>>LAST TIME
>YOU HAD A TIFF WITH CADENCE
>SHINING IS A PUSSY
>CADENCE GOES OFF TO SAVE SLUTBRA
>YOU'RE MISSING A PART OF YOUR SOUL
>CELESTIA AND LUNA APPEAR
>THEY TROLL YOU
>SHINING GOES OFF TO SAVE SLUTBRA
>YOU'RE WATCHING THE TRIAL VIA CRYSTAL TELEVISION
>AND NOW
>TRIXIE VS TWILIGHT, THE LEGAL BATTLE OF THE CENTURY BEGINS!
 
>The absurdity of the situation is not lost on you.
>Twilight and Trixie sit at the desks, glaring at each other, as Celestia, in dark sunglasses, is getting the crowd riled up and pumped.
>Luna is crossed-hoofed in a referee uniform, a serious look on her face.
>Dese Pones, man.
>You shovel a mouthful of sugar gems in your mouth, entranced.
>"WELCOOOOOOME TO The Central Court, where we are READY for some MALICE in the PALACE!" yells Celestia
>"AW HELLETH TO THY YESSES! MARES! COLTS! GET YOUR TAILS OUT FROM 'NEATH YOUR RUMPS AND SHOWETH US THY EXCITEMENT!" roars Luna
>The croowd whoops and cheers, a seething roiling mass of multicoloured of gibbering flesh
>You see the cameras flash, hooves wave, eyes roll.
>With horror you realize you may have seen this awful thing before.
>"Now let's hear it for the RANCHY RRROYALS!"
>Lights play around the field and cheer...stallions?
>wtf?
>The well muscled and strategically tight-panted colts enter the ... court?... and gyrate and dance to the beat and Celestia's riling.
>Jesus Christ how horrifying.
>You SO want the Crystal guards to do this ANon
>Shut up dick
>And then you can gently suck them off, handling those glorious balls
>SHUT UP DICK
>And then swallow their loads from Slutbra's juicy pussy.
>...Dick.
>Yes Anon?
>No.
>Oh Anon, you silly sod, you say no, but I say YES!
>No. Not even a little.
>Hey, Anon.
>What, dick.
>Look to your left.
>You feel warm breath on your neck.
>You turn and there's a crystal stallion, grey, his soul sounding like rain on a window and smelling like the heady floral, faintly erotic scent on a warm spring evening.
>The name Summer Splash comes to mind.
>Splash simply grins and raises his eyebrows suggestively.
"No." you say with dawning horror
>"Yes." he says gently, nuzzling you.
>And now your left hand, of it's own voilition, is fondling a random stallion's balls.
>Fuck you life.
>Yes, fuck your life indeed!
>Shut up dick.
>You turn your attention back to the screen, despite how you test with your nimble fingers determine how weighty those achingly full orbs are.
>The quiet, lusty moans of the stallion are disappearing into the background as the Ranchy Royals finish their routine to the sound of braying and yells and cheers.
>The stallion's hot breath on your cheek has not.
>God dammit.
>And now THAT'S having an effect on your person.
>Well, not you, really.
>Just your dick.
>"LADIES AND GENTLECOOOOOLTS! ON THE WEST SIDE WE HAVE THE ONE, THE ONLY, THE SAVIOUR OF EQUESTRIA, THE PURPLE EVERFREE KILLER BEE, TWILIGHT SPARKUUUUUUUUL!" announces Celestia, full of energy
>The scream from the audience is loud, muddled with the occasional very loud booing.
>"Yes Colts and Mares, this Magical Mother-Copulator is the master of mystical combat and a magnificent study, but she is sorely inexperienced in the way of legalese!" commentates Luna, "It'll be an interrrrresting game of strategy to defeat her, folks!"
>Twilight is looking nervous, her eyes darting around the crowd.
>She looks to the front, to Shining and Cadence, and her expression hardens.
>She nods, looks determined, and glares at Trixie.
>"KNIGHTS AND DAAAAAAAAMES! ON THE EAST SIDE, I PRESENT THE LAW; THE GREAT, THE LAWFUL, THE LEGAL AND LAWYERFUL, TRIXIE LULAMOOOOOOOOOON!" announces Celestia, jumping in her seat.
