>Day Puns in Equestria
>A loud noise disturbs your slumber.
>What the bloody hell is that racket?
>Head downstairs, and barely miss the last step.
>That's one way to wake up.
>Heading outside, several ponies putting the finishing touches on a large stage.
>They bring you a chair and instruct you to sit in it.
"This better be good."
>From behind the curtain comes Yellowquiet.
>She approaches a single microphone on stage.
>"I've compiled this special show just for you to see if puns are your fetish!"
>Oh God.
>No.
>Please.
>"I really w-wanted to do this for you earlier, but lately my voice has been a little horse."
>Not even the crickets chirped.
>"I'm really hoping that this one will make your heart a bit less colt."
>Oh god make it stop.
>"Or maybe you herd that one before."
>They aren't even good puns.
>"I tried to get help from Granny Smith, but she seems to be pasture prime."
>You ponder the best way to exit this situation unscathed.
>"Sooner or later I'll make you my mane man."
>How long did she take to think these up?
>"I promise we will have a stable relationship."
>Your mind is beginning to numb.
"Fluttershy. Puns aren't my fetish."
>She looks at you disappointedly.
>"You mean I didn't even stirrup your emotions?"
>You walk back to your home.
"If you keep working on your puns, you may harness your potential."
>You close the door and hear the disassembling of the stage.
>You really mustang out with different ponies.