Title:           Snugglerape: Part 5
Author:          Cerenth
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First Edit:      Friday 16th of November 2012 09:07:49 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 16th of November 2012 09:07:49 PM CDT

Part 5
>Be Aloe.
>After getting chucked out of Luna’s new impromptu sex dungeon, you’ve been looking for a way back in.
>Not to partake of whatever sordid acts she’s submitting that poor baby dragon to, but to stop her and get her to save Anon.
>From the sounds that you’ve been hearing, both upstairs and downstairs, you’re the only p0ny in this library that is even remotely close to using it for its intended purpose.
>And that is only because you’re looking for the biggest, heaviest book you can find.
>You got this plan from watching one of Sylvester Stallione’s movies.
>Library Buster 13: Attack of the Changelings.
>You’re on the top floor of the library in the observatory after hauling “The big fucking book of magic and stuff” up 3 flights of stairs.
>Anon had better appreciate this.
>You tied the book to a piece of rope, and used the chandelier on the ceiling.
>You pulled the rope tight and lifted the book off the floor.
“Alright, here goes...”
>What you failed to notice in the movie is that Sylvester Stallione did not have a loop of rope around his hoof when he lifted the book.
>You let go of the rope, and the loop binds tightly around your hoof.
>Gravity does what is only natural to it, and pulls the heavy book straight towards the ground and through the floorboards.
>The mighty book crashes through the tree, down floor after floor, and you chase it inexorably.
>On the way down you see Luna snuggling with that dragon, asleep with a smug grin on her face.
>Whorse.
>That’s the last thought you have the liberty of having though before you smash into the basement floor.
>Your head spins, and your eyes point in different directions.
>You shake your head to regain your senses and see Twilight and Anon cuddling like lovers.
>Well, you know just how to take care of this.
>You trot happily over to the new couple, taking note of the hearts in Anon’s eyes.
>Of course this bitch would use magic to steal your human.
>You trot over in front of her.
>The sound of your hooves on the wooden floor and debris disturb her blissful slumber.
>She opens her eyes, a smile on her slightly confused face to see you looming above her.
>She opens her mouth to utter a protest, but you cut her off by bucking her with both your hind hooves.
>She was sleeping before, but now she’s out cold.
“Sweet dreams, Twilight.”
>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
>You could have sworn you just heard somebody playing “The Whoof” opening from CSI: Trottingham.
>It makes you feel like even more of an action hero.
>You turn your attention to Anon.
>He’s still got hearts in his eyes.
>But you know how to snap him out of it.
>You walk up to him and his dopey grin.
>You put your hooves either side of his head and make him look at you.
“Anon. Snap out of it.”
>Nope, ok that wasn’t going to work anyway.
>You slap him with a hoof.
>It makes a light *pomf* noise.
>Huh. These pleasure apes are tougher than they look...
>You take a hold of his face again and point him at the hole in the ceiling.
“Anon. This is coming out of your paycheck.”
>”nnnnNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
>He’s back.
 
>Be Anon.
>THIS ISN’T FAIR.
>You didn’t do anything wrong!
>You’re currently screaming at the top of your lungs at the hole your boss created, that you’re going to have to pay for.
>Injustice!
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo...!”
>You inhale deeply, body catching up on the oxygen debt you built up by releasing your anguish.
>”Are you quite done? We have to go save Spike.”
>You sigh. There’s no point in arguing.
“Ok...”
>You and Aloe start walking upstairs.
>You notice Twilight sleeping on the floor of the basement.
“Uh... should we do something about her?” You suggest, pointing at the purple p0ny.
>”Oh she’ll be fine. I gave her a double dose of something that just...”
>Aloe pulls out sunglasses from somewhere and puts them on.
>”Knocked her out.”
>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
>You hear The Who play from outside. Did they even have that here?
>You look around for the source, but are unable to locate it.
>By the time you look back to Aloe she’s put the sunglasses away.
>She doesn’t even have pockets!
>These ponies are weird.
>You and Aloe go up the stairs and past Twilight’s bedroom.
>Aloe informs you that Luna is in there holding Spike hostage.
>You head up to the floor above and peer down the book shaped hole that leads to Twilight’s bedroom.
>”Well, get down there.” Aloe commands.
“Why me?”
>”Because I pay you. And you can consider this overtime. You’ll need all the hours you can get to pay for this.”
>You cry internally. Where did your life go so wrong that you’re being ordered around by pastel coloured miniature horses for a living?
>You lower yourself down the hole, grumbling the whole time, but shut up when confronted by the touching scene in front of you.
>Luna is having her mane brushed by Spike while she sleeps peacefully on the bed.
>Her midnight blue body stirs softly, only due to her gentle breathing.
>Her tail, ever twinkling with hundreds of stars, flows in an unfelt astral breeze.
>She looks so peaceful like this...
>But she was supposed to check on Spike, not molest him.
>Which is why you feel no shame in walking up to her and shouting,
“WAKE UP YOU AUTISTIC BITCH!”
>Right into her ear.
>She sits up straight, and her wings shoot out from her sides.
>Her face is the perfect mask of shock and horror combined.
>She also let out a startled,
>”Bluargh?!”
>As she woke up.
>You laugh.
>That might have been a mistake, but it was worth it.
>She frantically searches her surroundings to get her bearings, and realises the cause for her rude awakening was you.
>Her face looks positively indignant.
>”HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT OUR ROYAL SLUMBER?”
“How dare you molest that little boy?”
>She opens her mouth to say something, but closes it again quickly.
>”I... trust I can convince you not to speak of this in exchange for a glowing review of your services, and a hefty sum of bits?”
>Oh she knows you too well.
>You nod in affirmation.
>”*ahem*”
>The diminuitive dragon in question clears his throat to grab your collective attention.
>”No, don’t mind me. Just getting raped over here.”
>Well this is pretty awkward...