The Clown and the Mare

After dinner, Rarity insisted on cleaning the dishes for her since she made them dinner.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, you are my guest after all,” Pinkie Pie told her.

“I know, please just let me clean them, please,” Rarity said, smiling.

“Alright,” Pinkie submitted.

Rarity got right to work, filling the sink went water, putting a drop of soap in the water, and mixing the soap in the water.
As Rarity was washing the pot that Pinkie had used to cook the dinner in, Pinkie forced a cough to get Rarity’s attention.

“Yes?” Rarity said, her eyes glued to the pot that she was washing.

“So, uh, do you want to spend the night my apartment or go to your home?” Pinkie asked nervously.

“Yes,” she hesitantly said, still washing the pot.

“Why did you hesitate to answer?”

“It’s just,” Rarity said turning to Pinkie, “I don’t think that my parents would like me staying here for the night.”

“Well,” Pinkie said, “could you call them? I’m sure they’d understand?”

“Err, they, uh,” Rarity tried to say, “ they don’t like me to, have a, ur, have a mare friend.”

“Well,” Pinkie said desperately trying to think of an excuse for Rarity to stay, “we don’t have to tell them that we are well a thing, and you could say that you got lost, and only stayed at my apartment for the night.”

“Alright,” Rarity said with slightly more comfort, getting back to the dishes. Pinkie simply looked at her friend, with admiration. She always thought that Rarity was hot ever since she first saw her, on the first day of their freshmen year.
She just wanted to talk to her, but always felt a little bit nervous, because she didn’t know how to approach it to Rarity. If she should be blunt and ask her on a date, or to get to know her and see if she’d be interested in dating her. This went on until their senior year, when she decided to be more blunt about it. Then she ran into her on the sidewalk, and here she is now.

When Rarity finished the dishes, the the two mares went to Pinkie’s bedroom. Pinkie went to the bed while Rarity noticed a desk with a cage with a small, toothless green alligator in it.

“Who is this little guy,” Rarity asked.

“That’s just gummy,” she answered, happily.

“He’s kinda cute,” Rarity commented, smiling.

“Yep,” Pinkie pie agreed.

Rarity went towards the bed, Pinkie stayed and wished Gummy a goodnight.

They got in bed, covered, and Pinkie turned off the lamp.

“Goodnight, Rarity,” Pinkie said, softly smiling.

“Goodnight, Pinkie,” Rarity, said wrapping her forelegs around Pinkie’s waist, and kissing her on her lips, her warm, loving
lips. Pinkie, pleasantly surprise, wrapped her own forelegs around her neck, and returned the kiss.

“I love you Pinkie,” Rarity said heartily.

“Love you too, RarRar,” Pinkie said snuggling next to Rarity, and falling to sleep soon after Rarity soon followed suit.

Rarity woke up to the scent of Pancakes cooking coming from the kitchen. Rarity got out of bed, still a little tired, and walked out the room to see Pinkie’s warm smile meeting her.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Pinkie Pie welcomed.

“Good morning, Pinkie Poo,” Rarity flirted.

Pinkie smiled, “‘Pinkie Poo,’ I love it.”

“Glad to hear it,” Rarity said.

“Well, lets eat, and get you home,” Pinkie said, “Let's meet again some time, maybe at lunch Monday?”

“Yes,” Rarity happily agreed. Rarity was excited that she was going to meet her marefriend at school tomorrow.

After Breakfast, the two mares walked out the room, and went out the door. Rarity told Pinkie where her house is, and
within 45 minutes they came 1 block away from Rarity’s house. Rarity stopped in her tracks, right there.

“Rarity?” Pinkie asked.

“Yes,” Rarity said breathing more than usually.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m just nervous, because well you are taking me home, and my parents, uh, don’t like it when I take home a mare.”

“Don’t worry.”

“Right,” Rarity said still nervous but more calmer.

