Author's Note

Another Forever ago thing. I also forgot at the time of writing that Time Turner isn't a unicorn. Awkward.

Femanon (Mature)

"So then, I was sitting with Twilight just sipping tea when I realized she had a piece of spinach in her teeth."

"Uh huh," you answer absentmindedly.

"I cringed so hard that it was UNREAL, darling. I simply didn't know how to address the subject. Who knows how long that piece of filth could have been there?!" Rarity continues, holding her tea in the air with her light-blue magic.

"Right. Facinating," you reply.

Girl talk was probably the most miserable thing to ever endure in Equestria. You never really got along well with other women on Earth. That's not to say you couldn't tolerate them and interact with them... But fuck were they boring. Always bent on the most boring shit and talking about stuff you couldn't care less about.

"Except that didn't actually happen and Twilight is you. You have a piece of spinach in your teeth, darling."

"Super. That's awesome. Good for her."

So now, here you are, enduring another one of Rarity's boring ass rants. When will she learn that-

"Uhm. Femanon, were you listening?" Rarity asks.

"OH! Uh. Yeah. Boys and stuff. I totally would bang him. Super cute," you reply nervously.

Rarity stares at you in frustration.

"You have a piece of spinach in your teeth," she repeats, closing her eyes and bringing her tea to her lips.

"Oh. Uh. Thanks," you answer, removing the filth from your mouth.

"I swear. If I'm not direct with you, then you never listen, Femanon," the unicorn scoffs.

"Well, maybe you should make your stories more interesting." you reply with a truck-load of sarcasm.

Rarity shakes her head and grabs today's newspaper.

"So, any developments on the stallion front?" Rarity asks.

With a groan, you place a hand on your face.

"Of course not. This town has, like, nine. Two are gay, one is a mute and the other is married," you reply. "It's the same as every other week."

"Well just give it time, something will develop," Rarity answers, looking over her news paper. "That Time Turner still isn't giving you grief, is he?"

A shiver runs up your spine and you remain quiet. Fucking Time Turner. Scumbag.

"That bad, huh?" Rarity asks, setting down her paper and her voice full of concern.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"That's fine, dear. Nobody's forcing you," she replies.

"Hey, uh. I should probably get home. I need to finish washing my clothes," you add, standing up and throwing some money on the cafe's table for your salad.

"Alright, darling. Same time next week?" Rarity asks.

"Sure."

"See you then."

Turning away from the fashonista, you make your way towards your home on the other side of town. While life wasn't unbearable in Equestria, you couldn't possibly have asked for anything worse.

'I hate girly girls. Let's go to a colorful land of horses that are mostly girly girls.'

Fucking sweet. Rainbow Dash and Applejack were cool. Twilight was nice to be around when her head wasn't in a book. However, getting time with them was hard since they work so hard. Which left you with fewer options. Pinkie was way too hyper and Fluttershy hardily ever talked. Plus her house smelled weird Which just left Rarity.

It almost felt like you hung out with her sometimes simply since there was nobody else to really go to. You could probably be just as happy sitting at home with a book, but you hate feeling lonely. With a sigh, the town begins to dissipate as you head to your quiet home. The sun slowly begins to set over the trees of the Everfree forest and the world begins to fade into shades of bright crimson.

As you approach your home, you hear the distinct sound of a twig snapping behind you. Your blood runs cold as you turn in place to inspect the noise. The road behind you is just as empty as when you passed it. You can feel your heart beat faster as you turn back towards your home. Your ears listen even harder to the environment, for any sign of someone following you.

You hear a scuffling behind you and you quicken your pace to your home. Reaching into your pocket for a key, you place it in the lock and turn it as fast as you could. Pushing yourself into your home, you try to slam the door, but it refuses to close all the way. The door bursts open, slamming into the side of your head.

Stars fill your eyes as you fall to the floor and a brown horse with a darker brown mane makes his way into your home.

"It's not polite to close the door on a guest," Time Turner growls.

His horn lights up and it's aura covers your mouth as you try to scream. He gently kicks the door closed as you try to scramble away, but he's on top of you in an instant.

"Do you know how long I've watched you? Cared for you? Loved you?" he asks gently as he holds you down against your will.

Your arms and legs are enveloped in his aura as you can feel your shirt begin to rise over your midrift.

"And you have the nerve to refuse me?" he asks with acid in his voice. "Well, I'm going to teach you a lesson that you-"

The door to your home bursts open. In a flash, a white force takes down your attacker and sets you free of his grasp. Leaping up, you grab your nearest lamp and turn to Rarity, who's holding down Turner and hits him as hard as she can, a fury burning in his eyes. Running over to them, you bring the lamp down on Time, knocking him out cold. Rarity stops, breathing heavily as she looks up to you.

"Darling..."

Looking down at your hands, you watch them tremble. Your knees grow week and you gently ease yourself to the floor.

"Darling, it's okay," Rarity says as she scoots over to you and holds you in her arms.

Tears form in your eyes and your breathing becomes more labored.

"I was in my house..."

"I know dear... I know."

"He just... just..."

"It's okay, dear. We'll call the police and he'll be locked up for a long time."

You break into tears as Rarity holds you close to her.

"I'm not going anywhere. We need to stick up for each other."