>In ponyville, buying some fresh Quills.
>Don't want a fucking Sofa, stop asking you asshole.
>I could syphon your soul out of your fucking eyesockets
>Why won't you stop trying to sell me furniture?
"Listen, my friend.."
>The salesman looks at you, curiously
"Shut. Up. Please."
>Grab your quills, toss the bits on the counter, and fuck off at Warp 12.
>Two feet from the door, you nearly slam into Pinkie.
>Not this shit too
>"Hiya Anon! What are ya doin'? Are ya busy? Where ya headed to?"
>Barely have time to finish this thought before she keeps talking.
>"So I was wondering, I'm throwing a party today, and I would love if you were to come to it!"
>How to explain this gently...
"I am sorry, Pinkie, but my schedule is rather packed at the moment. I have numerous spells I need to Catalogue, and I am horrendously tardy as is, I canno-"
>Pinkies mane deflates
>You look around a little bit.
>Last thing you needed was Pinkies dimension-rattling abilities disturbing your secrets
"Alright. I'll come. When is it?"
>She is once again energized.
>You can feel in your gut this will not end well.
>Hour later, arrive at the party.
>Damn Pinkie, this takes the cake.
>Over nine-thousand ponies present
>This will be painful.
>You live in a tower, in isolation. You are not a socialite.
>Find Pinkie as best you can.
"Hello Pinkie!"
>Let's get this over with
>"Hey Anon! Liking the party?"
"I love it. I'm gonna go mingle, see you about!"
>Walk off, then when you're sure you're out of sight, meld into the shadows, dissappearing in a blot of oily smoke.
>Spend the next few hours waiting, bored, in the shadows.
>Finally, a more managable number.
>Return from the shadows, and find Twilight
"That was a huge party, Pinkie outdid herself this time."
>"Yeah, that was seriously crazy. I didn't see you at all though!"
>Shit.
"I was mostly along the peripherals. I'm not too much of a party goer."
>Rarity approaches
>"Me neither, where were you this whole time, Anon darling?"
>Oh Nerull, this is going poorly
"Mostly sitting by the walls. I was a little uncomfortable in the crowd."
>Applejack approaches. You expect the worst
>"Now that ya mention it, I didn't see mucha Anon either. Where Did ya get off ta?"
>Mellifleur spare me
>Fluttershy this time, she's looking healthier, thankfully.
>"Oh, it's alright girls. He spent most of his time with me. He knows how shy I can be, and wanted to keep me company."
>The accusing air evaporates, and everyone is happy with you.
>You glance at Fluttershy, making 'Eye' contact for a split moment.
>You know exactly what she's doing.
>You owe her now, and she wants more.
>mfw she follows you as you make to leave.
>Burning rubber to get away from fluttershy
>She hounds you like the beasts of Hell
>Nearly at your tower
>With a motion, the door flies open, and you DIVE
>DIVE DIVE DIVE!
>AAUOOOGA!
>You catch three feet of air, atleast, and slide a good five feet into your tea room.
>Black whisps grip the door and slam it shut
>You're safe now
>Your wards are strong enough
>The Living canno-
"Nerull spare me..."
>Look upstairs, and watch Fluttershy fly through your open window
>Her appearence dissipates almost immediately, revealing her sickly form
>"I'm sorry Anon, I didn't know you were in such a rush to get home. I would have just flown here first."
>You're trapped in here with a Pegasi that intends to have her way with your femur
>In desperation, you call up a distraction
>In a flash of light, you realize you have no clue what's going to happen
>Your sight returns from the flash, and you find yourself nude and nailed to the floor
>With a giggle, fluttershy lands atop you, and leans in close.
>"Got a lot more to work with tonight, don't we?"
 
Fucking Fluttershy.