Xanthippe and Silga were blasted out of the portal at high velocity. Xanthippe was launched upwards into the outreaching branches of a tree. Silga however was fortunate and was thrown into a soft bed of flowers. Xanthippe struggled to get herself free from the branches. As she wriggled her arms free the branch supporting her gave way and she fell to the ground.

“Fuck!” She screamed in pain. “You know cunt this narration is fucking tiresome.”

Listen bitch it’s not my fault you were born with the ability to hear me describe your life.

“Yeah well you’re still a real fucking cunt going on narrating my life all the time,” Xanthippe said flipping off the sky. Silga was still face down in the flower bed, hearing Xanthippe’s voice she got up and walked over towards her. They were in the middle of what appeared to be a park. It was hard to see through the underbrush but Xanthippe saw what she believed to be a sidewalk path. The flower bed appeared to be a garden, and not natural.

“Who were you talking to?” Silga asked as she approached.

“The fat cunt in the sky,” Xanthippe said flipping off the sky again. “You can’t hear him but this cunt narrates whatever the fuck I’m doing. And I can hear him so it becomes a real fucking pain in the ass.”

I’m only doing my job Xanthippe don’t be such a fucking cunt about it.

“See! The cunt did it again,” Xanthippe said waving her arms about frustrated at her inability to show Silga what was going on. It was at this point that Silga looked down, and saw her feet. Being blasted through a portal didn’t leave much room for an after shock, in fact Silga hadn’t realized till just now that she was human.

“Oh my Celestia!” Silga shouted alarmed. “What are these things?! Where are my hooves? What happend to my muzzle?” She then groped her chest. “Oh my gosh! What are these?!?!”

Xanthippe shrugged. “Eh you’ll get used to it. Should have warned you about the transformation though. You’re a human now. Dimensional portals transform you into the dominate species of that dimension. I cast a spell on myself so that I wouldn’t have to deal with that fucking bullshit every time.”

“So I’m a human?” Silga said as she wearily looked down at her body. Despite the initial shock she wasn’t to alarmed by what she saw. Xanthippe tried explaining hands to her, but she was utterly baffled. It was a struggle to teach her how to walk, but after several try’s Silga managed to walk without requiring Xanthippe’s support.

“What about these?” Silga asked touching her breasts, unsure of what they were meant for.

“Those are your fucking tits,” Xanthippe said as she groped Silga’s boobs. “See? Nice and squishy. Here feel mine.”

Unsure, Silga placed her hands on Xanthippe’s boobs. She then started to grope them, and giggled as she did so. “They’re so squishy!” Silga said giddily as she played with Xanthippe’s boobs. The constant groping and squishing caused Xanthippe to get very wet in her nether regions, at a certain point she couldn’t take it.

When Silga was done she quickly ran behind a tree and masterbated. “Oh fuck, that bitch almost did me in,” She said as she reached her climax. However Xanthippe lacked discretion and Silga was still able to her Xanthippe’s moans of pleasure, which had the effect of making her blush immensely.

“Are you done?” Silga asked, embarrassed that a woman she just met masterbated in front of her.

Xanthippe came out from behind the tree. “Yeah, we should get out of these fucking trees to get a better idea of where the fuck we’re at.”

Xanthippe and Silga then made their way to the sidewalk they’d seen earlier. It appeared as if they were in the middle of a rather large park. A pond was off the left side of where they were walking, the trees off to the right from where they had just come.

There weren’t that many people out in the park today, it was also slightly chilly, a fact that annoyed Silga as she was wearing a skirt. Xanthippe and Silga were making their way out of the park to get a better sense of where they were. “Oh fuck me. Stop with the motherfucking narration already,” Xanthipe said extremely annoyed again, as she flipped off the sky.

Sorry Xanthippe but I have to narrate the story, the reader has to know what’s going on.

“Eat my non existent cock. I fucking despise the fact that I have to hear your cock sucking narration all the fucking time!” Xanthippe yelled as loud as she could. Silga watched this exchange confused, she and Xanthippe had stopped walking.

“Xanthippe, are you okay?” Silga asked the half-goblin with concern.

