Title:           Anon in Saddle Arabia's pony prison, chapter 5
Author:          Wand_of_inferno
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First Edit:      Thursday 21st of January 2016 02:31:23 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 6th of March 2016 10:23:20 PM CDT

<Previously, on ‘Anon in Saddle Arabia’s prison’!
 
>Jenny stopped mid sentence as Pancho was levitating back to the bed
>There was a blue aura surrounding him for a second, and when you blinked it was gone
 
>He then started to look at the sky once again, getting a bit melodramatic
>”Have you lost someone important in your life?”
 
>”I said, that if you knew that Pancho could fly”
>Of course he can’t, he’s a fucking box
 
Be Anonymous
>Okay let’s see this situation calmly; there is no need to enter in panic Anon
>Just gather the pieces together and you /might/ solve this puzzle
>Okay let’s see: Pancho doesn’t fly, he levitates. He speaks without your help.  He was reading that magazine and turning the pages by his own
>What else? Come on Anon, think…
>He also ate the cookies as Jenny said and they said that the room got chiller
>Okay, call me crazy but maybe, just maybe…
>Pancho is being possessed by an angry Mexican soul that for some reason has followed you from Earth!
>Okay Anon, now think of a solution…
>What are the possible solutions for evil spirits?
>Is the spirit even evil? You can’t tell, at least he didn’t harm Jenny and Yarn
>There is only one way to know
“Jenny, do you have an Ouija board to borrow?”
>”A what now?”
“Don’t tell me there are no Ouija boards here in Equestria…”
>”What’s that supposed to do? Why do you need one?”
“It’s…”
>Should you tell her? knowing these creatures, they would freak out… they even freaked out to death for a single cockroach
>No… you better lie and don’t say a thing about Pancho’s Mexican spirit, or whatever that is inside of him
“Nothing, just a silly thing from my world. I’ll grab Pancho, go to my cell and eat some cake, Jenny. I’ll join in a minute”
>Jenny nodded slowly as she leaved her cell and entered yours. She tried her best to enter in one piece, poor giraffe is too large. Finally she entered and closed your cell door
>Now you were alone with Pancho, your freak creation
>You look at him, analyzing if there is anything suspicious around her bod- the damn box, that’s it. Damn it with confusing him as something live
>”…”
“Nothing to say, uh? Who are you? Did you follow me from Earth? Uh?”
>But Pancho didn’t say a thing, he was like always, just a box
“We can stay like this until you say something, I have no hurry”
>”…”
>You stared at Pancho, he… stared back? You didn’t know, maybe he did
>…
>..
>…
>This was useless; maybe you really needed that Ouija board. But there isn’t a board here in Equestria, so… you have to make one
>You carefully grab Pancho and put him down your left arm. You could feel a little breeze under your armpit
>Shit’s spooky yo
“No funny business, fuckboi”
>You walk outside and close Jenny’s big ass door
>With nothing else to do you open your cell door and are meet with a curious conversation between Short Fuse and White Breeze
>”I told you already warden! I didn’t knock in the door or the fridge’s door!”
>”Then who else? You were the one inside the fridge the whole time, you were pranking us!”
>”I’m innocent! Only guilty for the snow monster thing, but the rest no! I promise!” White Breeze added a sad puppy face at the end of his sentence
>…
>So the knocks were not from White Breeze…
>Okay this day can’t get any more weirder than usual
>Your cell was getting full though, Jenny was inside and she seemed pretty uncomfortable with the height of the cell
>Her cell ceiling was a bit larger than yours, so was her door. Poor giraffe
>You call the attention of Shorty as you leave your possessed friend on the floor
“What’s going on?”
>Shorty notices you and stops arguing with White Breeze
>”Well, White didn’t seem to find something wrong with the air conditioner and Yarn got mad at him, then I started scolding White about why he doesn’t need to pull scary jokes out of nowhere. But he says that he didn’t knock on the door of your cell, so that means there is someone else joking on us”
>So White didn’t knock on the doors, great. Something more added to the spooky list of things happening here
“White Breeze, what is the problem with the room then? You know, the chill and that”
>White Breeze brought a hoof to his chin and started thinking
>”I really don’t know. Most of my time working here I never saw something like this before, is not the air conditioner, neither is the fridge. If only we had a detective to solve this mystery”
>Everyone in the cell looked at Silver Pie who was eating another piece of cake
>”Hmm?” he said with his mouth half full of a single slice he ate
>Everyone just waited for his answer patiently
>”If you guys want answers, you need clues first. Search for the most logical option and there you go, the answer appears”
>Silver stood up from his seat, looking to everyone on the cell
>”But no clues means no answer. So with that said, I can’t help. There is no possible answer for the moment. If someone needs me, which I hope not, I’ll be on my cell”
>”Wah… are you going so soon?” Shorty said as his ears went down for Silver’s action
>”Sorry warden, I already wasted time here. I said one slice and… I took more than I should have, I’ll be going now”
>Silver Pie opened the cell’s door and left, closing the door behind him and without saying anything else
>Well, at least he didn’t say a thing about Pancho, you don’t have time to enter in mode drama as he points on the logic
>You sit on a pillow near Pancho and you slice something of what’s left of the cake to give to Yarn and Jenny
>Jenny had to sit a little away of the table for her large neck, but she was happy to taste the cake
>As for Yarn Feather she was emitting gladly satisfied sounds
“So, anyone want to talk about something?”
>Jenny was the first one to raise a hoof
>”Oh! Oh! Let’s talk about our jobs!”
>Short Fuse rolled his eyes and looked at Jenny
>”Again, Jenny? I know you like to talk about jobs, but don’t you have anything else to say for a theme? I’m not saying that isn’t good, is just…”
>”I’m just curious about Anon’s job! I mean, if he got any that is”
>Your job? Damn you forgot about your job at Earth. Sure you must be fired by now… but well, don’t really care about it, just about… eh, nothing else! Right…
“Well I had plenty of jobs back in my world”
>”Oh do tell, please!”
>Here we go…
 