>The crowd neighs and cheers, exploding with firework sparklers. The hisses and whistles from the schizophrenic breathing, sweating mass against her diminish the effect.
>"Folks, this is definetely one mare to watch, for while she's small in the spell section, her grasp of acts, edicts and decrees, and indeed her very words themselves are a wicked, worrisome weapon!" commentates Luna, "She won't be able to win through brute strength, but in a court match like this, anything is possible!"
>Trixie is in her element, waving and smiling to the crowds, her face joyful.
>She turns to Twilight, her grin cocky, her eyes baleful, oozing confidence.
>Quite a few ponies cheer as it disappears on a non-existant wind.
>These pones.
>You turn your head around, searching for a drink.
>Because damn your thirsty, and you want to occupy at least one hand with not groping another stallion's cock.
>You look around at the crystal ponies watching the action.
>And by action you mean your casual molestation of Summer Splash.
>He doesn't seem to mind or notice, his eyes are closed and he has a goofy grin on his face.
>You however grimace and quickly turn back to the courtroom, mortified.
>A mare with the sound of clanging metal and the flickering of flame leans in, hoofs you a glass of water, and quietly FEELs "Don't worry Anon, we don't think your gay...much" before leaning back, chuckling.
>God dammit.
>Celestia briefly adjusts her silly wig with her hooves, and politely coughs.
>"Mares and Gentlecolts," she yells, "Please have order in the court!" she bangs the gravel.
>Amongst the steaming, writhing crowd is a loud cacophony of banging and stamping, before the crowd winds down to quiet.
>Luna trots to the middle of the court.
>"Alright ladies, I want a nice, clean battle. No collateral, no messing of the hair, and I'd prefer to NOT try and reconstruct one of your corpses. Twilight Sparkle?"
>"Ave imperator!" she says, unsure
>Luna turns to the Blue Unicorn "Trixie Lulamoon?"
>"AVE IMPERATOR!" she shouts, vibrating with energy.
>Luna nods, then retires to the back of the court, and nods to Celestia.
>Celestia clears her throat.
>The crowd instantly turns quiet.
>A few of the ponies take their caps off, respectfully.
>"Order! Order! Order!" calls Celestia, "Hear Ye, for so before the Royal We, we judge with purpose for justice and peace for Equestria. Ancestors, bless our methods, and our purpose. So the Royal We now hears the case, of Just Sombra of the Crystal Empire, and Trixie Lulamoon of the Equestrian High-Princessdom."
>High princessdom? the fuck?
>Wouldn't that be a Principality?
>"The charges brought on the court are Destruction of Property, Mental Trauma and Disrespect of an Equestrian," Celestia states, "These charges are serious, and must be treated so,"
>She holds the gavel high.
>The silent mass is as if carved from granite, waiting in anticipation of this moment.
>Celestia smirks, drawing out the moment.
>She looks over the crowd, grinning.
>"BEGIN PROCEEDINGS!"
>She bangs the gavel.
>The crowd goes ballistic.
>Trixie stands on the desk quick as a flash
>"I CALL ANONYMOUS TO THE STAND!" she yells
>Twilight quickly counters
>"OBJECTION! Anonymous is currently in-" she quickly whips up a shield, blocking sparkling magical darts, "-the Crystal Empire,-" she grits her teeth, "and is unable to comment!"
>The barrage quickly subsides
>"Sustained!" cries Celestia
>The crowd cheers and boos and awws, a living crowd of many yet one in life and purpose.
>Twilight grins, then breaks up her shield into several screens, forming a moving, shifting, interlocking pattern between her and Trixie.
>Trixie frumps, revving the magic
>"I CALL SLUTBRA TO THE STAND!" She shouts
>Each of the shields begin to move faster.
>"OBJECTION!" Says Trixie, powering her horn, "This Slutbra doesn't exis-"Trixie's eyes widen as the screens suddenly turn into a cloud of shrapnel, and surge out towards her.
>She quickly narrows her eyes, and unleashes a laser into the onslaught.
>The shield fragmetns bash against Trixie's laser
>"Sustained!" shouts Celestia, "Slutbra is the alias of of Just Sombra!"
