Author's Note

Hello and welcome back to It Came From The Everfree, my twenty–first My Little Pony fanfic using anthropomorphic canon characters; considering that you are reading another chapter taking place after the end of the first one so if my warning wasn't good enough to deter you, then let me make this clear: it's (still) not my problem.

As for continuity and timing, this would be set the following night after the preceding chapter, hence the circumstances for two of the main characters along with the choice of setting featured in this one.

Anyways, I just want to state for the record that My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters still belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; also, considering that the fanfic itself is inspired by the aforementioned tumblr comic, all credits should still go to Dekomaru instead of me.

Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends.

Return

If there was one thing that proved to be noticeable, then it would be many of which that were all keeping them on the brighter side as of this moment in time. For starters, the big blue sky had harbored a lone silver moon out amongst a sea of crystal stars shining about over the horizon with a flock of birds flying. Within a large dream drop distance was a civilization defined in such various materials, most of them being the ones fit for the likes of even three little pigs. A calm gentle breeze surfed across the grassy knolls, the brilliant green surrounding it all on a solid plane of existence as the dirt road guided its way over. In the background had rested a valley and ridge of mountains, raging with growth and erosion in the process of their trying times as the clouds gathered about. The town has been bustling about with an utter abundance of people from various demographics: age, gender, finances, and social statuses all notwithstanding.

One of the structures was an anomaly compare to the rest: a crystalline monolithic castle now sparkling about in the civil twilight as it started to set the atmosphere. It was a lone structure surrounded by the earthly living quarters, shimmered about in a harmony of blue and purple with some golden finishing all thrown into the mix. Out at the midsection were two small verandas: one of them had possessed a purple flag hanging directly right over it on the left side; the other one had no such luxury. Even though that the castle had resembled a tree, it had lacked either leaves or bark; nonetheless, its materials were made to be just as strong like one in the very least. Pairs of stringed beads had found their ways adorned all throughout the structures, hanging about at both side with their colors being more diverse than the base itself. A small white diamond was encrusted in the base of the castle underneath the middle balcony, shimmering and shining about within the chilled nighttime scenery. The entrance was a singular golden door, bearing a pair of leaves as it was flanked by two open lancet windows as they all stood nearby a matching stairway at once.

The inside of the corpulent structure was all too reminiscent of its exterior; nevertheless, even they had possessed some visual amenities here and there. Almost every meter of the castle’s halls were just only sturdy enough due to being held by slim pillars with windowsills of green right out in the middle. A series of stringed beads were all found to be hanging from the ceiling, each of them already acting as an actual artificially active source of luminosity. Decorating the simplistic cloister of the ingress were sets of matching doors on both sides, all which were standing tall and proud within the very area. All that remained in the very lobby was an open door that hosted a large table with many seating arrangements surrounded by many of the bookshelves.

There were at least two individuals dwelling within this very room: one was the purple alicorn from earlier; the other was a purple dragon. Every scale had been painted in an emerald splash just like his own eyes, offset by the matching shirt’s fabric worn right on the upper torso. Adorned over the purple dragon’s lower body were but a pair of deep blue shorts with a thicker texture than the shirt thanks to the material.

“I don’t understand it, Spike; usually, there’s an entry of creatures within Equestria: manticores, ligers, even parasprites have a whole book dedicated to them but not whatever species ‘Fur Ball’ belongs to…!” she had said frantically.

The titular dragon walked on over to the alicorn’s side and had replied, “maybe it was a new species just like the gnastmook that ‘Flambe’ guy’s uncle found in the outskirts of Baltimare…”

“A new species such as the likes of Fur Ball take about only a year or two to be recorded into a book, especially one from the Everfree Forest…” she said, quickly skimming through yet another book within her very grasp, “I bet that Zecora might have a clue as to what he might be…”

“You think so…?” he asked, returning the book.

Before the purple alicorn can answer, some knocking was heard coming from the door, causing her to respond, “coming…!”