Be Short Fuse
>Be sitting on a pillow in Anon’s cell
>It’s been a while since you were talking with everyone
>Is a shame Silver Pie didn’t wanted to socialize with us…
>You tried to talk to his cell but there was no answer, maybe he was tired and got some sleep
>Well maybe another day!
>Jenny proposed the theme of job to talk with, as usual of her. Lucky for you, you didn’t say anything about your family’s job!
>Anon talked about his world’s jobs and everything points that is almost the same as here, some humans have big enterprises, tiny enterprises, industries, a big trade market… Jenny sure was happy to hear everything from Anon
>Yarn Feather changed the topic into cats and domestic pets, Anon was glad to talk about all the pets that they have in his world. He said something about a ‘zoo’ which a lot of animals are gather together, which Yarn didn’t thought of that as a good thing
>You wanted to talk about cloth and other stuff but… you didn’t feel like changing the topic, which would be rude coming from you!
>White Breeze talked with us for a while, but then he got worried about the air conditioner of the whole prison, so he excused himself and he went to find any more troubles related to that problem
>As everyone was talking some other topics, Anon was writing something in what looked like a piece of paper. You could only see a few letters and a big yes and a big no in the edge of the paper
>If only there were clubs in this prison, Anon could join some artistic club!
>Those magnificent fingers that he uses to move around the pencil as he writes
>Unf
>Are you forgetting something? You feel like you are forgetting something important…
>But what…
>…Anon’s tour!
>…No big problem, you can continue it tomorrow. Is more important the fact that Anon has made new friends in his second day on prison!
>You look at the clock on Anon’s wall; it says its 6 o'clock. The time sure goes fast when you are having a good time!
>You slowly stand up from your seat and stretch a little
“Alright everyone, as much as I would like to continue talking, I got warden work to complete on my office. It was very nice to talk with you all! Anon, your tour will continue tomorrow in the morning”
>Anon nods from his seat as he gives you a signal with his hand, must be something that Iron Curtain calls ‘thumb up’
>”Do you want some help? I got nothing else to do”
>How good of him, but he already helped you yesterday, so…
“Don’t worry about that, I got Yarn Feather as assistant! She’ll be glad to help m-“
>”My cat senses are tingling! Grey must be hungry! Oh no… did I forget to feed him? I’m sorry warden, this is urgent! You know how Grey can get! Sorry I’ll help you tomorrow with how much work you have!”
>Yarn Feather took fly and immediately left Anon’s cell
>She even forgot to close Anon’s door! Well, that cat sure gets angry when he doesn’t have his meals
>You would use your magic and close the door, but you needed to go to your office, so…
“Well, that means you can help me, Anon”
>Anon got up from his seat and he stretched as you did. You could hear something crushing… but you have no idea where the sound came from. He kept the paper that he was writing on his pants pocket
>”Great, I’ll pick up Pancho and we’ll follow you.” He then picked up Pancho as he said, Pancho now staying below Anon’s left arm. “When you are ready, Shorty”
>Jenny noticed Anon’s little nickname that he gave you and looked at you with a surprise expression
>”That sure is a cute nickname you got there, warden! Anon is new and he already is so close to you? Don’t you have a nickname for him too?”
>You started to blush a bit. The nickname Anon gave you was so suddenly, but so… affectionate from his part
>A nickname for Anon? Well everyone call him Anonymous or Anon, as everyone calls you by your full name or warden. Should you give him a nickname?
>You were looking at the floor, your eyes moving around thinking and thinking
>Nickname? It was necessary? It was really necessary? It was really really necessary?
>…
“I… d-don’t think I’ll have a nickname for him! I’m not good at nicknames! So now let’s get going you two!”
>The three of you left Anon’s cell, Anon closing his door with key. Not sure why, is not like other inmates or guards are entering other inmates cells!
>You say goodbye to Jenny as she enters her cell, she waving with her hoof for us three
>As you three make your way to your office, something hits you with a good idea for a nickname, or more like some thought hit you
>’You /should/ give him a nickname, he’s a good inmate and he has behaved very well. Why don’t you call him Anony- wait, that’s a silly nickname, isn’t? What about Nonny?’
>Nonny? That… was sure a short and good nickname, you guess?
>’Sure that doesn’t mean you need to call him like that every time you see him, maybe when you two are alone? Hmm?’ the thought in your head pointed that last one, giving you the idea of this nickname being private between you two
>That could do, but maybe… just maybe, that way you could say to Anon to call you by your nickname in private?
>Yeah… that… should do, less embarrassing and all that. You need to be professional when working! Unless you want inmates to want nicknames too! If you can’t even think of a good one for Anon, you don’t want to think the rest of inmates being hard to get a nickname…
>Okay, let’s just try to give Anon his nickname first
“H-hey Anon”
>”Hmm? What is it, Shorty?”
>Breath slowly Short… you can do this, is a good step into friendship
“I… I was thinking about a nickname, f-for you”
>Anon starts to laugh a bit
>”Shorty, you don’t need to give me a nickname, I wanted to give you a nickname for… eh, maybe because the nickname sounds good? It makes me remember a weapon from my world… eh, is not like I’m thinking you are a gun though, and is just something silly about my world. Point is, the nickname suits you”
>You are confused now. What is Anon talking about? Well you did understand that last part, but the rest?
>Whatever… here goes nothing
“C-can I call you Nonny?”
>Your tone was with a bit of curiosity, you looked at him while pouting. Why? You didn’t know, maybe it was good for the occasion
>”Oh god stop before you give me a heart attack! That’s so damn cute! Okay, okay! Call me whatever you want, just stop doing that face! Is adorable enough to make me faint of adorableness”
>At this point, you would scold him for that low level vulgarity. But for now… you don’t care
>You walk besides him and bump into his right leg while you giggle, not as accident but as teasing
“Thank you, Nonny~”
>You felt kind of playful for today
“Oh one more thing before I forget, can you try to say my nickname when we are… alone? I don’t want inmates to see that we are giving nicknames the one to the other, I fear that… they want nicknames too!”
>Anon using his free hand pets your head as he nods his head
>”Of course, if that is what you want, don’t worry. No more nicknames when we are in front of other inmates. Well, Jenny and the rest who have heard your nickname would suspect something about that, but eh… just ignore that. “
>Great! …but what about Pancho?
“And Pancho?”
>”What? You want a nickname for him too?”
“N-no! Well, is not like I want, I’m bad at giving nicknames. I just wanted this nickname thing to be between us only, but Pancho did hear that…”
>Anon stopped walking and picked Pancho with both of his hand, keeping him at his sight
>”You aren’t going to say a thing about what happened right now, are you? Eh, little pal?”
>Some seconds passed and Pancho didn’t say a thing. Right, he was shy and…
>”Don’t worry Amigo, my lips are sealed”
>Oh he spoke! And he won’t say anything about the conversation! Yay!
>Anon nodded to Pancho as he placed him back where Pancho was, right under his arm
>”See? You can trust this little pal; don’t mind calling me ‘Nonny’ if Pancho is with us”
>With that said you both start walking again in the direction of your office
>You like when everything goes well!
>”Hey Fuse, you think we can do that photo session I said earlier in the morning?”
>It felt weird that Anon called you again at your second name, but well, there are inmates around, so…
“Mmmhmm… After we get the work done, you can take as many photos as you want! I got many costumes to wear, we have many choices! We are going to have fun!”
>You smile at him while closing your eyes, looking directly at him, Anon smiles you back. Even Pancho was smiling back!
>Side by side you two walk towards your office
>Some inmates are watching you walk together, whispering some words about you two, but you don’t mind
>Besides, Pancho is with us, so is not any awkward
>You are happy
>You are a happy warden with a happy inmate
>…and a little creature with a strange name, too!
 
Be Anonymous
>Be with Short Fuse and Pancho outside the best room of all the prison, the warden’s office
>Besides your cell of course
>Well maybe there are other rooms here which are cooler than these, who know? Maybe these ponies are so silly that their scariest punishments like solitary confinement are neat
>Not like you want to find out, that could mean you get in trouble
>And trouble means Shorty gets sad
>Well the point is that you three just arrived here
>Short Fuse opens the door using his magic and you three enter his office. Unless he uses his magic to open the door from the inside, you could think that nobody here uses keys to lock the doors. Is a bit weird having so much trust in inmates in this prison, hell maybe ponies don’t even lock their doors in cities or villages
>…Nah that’s stupid. Not everyone is nice and good here, right?
>”Alright Anon, get comfy! I’m just going to check if there is any paper work in… my desk”
>Short Fuse looks at his desk, examining it from the distance. Then he gets closer to it, trying to find something, as if something was missing
>Meanwhile he is… searching for whatever he is looking for; you sit in his bed and put Pancho besides you
>You put out your home-made Ouija board from your pockets
>It’s not much, but maybe it’ll work. Hopefully it should do the trick, although you are missing the thing to make the Ouija work. Whatever was it called? You only know it was to hold it and… ugh, you aren’t an expert on Ouijas and/or ghosts
>You look at Pancho inspecting him
>No weird aura, the room didn’t feel chill; you don’t feel awkward at its side…
>Everything seems okay with him, for now
>”Huh, weird. Well, seems like I don’t have paper work this time! My desk is empty!”
>Just like that? Well that means the photo session could be more sooner than later
“Cool, so we can start the photo session now?”
>”Yup! Just let me get some costumes from my closet! Whatever should I bring, Anon?”
>Hmm… Well, that’s a hard question, whatever is fine. But… maybe…
>OH YES! A cheerleader outfit! Yesterday Shorty really needed one when he was cheering their guards in that battle with the terrorists. Yeah that should do for him
“Whatever you find is okay, but if you could get a cheerleader outfit, that would be great for some photos”
>”A cheerleader outfit… I think I have some in there, okay then! A cheerleader outfit it is! Anything else?”
>You grab your chin and think for a bit. What else would he look good with?
>…
>Eh, you got nothing
“Whatever you want is okay, as long as you feel comfortable with it”
>Short Fuse nods and uses his magic to active his magic closet
>”I’ll be right back, Nonny~”
>He then enters his closet and it closes behind him
>Damn he’s so happy by calling you like that
>Back in your world if a guy called you like that, it would be creepy as hell. But this pony, you don’t mind
“Well, time to burn some time and see what else to do here”
>You should prepare the Ouija… maybe if you use some glass or a cup to… make the spirit move it, it could work
 >You walk towards Short’s desk and check it
“Hmm… maybe I could find something to use on the Ouija in the desk”
>The desk had some papers from the prison, your camera, a few photos you took yesterday and pencils and stuff to work with
>You pick up the camera and then look at one photo from the desk
>It was the photo selfie you took with Short Fuse
>It had a little heart on the bottom and a star on the top
>How cute of him drawing that, he sure must like this photo. It only needs a ‘BFF’ and it would look like something a teenager conserve as a treasure
>You search in the drawers for something to use with the Ouija
>You found a little transparent round item. You don’t know what it is, but this should perfectly do the trick
>You close the drawer and walk to the bed, moving the Ouija to the middle table of the room
>You place the round transparent item on the Ouija
“That should do it…”
>You look behind you; Pancho was still where you left it. If he fucking moves again, you swear to god that you will throw him out of this prison
“Hmm, I wonder what would happen if…”
>’Maybe taking a photo and placing it near the Ouija should work more effective’ you thought. This is what they do in those hunter ghosts shows, right? Too bad you don’t have a vacuum modified like Luigi, you would enjoy hunting ghosts with a thing like that
>Well whatever, time to take a picture to this creepy motherfucker
>You hold your camera ready to take a photo at Pancho
“Say cheese, you creepy box”
>The room goes silent and the only sound made was coming from the camera
>The photography is taken and you quit looking through the camera
>You look again at Pancho to see if any reaction was made
>Nothing happened; Pancho didn’t move or go crazy for the photo
>You look at the photo you just took and-
“What the!?”
>Pancho’s expression changed, he was now sticking out his tongue at you while closing his eyes. But… how?
>You look at him again but his expression was the same as before
“Maybe I’m just tired…”
>You slowly look back at the photo you took. The photography was now negative, this time Pancho smile looked creepy, like laughing at you
>”Scary right?”
“Hell yeah it is scary Shorty…”
>…
>Wait, wasn’t Shorty looking for costumes in the closet?
>You quickly look around; you even look at the ceiling. Nothing was there, the closet was closed and Short Fuse wasn’t back yet
>…
>Okay… or something REALLY fucked up is going on or something was in that cake
“Is… someone there? Hello? Shorty?”
>Man you swear that voice was near your neck…
>Maybe the Ouija isn’t a good thing you should do
>But what else could you do? The least thing you want is an evil spirit here in this lovely prison
>You place the negative near the Ouija and leave it there
>Okay, since Short is taking his time… there goes nothing
>You put your hand in the transparent item and hold it slightly
>You close your eyes and breathe slowly
“If there is anyone there, please answer”
>…
>Nothing happens
“If there is anyone there, please answer my calls. I’m not alone, I know you are here”
>Your hands shake for a moment as you feel a chill in your back
>You can’t look back but you feel something moving close to you. Was it Pancho? Some inmate or guard? No, it couldn’t be someone. You don’t hear steps
>The lights in the room start to blink and the item you are holding starts moving by itself slowly around the Ouija board
>H…E…L…L…O
“Umm… hi…”
>Okay… let’s say it’s friendly because he didn’t say anything bad in the beginning
>No shit, you better ask the damn question to the darn thing
“So… spirit, are you friendly?”
>You wait for an answer, but nothing happens
“Are you there?”
>…
>The item once again moves, this time right in the ‘YES’ of the board
>Okay, it didn’t want to answer my other question, that’s bad…
“Are you from Earth?”
>You wait once again for some answer from it
>But nothing happens
“Is that a no or a yes?”
>…
>The item starts to move again and your hand follows around the Ouija board carefully
>T….W….O
>Two?
“Two… what?”
>This time it answers faster than before
>P…L…A…Y…E…R…S
>Two players? Oh no… it wants Shorty to play this too?
“Umm… sorry, I can’t get another player. This isn’t even a game! Okay, this needs to stop. Goodbye, whatever you are”
>You quit holding on the transparent item and stand up from the table
>The Ouija board starts shaking and the transparent item you were holding goes directly to the bed, under one pillow
>Is it trying to spook you now or trying to say you something? Maybe both since it went exactly to one place
>You check under the pillow and you find a letter along with the transparent item
>There is also a magazine near it, but you ignore it. Your attention was now in the letter
>’To: Warden Short Fuse. From: HQ Saddle Arabia’ it said
>Well, this isn’t a coincidence that the spirit threw the item right here. Maybe this is important… but why exactly here?
>You pick up the letter and place it on Short’s desk
>Well there is no way ghosts can hurt you, right? They are spirits who seek something, ugh… if only you had a computer or a book to know about this stuff, man you are getting edgy
 >You should REALLY calm down with something, this is the first ever /x/ experience you ever had in your whole fucking life
>And by something, you mean spying on whatever magazine Short has under his pillow
 >You lie down in the bed meanwhile picking the magazine. The magazine said ‘Lewd galore’
>This should calm you down, laughing at what they think is lewd could do
>You turn into page 4; it had a picture of two ponies holding their hooves as they walked in the sunshine
>What a surprise, is something not lewd at all. You keep browsing the magazine to see what else there is so you can get distracted from your spooky experience
 