Xanthippe sighed and composed herself. “I’m sorry, but this stupid cunt narrates everything I do, and it’s driving me fucking insane.”

Silga put a hand on Xanthippe’s shoulder, she didn’t know the half-goblin that well but she didn’t like seeing people be upset. “I don’t understand, you have to tell me more than that.”

“Hold on I didn’t hear any motherfucking narration just now,” Xanthippe said with an elated tone. “Oh fuck nevermind, the stupid cunt came back.”

Listen Xanthippe you can only hear narration directly about you, if I’m describing someone else, you can’t hear it.

“Well if that isn’t a cock suck,” Xanthippe said flipping off the sky again. “Then again I guess it isn’t as bad as I thought. I just have to talk more, that way I don’t hear the fucking narration as often.”

Silga looked at Xanthippe with confusion. She had no idea who Xanthippe was talking to. “Xanthippe, are you sure you’re okay?”

Xanthippe face palmed. “Listen cock sucker, just give me something so that I can show Silga what the motherfuck is even going on right now.”

I’m not omnipotent Xanthippe, I only narrate yours and Silva's lives. Any other character perspectives in this story besides your two’s isn’t me. But I can drop a phone into your world that would allow Silga to see what I’m saying about you, no need for her to read narration about herself.

“Fucking fantastic,” Xanthippe said relieved to finally be able to explain to Silga what was going on. At that moment a phone appeared at Silga’s feet. Carefully she picked it up, she was able to see all of the past things the narrator had said describing Xanthippe.

“So this narrator, he describes your life? And you’re the only one who can hear him?” Silga asked.

Xanthippe cracked her knuckles. “Yeah pretty much. It’s a cunt fuck, but you deal with it. So I’m never talking to myself, I’m always talking to the narrator.”

Silga nodded. “But he says you’re in a story, I don’t know what that means.”

Xanthippe shrugged. “Don’t worry about it, knowing the truth would depress you.”

Silga nodded, she placed the phone in a skirt pocket. After that Xanthippe and Silga continued walking and eventually left the park. They entered a relatively empty sidewalk, on the other side of the street were several buildings.

After finding a newspaper in a garbage can they found that they were in Canterlot City, and they had just exited what was apparently Canterlot Park. Most of the buildings across the street were restaurants so Xanthippe dragged Silga past those. She was looking for a bar since the first thing she always did when she entered a dimension was to get fucking hammered.

Actually Xanthippe in general wasn’t very responsible. She did drugs and alcohol, went to wild parties, and was never able to hold down a job. In general sense, Xanthippe was one dumb fuck.

“Hey! You stupid cunt!” Xanthippe yelled flipping off the sky again.

“What? What did he say?” Silga said as she hurriedly grabbed her phone from her pocket at checked the most recent thing the narrator said. “That isn’t very nice.”

Xanthippe shrugged, then put her hands in her pockets. “It is what it is. But that still doesn’t excuse you being a massive cunt!”

Now, now Xanthippe. Let’s not make any hasty decisions.

Xanthippe and Silga were near the downtown area, which was rather run down and dirty looking. Despite this however there were a lot of shopping centers in this area, meaning that there were quite a lot of people to witness Xanthippe yelling at nobody.

“Oh fuck you! You massive absolute shitty fucking cunt! Fuck your mom with my fat fucking pussy! Fuck your dad with his pussy willows fucking cock! Fuck em! Fuck em dead! Your parents should have had an abortion you absolute fucking cunt!” Xanthippe yelled at the top of her lungs, her face becoming flush with anger. She instinctively clutched her large goblin ears.

You know what bitch, fuck you! I’m done! You’re a mean fucking cunt, and I’m not putting up with it anymore.

“Oh yeah cock sucker, what are you going to do?”
I’m censoring you. You’re too mean Xanthippe. That line about you being caring in chapter one was just a lie. You hurt my feelings.

Xanthippe threw her hands up, flabbergasted at the narrator's statement. “Oh don't be such a [EXPLETIVE] [EXPLETIVE].”

