A Derpy Apocalypse: Dead Mare Walking

Ditsy woke up at about 5:46 in the morning. Turner was still asleep on top of her. Derpy wrapped her forelegs around him, and hugged him tightly. She slowly brought her left hoof down Turners back, until it met his flank. Satisfied with the location, Derpy closed her eyes again and smiled. She could feel something on her stomach, she knew what it was, and she also felt something sticky running down her side. Ditsy knew what that was too. Before guilt could overcome her, she slowly slid from beneath Turner and cleaned herself. She knew why Turner did what he did, and it was because of how stupid it would be to have gotten a pony pregnant, in a zombie apocalypse.

Once Derpy was done with that, she laid back down with Turner, giving him a kiss on the forehead, and wrapping one hind leg around him. She closed her eyes and rested for the remaining hour she had before having to get up. After about fifty minutes, Derpy decided to get up to avoid any suspicion by the other ponies that she and Turner had just done the hanky-panky last night. By this time, Turner was awake, so she told him her plans and he agreed. Derpy went back to her tent to put in another journal entry.

She wrote: "So last night was probably the best of my life, may have hurt but it felt good. Ya know, most ponies wouldn't suspect me to be like this, but I have my reasons. The apocalypse, and my terrible life, I was exposed to a lot. I grew up sexually, much faster than anypony else, nopony noticed it though. Every time they could make fun of me, after being sad, I would always remember, that I was 'bigger' and 'better' than most of them. In that sense, my maturity exceeded that of three years past my age. I thought I was lucky. Since then I was craving sex like a desert-bound stallion craves water. It only got worse and worse, until last night. Good thing was, I don't have to worry about giving birth! Or at least not until next time, if we both survive the apocalypse. It seems though that I can't love him in a true love way, while thinking of him lustfully. Last night, all I was focused on was between his legs. It felt good by the way, but that's aside the point.

"This is the longest journal entry in a while, probably because I had more time to do it. But today, we are going to finally do it! End the apocalypse, and destroy the Hivemind! Heh, each time I write 'Hivemind,' I think more and more that we are fighting extraterrestrial creatures, rather than zeds. Anyway, my machete is a lot better, maybe I can satisfy my craving for seeing zed-blood thrown everywhere!"

With that, Derpy closed her journal, and put away her pen. She looked down on her waist and saw a small wet spot. She then noticed some of Turner was still with her, 'Oh, how cute!' she thought. She wiped it off with her hoof, the lustful part of her said to have a taste, but she thought that was just stupid, and why would she do that? So she got a paper towel, wiped it off, and burnt it.

The wake up call was given, everypony exited their tents one by one. They all ate breakfast, and received their instructions. They got in their groups, gathered instructions, and got ready to attack the zeds.

It was going to be a long day.