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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="01_Black_Magic">01 Black Magic</span><a href="01_Black_Magic#/editor/1" title="Edit section: 01 Black Magic" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Day 35 in Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are sick and tired of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explore this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get out there and slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Goddammit, you're a human! You were born to slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you aren't allowed to, Celestia made sure of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her and her 'Vanhoover Convention Of Endangered Species'!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you want to vomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of this crap you are not allowed to leave a designated area in order to keep an eye on you and guarantee your safety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It just so happens that Ponyville and its vicinity is this designated area.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On the other hand, it could be worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can call a homey one-story house your home, you get a monthly allowance from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not a mountain of money, but what the hell do you care?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, today is special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some girl named Twilight Sparkle will return from hunting a criminal called Sombrero, or Somboro, for two months, but what the fucking hell shit do you give a fuck about that guy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What IS important though is that your pal Dash is filled with an infinite amount of happy over this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she is happy, you will at least give this mare a shot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Anon, don't slack, we gotta be at the train-station at 10 O'CLOCK, not a-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, I get you pest. I can't dress faster than the speed of light, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Move your fat ass Anon, come on, faster!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm trying! And I'm not fat, you are fat!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you are fat!&quot;</span><br />&quot;No you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're so fat, If I spank your ass in the morning, it still jiggles when I come back in the afternoon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spank my...&quot; she murmurs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow closes her eyes for a few moments as you finish tieing your shoes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pomf! Wingboners.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does that even mean?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br />&quot;Hey!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap your fingers repeatedly in front of her face to get her out of it.</span><br />&quot;Train-station?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart open &quot;Oh! Right! Come on, and try not to trip over your own feet!&quot; she closes one eye and sticks out her tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies, you run.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Side alley, Town Square, large street.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time you arrive at the station, just as a growing pillar of smoke appears at the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other girls are already there, waiting for their friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They greet you absent-mindedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All way too anxious to meet their old friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If what Rainbow told you is true, then you will be meeting a real boring egghead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But maybe some smarts would do you some good...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shut up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The train arrives, with a loud low whistle and even louder screeching the train comes to a halt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie can't contain her giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity contains her joy, but a big, quivering grin tells you she has to fight in order to do so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is sitting on her haunches, her eyes are teary and the rest of her face is covered behind her light pink mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack is jogging on the spot with occasional snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Rainbow is choking you from behind, you guess it's supposed to be something like a hug or so, but it comes off as something near lethal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then the door of the wagon opens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A dark figure stands in the frame of the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A black, thick mist flows out of the wagon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure jumps out of the wagon and right in front of the mares and you...that doesn't match Rainbows description entirely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jaws drop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow grounds herself forcefully &quot;Twilight!&quot; her voice full of surprise as much as of doubt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy scoots behind your back in fright, whimpering without pause.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity and Applejack look at each other, dumbfound and at a lack of words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not sure what to think of this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare before you is a unicorn, surely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her coat is a pale, light grayish mulberry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cutie mark consists of a pink six-pointed sparkle surrounded by five smaller white sparkles, just as Rainbro told you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn though is unlike any unicorn's horn you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is curved, not straight, completely smooth, sharp at the tip and gradiates from the color of her coat into a crimson red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And her eyes, oh god, what are they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly emanate a dark purple mist, what should be white is a slightly glowing green and her irises are not only scarlet in color but also slitted like the ones of a cat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives a shy grin, but this only reveals that all of her teeth are razor sharp with two exceptionally long canines, it gives her a predatory aura.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The black mist on the floor seems to follow her step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And if that hadn't been enough already, a second creature emerges from the wagon, following Miss Sparkle every step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it a hawk?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eagle?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More likely, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most striking feature about this creature are the big golden eyes surrounded by a light purple tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A beak sits in place of a mouth and her head and chest are covered in white plumage with an occasional light purple feather sticking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is feline, with a coat of moderate orange amber and darker wings that are easily thrice the size of pegasus wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where a pony has forehooves, this one has sturdy looking talons with solid black claws at each fingertip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart to and fro between Dash and you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before your mind comes to a conclusion, Rainbow stutters &quot;G-G-Gilda?! Twilight?! W-What...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie snaps &quot;AAAAAhhhhhhmmppffhh!!&quot; until Applejack rams a hoof in her mouth to shut her up.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Evening that same day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The now complete again mane six have a get together in the local pub.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are invited but unsure if you should go, that Gilda bird was eyeing you so angrily...not sure if want.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, you'll go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like you can't handle yourself, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that in thought you get moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a brief walk you can see your destination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you get near the pub you can hear the usual sound of music that usually fills the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the door open and see p0nies, p0nies everywhere, just like always. Chatter is ever present, there are about 25 p0nes in here, all gathered in small cliques.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments looking around, you spy the group you're looking for sitting comfortably in a corner. The isle of black mist on the floor and those green glowing eyes are a dead give-away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk there straight and take a seat on the cushioned bench at the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are all here, listening to Twilight and Gilda's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is already in the middle of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...so no matter how many times Gilda and I defeated his physical form, he would simply turn into mist and vanish, appearing somewhere else. It was then that I came to the conclusion that the only way to beat him, was with his own weapons. Black Magic.&quot; Twilight tells.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack asks uneasy &quot;But ain't Black Magic evil?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big, pleased grin forms on Twilight's face &quot;No. King Sombra was evil. It just so happened that he was the only one who had mastered Black Magic. It's all grey until you use it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what about Princess Celestia? Won't she be angry?&quot; Pinkie asks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;An understandable question Pinkie. And the answer is yes, but we already discussed this matter and she approved, under her supervision I will from now on devote myself to the study of Black Magic.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda is watching you again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow speaks up over her drink &quot;And how did you defeat Sombra? Was he still tough after you used that stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not at all Rainbow, Gilda distracted him, I siphoned his strength and soon after he was so weak that he couldn't maintain his form any longer. Only his horn was left, unless we destroyed that he would have regained his strength over time and everything would have repeated itself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How did you destroy it? With a hammer? Or magic?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing quite so simple. Through the use of Black Magic and stealing a small fraction of his power, I gained insight on how he managed to survive. There existed only one way to destroy his horn and end him and his reign of terror forever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a sip of her drink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahh, ahem. Gilda and I took the horn and carried it to the only place that is capable of destroying the indestructible. Mt. Groom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost spit out your drink in their faces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter Mister...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anonymous. I'm Anonymous, nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to Gilda.</span><br />&quot;And nice to meet you too Miss Gilda.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the evening is spent on talking about Black Magic or reveling in old stories about triumphs and hardships they had together.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling that this griffon has something against you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uhh...probably just your imagination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The evening ends uneventful, you're not that interested in Twilight's stories anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today could have been worse.</span></div></div>
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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Day 35 in Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are sick and tired of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explore this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get out there and slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Goddammit, you're a human! You were born to slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you aren't allowed to, Celestia made sure of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her and her 'Vanhoover Convention Of Endangered Species'!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you want to vomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of this crap you are not allowed to leave a designated area in order to keep an eye on you and guarantee your safety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It just so happens that Ponyville and its vicinity is this designated area.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On the other hand, it could be worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can call a homey one-story house your home, you get a monthly allowance from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not a mountain of money, but what the hell do you care?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, today is special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some girl named Twilight Sparkle will return from hunting a criminal called Sombrero, or Somboro, for two months, but what the fucking hell shit do you give a fuck about that guy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What IS important though is that your pal Dash is filled with an infinite amount of happy over this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she is happy, you will at least give this mare a shot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Anon, don't slack, we gotta be at the train-station at 10 O'CLOCK, not a-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, I get you pest. I can't dress faster than the speed of light, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Move your fat ass Anon, come on, faster!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm trying! And I'm not fat, you are fat!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you are fat!&quot;</span><br />&quot;No you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're so fat, If I spank your ass in the morning, it still jiggles when I come back in the afternoon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spank my...&quot; she murmurs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow closes her eyes for a few moments as you finish tieing your shoes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pomf! Wingboners.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does that even mean?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br />&quot;Hey!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap your fingers repeatedly in front of her face to get her out of it.</span><br />&quot;Train-station?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart open &quot;Oh! Right! Come on, and try not to trip over your own feet!&quot; she closes one eye and sticks out her tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies, you run.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Side alley, Town Square, large street.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time you arrive at the station, just as a growing pillar of smoke appears at the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other girls are already there, waiting for their friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They greet you absent-mindedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All way too anxious to meet their old friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If what Rainbow told you is true, then you will be meeting a real boring egghead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But maybe some smarts would do you some good...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shut up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The train arrives, with a loud low whistle and even louder screeching the train comes to a halt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie can't contain her giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity contains her joy, but a big, quivering grin tells you she has to fight in order to do so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is sitting on her haunches, her eyes are teary and the rest of her face is covered behind her light pink mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack is jogging on the spot with occasional snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Rainbow is choking you from behind, you guess it's supposed to be something like a hug or so, but it comes off as something near lethal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then the door of the wagon opens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A dark figure stands in the frame of the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A black, thick mist flows out of the wagon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure jumps out of the wagon and right in front of the mares and you...that doesn't match Rainbows description entirely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jaws drop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow grounds herself forcefully &quot;Twilight!&quot; her voice full of surprise as much as of doubt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy scoots behind your back in fright, whimpering without pause.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity and Applejack look at each other, dumbfound and at a lack of words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not sure what to think of this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare before you is a unicorn, surely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her coat is a pale, light grayish mulberry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cutie mark consists of a pink six-pointed sparkle surrounded by five smaller white sparkles, just as Rainbro told you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn though is unlike any unicorn's horn you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is curved, not straight, completely smooth, sharp at the tip and gradiates from the color of her coat into a crimson red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And her eyes, oh god, what are they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly emanate a dark purple mist, what should be white is a slightly glowing green and her irises are not only scarlet in color but also slitted like the ones of a cat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives a shy grin, but this only reveals that all of her teeth are razor sharp with two exceptionally long canines, it gives her a predatory aura.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The black mist on the floor seems to follow her step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And if that hadn't been enough already, a second creature emerges from the wagon, following Miss Sparkle every step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it a hawk?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eagle?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More likely, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most striking feature about this creature are the big golden eyes surrounded by a light purple tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A beak sits in place of a mouth and her head and chest are covered in white plumage with an occasional light purple feather sticking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is feline, with a coat of moderate orange amber and darker wings that are easily thrice the size of pegasus wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where a pony has forehooves, this one has sturdy looking talons with solid black claws at each fingertip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart to and fro between Dash and you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before your mind comes to a conclusion, Rainbow stutters &quot;G-G-Gilda?! Twilight?! W-What...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie snaps &quot;AAAAAhhhhhhmmppffhh!!&quot; until Applejack rams a hoof in her mouth to shut her up.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Evening that same day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The now complete again mane six have a get together in the local pub.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are invited but unsure if you should go, that Gilda bird was eyeing you so angrily...not sure if want.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, you'll go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like you can't handle yourself, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that in thought you get moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a brief walk you can see your destination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you get near the pub you can hear the usual sound of music that usually fills the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the door open and see p0nies, p0nies everywhere, just like always. Chatter is ever present, there are about 25 p0nes in here, all gathered in small cliques.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments looking around, you spy the group you're looking for sitting comfortably in a corner. The isle of black mist on the floor and those green glowing eyes are a dead give-away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk there straight and take a seat on the cushioned bench at the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are all here, listening to Twilight and Gilda's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is already in the middle of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...so no matter how many times Gilda and I defeated his physical form, he would simply turn into mist and vanish, appearing somewhere else. It was then that I came to the conclusion that the only way to beat him, was with his own weapons. Black Magic.&quot; Twilight tells.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack asks uneasy &quot;But ain't Black Magic evil?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big, pleased grin forms on Twilight's face &quot;No. King Sombra was evil. It just so happened that he was the only one who had mastered Black Magic. It's all grey until you use it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what about Princess Celestia? Won't she be angry?&quot; Pinkie asks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;An understandable question Pinkie. And the answer is yes, but we already discussed this matter and she approved, under her supervision I will from now on devote myself to the study of Black Magic.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda is watching you again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow speaks up over her drink &quot;And how did you defeat Sombra? Was he still tough after you used that stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not at all Rainbow, Gilda distracted him, I siphoned his strength and soon after he was so weak that he couldn't maintain his form any longer. Only his horn was left, unless we destroyed that he would have regained his strength over time and everything would have repeated itself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How did you destroy it? With a hammer? Or magic?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing quite so simple. Through the use of Black Magic and stealing a small fraction of his power, I gained insight on how he managed to survive. There existed only one way to destroy his horn and end him and his reign of terror forever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a sip of her drink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahh, ahem. Gilda and I took the horn and carried it to the only place that is capable of destroying the indestructible. Mt. Groom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost spit out your drink in their faces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter Mister...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anonymous. I'm Anonymous, nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to Gilda.</span><br />&quot;And nice to meet you too Miss Gilda.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the evening is spent on talking about Black Magic or reveling in old stories about triumphs and hardships they had together.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling that this griffon has something against you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uhh...probably just your imagination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The evening ends uneventful, you're not that interested in Twilight's stories anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today could have been worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight whispers from afar, still you can hear her as if she'd be standing right next to you &quot;Aaaaanooon...Aaaanooooooon...I want you...I want to feel you deep inside me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dick harder than a diamond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This kind of shitty dream...ever since Twilight and Gilda arrived three days ago you are having these weird dreams about that Sparkle mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck. Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are already missing a good nights rest, hopefully this will stop soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit. Shower. Shave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A look out of the window reveals that you have mail, that or someone likes to flip that tiny mailbox flag on your mailbox, what would mean that Rainbow is outside, waiting to prank you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tend to believe that it's just mail.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You love mail!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still in your bathrobe you get out and empty your mailbox.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two letters. Zero pranks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of the letters is sealed with a heart sticker, you can't help but have to roll your eyes at that kinky stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back inside you waste no time to open the first one, the one with the heart.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The envelope has a subtle pink, you almost didn't notice that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the most girly letter you've ever seen...it...is that...you sniff it...it is even perfumed!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You undo the sticker, careful not to rip anything, and take out the content.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A single page, also slightly pink. Everywhere are hand-drawn hearts and butterflies, a little too cutesy for your manly tastes, but whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are done you are sure that you infected yourself with diabeetus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost the entire letter consists of exaggerated flattery and compliments, making you look like some knight in shining armor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which you are not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just a dude being all swell and shit, if you would save the world you wouldn't even brag about it...okay, maybe to pick up girls, but there aren't any in Equestria as far as you know, only mares.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not that desperate yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It even states that the writer thinks you could wrestle a grown dragon and emerge victorious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, that is not flattery, that's a fact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only real content is at the bottom of it, this person/pony wants to meet you in three days, inviting you to a picnic on the far side of the river to the north-east.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Signed by an anonymous admirer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaaaalright...you are not interested in dicking small horses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You toss the letter in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next letter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a normal one, thank the heavens!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it and start reading.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ffff-shit, what satanic language is this?!</span><br />Dear Annon,<br />I wuld like to met yer tudey avter sansat at-<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, you can't read this, it's melting your brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off to the drawer with you, you little demonic abomination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next is...worst part of being stuck in Ponyville: the void.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not allowed to work, you get bits from the princess to cover your expenses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At first you thought this would be great, but after just the first week you craved for any kind of activity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It gets so boring that you started reading everything you could get your clutches on, Rainbow helping you out a great deal in lending you some Daring Do books since the library has been clos-</span><br />&quot;The library! Heck yeah!