Silga watched the entire conversation unfold on her phone. She wasn't sure what she should do, clearly what the narrator had said offended her. But Silga didn't know what to do to console the half-goblin. People were staring at Xanthippe and Silga, a woman across the street had gotten a police officer to report Xanthippe for disturbing the peace.

“Wait what?! You [EXPLETIVE] [EXPLETIVE] you censored me! [EXPLETIVE] you, ya god[EXPLETIVE] [EXPLETIVE]ing [EXPLETIVE]” Xanthippe yelled flipping off the narrator again. “[EXPLETIVE]! I can’t believe you’d censor me!”

Alright, I’ll admit it was extreme. But what you said still hurt, I’ve never been good at taking criticism.

The narrator's last statement made Xanthippe’s cheeks flush. “Yeah well [EXPLETIVE] you! Don't be such a [EXPLETIVE]ing [EXPLETIVE] about it!”

“Uh Xanthippe,” Silga said tugging on Xanthippe’s jacket sleeve, the policeman was now approaching them. “I think that cop is coming towards us.”

Xanthippe looked in the direction of the cop. “Yeah let’s just fucking go.”

They then made their way along the sidewalk until they found a bench to sit down at. “Listen, I know what it’s like to have those things said to you. I’m sorry.”

I got carried away as well. I’m sorry also. But is your apology genuine?

Xanthippe put her hands in her lap. “Yeah, it is. I just get carried away sometimes. But I’m not a [EXPLETIVE]ing [EXPLETIVE], so don’t get mushy on me.”

That means a lot to me, I’ll remove the censor.

“Thank fucking christ,” Xanthippe said leaning back against the bench. “Hey Silga, the first thing I do whenever I go to a new dimension is find a bar. How would you like to have your first drink?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Silga said confused.

“An alcoholic one. It’s just liquid that gets you totally fucking blasted. Equestria doesn’t really have anything like that, but this world does.”

Silga looked around, they were sitting on a bench not to far away from where the shady part of town began. “I’ve noticed that the people here don’t have cutie marks, but they still have symbols that they were on there shirts. Like my cutiemark is just a pattern on my skirt. Also the skin, that’s what it’s called right? It’s very similarly colored to ponies fur.”

Xanthippe sat up and looked at Silga. “Yeah it’s much more of a cross between your world and a normal human one. But there are an infinite number of dimensions, I just chose this one because I’d never been to a cross between a human and pony world before. And ponies are cute and all, but they lack the flare that humans have.”

“What do you mean?” Silga asked unsure of what Xanthippe was saying.

“Well, you might not realize this, but your world is pretty fucking naive. I mean sex and shit like that still exists. But drugs and alcohol are nonexistent. And swearing is pretty rare, but still occasionally you’ll find a pony who knows the word fuck. Also everyone in your world is a fucking prude about sex. Humans are way more chill about it. But they’re also more insane, fucking crazy shit happens in full on human worlds. That’s another reason why I wanted to go to this cross world, you get the best of both,” Xanthippe said taking in a deep breath as she finished.

Siga nodded her understanding. “Okay I think I understand better now. And you just wanted me to come with you because I seemed fun?”

Xanthippe rubbed the back of her neck. “Well yeah. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not the nicest person. Even fucking goblins back in my home dimension didn’t really want to be my friend. And goblins are some of the biggest cunts you’ll ever meet.”

Silga wiped away a tear from her eye, and pulled Xanthippe in for a hug. “I can understand what you’re saying. I’ve always been viewed as weird back in Equestria. Ever since I was a filly I’ve had an obsession with magic, even though I’m an earth pony and can’t use it myself,” Silga said giggling and wiping a tear from her eye. “Even that last part wasn’t always that way, being a filly that is. Maybe this is to personal, but you’ve already opened up to me, so I only think it’s fair. I used to be a colt when I was younger, I only became a mare after some unicorns kindly switched my gender. Going from being a stallion to being a mare caused me a lot of problems when I was younger, not so much anymore though. Most people don’t know that I used to be a stallion.”

Xanthippe hugged Silga tightly. “I don’t know what to fucking say. I sort of think that’s hot.”

