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# Drury Lane: Chapter 2 -PARTY-

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1. Chapter 2
3. >Day 537 in Equestria
4. >You sat behind the glass counter inside Sugarcube Corner, dotting cherries on the tops of fresh cupcakes.
5. >You stayed at the bakery for a few days, and eventually the Cakes offered you a job working with Pinkie.
6. >You said yes, of course.
7. >So now you lived there as well, staying in a separate bed in the loft Pinkie stayed in.
8. >And life could not be more fucking awesome.
9. >Seriously, Pinkie is the best roommate you've ever had.
10. >Lately though the pink party pony has seemed very busy and preoccupied to hang out with you and get into zany shenanigans.
11. >Whenever you see her, she darts away squealing.
12. >You were thoroughly confused after all, you hadn't even done ANYTHING to make her freaked out.
13. >Although you had gotten into a cage match with Gummy while dressed as a Labrador the other night, but that had nothing to do with Pinkie.
14. >That was between you and Gummy.
15. >That little green cunt.
16. >Finishing the cupcakes, you let out a sigh of relief and relaxation.
17. >Then Applejack walks into the store.
18. >"Oh uh, hey there Anon. Ah didn't realize you were workin' today."
19. "I work here everyday you hick."
20. >"What?"
21. "Nothing. Anything I can get for you?"
22. >She gets nervous, and shifts on her hoofs.
23. >SUSPICION LEVELS RISING
24. "You alright AppleJack?"
25. >"Whu? Oh yeah, yeah. Ah just need a cake is all."
26. "Just need a cake?"
27. >"Yup."
28. "Why ya so nervous?"
29. >"Ah'm not nervous."
30. "Yeah huh."
31. >"Naw uh."
32. "Yeah huh."
33. >"Look, Anon, can ya jus' go get me mah party cake? The one Pinkie made about a day or two ago?"
34. >Ah yes, the Party Cake.
35. >THAT Party Cake.
36. >The FORBIDDEN Party Cake.
37. >The one Pinkie made and wouldn't tell you who or what it was for.
38. >The one with fucking cupcakes ON the cake.
39. >The Meta-Cake.
40. >Going into the back, you lift the behemoth of a cake from it's stand and bring it back to AppleJack.
41. >You look for the price tag.
42. >There is none.
43. >Oh you CANNOT be fucking serious.
44. "Did... did Pinkie Pie make this for you free of charge?"
45. >She's still super fucking nervous, what the shit?
46. >"Yeup! Yeah she did! Haha.. anyways, could you do me another favor Anon?"
47. "Sure. Say, how are you going to get this thing back to your far-"
48. >She smile sheepishly.
49. >Oh you COUNTRY CUNT.
50. -------
51. >This cake
52. >Is the heaviest thing
53. >You have carried in a long ass time.
54. >AppleJack trots next to you, still looking as she is hiding something.
55. >What secrets do you hide, ORANGE ONE?
56. >After a while you arrive at Sweet Apple Acres.
57. >Dropping the cake carefully outside the barn-house, you turn to AppleJack.
58. >"Hey, thanks there Anon. Ah appreciate your helpin' me ou-"
59. "SHUT IT YOU CITRUS COLORED BITCH."
60. >"Wha-"
61. "YOU WILL TELL ME YOUR PLANS."
62. >"Plans? What plans??? I don't got no-"
63. >You boop her nose.
64. >and get right in her face.
65. >and whisper.
66. "I know you're hiding something from me you white trash filly. Out with it. I desire your knowledge concerning this cake."
67. >AppleJack is stuck in a "deer in the headlights" expression, while you look like Christopher Walkin taking an uncomfortable poo.
68. >Her eyes are wide and her pupils tiny, shrunk in nervous fear
69. >Good.
70. >You will enjoy feeding on her fear.
71. >Will it taste like apples?
72. >"Just... just be back here at tha' farm t'night at midnight... that's all ah can say now."
73. >The rising fury in you has dissipated enough for you to give AppleJack a smile and a pat on the head.
74. "Cool! I'll see yo later then!"
75. >You stroll away from the farm, but not before giving AppleJack a look of "BITCH I'M ON TO YOU."
