Anon, get back here!
>lolnope.jpg
>continue to channel the true spirit of Kenya
Anon, i swear to Celestia, I WILL make you suffer and Marble won't help you this time!
>might be true, seeing how grump hors was now two stories tall
>and it's totally not your fault, excuse you very much!
>when she kept yapping about some rock or someshit, you just kinda tuned out
>kept simply listening to her voice
>she did notice you weren't paying attention though
>earned yourself a bap on the head and an angry glare
>well, one more angry glare
You weren't listening! Gah, just [spoiler]you faggots know what you can't do[/spoiler]
>Obviously, you had to touch it.
>it was a rock
>whatever the fuck did you expect?
>a somewhat warm rock, but still. A simple piece of stone.
>so you poked it once more
>rubbed it a bit
>licked it
>confusion reigns supreme, what the fuck is so special about this bloody thing?
>leaned on it, slid down to the ground and opened the newest newspaper
>Ponyville hasn't rebuilt it's library yet
>griffins are still lesser species
>Everfree's still fucked
>wow news are shit
 
>be Limestone
>and you just fucking know that asshole tuned you out
>It's evening now, and with the work done for today you're settling in for some rest
>anon must be heading back to his place by now, you think
>he only visits once in a while, calls it "friendly neighbour check ups"
>things always went wrong after that
>like that one time he came and kept pestering you all day about different colours of rocks
>kept claiming they were all Shades of Grey
>you feel your frown tighten at the memory
>whatever, you still wanted to watch him
>KEEP AN EYE ON HIM
>Marble is beside you, ready to slide under covers
>She looks even more timid than usual today, as if she was trying to make herself small and unnoticeable
>You swear, if that circus reject did something to upset her, you'll feed him his own eyeballs
Hey. Everything okay, sis?
>she jumps a bit and looks up at you with those big, scared eyes.
>wait a sec, looks up?
>you both seem to come to the same realisation at the same time
>Marble takes a step backwards and looks between yourself and the doorway
>you glance down to see the floor slowly moving away
>and you
>you can feel your blood boil
>Holder's Boulder is a channelling talisman, it's magic coming from earth itself and being dispersed throughout the farm, helping with rock production
>but for it to stay stable and not blow up, it needed a backup battery, just incase something touched it and interrupted the flow
>a certain stupid, green something
>all of these thoughts flew through your head as fast as you flew towards the stairs down, noticing just how cramped your house was becoming
>you made it out of the room just fine, only banging your head on the doorframe and letting loose a stream of expletives
>the stairwell was where trouble started
>floorboards were already creaking under your increasing mass and you started feeling walls brushing your flanks
>you made it to the turn when you realised you were stuck
>stairs started creaking even more ominously under you and you felt your front hooves slip from the platform, now too big to fit
>you tried to wiggle your hips a bit, doing your best to dislodge, but to no avail
>as much as you hated it, there was only one way out now, and you needed to grow a bit more for that to happen
>anon is sooo paying for the damages
 
>be anon
>and you know that sound
>growling, menacing, almost as a predator stalking it's prey, ready to pounce
>and it's getting louder
>holy fuck you must be hungry
>oh yeah, there's also some noise coming from the Pies' house
>wood creaking, grunting and non stop stream of swears you'd be writing down if you had a pen
>honestly, she's been going on for, like, 5 minutes and hasn't repeated herself once
>you yawn, put your paper away and stretch
>a loud snap makes you worry that you've somehow broken something
>but it's shortly followed by yet another thud from the house
>Obviously followed by even more choice words
>hey, you heard your name!
>might as well check what's going on
>open the front door
ANON I WILL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF, YOU'VE TOUCHED THE HOL...
>close the front door
>yup, Limest of stone horses was currently about 4.5 meters tall and was stuck crouching (lying? What the fuck is the proper terminology for horses?) in the mess that was the front room
>she was also starting to get creative with her insults
>must be running out of steam
>well, that can easily be fixed
>open front door
>spend a couple of seconds just taking in those gorgeous, green, narrowed eyes
I'm going to burn your house once I get out
>You just grin and step inside
>that just seems to tick her off and she grunts with redoubled effort to break free
>how cute, she's actually trying to avoid collateral in her house
>but you just kept walking
>she notices it too, how you kept getting closer, slowing down her struggles and going cross eyed trying to look at you in front her muzzle
>is that a blush?
>does not matter.
>you had a mission.
>[spoiler]BOOP[/spoiler]
>she scrunches up her nose and rears her head as much as she can, promptly bumping the ceiling with her head
>She's shaking with rage by now, and your objective is complete
>you turn around and start walking when you hear her strain once again
>except this time it is accompanied by the sound of breaking wood
>you hurry outside and turn around
>Limestone carefully crawls through the hole she made in one of the walls
>her face is beet red, in shame from being booped of from pure anger - you do not know
>her hindquarters get stuck here, too, but with one more push she's fully out
>she turns to you, narrows her eyes and says a single word
Run
>may Usain be with you, for no rolled up newspapers can save you now