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What if Rarity made gloves?
This was an idea I came up with myself.
What if Rarity made gloves?
"What the hay are these things?" Sweetie Belle spoke, while looking over Rarity's shoulder.
"I'm...not sure dear."
"But you made them!"
"I know, but I was absentmindedly sewing, I didn't plan these."
"What are they for?"
Rarity ogled them. She had no idea what these things could be for. She held them in all different manners, but couldn't think of anything. She considered showing them to her friends. Would they know either? Only a true fashionista such as herself could know clothes as well as her. Rarity picked up the clothing and said to Sweetie Belle "Since they are made out of wool, I suppose one would use them to keep warm."
"How? You can't even wear them."
"Sure you could...you could...ummm...put them on your head!" Rarity explained, as she placed the glove on her head.
"You look like a chicken."
"I don't know what they're for! Okay!?"
"Okay! Geez, I just wanted to know."
Rarity paid Sweetie Belle no mind. She was on her way to ask Twilight if she knew what these things were.
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"Twilight darling, I made these things and I just don't know what they are!"
Twilight was confused by this "But you made them, Rarity."
'I know, but you don't understand the mind of a fashionista."
Twilight craned her neck over to see these things. She had met Rarity at her door, but then Rarity held up these curious items. Twilight looked at them for a long while, but then tried looking in her books. She turned to skim the shelves of her library. She found nothing. All the knowledge within these walls and she found nothing. What were these things?
Twilight actually missed Rarity being robbed of her creation. Rarity called to her assailant, a green unicorn mare with a ski mask on. This mare had run off with Rarity's new...thing. The unicorn darted behind a house, and was gone. Twilight spoke "I suppose we'll never know what those were."
"No. I suppose not."
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Lyra didn't consider herself a thief, but when she saw them, she needed them. These gloves...they were perfect! The embodiment of hands. Even if she didn't have hands, she could pretend. While she was alone...with her...gloves...yes...
End
This one honestly wasn't as funny, but more something random.
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Pudding
Twilight Sparkle had called Fluttershy to her house. She sounded excited, but she usually sounded that way whenever she found out something. In this case, Twilight wanted to test a Flea-B-Gone spell on Angel bunny. Twilight was Fluttershy's friend, so she usually trusted her. This time though, she had a nagging feeling that she should say no. She didn't want to upset Twilight though, so she said yes and brought angel bunny over later that evening.
Twilight was practicing the spell a few more times when Fluttershy arrived. Twilight asked Fluttershy "Are you ready? Did you bring Angel bunny?"
"Yes. This won't hurt him, will it?"
"Umm...no, not at all." Twilight didn't sound to confident.
Angel bunny stepped forward, ready to be flea free. Twilight readied her magic and sent the spell out in a short, bright beam. Angel bunny glowed for a short time, and then...Pudding.
Fluttershy gasped. She looked to Twilight, mouth agape. Twilight had the same expression on her face. "I-i don't know what happened. This is strange. Angel has been turned into pudding."
"No..."
Fluttershy began to cry. She scooped up the lump of chocolate pudding in her hooves and she looked at Twilight. "I'm sorry Twilight, but I won't be speaking to you for a while."
"Fluttershy, I'm so-"
Fluttershy slammed the door to the library. She flew away slowly, arriving at her cottage in about ten minutes. She still held Angel in her hooves. She sobbed some more as she opened the door. She set Angel bunny on the sofa and spoke.
"Don't worry Angel, momma's gonna fix this."
Fluttershy floated up to her room. She grabbed one of her markers and a sock. She drew a face onto the sock. She brought the sock downstairs and tried to figure out how to pick up Angel. She decided to leave angel where he was as she pulled the sock over the gelatinous mass. She sniffled a little bit more, but she felt better, seeing Angel again.
"Oh Angel, you look different." She pretended.
The pudding remained silent.
"Oh Angel, don't be like that."
The pudding remained silent.
"Why would you say that?"
The pudding remained silent
"What did I do wrong?"
