Time Scored, Divided, Plus More

by Timesmashaperil

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Adventure, Human
Length: 373

I'm just a guy obsessed with time travel and whatnot. Ponies? Yeah, I watched that stuff once. But not too much. Anyways, I'm done her- OH MY GOD WHY IS THERE AN HOURGLASS ON MY BUTT

I'm just a average guy, but now my life is being turned upside down! Waking up with a tattoo on your butt is quite weird. Come to think of it, it reminds me of this show I used to watch a bit of, My Little Pony or whatever. My friends are going through this weird transition as well! It seems like butt tattoos are just the beginning of our troubles.

An expansion of the 'Five Score, Divided by Four' universe. For those wondering why this is an M-Rated fic, it's because of lots of swearing, and, erm, 'descriptive' transformations. No clop though, so if you're not into that, you're safe.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-10-08 21:26:36 UTC

Princesses are Not Meant For Volcanoes

May 1, 2020

Interlochen, MI

"And I shall rule forever! Nothing is left to stop me now!" Discord shouts.

Credits roll.

~~~

"Bullshit!" Liam shouts.

Oh wait, fuck. I almost forgot to introduce these guys.

The guy who just spoke is Liam. He's probably one of my best friends. How to describe him? He's kinda crazy, to be honest. Obsessed with the craziest of bullshit this world has to offer. His interests include explosions, chaos, that Q character for Star Trek, and as being demonstrated right now, My Little Pony.

Today is his 20th birthday party, so I'm basically obligated to watch this schlock. I don't mind, of course. Despite the fact that the show was only three seasons, and the quality was been on the decline since the very first episode. It has been awarded as the biggest flop of the decade.

Yeah.

That fuckin' bad.

Anyways, you guys are probably fed up with all of this exposition by now. Back to what's happening right now. Uh, where was I? Oh yeah.

"Bullshit!" Liam shouts, while the credits roll.

"What is it now!?" Hunter replies, sinking even further into the couch. "Are you going to put on the ending of this shit again? Please say no. Please. I'm about to die from all this fucking pony bullshit."

That's Hunter. He's a pretty good friend of mine as well. However, he's somewhat depressing, though I think it's just an act. He doesn't like to put up with all of the bullshit that Liam and I do. Together, we're like crazy bash bros, masters of insanity and assorted shenanigans. And Hunter really hates this. We're still waiting for Eric, Anthony, and Jonathan. They're a few more of my friends, just a little late to Liam's party. We're all turning 20 today, so there's gonna be a big party extravaganza! As I said before, right now is when Liam gets to choose the festivities, hence, ponies. Hopefully, the others will be here soon, since-

"Hey, toothpaste brain!" Liam says. "You okay over there? You're kinda spacing out."

"Hm?" I respond, my pointless inner exposition interrupted. "What? Nah, I'm cool. What were you talking about with that ending, though?"