Title:           Lulamoon Rape Protection: Hearts and Hooves Day Special
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Thursday 14th of February 2013 05:29:05 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 14th of February 2013 05:29:05 PM CDT

(This takes place sometime between Parts 7 and 8)
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>It's Trixie time!
>Today is Hearts and Hooves Day.
>And all you want more than anything is to show Anon how much you love him.
>Today is going to be the day he'll see the light.
>You will win Anon over with your charm.
>You have done so with many of stallions before. Anon shouldn't be any different.
>Wake up.
>Clean bowels, bathe, style mane.
>Got to look perfect for your human.
>Head downstairs to cook him breakfast.
>Something simple: eggs in a shape of a heart, toast, orange juice, and some oatmeal.
>All with a pink flower right beside it.
>It's the thought that counts.
Oh, this will warm him up. No one can resist breakfast in bed.
>Once everything is situated on the tray, you levitate the food up the stairs and to his door.
I can't wait to see the look on his face.
>Trying to withhold your enthusiasm is hard.
>As you knock on the door, it swings open and pins you between the wall and the door.
>How that's possible? Seeing it normally swings inward.
>Anon storms out, grumbling like a grumpy old man.
>Notices the mess of food on the floor.
>Growls and kicks the mess.
>"Great, a wonderful start to this day..."
>He storms off to the bathroom to start his morning routine.
 
>You eventually manage to break free.
>Look down at your breakfast for him.
>Ruined.
>You want to cry, but that's not in The Great and Powerful Trixie's moveset.
No...it's not over. I can still make it work.
>With renewed vigor, you clean up the mess and start on breakfast again.
He'll be thankful either way.
>As breakfast was finished and the food placed on the table, Anon arrives down the stairs.
>Still grumbling nonsense.
Morning Anon!
>You say in a chipper tone.
>Anon grunts like a neanderthal.
I made you breakfast. Enjoy this wonderful feast!
>Put some Great and Powerful flare on that.
>He looks at his food.
>A slight smile crosses his face.
>It's working!
>He sits down and chows down.
So...how is it?
>"Good."
>He praised your cooking! You knew you could turn things around.
Nothing's gonna break my stride.
>There's a knock at the door.
>Oh no...not now.
I'll handle...
>Anon quickly stands up and storms over to the door.
>He looks pissed.
>Well, he was interrupted eating your glorious breakfast.
 
>You watch from the table.
>"U-um...H-Happy Hear-"
>That was indeed Fluttershy.
>You watch as Anon grabs something from her hoof.
>The sound of ripping paper permeates the silence of the house.
>He throws something at her, then slams the door shut.
>You could hear the sounds of Fluttershy crying on the other side of the door.
>Well, at least he got rid of her. Makes this easier.
So, uh...I was thinking maybe we can do something nice today.
>He stares at you, muttering not-so-nice things.
H-how about getting brunch at Sugarcube Corner?
>Yes, you set something up with the pink pony.
>He glares at you.
>You feel so small under that gaze.
>Time to turn on the cute.
P-please?
>Your ears flatten against your head while pouting, and your eyes begin to water, as if close to tears.
>This softens the beast.
>Anon sighs and pets your head.
>"Fine..."
>Mission Accomplished!
Don't worry, you'll enjoy it!
 