The pudding remained silent.
Fluttershy gave up. "This just isn't working. Pudding isn't as mean, I need my Angel." She began to cry again.
She noticed this pit inside of her. She felt, alone. She needed comfort. She looked at the pudding filled sock. Pinkie always told her that sweets were good for any ailment. Fluttershy removed the sock from Angel. She looked at the pudding once more before she picked it up in her hooves and stuffed it into her mouth. Pudding splattered the walls, the carpet, and the sofa as Fluttershy gorged herself on pudding. She finished off her pudding bunny, but the hole was still there. She needed more pudding. She flew to Sugarcube Corner as quickly as she could.
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At Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie greeted her, but Fluttershy ignored her. She flew to the refrigerator in the back of the kitchen. The fridge was massive, it had to be. Pinkie and the Cakes sold all kinds of sweets, so it held tons of things. Including pudding.
Fluttershy flung open the door and searched. She found two large tubs of the stuff. She picked both of them up in her arms and brought them to the counter. "Hey Fluttershy, whoa! That's a lot of pudding. Are you gonna eat that all by yourself?"
Fluttershy screamed at her "Shut up and take my bits!" before throwing the money at Pinkie.
Pinkie caught the money and Fluttershy flew out the door. She flew back to he cottage as quickly as she could. She was there within the minute. Fluttershy didn't bother with the door, she crashed through a window. Fluttershy set the tubs of pudding down in the middle of the living room. She popped open one of the lids and threw her whole body inside, stuffing as much pudding into her mouth as possible. She did the same with the other tub, flinging pudding everywhere.
She repeated the process for days.
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Twilight had come to Fluttershy's cottage to apologize. She had asked Pinkie Pie to come with her, since she felt so bad, and needed some cheering up. She hoped Fluttershy could forgive her for what happened to Angel.
Twilight knocked on the door once. Fluttershy spoke "Is that my delivery? Come in!"
Twilight opened the door. She was shocked by what she saw. Pudding covered the walls, floor, and furniture of Fluttershy's house. The gross, chocolatey substance had built up, layer upon layer, coating the house with this viscous material. Pinkie Pie entered the house shortly after. She saw only one thing and said "DAAAAYYYYUMMMM! Fluttershy you got Faaaaaat!"
The yellow blob in the middle of the room was obviously Fluttershy, Twilight could see that now.Pudding was crusted into her mane and coat. She looked like she hadn't bathed in weeks. Twilight turned and left. She closed the door behind her. She spoke to Pinkie "Pinkie. We are never to speak of this. I won't be speaking to Fluttershy for a while. Like, until she fixes all of this."
"But Twilight!" Pinkie went to w whisper "She got fat too! That doesn't just vanish overnight. Have I ever showed you pictures of me before I got SD?"
"SD? And no, I don't think you did."
"Super Diabeetus, and I'll show you when we get back to Sugarcube Corner."
"That sounds bad."
"It is." Pinkie went to a whisper again "There's so much blood Twilight! I can't pee in public anymore!"
"I won't be speaking to you until I get that image out of my head. Goodbye."
Twilight slowly walked in the general direction of her library. She sighed and then thought Well, at least I can guarantee Rarity's still clean.
The End
I'm sorry for this. It wasn't even that funny.
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Those Strange Ponies
"Did you hear?" a minty green unicorn spoke to her roommate.
"Hear what?" the candied earth pony replied.
"They did it again!"
"You're gonna have to be more specific." The earth pony sighed.
"They've been doing it for years now, you should know what I'm talking about." The unicorn frowned.
"Oh. Have they finished?"
"No, but they're headed this way, we've gotta go."
Faint music could be heard in the distance. It gradually got louder as it neared the building in which the ponies were housed.
The unicorn began getting frantic "C'mon! We've gotta leave before they-" She was abruptly cut off.
The music had arrived. They had to follow it.