It wasn’t long until she was greeted by the sight of another mare of a slender body type, standing outside of the castle doors as the source of the sound. Unlike the purple alicorn, the true blue visitor had lacked wings and a horn, a crucial difference that was made aware of by their own close encounter. Nonetheless, the blue pony up in front had worn some locks of a light green which were already tied into a bun, a solid color compared to the observer. The visitor in question also had possessed some purple circling all around the owner’s own two pupils, just like the purple alicorn but in a light shade. Even though that the blue pony was already dressed in a white ensemble of a hat, coat, skirt, and slippers, her hat bore a red cross with only four hears.

“Princess Twilight, thank Celestia I’d caught up with you…” the visitor exhaled, “come to the hospital; we need your help…!”

“What’s going on, Nurse Tenderheart…?” the eponymous tenant asked as she step on out to the blue pony.

The visitor said, “it’s Zecora; she was attacked in the hospital and has some information as to her attacker…!”

“What do you mean by that…?” the purple alicorn had asked quickly, “I was just about to go see her just earlier; how did she get attacked…?”

“She said that there was a small creature that grew to the size of a boulder; it had some tentacles sprouting from its body and used them to rape her…” Tenderheart said unanimously, now already minimizing inflexibility.

It didn’t take long for the princess for her irises to shrink as she had turned to Spike and said, “hold down the fortress until I get back; no matter what happens, don’t open the door to strangers under any circumstances…!”

“Really…?” the aforementioned dragon replied, running up to Twilight slowly, “you sure you don’t want my help…?”

“You’ll end up getting hurt at this rate; I don’t want to lose you if something bad happens…” the purple alicorn answered immediately.

He slowly turned around and asked to the princess, “can I at least write a letter to Canterlot just to be safe…?”

“Only if I’m not back within thirty minutes; I’ll be okay, just like always…” Twilight had responded before turning to the blue pony, “which room in the hospital is Zecora being held up at…?”

“Room 256… you can’t miss it…!” the nurse quickly blurted out as she had prepared to run in the opposite direction.

Sure enough, the purple alicorn’s horn turned white, becoming bathed in its immaculate afterglow as she disappeared before the two’s sights. It wasn’t long until she had quickly found herself being instantaneously greeted by the sight of more people in a different environment from home. The ceilings were in a brownish shading style, many separated into intersecting but otherwise equal lines with some domed lanterns in the mixture. All the walls within the room Twilight had entered with a lighter hue than the grass that was left behind in the outside world far and beyond thereof. The beige flooring was interspersed with a set of teal carpeting that looked like it was purchased at a rather fair bargain before being steam cleaned. Every geometric corner nearby the entrance was occupied by a potted plant with an abundance of leaves as spacious as the average bookshelf nearby. The purple alicorn could also see that many other individuals were sitting on olive colored chairs either being the well–adjusted or under the weather.

As she had looked around, there had come the sight of but a singular pegasus standing out from the corner of her own right eye. He was tall, thin, blue, and dressed in white, just like Tenderheart except that his very attire had included pants instead of a skirt. Right underneath the white hat, this stallion had possessed some small locks of a darker shade, rivalling the likes of his irises.

Twilight went over to his side and called out to him, “excuse me, sir but can you please tell me where room 256 is…?”

“Sure, it’s to the west wing after you go up the first stairway on your left…” the blue pegasus had given out an answer almost immediately, “unfortunately, visiting hours were over several hours ago…”

“It’s okay, I’m expected here: OPS and all…” the purple alicorn had replied as she focused on the doorway nearby.

He had looked on in confusion and sighed calmly, “‘OPS’… what the hay does that even mean…?”

“Alright, Twilight, you already know this place by heart the day when Rainbow sprained her wing so finding Zecora should be easy; after all, she is in Room 256…” she thought to herself while in the midst of climbing the stairs; after making it to the top, she had turned to find two unicorns stationed nearby, “hello, is this her room…?”

“Your Highness… we’ve been expecting you…!” one of them had spoken out in response quickly.

It didn’t take long whatsoever at all until Twilight was instantaneously greeted by the mere sight of the twosome now within her presence. Both of the unicorns possessed a few common traits: warm coats upon their skin, cool color shades around their pupils, and concern. Of course, there were many significant differences out amongst themselves that the purple alicorn had just noticed upon her arrival.

