Captain Clopper: Fuck the Displaced....I, uh, mean....fucked the Displaced.
What. The. FUUUUuuuuuUUUUUccccKKKK?!
Previous ChapterCaptain Clopper opened his eyes. "It was a fucking dream." He face hooved, splattering cum across his face. "Fuck." He heard giggling, and Luna sat up. She gently moved his face closer to hers, and licked off the splatter. "Thank you." She giggled.
"You're welcome, starshine." Captain Clopper rolled his eyes.
"That sounds like a pony name." Luna paused, then, after thinking about it, blushed and looked away.
"Eh, at least they're more creative than fucking Changeling names." Luna laughed, waking up Celestia.
"You're not wrong." Celestia said, prompting CC to pull her up.
"Good thing they've only been using like, 5 total Changelings to be relevant."
"What?" Luna and Celestia said at the same time.
"Nevermind. Anyways, now what we're up, what should we do?" Luna spoke up first.
"Slaughter Orphans!" CC raised an eyebrow, until he noticed that everything was suddenly grim...and dark.
"Oh no....not this genre."
(THIS SENTENCE IS HERE FOR THE WORD COUUUUUUNTTTTT!!!!!!)
Author's Note
Y'allst big PP people. That's all I got.