The sounds of other ponies could be heard. Tenor and alto voices blended with basses and sopranos. All of them forced to follow the lead of those ponies. For some reason they were so important. The cosmos deemed it so. No matter what they did, they always succeeded in the end. Now they've started doing something new. Musicals.
It started out a small happening every once in a while, but ever since they were invited to the wedding, it's been happening almost every day. The wedding fueled their enthusiasm for music, and now, every pony in Ponyville was forced to...sing.
So they were forced to sing. This was a short song though. The unicorn and her vanilla coated friend were only forced for thirty seconds or so. They sang the last few notes along with those six ponies, and were released. They returned to the safety of their homes.
"Lyra?"
"Yeah Bon-Bon?"
"This has to stop."
"I agree."
The End
This idea popped into my head today when I thought "I wonder if the other ponies think it's strange when the Mane 6 start singing."
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Twilight's Birthday
Pinkie Pie awoke on a bright and sunny Equestrian day. She looked out her window and began her usual morning routine.
"Good morning sun!"
"Good morning Pinkie."
She ran downstairs from her room in Sugarcube Corner, greeting each and every cooking utensil. She hesitated saying hello to her calendar, looking at the date first.
"Oh my. Calendar, do you know what day it is?" Pinkie asked, putting her hooves on her sides.
"Yes, I do. It's Twilight's birthday!"
"YAAAAAAY!" Pinkie ran out the door and across the street to the party supply store.
Pinkie giggled maniacally, running up and down the aisle, emptying the contents of each and every shelf into her shopping cart. Pinkie then approached the cashier. The cashier smiled at Pinkie. Pinkie stared her down
"Cut the sh*t, you know what I'm here for, and it isn't you."
The cashier was shocked by Pinkie's sudden change in mood. She uttered the faint words "Is something wrong?"
"Ah, I'm just joshin' ya. Here's my Amareican Express card."
The cashier gladly swiped the card, seeing that Pinkie wasn't upset at her. She hooved Pinkie her card and Pinkie took off with her party goods. She ran at the door, waited for it to slowly open, as automatic doors do, then rushed out in the direction of Twilight's house.
Pinkie ran and ran, faster and faster. The wheels of her cart squeaked at each rotation. Pinkie finally leapt up into the cart and proceeded to ride the metal basket on wheels all the way to Twilight's library. Pinkie flew by other ponies on the street, all of whom were accustomed to the "Oh Celestia Pinkie's throwing a birthday party, get out of the way" ordeal. Pinkie arrived at Twilight's library with a crash. She went straight through the wooden door. Splinters and shards of wood were everywhere. Pinkie stood at the top of her mountain of party supplies, all stuffed into one cart, and yelled at the top of her lungs
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
Twilight, who was nearby, studying, was completely flabbergasted. She finally managed a reply
"Pinkie. You know my birthday is tomorrow right?"
THE END
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Sorry for this.
News Flash
Twilight awoke early Saunterday morning to the sound of a familiar thump on her door. One that always came at this time. Her favorite magazine. It was renowned as Equestria's most trusted news source, so she always read it.. Twilight quickly hopped out of bed and raced down the stairs to retrieve her paper.
Twilight opened the door with a creak and looked down at her stoop. She could make out the title of the magazine, Equine Enquirer, but not the cover image. The title of the first article was always "A shocking new development!", so she wasn't surprised when she saw this as well. She untied the small amount of twine that held her magazine in a nice, cylinder and picked it up, unrolling it with a gasp.
"How...did these pictures get in the magazine's hands?"
She looked more closely to assure they were real. There were rather...unsightly pictures of Twilight on the cover, as well as her friends. She flipped to the page the article started on. She found it easily because a centerfold of Fluttershy marked the beginning of the article. Twilight folded the picture back up, she didn't want to see her friend like this.
Twilight flipped through the article, seeing more and more pictures. Applejack and Rainbow Dash were "together" in quite a few, Rarity was with some unknown stallion, and Twilight...was with Celestia?
Twilight had actually believed this was a real article. She knew it had to be fake, she had never been in the princess's royal bedchambers. Nopony was ever allowed in there.