>Trixie grits her teeth.
>The colour of the laser changes from sky blue to red.
>The shield shards suddenly melt and dissipate.
>"BUT as a non-citizen of the Princessdom-" Trixie vents her horn, steam hissing into the air, "Slutbra or Sombra neither has no say in this court under the Greys and Hughes Act of 1289!"
>She quickly tosses her head, the steam suddenly filling her side of the room.
>Celestia looks thoughtful.
>"I'll accept that. OVERRULED!"
>The sound of stamping hooves and whoops from the crowd breifly climax.
>Seriously?
>They have a law that disregards someone's testamony if they're from another country!?
>Twilight looks briefly shocked, but then regains her composure
>"But during the events-" she peers into the fog, "-Just Sombra was Crystal King, wasn't he?" she lights up her horn, her mane suddenly blowing about, "Then technically this whole case can be thrown out under the Cake Budget!"
>A sudden rush of wind swirls into Trixie's half, causing a mini-tornado.
>"OBJECTION!" says Trixie, suddenly appearing on the court.
>Twilight looks startled.
>Trixie Revs the Horn Muscle, "Under the Diplomats Act, while Sombra was in exile," she really REVS the magic, "He no longer had the rights and priviledges of Nobilitas, hence he was still responsible for his actions!"
>Trixie is visibly straining.
>Twilight quickly turns her attention from the tornado, and quickly blasts the spot where Trixie is revving.
>The shots go straight through Trixie and smack the ground.
>"Wh-wha-" says Twilight, before the desk on Trixie's side suddenly splinters in half, revealing Trixie, her eyes manic, her face grinning in determination.
>Both halfs soar to either side of Twilight and crash together.
>A sign pops up on the bench in front of Celestia, shouting 'DESK SMASH = 1'
>The crowd "oooooos!" in awe and pain, as ponies chatter excitedly about the first broken desk.
>"Over-RULED!" says Celestia
>The desks mash together, paper and parchment flying everywhere.
>Trixie grins viciously, her eyes dancing with rage and glee.
>A strange purple goo begins to emerge from the cracks.
>It slips into a puddle on the court.
>Then another.
>Then another.
>Out of these three puddles form three simulcras of Twilight Sparkle
>Trixie blinks, then narrows her eyes.
>ANONYMOUS.
>Oh fuck me!
>THIS BEHAVIOUR WITH THE STALLION.
>What about it, you internally groan
>PERFORM IT WITH FRAMEWORK.
>...what.
>WE WISH FOR YOU TO ATTEMPT CONSUMATION. WE MAY BE ABLE TO BETTER REACH OTHER PONIES THIS WAY, RATHER THAN YOUR PITIFUL ATTEMPTS AND CONVERSATION.
>Well maybe if you weren't so poor with the 'words' I'd be better able to communicate!
>YOU LACK THE ABILITY TO COMPREHEND.
>"Anonymous..."
>Ergh.
>Your hand mercifully stops groping Summer Splash.
"Yes, Framework?"
>"Er..." he stutters a bit, "Can I...this is most irregular, but..."
>You turn your head from the screen, and look at him.
>Deep into those beautiful, purple, mature eyes.
>Framework looks at you, breathing deeply.
>Why are you feeling thi-
>CONSUMATE.
>Dear lord, SERIOUSLY!?
>CONSUMATE, OUR DISCIPLE HAS WAITED LONG FOR IT.
>You tear your eyes from Framework's to roll them, just as Framework's lips meet yours.
>That deep baritone has gone from chorus deep to Barry White Seductive.
>It's strangely soothing and erotic
>He quickly backs off, keeping the kiss simultaneously chaste and tempting.
>But, this is freakin' Framework
>He's like, 90 or something
>Well actually about forty
>Okay maybe thirty five
>It matters not, Anon, I desire his cock.
>Dick. Stop. Right the fuck now.
>ANONYMOUS, LISTEN TO YOUR REPRODUCTIVE ORGAN. IT IS MOST WISE.
>Framework, worked up, hasilty pulls off his sacred robes and head piece, and manuveurs over the bodies in front of you.
>He faces you, and climbs up your person, positioning his hips in front of your face.
