Stalker dearest

by Blue Devil

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Alternate Universe, Anthro, Romance
Length: 2004

After recieving a threating love letter Duskshine begins a investigation on who his potential stalker could be.

After recieving a threating love letter Duskshine begins a investigation on who his potential stalker could be. The only problem is that judging by the letter that was sent the stalker could only be one of his closest female friends.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-01 01:30:02 UTC

Chapter 1 The letter

"Hello? Hello?!? Please tell me somepony can hear me!"

"I can hear you!"

"Derpy!?! Oh thank Celestia! Please, send help!"

"Sure thing Dusky, but wait. How did you get down there in the first place, ya silly goose?"

"To be frank I barely understand myself. I had no idea all this could happen. Did I let this happen to me? No, of course not. I tried to prevent it. (sigh) Anyway, It all began during a late afternoon....."

[Flashback]

I was sitting in my work study enjoying another one of Daring' Do's eye catching novel series while having some hazelnut tea and a plate of chocolate chip cookies when the door suddenly swung open letting a very drunk Spike who had just returned from another one of Vinyl Scratch's weekly Mid-day party bash with his T-shirt half torn and his jacket covered with mud stains.

"H-Hey Dusk, how the *hic* are ya?"

"I'm doing just fine Spike, just catching up on some reading is all. But the real question is how are you feeling?"

"I'm doing *hic* awesome. Vinyl really do know how to throw a party, sucks Rarity wasn't there. I was definitely to tap some of that, if ya know what I mean. HA!"

"Oh believe me, I know what you mean. And frankly I'm a bit disgusted."

"Oh get off your high horse already, prince Duskshine. Why are you so uptight all the time? Your turning 21 next week and you not getting any younger, why don't you live a little for one in your life?"

"You do realize I'm practically immortal now right?"

"All the more reason to party, HA HA!"

Despite his drunken words they couldn't be too far from the truth, I was turning a solid 21 in a few days and everypony knows for a fact that 21 is the magic number for bachelor stallions. Especially if that specific stallion has a whole collection of female acquaintances that are always trying to his pants down when he's not looking.

"I mean it's kinda unfair really." Spike continued.

"What is?"

"That you pretty much have a whole list of mares wrapped around your finger yet you shy away from them when they give you the slightest cue to fuck 'em, what the hell man?"

Dusk only sighed deeply, he knew for a fact Spike would normally never speak with such words and judging by how he was talking tonight it was quite clear that he took part in a few pints worth. In fact ever since he hit his twenties he has been partying like the world was going to end soon, not to mention bringing a couple drunk mares of his own back to the castle for some R/R if you understand what he meant.

"I mean come on, admit you want to fuck at least one of them right?"

"Wh-What!?! Of course not!"

"Really? Not even Rarity?"

"No."

"Applejack?"

"Nope."

"Rainbow."

"Uh-uh."

"Damn it, not even Celestia?"

"N-Well..."

Dusk's mind began to travel off to his locked away memories of him walking behind the extremely beautiful and must sought after mare in equestrian, those silky smooth white perfectly giant round asscheeks bobbing up and down with every step as she swayed her beyond foal-bearing hips side to side. And the way she smiled at him practically brighten up his whole day without even trying. His face began to grow red with temptation but quickly pulled himself back to reality.

"NO! NO! A million times no!"

"Geez man, has it been that long since you rammed a mare that you lost the drive to do it? Now that's what I call a hopeless case."

"Oh shut up."

"Ha ha ha.....oh? Ohhhhhhhhhhh......." Spike groaned.

"Spike?!? Spike what's wrong?" Dusk said rushing over to his assistant.

"My..... stomach..... hurts......baaaaaaaaaaad."

"I told you all that drinking will bit you in the ass. Come on, lets take you to the hospital."

"I-I don't to go *hic* to the hos-*hic*-pital. I'm perfectly fine, I just need to-uh oh."

Spike immediately vomited a flood of foul smelling food and bile that splashed all over the freshly cleaned carpet...oh and Duskshine as well.

"Now I feel *hic* better now."

"Well that's good at least." Dusk sighed.

With a glow of his horn a plain white towel appeared and wiped his body clean before disappearing in a flash.

"Hey what's that?" Spike said pointing at his own pool of vomit.

"That? That's a half eaten hay burger." Dusk deadpanned.

"Not that. I'm talking about this."

Spike pulled out a scroll from the vomit and wiped it clean with his already dirty jacket sleeve.

"It's a letter....and it's for you."

"What does it say?"

"One sec."

Spike looked over the letter, his eye grew wide and his jaw dropped to the floor as he reached the end of the page.

"I think you should take a look at this Dusk."

The purple stallion took the letter and began to read it aloud:

To my dearest Duskshine,

Oh how do I love thee, for so long I have admired you that despite being so close to you I feel that we are still distant from each other as Juliet is from her beloved Romeo. I have loved thee since I first laid eyes on you as you slowly became the beloved true savior of the equestrian nation with your magical prowess defeating powerful enemies one by one. I admire the way your mane matches the color of the dark afternoon especially when you sweat after working so hard, the way your sweat glistens off you scream of the perfect stallion. I lay awake at night wondering how your smooth lavender coat would feel brushing up against mine, and how I do imagine us dancing in a ball room as the crowd looked at us with all. But such a suit could never keep in the chained warrior inside as your quick thinking and magical strength surpassing powerful members of the royal guards which have dazzled me more than on one occasion. How I adore your sparkling smile as you laugh as I make a fool of myself and how you reassure everypony with sheer confidence. And frankly I am quite amazed how you managed to grow accustomed to your wings in such a short time frame, I hope our children grow up to be as strong as you.

