You awake softly, rolling over on your bed whilst clucking your tongue inside your mouth. The warmth of Celestia's sun through your bedroom window prickles the fur on the back of your neck as you stretch out comfortably.

With a content sigh, you smile inwardly. 'Today is going to be great,' you tell yourself, a gun instinct telling you everything is going to go according to plan and that you'll have nothing to worry about... nothing at all...

You gently kick off your blanket and hop down onto the hardwood floor of your room, moseying from one end to the other. Beside your bedroom door is your calendar. You smile gently before looking directly at it.

'Sunday,' you think to yourself casually. 'Nothing but videogames and...' your thoughts trail off as you look at the calendar. 'And...' The past days of the month have been crossed out and the current day is circled several times with red marker. 'And...' There's a note written on today, circled and highlighted in big red font. 'MOTHER'S DAY, DON'T FORGET!!!'

“MOOOOOOOOOOM!” You scream at the top of your lungs as you burst through your bedroom door. Of course! Of course you left it to the last minute. How foolish of you. Your body twists and tilts as you scamper down the hallway in a top speed scurry.

“Yes Butto-” your mother doesn't even get to finish as you slide into the kitchen, scampering up to her.

“I-i-i-it's MOTHER'S DAY!” you blurt out in a panic, your mother blinking rather blankly before she finally nods.

“Well, yes, it is. I was just making pan-” You don't let her finish as you scamper back upstairs in a literal blur. Nearly leaping into the shower, you quickly wash yourself off, the water not having time to warm up and giving you a slight chill.

It's only moments however before you're hopping out of the shower and scrambling for your tooth brush, taking a mouthful of toothpaste and scrubbing your teeth as quickly as you can. 'FoolfoolfoolfoolFOOL!' You quietly berate yourself. How could you have left Mother's day to the last minute.

Your mom, of all ponies, should take top priority yet instead you spent the last few days playing video games in your spare time. Spitting out the toothpaste and simply dumping the brush in the sink, you take off back down the stairs.

“Cakes-” your mother finishes her previous sentence just as you give her a peck on the cheek.

“LoveYouMom,Bye,” you blurt out on your way out the door, leaving your mom with a blank expression.

“Have... fun?” she asks unsurely...

You're a mere blur of motion as you zoom down the street, trying to think of something to get her. You curse yourself for having not thought of something earlier but luckily you've been saving your allowance for this day so you should be able to get your mother 'something'.

You stop at an intersection in the small town, jogging on the spot as you look around frantically. Of course you had to sleep in as well, burning up precious hours. “WhatamIgoingtodoWhatamIgoingtodoWhatamIgoingtodo?!” You panic nervously.

You see a fellow classmate from school trotting down the street with his mother, the mare nibbling on some chocolates from a box with a ribbon tie. “THAT'S IT!” you announce, knowing exactly what you're going to do. An imagination comes to mind as you picture it all unfolding before you...

You'd get the biggest, bestest box of chocolates or pastries and give it to your mom. She'd in turn hug you and give you a big smooch, telling you it's the best Mother's Day gift she's ever gotten...

You scamper over to Sugarcube Corner and right to the front door but instead of bursting into the establishment, you just slam into it and stagger back from the abrupt stop. Shaking off your daze, you look to the sign.

'Closed for Mother's Day'. Your jaw drops. Of course they were closed. That sign was up all week. You bang your forehead against the door several times, the sound mimicking that of a woodpecker and drawing the attention of nearby pedestrians.

You begin to zip around town again in wonder. “Why didn't I do this earlier?!” you scold yourself in frustration. Coming to an abrupt halt in the same intersection from before, you begin jogging on the spot, pondering the thought of what you were going to do.

You see yet another classmate with their mother, this time the mother has a beautiful bouquet of flowers. “THAT'S IT!” you announce, brainstorming another idea...

You'd go to the local flower shop, get the biggest, prettiest, bestest thingy of flowers and bring them home to surprise your mother. Seeing the flowers, she nearly breaks down in tears and swoops you off your hooves and gives you a big, wet kiss, telling you it's the best Mother's Day present ever...

You burst into the flower shop. “I NEED SOME...” you trail off as you look around at the emptiness and the store clerk looks to you.

“Sorry kid. We have to close for the day. Just sold out,” he informs you as you look out the door and see Diamond Tiara trotting away with her mother. Shoot... there's no way you'd be able to make a deal with her to split them either...

Your head hangs low as you walk solemnly down the street, a guilt ridden feeling of failure twisting your insides and making you feel like the absolute worst son ever. It might as well be raining...

KRCK-BOOM!

Your body jumps in fright as the thunder goes off. As if on que, large, dark, storm clouds form overhead and start pouring down rain. 'That's right... it was supposed to rain today at noon...' you remind yourself mentally as you slowly walk down the street, fur sagging low and dripping water. A blue flash brightens the now dark world, a bolt of lightning striking down in the far out distance...