>You can still see straight through him, the screen being tinged indigo.
>His front hooves wrap around the back of your head, his semi-hard member touching your lips.
>Oh god.
>FEAR NOT ANONYMOUS. THIS IS MERELY... EXPERIMENTATION.
>You neck muscles strain as your head moves on it's own.
>You attempt to watch the action to try and completely avoid the erotic feeling of your lips engulf Framework's cock, you hands fondling, groping and stroking Framework's balls and dick.
>Needless to say, you fail miserably.
>A strong taste of nutella enters your mouth as you lick the stallion's cockhead
>Framework moans quietly, his voice hitching occasionally, his back legs shaking.
>The three Twilights are alternating between flying, jumping and running around.
>Each of them has performed magic, and during arguments they speak as one.
>Trixie hasn't been able to determine which one is the real Twilight.
>Unfortunately for Twilight...
>"OVER-RULE-ED!" Yells Celestia
>The crowd cheers and jeers wildly, sweaty and excited, slimy and crazed.
>One of the Twilight's frown.
>Trixie quickly whacks the simulcra with an icy blast, and quickly smacks it with one half of her desk.
>The other two quickly move back to Twilight's desk, and reform back into a frustrated, huffing and puffing Twilight Sparkle.
>Trixie grins, although she's huffing and puffing just as hard.
>Twilight spreads her wings
>"Dearest Royal We," she states, "I have a question!" her eyes goe white, "Is Slutbra the same pony as Sombra?"
>Celestia blinks
>"I throw this discussion to the court!" she says
>A sign saying ''To the Court!' sponsored by Sunny D' suddenly lights up behind Celestia.
>The crowd chants "To the Court! To the Court!"
>Trixie and Twilight stand next to each other in a small circle in the middle of the court.
>All the lights outside the circle dim, and Luna materializes
>"Short range, same force," she quickly says.
>Trixie narrows her eyes in concentration, as Twilight serenely stares at Trixie.
>"And....GO!" her hoof passes down between them.
>Instantly the light flares up between Twilight and Trixie
>"Hey, you're using too much power!" yells Trixie
>"It just means you have to use more pwoer to match me!" grins Twilight.
>Trixie suddenly realizes she's been put into a situation where even though she may match Twilight's power, she can't do it for long.
>Trixie frowns briefly, then grins.
>"Sombra IS Slutbra - a name change is meaningless in the eyes of the Law!"
>"But Slutbra is a construct made from Sombra, distinct," replies Twilight, "Technically, he is a new she, and thus is not Sombra,"
>Trixie grimaces, sweating hard, while Twilight smiles, smugly
>"But...he...is still Sombra, otherwise he would be unable to pass on his crown to Anonymous!" says Trixie
>"But things can pass from the what came before to what came after under the Reconstructed Decree of 0 BCE," replies Twilight
>"Such as charges brought against their previous selves!" reasons Trixie, straining visibly, "Hence, even if Slutbra didn't commit the acts, if enough remains, Slutbra is responsible for OSmbra's actions!"
>"Yes, but that's immoral," scoffs Twilight.
>"But it is legal," says Celestia, "Motion over-ruled to the EXTREEEEEEME!"
>The crowd goes wild as the lights turn on over the field.
>Twilight's head snaps to Celestia
>"Are you SERIOUS!?" she says, stunned,
>Celestia simply sighs
>"You have no idea how many criminals tried to use Reconstruction to avoid their fates. This applies to criminal charges as well, Twilight."
>Trixie grins, smugly.
>"But, but, but' stutters Twilight, "That's like blaming the filly for the mares mistake! Heck, what about Trixie when she went insane and took over Ponyville?"
>"You excused her actions," says Celestia.
>"But that was because it was the right thing to do! Why, if a pony has been as completely changed as Slutbra has-"
>"Over. Ruled. Twilight, cease and desist."
>A bunch of scantily clad Royal guards suddenly appear on Twilight's side of the room, and stoically shake their rears towards the crowd.
>The sign on Celestia's desk changes to "CEASE AND DESIST; TWILIGHT SPARKLE"
>The Crowd boos and yells and screams.
>The entire thing is offputting, let alone seeing Twilight get royally smacked down legally.