Be Short Fuse
>Be in your magic closet collecting costumes for the photo session. Instead of using your magic and levitating every costume you find, you brought a light wagon with you!
>This time you won’t get lost! Because you won’t be using your magic to teleport anymore. Last time you learned not to do that!
>You found a good cheerleader outfit to wear, a pink and white outfit to be precise! And it comes with two pompons from the same color! Anon will surely approve this outfit
>Now that you think about it, you don’t know how much clothes you should bring with you
>Anon didn’t say a limit… but we have all night… doing different things…
>Maybe we could play something or do another ‘act’ after finishing the photo session; you wouldn’t mind that. Last time you really enjoyed it…
>And you two are going to be alone again
>You stop walking and play with your hooves around the floor awkwardly as your thoughts go wild on your mind
“M-maybe we could have a sleepover”
>Wait, no! It doesn’t matter if you have a free night today, that shouldn’t mean you need to stay up all night taking photos! You have warden work tomorrow!
>You’ll take only 3 costumes with you this time. If tomorrow Anon wants another photo session, you’ll make him follow you so he gets to choose the costumes!
>Seems fair, the night was made to sleep, not to stay up! Right?
>What kind of ponies stays up at these hours?
>…Well, besides the bat guard ponies. But they sleep at day, so…
>Okay, just focus on the costumes, just 3 for today. You have the cheerleader outfit and a secretary outfit, only one more left…
>As you walk near the international section, your attention goes into an outstanding costume
“Whoa! A Neighpone costume! And it comes with an umbrella! So neat!”
>What were these clothes called again? Kimonos? Hmm, you need to check that fashion magazine again and see if it is indeed that name
>Smiling you use your magic to pick up the kimono and put it with the rest of costumes in the light wagon
>Well, this should do for today’s session! Now you need some accessories and you’d be done here!
>Maybe… you should take some underwear with you. Anyway, you two are alone, nothing can go wrong! Besides, isn’t like somepony will watch you wearing the clothes. This is between Anon and you!
>You really need to remember to close the door… and put a silence spell in your office, just in case
>You feel like a dirty warden… but again, nobody will know
 
Be Anonymous
>You are more than calmed right now. The “lewd” magazine really helped you out, you couldn’t do anything but laugh at what these adorable creatures call lewd
>More important question is, do they know about sex? You asked this to yourself before, but you couldn’t handle the breakdown someone would have. You could ask the nurse, or, read a book about it
>Yeah a book could do, maybe tomorrow you’ll ask Short for a ride to the library. You need some education god damn it, ever since you were here in Equestria you only knew about ponies, Pegasus, unicorns and dragons existing here. When you traveled to Saddle Arabia in your adventure to know how you get here or maybe a portal to your world, you didn’t expect fucking camels, donkeys, heck even ewes talk here!
>You feel like Samurai Jack when Aku transported him into the future, except this isn’t the future, but other world or dimension
>”Achu!”
“Bless you”
>…Bloody fucking ghost trying to scare the fuck out of you. Hell, even ghosts can get sick now or what?
>”Thanks, Nonny!”
>Wait, that voice is from Short Fuse
“Shorty?”
>You close the magazine and turn to look where the magic closet it. There he was levitating 3 clothes and some stuff with his magic
“I’m glad you are back!”
>Short Fuse blushes slightly
>”Y-you are? I didn’t go for so long, Anon… don’t tell me you miss me that much, heh…”
>You stand up and walk where he was standing
“Lots of stuff happened while you weren’t in here. Hey, you want some help with the costumes?”
>”Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll levitate the clothes into the bed; near Pancho… hope he doesn’t mind!”
“I don’t think he will- oh speaking of him! Look at this!”
>You walk faster directly to the photo on the table, picking it up and showing it to him
“Look at this! I took a photo to Pancho and look how he… shows up?”
>The photo instead to be negative, it was back to normal. Pancho was smiling normally in the photography and nothing weird was in there
>”Yup! I see Pancho looks very happy in the picture! What? You want him to wear something too? Why didn’t you tell me then?”
“What? No! I took a photo to him and the photography was negative with-“you take a pause and sigh “Nevermind, my mind is making me tricks”
>It isn’t, but the ghost sure is fucking with you
“And before I forget, there was a letter on your pillow. I don’t know why they didn’t put it in your desk though”
>After Short finishes levitating every costume into the bed, he walks towards it and picks up the letter
>”This might be another family letter then”
>He starts reading the sender of the letter
>”Wait, this isn’t a familiar letter; this is from the HQ of Saddle Arabia! This is indeed important! Let me read what it says and we’ll start with the photo session, okay Nonny?”
“Sure”
>You sit on the bed and grab again the magazine, starting to read it where you left it
>Short Fuse notices the magazine and yelps in panic
>”A-ANON! Wh-what are you reading!?”
“Oh, this? I’m just reading a comedy book”
>”That isn’t a comedy b-book! W-where did y-you find that!?”
“Under your pillow, you sure are bored some nights, hmm?”
>You smirk at him as you show him the picture of two ponies holding their hooves together
>”GIVE ME THAT!”
>You stand up with the magazine high in your hand, and like a kid trying to grab something from an adult, he tries to jump and reach for it
>”Give! Me! THAT!”
“Why would I? This comic book is interesting! Such love stories and drama! Tips about marrying and having a fam-“
>”Nooooo! Give me! Give me! Anon! Pleeease!”
>He tries to jump higher, but fails in the attempt
>”Anoooon! That magazine is for adults only!”
“But I am an adult! And besides, can’t you use magic, silly pony?”
>”Oh wait that’s right”
>Short Fuse horn starts to glow
“See? Was it that-“
>You feel a tiny volt of energy struck your body
“Oww!”
>The magazine falls from your hand and into Short’s mouth
>”Am befor I foge!”
>His horn shines again and you hear the door’s lock sound
>Short Fuse takes out of his mouth the magazine with his right hoof
>”There! The door is locked and I placed the silence magic spell in this office! S-so no one can hear us or enter while I’m wearing something!”
“Good. Now no one will hear your screams of help” you add a tiny evil laugh at the end
>”…I’m removing you points for that, stop messing with me, please”
>Damn, he is learning new ways to defend himself! You need new tricks for this pony
>Short Fuse sits on his chair and reads the letter on his desk. You sit in his bed and take a look at the clothes he brought from the magic closet
>Aww, only three? Welp, better than nothing. One is the cheerleader outfit you wanted him to wear, is pink and it has two pompons with it. The other costume is a white shirt with a black skirt and some glasses, whatever this costume is; you have no idea what it is. And the last one is a pink kimono with an umbrella, which looks freaking good. Not that you want to wear it though
>Most of Short’s costumes are pink or what?
>There is something more below the cheerleader outfit, something purple. Is that a- no fucking way. They have underwear here? Ponies can wear these?
>You didn’t see any underwear on the “lewd” magazine, which makes this weird…
>Well whatever, with some luck you can make some good pictures of Fuse wearing these
 
Be Short Fuse
>The letter is from Saddle Arabia’s HQ and it says that they’ll bring new guards to the prison and other personal. Since the victory from two days ago, the terrorists have disappeared from sight of everyone and nobody knows where they are, which means they’ll plan something as vengeance
>New personal will be present at morning
>Well, other reason to not be awake in the night!
>You smile and put the letter on your desk. You better start dressing and start this; the faster this is over, the better
 