You keep walking down the streets, the 'clip-clop' of your hooves now accompanied by the sound of rain splashing down. The single intersection light that hangs in the middle of the street starts to only shows yellow and begins to blink in slow rhythm. The signs of stores begin flipping from 'Open' to 'Closed' as you walk by with you head hung low.

Almost as though for dramatic effect, a flash of lightning sparks in the distance, the thunder booming just seconds after and casting your shadow across the ground. You see your reflection in one of the puddles and you make sure to splash it. You've failed...

As you walk along the lonesome streets that were, just minutes ago, bustling, you catch glance of a neon glow.

Looking over, you spot one of the few remaining stores that are open, the big glowing 'Open' sign confirming it. You blink blankly and brush your wet mane to the side of your face as you approach the gaming store, bright, glowing neon lights advertising several different game companies.

Something catches your eye though, something that reminds you of your mother. A big sign reads 'Pretendo!' beneath it reading the details that the store was selling a classic, pristine, in the original factory box, Pretendo with two controllers, Ultra Ponio Bros. and classic Ponymon.

Your eyes light up as you realize that this was the... no, THE, gift you were going to get your mother. She was always talking about playing these classic games when she was young. You could see it all now...

You'd come home triumphant from you adventure across the land, at your side the relic you have fought for so courageously. Stepping into your home you haven't seen for ages, you present to your mother the gift of gifts, the holy relic of video games.

Your mother's eyes go wide as saucers as she squeals with excitement, nearly jumping on you as she plants several kisses on your face-

Your daydream is blown away as another crack of thunder jolts you back into reality and then the worst possible thing hits you like a sledgehammer. You notice the price tag. 'Only 299!'.

Your head presses against the window as you let out a defeated sigh. “Uhhhh nooooo...” you sigh, a tear coming to your eye.

“Ahhhh, yesssssss!...” moans a voice from beside you, jolting you up as you jump back. You look to see what appears to be an English Rough Collie rubbing her behind against the window.

“UGH!” you gasp in shock, the dog looking to you and jumping with a yelp.

“WOAH! Sorry, didn't see you there kid,” she apologizes and you nearly faint.

“Y-y-yo-you c-can t-t-ta-talk!” you stutter in astonishment, the dog groaning as she puts one of her front paws over her eyes.

“Yes... I can talk... by goddess, haven't any of you ponies ever met a diamond dog before?” she asked in a mildly annoyed voice.

“B-b-but i-i-it's d-d-different!” you stutter out, still in complete shock that you found, probably, the first ever talking dog in Equestria.

“Ugh... why do I even... yes. I, a dog, can talk. In a world of magic and talking ponies, it's baffling I know,” she mentions before looking back to the store. “Whatcha doing anyway?” she asks and you snap back into the mindset you had previously and dip your head.

“Trying to get a mother's day gift,” you answer, the dog chuckling.

“Oooh, tough break...” she trails off and looks to the big sign. “WOAH! NO WAY! PONYMON WAS AWESOME! LIKE, ALMOST AS AWESOME AS...” she trails off and looks back to you, noticing your gloomy look. “Hmm...” she hums to herself, followed by another flash of lightning.

“Well... I guess I-” you begin but the dog puts a paw on your shoulder.

“Hey kid. Ever think of getting your mom one of these? She's probably into that nostalgic stuff,” she notes and you dip your head.

“I only have a hundred bits,” you answer honestly, which kind of hurts to say. The dog rubs her chin as you go to leave but puts her paw on your shoulder and keeps you there.

“Tell you what kid... come with me,” she tells you and leads you through the town and over to the arcade. “If you can beat me at a game, I'll give you the money you need.”

“But what if I loose?” you ask worriedly, not wanting to gamble what money you did have.

“Then you don't get the money, tough break,” she answers.

“Y-you won't... won't take my money?” you ask stammeringly. The dog shakes her head.

“Nah, why would I need your money? I got enough of my own. Now come on, the game is just over here,” she tells you, leading you over to a two player arcade game labeled 'Pony Fighter II'

You blink as the dog flips two coins into the air and flicks them with mind blowing accuracy right into the coin slot. “Think you got what it takes kid?” she asked, the game screen prompting you to choose a character.

The two of you step up to the machine and you scroll through the characters and choose a bulky looking stallion character who is only dressed in a red banana hammock with matching boots. He also has a large tuff of fur on his chest that is colored differently than the rest of his fur.

The dog beside you scrolls and chooses a female character, snickering to herself. “I like her. She's got big tits,” she comments, yourself raising a brow to her comment.

“Huh?” you ask, the dog going pale faced as she looks to you and chuckles.

“Big... uhh, nevermind, look! FIGHT!” she tries to distract you from her lewd comment as she matches the voice of the game announcer who declares it's time to fight. The game starts and the two of you begin battle, each shining in your own moments but the dog quickly getting the upper hoof in the battle, knowing secret moves you were previously unaware of and taking full advantage of her character's move set.