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity said that Twilight were the librarian! Now that she is back the library should be open again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes later, you're already on the way to the Golden Oaks Library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh man, finally something else than Daring Do!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The first thing that you notice when the library comes into view are those dark purple crystals that are sprouting like little trees around the library tree. You haven't noticed them before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pay it no mind though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are tiny and you are here to see if the library is open for business, not to eyeball some crystals in a land where you can find all kinds of diamonds by digging for five minutes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How does equestrian economy works anyway?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knock a few times on the door of the tree-house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's about ten o'clock, they should be awake...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short while the door is opened by Gilda the griffon, she looks kinda grumpy and not all that happy to see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?!&quot; she also sounds grumpy...</span><br />&quot;Eh, hi. Is Twilight Sparkle there? I have a small question about the library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda looks around for a few seconds, then finally answer unsure &quot;Uh, I guess. Follow me, and don't touch anything, I have my eyes on you...&quot; her eyes narrow as she points a clawed finger in your direction.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks inside and you follow her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire ground is covered with this black fog. The stuff seems to move on its own, not acting like one would expect from...well...fog.</span><br />&quot;What is this stuff anyway?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda doesn't even look at you as she answers &quot;Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she says that, a misty tendril spirals up Gilda's left hindleg, only to dissipate half way up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat does not seem to notice.</span><br />&quot;What do you mean, Twilight? Is she controlling that mist?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's voice answers from behind you &quot;It's not mist Anonymous, it's shadow.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sha- woah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around and find Twilight's head sticking out of the ground, you watch intent as her body slowly grows out of the shadow stuff until her form is complete up to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her smug facial expression is replaced with one of great effort as she begins to falter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda rushes to her side and supports the purple mare in the brink of a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have to go slow at it, Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple mare relaxes in Gilda's arms &quot;I'm sorry, I just wanted to impress my guest...with my new magi...&quot; and dissipates into black mist again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringe at this horrible sight, your eyes go wide and your jaw falls downward.</span><br />&quot;...i-is she dead?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda avoids eye contact, one talon covers her face as she slowly shakes her head, her other talon goes to your shoulder as she walks depressed past you on two hindlegs &quot;Guess you have to tell her friends the sad news now...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuu...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After processing this you look down into your open palms, she is dead, why, she was so young, she had her entire life still ahead of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What about her family, her distant relatives, she will never read books again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't even knew her...Gilda must be joking...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you spot some movement past your hands, the black shadow carpet on the floor starts crawling up both of your legs in spirals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cannot feel it, but it still looks kinda creepy. You slightly move your right leg just a tiny bit and the attached shadowy tendrils vanish into thin air immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you stop they start growing again. The rusty gears in your head are grinding hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big black clump of shadow starts growing right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop moving you dweeb, she's trying to show off.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow that works its way up your body seems to be targeted towards your outstretched hands, as it comes closer to your palms the clump grows, already it reaches up to your hip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark twines twist around your forearms as they reach out to your open palms, then they make a jump into the big clump. The moment they touch it they cut their connection to the rest of the shadow at your legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a second nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly two big green eyes with crimson irises appear in the shadow clump before you, almost making you scream like a little schoolgirl, but still rustling your jimmies pretty hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look to the ground, seemingly absorbed in something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly the clump forms into something you can recognize as something pony related, although only barely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow on your body is pulled into the dark body until you realize that you are holding the mares forehooves in your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her form continues to refine until it closely resembles a mares form, her eyes start looking around the place. Her body is still made of shadow and loses its form here and there on occasion, but it is unmistakably Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks past your shoulder at Gilda &quot;Geez Gilda, don't scare our guest like this.&quot; she almost sounds happy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He asked for you, so it's YOUR guest, not mine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The crimson eyes make a big roll &quot;We both live here now, so-&quot; she audibly exhales &quot;Anyway, can I help you somehow, Anonymous?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She catches you off-guard, you are still trying to comprehend what just happened.</span><br />&quot;Uhh...uhm. I...just...wanted to ask if the library is open again, you know, since you're back and all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sure. Library is open again, anything else?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's with the body?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hisses inside &quot;Yeeeah, about that. I was practicing black magic. Turns out that as much as going into this shadow form takes no effort at all, getting your body to materialize again takes a LOT.&quot; she looks sheepishly to the side &quot;It's much like learning to walk all over again, but I'm getting the hang of it quickly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You'll...be okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...yes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look her in the eyes, with the green sclera and the red cat eyes she sure looks...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You notice that it becomes awkwardly silent as she stares back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It really is fucking hard to read her if she has no actual body.</span><br />&quot;O-Okay. Then...I'll come back later...for a book or two...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull your arms back slowly, but her forehooves dissipate nonetheless, only to appear again where they should be naturally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you open the door and are halfway out you can hear Twilight talking to Gilda &quot;Dammit Gilda, where's my horn again? I can't find it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon starts snickering while you close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Repeat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, this girl is so fucking scary...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day, home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A knock at the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it, Rainbow Dash storms in, she hastily pushes you back a few steps and bangs your door shut.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With her back pressed against it she gasps for air a few moments before speaking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! This is serious!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, this seems to be serious.</span><br />&quot;Did you find a dragon? I could totally help you get ri-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She jumps right before you, stands up on her hindlegs and blocks your mouth with her hooves &quot;Oh god, why are you so obsessed with dragons?! Damnit Anon, I said it's serious! Gilda is after me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her you could totally take that griffon on, but with her hoof on your mouth it only ends in unintelligible gibberish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;She wants to...&quot; she takes a big gulp &quot;...become friends again!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put her hooves down.</span><br />&quot;Pfuah, what the hell is so bad about that?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have no idea! She is super crazy! Egoistic, compulsive, unpredictable, sociopathic-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time you put a hand on her mouth.</span><br />&quot;First off, that sounds just like you, and seconds, where did you learn these words?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's eyes scoot around the place and her ears lay back, then she dives right below your window, which is right next to your door of course.</span><br />&quot;What is-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm NOT HERE!&quot; she frowns and her eyes widen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knock knock knock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh hell no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A muffled Gilda yells through your door &quot;Come on Dash, don't do this to me, we used to be cool! Open up!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head pops up outside the window and her eyes fall upon you &quot;Anonymous? Open the door, I saw her enter.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to and fro between Rainbow and Gilda's face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While Gilda looks like a mixture of annoyed and bored, Rainbow's face is stricken with pure horror, making gestures to strangle you and whatnot if you open the door and rat her out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just get to the door and open.</span><br />&quot;Sorry, she left through the backdoor.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And make sure to stand in the door, crossing your arms. This will send the message.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda gets on her hindlegs, she smacks both her talons left and right to your door, shaking the feeble walls of this shack you call your home dangerously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is bigger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Than you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy crap!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Listen up, dweeb, I don't have time for your stupid, lame games.&quot; her eyes narrow &quot;I just want to have a talk with an old friend, and I would get very angry very quickly if somegriffon would hinder me from doing that.&quot; her words are dripping with bile.</span><br />&quot;Are you always in such a bad mood?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean against the door frame, intent on not betraying the pegasus that has taken cover just two steps to the side of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda stares at you with the gaze of a hitman who spotted his next victim.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something doesn't feel right...she seems...her look feels wrong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling of danger as she stares you in the eyes, it feels uncomfortable, you want to shut the door, run away from her and hide forever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like she could kill you any second now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like prey...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...just from her glaring at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are certain that she is going to punch you in the face and disembowel you, she pushes herself off of your house and turns around, growling audibly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a few steps, then pounces into the air and takes flight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a step back and close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something trickles down your forehead and you brush it off with the back of your hand, only to feel that you started sweating.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, it's not even that hot in here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems tough...maybe there are no dragons around, but a griffon could be an acceptable challenge to pass time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you'll ask her later if she's interested in some sparring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the meantime, Dash is standing watch on your window, spying around for big bird-cats.</span><br />&quot;Dash, did I ever tell you that you have a fabulous taste in friends?&quot;</div></div>
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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Day 35 in Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are sick and tired of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explore this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get out there and slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Goddammit, you're a human! You were born to slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you aren't allowed to, Celestia made sure of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her and her 'Vanhoover Convention Of Endangered Species'!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you want to vomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of this crap you are not allowed to leave a designated area in order to keep an eye on you and guarantee your safety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It just so happens that Ponyville and its vicinity is this designated area.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On the other hand, it could be worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can call a homey one-story house your home, you get a monthly allowance from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not a mountain of money, but what the hell do you care?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, today is special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some girl named Twilight Sparkle will return from hunting a criminal called Sombrero, or Somboro, for two months, but what the fucking hell shit do you give a fuck about that guy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What IS important though is that your pal Dash is filled with an infinite amount of happy over this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she is happy, you will at least give this mare a shot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Anon, don't slack, we gotta be at the train-station at 10 O'CLOCK, not a-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, I get you pest. I can't dress faster than the speed of light, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Move your fat ass Anon, come on, faster!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm trying! And I'm not fat, you are fat!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you are fat!&quot;</span><br />&quot;No you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're so fat, If I spank your ass in the morning, it still jiggles when I come back in the afternoon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spank my...&quot; she murmurs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow closes her eyes for a few moments as you finish tieing your shoes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pomf! Wingboners.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does that even mean?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br />&quot;Hey!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap your fingers repeatedly in front of her face to get her out of it.</span><br />&quot;Train-station?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart open &quot;Oh! Right! Come on, and try not to trip over your own feet!&quot; she closes one eye and sticks out her tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies, you run.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Side alley, Town Square, large street.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time you arrive at the station, just as a growing pillar of smoke appears at the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other girls are already there, waiting for their friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They greet you absent-mindedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All way too anxious to meet their old friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If what Rainbow told you is true, then you will be meeting a real boring egghead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But maybe some smarts would do you some good...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shut up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The train arrives, with a loud low whistle and even louder screeching the train comes to a halt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie can't contain her giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity contains her joy, but a big, quivering grin tells you she has to fight in order to do so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is sitting on her haunches, her eyes are teary and the rest of her face is covered behind her light pink mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack is jogging on the spot with occasional snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Rainbow is choking you from behind, you guess it's supposed to be something like a hug or so, but it comes off as something near lethal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then the door of the wagon opens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A dark figure stands in the frame of the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A black, thick mist flows out of the wagon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure jumps out of the wagon and right in front of the mares and you...that doesn't match Rainbows description entirely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jaws drop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow grounds herself forcefully &quot;Twilight!&quot; her voice full of surprise as much as of doubt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy scoots behind your back in fright, whimpering without pause.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity and Applejack look at each other, dumbfound and at a lack of words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not sure what to think of this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare before you is a unicorn, surely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her coat is a pale, light grayish mulberry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cutie mark consists of a pink six-pointed sparkle surrounded by five smaller white sparkles, just as Rainbro told you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn though is unlike any unicorn's horn you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is curved, not straight, completely smooth, sharp at the tip and gradiates from the color of her coat into a crimson red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And her eyes, oh god, what are they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly emanate a dark purple mist, what should be white is a slightly glowing green and her irises are not only scarlet in color but also slitted like the ones of a cat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives a shy grin, but this only reveals that all of her teeth are razor sharp with two exceptionally long canines, it gives her a predatory aura.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The black mist on the floor seems to follow her step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And if that hadn't been enough already, a second creature emerges from the wagon, following Miss Sparkle every step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it a hawk?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eagle?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More likely, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most striking feature about this creature are the big golden eyes surrounded by a light purple tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A beak sits in place of a mouth and her head and chest are covered in white plumage with an occasional light purple feather sticking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is feline, with a coat of moderate orange amber and darker wings that are easily thrice the size of pegasus wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where a pony has forehooves, this one has sturdy looking talons with solid black claws at each fingertip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart to and fro between Dash and you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before your mind comes to a conclusion, Rainbow stutters &quot;G-G-Gilda?! Twilight?! W-What...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie snaps &quot;AAAAAhhhhhhmmppffhh!!&quot; until Applejack rams a hoof in her mouth to shut her up.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Evening that same day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The now complete again mane six have a get together in the local pub.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are invited but unsure if you should go, that Gilda bird was eyeing you so angrily...not sure if want.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, you'll go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like you can't handle yourself, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that in thought you get moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a brief walk you can see your destination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you get near the pub you can hear the usual sound of music that usually fills the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the door open and see p0nies, p0nies everywhere, just like always. Chatter is ever present, there are about 25 p0nes in here, all gathered in small cliques.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments looking around, you spy the group you're looking for sitting comfortably in a corner. The isle of black mist on the floor and those green glowing eyes are a dead give-away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk there straight and take a seat on the cushioned bench at the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are all here, listening to Twilight and Gilda's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is already in the middle of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...so no matter how many times Gilda and I defeated his physical form, he would simply turn into mist and vanish, appearing somewhere else. It was then that I came to the conclusion that the only way to beat him, was with his own weapons. Black Magic.&quot; Twilight tells.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack asks uneasy &quot;But ain't Black Magic evil?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big, pleased grin forms on Twilight's face &quot;No. King Sombra was evil. It just so happened that he was the only one who had mastered Black Magic. It's all grey until you use it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what about Princess Celestia? Won't she be angry?&quot; Pinkie asks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;An understandable question Pinkie. And the answer is yes, but we already discussed this matter and she approved, under her supervision I will from now on devote myself to the study of Black Magic.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda is watching you again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow speaks up over her drink &quot;And how did you defeat Sombra? Was he still tough after you used that stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not at all Rainbow, Gilda distracted him, I siphoned his strength and soon after he was so weak that he couldn't maintain his form any longer. Only his horn was left, unless we destroyed that he would have regained his strength over time and everything would have repeated itself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How did you destroy it? With a hammer? Or magic?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing quite so simple. Through the use of Black Magic and stealing a small fraction of his power, I gained insight on how he managed to survive. There existed only one way to destroy his horn and end him and his reign of terror forever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a sip of her drink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahh, ahem. Gilda and I took the horn and carried it to the only place that is capable of destroying the indestructible. Mt. Groom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost spit out your drink in their faces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter Mister...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anonymous. I'm Anonymous, nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to Gilda.</span><br />&quot;And nice to meet you too Miss Gilda.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the evening is spent on talking about Black Magic or reveling in old stories about triumphs and hardships they had together.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling that this griffon has something against you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uhh...probably just your imagination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The evening ends uneventful, you're not that interested in Twilight's stories anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today could have been worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight whispers from afar, still you can hear her as if she'd be standing right next to you &quot;Aaaaanooon...Aaaanooooooon...I want you...I want to feel you deep inside me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dick harder than a diamond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This kind of shitty dream...ever since Twilight and Gilda arrived three days ago you are having these weird dreams about that Sparkle mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck. Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are already missing a good nights rest, hopefully this will stop soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit. Shower. Shave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A look out of the window reveals that you have mail, that or someone likes to flip that tiny mailbox flag on your mailbox, what would mean that Rainbow is outside, waiting to prank you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tend to believe that it's just mail.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You love mail!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still in your bathrobe you get out and empty your mailbox.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two letters. Zero pranks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of the letters is sealed with a heart sticker, you can't help but have to roll your eyes at that kinky stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back inside you waste no time to open the first one, the one with the heart.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The envelope has a subtle pink, you almost didn't notice that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the most girly letter you've ever seen...it...is that...you sniff it...it is even perfumed!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You undo the sticker, careful not to rip anything, and take out the content.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A single page, also slightly pink. Everywhere are hand-drawn hearts and butterflies, a little too cutesy for your manly tastes, but whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are done you are sure that you infected yourself with diabeetus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost the entire letter consists of exaggerated flattery and compliments, making you look like some knight in shining armor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which you are not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just a dude being all swell and shit, if you would save the world you wouldn't even brag about it...okay, maybe to pick up girls, but there aren't any in Equestria as far as you know, only mares.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not that desperate yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It even states that the writer thinks you could wrestle a grown dragon and emerge victorious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, that is not flattery, that's a fact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only real content is at the bottom of it, this person/pony wants to meet you in three days, inviting you to a picnic on the far side of the river to the north-east.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Signed by an anonymous admirer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaaaalright...you are not interested in dicking small horses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You toss the letter in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next letter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a normal one, thank the heavens!