76. -------
77. >What is she planning?
78. >Oh god, what if AppleJack told the cops in Manehatten that you were here?
79. >Then they'd come to Ponyville and beat the ever living shit out of you.
80. >And THEN arrest you.
81. >Was Pinkie in on it?
82. >...
83. >Nah, you told her what happened in Manehatten and she seemed to take it fairly well.
84. >"Did you bust through a fruit stand? I would have busted through a fruit stand." she had asked you.
85. >Oh Pinkie Pie.
86. >Why do you amuse me so?
87. >Suddenly a large group of Ponies start to gather around some sort of caravan as a fanfare leaps out from it with much gusto.
88. "Huh, I wonder what's going on ver he-"
89. >HOLY BALLS THOSE TRUMPETS ARE LOUD. FUCKING CONFETTI? WHAT? WHAT?!
90. >The caravan busts open, revealing a stage with a grand drape.
91. >A blue pony in a wizard's hat emerges from a smokescreen, a proud and arrogant smirk on her face.
92. >"It is I! The Great and Powerful TRIXIE!"
93. >Aw HELL Naw.
94. >Pinkie had told you about their little stint with Trixie a while back.
95. >Suffice to say, you think she's a massive cockmongler.
96. >"Citizens of Ponyville, the Great and Powerful TRIXIE has returned to astound you all with more amazing feats of might and mag-"
97. "BOO YOU SUCK."
98. >"Ma-... Magic! I have returned to perform ama-"
99. "YOUR MAGIC IS BAD AND YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD."
100. >"Alright who is that? WHO IS THAT?"
101. >You wave and point at your self, smiling like a dork who got picked first for dodge-ball.
102. >"So you think you can out-perform the Great and Powerful TRIXIE, 'bandanna'd' one? Fine. Come up to the stage and we shall test you mi-"
103. >You're standing next to her now, and you snatch her wizard hat from her head."
104. >"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU-"
105. "ATTENTION CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE! Watch as I make this lovely cunt of a unicorn UTTERLY SPEECHLESS."
106. >The crowd "oohs" and "aaahs."
107. >Trixie just scoffs at you.
108. >"Oh please, you aren't even a unicorn. What in Equestria could you possibly do to silence the Great and Powerful Tri-"
109. >You Spit in her Fucking Mouth.
110. >Trixie looks like she's been orally raped by a hobo.
111. "G'night everyp0ny! Don't forget to tip your waitresses!"
112. >You then sprint off to the bakery, Trixie's hat still firmly fixed to your head.
113. >The crowd cheers.
114. -------
115. >It's getting late, and you're finishing up a blueberry pie in the kitchen.
116. >Still wearing Trixie's hat.
117. >You like to think it gives you a special edge in the baking department.
118. >That and you look like Mickey Mouse from Fantasia (don't sue me don't sue me don't sue me)
119. >You exit the kitchen with the magnificent pastry and hand it to the pony at the counter.
120. >She places her bits down on the counter.
121. "Here you are, one blueberry pie. And just a quick question, why did you request toothpaste to be in it?"
122. >The Blue unicorn smiles and shrugs, taking the pie and trotting out of the shop.
123. "Fuckin' Colgate, man."
124. >Hours pass, and the shop is closed. You're just cleaning up at this point.
125. >Mr. and Mrs. Cake have gone to bed, considering it's close to midnight know.
126. >Besides, you had places to go.
127. >Throwing your apron on a coat rack, you begin your way to Sweet Apple Acres.
128. >The farm is dead silent, and you can't see any lights coming from the barn at all.
129. >SUSPICIOUS
130. >You sneak your ass over to the barn doors, and creep inside.
131. >Darkness.
132. >This is creepy bro.
133. >You take a few steps inside when the barn doors slam shut.
134. >OH FUCK I'M GONNA BE SHANKED BY HICKS
135. >Your sphincter has never been tighter than it is right now.
136. >Suddenly, lights turn on in the barn and Pinkie FUCKING Pie is inches from your face and smiling from ear to pink ear.
137. >"SURPRISE ANON!"