>It feels...it feels like a poor facsimilie of the Whole.
>A mockery.
>You can't put your finger on it though, but it seems somehow impure compared to the Crystal Ponies.
>Heck, even having Framework's cock in your mouth right now doesn't seem half as disgusting as the crowd on the screen does.
>"Oh by the Crystal, I can FEEL it!" moans Framework suddenly.
>The throbbing dick in your mouth ragingly pulses
>A thick, syrupy mass enters you mouth, and another, and another
>You dutifully drain that dick, pumping it hard.
>Or at least whatever alien force is in control of your muscles right now.
>And something jumps from you to him in that Ecstatic instant
>Your mind is briefly fizzled by it.
>Framework's rear hooves slacken, and he slides down your front, leaving a trail of his seed down your front, eventually rolling itno the ponies in front of you, to lie on the ground, amazed.
>His rear leg kicks, occassionally.
>THIS WAS SUCCESSFUL. OUR TRANSFERENCE WAS BRIEF, BUT WITH REPEATED CONSUMATIONS HE WILL HAVE A BETTER PICTURE.
>Goddammit.
>You just randomly sucked off someone with no emotional attachment.
>You feel sullied by the act.
>What would Shining or Cadence say?
>THEY WOULD NOT MIND. YOU ARE SHARING US WITH OTHERS, AS WELL AS ... 'LOVE' ... IT IS AS IT SHOULD BE, SHARD.
>You blink, feeling mentally drained, a little disgusted but very, very aroused, just as Summer Splash leans in and licks your face clean.
>The little contact sends the smells of different flowers into you with each wet press.
>You look at at him, stunned.
>He grins, then leans over and releases your cock from it's prison.
>Your dick is suddenly being clumsily but loving worked over by Summer Splash
>You gently stroke his mane, and he FEELS his appreciation.
>You look over behind him to where his ... FIANCE!? is leaning on Summer's back, giving you the Eyes.
>She mock-sultry FEELs "You can 'consumate' with me later, if you want your 'heterosexuality' intact,"
>These fucking ponies.
>She smirks, nuzzles you, then turns back to the screen.
>You blink, not quite sure what you feel, or how much of it is actually 'you', and turn back to the screen.
>Twlight and Trixie as squaring off across the court.
>Twlight is pissed but focused.
>Her horn begins to glow.
>Trixie is visibly tired, but still has a cocky grin.
>She draws herself up.
>"Royal We of the Royal Court," says Trixie, "I believe there is enough evidence to prove that Sombra is guilty of the charges,"
>A blue sheen enwraps her horn
>"My own experiences are long and arduous, and have scarred me for life!"
>She begins to sparkle.
>"OBJECTION!" Yells Twilight, "Trixie's experiences are to be discounted, due to a conflict of interest! She herself should not represent herself!"
>"COUNTER!" Yells Trixie, turning into a cloud of sparkling magic, "Celestia is the teacher of Twilight Sparkle, hence the defence has a conflict of interest!"
>She zooms at Twilight
>Twilight counters by shooting jets of water at the sparkles
>The sparkles dodge, dip and weave as Twilight casually attempts to get Trixie
>"COUNTER!" cries Twilight, "Trixie also has a past history with the defendant which would skew the case!"
>"COUNTER!" yells the dodging, weaving mass of sparkles, "Twilight Sparkle was responsible for Sombra's 'mind-change', hence is abetting a criminal!"
>"That's a lie!" screams Twilight.
>Instantly the water jet becomes a shower. The sparkles wink out and Trixie collapses on the ground.
>She quickly rolls away as the water turns to fire.
>"I did that because I was aiming for Anonymous!" growls Twilight, "Slutbra was put in the way at the last second! Slutbra's change was not my fault!"
>Trixie quickly glances at Celestia
>"COUNTER!" she yells, quickly forming a shield, "Under the Spell Actlaw of 548 Twilight is still responsible for Sombra's change, regardless of accident or no! Consequently, she has aided and abetted a criminal, hence conflict of interest!"
>Twilight stops the flame.
>She narrows her eyes at Trixie, then makes an icy ball.
>She promptly smashes it into Trixie's shield.
>The bubble shield holds, but Trixie budges slightly.