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it and start reading.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ffff-shit, what satanic language is this?!</span><br />Dear Annon,<br />I wuld like to met yer tudey avter sansat at-<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, you can't read this, it's melting your brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off to the drawer with you, you little demonic abomination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next is...worst part of being stuck in Ponyville: the void.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not allowed to work, you get bits from the princess to cover your expenses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At first you thought this would be great, but after just the first week you craved for any kind of activity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It gets so boring that you started reading everything you could get your clutches on, Rainbow helping you out a great deal in lending you some Daring Do books since the library has been clos-</span><br />&quot;The library! Heck yeah!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity said that Twilight were the librarian! Now that she is back the library should be open again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes later, you're already on the way to the Golden Oaks Library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh man, finally something else than Daring Do!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The first thing that you notice when the library comes into view are those dark purple crystals that are sprouting like little trees around the library tree. You haven't noticed them before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pay it no mind though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are tiny and you are here to see if the library is open for business, not to eyeball some crystals in a land where you can find all kinds of diamonds by digging for five minutes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How does equestrian economy works anyway?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knock a few times on the door of the tree-house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's about ten o'clock, they should be awake...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short while the door is opened by Gilda the griffon, she looks kinda grumpy and not all that happy to see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?!&quot; she also sounds grumpy...</span><br />&quot;Eh, hi. Is Twilight Sparkle there? I have a small question about the library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda looks around for a few seconds, then finally answer unsure &quot;Uh, I guess. Follow me, and don't touch anything, I have my eyes on you...&quot; her eyes narrow as she points a clawed finger in your direction.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks inside and you follow her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire ground is covered with this black fog. The stuff seems to move on its own, not acting like one would expect from...well...fog.</span><br />&quot;What is this stuff anyway?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda doesn't even look at you as she answers &quot;Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she says that, a misty tendril spirals up Gilda's left hindleg, only to dissipate half way up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat does not seem to notice.</span><br />&quot;What do you mean, Twilight? Is she controlling that mist?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's voice answers from behind you &quot;It's not mist Anonymous, it's shadow.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sha- woah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around and find Twilight's head sticking out of the ground, you watch intent as her body slowly grows out of the shadow stuff until her form is complete up to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her smug facial expression is replaced with one of great effort as she begins to falter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda rushes to her side and supports the purple mare in the brink of a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have to go slow at it, Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple mare relaxes in Gilda's arms &quot;I'm sorry, I just wanted to impress my guest...with my new magi...&quot; and dissipates into black mist again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringe at this horrible sight, your eyes go wide and your jaw falls downward.</span><br />&quot;...i-is she dead?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda avoids eye contact, one talon covers her face as she slowly shakes her head, her other talon goes to your shoulder as she walks depressed past you on two hindlegs &quot;Guess you have to tell her friends the sad news now...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuu...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After processing this you look down into your open palms, she is dead, why, she was so young, she had her entire life still ahead of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What about her family, her distant relatives, she will never read books again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't even knew her...Gilda must be joking...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you spot some movement past your hands, the black shadow carpet on the floor starts crawling up both of your legs in spirals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cannot feel it, but it still looks kinda creepy. You slightly move your right leg just a tiny bit and the attached shadowy tendrils vanish into thin air immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you stop they start growing again. The rusty gears in your head are grinding hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big black clump of shadow starts growing right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop moving you dweeb, she's trying to show off.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow that works its way up your body seems to be targeted towards your outstretched hands, as it comes closer to your palms the clump grows, already it reaches up to your hip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark twines twist around your forearms as they reach out to your open palms, then they make a jump into the big clump. The moment they touch it they cut their connection to the rest of the shadow at your legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a second nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly two big green eyes with crimson irises appear in the shadow clump before you, almost making you scream like a little schoolgirl, but still rustling your jimmies pretty hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look to the ground, seemingly absorbed in something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly the clump forms into something you can recognize as something pony related, although only barely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow on your body is pulled into the dark body until you realize that you are holding the mares forehooves in your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her form continues to refine until it closely resembles a mares form, her eyes start looking around the place. Her body is still made of shadow and loses its form here and there on occasion, but it is unmistakably Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks past your shoulder at Gilda &quot;Geez Gilda, don't scare our guest like this.&quot; she almost sounds happy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He asked for you, so it's YOUR guest, not mine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The crimson eyes make a big roll &quot;We both live here now, so-&quot; she audibly exhales &quot;Anyway, can I help you somehow, Anonymous?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She catches you off-guard, you are still trying to comprehend what just happened.</span><br />&quot;Uhh...uhm. I...just...wanted to ask if the library is open again, you know, since you're back and all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sure. Library is open again, anything else?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's with the body?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hisses inside &quot;Yeeeah, about that. I was practicing black magic. Turns out that as much as going into this shadow form takes no effort at all, getting your body to materialize again takes a LOT.&quot; she looks sheepishly to the side &quot;It's much like learning to walk all over again, but I'm getting the hang of it quickly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You'll...be okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...yes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look her in the eyes, with the green sclera and the red cat eyes she sure looks...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You notice that it becomes awkwardly silent as she stares back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It really is fucking hard to read her if she has no actual body.</span><br />&quot;O-Okay. Then...I'll come back later...for a book or two...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull your arms back slowly, but her forehooves dissipate nonetheless, only to appear again where they should be naturally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you open the door and are halfway out you can hear Twilight talking to Gilda &quot;Dammit Gilda, where's my horn again? I can't find it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon starts snickering while you close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Repeat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, this girl is so fucking scary...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day, home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A knock at the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it, Rainbow Dash storms in, she hastily pushes you back a few steps and bangs your door shut.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With her back pressed against it she gasps for air a few moments before speaking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! This is serious!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, this seems to be serious.</span><br />&quot;Did you find a dragon? I could totally help you get ri-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She jumps right before you, stands up on her hindlegs and blocks your mouth with her hooves &quot;Oh god, why are you so obsessed with dragons?! Damnit Anon, I said it's serious! Gilda is after me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her you could totally take that griffon on, but with her hoof on your mouth it only ends in unintelligible gibberish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;She wants to...&quot; she takes a big gulp &quot;...become friends again!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put her hooves down.</span><br />&quot;Pfuah, what the hell is so bad about that?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have no idea! She is super crazy! Egoistic, compulsive, unpredictable, sociopathic-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time you put a hand on her mouth.</span><br />&quot;First off, that sounds just like you, and seconds, where did you learn these words?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's eyes scoot around the place and her ears lay back, then she dives right below your window, which is right next to your door of course.</span><br />&quot;What is-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm NOT HERE!&quot; she frowns and her eyes widen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knock knock knock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh hell no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A muffled Gilda yells through your door &quot;Come on Dash, don't do this to me, we used to be cool! Open up!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head pops up outside the window and her eyes fall upon you &quot;Anonymous? Open the door, I saw her enter.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to and fro between Rainbow and Gilda's face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While Gilda looks like a mixture of annoyed and bored, Rainbow's face is stricken with pure horror, making gestures to strangle you and whatnot if you open the door and rat her out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just get to the door and open.</span><br />&quot;Sorry, she left through the backdoor.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And make sure to stand in the door, crossing your arms. This will send the message.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda gets on her hindlegs, she smacks both her talons left and right to your door, shaking the feeble walls of this shack you call your home dangerously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is bigger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Than you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy crap!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Listen up, dweeb, I don't have time for your stupid, lame games.&quot; her eyes narrow &quot;I just want to have a talk with an old friend, and I would get very angry very quickly if somegriffon would hinder me from doing that.&quot; her words are dripping with bile.</span><br />&quot;Are you always in such a bad mood?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean against the door frame, intent on not betraying the pegasus that has taken cover just two steps to the side of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda stares at you with the gaze of a hitman who spotted his next victim.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something doesn't feel right...she seems...her look feels wrong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling of danger as she stares you in the eyes, it feels uncomfortable, you want to shut the door, run away from her and hide forever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like she could kill you any second now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like prey...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...just from her glaring at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are certain that she is going to punch you in the face and disembowel you, she pushes herself off of your house and turns around, growling audibly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a few steps, then pounces into the air and takes flight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a step back and close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something trickles down your forehead and you brush it off with the back of your hand, only to feel that you started sweating.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, it's not even that hot in here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems tough...maybe there are no dragons around, but a griffon could be an acceptable challenge to pass time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you'll ask her later if she's interested in some sparring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the meantime, Dash is standing watch on your window, spying around for big bird-cats.</span><br />&quot;Dash, did I ever tell you that you have a fabulous taste in friends?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up to hollow steps that echo throughout your house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is at the dead of night and you have to fight for a few moments to light the lantern with some matches.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy shit, what fucking asshole...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, you are alone, where are those noises coming from?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ghosts?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Robbers?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both unlikely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sound is coming from above, it sounds like someone or something is walking around on your fucking roof!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put your bathrobe on and get to the door, set on chewing this guy's ass out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a moment you hesitate as you put your hand on the handle, during your childhood you were afraid of the dark, overcoming those fears only when you realized that there was nothing lurking in the blackness of the night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On earth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who knows what abominable creatures stalk the nights here in Equestria?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, you don't give a fuck and you want to sleep in peace.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the door and step outside, a chilly breeze blows and the moon shines bright, it's not dark at all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a few steps and turn around to see what piece of shit thinks it would be funny-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you hold the lantern toward the roof you see Gilda staring at you like you caught her masturbating.</span><br />&quot;Get off my roof, Gilda! It is in the middle of-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon jumps down before you finish your sentence, before she hits the ground she unfurls her huge wings and lands gracefully between you and the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A talon whips up and pokes you in the chest &quot;You don't HAVE a backdoor!&quot; she says accusingly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oho, looks like she is one of the bright ones, eh?</span><br />&quot;Oh, sure I have, it's in my cellar that leads to the secret garden where I buried all the bodies.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have trouble not laughing at her dumb face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat notices.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scoffs, takes a look around, then turns around and enters your home.</span><br />&quot;Hey! Sto-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG! CLICK.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait...that sounded an awful lot like your bolt lock...and your keys are still inside anyway.</span><br />&quot;AAAHH! Open my fucking door! You cunt! What the fuck is wrong with you! This is my home! Get out of there!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start hitting your door relentlessly.</span><br />&quot;Open the fuck up! Are you stupid? This is my place! What the fuck?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short time you stop and just bang your head a few times against the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear her laughing inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this fucking bird, if she isn't going to open the door in the next five minutes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, she will regret this!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She fucking will!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will make her regret the very day she was born!</span><br />&quot;Open the door, Gilda! Fuck!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a look into your window...is that...there is a light but...THIS BITCH IS RAIDING YOUR FRIDGE!!!</span><br />&quot;AAHHH!!! OPEN THE DOOR!!! I WILL RAPE YOU! AND THEN I WILL KILL YOU! AND THEN I WILL RAPE YOU AGAIN! GET AWAY FROM MY FRIDGE GOD DAMMIT YOU PIECE OF SHIT I WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINE AND STRANGLE YOU WITH IT! AAAAHHH!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is your fucking door so sturdy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear dogs barking and look around, just at the right moment to see lights flicker to life in the windows of your neighbors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you hear a distant voice &quot;Shut up or I'll call the guards!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A different voice from a different direction &quot;Celestia damnit! I have to work tomorrow, be quiet!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Could you please tune it down? I need my beauty sleep.&quot; the hell? Is Rarity even living that close?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Five minutes pass as you wait, knocking only occasionally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly it's getting cold.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ten minutes pass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There isn't any light burning inside anymore and you could swear you heard that trademark squeak that your bed makes when you get in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This fucking griffon...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another ten minutes pass, by now you are certain that you won't see your bed again this night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this...this...fuck it, you're outta here, it's way too cold to stay outside and swear any longer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Revenge is coming though...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But for now you are fucking tired and in dire need of a warm and cozy bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking Gilda...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But where can you go?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmmm...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, Sweetie Belle is probably with her and she is already pissed off enough as it is...not that you care, but you don't want to hear her 'whining' again, your ears start bleeding from only the thought alone of her doing this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie...you don't even know where she lives, she is probably still all grumpy because you never show up to her parties.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is no way you will approach that scary black magic user at night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are too lazy and frozy to walk all the way to Fluttershy's and the one with the spare key to your house is sleeping in the clouds, no way you can get there now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only one is left! Applejack! The farm is just around the corner and you could totally sleep in the barn or something!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get going.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you pass the gate that marks the beginning of Sweet Apple Acres you notice a window still alight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good, now you don't have to wake them up. Even if this is Big McIntosh that is still awake you could just ask him, for all you know he sure is bro material and wouldn't deny a friend in need.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your feet are starting to get awfully cold as you grab some tiny stones and throw them one by one at the window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;First one doesn't even hit the window, way to go Anonymous, way to go...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as you send the sixth one the window opens and a orange mare emerges.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;AnACKH!&quot; oh fuck &quot;Anon, why yer throwin' rocks at me in the midd-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hastily put a finger in front of your mouth</span><br />&quot;Psshhhhh!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack takes a quick look back inside, then continues more silently &gt;&quot;Anon, why in tarnation are yer comin' this late? The letter said after sunset, not quarter past eleven. Wait a sec.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That said she vanishes inside again, you wait patiently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually AJ comes trotting around the corner, stetson missing and one brow pulled up into orbit &quot;Ah already thought yer wouldn't..., heh, better late than never, s'right?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dafuq?</span><br />&quot;Applejack, I have no idea what you are talking about, and I never got a letter from you or something like that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tan mare turns her head to the side and whispers to herself &quot;Dang Derpy, ah told yer t'was important....Anyway, if yer not here fer the letter, what brought yer here then?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay, it went like this:&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her a made up story of how you locked yourself out, the thing between you and Gilda is nobody else's business. Because it's now personal between you two...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ask her if you may sleep in the barn or something and she, unexpectedly, agrees eagerly, telling you she wanted to talk to you anyway.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few minutes later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So here you are, sitting in a barn, waiting for Applejack to come back and bring you a blanket. The only source of light is a dim lantern with a few torchbugs inside, of course fire is too dangerous in a barn full of hay, but it isn't even half as bright as a normal one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least you're not freezing anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually Applejack enters, she is too far away for the lantern to light her up so you don't see her clearly. But one thing you see, even with a big pack of stuff on her back she easily closes the doors to the barn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the...oh yeah, she wanted to talk, wonder what that could be about...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She steps into the light and puts more than just a single blanket down, there are at least five or six, some pillows and a carton with some bottles inside.</span><br />&quot;That's aaaah...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yer thought ah would let yer sleep all alone in this big'n'scary barn, sugarcube? Think again.&quot; AJ quickly sets up a little camp, but she made a mistake, there is only a single large makeshift bed, not two-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apples jumps on the barn-bed and pets the space next to her &quot;Come on already, yer not afraid o'me, are ya?&quot; and a wink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just talk...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, why are you getting so bothered by this anyway? It's not like she is going to rape you, right?</span><br />&quot;What's that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You point at the bottles as you lie down comfortably across from the tan mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes two glasses out of the carton, puts them down and fills them with whatever it is that these bottles contain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's certainly not cider...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take one and chug it down, it burns down your throat like liquid fire and makes you cough like someone who...really likes coughing.</span><br />&quot;Hell, Applejack, ehhh, what is this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;AJ is amused by your reaction to the demonic brew.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs the second glass with a hoof, how is this even possible?, And downs it in one go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She expels a big and satisfied sigh &quot;Ahhh! Good, huh? Ah made it mahself.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure, hard stuff. So what is it you wanted to talk about? Maybe if it is something important we should get to it before we get drunk.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like that was the punchline she fills the glasses once more &quot;Hm, nah, nothin' important. Ah jus'...felt like it. Has anyp0ny ever told ya about what estrus is?&quot;</span><br />&quot;No.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good.&quot;</span></div></div>