Silga launched furiously at Xanthippe’s comment. She’d been a mare for the last twelve years of her life, she didn’t need someone to reaffirm this for her. Xanthippe joking about it made her feel good, and that Xanthippe at least remotely understood what Silga was trying to convey.

Xanthippe placed her hand underneath Silga’s skirt. “Damn, no dick. I’m a fucking huge lesbian, but even I can appreciate a good cock,” Xanthippe said with a devilish grin at Silga.

Silga giggled. “No, one hundred percent female here.”

They both laughed some more before continuing onwards to find a bar. After a while Xanthippe spotted a bar across the street, however before she and Silga could make it over there a pink haired pink skinned woman stopped them.

“You wanna buy some crack!” The woman yelled excitedly.

Xanthippe shrugged. “Sure.” She handed the woman some bits she had left over from Equestria. The woman examined the currency carefully.

“Oooh! So pretty!” She said jumping up and down. “I’m Pinkie Pie, but my friends call me Pink Coke.”

“Nice to meet ya Pink Coke,” Xanthippe said holding out her hand. Silga did the same, and introduced herself.

Pink Coke clapped her hands together giddily. “Oh you’ll just love this cocaine I have! Really top notch stuff! I bake it myself in my lab!” Pink Coke then handed Xanthippe a ziplock bag of pink colored cocaine.

“I’ve never had pink cocaine before,” Xanthippe said excited. Silga looked at the half-goblin with concern, while drugs weren’t prevalent in Equestria, she did know certain substances were bad for you. And she definitely knew that buying drugs in a shady alley was a bad idea. Pink Coke waved to Xanthippe and left to sell pink coke elsewhere.

Silga grabbed the bag of Pink Coke and threw it into the sewer drain that was near the bar entrance. “What the fuck!” Xanthippe yelled angrily as she watched her pink coke swirl away.

“I’m sorry Xanthippe, but you can’t do drugs. They’re bad for you. I’ve seen ponies get sick from doing similar things in Equestria,” Silga said placing her hand on Xanthippe’s shoulder. Xanthippe angrily shrugged her off.

“Listen bitch, I’m a fucking half-goblin. That means my body is way fucking stronger than any stupid fucking human or pony. My body can take way more punishment. That amount of cocaine? That’s barely enough for me to feel ticklish in my throat,” Xanthippe said shoving Silga angrily and walking into the bar.

Tears formed in Silga’s eyes as she tried to follow the half-goblin inside, but she found that she had to take a moment to compose herself before she could enter. Once inside she found that Xanthippe was arguing with the bartender.

“What do you mean I can’t order a fucking drink?!” Xanthippe shouted angrily, slamming her fist down on the counter.

“You look too young to buy alcohol. And if you’re actually twenty one, you have to provide me an ID,” The bartender said as he polished a glass. There weren't that many people in the bar, and the few people inside were for the most part totally fucking blasted.

“I’m fucking twenty one!” Xanthippe yelled as she slammed both of her fists on the counter. She noticed Silga enter. “You’re twenty one as well right?”

Silga nodded. “Yes, I’m twenty one.”

“See? Were both old enough to drink,” Xanthippe said pleading with the bartender.

“I’m sorry, but you both look to young. I’m not going to have some damn teeangers drink at my bar. Come back when you can prove you’re twenty one,” The bartender said putting down his glass and picking up another one he started to polish.

“We don’t have fucking ID’s though!” Xanthippe yelled completely flustered.

“Then get some.”

Xanthippe flipped off the bartender as she drug Silga back out into the street. They wandered around the streets for a little bit until they found Pink Coke again peddling pink coke. Xanthippe managed to buy some beer from Pink Coke, this time Silga didn’t interfere. Silga curled her knees up to her chest as Xanthippe finished her fourth case of Pink Coke’s home brewed delights.

It’s fine, it’s not a big deal. I just can’t be so sensitive. Silga thought as tears rolled down her cheeks. Xanthippe was still angry at Silga from earlier, so she hadn’t payed much attention to what Silga was doing, and she was now drunk enough it didn’t matter.

“I want to go to a fucking party,” Xanthippe said drunkenly as she stumbled towards Silga. Silga wasn’t in the mood for a party, but Xanthippe was the only person she knew in this world, so she felt like she had to go regardless. After Silga helped Xanthippe to walk they ran into Pink Coke for a third time.