138. >Dear god.
139. >Your heart.
140. >IT'S NOT WORKING.
141. >Pinkie locks you in a hug of the ages, as you take in the sight of the barn in front of you.
142. >The entire Apple Family is there, along with Rarity, Applejack, Twilight, hell they're ALL there.
143. >Fluttershy hides her face with her pink mane, but she's smiling softly.
144. >Aww.
145. >There's a table filled with food, mostly made up of apples, along with the Party Cake you delivered earlier.
146. >Your name is written on it in big pink letters
147. >They all shout "SURPRISE!" and confetti blasts into the air from unknown sources.
148. "Is... is this a party for.. me?"
149. >Pinkie jumps down from you and bounces around you in a circle.
150. >"Yup!"
151. "But... why?"
152. >Pinkie stops bouncing and and gives you a confused look.
153. >"I need a reason to throw you a party? Silly Anon, I'm throwing you a party JUST BECAUSE you're an awesome friend."
154. >These feels.
155. >THEY CANNOT BE CONTAINED.
156. >You scoop Pinkie up in your arms and squeeze her in a hug while proclaiming:
157. "THEN LET'S PARTY!"
158. -----
159. >About two hours later, you're dancing in the middle of the barn with Pinkie to the peppiest music you have ever listened to.
160. >You and Pinkie feel like you're the lords of the dance, but to everyone else you may as well be having a stroke.
161. >Doesn't matter, too busy partying with the best party pony ever.
162. >You look down at pinkie, her bright blue eyes staring back up at you.
163. >Wow those... those are some really pretty eyes.
164. >What is this feeling you wonder?
165. >Is it... love?
166. >Pinkie blushes and bats her eyes.
167. >Oh dayum.
168. >You're about to say something, when the barn door bursts open.
169. >oh SHIT TITS.
170. >It's Trixie.
171. >Trixie: "YOU THERE! THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE DEMANDS YOU RETURN HER HAT TO HER."
172. >Oh it's on like fuckin' donkey kong you cock-suck.
173. >You grab the punch bowl and slam it onto your head like a make-shift helmet, the punch drenching you.
174. "CORPORAL PINKIE, SET PHAZERS TO KILL!"
175. >"AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN SPACE JETS!"
176. >The two of you grab as many confections as you can, and begin pelting Trixie with them.
177. >There's frosting.
178. >Everywhere.
179. >Trixie can't handle what the Rock is cooking, and sprints out of the barn, trying her best to dodge the tasty projectiles.
180. "Good work Pinkie, that's a job well done!"
181. >She gives you a zany salute and beams up at you.
182. >"Thank you, Captain!"
183. >The two of you laugh from the bottom of your hearts, while the rest of the party goers try to process what in the fuck just happened.
185. ~End of Chapter 2~

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Chapter 2 >Day 537 in Equestria >You sat behind the glass counter inside Sugarcube Corner, dotting cherries on the tops of fresh cupcakes. >You stayed at the bakery for a few days, and eventually the Cakes offered you a job working with Pinkie. >You said yes, of course. >So now you lived there as well, staying in a separate bed in the loft Pinkie stayed in. >And life could not be more fucking awesome. >Seriously, Pinkie is the best roommate you've ever had. >Lately though the pink party pony has seemed very busy and preoccupied to hang out with you and get into zany shenanigans. >Whenever you see her, she darts away squealing. >You were thoroughly confused after all, you hadn't even done ANYTHING to make her freaked out. >Although you had gotten into a cage match with Gummy while dressed as a Labrador the other night, but that had nothing to do with Pinkie. >That was between you and Gummy. >That little green cunt. >Finishing the cupcakes, you let out a sigh of relief and relaxation. >Then Applejack walks into the store. >"Oh uh, hey there Anon. Ah didn't realize you were workin' today." "I work here everyday you hick." >"What?" "Nothing. Anything I can get for you?" >She gets nervous, and shifts on her hoofs. >SUSPICION LEVELS RISING "You alright AppleJack?" >"Whu? Oh yeah, yeah. Ah just need a cake is all." "Just need a