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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Day 35 in Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are sick and tired of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explore this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get out there and slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Goddammit, you're a human! You were born to slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you aren't allowed to, Celestia made sure of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her and her 'Vanhoover Convention Of Endangered Species'!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you want to vomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of this crap you are not allowed to leave a designated area in order to keep an eye on you and guarantee your safety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It just so happens that Ponyville and its vicinity is this designated area.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On the other hand, it could be worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can call a homey one-story house your home, you get a monthly allowance from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not a mountain of money, but what the hell do you care?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, today is special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some girl named Twilight Sparkle will return from hunting a criminal called Sombrero, or Somboro, for two months, but what the fucking hell shit do you give a fuck about that guy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What IS important though is that your pal Dash is filled with an infinite amount of happy over this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she is happy, you will at least give this mare a shot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Anon, don't slack, we gotta be at the train-station at 10 O'CLOCK, not a-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, I get you pest. I can't dress faster than the speed of light, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Move your fat ass Anon, come on, faster!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm trying! And I'm not fat, you are fat!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you are fat!&quot;</span><br />&quot;No you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're so fat, If I spank your ass in the morning, it still jiggles when I come back in the afternoon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spank my...&quot; she murmurs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow closes her eyes for a few moments as you finish tieing your shoes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pomf! Wingboners.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does that even mean?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br />&quot;Hey!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap your fingers repeatedly in front of her face to get her out of it.</span><br />&quot;Train-station?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart open &quot;Oh! Right! Come on, and try not to trip over your own feet!&quot; she closes one eye and sticks out her tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies, you run.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Side alley, Town Square, large street.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time you arrive at the station, just as a growing pillar of smoke appears at the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other girls are already there, waiting for their friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They greet you absent-mindedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All way too anxious to meet their old friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If what Rainbow told you is true, then you will be meeting a real boring egghead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But maybe some smarts would do you some good...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shut up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The train arrives, with a loud low whistle and even louder screeching the train comes to a halt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie can't contain her giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity contains her joy, but a big, quivering grin tells you she has to fight in order to do so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is sitting on her haunches, her eyes are teary and the rest of her face is covered behind her light pink mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack is jogging on the spot with occasional snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Rainbow is choking you from behind, you guess it's supposed to be something like a hug or so, but it comes off as something near lethal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then the door of the wagon opens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A dark figure stands in the frame of the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A black, thick mist flows out of the wagon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure jumps out of the wagon and right in front of the mares and you...that doesn't match Rainbows description entirely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jaws drop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow grounds herself forcefully &quot;Twilight!&quot; her voice full of surprise as much as of doubt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy scoots behind your back in fright, whimpering without pause.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity and Applejack look at each other, dumbfound and at a lack of words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not sure what to think of this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare before you is a unicorn, surely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her coat is a pale, light grayish mulberry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cutie mark consists of a pink six-pointed sparkle surrounded by five smaller white sparkles, just as Rainbro told you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn though is unlike any unicorn's horn you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is curved, not straight, completely smooth, sharp at the tip and gradiates from the color of her coat into a crimson red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And her eyes, oh god, what are they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly emanate a dark purple mist, what should be white is a slightly glowing green and her irises are not only scarlet in color but also slitted like the ones of a cat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives a shy grin, but this only reveals that all of her teeth are razor sharp with two exceptionally long canines, it gives her a predatory aura.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The black mist on the floor seems to follow her step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And if that hadn't been enough already, a second creature emerges from the wagon, following Miss Sparkle every step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it a hawk?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eagle?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More likely, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most striking feature about this creature are the big golden eyes surrounded by a light purple tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A beak sits in place of a mouth and her head and chest are covered in white plumage with an occasional light purple feather sticking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is feline, with a coat of moderate orange amber and darker wings that are easily thrice the size of pegasus wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where a pony has forehooves, this one has sturdy looking talons with solid black claws at each fingertip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart to and fro between Dash and you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before your mind comes to a conclusion, Rainbow stutters &quot;G-G-Gilda?! Twilight?! W-What...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie snaps &quot;AAAAAhhhhhhmmppffhh!!&quot; until Applejack rams a hoof in her mouth to shut her up.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Evening that same day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The now complete again mane six have a get together in the local pub.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are invited but unsure if you should go, that Gilda bird was eyeing you so angrily...not sure if want.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, you'll go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like you can't handle yourself, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that in thought you get moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a brief walk you can see your destination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you get near the pub you can hear the usual sound of music that usually fills the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the door open and see p0nies, p0nies everywhere, just like always. Chatter is ever present, there are about 25 p0nes in here, all gathered in small cliques.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments looking around, you spy the group you're looking for sitting comfortably in a corner. The isle of black mist on the floor and those green glowing eyes are a dead give-away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk there straight and take a seat on the cushioned bench at the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are all here, listening to Twilight and Gilda's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is already in the middle of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...so no matter how many times Gilda and I defeated his physical form, he would simply turn into mist and vanish, appearing somewhere else. It was then that I came to the conclusion that the only way to beat him, was with his own weapons. Black Magic.&quot; Twilight tells.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack asks uneasy &quot;But ain't Black Magic evil?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big, pleased grin forms on Twilight's face &quot;No. King Sombra was evil. It just so happened that he was the only one who had mastered Black Magic. It's all grey until you use it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what about Princess Celestia? Won't she be angry?&quot; Pinkie asks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;An understandable question Pinkie. And the answer is yes, but we already discussed this matter and she approved, under her supervision I will from now on devote myself to the study of Black Magic.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda is watching you again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow speaks up over her drink &quot;And how did you defeat Sombra? Was he still tough after you used that stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not at all Rainbow, Gilda distracted him, I siphoned his strength and soon after he was so weak that he couldn't maintain his form any longer. Only his horn was left, unless we destroyed that he would have regained his strength over time and everything would have repeated itself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How did you destroy it? With a hammer? Or magic?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing quite so simple. Through the use of Black Magic and stealing a small fraction of his power, I gained insight on how he managed to survive. There existed only one way to destroy his horn and end him and his reign of terror forever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a sip of her drink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahh, ahem. Gilda and I took the horn and carried it to the only place that is capable of destroying the indestructible. Mt. Groom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost spit out your drink in their faces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter Mister...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anonymous. I'm Anonymous, nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to Gilda.</span><br />&quot;And nice to meet you too Miss Gilda.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the evening is spent on talking about Black Magic or reveling in old stories about triumphs and hardships they had together.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling that this griffon has something against you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uhh...probably just your imagination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The evening ends uneventful, you're not that interested in Twilight's stories anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today could have been worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight whispers from afar, still you can hear her as if she'd be standing right next to you &quot;Aaaaanooon...Aaaanooooooon...I want you...I want to feel you deep inside me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dick harder than a diamond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This kind of shitty dream...ever since Twilight and Gilda arrived three days ago you are having these weird dreams about that Sparkle mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck. Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are already missing a good nights rest, hopefully this will stop soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit. Shower. Shave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A look out of the window reveals that you have mail, that or someone likes to flip that tiny mailbox flag on your mailbox, what would mean that Rainbow is outside, waiting to prank you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tend to believe that it's just mail.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You love mail!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still in your bathrobe you get out and empty your mailbox.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two letters. Zero pranks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of the letters is sealed with a heart sticker, you can't help but have to roll your eyes at that kinky stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back inside you waste no time to open the first one, the one with the heart.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The envelope has a subtle pink, you almost didn't notice that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the most girly letter you've ever seen...it...is that...you sniff it...it is even perfumed!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You undo the sticker, careful not to rip anything, and take out the content.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A single page, also slightly pink. Everywhere are hand-drawn hearts and butterflies, a little too cutesy for your manly tastes, but whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are done you are sure that you infected yourself with diabeetus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost the entire letter consists of exaggerated flattery and compliments, making you look like some knight in shining armor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which you are not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just a dude being all swell and shit, if you would save the world you wouldn't even brag about it...okay, maybe to pick up girls, but there aren't any in Equestria as far as you know, only mares.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not that desperate yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It even states that the writer thinks you could wrestle a grown dragon and emerge victorious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, that is not flattery, that's a fact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only real content is at the bottom of it, this person/pony wants to meet you in three days, inviting you to a picnic on the far side of the river to the north-east.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Signed by an anonymous admirer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaaaalright...you are not interested in dicking small horses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You toss the letter in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next letter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a normal one, thank the heavens!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it and start reading.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ffff-shit, what satanic language is this?!</span><br />Dear Annon,<br />I wuld like to met yer tudey avter sansat at-<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, you can't read this, it's melting your brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off to the drawer with you, you little demonic abomination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next is...worst part of being stuck in Ponyville: the void.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not allowed to work, you get bits from the princess to cover your expenses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At first you thought this would be great, but after just the first week you craved for any kind of activity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It gets so boring that you started reading everything you could get your clutches on, Rainbow helping you out a great deal in lending you some Daring Do books since the library has been clos-</span><br />&quot;The library! Heck yeah!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity said that Twilight were the librarian! Now that she is back the library should be open again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes later, you're already on the way to the Golden Oaks Library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh man, finally something else than Daring Do!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The first thing that you notice when the library comes into view are those dark purple crystals that are sprouting like little trees around the library tree. You haven't noticed them before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pay it no mind though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are tiny and you are here to see if the library is open for business, not to eyeball some crystals in a land where you can find all kinds of diamonds by digging for five minutes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How does equestrian economy works anyway?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knock a few times on the door of the tree-house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's about ten o'clock, they should be awake...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short while the door is opened by Gilda the griffon, she looks kinda grumpy and not all that happy to see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?!&quot; she also sounds grumpy...</span><br />&quot;Eh, hi. Is Twilight Sparkle there? I have a small question about the library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda looks around for a few seconds, then finally answer unsure &quot;Uh, I guess. Follow me, and don't touch anything, I have my eyes on you...&quot; her eyes narrow as she points a clawed finger in your direction.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks inside and you follow her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire ground is covered with this black fog. The stuff seems to move on its own, not acting like one would expect from...well...fog.</span><br />&quot;What is this stuff anyway?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda doesn't even look at you as she answers &quot;Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she says that, a misty tendril spirals up Gilda's left hindleg, only to dissipate half way up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat does not seem to notice.</span><br />&quot;What do you mean, Twilight? Is she controlling that mist?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's voice answers from behind you &quot;It's not mist Anonymous, it's shadow.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sha- woah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around and find Twilight's head sticking out of the ground, you watch intent as her body slowly grows out of the shadow stuff until her form is complete up to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her smug facial expression is replaced with one of great effort as she begins to falter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda rushes to her side and supports the purple mare in the brink of a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have to go slow at it, Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple mare relaxes in Gilda's arms &quot;I'm sorry, I just wanted to impress my guest...with my new magi...&quot; and dissipates into black mist again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringe at this horrible sight, your eyes go wide and your jaw falls downward.</span><br />&quot;...i-is she dead?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda avoids eye contact, one talon covers her face as she slowly shakes her head, her other talon goes to your shoulder as she walks depressed past you on two hindlegs &quot;Guess you have to tell her friends the sad news now...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuu...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After processing this you look down into your open palms, she is dead, why, she was so young, she had her entire life still ahead of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What about her family, her distant relatives, she will never read books again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't even knew her...Gilda must be joking...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you spot some movement past your hands, the black shadow carpet on the floor starts crawling up both of your legs in spirals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cannot feel it, but it still looks kinda creepy. You slightly move your right leg just a tiny bit and the attached shadowy tendrils vanish into thin air immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you stop they start growing again. The rusty gears in your head are grinding hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big black clump of shadow starts growing right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop moving you dweeb, she's trying to show off.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow that works its way up your body seems to be targeted towards your outstretched hands, as it comes closer to your palms the clump grows, already it reaches up to your hip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark twines twist around your forearms as they reach out to your open palms, then they make a jump into the big clump. The moment they touch it they cut their connection to the rest of the shadow at your legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a second nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly two big green eyes with crimson irises appear in the shadow clump before you, almost making you scream like a little schoolgirl, but still rustling your jimmies pretty hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look to the ground, seemingly absorbed in something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly the clump forms into something you can recognize as something pony related, although only barely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow on your body is pulled into the dark body until you realize that you are holding the mares forehooves in your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her form continues to refine until it closely resembles a mares form, her eyes start looking around the place. Her body is still made of shadow and loses its form here and there on occasion, but it is unmistakably Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks past your shoulder at Gilda &quot;Geez Gilda, don't scare our guest like this.&quot; she almost sounds happy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He asked for you, so it's YOUR guest, not mine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The crimson eyes make a big roll &quot;We both live here now, so-&quot; she audibly exhales &quot;Anyway, can I help you somehow, Anonymous?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She catches you off-guard, you are still trying to comprehend what just happened.</span><br />&quot;Uhh...uhm. I...just...wanted to ask if the library is open again, you know, since you're back and all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sure. Library is open again, anything else?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's with the body?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hisses inside &quot;Yeeeah, about that. I was practicing black magic. Turns out that as much as going into this shadow form takes no effort at all, getting your body to materialize again takes a LOT.&quot; she looks sheepishly to the side &quot;It's much like learning to walk all over again, but I'm getting the hang of it quickly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You'll...be okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...yes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look her in the eyes, with the green sclera and the red cat eyes she sure looks...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You notice that it becomes awkwardly silent as she stares back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It really is fucking hard to read her if she has no actual body.</span><br />&quot;O-Okay. Then...I'll come back later...for a book or two...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull your arms back slowly, but her forehooves dissipate nonetheless, only to appear again where they should be naturally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you open the door and are halfway out you can hear Twilight talking to Gilda &quot;Dammit Gilda, where's my horn again? I can't find it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon starts snickering while you close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Repeat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, this girl is so fucking scary...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day, home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A knock at the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it, Rainbow Dash storms in, she hastily pushes you back a few steps and bangs your door shut.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With her back pressed against it she gasps for air a few moments before speaking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! This is serious!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, this seems to be serious.</span><br />&quot;Did you find a dragon? I could totally help you get ri-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She jumps right before you, stands up on her hindlegs and blocks your mouth with her hooves &quot;Oh god, why are you so obsessed with dragons?! Damnit Anon, I said it's serious! Gilda is after me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her you could totally take that griffon on, but with her hoof on your mouth it only ends in unintelligible gibberish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;She wants to...&quot; she takes a big gulp &quot;...become friends again!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put her hooves down.</span><br />&quot;Pfuah, what the hell is so bad about that?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have no idea! She is super crazy! Egoistic, compulsive, unpredictable, sociopathic-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time you put a hand on her mouth.</span><br />&quot;First off, that sounds just like you, and seconds, where did you learn these words?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's eyes scoot around the place and her ears lay back, then she dives right below your window, which is right next to your door of course.</span><br />&quot;What is-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm NOT HERE!&quot; she frowns and her eyes widen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knock knock knock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh hell no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A muffled Gilda yells through your door &quot;Come on Dash, don't do this to me, we used to be cool! Open up!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head pops up outside the window and her eyes fall upon you &quot;Anonymous? Open the door, I saw her enter.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to and fro between Rainbow and Gilda's face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While Gilda looks like a mixture of annoyed and bored, Rainbow's face is stricken with pure horror, making gestures to strangle you and whatnot if you open the door and rat her out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just get to the door and open.</span><br />&quot;Sorry, she left through the backdoor.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And make sure to stand in the door, crossing your arms. This will send the message.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda gets on her hindlegs, she smacks both her talons left and right to your door, shaking the feeble walls of this shack you call your home dangerously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is bigger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Than you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy crap!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Listen up, dweeb, I don't have time for your stupid, lame games.&quot; her eyes narrow &quot;I just want to have a talk with an old friend, and I would get very angry very quickly if somegriffon would hinder me from doing that.&quot; her words are dripping with bile.</span><br />&quot;Are you always in such a bad mood?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean against the door frame, intent on not betraying the pegasus that has taken cover just two steps to the side of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda stares at you with the gaze of a hitman who spotted his next victim.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something doesn't feel right...she seems...her look feels wrong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling of danger as she stares you in the eyes, it feels uncomfortable, you want to shut the door, run away from her and hide forever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like she could kill you any second now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like prey...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...just from her glaring at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are certain that she is going to punch you in the face and disembowel you, she pushes herself off of your house and turns around, growling audibly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a few steps, then pounces into the air and takes flight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a step back and close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something trickles down your forehead and you brush it off with the back of your hand, only to feel that you started sweating.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, it's not even that hot in here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems tough...maybe there are no dragons around, but a griffon could be an acceptable challenge to pass time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you'll ask her later if she's interested in some sparring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the meantime, Dash is standing watch on your window, spying around for big bird-cats.</span><br />&quot;Dash, did I ever tell you that you have a fabulous taste in friends?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up to hollow steps that echo throughout your house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is at the dead of night and you have to fight for a few moments to light the lantern with some matches.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy shit, what fucking asshole...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, you are alone, where are those noises coming from?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ghosts?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Robbers?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both unlikely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sound is coming from above, it sounds like someone or something is walking around on your fucking roof!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put your bathrobe on and get to the door, set on chewing this guy's ass out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a moment you hesitate as you put your hand on the handle, during your childhood you were afraid of the dark, overcoming those fears only when you realized that there was nothing lurking in the blackness of the night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On earth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who knows what abominable creatures stalk the nights here in Equestria?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, you don't give a fuck and you want to sleep in peace.