Location unknown, 7:45 P.M
Be ----------
-Classified information. Unknown name.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ns7fNPiNiNc
>Incoming transmission.
>.
>..
>…
>”Greetings, team Sand.”
““Codename Rock reporting in.””
“Codename Wing reporting in. We are at your service, boss.”
>”Mission report. Success or failure?”
“I’m- We are sorry to report, but-“
>”I asked a question. Success or failure?”
“F-failure.”
>”You know how I get when I don’t get what I want.”
“”Boss, we are-“
>”Silence!”
“…”
>”One mission, you know what’s the mission. Search the box and bring it back ASAP.”
>You two don’t say anything.
>”Is a shame I have to do everything myself. You know how value is that box for me, even for the company; maybe if I’ll give this mission to Team Star, they’ll do a better job than you two.”
 “”Our apologies, boss. But we did find information about where the box could be.””
>”I’m listening.”
>Your partner nods at you.
“As you’ll remember, this bipedal creature stole it from two agents. We asked to every citizen information about where he could be. A lettuce seller told us that he destroyed his lettuce stand and broke the laws in more than one way.”
>Your partner continues.
“”From this we got to the conclusion that the thief went to court and probably is in the prison of the city.””
>”Saddle Arabia prison, uh?”
“But wait, there’s more. Turns out that the terrorists lost a match with the prison guards, and since then they haven’t been seen in Saddle Arabia. Rumors say that they are planning vengeance as they always do when they lost.”
>Your partner continues from where you left.
“”Spying and collecting every bit of information we could get, we found out a meeting in the headquarters of Saddle Arabia. They are adding more personal to the prison for extra security in the place.”
>”Good. I don’t care what ways you do, but you must enter this prison and get the box.”
“But we aren’t sure if the box is in the prison one hundred percent, boss.”
>You two heard the boss’s laugh quietly.
>”The box is in the prison, there is no doubt about that.”
“”So we did a good jo-“
>”No box, no job done. Your mission is still a failure, no matter the information. The only success is when I’ll have the box in my hooves.”
“We understand, boss.”
>Both of you say at the same time.
>”Updated mission: Get in the prison, find the box and get out. Use your abilities to enter the prison. Will you two be able to fulfill the mission?”
“Yes, boss!”
>You two said at the same time.
>”Good. Transmission out.”
>You stand up and look at your partner.
“Well-“
>”I’m so sleepy that I could use some rest… Where is my favorite teddy bear?”
>You two look at the radio with mortify expressions.
“”Umm, boss… the transmission is still going.””
>There is a pause.
>”You two didn’t hear a thing.”
>Transmission over.
>…
>..
>.
“I dislike when the boss is so cranky.” You take a sigh. “If only those two agents didn’t lose the box, everything could have gone great.”
“”They lost control of the situation; there was nothing they could do. But what is important is the actual information. Are we going as guards, aren’t we?”
“No, that would be suspicious. We are going as guard and inmate. You’ll be the inmate and I’ll be the guard.”
“”What about our names? Do I need a new one? A fearsome name to scare everyone?””
>You shake your head.
“Our names won’t be a problem, but I’ll change mine just in case. Now, prepare the costumes, we have until morning to be prepared. We need papers and a fake story about your sentence.”
>Your partner opens a briefcase, inside there are lots of clothes.
“”I fear that this is our most important mission of our lives. We haven’t been in a prison before. I’m a bit concerned, Wing.”
“Yes, I’m too…. Who knows what kind of creature we are dealing with, Rock. He could be the most dangerous creature in the entire world and we couldn’t expect it, we need to be careful.”
“”Yes… we don’t know what kind of evil plans he is doing right now.””
 