Rarity took a deep breath and walked Pinkie to her house. They walked up to the door and Pinkie Pie knocked on the door.
In a flash, the door fell open, both mares were taken back by the shock of the door. Pinkie was surprised the door didn’t fly off the hinges. On the other side of the door, was a furious tall unicorn, with a black coat, and an emerald green mane.
Hovering next to him is a brown leather belt.

“BOTH OF YOU!” he screamed, Pinkie was surprised that all the windows didn’t shattered, “IN HERE, NOW!”

Out of fear the two mares, rushed in the door, as fast as they could. The stallion nodded towards the couch, telling them
to sit. They obeyed, with no objection, with the look of fear that gave a way that they were afraid. The stallion yelled at primarily Rarity, but also scolded Pinkie for taking her to her house.

“She was lost, so I decided to let her stay the night, I am sorry if I made you worry,” Pinkie tried to explain, quivering even as she tried to.

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT! YOU PATHETIC PILE OF --” Before he could finish that insult, he was interrupted by his
husband.

“Please, she just tried to help our daughter, please--” the stallion tried to say, before the pegasus was met with a hoof to
the face.

“SHUT THE BUCK UP!” the aggressive unicorn yelled, even more pissed than before, “I WILL TALK TO ANYPONY HOW I WANT TO, WHEN I WANT TO!”

The pegasus, his bright yellow coat stained by the red of blood running down his nuzzle. As he tried to wipe the blood from his face he got the blood on his bleach white mane. yet , despite his efforts to stop the blood oozing from his nose, the blood kept coming, so he picked himself up and walked to the next room, with his head down in shame, and tears streaming down his face. The unicorn slowly looked at Rarity, eyes seething with Rage.
A that moment, both mares gazed at the pure terror at the towering, stallion that left his husband a weeping mess.

“Rarity,” he said, slowly, with a sinister grin on his face.

Rarity could barely speak, heck she can barely move after seeing Angelic Light, her only stallion that ever showed her kindness be hurt again by this psychotic soul.

“... Come… with… meeeee…” He said, grinning wildly, like a serial killer cornering his prey.

Rarity hesitantly got up, from her spot, looking like a sickly dog about to be put down, the fear that she feels, the creeping sense of dread choking her. Suffocating her like “dread” was a gas that was slowly taking the oxygen from her system. She inched towards the stallion until he lost his very minuscule amount of “patience” he had, and constricted her with his own magic and dragged her up the stairs. Rarity jerked around, desperately trying free herself from the iron grip this monster can muster. Without a warning she was raised higher, and backwards, before getting launched in the wall of her room. One moment she was gripped in her dad’s magic, the next she was laying on the floor of her room half conscious, and the next she sees only the absence of light, as her eyes slowly closed.

Pinkie heard the commotion and of course saw the unicorn hurt Rarity, she would go check on her but the moment she heard loud thumps coming down the stairs, she froze in terror. The stallion finally reached the down the stairs and slowly walked down the steps, turning his stone cold, scrunched expression, directing it to the bright pink mare, quivering in horror. And just like that he turned from a cold look on his face, like it was carved into his face, to a animated screaming berserk rushing at the mare.

“GET THE BUCKING BUCK OUT OF MY DAMNED HOUSE!!” He exclaimed as loud as he could, and given the volume he demonstrated earlier, that is saying a lot.

Pinkie didn’t know what he said because of how loud it was, it just sounded like a loud, howling banshee. But the message was clear and as the bright day outside, so she ran. She ran faster than she's ever ran before. She ran away from that house, even when the monster that resembled a pony gave the chase up. She ducked in the alleyway between her building and the cafe, that she hoped to go with Rarity some time, today even if her parents weren’t too tough on her. She threw herself behind a dumpster to catch her breath, the smell she didn’t notice due to the everything she been through.
As her breath started to catch up with her it dawned on her that she left Rarity, and that her other father in that house.

“Oh, buck me,” Pinkie breathed, started to cry. “Buck me, buck me, buck me, buck me…”