“I’ve ran into you two twice before!” Pink Coke said giggling to herself. “What is it that brings you back this time?”

Xanthippe hiccuped. “I don’t have any more gold to give you. But I’m already blasted, and I haven’t even fucking partied yet. Ya know any good parties around here?”

Pink Coke put her hand to her chin. “Hmmm. There is one party, but it’s a teeanger one not far from Canterlot High School.”

Xanthippe grimaced. “I fucking despise teeangers, but any party will do.”

“Okie dokie lokie! Oh but could you distribute some coke at the party for me? It’s always good to get them addicted when they’re young.”

Silga found it hard not to be repulsed by Pink Coke’s statement. The thought of intentionally getting teeangers addicted to cocaine made Silga sick to her stomach.

“Sounds good,” Xanthippe said taking the bags of pink coke that Pink Coke handed her.

It’ll be okay, it won’t end up like last time. Silga told herself as she helped Xanthippe walk to the party. By the time they got to the house that Pink Coke had mentioned it was a little after midnight, they’d only been in this dimension for six hours.

Despite being so late the party was in full swing. Xanthippe shoved her way inside.

She poured some pink coke in the punch bowl and sprinkled some on the chips and dip. Silga saw this and clenched her fists in anger. As someone tried to pour themselves a glass of punch Silga smacked it out of their hand, and dumped the punch bowl on the ground. Unsure of what to do with the chips and dip she spat in them, which caused several people around her to look on in disgust.

Xanthippe was to blasted to really comprehend what Silga was doing. A large teeanger came up to Silga and grabbed her by the arm. “What the fuck are you doing bitch?” He said angrily as he tightened his grip. Silga tried to pull away but the boy pulled back his hand and slapped Silga hard enough to cause her to fall to the ground.

Silga started to cry, a bruise had formed on her left cheek. Xanthippe saw this and clenched her fists. “Hey cunt! Pick on someone your own size!” Xanthippe then charged the boy, upon impact she smashed him through the adjacent wall. A sharp piece of wood was sticking out, Xanthippe broke it off and aimed it above the boys heart.

She stopped short of killing him when she saw that the boy was already knocked out, and likely drunk. She went back to Silga who was still crying on the floor. Tears were streaming down Silga’s face, she tried to hide herself with her arms. Xanthippe pulled back Silga’s arms to look at her face.

Xanthippe’s face was flushed red with anger as she looked at Silga. “You’ll be fine. But that cunt deserved more than what he got.”

At this point almost all of the party guests had stopped what they were doing to look at Xanthippe and Silga, and the boy who was now unconscious inside the wall. Xanthippe was lucky she hadn’t killed the boy, her half-goblin strengths far exceed that of a human's. Some of the boys friends pulled him out of the wall. Xanthippe helped Silga up and was on her way to escort her out the door.

“Hold up bitch! You can’t just fuck up Flash motherfucking Sentry and get away with it!” One of the boys said. The other guys agreed.

Xanthippe clenched her fists as she turned around. “Back off cunt, or I’ll shove your head up your fucking ass.”

Xanthippe was shaking with anger. She clenched her jaw hard enough to make her teeth hurt. She devilishly licked her goblin fangs, thinking of how easy it would be to tear out the boys throat. Silga was still crying, and she just wanted to leave. Despite this however, she placed her hand on Xanthippe’s shoulder. “Let it go,” Silga said with as much calmness as she could muster. Xanthippe instantly deflated, her face was still red, not with anger but instead embarrassment. There was no point in fighting these teeagners, let alone killing them. She turned to leave.

The boys swore as Silga and Xanthippe headed for the door. “Hey cunt! What about your massive fucking ears!”

Xanthippe stopped dead. Anger instantly returned to the forefront of her being. She clenched her fists together tightly, and turned to look at the boys. Her faces was bright red with anger. “What did you say you cock muncher?”

“You have stupid, ugly, massive, ears.” The same boy replied. Xanthippe took in a deep breath, then charged at the boys. They were a group of three and she managed to tackle them all through the wall, which launched them into the backyard of the house.

