The C̸̞̙̭̽̌̀̈́̽̕̕ȗ̵̧̨̢̻̩̞̘͙̉̋̊͂͘ŕ̷͖̦̍͝s̵̫̪̋̍͂̆̆͆̄é̶̡̧̺͖d̸͎͒̒̿̈̀ Apocalypse

I laid back on my hospital bed. I woulda thought I’d be conked out by now, but… I don’t know. Maybe I was stressed? A LOT of shit had happened today. I tilted my head slightly to gaze out the window of my room. Outside was growing darker now as Celestia’s sun set.

So… what happened between this chapter and last?

Sigh.

I fell through the floor again.

Actually, it was kinda funny. That time, I took Twi with me! Unfortunately, Redheart fell too. After all three of us splatted on the first floor, we shook it off, and Twi and I got to pestering the hell out of Redheart. I mean, I hugged her before all that, since I was immensely happy to see that she was okay, but still… once our little reunion was over, we (mostly Twi) pelted her with questions about what had happened.

She described the attack in a bit more detail than Flitter had. The boys had come in and apparently argued with ponies in the lobby before gunshots went off. We asked her where the bodies were, but she stated that the boys had fucked off before any real killings could take place.

She’d rushed downstairs with Lyra, only to see the boys pop off some rounds beside them before taking off. Sounds like they weren’t even really trying to kill them. Regardless, Lyra joined some other ponies to chase them down. Redheart returned upstairs to find the Cutie Mark Crusaders, which she had left in a room with Cloud. However, they weren’t in there.

To add to the chaos happening that night, she was ambushed by Fluttershy. To get away from her, she ran into the room with the dresser in it. Unfortunately, Fluttershy managed to bust the door down, so she fought back until getting backed into the dresser we’d found her inside of. She’d heard Fluttershy squeeze her way behind the dresser for some reason, and before she knew it, Fluttershy knocked it over.

Fluttershy eventually lost interest later that day, and Redheart had vaguely heard her fall through the floor. That was where the hole had come from. I guess Fluttershy had made her way back upstairs to come after her, but got lost or something. Regardless, poor Redheart had been stuck in that dresser since the night the boys attacked. She realized on day one that she wasn’t able to break her way out at all.

I’m so glad we found her. I’d helped her grab a bite to eat in the lobby and sat with her for some time while the others finished clearing the hospital and came up with a plan. For now, we would spend the night in the hospital. Come tomorrow, they weren’t sure yet. The princesses would eventually figure out something. I’m just glad I got a room to myself for the night.

The others had discovered that the other side of the hospital was truly untouched by the fire. A few bullet holes were visible here and there, but this side of the hospital was almost completely normal compared to the charred-up lobby and opposite side I helped explore. Since most of the ponies we’d left here took off that night and had yet to return, there were enough rooms to split between all of us.

As I was gazing out the window, there was a knock at my door. I wondered if it was Twi coming to get me to let me know-

Creak.

I’mma ask Celestia for a damn WD-40, I swea-

…

Damn. It’s Jen. She peeked her head inside and smiled before slipping in and shutting the door.

God damn it. Fucking trespasser. Maybe I should call for Twi or something.

“Hey, D’mitry.”

As she walked up to my bedside, I could see a piece of gauze taped to her… um… elbow pit? You know, the place on the opposite side of your elbow. The place doctors usually take blood-

…

Oh. She gave blood already? So much had happened today that Twi and the others hadn’t even brought up my blood transfusion since we got here. I was thinking Celestia would walk in and ask me whether or not I wanted to take them up on that deal, but now it looks like it was already settled.

“What the fuck?” I scoffed, “I didn’t even get a say! I mean… I was probably gonna say yes, but I don’t feel like giving you a damn massage right now.”

“It’s alright,” she said, stepping up to my bedside.

“What?”

“You don’t have to give me one if you don’t want to.”

“Oh…”

Before I could say anything more, she sat down beside me, pushing her hips back close to my side. I wanted to retaliate and push her off, but after everything that happened today and falling through the floor four times over… yeah, I was getting tired.

“What do you want?” I hissed.