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the door and step outside, a chilly breeze blows and the moon shines bright, it's not dark at all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a few steps and turn around to see what piece of shit thinks it would be funny-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you hold the lantern toward the roof you see Gilda staring at you like you caught her masturbating.</span><br />&quot;Get off my roof, Gilda! It is in the middle of-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon jumps down before you finish your sentence, before she hits the ground she unfurls her huge wings and lands gracefully between you and the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A talon whips up and pokes you in the chest &quot;You don't HAVE a backdoor!&quot; she says accusingly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oho, looks like she is one of the bright ones, eh?</span><br />&quot;Oh, sure I have, it's in my cellar that leads to the secret garden where I buried all the bodies.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have trouble not laughing at her dumb face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat notices.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scoffs, takes a look around, then turns around and enters your home.</span><br />&quot;Hey! Sto-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG! CLICK.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait...that sounded an awful lot like your bolt lock...and your keys are still inside anyway.</span><br />&quot;AAAHH! Open my fucking door! You cunt! What the fuck is wrong with you! This is my home! Get out of there!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start hitting your door relentlessly.</span><br />&quot;Open the fuck up! Are you stupid? This is my place! What the fuck?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short time you stop and just bang your head a few times against the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear her laughing inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this fucking bird, if she isn't going to open the door in the next five minutes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, she will regret this!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She fucking will!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will make her regret the very day she was born!</span><br />&quot;Open the door, Gilda! Fuck!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a look into your window...is that...there is a light but...THIS BITCH IS RAIDING YOUR FRIDGE!!!</span><br />&quot;AAHHH!!! OPEN THE DOOR!!! I WILL RAPE YOU! AND THEN I WILL KILL YOU! AND THEN I WILL RAPE YOU AGAIN! GET AWAY FROM MY FRIDGE GOD DAMMIT YOU PIECE OF SHIT I WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINE AND STRANGLE YOU WITH IT! AAAAHHH!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is your fucking door so sturdy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear dogs barking and look around, just at the right moment to see lights flicker to life in the windows of your neighbors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you hear a distant voice &quot;Shut up or I'll call the guards!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A different voice from a different direction &quot;Celestia damnit! I have to work tomorrow, be quiet!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Could you please tune it down? I need my beauty sleep.&quot; the hell? Is Rarity even living that close?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Five minutes pass as you wait, knocking only occasionally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly it's getting cold.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ten minutes pass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There isn't any light burning inside anymore and you could swear you heard that trademark squeak that your bed makes when you get in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This fucking griffon...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another ten minutes pass, by now you are certain that you won't see your bed again this night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this...this...fuck it, you're outta here, it's way too cold to stay outside and swear any longer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Revenge is coming though...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But for now you are fucking tired and in dire need of a warm and cozy bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking Gilda...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But where can you go?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmmm...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, Sweetie Belle is probably with her and she is already pissed off enough as it is...not that you care, but you don't want to hear her 'whining' again, your ears start bleeding from only the thought alone of her doing this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie...you don't even know where she lives, she is probably still all grumpy because you never show up to her parties.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is no way you will approach that scary black magic user at night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are too lazy and frozy to walk all the way to Fluttershy's and the one with the spare key to your house is sleeping in the clouds, no way you can get there now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only one is left! Applejack! The farm is just around the corner and you could totally sleep in the barn or something!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get going.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you pass the gate that marks the beginning of Sweet Apple Acres you notice a window still alight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good, now you don't have to wake them up. Even if this is Big McIntosh that is still awake you could just ask him, for all you know he sure is bro material and wouldn't deny a friend in need.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your feet are starting to get awfully cold as you grab some tiny stones and throw them one by one at the window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;First one doesn't even hit the window, way to go Anonymous, way to go...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as you send the sixth one the window opens and a orange mare emerges.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;AnACKH!&quot; oh fuck &quot;Anon, why yer throwin' rocks at me in the midd-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hastily put a finger in front of your mouth</span><br />&quot;Psshhhhh!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack takes a quick look back inside, then continues more silently &gt;&quot;Anon, why in tarnation are yer comin' this late? The letter said after sunset, not quarter past eleven. Wait a sec.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That said she vanishes inside again, you wait patiently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually AJ comes trotting around the corner, stetson missing and one brow pulled up into orbit &quot;Ah already thought yer wouldn't..., heh, better late than never, s'right?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dafuq?</span><br />&quot;Applejack, I have no idea what you are talking about, and I never got a letter from you or something like that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tan mare turns her head to the side and whispers to herself &quot;Dang Derpy, ah told yer t'was important....Anyway, if yer not here fer the letter, what brought yer here then?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay, it went like this:&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her a made up story of how you locked yourself out, the thing between you and Gilda is nobody else's business. Because it's now personal between you two...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ask her if you may sleep in the barn or something and she, unexpectedly, agrees eagerly, telling you she wanted to talk to you anyway.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few minutes later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So here you are, sitting in a barn, waiting for Applejack to come back and bring you a blanket. The only source of light is a dim lantern with a few torchbugs inside, of course fire is too dangerous in a barn full of hay, but it isn't even half as bright as a normal one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least you're not freezing anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually Applejack enters, she is too far away for the lantern to light her up so you don't see her clearly. But one thing you see, even with a big pack of stuff on her back she easily closes the doors to the barn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the...oh yeah, she wanted to talk, wonder what that could be about...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She steps into the light and puts more than just a single blanket down, there are at least five or six, some pillows and a carton with some bottles inside.</span><br />&quot;That's aaaah...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yer thought ah would let yer sleep all alone in this big'n'scary barn, sugarcube? Think again.&quot; AJ quickly sets up a little camp, but she made a mistake, there is only a single large makeshift bed, not two-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apples jumps on the barn-bed and pets the space next to her &quot;Come on already, yer not afraid o'me, are ya?&quot; and a wink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just talk...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, why are you getting so bothered by this anyway? It's not like she is going to rape you, right?</span><br />&quot;What's that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You point at the bottles as you lie down comfortably across from the tan mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes two glasses out of the carton, puts them down and fills them with whatever it is that these bottles contain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's certainly not cider...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take one and chug it down, it burns down your throat like liquid fire and makes you cough like someone who...really likes coughing.</span><br />&quot;Hell, Applejack, ehhh, what is this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;AJ is amused by your reaction to the demonic brew.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs the second glass with a hoof, how is this even possible?, And downs it in one go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She expels a big and satisfied sigh &quot;Ahhh! Good, huh? Ah made it mahself.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure, hard stuff. So what is it you wanted to talk about? Maybe if it is something important we should get to it before we get drunk.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like that was the punchline she fills the glasses once more &quot;Hm, nah, nothin' important. Ah jus'...felt like it. Has anyp0ny ever told ya about what estrus is?&quot;</span><br />&quot;No.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wish you didn't, your head feels ready to split open like an overripe melon, ouch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not to mention your sore crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How much did you drink last...with...uhmm, wait a second...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move a little.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something is in your arms, you can feel the short velvety fur between your fingers and a constant breathing against your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And something else...something down south...you move your hip a-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes shoot open, what they see is sheer horror. Applejack is nestling in your embrace peacefully, you don't dare to move because your limp dick is inside her as deep as it gets. So deep that the only way to get in there was not to be limp...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of her alcoholic brew overlays everything else, good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you can push this into the 'drunken mistakes' corner, yes! That's it, you can't really remember anything anyway, why are you here again?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly her pussy clamps down hard, now it's so tight you cannot understand how your dick got in there in the first place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two big green eyes are looking at you dreamily, her forelegs close around your neck and she pulls herself even closer to you to plant a small peck on the corner of your mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That was...&quot; she makes a little pause to take a deep and relaxed breath, then continues to whisper into your ear &quot;...the best night ah have ever had.&quot;</span><br />&quot;R-Really? What did we do again?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh please oh please oh please not sex!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tan mare wiggles out of your hold and straddles you, now much more energetic than just a few moments ago she tells you &quot;Well, yer made me scream a couple o'times, then ah made yer scream, then we screamed together some more. Ah figure we'll know soon if y'all humans can get us pony folks pregnant, he he.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohohohoho, you are so fucked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The barn gate slams open before you can voice your thoughts of concern, the sudden loud noise rustles the shit out of your jimmies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Against the dazzling sunlight you can make out two silhouettes approaching you. One scrawny and one big and burly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Applejack!?&quot; an old doddery voice asks stern.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mentioned mare immediately hugs you demonstratively and yells &quot;No! Yer ain't understandin'! Me'n-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spare o'me, ah could hear las' night what yer were up to with the human fella. And ah'm thinkin' that the rest of Ponyville did so too!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack's face reddens, you are not sure if you should try to defuse the situation, then again you would probably turn everything even worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also need to talk to AJ, this wasn't right...but maybe not exactly now, her brother is big, strong and you don't want to find out now exactly how protective he is of his little sister.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're gonna talk about this later missy, but yer better get up now, apples ain't gonna buck 'emselves! Yer've been sleepin' all mornin'.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack and you get up hastily, she plants a final kiss on your cheek and leaves with the words &quot;See ya later, stud.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is going to give you problems, you can tell...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, you're still drunk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you start vomiting all over the barn you grab your belongings, which pretty much consist of only your bathrobe, and attempt to offer Granny Smith your help in whatever you could be helpful with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You call this 'damage control'.</span><br />&quot;Granny Smith, maybe I c-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The old mare stares daggers at you &quot;That's Mrs. Smith fer ya, and get out o' here before ah ferget mahself yer drunken good-fer-nothin'!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Under her evil glare and the judging eyes of Big McIntosh you get kicked out of Sweet Apple Acres.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and humiliation on your way home, a weird mix but it could be much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you arrive your door stands open wide and you can see the mess inside from afar, a racoon spots you approaching and bails out of your house. Still you can't bring yourself to get real angry with that griffon since she got you waaaaaaait!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is wrong!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just had sex with a small talking horse goddammit! You should be boiling with anger, so why aren't you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmpfh, whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, your house is a fucking disaster.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The door of the fridge still stands open, not that it matter anymore, there isn't a single thing left inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How can a single living being eat THIS MUCH?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What didn't got eaten was discarded in a manner that would make an olympic long thrower envious, at least that is what stands written on the walls in yoghurt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And your bed, she certainly didn't make an effort keep her claws away from your pillows too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Griffon feathers, griffon feathers everywhere in your bed, Gilda must be bald now...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the smell...a penetrative musk fills the house, what in the fucking shit hell did she do in here?! This smell is awful!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did she shit on your carpet?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who's gonna clean this shit?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FuuuuuuuuuuuCK!</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day at the market.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You realized you now have a huge problem.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You restocked your food reserves not long ago, which now leaves a huge gap in your finances because you have to buy all that shit again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You used math.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And it didn't work out...the numbers you mean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't have to pay rent, but you also don't get a lot of money.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was only barely enough...until now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it isn't enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, Gilda will pay for this, literally!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can't just rob you of your food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you keep that for later, for now you have to buy some eatings, you're starving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;These p0nies really have everything you could imagine, there is even an exotic merchant who offers tofu.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Way too expensive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;During one of your 'why is this shit so expensive' moments you look up in anger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is a griffon flying above you.</span><br />&quot;DAMN YOU!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pump your fist into the sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You swear you hear her laugh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After you've collected some basic food you make your way home, you'll be damn hungry for the rest of the month...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually you pass Sugarcube Corner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know, you can just as well stop and see how angry Pinkie Pie actually is, you didn't show up to your Welcome Party, your Post-Welcome Party, Housewarming Party even though it happened at your place, countless Birthday Parties for p0nies you never even met before, a Costume Party, two Surprise Parties, a Find-Your-Special-Somep0ny Party, thank the heavens you didn't show up to that one, from what you heard EVERYONE there got laid, even that one diamond dog...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, you open the door, the doorbell announces your intrusion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of sugary treats is overwhelming, it would be sickening if not so damn delicious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It seems you picked a bad time for some serious Pinkie talk, the Cutie Mark Crusaders and Rarity are here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The CMC are oogling the confections while the pink one talks with the fancy one over the counter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her eyes fall upon you, Pinkie's eyes narrow to mere slits and she makes a dramatic grimace &quot;The. Party. Pooper. Is. Here.&quot; she says that like you killed her entire family while making her watch.</span><br />&quot;Oh, eh, Pinkie, guess you're busy. I'll come back later, maybe. He he.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pokerface and turn around, two Pie pink forehooves close around your waist from behind and pull you back inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The madmare jumps on your shoulders and leans over your head, now face to face upside-down she smiles &quot;I still haven't given up on you, silly. I am 148.302 parties short of that!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh, uhm. That's...nice I guess...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The most happy and cheerful being you've ever met actually manages to scare the shit out of you, whenever she does her weird logic defying stuff you just want to die.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really want to make her stop, but you can't simply change how she is, it's not that easy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uhm, Anon? Can ah ask yer a question?&quot; Applebloom tugs on your leg, she looks almost scared.</span><br />&quot;Sure thing, hit me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But promise not t'get angry, okay?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exactly what could be so bad to make you angry towards this little, innocent-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah heard you'n'Applejack screamin' last night and-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your hand up and down to signal her to tune it down, she only raises a brow while continuing &quot;And at first ah thought y'all would stop eventually, but-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look nervously around while giving her more signals to shut up, only Rarity is in sight and she is preoccupied with her food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But the screamin' went on and on, ah barely slept at all!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Applebloom, not so loud-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It sounded like wild animals were fightin' and ah got really scared, the-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, Rarity's p0ny ears are pointed towards you and you can see the edge of a face-splitting grin, even from behind her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit oh shit oh shit!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Then ah asked Applejack earlier. She got really mad and embarrassed and ran away, what happened? Did yer fight?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, why is this happening?!</span><br />&quot;No! Weeee...trained! Yes! We trained our...screaming!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the worst lie you've ever come up with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire CMC are watching you now with 'dis nigga srs?!' looks on their faces, Scootaloo asks &quot;Why would you do that at night?! That's not very smart.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, they already went into the barn t'do it, but ah still heard 'em loud and clear, ah think Applejack won, since she screamed more-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweetie Belle cuts her off &quot;That doesn't explain anything.&quot; she looks at you &quot;Why did you practice screaming with Applejack at all?!&quot; suspicion drips from every word of hers.</span><br />&quot;Uhh, yeah, ehe, you know...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, you should have done it like Applejack and run, crap, it's not like you can just tell them you boned Applebloom's sister while being drunk beyond your senses.</span><br />&quot;Damn, I don't know, we just did, are you trying to get your cutie mark for interrogations? Because that's not working.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's a good idea!&quot; Scootaloo pipes in &quot;We haven't tried that yet!&quot; and scoots outside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Sweetie Belle, let's find some dirty secrets!&quot; Applebloom inquires.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity's sister turns around while getting dragged outside, always having a suspicious eye on you &quot;You know, Applebloom, I think we should stay here and ask Anon if we-&quot; and gone they are, finally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Can't believe how-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You petrify after turning around, Rarity is looking at you with the worst pokerface you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her quivering lips are firmly pressed together to keep her from...laughing or whatever it is she wants to do, one of her blue eyes is twitching slightly and her tail swishes from side to side.</span><br />&quot;Oh no.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly dart back and forth between you and the door.</span><br />&quot;Rarity! Don't you DARE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts shuffling towards the entrance of Sugarcube Corner.</span><br />&quot;Rarity, PLEASE! Don't do it! I'll do what you want, I'll be your slave for a month! Just don't-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She makes a run for the door, you jump to stop her but miss by a hair's breadth. You land on the ground roughly and can only watch as the gossip-machine vanishes through the door.</span><br />&quot;Noooooooo!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slump down on the floor, all hope is lost.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a minute or so a pink hoof nudges your side &quot;Are you dead?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Pinkie.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes? I'm right here, should I call an ambulance? You don't look that sick though, maybe some cupcakes-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Pinkie! Shaddap.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You roll on your back.</span><br />&quot;Do you even know what the CMC asked me about?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponka rolls her eyes &quot;Well, duh, of course I do. I can't believe they didn't get it.&quot; she takes a deep breath &quot;Haaaaaa...they are so innocent. I'm glad for you though, I was already planning a Surprise-Find-Your-Special-Somep0ny Party at your place to finally get you out and under p0nies-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Goddammit Pinkie, no! It was a mistake! I was drunk beyond my senses, I can't even remember that night anymore.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit up and point a stern finger at her.</span><br />&quot;And I swear to Celestia and Luna, if you throw another party at my house WITHOUT my knowledge AND approval I will...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, what can you threaten her with?</span><br />&quot;...never talk to you again!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh yeah, that showed her, you're a real boss! So hardcore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite your petty threat she gasps in an overdramatic manner that would make Rarity proud and gives you some teary, pitiful eyes &quot;You...*sniff*...wouldn't....&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up and just...leave before she does anything that really freaks you out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...once you saw how she turned her head 720� around, the following night you had a nightmare where she had you tied down and did that while having sex with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now that you think about it, that was actually the trigger that made you dislike her weird 4th dimension abilities.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe she wrote that satanic letter...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the day is spent with either Rainbow or solitude, both are good pals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This day was awful.</span></div></div>