>Twilight, however, has seen her chance.
>She quickly forms a large ice ball.
>Trixie is panting, and pours her magic into the shield.
>Twilight builds up the ball, then proptly smacks Trixie with it.
>The shield holds, but Trixie is sent flying.
>She bounces off the back wall, and lands on the ground, hard, the bubble shield popping.
>Twilight quickly smacks Trixie with a splotch of paint.
>"YES!" she jumps happily.
>Luna walks up and looks at the groaning form of Trixie.
>"Magic Match concluded, TWILIGHT IS THE WINNER!"
>The crowd goes ballistic.
>Flags wave, hooves are stomped, drinks and food are thrown.
>Some sections of the audience are quiet however.
>Luna shakes Twilight's hoof
>"Well done Twilight, that was the most impressive mtach of Legal Shell I have ever seen this century." says Luna, "You truly hath outdone thyself,"
>Twilight nods in return, "I...thank you, Princess," she smiles, bashfully.
>"But this isn't over!"
>Twilight and Luna turn to the groaning heap of blue unicorn that is the Trixie.
>"Royal We, have you made a decision?"
>Celestia clears her throat.
>The crowd quietens.
>Luna returns to her post.
>"This legal battle has been fast paced, and magnificent," says Celestia, redonning the tiny glasses, "Truly the battle of right and wrong has been emphasised by the noble endevour of these two ponies."
>She ruffles her sheets.
>"WHAT IS THE DECISION, CELESTIA!" The crowd suddenly shouts united in a sing-song voice, before returning to silence.
>She grins.
>"It is in my humble opinion, before the Ancestors, that the Royal We determine..."
>She stops.
>Oh god this is tense.
>She gently picks up a glass of water, and sips it.
>Oh god these ponies don't have juries!?
>She gently places the glass down.
>Oh god you're going to blow your load in Summer Splash's mouth right about now.
>You grab his head as you send rope after rope into his suckling mouth.
>He chokes slightly, and you relent, releasing his head.
>You end up painting his face a couple of times.
>His head rises to yours, and he grins, cockily.
>He rubs his cum-stained face against yours, then settles back with his fiance.
>You try to wipe the cum off your face, but it just spreads it.
>Fucking Summer fag.
>You grab the water and quickly wash your face.
>Celestia is just finished adjusting her wig.
>She delicately clears her throat.
>The crowd is coiled like a spring.
>She leans forward
>Takes a long intake of breath
>"I find Sombra GUILTY OF ALL CHARGES!"
>You heart sinks in your chest.
>Guilty!?
>Is she serious!?
>They're going to take her away, forever, to be raped and beaten in a jail for Trixie's enjoyment.
>The same pony who thought that hurting the one's you love is Justice.
>That thinks that you're merely an obstacle to her case.
>That doesn't care about right or wrong, simply what she can do to screw over other ponies.
>Just like a fucking lawyer, you reflect, darkly.
>The crowd goes from shock, to absolutely insane
>Twilight stands there, stunned
>Trixie however, limps over to Twilight.
>She points a blue hoof straight into Twilight's face
>"HA!" she yells, "You may have bested me in magic, but in the way of Legalese, GOOD TRIUMPHS OVER ALL!"
>Twilight recoils in shock, looking around desperately for something.
>"But, but...but Slutbra-"
>"Is guilty, Twilight," says Celestia.
>"But she's innocent!" Twilight squeeks, "She can't be held accountable-"
>"Yes she can," says Celestia, rolling her eyes
>"But that's WRONG!" yells Twilight
>"It's legal," says Celestia, shrugging, "It has nothing to do with what is right and wrong,"
>Slutbra is screaming into the muzzle she's wearing, as she's slowly tugged towards the back.
>She looks into the crowd, and in an instant, it feels like your eyes meet.
>And there's no way in hell you're going to let them take Slutbra.
>You stand up.
>"Anon?" groans Framework, "What are you doing?"
>You take a step towards the screen.
>ANONYMOUS, THAT WON'T...
>You reach out for it.
>OH. IT WILL.
>You're nearly touching the screen.
>As one the crystal ponies reach out, trying to grab you.
>But the forward momentum only pushes you into contact with the screen.
