>You are Anonymous
>and you are currently the happiest man alive
>you have just gotten yourself a mothpony gf
>and now he two of you are spooning in your bed
>you are the big spoon and Cinnamon is the little spoon
“huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue”
>if only it was not for that weird sound coming from outside
>you squeeze Cinnamon closer to your own body, making her coo in enjoyment
“I wish this moment would last forever...”
>”I wish that t-“
“huehuehuehuehuehuehue”
>”I wi-“
“huehuehuehuehuehuehue”
>”Wait a moment Cinnamon I have to go and check what is making that sound
>you leave Cinnamons warmth and make your way to the bedroom window and pull the blinds up
>and immediately let them fall back down and turn around
>the sound seems to wake Cinnamon up as she lifts her body and looks at you
“Anon, is there something wrong?”
>you start to sweat a bit
>”No, nothing’s wrong, everything’s fine”
>but in fact, everything is not fine
>there’s a fuckload of laughing ducks behind your window
“huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue”
>oh god you still hear them
“So, what was making the sound?”
>oh damn, what to say, you do not want to ruin this special moment
>”...Oh nothing it was just the wind, I need to go get umm... some water...yes, be right back!”
>before Cinnamon can ask anything else you quickly bail from the bedroom
>suddenly you hear a crash coming from the bathroom
“Anon what was that?”
>”It’s nothing, I accidently dropped a thing”
>you tiptoe your way to the door that leads to your bathroom and press your ear against it
“huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue”
>son of a bitch
>you pull the bathroom door open and suddenly you are blinded by a rush of feathers and laughing
“HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE!”
>ducks, a lot of ducks shoot out from your bathroom like a torrent of evil and flood the corridors of your house
>suddenly you hear the door to your bedroom open
“Anon what’s all the rac- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
>”Cinnamon close the door!”
>you can’t see anything thanks to the ducks hitting against your face and feathers floating about and getting into your eyes
“I-I can’t Anon, they are getting in!”
>”I’m coming for you Cinnamon!”
>you start to make your way towards Cinnamons voice
>it grows muffled and distant, getting drowned by the never-ending torrent of ducks laughing
>you can’t see properly due to all the ducks and their wings flapping against your face, not to mention when some of them just straight up fly against you
>the air is heavy with feathers, and they are starting to tickle your nose and throat now
>you sneeze uncontrollably as you feel lightheaded at the lack of air
>you try to suck in as much as you can, but the feathers tickle your throat and send you into a coughing fit
>you stumble and fall to the door as ducks hit you in your legs and you accidently step on some
>as you fall you can still hear the never-ending taunt of the ducks
“HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE”
>suddenly there is a scream
>Cinnamons scream!
>”*cough cough* Cinn- *cough* Cinnamon, are you *cough* ok!”
“Help me Anon these ducks have something that looks like a freaky corkscrew coming out of them and they are cornering me!”
>it... it can’t be
>Awww hell naw!
>you use all of the strength you have left to force yourself up and brace yourself against the wall
>but then you feel something hard hit you in the eye
>you close both of your eyes on reflex
>”Goddamit”
>and then you feel another painful pinch
>and then some more
>suddenly you fall to the ground as your body jerks on reflex at every nip
>the ducks are biting you
>you flail your hands around but you do not hit anything
“HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE”
>you keep twitching on the floor as the ducks bite you everywhere they can while laughing
“NO STAY AWAY FROM ME! ANON HELP I THINK THEY’RE GOING TO-“
>suddenly there is a thump of something colliding with something and then the thump of someone falling to the floor
>”C-CINNAMON!”
>there is no answer
>only the laughter of ducks
“HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE”
>you try to get up again but the ducks keep you on the floor with their flurry of attacks
>then you hear another sound
>peculiar, wet sounds and crazed quacks
>the ducks in the hallway seem to get even more fired up by this and become much more ruthless in their laughter and attacks
“HUE!HUE!HUE!HUE!HUE!HUE!HUE!”
>then it finally dawns to you
>corkscrews, wet sounds, an unconscious Cinnamon
>these ducks are raping her
>you hear another sound of a window breaking and more ducks rushing in as you scream in fury and try to get up
>but your lack of oxygen has made you weak as you fall back onto the floor and hit your head against it
>you start to loose consciousness rapidly
>the last thing you are aware of is the sounds of the ducks laughing as your consciousness fades to black
“HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE!”