“I just came to tell you that Snow and Redheart are working on my blood right now. Apparently, they gotta run it through a few tests before they can give it to you. They said it’ll be ready in about an hour.”

“Okay… thanks…”

She smiled, attempting to blast holes in my eyes with her sparkly, ocean-colo-

Dude, you are totally hypnotized by those eyes of hers.

I AM NOT!

Then why do you keep describing them as ‘sparkly’ and ‘ocean-colored’?

I don’t know!! I guess blue just sounds kinda boring to me. Fuck off.

I ignored the Author’s chuckling as I returned her gaze.

“So, is that all? You’re free to leave.”

She didn’t leave. Instead, she sighed.

“D’mitry… I just wanna say that I’m sorry.”

“Okay, good. Now admit it by leaving.”

“Are you even gonna ask what I’m apologizing for?”

“No. I don’t care.”

She shook her head defeatedly. I was trying to be as combatish and standoffish as possible so she’d leave me alone, but it wasn’t working. To make matters worse, the door squeaked open again. Both Jen and I glanced at it to see Abby slip in as well.

Son of a bitch.

Bro, you must be gay or something. Two smoking hot girls enter your room at sunset and you’re mad? Lmao.

It’s not like that! Shut the fuck up already!

Abby partially shut the door to a crack before stepping forward a few paces. She looked a lot less eager to be in my room. She also glared at me briefly before meeting eyes with Jen.

“Hey… Twilight said she needs to talk with you, as soon as you can,” she told her.

“Oh, okay. Can you tell her I’ll be right there?”

“Sure,” she replied, starting to walk back to the door. Of course, knowing my luck, she paused when she caught me glaring back at her. She wasn’t happy with this, so she turned back to look at Jen again.

“I still don’t know why you volunteered to give this asshole blood,” she hissed.

Jen looked like she was about to comment, but I commented first.

“It’s just fucking blood. Damn.”

This set Abby into an absolute fury. Her brown eyes damn near lit up on fire as she glared at me. Before I knew it, my room was flooded with sound pollution from her annoying, higher-pitched voice.

“FUCK YOU!!”

“Abby! Please-” Jen started.

“NO!” Abby hollered. The furious midget speed-walked to the other side of my bed, her eyes still burning into me. “YOU UNGRATEFUL SACK OF SHIT!”

I sat up, afraid this crazy bitch was about to start throwing fists at me. Apparently she just wanted to bombard me with earrape, though. Jen stood up off the bed and started rounding it to grab her. I threw one hand up in case the midget changed her mind and started swinging.

“Chill!” I pleaded.

“NO!! She’s done nothing but HELP your sorry ass! And you return the favor like THIS?! FUCK YOU!! You sack of SHIT!! Ever since she laid eyes on you, she felt bad! Even before the princesses let us join you! She’s saved your ass over and over again, and you still go out of your way to treat her like THIS?! You should be fucking SHOWERING her with affection, you worthless SHIT! She saved your ass back at Canterlot, she saved your ass at the train station, she saved your ass here, in more ways than one!If it weren’t for her, you’d be fucking DEAD!!!”

She wasn’t backing off, so I scooted over in the bed. Jen had gotten behind her now and was trying to pull her away, but she was furious. Once again, the door squeaked open. I turned my attention to it, noticing Celestia peek her head i-

SMACK!

My head was THROWN aside, blindsided by Abby’s furious hand. She smacked me so bad that my body tilted until too much of it was hanging off the other side of the bed. I unintentionally rolled off-

Thud!

-and hit the floor. I know part of me falling off the bed was cause I scooted too far over, but she’d smacked the absolute shit out of me. My cheek stung instantly, causing me to grab hold of it as I sat myself up on the floor. I glanced back at Celestia, who looked bewildered at the doorway. This bewilderment turned to anger as she shifted her eyes to Abby.

“Abby!!” she shouted.

Still holding my burning cheek, I looked over the bed to see Abby’s fury dissipate. Jen let her go, because she was backing away from the bed now. They both had their attention on Celestia.

“Wait, Celesti-” Jen started.

“No. Abby, come here now.”