But what about these pictures? How did somepony fake something like this?
A sheet of paper fell onto Twilight's face. She removed it and looked at it to see a kinky picture of Lyra and Bonbon. Twilight quickly tossed the thing aside. She looked up and saw all kinds of pictures raining from the sky. Every single one of them of pornographic nature.
Twilight took her magazine and locked her front door. She would be busy for a while.
CLOP CLOP CLOP "OH FLUTTERSHY YES!"
The End
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Hide Your Porn
It was a dark night. Twilight was feeling better though, now that she was in bed with Cadence. She scooched a bit closer to her and wrapped her forelegs around her waist. She opened her mouth to speak, just soft enough so she wouldn't startle her.
"Cadence? Can I have a glass of water."
"Of course, let me go get it for you." Cadence spoke in a soft, sleepy voice.
Cadence climbed out of the bed, letting in a bit of cold air, which made Twilight shiver. Twilight watched Cadence slowly weave the room, she was obviously tired.
Twilight was having a sleepover at Cadence's place. Twily had been coping with a mortal fear of the dark, so she needed some comfort. Unfortunately, Cadence had left the room for a moment to go get Twilight a drink, so Twilight was alone. The dark was watching, and it scared Twilight. Twilight decided to hide under the bed.
Under the bed, Twilight felt much safer. The covers draped down over the edges, making a one-way curtain so the darkness couldn't get through. Twilight noticed that there was a lot of stuff under Cadence's bed. Twilight pushed some stuff aside to make room for her tiny body, but when she did, she uncovered something...odd. A pink and purple, lace trim book.
Cadence has never hidden anything from Twilight, so Twilight figured it would be okay to check out this book. She opened it up, giving her eyes some time to adjust. Twily was thankful to see it was a picture book (She wasn't very good with reading yet.). After her eyes adjusted, she could see pictures of Cadence.
Twilight didn't understand why Cadence had posed herself like that in these pictures, and became a bit upset when she could see Cadence's "private area" because it's private, y'know? Twilight made a face as she tried to understand what was going on. She flipped the pages to find images more and more upsetting. In the latter pages of the book, Cadence had put something inside her "private area". Twilight wasn't sure what Cadence was doing, but Cadence was getting very sweaty, and very... moist.
Twily heard Cadence come back, calling out softly for Twilight.
"Twilight?"
Twilight emerged from beneath the bed, making a bit of a pouty face.
"Is everything alright Twilight? Why were you-" Cadence stopped when she saw what was clutched in Twilight's forehooves, a pink and purple, lacey book.
"Umm... Twilight," Cadence began, "Did you read that book?"
Twilight nodded, frowning "Cadence, what is this?"
"Well Twilight..." Cadence quickly tried to think of something, she eventually smiled and said "That's my twin sister! Haven't I ever told you about her?"
"No...why is she doing that?"
"Well...She's a model!" Cadence faked a grin, along with an obvious blush.
"Is your sister nice?"
"Yeah, she is, but I don't see her very often, she lives in another city."
"Oh, okay. Thanks Cadence. Can we go back to bed?"
Cadence sighed in relief "That sounds like a great idea!"
Cadence hopped into bed, happy to see that Twilight had believed her lie. Twilight climbed in with her, snuggling up close. Twilight noticed Cadence's body was extremely hot, but she paid it no mind, she was too distracted by Cadence's lying.
The End?
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Hide Your Porn: Alternate Scene
Hide Your Porn: Alternate Scene
It was a dark night. Twilight was feeling better though, now that she was in bed with Shining Armor. She scooched a bit closer to her and wrapped her forelegs around his waist. She opened her mouth to speak, just soft enough so she wouldn't startle him.
"Big Brother? Can I have a glass of water?"
"Of course, let me go get it for you." Shining Armor spoke in a soft, sleepy voice.
Shining climbed out of the bed, letting in a bit of cold air, which made Twilight shiver. Twilight watched Shining slowly leave the room, he was obviously tired.
