Equestria Girls 2: Fedora Men

Torment seemed to be the only word applicable to Twilight’s situation, nothing eased her, hours of being forced to listen to an overly grown child as he tried to play with her was as close to hell as she could imagine.


“My 14th favourite scene with you in it was during Lesson Zero when you told Rainbow Dash to not destroy Applejack’s barn and you grabbed her and I thought you were going to kiss her, however my 15th favourite scene with you in it was during The Crystal Empire Part 2 when you told Rainbow Dash to keep the Crystal Faire going because it looked like you liked her and I thought they were going to put canon shipping in, that’d be bucking awesome.”

 The man never seemed to stop to think; every word flowed out of him in a constant run-on sentence like Michael J. Fox performing sign language. The list was bound to continue for an indefinite amount of time until Twilight thought of any way to interrupt, she asked for some more water as her bowl was as empty as Thunder Strike’s internet history, begrudgingly he agreed to fill the bowl but Twilight was still tied a wooden beam with her newly “adopted” leash.

“There has to be a way out of here” Twilight said to herself before realizing that actually saying your escape plan isn’t a smart idea.

She tried to move as far as she could however it was limited to a few steps in a rather small radius. She took this time to properly examine the room, it was without a doubt below ground and appeared to be basement of a much larger home, there was one small window but it was too small or high to use to her advantage. She honestly began to miss her old home, even the recent weeks of being a princess felt like paradise.

However before she could further investigate her surroundings the door was opened once again with the same man as before, this time with a fresh bowl of water, he even wrote  Best Pony above the name he previously erased.

“I hope you like water honey,” the pet names only caused Twilight to shiver in disgust, “because tonight you’ll be out of energy when I’m with you.”

Twilight’s mind was instantly filled with many words she was taught not to say, she had an idea of what this man wanted with her she knew she had to escape by then. Thunder Strike was about to rub Twilight’s flank again but was interrupted by the sound of his computer.

“My friends are on skype, they’ll be jealous when I show them you.” Thunder’s words caused Twilight to feel anxious as she knew that others like him must exist, this truly was a terrible world.

One of the new voices coming from the computer greeted everyone by saying “Hello my little ponies” and “brohoof”, their use of familiar words mixed with alien ones caused Twilight to feel as out of place as a charismatic, straight man in a brony meetup.

At the first opportunity Thunder showed off Twilight over his webcam and bragged about it to his friends who were talking about what they’d do with a live Twilight, though Twilight tuned them out when the word “cum’ was mentioned.

Twilight continued to investigate the room for ways of escape but it was impenetrable, however it didn’t deter her from trying to find an escape. Despite her best efforts the skype call finished and it left the two of them alone again. Twilight swallowed as she was aware of what was to come, Thunder responded with “You’re good at swallowing” and it was followed by a wink that may have looked suave if dandruff didn’t fall from his hair during. Twilight was placed on a filthy bed she presumed belonged to him and this was when Thunder took off his pants in preparation. This was truly rock bottom for her, all she could hope for was it would be quick and painless, though she knew better.

“I really do love you sweet heart, and if it helps just rem-” Thunder’s words were interrupted a middle aged woman who opened the door unexpectedly.

“Jeremy, what did I tell you about playing with your toys after bed time? Go to sleep.” this woman’s stern tone was enough to threaten Thunder Strike.

Twilight was just happy for a moment of peace from what she thought would be inevitable. Despite this Thunder Strike, or Jeremy as he was known here was arguing with the woman who turned out to be his mother. Jeremy was told to go to sleep or he wouldn’t be allowed to play with his toys for the rest of the week, this meant no Twilight which he knew couldn’t happen, begrudgingly he agreed to sleep, though he still cuddled Twilight during his rest.


“Tomorrow is going to be a long day...” Twilight said this as she closed her eyes and readied herself for the next day of “fun”.