Back in Saddle Arabia’s prison
Be Anonymous
“I can’t believe how cute the outfit suits you, Shorty!”
>”Ummm…”
>After reading the important letter, Short Fuse decided to wear the cheerleader outfit, for some reason he didn’t want to dress in front of you, so he dressed in the magic closet
>For your surprise, he looks even prettier than you thought
>He even changed his hairstyle to two pigtails!
>Damn traps dude, you really can’t believe how cute he looks. You would cuddle the fuck out of him right now
>No homo of course
>A little maybe
>”S-stop looking me so much… you are making me nervous, Nonny…”
>Oh god this should be illegal
>If this was one costume, hell you’ll better be prepared for the rest. Your heart won’t take much of these
“Aren’t you forgetting something, Shorty?”
>”Umm… no?”
>You pick up the purple underwear and show it to him
“Don’t you need this? Hmm?”
>He is speechless for a moment but tries his best to answer you
>”I-I thought you wanted to /see/ the underwear, not to make me wear it… not that I have used that before or something”
“Wait. Have you tried to wear this before?”
>Short Fuse looks at the floor with all the embarrassment in the world
>”M-maybe”
“Tell me that you washed this, please”
>More embarrassment starts to attack Short as his face gets redder
>”O-of course is clean!”
“Hmm, then there is no problem if I give it a quick sniff?”
>”Anon!”
>On a scale of one to ten, how much are you fucking with Fuse right now? Eleven? Twelve?
>”You know what? T-two can play the same game!”
>Suddenly your body feels heavy for a moment, then light. Looking at Short Fuse, he was using his horn to levitate your body into the bed
“What the-“
>You are now sitting on the bed, unable to move your legs. The only parts of your body that you can feel to move are your arms and hands
“Well, you could have asked instead of being this rude, don’t you think?”
>Short Fuse looks at you with an angry expression, a cute little angry expression
>”S-shut up inmate! Y-you have been a naughty inmate and you need a punishment”
>He tries to slap you with his left hoof; it felt like a breeze hit you
“Oh? And my punishment is?”
>Short Fuse turns around and raises his skirt, showing you his little white round butt
>Not this time boner…
>”Y-your punishment i-is to please your warden. Y-you want me to use the underwear? So be it. Who is going to scream now, uh? Uh!”
>Damn, he really is getting into this. You didn’t expect this at all, but this gives you a naughty idea, a very naughty one…
“Pancho, help me!”
>You look into his direction so you make him look too
>You succeed as Short looks at pancho while you start moving your lips a bit, trying to do the voice of Pancho once again
>”Hey warden! You should move your butt around his lap as he tries to put the underwear. That’ll teach him to be a good inmate”
“You traitor! You were supposed to help me, not to give him ideas! I thought we were amigos!”
>You say dramatically as to make Fuse fall for your bait
>”Aha! That should add perfectly to the punishment!”
>And the bait was a obviously success, you got a big fish thanks to your ventriloquism skills
>”Now, Anon”
>Short Fuse sits on your lap and moves a hind leg in position for you to put the underwear so you could start
>” You can begin” he says adding a smirk
“Oh no! Poor me! So young and punished by a cute little warden! What will I do? I have nothing left to do, but to obey”
>Damn you could win an Oscar for this shit. You could taste already the tears of Leonardo DiCaprio
>Okay enough foreplay
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Hey reader! Just a warning, from here it starts to get pretty lewd.
So if you want to skip, go to Line 633!
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>You grab his left hind leg, making Short yelp a tiny muffled ‘eep’ that soon he ignores, you start slowly to dress him with his lingerie, the fabric of the underwear making contact with Fuse’s hind leg. He could feel your warm hand caressing his leg as you did your ‘punishment’
>Short Fuse took a sigh as he started to move his butt from left to right slowly as you were dressing him
>The room went silent as the only sounds able to be heard were coming from his heavy breathing
>Short Fuse moves his butt forcibly as he jumps and moves around trying to make you lost concentration
>The hard part isn’t about dressing him. There is other thing going /hard/ right now. You still move the lingerie slowly to make this worth the time
>And boy, is it worth it
>You finish dressing one hind leg, one more to go
>Short’s mind went blank as he only moves his butt from different angles, no matter you finished with one leg
>Using your right hand you make Short get closer to your chest and you go closer to his head
“I’m taking control of this situation” You whisper in his ear as you give it a tiny bite
>Short Fuse moans pleasurably as he speeds up his movement in his rear and moving his tail from right to left, hitting you various times in the head
>You grab his tail to stop it and while you grab it, you give a look to his cute dock, something in your head tells you to pull that little thing. The moment you pull it slightly was the moment Short reacted at what you were doing
>”B-bad touch! B-bad prisone- ah~”
>You don’t listen as you pull his dock once more; it was pretty fun to do and hear his reaction
>”A-anon wai- Nyahh~”
>And once again. Pony docks are cute and easy to pull
>Short Fuse turns around to face you; he was still going with the movements and was looking pretty red on his face
>”Y-you are a dirty… prisoner, j-just like I’m a dirty warden…”
>Short Fuse’s face was full of embarrassment, his mouth was semi-open and saliva was leaking from it, as if he was waiting to eat something juicy
>”N-nonny…”
>You pull the underwear and finally finish dressing him
“There you go, all dressed”
>But he didn’t stop, no matter you finished; he didn’t want to stop moving his butt around you
>”I… d-don’t want to stop yet…”
>Short Fuse closes his eyes as he rests his head in your chest and puts his hooves around your back, he was trying to calm down a bit as he listened to your heartbeats
>You grab his butt and start massaging it, his jumps starting to get slower
>Short starts to bite your shirt from the joy he was feeling, his tiny gasps still being audible and adorable
>As you manage to massage part of his butt, you felt something in his underwear. Something wet and tiny… was this his bulge? Or was it your imagination?
>Your curiosity gets the best of you as you move your hand around it, making Short yelp in more pleasure as he hugged you harder. You now knew this was indeed, the tiny bulge of Shorty
“So this is why your name is Short Fuse, uh?”
>There was no answer coming from Short, he was lost in pleasure right now
>The question now was, why all of the sudden you found his bulge? Back at the Spa you didn’t find shit. Was it for the underwear?
>…Like you give a fuck about it
>You give it a tiny light squeeze, making Short Fuse gasp in reaction. He doesn’t complain, just keeps working on his hips in your lap
>You adventure inside his now wet underwear and feel it, his warm stick wanting your attention
>Short Fuse raises his head to look at you. His lips were quivering as you moved your hand inside his underwear
>”A-anon…. I-I feel… weird”
>With your free hand you start caressing his check. Using his magic he grabs your hand and he starts to lick your index finger until it’s finally in his mouth
>He gives you bedroom eyes as he sucks your finger, muffled moaning being heard from him
>You keep working down in his private area, stroking kindly as to make sure it doesn’t hurt for him. You start touching what you think is the tip with your index and thumb, wet noises could be heard for a moment mixed with Shorty’s moaning in the room. It was sure a good idea for him to place the silence spell around the office
>You can feel his breath in your hand going faster as you continue your work. He looked like he was about to faint
>Time to speed things up then. You stroke faster, but still being carefully to not hurt him, as you do you can feel Short Fuse biting your index finger
>You can hear his little pony whimpers as he cum in your hand, tears coming out of his eyes
>You feel his warm seed leaving his body, scattering what little of your hand can hold it and in his underwear
>That is going to leave a stain, a big, big stain
>His horn started to fade and his magic was no longer affecting your body
>You take possession of your hand, pulling it out of Short’s mouth with an audible wet sound. He seemed disappointed as you pulled your finger
>You pick him up and put him in his bed. He was waiting for you to do something, for your next move. He didn’t know what was going on or what was happening, he only wanted pleasure and he was getting it
>You slowly remove your hand from his now wet and stained underwear, showing him the work you had done
 >Like a baby taking his pacifier he grabs your hand, licking his seed and trying to make your hand clean. He starts to sucks each finger, moaning while doing so
>You look at him as he starts to taste the mixture between his liquids in his mouth
>He finishes sucking your fingers and cleaning your hand. Opening his mouth, he shows you all the semen he could get from your hand. He swallows and opens his mouth again, showing nothing but saliva now
>Holy fuck why is that arousing you?
>”Mmm… salty~”
“Stop, my dick can only get so erect”
>He looked at you with bedroom eyes as his front hooves pointed to his underwear
>Maybe he wanted you to remove his now dirty underwear.  Well since it was dirty, it was no use for the photo session
>He closes his eyes as you remove the underwear slowly, his little cock coming out with a white mess around it
>Boy he really looked tempting in the cheerleader outfit… you /could/ take a photo of the situation, but you felt guilty if something happens to the photo, so you forget about that
>Man you are having hard time thinking if you should give it a try and suck him off
>In your mind, Shia LaBeouf keeps yelling the word ‘do it’
>Short Fuse starts to move his front hooves to his exposed penis and starts to stroke it like you did before, but faster and harder
>Maaaaaaybe you over did it
“Shorty, are you… okay?”
>”I’m so… ah… fine… with you, Nonny~”
>You are 200% that he isn’t okay
>You heard knocks in the door and the doorknob trying to move
“Jesus fuck! What the fuck?”
>You shut your mouth with your hands as a voice was heard from the door
>”Warden? Hello! Sorry for bothering but I was just passing by to ask something to you!”
>By Celestia’s sweaty tampons! Was the silence spell from Shorty removed when you felt your body to move again? Or was it for his climax?
>Shit shit shit shit
>Okay Anon, don’t panic. There is a horny unicorn in the room masturbating and the silence spell is removed
>What will you do?
>…
“Here, bite this”
>You grab a pillow and put it in Short’s mouth, he doesn’t seems to mind as he continues to do his little… activity
>His moans are now muffled by the pillow, at least that’s good
“The warden’s sleeping right now!” you say answering to whoever was at the other side of the door
>The voice in the door listens to your answer and stops trying to open the door
>”Oh sorry! I just wanted to see if the warden could come to tomorrow’s meeting in the music room! Do you think he could go?”
>You looked again at how Shorty was touching himself in the bed, moaning quietly in the pillow as he called your name
>Man you did broke him this time…
>”Ahhh~”
“Oh he already came…”
>”What was that?”
>…WRONG ANSWER
“I MEAN, he will come! He, god da- he will go to the meeting! I’ll tell him about it!”
>”Great! Thanks whoever is inside!”
“N-no problem whoever is outside!”
>Okay, no more kinky shit for a good time. You gotta fix Short Fuse and quick!
>But what, what will make him go back into cute and normal warden status?
>Thinks Anon, think!
>…Cold water! That should help! Right? It better be right!
>You look at the tiny kinky monster in the bed moaning your name and touching his private areas
“Sorry Shorty, I think we went way to far this time”
>He doesn’t respond; just keeps whimpering in the pillow, lost in his own ecstasy
“I’m so sorry” you say while you remove careful the skirt and top of the costume
>Good thing is, the only thing with a stain was is the underwear; bad thing is, Fuse doesn’t stop to touch down there
>You pick him up with your two hands and held him tight
“This makes me remember the first time I picked you up from your presentation… except you are right now, uh… doing something else”
>You walk towards the bathroom and turn on the cold water in the bathtub
“Well, here goes nothing!”
>You put Short Fuse in the bathtub and it doesn’t takes much for him to react at the cold water
>”Waaah! Too cold, too cold, too cold! Call the firefighters! I’m drowning!”
>You look at him while waiting for a better answer than… whatever was that
>”Ah… Ah… what… just… happened?” Short started to look around “Why I’m in the bathtub? What are- Anon! What are you doing in the bathroom! Don’t you see I’m taking a… bath?”
>Mental note: Cold water helps to heal ponies from related sexual activities
>”Wait, wasn’t I reading a letter a few moments ago? I don’t remember reading the letter in the shower! Anon, explain!”
>For some reason, he doesn’t remember anything? Whoa, talk about amnesia pony level
>Should you tell him the truth? Ugh… he couldn’t handle it, can he? You just want your funny and caring warden back
“We were about to start the photo session, you wanted to go to the bathroom so I let you be. You were taking your time and I got worried, and well… here I am”
>”Oh… umm… weird”
>He was staring at the wall for a moment
>”W-well, let me clean and I’ll be there in a few moment”
“Sure Shorty”
>You turn around and start walking to the door of the bathroom
>”Anon, wait!”
>You stop and look behind
“Yes?”
>”Did we have something salty before for dinner? I feel like I ate something really salty…”
“Uh… no, maybe is just your imagination”
>You exit the bathroom and close it, leaving inside a confused warden
>You walk towards the bed and pick up his stained underwear
>Welp, better hide the evidence…
>You go walk towards the magic closet and for your luck; Shorty didn’t close the magic closet
>You enter the closet, leaving the door open and look for a good spot to hide the treasure
>Walking for a bit you find a trash can near some weird looking machines and some hats
>Into the trash it goes  
>As you make your way back to the entrance of the closet, you find a stand of underwear
“This is something you never see so often, this place is really a… big… market”
>Since the last underwear was already wasted… you better pick up another so Short doesn’t suspect a thing about you
 