Using her strength she threw two of them into the neighbor's yard, and saved the one who made fun of her ears for last. She broke his nose first, then she slowly peeled out all of his finger nails. The boys screams of pains caused several party guests to run screaming.

In that moment Xanthippe fully intend to kill the teen. Her knuckles were red with the boys blood as Silga approached. Tears were streaming down her face, and she spoke shakily. “Xanthippe, I don’t know why you’re so angry. And I can’t say it isn't justified, because I don’t know you well enough to know whether or not that’s actually true. But I beg you, don’t kill him.”

Xanthippe was clutching the boy by his throat with her left hand, and beating the shit out of him with her right. Breathing heavily, she let the boy go. He struggled to get up, his hands were sore from the wounds Xanthippe had inflicted, he didn’t make it very far before he collapsed. An ambulance and police cars can be heard coming down the road.

Xanthippe didn’t move, she just started at the boy lying on the ground, bleeding to death. She then looked down at her hands, completely red with his blood. She collapeed to her knees and put her head in her hands. “Fuck! I thought this was a fun story!” Xanthippe yelled angrily flipping off the sky.

Xanthippe, you have to leave. I’m not omnipotent. I can’t protect you from being arrested. But I do believe that everyone was so fucking blasted that they won’t remember your face.

“The narrator's right,” Silga said checking her phone. “We have to go. Please Xanthippe, I know how hard it is to live with the consequences of your actions. But it can only get better if you learn from your mistakes.”

Shakily, Xanthippe accepted Silga’s outstretched hand. Quickly they both hopped the fence and made their way back to the downtown area. They managed to avoid the cops on their way there. When they got back into the downtown area they found Pink Coke again.

She giggled as she saw them approach. “Did you two have fun at the party? And did you distribute my cocaine?”

Silga gulped nervously. “Things didn’t go as you would have liked. And then the cops eventually showed up.”

Pink Coke looked quizzically at Silga then laughed. “That's fine, at least you didn’t get arrested.”

Xanthippe clenched her fists together. “Damn fucking right it’s okay! Silga did absolutely nothing wrong!”

Silga grabbed Xanthippe’s arm. “Xanthippe, it’s okay. You don’t have to be so defensive.”

Xanthippe exhaled and then let out a big sigh. “Sorry. Listen Pink Coke, we don’t have anywhere to stay. I didn’t exactly think that through when we came to this city. Could you hook us up?”

Pink Coke thought to herself for a moment. “Nope. Sorry but any decent place around here requires cash. But I could find you two a nice cardboard box to stay in for a few days. At least till you can afford an upgrade.”

“It’ll do.” Silga replied, grabbing Xanthippe’s hand firmly, pulling the half-goblin close herself. “I’ve done things that I’ve regretted in the past before. It isn’t good for you to be alone right now.”

Xanthippe snorted. “I’m not going to kill myself.” Silga gripped her hand tighter.

“Maybe, but please just stay close to me.”

Xanthippe nodded. Pink Coke then lead them to an abandoned alley with a large cardboard box off to one side. Silga and Xanthippe climbed inside of it, at which point Pink Coke said good bye. Silga made sure she wrapped her arms around Xanthippe tightly, she didn’t want the half-goblin to wander off. They snuggled in close togther.

Xanthippe sniffled. “You know Silga, you’re a good friend.”

The statement made Silga tear up, she didn’t have time to reply as Xanthippe was fast asleep. She quietly cried as she listened to her friends breathing, making sure she was okay. Why am I doing this again. I said I’d never do it again, but I haven't had a friend since him. Silga thought as she cried quietly.

Kissing Xanthippe on the cheek, she fell asleep peacefully. This was one of the best and worst days of her entire life. And Silga didn’t regret a second.

Author's Note

reading is magic(https://www.fimfiction.net/user/97307/reading+is+magic) helped me a bunch with writing this story. So a big shout out to him. So this story doesn't have much of a plot, it's more just daily adventure type stuff. Which I guess isn't conducive for a formal story, but it's what I want to do. Anyway tell me what you thought. I might have another chapter out by next Thursday.