>Time elapses; now it's noon.
>Your lunch date with Anon will make him see that you do love him.
>Sweet talk your way into his heart.
>But on your way, your human seems more...agitated.
>As if someone other than you speaks to him, he'll blow his top.
>And just up ahead are three fillies each carrying a card with the words "Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, Anon"
>It was those Cutie Mark Discoverers... or something.
>Even if they don't stand a chance with your Anon, you don't want to see the repeat of this morning.
>They're too young to have their hearts broken.
>What? You aren't a cruel pony.
>Need to think of something quick.
>"Heya Anon! Heya Trixie!" The yellow one says with a smile.
>Too late.
>You take a quick look at Anon.
>He does not seem amused, but he's not as angry as he was with Fluttershy this morning.
>Time to smooth talk your way out of this.
Uh, Appleblossom...
>"Appleblume!"
>Same thing...
Applebloom. I see you have something for Anon. But...anyp0ny can give a card. You should go get Anon something special!
>The three fillies look at one another with questioning eyes.
>"Like what?!" the three ask in unison.
>God these fillies are annoying...in a cute way.
I'm sure three smart little fillies like yourselves will figure something out. Now begone. Time is ticking!
>Give them that cheerful smile you've perfected.
>"Gee! Okay then. Thanks Trix!" the orange one said with a cheery smile.
>You will let that slide. She doesn't know.
 
>Arrive at Sugarcube Corner.
>It's not that crowded. Good, the way you want it to be.
>Walk in further, a pink blur flies towards you, only stopping mere inches from your face.
>"OMG! You're finally here Trixie I have everything ready for you I mean what kind of planner would I be if nothing was ready for my guest and Anon it's nice o see ya since you are always so grumpy grump this time of year and hope that- MMMPHMMH!!!"
>You plug your hoof in Pinkie Pie's mouth.
>This mare talks too damn much.
>But, what did she mean that he's always grumpy this time of year?
>Must be a human thing.
Our table?
>Remove your hoof from her mouth.
>She finally calms down, then puts on a moustashe and a waiter's outfit.
>"Right this way, madam. Sir."
>Sounds just like those snooty ponies in Canterlot.
>....heh.
>Arrive at your table.
>A quiet section of the shop made just for you and Anon made all romantic-like.
>Candles, flower in a vase, low lighting, the whole shebang.
>A flicker of magic made the zone soundproof. No sound can come in, nor out.
>Keep this conversation private.
 
>You take your seats, Pinkie Pie pours you both some sarsaparilla and hands you both a menu.
>She pulls out a notepad and a pencil, ready to write.
>"What will it be for the lady?"
>You carefully look at the menu.
>It was Diabetes Central.
>But...Pinkie Pie wanted to help you.
>And for cheap as well.
I guess...strawberry pancakes.
>"A fine choice! And for you my good sir?"
>Anon vision was full on pink.
>You could see a vein pulsing on his forehead.
>Not good...
Um...he'll have the same thing.
>Pinkie backs off.
>You could breathe easier.
>Pinkie bows.
>"Your orders will be here shortly."
>She pulls out a chef's hat and strips from her waiter outfit and zooms off to the back.
>Still wonder how she does that.
>Fucking reality bending.
>Turn your attention towards Anon.
I, um... am glad you came out today.
>He mutters something under his breath.
>He's averting his gaze.
>Is he bored? Are you doing something wrong?
>No, failure is not an option. You'll make him yours.
>Time to turn on your charm.
>Flip your mane, and give him that sexy stare of yours.
You look nice today. Maybe later we can have some fun.
>He just growls like a diamond mutt.
>Well damn.
>Try an assortment of attacks to break down his grumpy shield.
>It's too strong.
>Sigh and give up.
>Pinkie returns with your strawberry pancakes in tow.
>Now wearing the waiter's outfit again.
>"Bon Appetit!"
>Maybe some small talk can chip away his negativity.
 
>The meal was horrible.
>Not the food, that was delicious, but the atmosphere.
>You just couldn't get Anon to open up.
>You even used the corny "How's the weather" line.
>He just sat there with his arms crossed, barely ate his food.
>And he kept muttering to himself.
>Something is up.
>Time to get to the bottom of this.
Anon...talk to me?
>Move closer and place your hoof on his arm.
>He flinches away.
W-what's wrong?
>Out the corner of your eye, you swore you saw something yellow and pink.
>Turn to see that nothing was there.
>Strange...
>"Nnnng..." Anon shudder. "I don't do hoofsies Trixie."
But...I'm no-!
>"ON TOP OF OL' SMOKEY!!!"
>The fuck?!!?
>Good thing you soundproofed the area.
>Look under the table.
>See Fluttershy giving Anon a blowie.
THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!
>The rape whorse takes Anon's milk shooter out of her mouth.
>"Um...giving him a proper gift for Hearts and Hooves Day."
>The nerve of this bitch ruining your outing.
>magic_revving.exe
>Pull the bitch out from under the table and slam her on the ground.
>"The fuck...Fluttershy!?"
>She smiles at your human.
>"H-Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, my love."
Bucking Fluttershy! You ruined everything!
 
