze from the rows of books that surround you.
70. >"Hi!" she chirps, "I'm Gray Scale."
71. >"Oh wow Anon!" says Twilight as she hops up and rushes towards the two of you, "Where did you find her?"
72. "My closet..." Twilight glances up at you, "Long story."
73. >Turning back to Gray, Twlight's horn lights up as she magics a scroll and parchment to herself.
74. >"I've never seen a moth pony before! I read about them, but they're thought to have disappeared many years ago." Twilight states
75. >"I can disappear if I close my eyes!" Gray offers up as she covers her eyes with her fore-hooves.
76. >Twilight pays Gray's comment no heed as she continues jotting down notes, whilst mumbling under her breath.
77. >You're not quite sure what shes writing as the purple unicorn wont stay in place long enough for you to read over her shoulder.
78. >Gray doesn't seem to care though as shes enjoying the attention, giggling here and there as Twilight pokes her with the odd hoof before stopping to scribble furiously at her parchment.
79. >You knew you should of went to Fluttershy first, you think as you drag your hand down the length of your face with an exasperated sigh
80. "Look Twilight I know this is the like, the best thing to ever happen or whatever but I need a hand, not a thesis."
81. >"Uh huh.." is Twilight's only response.
82. "A little help with my predicament?"
83. >"yeah.."
84. "Some advice?"
85. >"okay..."
86. "Perhaps a new weasel stick to ram into my cloud garden?"
87. >Un-phased by your comment you've obviously lost her. Though you hear Gray laugh.
88. Turning to the moth-pony, "Gray? A little help here please?"
89. >She gets the idea as she snaps her wings open, causing Twilight to jump back in surprise.
90. "Thanks." you tell Gray, she smiles in response. "Twilight, focus for a second, I need your help."
91. >"Sorry Anonymous, I got a little distracted." she says as she reluctantly magics her quill and parchment onto a nearby desk.
92. >"It's okay, I get that way too when the pretty lights show up." Gray says in what she thinks is a comforting tone as she pats one of Twilight's hooves.
93. >Twilight eyes the moth-pony for a second before she turns back to you. "What can I help with?"
94. >Before long you've explained last nights events and the discovery of your new fuzzy burden to Twilight.
95. "...and that's where I was hoping you could help me with Grays living arrangements." you finish dryly.
96. >Twilight's silent for a moment before jumping to her hooves. "Oh I have an idea, we should...
97. >You swear to god that if she says "send a letter to the princess" you are going to kick her purple flank..
98. >but before you can finish that thought, "..send a letter to the princess!"
99. >-20 points from Gryffindor...
100. "Thanks Twilight, you get right on that." you reply flatly as you turn to leave.
101. >"Don't worry Anon I will!" says the purple one as she returns back to her beloved parchment.
102. >"Byeee! It was nice to meet you!" Gray says as she follows you out the door.
103. >As you walk away from the library, Gray turns to you "She seem'd nice! And I liked the way her horn glowed, it was pretty!"
104. >You merely grunt in response as walk towards the edge of town, moth-pony in tow.
106. >Maybe Fluttershy can be some actual help, you hope.

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*Thump* *thump* *squeak* *Thump* *thump* *squeak* >A single bleary eye of the single solitary human in a not so solitary house anymore opens at the repetitious sound >"AAAAHHHHHHNOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEMOUUUUSSSSSS" comes a sad whine, muffled slightly by the door separating its owners from its recipient. >"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" the grey menace chirps as you haul yourself from bed "Freakin home-invading-clothe-eatting-sleep-interupting-no-good..." your grumbling trails off as you open the door. >"Oh good you're awake!" Gray Scale declares happily, "Now that you're up we cannnnnn..." >Your new "guest" trails off shortly after greeting you. >Turning around you note your bed side light isn't on, so whats got her so stunned this time? >Following her gaze you note she's looking at about your mid section and... >Oh great, good morning wood? HOW ARE YOU THIS FINE FUCKING MORNING!? >Wheeling around sharply you grab a pillow and block your offending member from Gray's view. >By this time though she's turned away from you blushing furiously. Head cradled in her fore hooves. >"I knew I just had to try harder! Oh Anonymous you naughty boy!" the little grey mare murmurs to herself. >With the greatest "nope" you can muster you scoot the distracted pony back into your hall using a foot. >The clicking of your door as it closes snaps her out of her phallic trance. >"Wait..HEY! THAT'S NOT HOW ITS SUPPOSE TO GO. ANNNNOOONNNNNNYYYMOUUSSSS!" she finishes pitifully as she goes back to pounding on your door. "It is too early for this shit!" You bellow as you wait for "things" to calm down "Go...make breakfast or something okay? I need a minute." >A small huff comes from the opposite side of the door as the fading sound of hoofs marks Gray's retreat >What a delightful reminder of last nights events. >With your situation under control and a warm shower to revive your senses you head into your kitchen with the hopes that its not on fire. >Asking your new home intruder to cook might not of been the best idea. >But thankfully your concerns are misplaced as your kitchen is in one piece and Gray Scale has set the table >"Hello!" she says as you take your seat. "Mornin" you say, a bit gruffly perhaps. Trying your best to avoid eye contact. >Turning to the breakfast the moth-pony prepared you notice a few things out of place. >One, she forgot to get any silverware out. >Secondly, in your bowl was the remains of one of your shirts. Floating in milk. >"Eat up!" she says as she starts to eat the weirdest bowl of cereal you've ever seen. >Your only response is to pound your head into the table top and leave it there. >"Are you okay?" she asks, wiping away a bit of milk from her muzzle. Muffled by the face full of plywood you respond, "FINE!" >"Good! Now eat your shirt before it gets soggy" >After swapping out the remains of yesterdays wardrobe for something a bit