Speaking of the two though, out of the uniformed stallions that she’d been quick to identify all at once, she was able to recognize one of them unlike the other. For starters, the unicorn in white had worn some brown tresses right upon his head, light and straightforward all throughout the way to the point of neatness. Secondly, there was also a slight difference in height between the two stallions standing within Twilight’s line of eyesight, off by a few centimeters no less. Third of all, one donned a white coat already reaching down to his gaskins, covering his yellow integument with a teal shirt, black tie, and some matching pants. In addition, the unicorn in white also had some glasses upon the visage, overlaying some worn out teal circling his pupils that now stared at the purple alicorn.

It didn’t take long for her to ask, “what happened with Zecora, Doctor…?”

“I'll just explain; Nurse Snowheart had to sedate her on the account of the frantic screaming earlier…” the yellow stallion had answered, looking back at the door, “she's right in this room about to fall asleep.”

As soon as it was opened, the identity of the titular patient was revealed: a zebra wearing only but a mere hospital gown. The eyes were almost closed to the point of slipping into unconsciousness, bearing only true blue despair peering outwardly. In fact, she had even sported cuts and bruises with an utter lack of mirth and an abundance of extreme displeasure here.

More distressingly, Zecora had many devices attached to her, clothed in a blue blanket and with a masque upon her muzzle.

“Now, I’ve seen everything; is she alright?” Twilight had asked again, this time more hesitantly as she was looking upon the supine zebra.

“Your friend's alive... barely; but, still alive…” the doctor began to speak, “Officer Spellblade found her lying upon the floor naked nearby a cauldron. She has been suffering from some rectal bleeding but she'll pull through; sure, it's not quite unusual to hear of stories where ponies had items lodged into their bodies but this was different. He said that Zecora was babbling some nonsense about a monster that swooped in and grew to massive size, raping her with its tentacles. She said that it was furry and black with beady red eyes; that was all that she had been saying until she had started screaming.”

“‘Furry and black with beady red eyes…?’” the purple alicorn had repeated, studying the bruises upon the patient’s body.

It wasn’t long until the princess slowly turned around, instantaneously earning the attention of the observant blond stallion who had asked, “Your Highness, what’s wrong; where are you going…?”

“I just remember something very urgent going on; I need to go and see a friend…” Twilight said as she walked out of the room, glowing white once again before disappearing, “Fluttershy! Get away from Fur Ball! He’s actually a–––”

The purple alicorn had suddenly stopped as she made in contact with another pegasus, this time a butterscotch coated mare dressed in a purple housecoat who looked on with disinterest, cleavage exposed while drinking from a white mug.

“Good evening, Twilight… I wasn’t expecting you to come back here; did something come up on yesterday’s search…?” the tenant greeted coyly.

The eponymous princess stared out in shock before slowly regaining the strength to speak to Fluttershy, “something bad: a nurse came to my castle and told me that Zecora was attacked earlier; at first, I was surprised but when they told me how, I remembered that we had been studying the creature all–day yesterday. You need to leave the cottage until tomorrow night: it’s not safe here as long as Fur Ball is around looking for some ponies to attack; besides, he might even come back to do something much worse.”

“Twilight, you must have been on edge from all that reading; you might be tense…” the butterscotch pegasus giggled as she had slowly sashayed towards Twilight, “are you okay; should I get you some tea…?”

“No, not at a time like this; past experiences had shown that even the smallest creatures are capable of bringing Equestria to its knees: what if Fur Ball ends up doing the similar thing as what the parasprites did to Fillydelphia?!” the purple alicorn had replied, snapping away from the homeowner almost immediately.

Fluttershy remained unfazed as she had sighed, “there’s nothing to worry about; after all, even that city recovered over time…”

“Don’t be so nonchalant about this: what they told me at the hospital is that Zecora had been found bleeding from her flanks; we could be the next victims unless we leave this place…!” the princess said as she looked around the living room, “considering that you had found the creature at the Everfree Forest, he won’t be able to find any of us at Ponyville as soon as possible.”

“GWARRRRGH…!” a roar was heard within the cold distance, shaking the confines of the butterscotch pegasus’ residence.

As soon as the rattling subsided, Twilight stuttered calmly, “please tell me that was Harry’s snoring…”

“Don’t worry, it’s not…” the tenant told the purple alicorn, “Harry said he won’t be back until springtime…”

“If that’s the case, then what was that?!” the princess asked, slowly turning around to find her answer.