Oh no, here I go again talking about my fantasies aloud. Well, I guess it can't be helped for I truly do feel safe when I talk to you. Yet, so far you show no signs of returning the same feelings to me. Am I doing something wrong? Maybe I'm not trying hard enough is all. Nowadays my dreams grow violent as I imagine myself holding you against your will while smothering you with my warm body, I can already hear myself screaming your name as I force you to ravage my insides without a shred of mercy. And in month's time I fulfill my greatest dream by becoming a mother giving birth to a beautiful foal which soon after I force you to give me another one after another. How that fantasy sends several shocks up my spine. So my mind is set, I will make you mine either willingly....or by force. Prepare yourself for I will stop at nothing until you and your tasty seed is inside me.

Love, your special somepony.

Duskshine dropped the letter on the ground with sheer ungodly shock, his mind was blank and he couldn't even project a single sentence on the matter. As for his assistant Spike he was rolling on the floor laughing at this misfortune.

"OHMYGODTHISISFUCKINGHILARIOUS! JUSTLOOKATYOURFACE! LOOKATYOURFACE!"

"Spike, tell me this is just a prank. Please."

Spike immediately stopped laughing and looked up at his friend.

"Well, if I do then I would be lying wouldn't I? I mean, just look at it. This is a genuine psycho bitch of the highest degree!"

Spike began laughing all over again, Dusk could only stay silent as he tries to comprehend what he just read."

I don't believe this, I'm actually going to get raped. Don't that stuff only happen in prison!?!?"

"Hmm, does it really count as rape if it's a girl?"

"Sp-Spike!"

"What? That's a good question."

"Spike, this.....is....serious. My life, and more importantly my virginity, is on the line here! I mean, there is no name on the bottom so we don't even know who it could be."

"Better not hope it's a dude. HA!"

"I'm resisting the urge to hurt you right now."

"Okay, okay. Sheesh. (sigh) Look, we'll break down the letter and try to find some clues on who this crazy bitch is. How's that?"

"I suppose."

"Good. Now, hand me the letter."

Dusk did so, Spike laid the page on the wooden desk and pulled out a red marker. He underlined a few sentences that could help figure out the identity.

"The suspense is killing me Spike."

"Don't piss your pants, alright? Annnnnnnd there."

"You figured it out?"

"No but I did put together a guideline."

"What do you mean?"

"It's simple, look. We use each of the underlined phrases and compare them to the mares around Ponyville to see if we have a match."

"I see! Wow Spike, how did you know to do that?"

"I've been watching a few detective movies in my time."

"Okay let's see. I have admired you that despite being so close to you I feel that we are still distant from each other?"

"That means it's a pony we know."

"Okay. When you sweat after working so hard, the way your sweat glistens off you scream of the perfect stallion?"

"The only time I've seen you sweat nowadays is when you're helping Applejack at the farm."

"Applejack?!? Seriously?"

"Slight chance, but read on."

Dusk gulped before continuing.

"How I do imagine us dancing in a ball room as the crowd looked at us with all. Well....that sounds like Rarity, right?"

"Could be. Continue."

"Magical strength surpassing powerful members of the royal guards which have dazzled me more than on one occasion. Well that could be either Celestia, Luna, and maybe Trixie."

"Maybe not Trixie, I would've figured hmmm..... Cadence instead."

"My sister in law!?!? Are you insane!?!"

"No, but I am drunk HA!"

"Spike!"

"Just keep on reading man."

"How I adore your sparkling smile as you laugh as I make a fool of myself and how you reassure everypony with sheer confidence?"

"Pinkie pie obviously. And with confidence, hmmm possibly Fluttershy."

Dusk's face grew red at the name of Fluttershy, that shy yellow pony would just barely make a move on a stallion like me let alone stalk me.

"Hey, they say the quieter ones snapped the loudest....not to mention the freakiest in bed."

Duskshine's blush grew deeper.

"L-Let's continue. I am quite amazed how you managed to grow accustomed to your wings in such a short time frame."

"Rainbow was really happy when you first got your wings."

"Yea but, hmmm."

"And that's it. So let's recap our suspects: Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie pie, Fluttershy, Rainbowdash, Celestia, Luna, and Cadence."

"Minus Cadence."

"Phfft. Whatever dude, I'm not the one getting raped."

"Don't remind me. (sigh) We just need to find out who it is and talk to them....calmly."

"Sounds like a plan, but we should do it tomorrow. I'm ready to hit the hay about now."

That night Duskshine laid in his bed with his opened wide wondering who this stalker could be and if she happens to sneak in and rape him in his sleep. Suddenly he heard a couple of footsteps outside his door, he grew tense as the footsteps grew closer and closer until-

"Ow! Son of a-I stubbed my toe again. Anyway, goodnight Dusk."

Dusk shook his head and laughed.

"Goodnight Spike." He called back.

"Good night, my prince charming." A hooded female figure whispered in the distance outside his window before disappearing into the night.