Celestia’s voice carried a stern tone to it. Abby quickly grew fearful as she nervously grasped her hands together in front of her and made her way to the door. I did not watch her bubble butt as she did. Jen shot me a glance before watching Celestia lead her out of the room. Once Abby was out, Celestia leaned her head inside again.

“Are you two good?”

I nodded slowly, but Jen replied, “Celestia, please. It’s not he-”

“No. I will hear from you later.”

Celestia shut the door before Jen could respond. I continued holding my cheek, which was ON FIRE by the way. Jen frustratingly rubbed her face before running her hands back through her blonde hair. As I rubbed my battle-wounded cheek, I stared off into the distance. My brain was processing this all, and honestly, I hate to admit…

Abby was right.

I realized how much of a shithead I was being to Jen, despite her best attempts to get on my good side. Abby literally painted the picture in front of my face before smacking the shit out of it. I’d never thought about it, but it was true. Without Jen, I’d be dead. Whether that be getting swarmed by the mob at Canterlot, bleeding out on the train after the shootout, or more likely eaten alive by Fluttershy after I ‘fell asleep’.

I was realizing more by the minute just how much Jen had done for me. And now she was saving me again by donating her blood for me? Damn. I felt guilt start to creep into my conscious, and that doesn’t happen very often. I kept my daze for a second until I realized she had rounded the bed and was walking up to me now. She reached out a hand to help me up, which I took. Once I was up, she glanced up at me.

“Are you alright, D’mitry?”

…

Instead of replying, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her in an unexpected hug. She paused before returning it, as she probably didn’t expect it either.

“I’m sorry, Jen.”

…

…

Okay, I know I was feeling unusually emotional, but I’d expected some kinda response. I started wondering if she was mad at me until I heard her sniffle. She sniffled again, and before I knew it, she was crying in my arms. I didn’t know what to do about this, so I just kept my arms wrapped tight around her in my typical hug. We hugged for a minute longer before eventually disconnecting. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes as she gazed up at me again.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me, crybaby ass. Thank you.”

She giggled as she wiped a few more tears away, coming back to normal.

“You sure you don’t wanna hear what I was apologizing for?”

I sighed dramatically. “What for?”

“For grabbing your ass.”

This made me laugh, which spread to her. We then had that one thing… god forbid… that fucking stare. She was actually burning holes in my eyes now, so I averted them. Not before she unintentionally, nonverbally persuaded me to do something, though. I didn't want this weighing on my mind.

“Hang on,” I said, shifting past her and jogging to the door.

“Where are you going?” she called.

“BRB”

I quickly opened the door and jogged out into the hallway, where Luna and Twi were talking with one another down the hall. They both eyed me, but I needed to head in the other direction. I counted door numbers until I got to the right one and quickly opened it.

“Celestia! Wa- wai-...w.-a…wi…wub…wa-”

Did I just say wub? Jesus. I was trying to say wait, obviously, but I was caught off-guard by what was in front of me.

As expected, Celestia was in her room with Abby, who was already in position for a spanking. What shot the words out of my mouth was seeing Abby on all fours on top of one of the hospital beds against the left wall. Of course, her bubble butt stuck out, and it looked like she was even arching her back.

Celestia, on the other side of the bed, shifted her head to see past Abby’s big booty. Abby swung her head to see me as well, quickly setting her big booty down as she sat back on her knees. Both of them glared back at me as Celestia angrily rounded the bed.

“Celestia, wait wa-”

“D’mitry! You know you’re supposed to knock before entering.”

“I know, I know, but-”

“But what? Are you trying to get in line?” she asked, pointing a hoof at Abby.

“No! Obviously not! I don’t wanna get spanked. Kinda looked like she did though, not gonna lie,” I muttered, barely audible to her.

“That’s it—you’re next. I don’t know what your deal is with her, but I am not allowing you the opportunity to watch. Get out and wait by the door.”

“Wait, Celestia. Can I please ask you something?”

She huffed. “Make it quick. Better not be a stupid question.”

“Can you not punish her?”

This threw her off big time. Her angry glare weakened as she raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Excuse me?”