It was at this point when Twilight felt her heart racing as she’d quickly made eye contact with the lifeform, its appendages out and about at once. Fearing the worst yet to come from seconds away upon the two of them, the purple alicorn had taken up her stance as the horn became lit quickly. The creature had started tearing away the princess’ very attire with its tentacles, destroying what was upon her body with little warning whatsoever. Afterwards, Twilight had felt two of them now sliding into her body almost immediately, its texture now making contact to apply pulp friction.

Before the purple alicorn could even scream for help, another appendage rammed inside her muzzle; this made its owner gurgle, “rrrrruuuu…”

She had felt more tentacles latching upon her torso instantly, this time turning into suctions as they were cupping her bosom in a tight bind. It didn’t even take long for the fuzzy lifeform in question to just start draining its very contents all away from Twilight almost immediately. Needless to say, the purple alicorn had now been blushing about in a rather deepest shade of crimson in the midst of her arduous struggle. The incapability of making whatever moves was enough to make her eyes watery but what shocked her more was who else was involved.

“Do us both, Fur Ball…!” a voice rang into Twilight’s ears, belonging only to Fluttershy nearby her, “don’t stop now until we come…!”

“Fluttershy… could she have been brainwashed by that monster…?” the purple alicorn thought to herself as she’d felt one of the aforementioned creature’s appendage squirming about.

With each passionate and heavy breath coming outward from the butterscotch pegasus’ mouth, the hairy creature had already restrained their hooves while remaining focused onto their bodies. The tenant didn’t care about the fact that she and the princess where at the mercy of Fur Ball alone, its tentacles in their sheaths and haunches as they were explored with no hesitation at all. While this was going on and about, the enthralled lifeform was now leaving behind some more of that achromatic substance in the entire ordeal right into the two mares without even a care. Feelings of pleasure had started to grow upon Fluttershy instantaneously as each movement had made herself moan, the texture of its appendages now on her bust being affected in the process. Heavy breathing and panting followed each passing second and they had felt Fur Ball now inside of their bodies at once, quickly bringing themselves to a sensual pinnacle almost immediately.

It wasn’t long until the butterscotch pegasus moaned out loud, “MAKE MOMMY PROUD, FUR BALL…!”

All at once, the titular creature had then planted another tentacle right into the tenant’s mouth and before long, she was now soaking about upon the hardwood floor, panting and moaning about as they were released from its tight grip to baste in the thin layer of amalgamated fluid upon them. Drained of all energy completely, Fur Ball had returned to its normal size slowly but surely, its appendages sliding back from the mares’ bodies and into itself almost instantaneously, blinking eyes to break away from the enamored state they had found themselves thrust upon recently. Vitally, the regressed lifeform turned to an open window nearby Fluttershy and had mustered up the remaining strength within to jump on out of there like before, leaving behind only Twilight whom was currently panting and groaning from the entire ordeal she’d lost focus upon arrival.

“Hah… dammit…!” the purple alicorn heaved as she was found lying upon the ground, clothed only in perspiration, “Spike…!”

“It looks like that Twilight is tired now; perhaps, I should help her get some rest until morning…” the butterscotch pegasus had cooed, going over to the discarded housecoat and wrapped herself back up in it.

It didn’t take long for the tenant to carry the tired princess up in both arms and walked onward until they had reached to the bedroom. At last, it’d just seem that the golden silence which had once presided over in this household finally returned all too soon for them. Not a single creature stirred as Fluttershy placed Twilight upon the very bed, placing the hot pink comforter over the latter within due time.

As soon as the butterscotch pegasus began to leave the purple alicorn alone, the latter murmured, “Princess… Celestia…”

“Pleasant dreams…” the tenant had whispered, “see you in the morning…”

Needless to say, the princess was cloaked in bedding as she’d slept, sweating extravagantly since the ordeal they were in. Although that Twilight was safe and sound for the time being, she was nonetheless still affected by the very disclosure. Only the comforts of Fluttershy’s abode would serve as the temporary provision for her visitor’s quiescence sure enough. Much things still had lingered on in regards to Fur Ball whom, up until that very moment in time, was a harmless creature. In spite of the peace, the purple alicorn was left alone, far from the comforts of the library and the denizens within sight.