>You are still Anonymous
>You are at the exit of the magic closet, after a big ass adventure in the damn place to throw in the trash some messy underwear
>Is not that you got lost, but you were searching for something to clean your hand for the horse semen and saliva who was left in your hand
>Is stupid, but luckily you found a bathroom in the magic closet. The bathroom was busy though, it was for both genders and you had nothing else to do but wait. The surprise emerged when a big black dragon opened the door and let you had the bathroom. The dragon flew away yelling something; was it saying ‘cameo’ or was it your imagination? Anyway…
>Wouldn’t it be amazing if you could fly in the back of a dragon? You need to take notes of things to do here: Number 1. Ride a dragon
>Number 2. Ride a warden  
>But that comes later, right now you need to take some photos to Short Fuse
>You open the door and the first thing you see is Shorty levitating a spray with his magic and wearing the cheerleader outfit again. What was he doing?
“Hey Shorty, what’s up with the spray?”
>The moment Short Fuse notices you; he stops spraying the room and looks at you with a worried look
“Oh Anon… since I left the bathroom there was this… weird aroma in the room! I had no choice but to spray the room with this spray from the Spa!” he shows you the spray which says ‘Lavender 201% effect’, warning, no use in eyes or around kids or minotaurs “Good thing is that this spray is excellent, don’t you think?”
>Well it was true, the room smelled like horse’s scrotum moments ago, now it smelled like lavender. The Spa spray sure is effective
“Yeah, the room smells much better. It almost smells like nature”
>Short Fuse put away the spray and leaves it near the desk; he walks in front of you with the same concerned expression
>”And I still feel salt on my tongue, like… I can taste it, it doesn’t taste bad whatever I had, but I’m curious of what is…”
>He was moving his mouth as if he was chewing a gum. Maybe Shorty was tasting the salt from the 4cc from last year
>You try cheering him up by kindly petting his mane to make that concern look disappear
“Don’t worry Shorty, whatever it was just forget about it, let’s focus on the photo session. Okay?”
>You start to rub his chin and Shorty reacts by moving his tail, giving you a few giggles
>”Oh… that feels sooo good~! And it tickles!”
>You stop and hold up your camera which was around your neck. You could already feel Shorty giving a little ‘aww’ as you stopped
“Well then… are you ready for some shots? I want to take a good few poses from you! And you better be positive about it”
>He changes his expression to one with happiness, forgetting the mysterious taste he had and couldn’t know …yet
>”I am, but I think I’m forgetting something…”
>What was it that he was- oh, oh right, the underwear
>You pull from your pocket the purple underwear and show it to him
“Okay, before you’d say something… I want you to know, that this underwear was in my pocket from the very beginning. How? I don’t know. Magic? Maybe”
>”ANON!”
“SHORT FUSE!”
<NARRATOR!
<…I don’t get much attention these days.
>Short Fuse snatches the underwear from your wrist using his magic
>”I-if you wanted one underwear to wear, you should had asked me! …but this is mine, so… no, Nonny, you can’t wear it”
“Isn’t that Shorty, is just… eh, nevermind. Just put on the panties and let’s start”
>”Umm… okay. Can you… turn around?”
>Hell like if you didn’t see his little spot already… but whatever, he doesn’t remember that
“Alright, just make it quick”
>You hear the sound of magic coming from behind as you wait. That made you wonder, how ponies hold stuff with their hooves? Ponies physics dude…
>”Okay Nonny, I’m ready!”
>You turn around and he raises his skirt at you, showing his panties as if he was a primary girl showing their bland-new underwear to the boy she likes, he even turns around so you could see his posterior part too. One thing you shouldn’t talk about is his bulge. You don’t know how or why, but he had again that little petite bulge down there
>Underwear triggers ponies genitals or what?
>Well he looks great, but for some reason he needs something extra… but what? What is that he needs besides what he has?
>Was it glitter? Cheerleaders use glitter, don’t they? Or what else was? The answer was on the tip of your tongue
>…
>A sticker in the cheek! That’s it!
“ Shorty, do you have any sticker? I got a good idea for your costume”
>”A sticker? Well, I got some in my desk, you know, most of my work is checking the paperwork and I have to put to the good inmates a good sticker! The stickers are on the third drawer to the left!”
>You go and search for the stickers, which you find fast. The drawer had stickers of smiley faces, hearts, flowers, stars, thumbs up… maybe the last one was for minotaurs
>Wait, this one will do fine!
“Hey Shorty, come closer”
>He doesn’t question you, just steps closer to you, tilting his head of curiosity
>You grab the star sticker and put it carefully in his left cheek
“Golden star!”
>”Umm, he doesn’t work here anymore”
“What? No! I was talking about the sticker star I put on your cheek, you look better with it now that I see, cutest I’d say”
>He doesn’t say anything, just smiles and nods. Must have been reacted like that for the compliment you said
 “Okay, we’re ready, time for some photos. Try doing some poses”
>You grab the camera and look through it waiting for Short Fuse to pose at the camera
>He seemed nervous at first, not knowing what pose to do or even remembering to smile for the camera; you couldn’t take a shot like this. He was cute, yes, but not cute enough
 “What’s the matter Shorty? Feeling nervous at the camera?” you say as you remove your eye from the camera
>”I… don’t know, I was excited at the start but I think I’m not good with poses…”
>Hmm… what to do about this? What motivation needs Shorty? A reward?
>What if…
>Oh! You got it! He needs to be in the rol of cheerleader to act natural! Like the other day with the guards and terrorists!
“I think I got a good idea. What if you were in the rol of cheerleader right now? Let’s say, you are cheering your team to win. The team, your guards against the enemy team, which are the terrorists. Wouldn’t that make you want them to win?”
>”That’s… not a bad idea! Great thinking Nonny!”
>Great, now time for the warden to focus in the situation
“Okay, try cheering your team! They are losing the battle and their only hope is your cheers! Now go!” as you say the last word you pick the camera and look through it, hopefully waiting for Short to be in his rol
>Lights, camera and action!
>”Go, team, go! You guys can do it! They are nothing compared to our team working!”
>Okay, that’s a good change. But not good enough… time for some pressure
“Oh no, what’s that I see?” You point your finger at Pancho “But isn’t no one else but the Musulmane! …or whatever her name was. She is cheering her team! Quick Shorty, do something or the hopes and dreams of your team will be lost!”
>That should do the trick, shouldn’t it?
>Short Fuse looks into the eyes of Pancho, instead of Pancho, he was seeing the figure of Musul Mare, laughing at him while calling him mean names, and so he burst into a motivational cheering moment
>”GO TEAM! GO TEAM! YOU CAN DO IT! DON’T LET YOUR FIGHTING SPIRIT DOWN! THEY ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO US! WE CAN DO IT IF WE BELIEVE! BELIEVE IN ME! BELIVE IN YOU! BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!”
>Yep, even better than before. Gee, you hope he did remember to put the silence spell, the last thing you want are angry inmates who can’t sleep coming here to complain
>You start taking pictures as Shorty jumps for the emotion. You take good shots, but you need the perfect one who makes the difference between the others photos…
>And of course, what is better for a cheerleader than watching his team win?
“You did it Shorty! Your team won! Congratulations!”
>Shorty looks at you with a look of surprise in his face with his mouth half open
>”We won? We won! WE WON! WE DID IT GUYS! YOU ARE THE BEST! WAHOO!”
>And at the moment he jumps, that’s the perfect shot for the photo. Shorty jumps as he closes his eyes with his pom poms in the air looking graceful as fuck, with his panties showing too for the camera
(Pic: https://derpiboo.ru/1087276 )
“Okay Shorty, that last one was perfect, let’s take a break an- UNG!”
>He suddenly tackles you in an unexpected hug, his head hitting in your stomach. Way to hit for a lad- oh wait he’s a stallion
>”WE WON NONNY! WE WON! YES! YES! THEY DID IT!”
>Oh boy, he really takes the acts one hundred percent seriously. You don’t feel like ruining the moment, you smile and hug him back and wait for any answer of realization
>…
>..
>.
>..
>…
>Short’s eyes go wide as he realizes what was /really/ going on
>”OH NONNY SORRY I THOUGHT WE WERE REALLY PLAYING AGAINST THEM AND I LET MYSELF GO WITH THE OUTFIT AND I COULDN’T REMEMBER THAT THIS WAS JUST A PHOTO SESSION AND I’M SORRY FOR THE HUG I’M SUCH A LEWD WARDEN SORRY! FORGIVE ME! Waaaaaa!”
“Whoa, whoa take it slow Shorty! Don’t worry, I don’t mind hugs from nowhere. Also here, take a look at this; maybe it’ll help you relax”
>You show him the last photo you took with the camera, Shorty put a hoof in his mouth as awe struck him
>”That’s… me? I look so… different”
>He acts like he hasn’t seen himself in a mirror. Or maybe he doesn’t take much photos with costumes, could be anything
“And this photo and the rest are all yours to have. You’ll know what to do with them. You look very beautiful in it, and I’m saying the true”
>”T-thanks Anon… this means too much for me…”
>Shorty started to tear up, though not at the point to cry. He gave you a quick hug, a kind and warm hug that could say in much ways more ‘thank you’ than nothing
>Dang, you really like this horse
“Okay! Let’s get to the next costume. You’ll choice what to wear next, and if you want help… I’m here for anything”
>Short Fuse whispered the word ‘anything’ to him in a lovely tone, then giggled at the word
“Oh right! Before I forget! Can I use some paper and a quill with ink for something?”
>”Whatever you want, Nonny~”
>Don’t make me unf again, Shorty…
>He smiles at you as he brings an empty page with quill & ink, leaving it in the desk
“Thanks, I’ll write something quick”
>At this point Shorty doesn’t mind anything from you. He even looks at you with bedroom eyes
>That… should concern you, but meh, you masturbated this horse before. He doesn’t know… and hope he will never know. Was it rape then? God damn it Anon
>You start to write, Shorty peers an eye for curiosity, but you don’t take much time writing
 “I hope you know how cheerleaders spell letters and then say the whole word, you do know, right?”
>”Now I know!”
>He smiles and sticks out his tongue at you as he brings the page with his magic to read it
>”Umm… here it says ‘Give me the D’ I am saying it okay?”
“Try saying it with more enthusiasm, come on! Give it all you got, go!”
>”Give me the D!” he takes a pause “…Now what?”
“Nah nothing, I just wanted to hear that. Now, read the rest of the paper with all the power of a cheerleader you have!”
>With his magic, Shorty picks the paper and starts reading the first sentence
>”Give me a P!” Shorty jumps slightly “Give me an E!” He gives another little jump “Give me an N!” This time he tries to jump and form an ‘N’ with his hooves “Give me an I!” As the easiest letter to copy, Shorty stays still instead of jumping, copying with his body the letter “Give me an S!” Another tiny jump while closing his eyes.  “What does it says? Pen- ANON!”
“Yeah, I always knew I was a dick” you start chuckling as Short Fuse breaks the paper with his magic
>”Hmmp! Enough cheerleader then!”
>Worth it
 