“Don’t punish her. She doesn’t deserve it.”

Celestia’s anger slowly faded as she walked up to the doorway, within a few feet of me.

“She assaulted you. I specifically ordered them not to lay hands on you, as I have with you. She already confessed to it, so I know it wasn’t self-defense.”

“It wasn’t… but I deserved it.”

Her eyes narrowed with a stronger confusion. She eyed me up and down for a moment before raising a hoof to my forehead, checking my temperature.

“Are you feeling okay, D'mitry?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Look, can you just not punish her? I’d prefer not to be punished either, but I know that’s less likely now. I talked with Jen, and we’re on better terms now. Abby was just mad about how I was acting.”

“Doesn’t justify smacking you like that.”

“Bruh! You’re one to tal-!”

Smack!

She smacked me upside the head, causing me to stagger again. I kept my balance and shook this off.

“See?” I continued, “You know what? I think you need to be spanked, Celestia.”

She eyed me, that anger from before returning.

“I cannot believe you just suggested that. You are absolutely not getting out of this one, D’mitry. I think I’m going to set you up with that respect training as well. You’ve earned it.”

I sighed defeatedly. “Okay, princess. Did I manage to save Abby at least?”

“No.”

“Bruh! Just add her spanks to me or something, can’t you?”

I can’t believe I was suggesting that. I think I heard my asscheeks yelling at me. I’m not sure what they would say, but if I had to guess, they’d be talking… shit.

XD

Lightning Bolt.

I tensed up and accepted the Author’s lightning before shaking it off. Celestia shook her head disapprovingly. It was at this point that I noticed Abby had gotten off the bed and was walking up to her side. Interestingly enough, she wasn’t flat-out glaring at me anymore. She eyed me briefly before meeting eyes with Celestia.

“Princess. I’m sorry to interrupt, but could you please consider his point?”

Celestia sighed and closed her eyes. She stood quietly for a long few seconds, allowing Abby and me to awkwardly glance at one another before inevitably looking away. After these long few seconds, she shook her head and looked back at Abby.

“Can you promise not to assault him again?”

Abby nodded.

“I need to hear it.”

“I promise.”

“Good. As I’ve said before, if he’s getting on your nerves, talk to us so we can deal with him.”

“I understand, princess.”

“Your spanking is canceled. You’re free to leave.”

Abby let out a big sigh of relief and thanked the princess. She eyed me, a quick look of grace replacing those mean brown eyes of hers as she made her way out of the room. This left Celestia and I awkwardly staring at one another.

Well… she was staring into my soul. I was looking elsewhere, waiting for her to break the tension. Eventually, she did.

“You’ve been causing me a lot of headaches lately, you know that?”

“Yeah, I know. I’m pretty good at that.”

She rubbed her forehead frustratingly.

“I’m not going to spank you, D’mitry. I am still considering the respect training, though. I will let you know if and when. Until then, could you just fucking behave?”

“I'll try my best, princess.”

She nodded approvingly, just for a second, before sighing defeatedly.

“You just had to come in here and save her, huh?”

“What?”

“Oh, c'mon D’mitry. You saw that booty of hers. It even made you stumble on your words! I was really hoping I’d get to spank that ass good.”

“Woooooooooooow.”

“Yeah, you ruined it. Only reason I’m not spanking you right now is because you ruined the mood.”

“WOW! What the fuck, Celestia?! This some kinda facade?”

“A little bit. To tell you the truth, I have got to look more orderly and powerful in front of them. That’s why I’ve been a bit harsh on you lately. It’s not like you don’t deserve it, but I’ve been going the extra mile for sure.”

“Are you for real?! We coulda worked together to make it look more convincing, at least!”

“No… that wouldn't work. Plus, I still need to punish you. Lord knows you’ll be absolutely out of control if I don’t.”

…

“I already am.”

We were close to one another still, so I reached my hand up and flicked her snout when she wasn’t expecting it. She looked surprised at first, which quickly turned into annoyance. I turned around and confidently started walking aw-

Yank!

Whoa!

slip

Thud!

She tugged me back, causing me to fall on all fours.

Damn.

SMACK!