cake?" >"Yup." "Why ya so nervous?" >"Ah'm not nervous." "Yeah huh." >"Naw uh." "Yeah huh." >"Look, Anon, can ya jus' go get me mah party cake? The one Pinkie made about a day or two ago?" >Ah yes, the Party Cake. >THAT Party Cake. >The FORBIDDEN Party Cake. >The one Pinkie made and wouldn't tell you who or what it was for. >The one with fucking cupcakes ON the cake. >The Meta-Cake. >Going into the back, you lift the behemoth of a cake from it's stand and bring it back to AppleJack. >You look for the price tag. >There is none. >Oh you CANNOT be fucking serious. "Did... did Pinkie Pie make this for you free of charge?" >She's still super fucking nervous, what the shit? >"Yeup! Yeah she did! Haha.. anyways, could you do me another favor Anon?" "Sure. Say, how are you going to get this thing back to your far-" >She smile sheepishly. >Oh you COUNTRY CUNT. ------- >This cake >Is the heaviest thing >You have carried in a long ass time. >AppleJack trots next to you, still looking as she is hiding something. >What secrets do you hide, ORANGE ONE? >After a while you arrive at Sweet Apple Acres. >Dropping the cake carefully outside the barn-house, you turn to AppleJack. >"Hey, thanks there Anon. Ah appreciate your helpin' me ou-" "SHUT IT YOU CITRUS COLORED BITCH." >"Wha-" "YOU WILL TELL ME YOUR PLANS." >"Plans? What plans??? I don't got no-" >You boop her nose. >and get right in her face. >and whisper. "I know you're hiding something from me you white trash filly. Out with it. I desire your knowledge concerning this cake." >AppleJack is stuck in a "deer in the headlights" expression, while you look like Christopher Walkin taking an uncomfortable poo. >Her eyes are wide and her pupils tiny, shrunk in nervous fear >Good. >You will enjoy feeding on her fear. >Will it taste like apples? >"Just... just be back here at tha' farm t'night at midnight... that's all ah can say now." >The rising fury in you has dissipated enough for you to give AppleJack a smile and a pat on the head. "Cool! I'll see yo later then!" >You stroll away from the farm, but not before giving AppleJack a look of "BITCH I'M ON TO YOU." ------- >What is she planning? >Oh god, what if AppleJack told the cops in Manehatten that you were here? >Then they'd come to Ponyville and beat the ever living shit out of you. >And THEN arrest you. >Was Pinkie in on it? >... >Nah, you told her what happened in Manehatten and she seemed to take it fairly well. >"Did you bust through a fruit stand? I would have busted through a fruit stand." she had asked you. >Oh Pinkie Pie. >Why do you amuse me so? >Suddenly a large group of Ponies start to gather around some sort of caravan as a fanfare leaps out from it with much gusto. "Huh, I wonder what's going on ver he-" >HOLY BALLS THOSE TRUMPETS ARE LOUD. FUCKING CONFETTI? WHAT? WHAT?! >The caravan busts open, revealing a stage with a grand drape. >A blue pony in a wizard's hat emerges from a smokescreen, a proud and arrogant smirk on her face. >"It is I! The Great and Powerful TRIXIE!" >Aw HELL Naw. >Pinkie had told you about their little stint with Trixie a while back. >Suffice to say, you think she's a massive cockmongler. >"Citizens of Ponyville, the Great and Powerful TRIXIE has returned to astound you all with more amazing feats of might and mag-" "BOO YOU SUCK." >"Ma-... Magic! I have returned to perform ama-" "YOUR MAGIC IS BAD AND YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD." >"Alright who is that? WHO IS THAT?" >You wave and point at your self, smiling like a dork who got picked first for dodge-ball. >"So you think you can out-perform the Great and Powerful TRIXIE, 'bandanna'd' one? Fine. Come up to the stage and we shall test you mi-" >You're standing next to her now, and you snatch her wizard hat from her head." >"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU-" "ATTENTION CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE! Watch as I make this lovely cunt of a unicorn UTTERLY SPEECHLESS." >The crowd "oohs" and "aaahs." >Trixie just scoffs at you. >"Oh please, you aren't even a unicorn. What in Equestria could you possibly do to silence the Great and