Angry Sex is SO Worth the Four-hour Train Ride

Filthy Rich lay asleep in his king-sized bed, his chest rising and falling in rhythm. He was sleeping soundly, comfortably, without a care in the world. Therefore, it was only natural that he was startled when a loud thump woke him up in the middle of the night.

“Huh? Wha?” He woke up startled. A white earth pony in a black mask stood at the end of his bed. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” He screamed like a pansy for a full minute, then realized it was somepony he vaguely knew. He didn’t calm down in any way, but he tried to keep his composure. “Oh! Uh, Doctor Cobra! You, erm, startled me.”

“I’m sorry to bother you, Mr. Rich,” Doctor Cobra said in an eerie tone. “It’s just that I had tell you something so very important. It just couldn’t wait until morning. I hope you can understand.”

“Oh, but of course,” Filthy replied, trying desperately to calm down. “What did you need to tell me?”

Doctor Cobra pulled a gun out of his inside coat pocket and pointed it at Filthy. “You can say whatever you want about me,” he declared angrily. “But NO ONE insults my dear Dashing.” He pulled the trigger, his cock stiffening slightly as the bullet pierced Filthy Rich’s skull, killing him instantly.

Doctor Cobra left the room and trotted down the hallway, making his way to another bedroom. He opened the door, revealing a shivering Diamond Tiara cowering in her bed.

“Hello Diamond Tiara,” he said softly.

“W-where’s Daddy?” asked Diamond Tiara, quaking with fear.

“I killed him,” Doctor Cobra answered. “Just like I’m about to do to you.” Diamond Tiara’s eyes started welling up with tears as she shivered with absolute panic. “Do you know why I’m going to kill you, Diamond Tiara?”

“W-why?”

“Because you hurt my Dashing’s feelings,” he said softly. “And no one hurts my Dashing’s feelings.” He pointed the gun at her.

“Hey, Diamond Tiara!” Dashing Knight came up behind Doctor Cobra and threw her forelegs around him. “You were right,” she smiled. “My coltfriend is psychotic. But you know what? I love him for it.”

Doctor Cobra pulled the trigger. Upon the bullet’s impact with her skull, his member became fully erect. He fired the gun over and over, unloading the clip. As the final bullet made contact with Diamond Tiara’s stomach, Doctor Cobra came all over the floor.

“Hey,” Dashing complained. “You were supposed to save that for ME!”

“My apologies, luv,” Doctor Cobra replied sheepishly. “I guess I just missed the thrill of killing people-erm-ponies.” He pulled out a match, struck it, and threw it on the ground. “C’mon, let’s get out of here before we burn along with them. Or somepony with authority shows up.”

“Ahem.” Dashing gestured to herself.

“Besides you, of course.”