Twilight was having a sleepover in Shining Armor's room. Twily had been coping with a mortal fear of the dark, so she needed some comfort. Unfortunately, Shining had left the room for a moment to go get Twilight a drink, so Twilight was alone. The dark was watching, and it scared Twilight. Twilight decided to hide under the bed.
Under the bed, Twilight felt much safer. The covers draped down over the edges, making a one-way curtain so the darkness couldn't get through. Twilight noticed that there was a lot of stuff under Shining's bed. Twilight pushed some stuff aside to make room for her tiny body, but when she did, she uncovered something...odd. A pink and purple, lace trim book.
Twilight didn't understand why Shining had posed himself like that in these pictures, and became a bit upset when she could see Shining's "private area" because it's private, y'know? Twilight made a face as she tried to understand what was going on. She flipped the pages to find images more and more upsetting. In the latter pages of the book, Shining had put something inside his butt. Twilight wasn't sure what Shining was doing, but he was getting very sweaty, and very.
Twily heard Shining come back, calling out softly for Twilight.
"Twilight?"
Twilight emerged from beneath the bed, making a bit of a pouty face.
"Is everything alright Twilight? Why were you-" Shining stopped when she saw what was clutched in Twilight's forehooves, a pink and purple, lacey book.
"Umm... Twilight," Shining began, "Did you read that book?"
Twilight nodded, frowning
"Balls."
The End?
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What's wrong with Applejack?
Curiosity or "What's wrong with Applejack?"
Laundry day for the Mane 6. Applejack hung her clothes out on the wire next to her friend Twilight's clothes. Applejack noticed something odd, though. Twilight's vest pocket had a piece of paper sticking out of it.
Applejack was not normally a nosy pony. She was, however, a curious one. She slipped up next to the clothing in question and moved her head to the pocket. She pulled out the paper in her mouth and looked at it.
Her mouth opened in shock, she dropped the slip of paper. She had found Twilight's Frequent Flier's card for the local strip club. A card that every colt in Ponyville possessed. Get five hole punches, get a free lapdance. The card already had 3 out of five hole punches in it. She couldn't understand it. Why would Twilight have such a thing?
Applejack tried to find a place to hide this. She had no pockets, so she put it under her hat. The thought of keeping a secret from her friends sickened her, but she had no choice. If she told her friends, then nopony would ever look at Twilight the same way. But she had to tell somepony. Somepony quiet...
At Fluttershy's cottage, Applejack fidgeted on the sofa. Maybe this ain't such a good idea. she thought. Fluttershy returned from the kitchen with a hot cup of chai tea. She sat next to Applejack. "Now Applejack," she said "What did you want to tell me?" Applejack removed her hat and showed her the punch card. "Ah foundt this in one oh Twilight's vests. Ah couldn't keep it a secret, an I figgered ya'll was the best pony I could tell."
Fluttershy shook her head disapprovingly. "Applejack. You should know better than to dig in other people's possesions. Besides, it isn't that strange, I have one too." Fluttershy pulled out her punch card and showed it to Applejack. She continued speaking "Why, I believe everypony in town has one. Don't you?"
Later that night, Applejack was scarred for life. She was literally the only pony in town who didn't attend this club. Now she was the only blind pony in town.
What's wrong with Applejack?
The End.
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Hit me
Celestia stood by the statue of Discord. This was two days after Luna and Celesita defeated him, and they learned that the Sun and Moon do not change by themselves. Unfortunately, Discord was gone, and the secret to control of the Celestial Orbs were gone with him.
She sighed. There was only one thing left to try.
Luna approached, sensing her sister's intentions. "Are you sure?"
"Yes"
Luna turned to the shrub nearby. She pulled out a lack briefcase. The light of the Sun gleamed off of it, and the clips holding it closed released. The case opened. Inside there were...needles.