more...food like, you help Gray finish the dishes. >"So what are we going to do today?" she asks as she drys the last of the spoons on her chest fur "WE are going to see about finding YOU another place to live." you say as you take the spoon from her and brush some of her dust off it before returning it to the drawer. >"Oh.." she says with a slight droop of her ears. "Don't start Missy, I told you last night you could stay once. I'm not going to throw you out the door but you have to find another place." you state as firmly as possible. >This news only causes her chin to sink into her fuzzy chest as her head droops lower. >God damn stupid cute sad pony moth things... "But I suppose that...I don't know, if you find a place you can...visit me or something." you lamely attempt to console her. >Her head perks back up a bit, "Really?" "Yeah, sure." you say as you rub the back of your neck. "But lets head out, I want to talk to some of my friends and see if they can't help." >"Okay, I wanted to see what this place looked like during the daytime anyway." >Locking up your house you head out into the town, Gray Scale flutters along behind you taking in the sights of the town >The warm sunshine baths P0nyville in good mood as the towns inhabitants go about their day. >A few wave and nod to you in greeting as you pass, but more still leave lingering stares at your companion. >Hm, seems moth ponies aren't all that common, though no where near as rare as 6 foot tall shaved apes. >Gray doesn't seem to notice or mind as she happily flits about inspecting various flowers and trees with a small "ooh" and "ahh". >Coming up on the Tree-brary that Purple Smart calls home you rapt a knuckle against the door. >"Coming!" says a voice from inside, shortly before its pulled open by the small lizard that dwells within. >"Hey Anon, whats up?" Spike says extending a fist which you bump in return. "Heya short man. Whats the haps." you've always liked this kid. >"Who's your...er.. friend?" he asks as he notices Gray Scale behind you, toying with the library sign. "This is Gray Scale, she's a moth-pony I guess." >"Mothpony." Gray says without turning her gaze from the sign as she swings it back and forth in its hooks. "Right..." you say as you simply shrug at Spike, he returns the shrug. "I was hoping to talk to Twilight?" >"Come on in." he steps aside permitting you entry. >Gray gives the sign one more push with her hoof before she giggles and follows you inside. >In the center of the library sits the pony you were looking for, buried in yet another book. "Twilight." you call out to her. >Her focus is pulled from the book as she looks up as you enter, "Oh, hello Anonymous! What brings you here?" "I was wondering if you could help me find a place for a fuzzy little thing I have?" >A light blush forms across Twilight's face as she responds "Anonymous that's rather forward of you, don't you think?" Slapping your head against your outstretched palm you correct the bookworm, "NO! Nothing like that, I mean I need to find a home for my friend here." >Gesturing behind you, Gray realizes shes being introduced and she tears her gaze from the rows of books that surround you. >"Hi!" she chirps, "I'm Gray Scale." >"Oh wow Anon!" says Twilight as she hops up and rushes towards the two of you, "Where did you find her?" "My closet..." Twilight glances up at you, "Long story." >Turning back to Gray, Twlight's horn lights up as she magics a scroll and parchment to herself. >"I've never seen a moth pony before! I read about them, but they're thought to have disappeared many years ago." Twilight states >"I can disappear if I close my eyes!" Gray offers up as she covers her eyes with her fore-hooves. >Twilight pays Gray's comment no heed as she continues jotting down notes, whilst mumbling under her breath. >You're not quite sure what shes writing as the purple unicorn wont stay in place long enough for you to read over her shoulder. >Gray doesn't seem to care though as shes enjoying the attention, giggling here and there as Twilight pokes her with the odd hoof before stopping to scribble furiously at her parchment. >You knew you should of went to Fluttershy first, you think as you drag your hand down the length of your face with an exasperated sigh "Look Twilight I know this is the like, the best thing to ever happen or whatever but I need a hand, not a thesis." >"Uh huh.." is Twilight's only response. "A little help with my predicament?" >"yeah.." "Some advice?" >"okay..." "Perhaps a new weasel stick to ram into my cloud garden?" >Un-phased by your comment you've obviously lost her. Though you hear Gray laugh. Turning to the moth-pony, "Gray? A little help here please?" >She gets the idea as she snaps her wings open, causing Twilight to jump back in surprise. "Thanks." you tell Gray, she smiles in response. "Twilight, focus for a second, I need your help." >"Sorry Anonymous, I got a little distracted." she says as she reluctantly magics her quill and parchment onto a nearby desk. >"It's okay, I get that way too when the pretty lights show up." Gray says in what she thinks is a comforting tone as she pats one of Twilight's hooves. >Twilight eyes the moth-pony for a second before she turns back to you. "What can I help with?" >Before long you've explained last nights events and the discovery of your new fuzzy burden to Twilight. "...and that's where I was hoping you could help me with Grays living arrangements." you finish dryly. >Twilight's silent for a moment before jumping to her hooves. "Oh I have an idea, we should... >You swear to god that if she says "send a letter to the princess" you are going to kick her purple flank.. >but before you can finish that thought, "..send a letter to the princess!" >-20 points from Gryffindor... "Thanks Twilight, you get right on that." you reply flatly as you turn to leave. >"Don't worry Anon I will!" says the purple one as she returns back to her beloved parchment. >"Byeee! It was nice to meet you!" Gray says as she follows you out the door. >As you walk away from the library, Gray turns to you "She seem'd nice! And I liked the way her horn glowed, it was pretty!" >You merely grunt in response as walk towards the edge of town, moth-pony in tow. >Maybe Fluttershy can be some actual help, you hope.