>It feels like you turn into light as you pass through, into purest energy as you go from corporeal to mere photons.
>You feel like you're much larger than you are, suddenly aware of how big You are, how far you can reach.
>And across a nameless void, away from the Shining Magnificence that is you, you see a small sparkling light of Slutbra
>You focus in on that.
>And just like that you're in the stands, amongst the breathing mass.
>"SLUTBRA!" you cry out.
>And at once you feel like all the energy is suddenly yanked out of you.
>Something nice and soothing and uplifting is now noticeably absent.
>That pain in your chest is agonizing and sudden.
>You crumple, blinded from weakness and pain.
>You don't hear the crowd slowly go quiet as you fall down.
>You don't hear Cadence or SHining turn to your yell as you begin to tumble down the steps.
>You just feel repeated impacts until you come to a rest, head spinning, vision cloudy, eyes watering at the front of the stands, right in front of a shocked Cadence and Shining
>Mother fucking OW.
>"Anonymous!" you see Cadence's head in front of yours, "What the hella re you DOING here!?"
>"Are you alright?" Shining's head quickly appears, close to yours.
>You gurgle something, your arms feel broken, your lungs feel like they're full of glass, and your knees hurt like a sun of a gun.
>You feel empty and noticeably disorientated.
>"Quick, we have to get him help!" yells Shining
>"Quick! Arrest him!" you hear Trixie say
>Wait, waht?
>The crowd suddenly bursts into stomping and whoops, roaring venomously.
>You're dragged into a standing position via magic.
>What's going orn!?
>You're head rolls and you look up, suddenly finding yourself before Celestia
>"Ah, Anonymous, salutations!"
>You groan, the lights hurting your bleary eyes.
>"Princess Celestia, wh-"
>"Order in the court!" says Celestia, cutting off Cadence
>You turn your head to Slutbra, her eyes wide and focused on you as she is dragged away, around a corner, and out of sight.
>Your heart is breaking now.
>Now it seems everything is broken.
>Imperfect.
>"Sister, this is most irregular!" you see a faint midnight alicorn state
>"Indeed dear sister!" smugs Celestia, her eyes in perfect focus, but the rest of her otherwise, "Surely you have terrible charges Trixie Lulamoon!"
>"Yes!" you hear Lulamoon say gleefully, "This one was also responsible for the destruction of my cart, and using my person against my will!"
>"Shocking!" gasps Luna
>"Indeed! Guilty as charged!" declares Celestia, "Take him away!"
>What is going on!?
>Guilty?
>These fucking ponies.
>The crowd screams and brays, clawing and bawling.
>You feel the magic drag you away
>And then you're suddenly being pulled back.
>"Celestia! What are you doing!?" yells Cadence
>"Why, I'm simply punishing a non-citizen for harming Trixie," she says, simply
>"You can't be serious! He's our husband!" yells Shining, shock in his voice
>"No he isn't," states Celestia, "you got divorced, remember?"
>You shake your head a little, your eyes focusing a little better.
>You look up at Celestia, her gaze hard, halo'd by bright light.
>"Celestia, please!" cries Cadence, "I beg of you, stop this! There's no reason-"
>"He's the Crystal King, Cadence," says Luna, serious, "And he intends to reform the Law. We cannot allow him to do so,"
>"But as he is the Crystal King you have no grounds to do this!" yells Cadence, indignant
>Celestia looks thoughtful
>"Nope, sorry, too late, made my decision." she shrugs.
>"But Celest-"
>"Not another word, Cadence," menaces Celestia, "Not in my courtroom. Or do you honestly think I'd give up my chance of stopping Anonymous from ruining the nation as the Crystal King?"
>She leans down, glaring at her
>"I don't care about your love - in time you will get over it, as we all do - but Anonymous threatens something far more lasting and long reaching."
>She leans back, her eyes smoldering
>"The Cake Budget," she snarls.
>You swear you hear Cadence open and close her mouth like a fish, entangled between Love and the Cake Budget.
>She looks between you and Celestia, torn.
>Seriously?
>She grimaces.
>Fucking Seriously?!
>"Celestia, please," begs Shining, "I've served you for so long, and we love him so much-"
>"My decision is final," she says, simply, "My ponies come first."