Celestia floated one over to her. She held out her arm and stuck the needle into her arm. She winced slightly, then pushed the liquid inside the needle into her veins. She felt her heart pump harder. Her muscles contracted. She felt powerful.
She looked up at the sun. She flew up into the sky. Out past the atmosphere. She grabbed the sun and punched it. The sun shattered into star dust. She had successfully set the sun. she cried out "YEEEAAAH!" and flew back down to the surface.
Luna looked at her quzzically. "You could have just used you magic. Drugs work for that too."
"I know. I did it for dramatic effect."
"Whatever."
Next it was Luna's turn to test her mettle. She pulled out a needle. She held out her arm reluctantly. She inserted the needle into her flesh. Her blood pumped with the sudden rush. She grinned. This was what it felt like to be god!
She looked at the moon with a look of distaste. She wrapped her magic around the sphere and tossed it out of the way. Now the moon was too, gone.
Celestia realized what they had done. "Luna? You realize we've just removed the sun and the moon from view from Equestria?"
"Oh. Illusions?"
"Sounds good."
End
Don't do drugs kids, or else you'll destroy the sun and moon.
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Survivor: Cooking Edition
Survivor: Cooking Edition
Luna opened her eyes. the sun attacked them ferociously. She quickly closed them again and sat up. She tried opening them again successfully. She looked around to find that...she was on a beach. Beside her lay Spike. Standing off in the distance in the ebbing ocean waters was Angel bunny, Fluttershy's pet. Luna heard a moan from her right side. She looked over and saw Pinkie Pie laying there.
"Good, good. You are awake."
The others awoke.
Luna redirected her attention to Angel. Angel handed her, Pinkie, and Spike a pan. Pinkie didn't say a word. Spike looked at the pan eagerly.
"Your challenge for today is...Cook with rum. And you have to find the rum. GO!"
Spike ran off. Pinkie slowly got up, and trotted away. She was missing the bounce in her step. Luna decided that her best chance was to fly. She took off and flew about the island. She could see a stack of crates on the far side of the island as well as an oven. Luna dived for the crates and landed softly, she opened up one and found bottles of rum. She placed her pan on the oven and heard Spike running up behind her.
Angel Bunny was already over here, he had more cooking supplies. Bread and cheese. Luna knew what she had to do. Luna turned on the oven and place her pan. Spike placed his pan soon after. They both emptied a bottle of rum into their pans. Spike was moving much faster than Luna. He grabbed to slices of bread and threw them into the pan. He placed a slice of cheese on one. Luna followed suit.
Pinkie Pie had finally arrived. She slowly placed her pan, then grabbed a bottle of rum. She popped the top and downed it. Pinkie Pie immediately perked up, the rum having a sort of Popeye effect. Spike had finished a marvelous grilled cheese, withe the face of Celestia burned into the bread. Luna finished soon after, barely before Pinkie Pie.
Angel Bunny ate all the sandwiches. He took a moment to decide and finally declared Spike the winner. Luna was promptly eliminated. A boat arrived and took her away. Luna decided she was better off not experiencing another day of that.
The End
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I Always Feel Like Somepony's Watching Me
Fluttershy checked her mailbox like she normally does, at three o' clock sharp. She leafed through a stack of bills and magazines. At the bottom of her pile was an unmarked envelope. Out of curiosity, she opened it. A single page had three big words on it "I'M WATCHING YOU"
Fluttershy squeaked and dove under her table. She peeked out and looked around. Suddenly she didn't feel safe. Even in her own house. Fluttershy climbed out from under the table. She checked outside all her windows. There was nopony.
Fluttershy heard a knock at the door. She opened it cautiously. Nopony was there. She looked down at her doormat. There was Pinkie's alligator, Gummy, sitting there. Fluttershy picked him up. He blinked once.
She figured Pinkie had probably lost him, so she brought him back to Sugarcube Corner. Fluttershy continued her routine day, and then went to bed at sundown.
