*Fluttershy's Cottage*

Greg wakes up to a new day, turban flowing in the morning breeze. Stubble glistening brightly in the morning light.
He takes in a deep breath, smelling in all the smells there are to smell. The Grass, the trees, the air smelled of such
sweet nature. His eyes glistened as he began to tear up at the beauty of nature. He listened, the birds chirping sweetly in the distance, Angel humping discreetly in his rabbit hole,
The snakes slithering snakely in the grass. A bear taking a shit in the woods. He inhales another breath marveling all that was there, with a smile. Everything was in tune he was one with nature.
But everything changed when Fluttershy came in half drunk bottle still in hand. Greg was frightened, he tried to hide under the covers but it was no use, Fluttershy ripped the covers away, leaving him bare and open to the cold cruel world.
He tried to run away but it was no use. Fluttershy in her drunken stupor tackled him to the floor. He tried to wriggle away with everything he had but to no avail. Her grip was unbreakable, like that of a stone cold rock. He weeped softly to himself hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
Until he realized Fluttershy was passed out on top of him. He layed there with this half horse being on top of him, dazed and afraid. After realizing there was nothing he can do, he weeped softly to himself. Greg's beautiful morning had been ruined. He's last thought before he finally succumbed to the darkness of depression was

"Where the Fuck is my soda"?!

THE END

Author's Note

You asked for a chapter. HERE IT IS MOTHERBUCKERS!!!

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FlutterDash2534 and Afroninja1