>It was then you saw Anon's face morphs into something that could make Discord flinch.
>"That's it! That is fucking it! I had it!"
>He flips over the table.
>"I just wanted to be left alone! I didn't want to come out here. I didn't want to eat food! I just wanted to be inside my home!"
A-anon. Calm down. You're making a scene.
>"NO! I won't calm the fuck down!"
>Fluttershy is backing up.
>"I see this is a bad time, so I'll be going now!"
>Yellow rape makes a dash out of there.
>Anon grabs her by the tail.
>"AND YOU!!!! You..."
>The other ponies notice Anon going wild.
>Good thing they couldn't hear the things he said.
>She may burst into treats any second.
>"NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!"
>Fluttershy is sent running out of the bakery crying.
Okay, that was a bit out of line.
>"NO! I'm sick of this! I don't care about this holiday. It's dumb. I'd rather put my head in a blender while setting off fireworks up my ass than celebrate this holiday with anyone!"
>Your body wasn't ready.
>You couldn't believe what he just said.
>How could he bash this holiday.
>Even if it's about lovers...it's also about celebrating with friends.
>And Anon is your friend...or we was.
Anon...
>Your cheeks puff up like an angry parasprite.
Fine! Be that way, you jerk!
>You had a few choice words for him, but you were too hurt to say them.
>Your hooves went into flight mode and rush home.
>All you wanted was to love him, and for him to love you.
>What you got was a slap in the face.
Buckin' Anon.
 
>You are Anon.
>Trixie just ran out on you.
>Great, now you have to pay for this meal.
>Fucking Hearts and Hooves Day.
>It's nothing but a bane to your existence.
>"ANON!"
>Turn to find an angry Pinkie Pie.
>She's glaring at you like you broke a Pinkie Promise
>"Sit..."
No. I'm out of here. Put the meal on my tab.
>Try to walk away from Pink ADHD.
>Bad move.
>"I...said...SIT!"
>She forces you down into the chair, using reality bending powers at her disposal.
>Now you're tied to a chair.
>"Now...lets have a little chat on friendship."
>Oh boy, here we go...
-10 minutes later-
>"And that's why Hay Sin is the best champion in the game."
>You're bawling at this point.
>What have you done.
>You were out of line.
I dun goof'd...
>Pinkie smiles at you.
>She loosens the ropes.
>"Go back to her and apologize."
>You nod and run out of the store.
>Pinkie puts on her moustashe."
>"Welp, back to bakin'!"
 
>You're now Trixie.
>And you're in bed.
>Alone.
>Crying.
>Anon doesn't love you.
>He isn't capable of love.
>Maybe everything was a lie.
>Maybe you should just give up.
>Live out this contract, then move away.
>Have no attachment to anyone.
>They always hurt you in the end.
>Go back to being that heartless bitch you once were.
>That everyp0ny knows.
>But that's not the real you.
>These thoughts only make you weep harder.
Anon...you dummy.
>Your door opens.
>You try to quiet your sobs and pretend you're asleep.
>The intruder enters your room and sits beside your bed.
>"I'm sorry Trixie..."
>It's Anon.
>"I know you probably don't want to talk to me, but..."
>He sighs.
>"I didn't mean to say all those things back at Sugarcube Corner. I just...have bad memories on earth when this holiday came around."
>You roll over to find Anon staring at the floor.
>"That's why I acted like an ass. I never wanted to take it out on you."
>Sit up and slowly crawl over to him.
>"All you wanted to do was hang out as friends. I'll do whatever you want. I just don't want to lose a good friend. I'm really sorry."
 