North-West of Saddle Arabia, 8:30 P.M
Be Codename Wing
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ns7fNPiNiNc
“”We finally arrived to the city.””
“Clean and quick.”
>You and your partner were ready for the mission, you were wearing your prison guard outfit and he was wearing an orange inmate outfit.
>You look at him in the eyes with a deadpan expression.
“Do you need that recorder every time we move or do something? That music is getting annoying.”
“”Yes, we need it.””
“Why?”
“”Match with the situation.””
>You cross your hooves in your chest.
“Well you can’t bring that to the prison.”
“”Why not?””
>As you remember in your touristic triptych of prisons, they allowed certain items, including music to relax the inmates. You better think something so he doesn’t bring that thing.
“Because…. They… must be strict; you know how prisons can be.”
>Rock stops the recorder and the music falls.
>Finally some quiet.
“”I don’t think an old recorder could be dangerous on a prison.””
>Rock sighs as he looks at his recorder.
“You wouldn’t think so, but if you throw that to somepony at high speed… you could knock him out.”
>Note: If the dangerous bipedal creature gets angry, throw the recorder at him.
“”Well, I’ll just change the song to another one that doesn’t annoy you.””
>Rock press some buttons in his recorder and another song starts playing.
> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NczhWO7OIuM
“That… doesn’t sound bad.”
>Rock smiles as he leaves the recorder in the ground.
“”Glad you liked it.””
>He is totally sneaking that recorder to the prison, isn’t him?
>You move your backpack near the recorder and open it, showing various campaign items.
“Let’s just set the camp already, we need to be awake at first hour of the morning. The last thing we need is to fail our boss.”
>Rock starts picking up some items from the backpack.
“”Yeah. Speaking of our boss, what do you think he is doing right now?””
>You raise your head and think for a moment, then smirk at your partner.
“Probably doing plans with agent teddy bear.”
>You two chuckle for quite a bit.
“”Ahh… Wing. Your sense of humor never changes, good one sister.””
>You stop smirking.
“I’m not your sister.”
“”Sorry, pal.””
“Rock…”
“”Partner, partner, sorry. Is just, the mission is getting on my nerves, that’s all.””
“Let’s just finish building the campaign tent and get some sleep.”
>Rock doesn’t say anything, just nods and continues with his part of the work.
>Tomorrow is going to be a long day.
 
Be Short Fuse
>Be currently wearing the secretary costume
>You were using a black skirt with a white shirt, your mane styled like a bun. You were playing with a pencil on your mouth as you waited for Anon to be ready
>Anon did not know what the costume was for, so you explained him about the costume, even asked if he could do a little act for this occasion, and he agreed!
>You two are going to act something you saw once in a theater, Anon is on the bathroom preparing himself with the dialogues. You told him he could improvise for the act if he wanted, and you wouldn’t mind
>The act will be a little bit dramatic, but not so much
>Good thing is that he already took the photography and you don’t have to worry for the camera. With this quick act done the next costume should be more easy and quick to do!
>You heard knocks coming from the bathroom! He’s prepared!
>You clear your throat and with a different voice, one raspier than your usual voice, you speak to him
“Come in”
>The door opens and Anon steps in
“I was waiting for you”
>You stand up from your seat and walk towards Anon
>”Hey teacher, are you going to give me some private classes?”
>You move your hoof pointing to the floor, Anon crouches at your eye level and you slap him
>”Hey! What gives?”
“I’m a secretary! Not your private teacher!” you slap him again “And that’s for lying to me!”
>Anon puts his left hand in the cheek where you slapped him and changes his expression to a worried one
>”Lying? What are you talking about?”
>You slap him harder than before in the cheek that he isn’t covering
“Don’t take me like some silly pony! Everyone in the prison saw the photos that you took me. The photo session was supposed to be a secret between you and me!”
>Anon tries to back away for a few steps still crouching, but you follow him threateningly, anger and disappointment in your eyes
>”It wasn’t my intention; someone stole them from me…”
>You raise your tone as you close your eyes
“You miserable creature! Where do you think you live in? Some place with thieves? Don’t you have security?”
>”Well… we are in a prison”
>You raise your hoof as if you’ll slap him again but stop as you see Anon covering his two cheeks with both hands
“Shut up! Do you know what have you done? My future is at risk! How can I be the warden of this prison if they’ll see me as the clown of the whole place? I’ll be the laughingstock for the rest of my life! I’m ruined!”
>”Calm down…” Anon no longer covers his cheeks with his hands and uses them to try to calm you down
“Don’t ask me to calm down! When you tell someone to calm down, he doesn’t calm down and ends up freaking more! See? Now I’m freaking up more and it’s ALL your fault!”
>You slap Anon again, an audible ‘oww!’ coming from him
>”H-hey, normally someone marries for this kind of situations”
>You gasp and smile at Anon, not showing anger anymore
“Are you proposing me?”
>”I never said that…”
>You stop smiling and get sad by the answer
“I knew it! You don’t care about me! I was only your toy! I hate you!”
>You start crying slightly; Anon steps closer and raises his voice
>”No! I like you. No! I love you! I can give you love every day for the rest of our lives, even more!”
“Oh yeah? Love and what else? LOVE AND WHAT ELSE!? Remember, when the hunger enters by the door the love enters by the window!”
>Anon looks at you confused and with doubts in his head
>”What does that even-“
>You look at him with one eye closed and shaking your head while murmuring, not wanting him to question whatever you said from the act. Because neither of you did know what that means
>”I mean… look, maybe we can fix this”
>You interrupt Anon as you wave your hooves in the air angrily
“Sure! Bring me back all those photos and I’ll forgive you! Oh wait… Now that everyone saw it there is no deal!
>You start crying with your two front hooves on your face covering your eyes
>”If it makes you feel better…. Everyone thinks that you have a nice butt”
>You stop crying and smile at Anon
“Wow really?”
>Anon stands up and smiles at you
>”See? Everything isn’t that bad”
>You use your magic and throw your pencil at Anon; luckily he gets hit by the eraser part of the pencil
“GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
>Anon runs to the bathroom’s door but you stop him before he enters it
“Anon, wait!”
>Anon turns around and gets slowly closer to you and he looks at you in the eyes, you smile while he crouches, and you slap him again
>”But why?”
“Just in case. NOW GO AWAY!”
>He stands up again and begins walking again through the bathroom’s door, you start laughing slightly and then laughing more, making Anon to turn around and look at you
“Haha! That was a good act! You are a good actor, Anon!”
>”And you slap quiet well…”
“Sorry! I got carried away by the act! It was too realistic!”
>Anon chuckles as he scratches his head
>”Yeah… so, now there is only one outfit left. When you’re ready let me know”
>Anon walks towards the bed and lies on it, maybe he was tired
>Only one outfit and we are done for tonight! The night sure flies faster when you are having fun!
“Hey Anon!”
>”Yes?” He doesn’t stand up from the bed but answers you from his position
“I have a nice butt?”
>Silence fills the room as Anon thinks for an answer
>You wait meanwhile you undo your mane
>”Hmmmm, nah”
>You get disappointed by the answer; you thought he’ll answer something else as always, something funny or… in his way. Maybe the act changed him or he was behaving more?
“Aw, really?”
>”I’d say your butt is great. It fits that big chair near your desk, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah, it is great!”
>…
>Wait, doesn’t that mean that-
“H-hey!”
>Anon starts laughing for your reaction, you heard the laugh twice for some reason. Was Pancho laughing too?
>You start to chuckle for a bit as you start undressing
“I need to stop eating chocolate everyday…”
>”Please don’t”
“Anon…”
>”That was Pancho!”
“Pancho!”
>Pancho starts speaking in his defense
>”I’m as innocent as El Chapo Guzman is!” Pancho answers from his side of the bed
“El who now?”
>”A human who lives back in my world, the guy has escaped multiple times from prison and cops”
>A human who has escaped prison? And multiple times? Even from security!?
“Would you like to tell me about this Chaman guy? Meanwhile I dress up maybe I can hear what you can tell me about him”
>”Well, if you want to know…” Anon says as he sits on the bed, ready to tell you about the Chaman
 
