Title: The Happy Landfill Author: Slasher_Science Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/uMgVRBDh First Edit: Friday 25th of January 2013 04:37:46 PM CDT Last Edit: Friday 25th of January 2013 04:37:46 PM CDT >Day We Are The Happy Landfill in Equestria. >You are Anon >Owner/operator of 'The Happy Landfill', Ponyville's garbage disposal site. >You whistle a tune as you repair an old radio. >You even shake your rear in your grimy overalls. >Tinkering made you happy. >And the thought of soon jamming to some tunes made you happier. >Boy she sure was late today... >It's already eight and she's- >"IS THIS A RUBBER CHICKEN?!" >You turn around and smile. >She's here! >Pinkie Pie bursts from a pile of junk. >She places the rubber chicken she found on her head and flashes her dazzling teeth at you. >"BOCK BOCK BOOOCK! I love rubber chickens!" >You laugh as she prances around like a hen. >"Can I keep this Anon?!" >You hold out your hands, Of course Pinkie! Whatever you find here is yours! >She squees and spins around with her new toy. >Pinkie Pie >Every morning since you opened shop, this pony would come scrounge the yard for things she liked. >You were happy to help. >After all >You had a huge boiling pot of spaghetti for her. >She was perfect. >Bubbly and cheerful like you. >One day, >One day soon she would be yours if- >"Whatchya doin' Anon?" >Oh god she's right in your face. >You fall back >Cumming, farting and up-chucking spaghetti all at once. >If only you didn't lose it whenever she got close...     >After she finishes laughing on the floor, >You show her your latest project. See, I'm trying to get some music in here! >She examines the radio. >"Oooo, this will be almost as super-duper as the blender you fixed!" >You motion toward said blender. Smoothie? >"You know it!" >With sweaty palms, you make your beloved Pinkie a banana smoothie. So you find anything else you want Pinks? >She rubs her chin and sips the smoothie. >You have a hnnngasm at the fact that the rubber chicken is still on her head. >"Hmmm, i'll have to keep looking." >You turn back to the radio. Take your time. >'Please don't leave waifu...' >"Actually... I wanted to ask you something Anon..." Yes? >Suddenly Fluttershy out of fucking nowhere. >"Hey I found this, can I have it?" >She waves a fleshlight in your face. >You stumble back. Uh, hey Fluttershy... Sure, it's yours but, why would you want that? >She spins with the sex toy like Pinkie did and places it on her head. >"I'm going to c-clean it and use it on y-you mister." >You gag. Thanks but no thanks. >"Hey Anon, I wanted to ask-" Pinkie speaks up from behind Fluttershy, but the yellow rapist cuts her off. >"O-oh right!" Fluttershy's in your personal bubble, "let's just use it r-right now!" >She tackles you.     >You wrestle with Fluttershy as she tries to tear off your pants and slide the dirty fleshlight onto your cock. Gerroffmeh! >Pinkie Pie tries to keep up with your face as you struggle, "hey Anon, I know you're busy playing with Fluttershy, but I wanted to ask if-" One sec Pinks! >You slap the fleshlight from Fluttershy's hoof. >Without her weapon, she resorts to trying to outright rape you. >"Hot trash monkey dick! Hot trash monkey d-dick!" Pinkie help! >"Actually do you want to-" My balls! >You howl in pain after Fluttershy's hoof bashes your crotch. >She backs away in fear of the sudden outburst. >"I'm s-sorry!" >Now free, you grab the first object you can. >You smash your radio over her head. >She crumbles to the ground unconscious. >You get up and dust yourself off. >Stupid pony couldn't even into overalls anyway. >Your radio is in hundreds of pieces. Aww man... >Where is Pinkie? >Damn, she must have left during the commotion. >You sadly step over Fluttershy and go back to your desk. What's this? >You see a piece of paper next to Pinkie's empty glass.     >'Dear Anon, >You seemed pretty busy, so I left a note heh heh... >Anywho... I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Grand Galloping Gala with me next month? >As my date? >If not, that's totally okely dokely! >I mean >I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship! >It's okay if you don't even want to go. >Geez louize, I sound so silly writing this eh heh... >But, I left a ticket if you want to go? >See you tomorrow! >Pinks~' >You look down and see a golden ticket on the table. >With trembling hands you pick it up. >Holy shit... >You press the ticket to your chest and spin. SHE WANTS TO GO WITH ME! AS HER DATE! I GOT A GOLDEN TICKET! HAHAHA! >You re-read the letter twice to make sure you're not an illiterate bastard. >It's legit. >You were going on a date with Pinkie Pie! >And definitely not >Fucking Fluttershy. >You spend the rest of the day searching for things Pinkie might enjoy among the rubbish. >The sun sets in an orange haze as you hum >Good things usually happen >In The Happy Landfill.     The End.