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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Day 35 in Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are sick and tired of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to explore this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get out there and slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Goddammit, you're a human! You were born to slay dragons!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you aren't allowed to, Celestia made sure of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn her and her 'Vanhoover Convention Of Endangered Species'!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It makes you want to vomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of this crap you are not allowed to leave a designated area in order to keep an eye on you and guarantee your safety.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It just so happens that Ponyville and its vicinity is this designated area.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On the other hand, it could be worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can call a homey one-story house your home, you get a monthly allowance from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not a mountain of money, but what the hell do you care?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, today is special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some girl named Twilight Sparkle will return from hunting a criminal called Sombrero, or Somboro, for two months, but what the fucking hell shit do you give a fuck about that guy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What IS important though is that your pal Dash is filled with an infinite amount of happy over this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she is happy, you will at least give this mare a shot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Anon, don't slack, we gotta be at the train-station at 10 O'CLOCK, not a-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, I get you pest. I can't dress faster than the speed of light, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Move your fat ass Anon, come on, faster!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm trying! And I'm not fat, you are fat!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you are fat!&quot;</span><br />&quot;No you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're so fat, If I spank your ass in the morning, it still jiggles when I come back in the afternoon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spank my...&quot; she murmurs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow closes her eyes for a few moments as you finish tieing your shoes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pomf! Wingboners.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does that even mean?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br />&quot;Hey!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap your fingers repeatedly in front of her face to get her out of it.</span><br />&quot;Train-station?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart open &quot;Oh! Right! Come on, and try not to trip over your own feet!&quot; she closes one eye and sticks out her tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She flies, you run.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Side alley, Town Square, large street.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time you arrive at the station, just as a growing pillar of smoke appears at the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other girls are already there, waiting for their friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They greet you absent-mindedly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All way too anxious to meet their old friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If what Rainbow told you is true, then you will be meeting a real boring egghead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But maybe some smarts would do you some good...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shut up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The train arrives, with a loud low whistle and even louder screeching the train comes to a halt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie can't contain her giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity contains her joy, but a big, quivering grin tells you she has to fight in order to do so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy is sitting on her haunches, her eyes are teary and the rest of her face is covered behind her light pink mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack is jogging on the spot with occasional snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Rainbow is choking you from behind, you guess it's supposed to be something like a hug or so, but it comes off as something near lethal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then the door of the wagon opens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A dark figure stands in the frame of the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A black, thick mist flows out of the wagon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure jumps out of the wagon and right in front of the mares and you...that doesn't match Rainbows description entirely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jaws drop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow grounds herself forcefully &quot;Twilight!&quot; her voice full of surprise as much as of doubt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy scoots behind your back in fright, whimpering without pause.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity and Applejack look at each other, dumbfound and at a lack of words.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not sure what to think of this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare before you is a unicorn, surely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her coat is a pale, light grayish mulberry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cutie mark consists of a pink six-pointed sparkle surrounded by five smaller white sparkles, just as Rainbro told you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her horn though is unlike any unicorn's horn you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is curved, not straight, completely smooth, sharp at the tip and gradiates from the color of her coat into a crimson red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And her eyes, oh god, what are they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly emanate a dark purple mist, what should be white is a slightly glowing green and her irises are not only scarlet in color but also slitted like the ones of a cat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives a shy grin, but this only reveals that all of her teeth are razor sharp with two exceptionally long canines, it gives her a predatory aura.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The black mist on the floor seems to follow her step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And if that hadn't been enough already, a second creature emerges from the wagon, following Miss Sparkle every step.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it a hawk?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eagle?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More likely, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most striking feature about this creature are the big golden eyes surrounded by a light purple tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A beak sits in place of a mouth and her head and chest are covered in white plumage with an occasional light purple feather sticking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is feline, with a coat of moderate orange amber and darker wings that are easily thrice the size of pegasus wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where a pony has forehooves, this one has sturdy looking talons with solid black claws at each fingertip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes dart to and fro between Dash and you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before your mind comes to a conclusion, Rainbow stutters &quot;G-G-Gilda?! Twilight?! W-What...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie snaps &quot;AAAAAhhhhhhmmppffhh!!&quot; until Applejack rams a hoof in her mouth to shut her up.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Evening that same day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The now complete again mane six have a get together in the local pub.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are invited but unsure if you should go, that Gilda bird was eyeing you so angrily...not sure if want.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, you'll go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like you can't handle yourself, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that in thought you get moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a brief walk you can see your destination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you get near the pub you can hear the usual sound of music that usually fills the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the door open and see p0nies, p0nies everywhere, just like always. Chatter is ever present, there are about 25 p0nes in here, all gathered in small cliques.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments looking around, you spy the group you're looking for sitting comfortably in a corner. The isle of black mist on the floor and those green glowing eyes are a dead give-away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk there straight and take a seat on the cushioned bench at the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are all here, listening to Twilight and Gilda's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is already in the middle of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...so no matter how many times Gilda and I defeated his physical form, he would simply turn into mist and vanish, appearing somewhere else. It was then that I came to the conclusion that the only way to beat him, was with his own weapons. Black Magic.&quot; Twilight tells.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack asks uneasy &quot;But ain't Black Magic evil?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big, pleased grin forms on Twilight's face &quot;No. King Sombra was evil. It just so happened that he was the only one who had mastered Black Magic. It's all grey until you use it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what about Princess Celestia? Won't she be angry?&quot; Pinkie asks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;An understandable question Pinkie. And the answer is yes, but we already discussed this matter and she approved, under her supervision I will from now on devote myself to the study of Black Magic.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda is watching you again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow speaks up over her drink &quot;And how did you defeat Sombra? Was he still tough after you used that stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not at all Rainbow, Gilda distracted him, I siphoned his strength and soon after he was so weak that he couldn't maintain his form any longer. Only his horn was left, unless we destroyed that he would have regained his strength over time and everything would have repeated itself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How did you destroy it? With a hammer? Or magic?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing quite so simple. Through the use of Black Magic and stealing a small fraction of his power, I gained insight on how he managed to survive. There existed only one way to destroy his horn and end him and his reign of terror forever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight takes a sip of her drink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahh, ahem. Gilda and I took the horn and carried it to the only place that is capable of destroying the indestructible. Mt. Groom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost spit out your drink in their faces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter Mister...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anonymous. I'm Anonymous, nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to Gilda.</span><br />&quot;And nice to meet you too Miss Gilda.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the evening is spent on talking about Black Magic or reveling in old stories about triumphs and hardships they had together.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling that this griffon has something against you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uhh...probably just your imagination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The evening ends uneventful, you're not that interested in Twilight's stories anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today could have been worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight whispers from afar, still you can hear her as if she'd be standing right next to you &quot;Aaaaanooon...Aaaanooooooon...I want you...I want to feel you deep inside me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dick harder than a diamond.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This kind of shitty dream...ever since Twilight and Gilda arrived three days ago you are having these weird dreams about that Sparkle mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck. Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are already missing a good nights rest, hopefully this will stop soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit. Shower. Shave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A look out of the window reveals that you have mail, that or someone likes to flip that tiny mailbox flag on your mailbox, what would mean that Rainbow is outside, waiting to prank you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tend to believe that it's just mail.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You love mail!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still in your bathrobe you get out and empty your mailbox.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two letters. Zero pranks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of the letters is sealed with a heart sticker, you can't help but have to roll your eyes at that kinky stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back inside you waste no time to open the first one, the one with the heart.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The envelope has a subtle pink, you almost didn't notice that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the most girly letter you've ever seen...it...is that...you sniff it...it is even perfumed!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You undo the sticker, careful not to rip anything, and take out the content.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A single page, also slightly pink. Everywhere are hand-drawn hearts and butterflies, a little too cutesy for your manly tastes, but whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are done you are sure that you infected yourself with diabeetus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost the entire letter consists of exaggerated flattery and compliments, making you look like some knight in shining armor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which you are not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just a dude being all swell and shit, if you would save the world you wouldn't even brag about it...okay, maybe to pick up girls, but there aren't any in Equestria as far as you know, only mares.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not that desperate yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It even states that the writer thinks you could wrestle a grown dragon and emerge victorious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, that is not flattery, that's a fact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only real content is at the bottom of it, this person/pony wants to meet you in three days, inviting you to a picnic on the far side of the river to the north-east.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Signed by an anonymous admirer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaaaalright...you are not interested in dicking small horses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You toss the letter in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next letter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a normal one, thank the heavens!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it and start reading.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ffff-shit, what satanic language is this?!</span><br />Dear Annon,<br />I wuld like to met yer tudey avter sansat at-<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, you can't read this, it's melting your brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off to the drawer with you, you little demonic abomination.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next is...worst part of being stuck in Ponyville: the void.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are not allowed to work, you get bits from the princess to cover your expenses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At first you thought this would be great, but after just the first week you craved for any kind of activity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It gets so boring that you started reading everything you could get your clutches on, Rainbow helping you out a great deal in lending you some Daring Do books since the library has been clos-</span><br />&quot;The library! Heck yeah!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity said that Twilight were the librarian! Now that she is back the library should be open again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes later, you're already on the way to the Golden Oaks Library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh man, finally something else than Daring Do!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The first thing that you notice when the library comes into view are those dark purple crystals that are sprouting like little trees around the library tree. You haven't noticed them before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pay it no mind though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are tiny and you are here to see if the library is open for business, not to eyeball some crystals in a land where you can find all kinds of diamonds by digging for five minutes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How does equestrian economy works anyway?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knock a few times on the door of the tree-house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And wait.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's about ten o'clock, they should be awake...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short while the door is opened by Gilda the griffon, she looks kinda grumpy and not all that happy to see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?!&quot; she also sounds grumpy...</span><br />&quot;Eh, hi. Is Twilight Sparkle there? I have a small question about the library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda looks around for a few seconds, then finally answer unsure &quot;Uh, I guess. Follow me, and don't touch anything, I have my eyes on you...&quot; her eyes narrow as she points a clawed finger in your direction.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks inside and you follow her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire ground is covered with this black fog. The stuff seems to move on its own, not acting like one would expect from...well...fog.</span><br />&quot;What is this stuff anyway?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda doesn't even look at you as she answers &quot;Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she says that, a misty tendril spirals up Gilda's left hindleg, only to dissipate half way up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat does not seem to notice.</span><br />&quot;What do you mean, Twilight? Is she controlling that mist?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight's voice answers from behind you &quot;It's not mist Anonymous, it's shadow.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sha- woah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around and find Twilight's head sticking out of the ground, you watch intent as her body slowly grows out of the shadow stuff until her form is complete up to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her smug facial expression is replaced with one of great effort as she begins to falter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda rushes to her side and supports the purple mare in the brink of a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have to go slow at it, Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple mare relaxes in Gilda's arms &quot;I'm sorry, I just wanted to impress my guest...with my new magi...&quot; and dissipates into black mist again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringe at this horrible sight, your eyes go wide and your jaw falls downward.</span><br />&quot;...i-is she dead?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda avoids eye contact, one talon covers her face as she slowly shakes her head, her other talon goes to your shoulder as she walks depressed past you on two hindlegs &quot;Guess you have to tell her friends the sad news now...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuu...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After processing this you look down into your open palms, she is dead, why, she was so young, she had her entire life still ahead of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What about her family, her distant relatives, she will never read books again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't even knew her...Gilda must be joking...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you spot some movement past your hands, the black shadow carpet on the floor starts crawling up both of your legs in spirals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cannot feel it, but it still looks kinda creepy. You slightly move your right leg just a tiny bit and the attached shadowy tendrils vanish into thin air immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you stop they start growing again. The rusty gears in your head are grinding hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A big black clump of shadow starts growing right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop moving you dweeb, she's trying to show off.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow that works its way up your body seems to be targeted towards your outstretched hands, as it comes closer to your palms the clump grows, already it reaches up to your hip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark twines twist around your forearms as they reach out to your open palms, then they make a jump into the big clump. The moment they touch it they cut their connection to the rest of the shadow at your legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a second nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly two big green eyes with crimson irises appear in the shadow clump before you, almost making you scream like a little schoolgirl, but still rustling your jimmies pretty hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look to the ground, seemingly absorbed in something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly the clump forms into something you can recognize as something pony related, although only barely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow on your body is pulled into the dark body until you realize that you are holding the mares forehooves in your hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her form continues to refine until it closely resembles a mares form, her eyes start looking around the place. Her body is still made of shadow and loses its form here and there on occasion, but it is unmistakably Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks past your shoulder at Gilda &quot;Geez Gilda, don't scare our guest like this.&quot; she almost sounds happy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He asked for you, so it's YOUR guest, not mine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The crimson eyes make a big roll &quot;We both live here now, so-&quot; she audibly exhales &quot;Anyway, can I help you somehow, Anonymous?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She catches you off-guard, you are still trying to comprehend what just happened.</span><br />&quot;Uhh...uhm. I...just...wanted to ask if the library is open again, you know, since you're back and all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sure. Library is open again, anything else?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's with the body?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hisses inside &quot;Yeeeah, about that. I was practicing black magic. Turns out that as much as going into this shadow form takes no effort at all, getting your body to materialize again takes a LOT.&quot; she looks sheepishly to the side &quot;It's much like learning to walk all over again, but I'm getting the hang of it quickly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You'll...be okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...yes.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look her in the eyes, with the green sclera and the red cat eyes she sure looks...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You notice that it becomes awkwardly silent as she stares back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It really is fucking hard to read her if she has no actual body.</span><br />&quot;O-Okay. Then...I'll come back later...for a book or two...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull your arms back slowly, but her forehooves dissipate nonetheless, only to appear again where they should be naturally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you open the door and are halfway out you can hear Twilight talking to Gilda &quot;Dammit Gilda, where's my horn again? I can't find it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon starts snickering while you close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exhale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Repeat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, this girl is so fucking scary...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day, home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A knock at the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open it, Rainbow Dash storms in, she hastily pushes you back a few steps and bangs your door shut.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With her back pressed against it she gasps for air a few moments before speaking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! This is serious!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, this seems to be serious.</span><br />&quot;Did you find a dragon? I could totally help you get ri-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She jumps right before you, stands up on her hindlegs and blocks your mouth with her hooves &quot;Oh god, why are you so obsessed with dragons?! Damnit Anon, I said it's serious! Gilda is after me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her you could totally take that griffon on, but with her hoof on your mouth it only ends in unintelligible gibberish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;She wants to...&quot; she takes a big gulp &quot;...become friends again!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put her hooves down.</span><br />&quot;Pfuah, what the hell is so bad about that?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have no idea! She is super crazy! Egoistic, compulsive, unpredictable, sociopathic-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time you put a hand on her mouth.</span><br />&quot;First off, that sounds just like you, and seconds, where did you learn these words?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's eyes scoot around the place and her ears lay back, then she dives right below your window, which is right next to your door of course.</span><br />&quot;What is-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm NOT HERE!&quot; she frowns and her eyes widen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knock knock knock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh hell no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A muffled Gilda yells through your door &quot;Come on Dash, don't do this to me, we used to be cool! Open up!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head pops up outside the window and her eyes fall upon you &quot;Anonymous? Open the door, I saw her enter.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to and fro between Rainbow and Gilda's face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While Gilda looks like a mixture of annoyed and bored, Rainbow's face is stricken with pure horror, making gestures to strangle you and whatnot if you open the door and rat her out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just get to the door and open.</span><br />&quot;Sorry, she left through the backdoor.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And make sure to stand in the door, crossing your arms. This will send the message.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda gets on her hindlegs, she smacks both her talons left and right to your door, shaking the feeble walls of this shack you call your home dangerously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is bigger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Than you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy crap!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Listen up, dweeb, I don't have time for your stupid, lame games.&quot; her eyes narrow &quot;I just want to have a talk with an old friend, and I would get very angry very quickly if somegriffon would hinder me from doing that.&quot; her words are dripping with bile.</span><br />&quot;Are you always in such a bad mood?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean against the door frame, intent on not betraying the pegasus that has taken cover just two steps to the side of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda stares at you with the gaze of a hitman who spotted his next victim.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something doesn't feel right...she seems...her look feels wrong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't shake the feeling of danger as she stares you in the eyes, it feels uncomfortable, you want to shut the door, run away from her and hide forever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like she could kill you any second now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like prey...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...just from her glaring at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you are certain that she is going to punch you in the face and disembowel you, she pushes herself off of your house and turns around, growling audibly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a few steps, then pounces into the air and takes flight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a step back and close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something trickles down your forehead and you brush it off with the back of your hand, only to feel that you started sweating.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, it's not even that hot in here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems tough...maybe there are no dragons around, but a griffon could be an acceptable challenge to pass time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you'll ask her later if she's interested in some sparring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the meantime, Dash is standing watch on your window, spying around for big bird-cats.</span><br />&quot;Dash, did I ever tell you that you have a fabulous taste in friends?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up to hollow steps that echo throughout your house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is at the dead of night and you have to fight for a few moments to light the lantern with some matches.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy shit, what fucking asshole...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, you are alone, where are those noises coming from?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ghosts?