Be Anonymous
“And that’s why México is safer than United States”
>You were talking to Short Fuse about that guy Guzman, things went from one topic to another, and you started telling the story of immigrants, illegal contraband and other stuff from your world
>Of course you didn’t tell him the entire true
>What you said was about how México had these terrorists which not were like the terrorists in Saddle Arabia, instead they contraband sugar and plants. Shorty believed everything and was intrigued by why Guzman escaped prison multiple times
>You told that he was an actor and his role was a prisoner which… isn’t much away from the true…
>Maybe you told too much lies with that story, you even said that weapons in your world were made of soap and bubbles. Is not like he’ll ever find out about your world’s weapons
>In the meantime that you were talking about that, Short was dressing his last costume, which was a pink kimono. He was combing his mane and tail for some reason; he also had an golden accessory near his ear which was a pretty good touch to the costume
>Damn his tail is so… fluffy, how did he manage to get it like that?
>”Well that was an interesting story, wish I could visit your world, it seems, delightful!”
>No it isn’t, not even that close is
“Eh… you wouldn’t like it there, I prefer Equestria than my old world. Yes is true, I miss that place, but is because all my achievements were there. But whatever, you know that part of my story, I don’t want to feel nostalgic all of the sudden”
>”Umm…”
>The true is, you don’t care anymore if you were dead back in Earth or if you were magically transported to this world. This place was better than Earth and you are happy with this change, point and end
>All you need is a family now…
>…
>Short looked ready for the photo session
“So, do we start now?”
>”Yep! All ready!”
>Short Fuse grabbed the umbrella with his magic and opened it
“Wouldn’t it be better if you used your hooves to grab the umbrella? It would look better and natural if you ask me”
>Shorty nodded and obeyed as you said, placing the umbrella on his hooves
>He then sat on the floor and was waiting for you to take the photos
>Although he lacks a good pose.
“Smile for the camera”
> You hold your camera with your two hands looking through the lens of the camera and take a few photos, you try taking photos from different angles so the light in the room would make good effect on it
>It did and… didn’t at the same time
“Shorty, would you try doing another pose?”
>”What about this?”
>He tried standing up and trying a pose in two legs, but the lack of balance didn’t do well for him
“No, you were better on the floor. Let’s try again”
>He nods and sits back in the floor
>Something is missing, but what is it?
>Think Anon, think…
>You close your eyes for a few seconds to think
“Hmm…”
>Shorty just stays on the floor, playing with his umbrella as he waited
>What about a suggestive touch?
“Shorty, would you try undressing your kimono a bit?”
>”U-undressing my kimono? Already?” Short Fuse said with surprise in his voice
“Yeah, like, try teasing someone with it. Just show a bit of like you were undressing that kimono, but you’ll only show a bit. Can you do that?”
>”W-well, if you say so”
>He starts opening his kimono a bit, only showing his left shoulder
>He started to blush a bit, as if multiple eyes were and judging him
>Ponies are weird with clothes, like, they are naked every day but put a cloth on one and try undressing it and they’ll be scared or ashamed
 “That’s what I was talking about”
>You take a few photos and the result is better than the others
“And is done”
>Short Fuse stands up from the floor and runs at your side to see the photos taken
>”Let me see, let me see!”
>You show him a few; he looked very good in the last one
>Like, damn, he looked like a mare!
>…Well, he always does
>Traps sure are the envy of real mares, aren’t they? They could look at this photo and say ‘I failed as a mare’
>Short Fuse finishes watching all the pictures and looks at you with a big smile on his face
>”I love every single photo that you have taken, thanks Anon!”
>Short Fuse jumps to your arms and hugs you tight
“Hmph!”
>Holy fuck is he heavy all of the sudden? Or the kimono has bricks, rocks and weighs in it?
“Shorty… how heavy… is that kimono?”
>He stops hugging you and goes back to the floor, using his magic he undresses and gives you the kimono
>”Is not /that/ heavy, Anon! Neighpones make them very light!”
>Like HELL if that is true
>This kimono is heavy as fuck for some reason, no matter where you try finding something inside it, there was nothing
>What material is this thing made from?
>Iron Curtain could use these as weighs in his GYM…
>Short Fuse takes the kimono back and levitates it directly to the magic closet; then he starts to undo his mane and shakes his tail, somehow his tail was now back to normal
>…yeah, you won’t ask how that did happen
>You stretch a little; you could feel your back feeling better than before
>Yeah, you needed that
“Well, that’ll be everything for this night of photo session; I’ll leave the photos on your desk”
>Damn, you feel like going to bed right now. It’s only 9 P.M but you feel like shit
>Besides there isn’t anything else you’ll have to do now
>”Wait, Anon! You forgot one photo!”
>Ah? You did?
“I did?”
>”Yup! One photo between us two!”
>Aww this horse, it fills you with joy the way this horse acts like
>Short Fuse grabs the camera and holds it with his hooves as he awaits for your answer
“I can’t say no to you, shot when you’re ready”
>You stand by his side as he holds the camera; you can see that he was showing his tongue at the camera
 >Two can play the same game
>Time to show Shorty how a natural pose is made
>…
> Don’t do a silly face… Don’t do a silly face… Don’t do a silly face…
>The camera flashes and the photo was taken, the photography comes out of the camera slowly and Short Fuse picks it up with his magic
>You two start looking at the photo
>Cool, you look like a fag
>But a cool fag with a cool stallion
>”Heh! I like the way you show in the camera!”
>Short Fuse giggles at how silly you looked in the photo, you start chuckling. It’s just a photo, it’s silly and funny, there is nothing to worry about it
>”Oh, I forgot about Pancho! I hope you don’t felt left by this Pancho!”
>You could see in his reaction that Shorty looked sad at how he’ll forgot about Pancho
>”But I’m in the picture……” a weird and slow voice coming from Pancho said
>Short Fuse and you looked at Pancho, you with surprise and concern at the same time
>...Bloody hell the ghost is back, you were almost forgetting about it…
>”You are? But-” Shorty started to see again the photo and almost jumps from something in it “ANON, LOOK!”
>You look at the photography again, you could see a blurry shadow behind you two…
>OKAY, now this was the perfect time to wear brown pants
>”A-Anon? What’s that shadow doing behind us? When did it get there? Why Pancho said that he was in the picture? Is he the shadow? Is this a trick? Is the shadow going after my costumes? Anon I’m scared!”
>Shorty was at the edge of crying, you hold him in a light hug to make sure he knows he’ll be all right with you
>His body was shivering from the scare of the photo
>You couldn’t blame him… you too were shivering a bit for all this
“What the heck do you want? Whoever is there?”
>”W-whoever?”
>Shorty didn’t know, but you couldn’t say that a freaking spirit was in the room. His little pony heart couldn’t handle the situation
>But what to say to calm him?
“This is just a prank, Shorty… someone is playing us a BIG prank”
>Maybe it was true and someone really was playing a joke on you two… maybe there was a creature you didn’t know that could do stuff like this
>The Ouija board started to levitate again, the transparent item appeared and was going around and around on the same words on the board
>P-L-A-Y-P-L-A-Y-P-L-A-Y-P-L-A-Y
“Shit… don’t you want to play poker? Chess? Hide and seek? Anything else?”
>The Ouija board started to vibrate on the floor and the lights on the room started to blink
>You’ll take that as a ‘no’
“Okay, okay! I get it!”
>You place your hand on the transparent item you used before to communicate with the ghost, you felt your hand starting to get cold and a chill on your back
>Short Fuse watches behind you as he starts to whimper, his hooves were around your back, carefully grabbing your shirt
>Okay motherfucker, let’s play…
“So… who I am speaking with?”
>Pancho starts to levitate in front of you two surrounded by a red glow and stays still on the floor
>You could feel your hand feeling more cold, suddenly your hand moves around with the transparent item quickly on three letters
>R-E-D
>Red? Red as… the glow Pancho is surrounded? Or red as… something else?
>Now that you remember, Jenny told you that Pancho was levitating with a blue glow…
>A red glow and a blue glow… what does it mean?
>”What’s your name…..? Write it……” the voice inside or outside of Pancho was talking again, slowly and creepier than before
>At this point is weird that the spirit is asking your name, wasn’t he paying attention before or he didn’t have good memory?
>Whatever. You start moving your hand on the letters that spell your name
>A-N-O-N-Y-M-O-U-S
>Your hand starts to move by its own again on the words I-S-D-U-M-B
>…
>Whoa, rude
>Pancho starts to laugh, it was a laugh near creepy as fuck
>Like… the laugh of a murderer? Multiply that by 10 and you’ll get that laugh
>You could hear a chuckle behind you
“Really Shorty? Are you laughing for that?”
>”I… I’m sorry…”
>Yup, he was starting to laugh at something this ghost made you write
>Okay, what would happen if you…
>You move your hand on the letters B-L-U-E
>”………………….”
>Pancho or you should say, the ghost or spirit didn’t answer
“Hello?”
>Your hand moved again and landed on the ‘Goodbye’ of the board
>The chill on your back was gone and Pancho was no longer with a red or blue glow. You touch him a few times, just to be sure, but he wasn’t moving anymore
>You look at Shorty, he wasn’t concerned anymore, and just giggling a bit for that tiny joke the ghost did on you
“Well… Shorty? Do you know if there is anyone in this prison that can control someone else and levitate stuff?”
>Man you should call Silver Pie for this; he’ll know what to do. Or maybe he could say ‘no clues, no answer’ or some bullshit like that
>”I don’t think so, an unicorn is the only possible creature to control and levitate stuff, but only a powerful unicorn can control someone else, and I’m speaking of years of learning the basic and hard spells… and everything for a joke? I don’t think that’s logic”
>So scratch that from the list, it can’t be a creature then. It is a ghost then?
>…Damn you forgot to tell if it was from here or from your world!
>Oh well, maybe he’ll come back again
>…
>You tear your made Ouija board piece by piece
>You’ll never play with this thing ever again
>You don’t want to take more risks
>The only thing you know is that the problem is on Pancho. Why? You didn’t know the answer
>Maybe Pancho had something inside him? He was a box after all, so…
>Yeah, it could be. Those two dudes at the street who made you look like a thief started all this, you need to look what’s inside Pancho and see what’s the big deal
>You heard Short’s yawn as he rest his head on your back
>Oh right, is late and this warden needs his sleep
“Well Shorty, since we are done, we better get some sleep for tomorrow. You need your energies for those new guards, don’t you?”
>Shorty looked at you tired with an also tired smile
>”Y-yeah… is sleepy time… Good night, Nonny…”
>What wait don’t-
>…
>He fall asleep on your back
>You sigh as you carry him to his bed
>You tenderly place him on the bed and you cover him with the bed sheet, leaving only his head and front hooves exposed
>Do ponies ever need to sleep with sheets? They have fur, don’t they?
>Eh whatever, maybe they do, maybe they don’t
>You give him a little kiss on the forehead as you wish him happy dreams
>Shorty murmurs something in his sleep, you didn’t know if it was your name or someone else name
>By curiosity you move a bit Short’s mane from his neck, there was that weird mark from before. Was it made from the ghost? Or…
>Well, whatever it is, it doesn’t look that bad. Maybe the nurse knows what that is
>You turn around and grab Pancho, he stays below your armpit still. He didn’t move or tried something else
“Okay buddy, you and I have some business to attempt”
>You open the door of Short’s office and exit it, closing it behind you
>What mysteries hide this box?
Chapter end.