This was it. The end of the journey for this little battery. He could see the light, he could feel the glow wash over him. He said a quick prayer to the God of batteries, the Duracell Bunny, and let death take him.
Peace...
He felt peace at last...
He hadn't felt this good since that time he powered the Dali Llamas vibrating dildo.
Soon it would be over, and he'd meet his Lord Duracell and then he'd have all the battery hookers he could ever dream of in heaven. He especially couldn't wait for some of that squishy A sized ass.
But with a thud, he found his dreams come to an abrupt halt as he found himself in a grassy field. This certainly wasn't heaven, he could smell the difference using his super battery nostrils.
He heaved out a sigh, or he would have if it weren't for the fact that the life of a battery was one of constant torture and pain. He'd never find true love, he'd never make friends, he'd never bang his husbando. The thought of his husbando Alessandro Volta made him jizz battery acid.
Was this it? Was his fate to be forced to lay down in a grassy field until somebody threw him away? Apparently, he wouldn't have to wait too long, for in the distance a pink horse hopped merrily through the grassy fields. Now was his chance to end it, mustering all of his energy, he beamed a telekinetic message to the horse.
"HEY LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE MEETING MY GOD HERR BUNNY. HURRY THE FUCK UP AND END MY PATHETIC EXISTANCE. k?" Said a bizarre voice in Pinkie's head. She looked around, trying to find the source of the noise, to no avail.
"YOU CAN'T FUCKING TELL THE VOICE IS INSIDE YOUR HEAD? WHAT KIND OF FUCKING BEYBLADE MASTER DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? HURRY UP AND FIND ME, I NEED TO TELL YOU SOME REAL ASS SHIT." The voice said, sounding enraged. Pinkie reached a hoof ten feet deep into her ass and pulled out a metal detector.
"Don't worry mister battery! I'll find you!" She said, beginning to comb the field with her metal detector.
"AWW HELL NO, WHAT YOU GOT, SOME GAY ASS SORCERY? HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW I WAS A BATTERY?" Pinkie didn't respond, instead continuing to search the field.