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Robbers?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both unlikely.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sound is coming from above, it sounds like someone or something is walking around on your fucking roof!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put your bathrobe on and get to the door, set on chewing this guy's ass out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a moment you hesitate as you put your hand on the handle, during your childhood you were afraid of the dark, overcoming those fears only when you realized that there was nothing lurking in the blackness of the night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On earth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who knows what abominable creatures stalk the nights here in Equestria?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, you don't give a fuck and you want to sleep in peace.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the door and step outside, a chilly breeze blows and the moon shines bright, it's not dark at all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a few steps and turn around to see what piece of shit thinks it would be funny-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you hold the lantern toward the roof you see Gilda staring at you like you caught her masturbating.</span><br />&quot;Get off my roof, Gilda! It is in the middle of-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon jumps down before you finish your sentence, before she hits the ground she unfurls her huge wings and lands gracefully between you and the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A talon whips up and pokes you in the chest &quot;You don't HAVE a backdoor!&quot; she says accusingly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oho, looks like she is one of the bright ones, eh?</span><br />&quot;Oh, sure I have, it's in my cellar that leads to the secret garden where I buried all the bodies.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have trouble not laughing at her dumb face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bird-cat notices.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scoffs, takes a look around, then turns around and enters your home.</span><br />&quot;Hey! Sto-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG! CLICK.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait...that sounded an awful lot like your bolt lock...and your keys are still inside anyway.</span><br />&quot;AAAHH! Open my fucking door! You cunt! What the fuck is wrong with you! This is my home! Get out of there!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start hitting your door relentlessly.</span><br />&quot;Open the fuck up! Are you stupid? This is my place! What the fuck?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a short time you stop and just bang your head a few times against the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear her laughing inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this fucking bird, if she isn't going to open the door in the next five minutes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, she will regret this!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She fucking will!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will make her regret the very day she was born!</span><br />&quot;Open the door, Gilda! Fuck!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a look into your window...is that...there is a light but...THIS BITCH IS RAIDING YOUR FRIDGE!!!</span><br />&quot;AAHHH!!! OPEN THE DOOR!!! I WILL RAPE YOU! AND THEN I WILL KILL YOU! AND THEN I WILL RAPE YOU AGAIN! GET AWAY FROM MY FRIDGE GOD DAMMIT YOU PIECE OF SHIT I WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINE AND STRANGLE YOU WITH IT! AAAAHHH!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is your fucking door so sturdy?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear dogs barking and look around, just at the right moment to see lights flicker to life in the windows of your neighbors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you hear a distant voice &quot;Shut up or I'll call the guards!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A different voice from a different direction &quot;Celestia damnit! I have to work tomorrow, be quiet!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Could you please tune it down? I need my beauty sleep.&quot; the hell? Is Rarity even living that close?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Five minutes pass as you wait, knocking only occasionally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing happens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly it's getting cold.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ten minutes pass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There isn't any light burning inside anymore and you could swear you heard that trademark squeak that your bed makes when you get in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This fucking griffon...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another ten minutes pass, by now you are certain that you won't see your bed again this night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't believe this...this...fuck it, you're outta here, it's way too cold to stay outside and swear any longer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Revenge is coming though...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But for now you are fucking tired and in dire need of a warm and cozy bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking Gilda...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But where can you go?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmmm...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, Sweetie Belle is probably with her and she is already pissed off enough as it is...not that you care, but you don't want to hear her 'whining' again, your ears start bleeding from only the thought alone of her doing this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie...you don't even know where she lives, she is probably still all grumpy because you never show up to her parties.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is no way you will approach that scary black magic user at night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are too lazy and frozy to walk all the way to Fluttershy's and the one with the spare key to your house is sleeping in the clouds, no way you can get there now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only one is left! Applejack! The farm is just around the corner and you could totally sleep in the barn or something!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get going.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you pass the gate that marks the beginning of Sweet Apple Acres you notice a window still alight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good, now you don't have to wake them up. Even if this is Big McIntosh that is still awake you could just ask him, for all you know he sure is bro material and wouldn't deny a friend in need.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your feet are starting to get awfully cold as you grab some tiny stones and throw them one by one at the window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;First one doesn't even hit the window, way to go Anonymous, way to go...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as you send the sixth one the window opens and a orange mare emerges.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;AnACKH!&quot; oh fuck &quot;Anon, why yer throwin' rocks at me in the midd-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hastily put a finger in front of your mouth</span><br />&quot;Psshhhhh!!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack takes a quick look back inside, then continues more silently &gt;&quot;Anon, why in tarnation are yer comin' this late? The letter said after sunset, not quarter past eleven. Wait a sec.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That said she vanishes inside again, you wait patiently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually AJ comes trotting around the corner, stetson missing and one brow pulled up into orbit &quot;Ah already thought yer wouldn't..., heh, better late than never, s'right?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dafuq?</span><br />&quot;Applejack, I have no idea what you are talking about, and I never got a letter from you or something like that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tan mare turns her head to the side and whispers to herself &quot;Dang Derpy, ah told yer t'was important....Anyway, if yer not here fer the letter, what brought yer here then?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay, it went like this:&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her a made up story of how you locked yourself out, the thing between you and Gilda is nobody else's business. Because it's now personal between you two...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ask her if you may sleep in the barn or something and she, unexpectedly, agrees eagerly, telling you she wanted to talk to you anyway.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few minutes later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So here you are, sitting in a barn, waiting for Applejack to come back and bring you a blanket. The only source of light is a dim lantern with a few torchbugs inside, of course fire is too dangerous in a barn full of hay, but it isn't even half as bright as a normal one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least you're not freezing anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually Applejack enters, she is too far away for the lantern to light her up so you don't see her clearly. But one thing you see, even with a big pack of stuff on her back she easily closes the doors to the barn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the...oh yeah, she wanted to talk, wonder what that could be about...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She steps into the light and puts more than just a single blanket down, there are at least five or six, some pillows and a carton with some bottles inside.</span><br />&quot;That's aaaah...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yer thought ah would let yer sleep all alone in this big'n'scary barn, sugarcube? Think again.&quot; AJ quickly sets up a little camp, but she made a mistake, there is only a single large makeshift bed, not two-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apples jumps on the barn-bed and pets the space next to her &quot;Come on already, yer not afraid o'me, are ya?&quot; and a wink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just talk...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Phew, why are you getting so bothered by this anyway? It's not like she is going to rape you, right?</span><br />&quot;What's that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You point at the bottles as you lie down comfortably across from the tan mare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes two glasses out of the carton, puts them down and fills them with whatever it is that these bottles contain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's certainly not cider...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take one and chug it down, it burns down your throat like liquid fire and makes you cough like someone who...really likes coughing.</span><br />&quot;Hell, Applejack, ehhh, what is this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;AJ is amused by your reaction to the demonic brew.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs the second glass with a hoof, how is this even possible?, And downs it in one go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She expels a big and satisfied sigh &quot;Ahhh! Good, huh? Ah made it mahself.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure, hard stuff. So what is it you wanted to talk about? Maybe if it is something important we should get to it before we get drunk.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like that was the punchline she fills the glasses once more &quot;Hm, nah, nothin' important. Ah jus'...felt like it. Has anyp0ny ever told ya about what estrus is?&quot;</span><br />&quot;No.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wish you didn't, your head feels ready to split open like an overripe melon, ouch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not to mention your sore crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How much did you drink last...with...uhmm, wait a second...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move a little.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something is in your arms, you can feel the short velvety fur between your fingers and a constant breathing against your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And something else...something down south...you move your hip a-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes shoot open, what they see is sheer horror. Applejack is nestling in your embrace peacefully, you don't dare to move because your limp dick is inside her as deep as it gets. So deep that the only way to get in there was not to be limp...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of her alcoholic brew overlays everything else, good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you can push this into the 'drunken mistakes' corner, yes! That's it, you can't really remember anything anyway, why are you here again?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly her pussy clamps down hard, now it's so tight you cannot understand how your dick got in there in the first place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two big green eyes are looking at you dreamily, her forelegs close around your neck and she pulls herself even closer to you to plant a small peck on the corner of your mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That was...&quot; she makes a little pause to take a deep and relaxed breath, then continues to whisper into your ear &quot;...the best night ah have ever had.&quot;</span><br />&quot;R-Really? What did we do again?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh please oh please oh please not sex!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tan mare wiggles out of your hold and straddles you, now much more energetic than just a few moments ago she tells you &quot;Well, yer made me scream a couple o'times, then ah made yer scream, then we screamed together some more. Ah figure we'll know soon if y'all humans can get us pony folks pregnant, he he.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohohohoho, you are so fucked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The barn gate slams open before you can voice your thoughts of concern, the sudden loud noise rustles the shit out of your jimmies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Against the dazzling sunlight you can make out two silhouettes approaching you. One scrawny and one big and burly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Applejack!?&quot; an old doddery voice asks stern.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mentioned mare immediately hugs you demonstratively and yells &quot;No! Yer ain't understandin'! Me'n-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spare o'me, ah could hear las' night what yer were up to with the human fella. And ah'm thinkin' that the rest of Ponyville did so too!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack's face reddens, you are not sure if you should try to defuse the situation, then again you would probably turn everything even worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also need to talk to AJ, this wasn't right...but maybe not exactly now, her brother is big, strong and you don't want to find out now exactly how protective he is of his little sister.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're gonna talk about this later missy, but yer better get up now, apples ain't gonna buck 'emselves! Yer've been sleepin' all mornin'.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack and you get up hastily, she plants a final kiss on your cheek and leaves with the words &quot;See ya later, stud.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is going to give you problems, you can tell...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, you're still drunk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you start vomiting all over the barn you grab your belongings, which pretty much consist of only your bathrobe, and attempt to offer Granny Smith your help in whatever you could be helpful with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You call this 'damage control'.</span><br />&quot;Granny Smith, maybe I c-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The old mare stares daggers at you &quot;That's Mrs. Smith fer ya, and get out o' here before ah ferget mahself yer drunken good-fer-nothin'!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Under her evil glare and the judging eyes of Big McIntosh you get kicked out of Sweet Apple Acres.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and humiliation on your way home, a weird mix but it could be much worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you arrive your door stands open wide and you can see the mess inside from afar, a racoon spots you approaching and bails out of your house. Still you can't bring yourself to get real angry with that griffon since she got you waaaaaaait!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is wrong!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just had sex with a small talking horse goddammit! You should be boiling with anger, so why aren't you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmpfh, whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, your house is a fucking disaster.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The door of the fridge still stands open, not that it matter anymore, there isn't a single thing left inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How can a single living being eat THIS MUCH?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What didn't got eaten was discarded in a manner that would make an olympic long thrower envious, at least that is what stands written on the walls in yoghurt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And your bed, she certainly didn't make an effort keep her claws away from your pillows too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Griffon feathers, griffon feathers everywhere in your bed, Gilda must be bald now...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the smell...a penetrative musk fills the house, what in the fucking shit hell did she do in here?! This smell is awful!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did she shit on your carpet?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who's gonna clean this shit?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FuuuuuuuuuuuCK!</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that day at the market.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You realized you now have a huge problem.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You restocked your food reserves not long ago, which now leaves a huge gap in your finances because you have to buy all that shit again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You used math.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And it didn't work out...the numbers you mean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't have to pay rent, but you also don't get a lot of money.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was only barely enough...until now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it isn't enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, Gilda will pay for this, literally!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can't just rob you of your food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you keep that for later, for now you have to buy some eatings, you're starving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;These p0nies really have everything you could imagine, there is even an exotic merchant who offers tofu.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Way too expensive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;During one of your 'why is this shit so expensive' moments you look up in anger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is a griffon flying above you.</span><br />&quot;DAMN YOU!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pump your fist into the sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You swear you hear her laugh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After you've collected some basic food you make your way home, you'll be damn hungry for the rest of the month...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually you pass Sugarcube Corner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know, you can just as well stop and see how angry Pinkie Pie actually is, you didn't show up to your Welcome Party, your Post-Welcome Party, Housewarming Party even though it happened at your place, countless Birthday Parties for p0nies you never even met before, a Costume Party, two Surprise Parties, a Find-Your-Special-Somep0ny Party, thank the heavens you didn't show up to that one, from what you heard EVERYONE there got laid, even that one diamond dog...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anyway, you open the door, the doorbell announces your intrusion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of sugary treats is overwhelming, it would be sickening if not so damn delicious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It seems you picked a bad time for some serious Pinkie talk, the Cutie Mark Crusaders and Rarity are here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The CMC are oogling the confections while the pink one talks with the fancy one over the counter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her eyes fall upon you, Pinkie's eyes narrow to mere slits and she makes a dramatic grimace &quot;The. Party. Pooper. Is. Here.&quot; she says that like you killed her entire family while making her watch.</span><br />&quot;Oh, eh, Pinkie, guess you're busy. I'll come back later, maybe. He he.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pokerface and turn around, two Pie pink forehooves close around your waist from behind and pull you back inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The madmare jumps on your shoulders and leans over your head, now face to face upside-down she smiles &quot;I still haven't given up on you, silly. I am 148.302 parties short of that!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh, uhm. That's...nice I guess...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The most happy and cheerful being you've ever met actually manages to scare the shit out of you, whenever she does her weird logic defying stuff you just want to die.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really want to make her stop, but you can't simply change how she is, it's not that easy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uhm, Anon? Can ah ask yer a question?&quot; Applebloom tugs on your leg, she looks almost scared.</span><br />&quot;Sure thing, hit me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But promise not t'get angry, okay?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exactly what could be so bad to make you angry towards this little, innocent-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah heard you'n'Applejack screamin' last night and-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your hand up and down to signal her to tune it down, she only raises a brow while continuing &quot;And at first ah thought y'all would stop eventually, but-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look nervously around while giving her more signals to shut up, only Rarity is in sight and she is preoccupied with her food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But the screamin' went on and on, ah barely slept at all!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Applebloom, not so loud-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It sounded like wild animals were fightin' and ah got really scared, the-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, Rarity's p0ny ears are pointed towards you and you can see the edge of a face-splitting grin, even from behind her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit oh shit oh shit!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Then ah asked Applejack earlier. She got really mad and embarrassed and ran away, what happened? Did yer fight?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, why is this happening?!</span><br />&quot;No! Weeee...trained! Yes! We trained our...screaming!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the worst lie you've ever come up with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The entire CMC are watching you now with 'dis nigga srs?!' looks on their faces, Scootaloo asks &quot;Why would you do that at night?! That's not very smart.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, they already went into the barn t'do it, but ah still heard 'em loud and clear, ah think Applejack won, since she screamed more-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweetie Belle cuts her off &quot;That doesn't explain anything.&quot; she looks at you &quot;Why did you practice screaming with Applejack at all?!&quot; suspicion drips from every word of hers.</span><br />&quot;Uhh, yeah, ehe, you know...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, you should have done it like Applejack and run, crap, it's not like you can just tell them you boned Applebloom's sister while being drunk beyond your senses.</span><br />&quot;Damn, I don't know, we just did, are you trying to get your cutie mark for interrogations? Because that's not working.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's a good idea!&quot; Scootaloo pipes in &quot;We haven't tried that yet!&quot; and scoots outside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on Sweetie Belle, let's find some dirty secrets!&quot; Applebloom inquires.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity's sister turns around while getting dragged outside, always having a suspicious eye on you &quot;You know, Applebloom, I think we should stay here and ask Anon if we-&quot; and gone they are, finally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Can't believe how-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You petrify after turning around, Rarity is looking at you with the worst pokerface you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her quivering lips are firmly pressed together to keep her from...laughing or whatever it is she wants to do, one of her blue eyes is twitching slightly and her tail swishes from side to side.</span><br />&quot;Oh no.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes constantly dart back and forth between you and the door.</span><br />&quot;Rarity! Don't you DARE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts shuffling towards the entrance of Sugarcube Corner.</span><br />&quot;Rarity, PLEASE! Don't do it! I'll do what you want, I'll be your slave for a month! Just don't-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She makes a run for the door, you jump to stop her but miss by a hair's breadth. You land on the ground roughly and can only watch as the gossip-machine vanishes through the door.</span><br />&quot;Noooooooo!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slump down on the floor, all hope is lost.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a minute or so a pink hoof nudges your side &quot;Are you dead?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Pinkie.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes? I'm right here, should I call an ambulance? You don't look that sick though, maybe some cupcakes-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Pinkie! Shaddap.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You roll on your back.</span><br />&quot;Do you even know what the CMC asked me about?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponka rolls her eyes &quot;Well, duh, of course I do. I can't believe they didn't get it.&quot; she takes a deep breath &quot;Haaaaaa...they are so innocent. I'm glad for you though, I was already planning a Surprise-Find-Your-Special-Somep0ny Party at your place to finally get you out and under p0nies-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Goddammit Pinkie, no! It was a mistake! I was drunk beyond my senses, I can't even remember that night anymore.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit up and point a stern finger at her.</span><br />&quot;And I swear to Celestia and Luna, if you throw another party at my house WITHOUT my knowledge AND approval I will...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit, what can you threaten her with?</span><br />&quot;...never talk to you again!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh yeah, that showed her, you're a real boss! So hardcore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite your petty threat she gasps in an overdramatic manner that would make Rarity proud and gives you some teary, pitiful eyes &quot;You...*sniff*...wouldn't....&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up and just...leave before she does anything that really freaks you out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...once you saw how she turned her head 720� around, the following night you had a nightmare where she had you tied down and did that while having sex with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now that you think about it, that was actually the trigger that made you dislike her weird 4th dimension abilities.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe she wrote that satanic letter...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the day is spent with either Rainbow or solitude, both are good pals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This day was awful.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up, still seeing those red irises surrounded by green from your dream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your dick is more than just hard, it feels like you are about to cum, holy shit, that was ONE hot dream...no, wait, p0nies aren't hot, what are you talking about?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, Freud was right all along, was he? As long it's nice to look at and has a hole-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your train of thoughts is interrupted by the sound of clattering pots...what the...is someone in your kitchen?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A burglar?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A griffon?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A burglarizing griffon?