>Friend... well you know he cares for you.
>Maybe he's capable of loving.
>Then...you won't give up.
>You lay your head on his lap.
You apologize too much, you know that.
>You sigh.
Snuggles...
>"What was that?"
>You turn your head upwards, gazing into Anon's [DATA EXPUNGED] colored eyes.
>His body was so warm.
>A soft smile crossing your lips as you gaze upon him through tear-stained eyes.
I want you to lie with me and snuggle... until I say to stop.
>Anon smiles and lies beside you on your bed.
>"Fine...you can have your snuggles."
>You sigh contently as you bury your face into his chest.
>Fore hooves folded under you.
>He wraps his arms around you, petting your mane.
>You listen to his heartbeat.
>You swear your heart is slowly matching his rhythm.
>And his scent. Just can't get enough of it.
>You let out a whinny and snort.
>Your human just chuckles while continuing to pet you.
>The dead can no longer know such joys.
>This feels incredible.
>You may not have Anon now, but one day he'll look past your pony form.
>And transcend the bonds of friendship.
>You will be his mare.
>And him, your human.
>But for now, you'll stick with snuggles.
>Take what you can get.
>Eventually, you both fall asleep.
>Feels good man.
 
>Hours past.
>There's a loud knock at the door.
>You both are awaken from your slumber.
>"I'll get it."
It might be Fluttershy again... I'm coming too.
>You both share a yawn and head towards the entrance to your humble abode.
>Open it.
>It's definitely not Fluttershy.
>It's those three fillies.
>And they seem...different.
>The yellow pony is wearing one of those cowboy hats, a vest, flankless chaps, and carrying a rope.
>The white unicorn is wearing a leather cap, a black corset with red lacing, and black fishnet stockings, holding a whip in her mouth.
>Also has on a lot of makeup.
>Looks more like a poor clown than a street-walker.
>The orange pegasus is wearing a strap-on dildo.
>But not any dildo.
>No...it's the legendary "Plot Device". Crafted for those who dares to take a grand ride.
>You just stare.
>Anon's eyes twitch.
>"W-what's going on here?"
>The three were giddy in excitement.
>"HAPPY HEARTS AND HOOVES DAY ANON!" They three yell in unison.
>The white one cracks her whip.
>Well shit...didn't think they'd go that far.
Um... wat?
>"Um... wat?
 
>Yellow apple speaks up first.
>"Well, Trixie did say t'at anyp0ny coulda give ya a card. So we gots to thinkin', 'Wut would Anon like?' But, we couldn't think of anything.
>"So!" The unicorn pipes up, "We each asked our sisters..."
>"I asked Rainbow Dash!" Says the scooter filly.
>"Yeah... we asked them, what do stallions like? They each told us these things and well...here we are!"
>These fillies...
>No, their sisters are some kinky mares.
>You sigh.
>"Well girls, I'm...happy that you got me this gift. But, that's a bit too... much."
>They look so crestfallen.
>"But, thanks I guess. It's the thought that counts. Now off you go. It's getting late."
>The three feel a little better.
>He walks back in. Leaving you with the three fillies.
Hey girls... uh. Anon was just being modest. But I think he'll like those gifts.
>"Really?" Sweetie Belle says with a hint of excitement.
Uh...Yes! I'll just hold on to those if ya don't mind. I'll give them to him.
>They strip off their clothes and leave them in front of your hooves.
>"Thank ya Trixie. Hope Anon likes the gift!" Yellow Apple says with a grin.
>They walk off.
>You grab the items in your magic grasp and sneak them into your room.
>Stick them in your large trunk.
>Smile to yourself, thinking of the many things you'd do to Anon with them.
I know I'll be using these sometime later.
 
END