Powerful Tri-" >You Spit in her Fucking Mouth. >Trixie looks like she's been orally raped by a hobo. "G'night everyp0ny! Don't forget to tip your waitresses!" >You then sprint off to the bakery, Trixie's hat still firmly fixed to your head. >The crowd cheers. ------- >It's getting late, and you're finishing up a blueberry pie in the kitchen. >Still wearing Trixie's hat. >You like to think it gives you a special edge in the baking department. >That and you look like Mickey Mouse from Fantasia (don't sue me don't sue me don't sue me) >You exit the kitchen with the magnificent pastry and hand it to the pony at the counter. >She places her bits down on the counter. "Here you are, one blueberry pie. And just a quick question, why did you request toothpaste to be in it?" >The Blue unicorn smiles and shrugs, taking the pie and trotting out of the shop. "Fuckin' Colgate, man." >Hours pass, and the shop is closed. You're just cleaning up at this point. >Mr. and Mrs. Cake have gone to bed, considering it's close to midnight know. >Besides, you had places to go. >Throwing your apron on a coat rack, you begin your way to Sweet Apple Acres. >The farm is dead silent, and you can't see any lights coming from the barn at all. >SUSPICIOUS >You sneak your ass over to the barn doors, and creep inside. >Darkness. >This is creepy bro. >You take a few steps inside when the barn doors slam shut. >OH FUCK I'M GONNA BE SHANKED BY HICKS >Your sphincter has never been tighter than it is right now. >Suddenly, lights turn on in the barn and Pinkie FUCKING Pie is inches from your face and smiling from ear to pink ear. >"SURPRISE ANON!" >Dear god. >Your heart. >IT'S NOT WORKING. >Pinkie locks you in a hug of the ages, as you take in the sight of the barn in front of you. >The entire Apple Family is there, along with Rarity, Applejack, Twilight, hell they're ALL there. >Fluttershy hides her face with her pink mane, but she's smiling softly. >Aww. >There's a table filled with food, mostly made up of apples, along with the Party Cake you delivered earlier. >Your name is written on it in big pink letters >They all shout "SURPRISE!" and confetti blasts into the air from unknown sources. "Is... is this a party for.. me?" >Pinkie jumps down from you and bounces around you in a circle. >"Yup!" "But... why?" >Pinkie stops bouncing and and gives you a confused look. >"I need a reason to throw you a party? Silly Anon, I'm throwing you a party JUST BECAUSE you're an awesome friend." >These feels. >THEY CANNOT BE CONTAINED. >You scoop Pinkie up in your arms and squeeze her in a hug while proclaiming: "THEN LET'S PARTY!" ----- >About two hours later, you're dancing in the middle of the barn with Pinkie to the peppiest music you have ever listened to. >You and Pinkie feel like you're the lords of the dance, but to everyone else you may as well be having a stroke. >Doesn't matter, too busy partying with the best party pony ever. >You look down at pinkie, her bright blue eyes staring back up at you. >Wow those... those are some really pretty eyes. >What is this feeling you wonder? >Is it... love? >Pinkie blushes and bats her eyes. >Oh dayum. >You're about to say something, when the barn door bursts open. >oh SHIT TITS. >It's Trixie. >Trixie: "YOU THERE! THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE DEMANDS YOU RETURN HER HAT TO HER." >Oh it's on like fuckin' donkey kong you cock-suck. >You grab the punch bowl and slam it onto your head like a make-shift helmet, the punch drenching you. "CORPORAL PINKIE, SET PHAZERS TO KILL!" >"AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN SPACE JETS!" >The two of you grab as many confections as you can, and begin pelting Trixie with them. >There's frosting. >Everywhere. >Trixie can't handle what the Rock is cooking, and sprints out of the barn, trying her best to dodge the tasty projectiles. "Good work Pinkie, that's a job well done!" >She gives you a zany salute and beams up at you. >"Thank you, Captain!" >The two of you laugh from the bottom of your hearts, while the rest of the party goers try to process what in the fuck just happened. ~End of Chapter 2~