The next day at three o' clock, Fluttershy checked her mail again. There was another unmarked letter. She opened it and flinched. "YOU SHOULD PUT A WINDOW IN YOUR BATHROOM"
Fluttershy blushed slightly and threw away the note. She was beginning to feel more and more creeped out. She heard another knock. This time at her window. She looked and saw Gummy again. She ignored him this time. Pinkie was probably letting him out for a reason, and wouldn't want somepony to bring him back and mess something up. She concluded that wasn't a very good reason for leaving him there, but she didn't want to bother Pinkie again.
Fluttershy once again went through her routine, but this time, she could see Gummy staring at her. Fluttershy had trouble sleeping that night.
Fluttershy didn't bother looking at her other mail this time. She searched for the blank envelope and tore it open. "YOU'RE CUTE WHEN YOU SLEEP"
Poor Fluttershy wanted to cry. She was so afraid that there was somepony dangerous around that she couldn't help but always look out her windows. The entire day, she saw Gummy there. She ignored him again. She was too busy being terrified.
Trouble sleeping again. Fluttershy considered boarding up her windows.
Fluttershy read the next letter. "I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU TONIGHT"
Fluttershy did indeed cry this time. She whimpered pitifully under her table. "There's some kind of creeper -snif- or, or, a rapist, or something, -snif- and they're gonna get me!"
Fluttershy stayed there pretty much the whole day, crying and worrying. She saw it get dark outside and figured she might as well face her fate. She was saving herself for somepony special too...
Fluttershy opened her bedroom door. There were candles lit and rose petals covered her bed. She carefully entered the room. Gummy was sitting there on her bed. She suddenly felt extremely silly. "Oh Gummy, you scared the life out of me. Hang on and I'll take you back to Pinkie Pie."
Gummy made a croaking noise. Fluttershy looked back at him and he pounced on top of her.
"NOOOOOOO! PLEASE NO! AHHHHHHHHH!"
The End
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Rarity Spills Soup on Her Dress
On another date. Rarity sat late at night, looking into the eyes of an enchanting stallion from across a dinner table. A single candle lit his face like the sun. Rarity has become infatuated, as she often does. The moody atmosphere of the restaurant really lets her emotions flow. Blue carpets, blue tablecloths, and wide windows. Candles offer the only lighting, one sits on each table.
Rarity had worn her best dress. A white, silken dress with a long tail. She wore this only on special occasions, and she felt like tonight was special enough
The stallion was watching out for the waiter, but before he could ask how much longer the food would take, the waiter brought the first course, soup, to the table. Rarity picked up her spoon, still looking over at the stallion, and dipped it into the hot liquid. She can't recall what kind of soup she ordered, but she didn't care, she just wanted to be here with him.
She let the spoon grace her lip, then sipped daintily on the soup. Cream of tomato. It's her favorite, how could she have forgotten. Oh that's right, she's entranced by this stallion. She dips the spoon again, allowing a little less soup into it. It was a bit hot, and she didn't want to burn her tongue.
Rarity took another sip of the soup, it was very nice. Mood music began playing. Something faint, like a moth in the night. It was a sort of duet, a cello and a trumpet. An interesting combination, but sounded lovely. The cello reminded Rarity of herself smooth and soft, but still strong. The trumpet was like this stallion, majestic, powerful, and beautiful.
Rarity listened for a while, eating her soup, and gazing upon the stallion. The soup had cooled to an appropriate temperature. Rarity was able to eat bigger spoonfuls without burning her tongue. Rarity went to rest one of her fore legs on the table. She quickly stopped herself, she almost knocked the soup bowl over. Thank goodness she was careful enough to avoid doing so.
Rarity was a little tired, it was late and she didn't get much sleep last night, since she was up all night, working on dresses. She yawned a bit, then stretched out her forelegs. She felt her hoof touch a tray and it tipped onto her lap. She cried out as the hot soup spilled onto her dress
"SHIT! OW! OH THAT BURNS!"
The eyes of everypony in the restaurant were on her now. Time to go.
Author's Note
Thanks to Princessofthenight for the idea