>"But aren't I one of your ponies!?" cries Shining.
>Celestia breathes in, about to begin to shout something at Shining, but she stops.
>Her eyes widen slightly, then smiles she unnervingly.
>"I think you aren't really one of my ponies, not anymore," she says, seriously.
>Before Shining can protest further, there's a sparkle of magic behind you.
>"What is..."trails off Shining.
>There's the sound of unrolling paper.
>"The Crystal Empire is under attack!?" he yelps, "And desperately needs our help?"
>You feel Cadence reach out for you
>Damn you Anon, you heart-FEEL, Damn you for doing this to us.
>The stab in your heart is meaningless agony amongst the other pains you're experiencing.
>You're the one to say to put our faith in Celestia and Luna, you snarl back, causing her to recoil.
>You're also picking the fucking Cake Budget over me!
>She steels her heart.
>You have no idea how important the Budget is, she heart-replies, coldly.
>Then how important am I? Was I ever important to you!?
>She remains cold and impassive.
>You hear Shining give a stifled cry.
>"We have to go," he says, shocked.
>"Oh?" Says Celestia, airily, "Not interested in staying and assisting us bring this criminal to justice?"
>"This...this...I..." he gasps
>Celestia smiles tolerantly
>"Fine, go and save the Empire," she says, "You have my leave to,"
>Shining is making completely confused and worried sounds sounds.
>"I...I know..." states Cadence.
>"It's really, REALLY bad!" says Shining, urgently.
>You hear the patter of hooves approach
>"Don't think this is the end, Celestia. You will come to rue this." she states.
>There's a sudden pink sparkle and a blue sparkle, and you can't feel Cadence anymore.
>Luna is shocked. "Sister, was that necessary?" she gasps "Do so blatantly break the rules-"
>"Fear not," sighs Celestia, "It was necessary. The Cake Budget was threatened, and we had to act. If not... the consequences would be too terrible to imagine." Celestia removes the wig, "And she's immortal, dear sister."
>She looks down at you, smiling motherly.
>"She'll come around," she says, softly.
>Fucking Bitch.
>The amount of hate you have for this mare cannot be comprehended.
>Trixie dances into your vision
>"What, thought I'd forget your incessant meddling? How you were also responsible for the destruction of Trixie's cart? How you INSULTED Trixie!?"
>She smugs
>"And now I get to watch you watch Sombra suffer!"
>She turns
>"See you soon, Anonymous," she yells, laughing
>You're chest is aching.
>Your body is broken and screaming.
>Your soul is hurting.
>And you're feeling darkness creep into the edges of your vision.
>Celestia has betrayed you.
>Trixie is a bitch.
>Cadence and Shining have left.
>And Twilight has been defeated.
>What do?
>You look at Celestia
"You're a fucking lying cheating bitch, you know that?" you say
>Luna looks uncomfortable.
>She shrugs it off
>"Well, Anon-"
"I mean, really, what the fuck is wrong with you? Are you a changling? Under mind control? Comple-"
>You mouth is suddenly covered in magic, and your chest is squeezed, hard.
>Fucking ow.
>The crowd growls and boos and hisses and hates at you.
>She looks at you as one might regard a worm before stomping on it.
>Upsetting the embodiment of the Sun may not be a wise decision.
>"I am no changling, and I am perfectly sane, Anonymous. I can say that with One Hundred Percent Truth."
>There's a small gasp behind you.
>"Farewell Anon!" Celestia smirks, "I do apologise, but I told you there were ... consequences,"
>You're being pulled away, when there's a sudden burst of purple light from behind you.
>Celestia looks up, and blinks.
>"Hmmm. She must have gone off to sulk," she shurgs, "Ah well,"
>You are thrown unceremoniously on the ground, -
>FUCKING OW
>-and dragged off in magic
>You find yourself being laughed at and yelled at by ponies and guards as you're dragged along the floors.
>But the stomping, kicking, yells and brays are meaningless.
>You weren't able to save Slutbra
>And now you've probably made things even worse.
>God DAMN you, Anon.
>You're suddenly thrown down a flight of stairs into a dark, dark place
>And promptly lose consciousness.