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Groggily you get up and out of your bedroom, a smell of fresh pancakes fills your kitchen, which is also your living room by the way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Unbelieving you stare at the source, a light pink tail swishes left and right enticingly, letting you see all that is usually hidden beneath, while the rest of the shy p0ny is occupied with something on your cooking spot.</span><br />&quot;Fluttershy!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before she turns around you quickly sit down to hide your boner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, Anon, was I too loud? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-&quot; you stop her with a gesture.</span><br />&quot;WHAT are you doing in my house? And how did you get in?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yellow p0ne is visibly embarrassed &quot;Well...uhm...I...thought I should make you a nice breakfast...since...&quot; she is fighting with herself, holding something back she wants to get rid of.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slowly comes closer, every step hard-earned.</span><br />&quot;Everything okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, I...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her teal eyes become teary and her lower lip starts quivering as she takes another step.</span><br />&quot;Did something bad happen? I'm always there to help you, did a dragon bully you? I could totally beat a dragon, you know?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy makes a hop to place herself right in front of you, puts her forehooves on your knees and looks deep into your eyes &quot;Do you remember how we first met?&quot; she asks with a shaky voice.</span><br />&quot;Of course I do, how could I ever forget that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You rescued me from those big, bad, smelly timberwolfs! Like a true hero, MY hero! I thought I've finally met the one who was destined to be with me forever! That it just needed some time for our love to bloom!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Fluttershy, calm down.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't like the way this progresses...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But then...but then I heard you and Applejack...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh fuck hell, NO!</span><br />&quot;Flutters, goddammit. I was drunk...I'm also not into p0nies! I didn't want it and I still don't want it, I probably never will-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;NO!&quot; her sudden shout takes you by surprise &quot;Then what is THIS?!&quot; her hoof quickly pulls down the rubber band of your boxers, revealing the still somewhat erect Anon Jr. that you can proudly call your own.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You yank the rubber band out of her hoof and let it slap back on your belly.</span><br />&quot;Flutters, what the hell?! I just woke up, it's natural! Nothing to do with p0nies.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen her this aggressive, she jumps on your lap and hugs you with the force of a thousand suns &quot;I know you must be confused, sweetie. I'll just have to show you what's best for you. I can love you more, love you better than any mare out there! Applejack just wants your body, I want to love you whole!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push the yellow p0ne away from you.</span><br />&quot;Fluttershy, pull yourself together! You're acting goddamn weird today! I think you're the one who's confused here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Please, I love you Anon!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches out for you but your arms are longer &quot;No! I'd do anything for you, no matter what! I'd hold you precious, keep you fed and do anything to make you happy! I'd even live out your wildest fantasies, your weirdest fetishes, please give me a chance!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've heard enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up, pick her up and carry her to the door &quot;No! Please, I can give you what you want! Just give me a chance!&quot;</span><br />&quot;As much as I am flattered by your...approach, Fluttershy, I'm not into p0nies. You are cute and stuff, but that's all. Come back when you have calmed down, okay? We can talk about anything, but it is way too early to do this kinda shit, you hear me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No! No! I love you Anon, don't-&quot; you put the clingy mare down, turn around and close the door behind you before she can scoot back inside again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes a few minutes to fully realize what just happened. Hopefully she'll snap out of it, you don't want to have 'The Talk' with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to ignore her knocking. Eventually she stops and you can see her walk away through your window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have bad feels as you finish your pancake breakfast she made for you...great, now you feel guilty.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why? You only said the truth!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God damn it, first Applejack, now Fluttershy, what's next? Celestia? Luna?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hehe, you'd actually like that...uhh, completely platonic of course, argh, stop talking shit, okay? You're embarrassing yourself, man.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the day progresses as usual, even though you get some weird glances while looking for cheap food on the market.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like someone is observing you, but every time you turn around, no one's there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Weird.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever.</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The next morning comes in a hurry, again you have those fucking dreams of Twilight, literally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Again you wake up with a raging boner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You contemplate to just finish yourself off to get this over with, but decide against it when you remind yourself of why you actually have this erection.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're not a horsefucker!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;NEVER!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not in a thousand years spent on this world!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The almighty Flying Spaghetti Monster sent you here to test your faith, you are almost certain of that and you will not fail!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All hail the Flying Spaghetti Monster!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh yeah, you should totally build a church.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You haven't seen any churches around since you arrived and they only seem to believe that Celestia is some kind of deity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmpfh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For now you want to get this sex dream problem straight, this is a real bother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get on the way to the Golden Oaks Library, you want to tell her about this crap, what time is it? Confronting Time!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bet it was her to begin with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Can't trust Black Magic and shit, every child knows that this crap is evil...always.</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later on your way to the library.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are certain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something's in the bush...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;P0nies are staring at you openly, again...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though this time they don't look at you like an alien, but rather they blush, avert their gazes or do general shit you haven't seen before that would make a lesser man use words like 'cute' or 'adorable'. Lyra even blows you a kiss and winks at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ignore it. This goes into that dark corner of your mind where the molesting uncle and that one time you accidentally pulled the plug of a life sustaining machine at the hospital are.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Open the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Push the bad things inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Close the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You come upon three stallions half way to the tree house, they wear what seems to be black leather jackets with a big patch of a snake on their backs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One is a dark blue unicorn, one a black pegasus with a striped mohawk and their leader is a creamy earth stallion whose most striking feature is his black mane with a single big curl that falls over his forehead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They are bothering a pegasus mare, wait...you know her &quot;G-Get out of my way you...you s-stupid Village Snakes! Uhmm, I mean...if that's okay with you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The one with the curl answers &quot;I can show you a REAL Village Snake, Fluttershy.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You think you're better than us, huh?&quot; the pegasus with the mohawk comments.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looks like the shy p0ne is in trouble again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your hero senses are tingling, there is no way you can't help her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You step in, holding your arm in front of the prick with the curl and push him back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He looks at you annoyed &quot;Yeah? What do you want?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's going on here?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He frowns &quot;None of your business, filly. Get outta here before you get hurt. If you mess with the Village Snakes, you're asking for it. Got me?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Leave her alone, or you'll answer to me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He takes a reassuring glance to is compadr�s, then scoffs at you &quot;And who are you? Her coltfriend? Ha! Should have known. Keep talking like that, human, and we'll send you back to your world with a few broken bones for your people to fix.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just stare at them with a 'you srs nigga?!' face, they are no match for you, not even if they come at you all at once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few moments he starts to get nervous, frequently looking to his friends to see that they too aren't very keen on fighting with the big monkey.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually they gather their wits and leave, intimidated by your totally manly stare &quot;C'mon Village Snakes. This whorse isn't worth our time.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, Village Snakes rule!&quot; the black pegasus yells as they trot away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By now Fluttershy is already hugging your waist like it's the only thing keeping her alive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crouch down and give her a little ear scratchy.</span><br />&quot;You okay, Flutters?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, now that you're here.&quot; she softly says while putting her forehooves on your thighs...dangerously close to your crotch you notice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her face is slowly coming closer, you can already smell her...perfume?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait...you've smelled that one before, but where?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now she closes her eyes and purses her lips and-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up, looking in a different direction. She's still doing that stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This entire situation got really uncomfortable really fast.</span><br />&quot;Uhh, I really gotta go, Flutters. See you later.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't see her gnawing on her mane in frustration as you walk away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You seriously need to talk her out of this, the sooner the better, but not now, your procrastinating vein is too strong.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you jog towards the tree library you can see from afar how that obnoxious griffon leaves, good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't have the patience to deal with her right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She left the door open, so you just let yourself in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The place smells of books and old parchment, and the windows don't let much light through as they are largely blocked out by black cloth that looks like a drunken spider farted them into their respective places. It's not really that dark though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The floor is covered with Twilight's shadow stuff, she must be nearby.</span><br />&quot;Twilight?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk to the nearby table, lots of open books, someone must have been reading a lot lately...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This really isn't your business but...curiosity is a bitch...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You flip the covers of a few of them over.</span><br />The Art Of The Soul I+II<br />Theories About The Magic Of The Soul By Starswirl the Bearded<br />Good Karma, Bad Karma<br />Aristhooveles View on the Spirit Realm<br />Aristhooveles View of the Soul<br />Saving Your Soul In Ten Easy Steps<br />Compendium Of The Spirit And Soul<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that isn't even half of the stuff, you put the books back to how they were and return to your search for the shadow mare.</span><br />&quot;Twilight, you home?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear some rumbling coming closer. Someone is running up some stairs, then something bangs against a door you haven't noticed before.</span><br />&quot;Twilight?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The door looks new and is positioned in a pit between two bookshelves, something shakes on the doorknob and bangs against it from the other side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A moment passes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear Twilight audibly groaning on the other side &quot;Goddammit, Gilda.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are about to try and open the door, but suddenly a thick black fog comes streaming through the crevices on all sides and through the lock along with a whistling noise, like the door is about to be blasted open by steam.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But your expectations aren't met, instead the fog accumulates into a pond above the rest of the black misty carpet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A purple hoof suddenly juts out of it, then another one, then Twilight's head follows and she pulls the rest of her body out of the thing like a demon that crawls out of a hell-hole.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are terrified by the look of it, you don't even know why, you just are. It feels like the right thing to do.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stands up straight, fixes her hair into her trademark nerdy look, feels along her red pointed horn to assure that it is where it belongs and looks at you slightly worried after nodding to herself with relief &quot;Why are you looking at me like that?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Can't let her know that that shit was way [spoiler]2spooky4u[/spoiler].</span><br />&quot;Uh...ehhh...you've become good at...uh, that...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks to the side, soaking up your praise like a dry sponge &quot;It's called materializing, I'm still having a few difficulties but it is easy if you get the hang of it.&quot; she snaps out of it and smiles at you like you're a customer &quot;Anyway, can I help you with something? Some books maybe?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Actually...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks at you expectantly as you try to find the right words.</span><br />&quot;...I'm having nasty sex dreams about you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes widen and her head tilts back a little, then she ever so slowly turns her head sideways and asks &quot;That's...uhhh...flattering...kind of?&quot; one of her eyes narrows and her ears lay flat.</span><br />&quot;No, wait. I don't mean to hit on you or something, I thought you had something to do with it because black magic'n'stuff, those aren't normal dreams. I have them every single night since you came back, they are extremely lucid and-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wait, wait.&quot; the dark mare hurries to a desk and comes back with a feather, ink pot and a notebook &quot;Actually this is interesting! Tell me more.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at her in unbelieving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was a VERY sudden change of attitude.</span><br />&quot;What's so interesting about my sex dreams so suddenly...you were just grossed out a second ago.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew it!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cast a spell on you!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I've been having the same about you, there must be a connection. Now please continue, and don't leave out any details.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug it off and do as she asked, you tell her everything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the nasty stuff you've experienced in your dreams.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The wild kissing and licking, unbridled touching and feeling, savoring each others smell and taste, the shameless sex and that you never seemed to be able to finish, always only waking up right before your or her own climax.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also tell her that you are usually not into p0nes and all that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really?&quot; she asks doubtful &quot;What about the night you mated with Applejack?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would spit your drink in her face if you had one.</span><br />&quot;Why do YOU know about that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shadow mare raises a brow &quot;Everyp0ny knows, weren't you aware of that? Applejack still has this obtrusive grin all over her face all the time. Oh, and Rarity let it slip a few times, Pinkie too.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You furrow your brows.</span><br />&quot;What are you saying? You make it sound like that this is a normal thing to talk about.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you a deadpan glare and asks you sultry &quot;Are you really that naive?!&quot;</span><br />&quot;What the hell are you talking about?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You expect an answer but Twilight is already back to reading her notes about your dreams &quot;This has definitely something to do with my own dreams, something I don't quite understand yet...hmm...maybe the...&quot; she glances over to you with her red eyes &quot;Oh! Would it be okay for you if I studied you a little bit later, as far as I've heard you are the only one of your species.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug.</span><br />&quot;Hm, sure.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare scribbles something down on a new page &quot;But I'm still busy with studying dark magic at the moment, so it may be postponed a bit.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she gets completely absorbed into her stuff &quot;And I need to find out about...and that dark magic...and the thing in the cellar needs a stronger...hm hm....and then...so much to do, so little time.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks around &quot;Dammit, where is Gilda again? It's bad enough that Spike is gone, now I have to grapple with an unreliable assistant too!&quot; she sounds angry and even her eyes glow a little more intense as she becomes angry.</span><br />&quot;May I help you, milady?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If you could just...go and fetch Gilda, that would be great. Thank you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off you go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually you're kinda happy to be out of there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You begin looking for the one you were asked for immediately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is much easier to find that griffon than you anticipated, you just have to follow the rainbow streaks in the sky that are accompanied by screams that consist of 'Get away from me!' and 'Leave me alone already!'.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wave and shout after them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually you make yourself notable enough for Dash to actually see you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Momentarily Rainbow Dash dashes towards you with Gilda dashing after her, you have to make a dash to the side or else Dash would have dashed into you. Phew, it got awfully dashie in here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow positions herself behind you, Gilda lands in front of you and starts begging immediately &quot;Come oooon Dash, what do I have to do? Give me a chance at least!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No way, you haven't changed one bit! Still treating my friends like dirt!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda has a 'caught red handed' look on her face as she sees the biggest shit eating grin you've ever had slowly forming on your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow can't see it as she is still behind you, but Gilda can...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knows what you mean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know that she knows.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will have a full fridge very soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why don't you try making other, new friends?! I don't want to repeat-&quot;</span><br />&quot;But Rainbow!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your act is bad, intentionally, to piss Gilda off even more.</span><br />&quot;Gilda already made a new friend!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really?&quot; Rainbow asks sceptically.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda asks the same, only that even a deaf person could hear that she doesn't want to listen any further to what you're about to say &quot;Really?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yes!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk next to her with way too big strides and lay an arm around her shoulder.</span><br />&quot;Me!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbows face is just priceless.</span><br />&quot;Gilda and me are pals for life already, right GILDIE?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You punch her playfully on the shoulder with the dumbest grin possible, wiggling your brows like a madman.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The griffon nervously puts her talon on your shoulder &quot;Yehaa, ehehe...riiiight. Pals for life....&quot; and buries her claws in your flesh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You throw your body away from the danger instinctively, right on top of the griffon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In no time the two of you are roughhousing, the only thing that prevents this from turning into some sort of mortal combat is the rainbow mare watching you with a gaping mouth that you thought only Pinkie could pull off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But there is no time to waste on Dash, there is a griffon that needs a whipping.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still lying on top of her you catch her in a headlock quickly, Gilda grabs around your waist with both arms before you can apply any pressure and holds you, lifts you slightly off the ground with a few strained grunts and then all of a sudden bends backwards with the flexibility of a cat, slamming you into the ground painfully with a Backdrop Clutch suplex.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You manage to roll off disgracefully, avoiding most of the painful impact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up and almost instantly she tackles you with the roar of a lion, you didn't even had time to brace yourself. Time seems to slow down as the ground comes closer and closer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You impact less rough than anticipated, the fat cat rolls over you and jumps to her paws'n'claws, assuming a stalking position immediately. This time you do it right and carefully stand up without letting her out of your sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both of you circle one another, both in fighting positions, both keen on beating the other one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I will whip your sorry ass so hard that you will regret the day you were born.&quot; her threats don't impress you.</span><br />&quot;I'm going to make a war bonnet out of your feathers. HAA!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you lunge at her as sudden as you can, you hit her square on the beak once but she throws a couple of jabs against your unguarded torso. None of you backs away and quickly you are too close for fists.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda stands on her hindpaws and grabs around your waist once more, but instead of letting her lift you up, you grab around hers, hook your hands into one another and steady your footing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You glare into her golden eyes and she glares back equally evil, you both try to squeeze the life out of the other one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hnng, you can't win this! Griffons are HNNG, the strongest race in Equestria! RRGGH! You Dweeb!&quot;</span><br />&quot;HHGGGG!!! Time To ARHHG, Step Down Then PFHHH!!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stay in this position without any of you winning the upper hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every squeeze of yours is answered with a deep feline growl, sending vibrations through your body, and a hard squeeze in return.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After five minutes of this contest of strength none of you manages to do more than to lightly squeeze the other one anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your arms are burning with exhaustion and your heart is racing, Gilda isn't faring much better. Her frequent breathing tells you that she is at least as exhausted as you are and she's even gone as far as to rest her head on your shoulder, not being careful with the pointy tip of her beak at all.</span><br />&quot;Uuuhhhh...you won't win this...*huff*...I could do this all day...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put all your remaining strength in a final squeeze, but it isn't doing much.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll squeeze you...hah...like a giant anaconda...&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm a vice...a squeezing griffons to death *haa* machine.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Then you're a...broken machine...*huff*...broken by a griffon!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You are weaker...than...*hah*...a really weak p0ny.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Still stronger than you. *huff*&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash has has left already some time ago, not able to bear the sight of such a glorious battle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your only goal in life right now is to wrestle Gilda into submission.</span><br />&quot;I'll make a new pillow from your feathers.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And I'll make steaks out of you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly you hear a squeaky voice from the side &quot;See? Even Gilda and Anon found each other, why won't you go on a search for your special somep0ny? We could help you.&quot; you look at the one who said that with the most hostile and evil stare you have in repertoire. Sweetie Belle and her big sister are passing by.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gilda has them also in her death stare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see a cold sweat breaking out on Rarity's forehead as she looks over to you, she nervously laughs and quickly pushes the little filly further away from you &quot;Ah, ehehe, I'm...I don't think they're in love exactly, Sweetie Belle. Now stop slacking, there are, eh, ehe, ehm, dresses waiting for us. Yep. A whole lot of dresses.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two vanish quicker than a unattended remote.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look back at Gilda, she looks back to you awkwardly, slightly red from embarrassment. She probes her hold on you with an uncomfortable look on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This whole thing seems very awkward very suddenly.</span><br />&quot;Okay. I'm going to count to three, then we will release each other and never talk of this again. It's a draw. If any of those two talk about this we will deny it, understood featherbrain?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The avian takes the initiative &quot;One, two, THREE!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lets go of you and you of her in perfect sync, both jumping back. Only now you notice how hot she actually is, in terms of body temperature of course &quot;If you mention this to anygriffon, I will gut you.&quot; she sounds rather nervous than serious.</span><br />&quot;Oh yeah, Twilight wants to see you by the way, almost forgot this.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh shit.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She unfurls her wings, crouches down, jumps up and flaps off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmm...need to think of ways to humiliate her.</span></div></div>




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