You bit your lip then notice from the corner of your eye that this dog is only playing with one paw, the other paw reached down between her-

You're attention is brought back to the game as the entire machine shakes a bit, the dog having performed some super combo move. Lightning shimmers in the background as she batters your character with a whirlwind of kicks and punches, bringing your character down to his last shred of life.

You swallow hard, knowing this is your only chance to get your mom a present. A million thoughts zip through your mind as you begin to sweat and move your character, mashing the buttons feverishly as you begin to panic.

The dog's character stops for a moment and you're not sure for what but you take a gamble and lunge at her, tapping your A and B buttons as you hammer your opponent with great ferocity. In a last ditch effort, you punch in a button combination and your character grabs hold of your enemy, leaping into the air then twirling down in a piledriver technique, creating a blurring effect as you smash the female fighter into the ground which depletes the rest of her health.

'K.O.!' the game announces, the dog beside you panting and huffing as she steps back.

“A kid... I was... beaten by... a kid...” she pants before looking to you. You're about to cheer in victory before you think back on the end battle. She was absolutely dominating you, with nearly half her health left and you with nearly none. She should have easily beaten you...

“You let me win, didn't you?” you ask in realization and she shrugs.

“Meh, what can you do?” she asks as she kneels down to come face to face with you. “Kid, I envy you for what you have and I'd give anything to have it again-” you cut her off with a tight hug, the dog shocked at first but then quickly embracing into your hug.

“Thank you Miss, thank you so much!” you give her your thanks and the dog shrugs.

“No problem. And the name's Lassie, by the way. Now go get your mom that present,” she tells you as she hands over a pouch of bits. You take it with a nod and quickly race over to the game store.

Rushing in, you nearly jump onto the cashier desk and slam down the bag of bits. “GET ME THAT PRETENDO!” you tell the cashier who blinks in shock then breaks out of his daze and grabs you your mother's gift.

Your heart thumps in your chest. This is so great... it's like everything is coming together so perfectly!

The cashier bags up your gift and you take off back home in the pouring rain. Hurrying into the house you consider your home, you shake off like a dog and look around frantically. “Mom! Mom, I did it! I got you a... Mom?” you ask, noticing how everything is still and silent. She was making pancakes earlier but maybe she stopped when you took of.

“Mom?” you call out then pick up on the sound of squeaking from upstairs. “Mum?” you call out but don't get an answer. Trotting up the stairs with your gift in tow, you follow the sounds of the squeaking, which is soon accompanied by moaning.

“Uhh... mom, are you alright?” you ask aloud but don't get an answer. Her room door is open just slightly and the lights are flicked off. 'What if she's in trouble?!' you think to yourself and quickly burst into the room.

Your sudden entrance is accompanied by a shocked scream from you mother, followed by the 'Oomph!' of the figure on top of her who is brushed to the side as she tries to cover herself up.

“BUTTONS!” she gasps, as the...

“LASSIE?!” you gasp, noticing that the figure is your friend from the arcade.

“Hey, what's going on kid?” she asks before pausing for a moment. “WOAH! THIS... SHE, is your mom?!” Lassie asks as she looks to your mom. “I TOTALLY envy you,” she says as she starts pawing at her...

Ewww...

It snaps in your mind. That's what she was doing earlier. Pushing her butt up against the window, pawing herself at the arcade. She was masturbating the whole time. You're not sure how you feel about this and blink as you look to your mom who is breathing heavily.

You already suspect what had been happening but the words start to slip out of your mouth as your erection starts to emerge from your sheath. “M-mooom... what were you doing?” you ask.

“I... well, we... uhh... well, my friend came over and we were-” she was cut off by a lewd noise which catches your attention. You see Lassie making a scissoring motion with her front paws which earns her a smack from your mother.

Lassie's actions, however lewd they may be, gets your erection twitching which is now in plain view. “So... Buttons,” your mother begins. “How was your day?” she asks. You go to answer then notice both of them looking down to your erect member. Before you can say anything, Lassie rolls over on top of your mother again and looks back to you over her shoulder.

“Hey, kid, I got an idea... remember how you said you needed to get your mom a gift? Why not give her the best gift of all. Or maybe, you can pay me back for helping you out earlier?”

What do you do?

You could Give your mother a very special gift. It is Mother's Day afterall and you do love her very, very much. Besides, sex with a dog? Eww, totally gross, right?...

Or, you could Give that dog a bone, since she did essentially give you the money for your mother's gift and you kinda owe her one. Besides, she's totally in heat and having sex with your mother would be incest and that's just wrong, right?...

Or, finally, you could Take the Nope Train to FuckThatShitville, because both of those options are totally wrong and disgusting...

The choice is your Button Mash, what will you do?...

Author's Note

So to anyone who was wondering, Lassie is an OC character from another story I wrote who was originally a non-speaking pet of the main character who took the spotlight and kinda became one of the best characters of the story... and yes, she can talk, who knew right?...