**9 Nightmare Night

It’s been a week since Pinkie has moved in and things have generally been normal... well as normal as they can be with Pinkie around. We managed to get her all moved in and comfortable without any hassle. After the first full day of Pinkie I was beat but, she has taken this role of supporting me well, always lending her hoof when I seem to get stressed out. She also pushes me to get up everyday, making me grow better habits along with providing me company, something I’m getting more comfortable with over time. Hopefully I don’t become reliant on her, my past relationship being similar to that once I convinced myself it was my purpose of living. It’s never a heathy relationship if you completely depend on the other person, it’s only breeding grounds for problems to come, a life lesson I took away.

Getting back to myself now rather than the past, today is a special day in Equestria for all pony kind, it’s Nightmare Night! Now I’m not a big Halloween type guy but, Pinkie is convinced that I should give their holiday a try, certain that I’ll enjoy it. Unlike the party pony I was unprepared up until last night where I reached a decision on my costume. I smile to myself as I glance over my appearance in the mirror, it’s exactly how I envisioned. Atop my head lay my Stetson hat from Applejack, my facial hair shaven down to look like a grizzled 5 o’clock shadow. The shirt I wear a black collared button up, engulfed by a black jacket with grizzly fur interior lining. The belt buckle that holds up my pants is large a silver face. Lastly the the back denim pants I wear are tucked at the bottom inside my shin high boots. I wanted to wear Spurs as well but logically there is no purpose of them in Equestria with the lack of horse riding making them nonexistent. With the help of Rarity with a few parts and Aj, it all came together swimmingly.

“Evenin’ ma’am” I practice my deep southern drawl. Yep, I’m a cowboy to any onlooker but I’d like to think of my costume as an outlaw. It’s childish I know but, Pinkie said to go all out and shit so I wasn’t going to hold back, if I don’t enjoy today then it’s not meant to be. I walk back into the living room to see Pinkie dressed up as a mummy, her body covered in several wraps of gauze leaving few facial features available.

“You look awesome Joey! Your like one of those pony western outlaws that robs trains and has standoffs with all the tumble weeds and stuff” See she gets it!

I chuckle, “I like your costume as well, it’s shameful I can’t see that cute pony face of yours under all that gauze though” flirting with Pinkie in an attempt to get her riled up.

“You shouldn’t joke like that silly, besides you’ll have a bunch of cuties out there tonight for you to look at instead!” My attempt fails to really get a reaction out of her, something I finding to be difficult the more time I spend with her.

What makes this pony embarrassed?

“Pinkie you know I’m not interested in a relationship right now correct? Plus I don’t even know how something like that would work, I’m kinda large to all of you and that’s not even mentioning the anatomical differences. I don’t even know if I could find a pony attractive” Pinkie frowns a little at my words.

“Love finds a way, I’m sure it does! Maybe you just need some time around ponies more, that way you could see us as something other than ponies”

The way she phrases it makes me sound xenophobic, “I find ponies cute but... sexual attractive? I haven’t felt anything close to that since I’ve been here” It’s at this point I finally realize the conversation were having, Pinkies lack of embarrassment makes talking about my sexual preferences almost seem normal. I blush quickly, “Can we talk about something else?”

“Okie dokie! What do you wanna talk about? We could go over what there’s to do when we get there or what the girls are planning to do...”

I stop her mid thought, “What are all the girls up to? Do you all get together every year or?”

“Okay okay, Fluttershy likes to hide away cause she’s scared and Rainbow likes to play all the games against AJ. Twilight and Spike are sorta new to celebrating Nightmare Night at Ponyville so I’m not sure what they’ll do and Rarity is super big into the costume competition!” Pinkie lightly bounces up and down as she speaks, full of excitement.

“Twilight and Spike are new to this?” Scratching me head in confusion.

“Yea silly! Didn’t you know they moved here only a couple years ago?” Acting as if it were obvious.

Shaking my head and facepalming I move on, “What about you? What do you normally do?” I ask genuinely interested.

She blushes, “Oh... I like to make sure everypony is having a great time!” I’m surprised to get a blush out of her, maybe my question caught her off guard.

“Then let’s do that, I can experience everything the night has to offer and help you out as well” She becomes slightly worried.

“But I want you to enjoy Nightmare Night, you might not if you have to follow me around” Pinkie says with concern. She never thinks about herself, it’s a wonderful thing but, she needs to learn that it’s okay to be selfish.

“I thought you liked my company? Worried I might slow you down?” Her concern grows.

“No, that’s not it at all! I really like having you around Joey! I’m worried about you not having enough fun” Her gaze goes away from me toward the floor.

“I’ll be with Ponyvilles own party pony Pinkie, if there’s one pony I know that can have fun it’s you! So is it okay if I stick with you for the night?” She seems conflicted.

“Of course it’s okay, I just want you to-“

“I will Pinkie” I say while kneeling down to her level as she looks back to me, “I’ve got you” I give her a smile.

This is enough to crack her, her face flushed as she looks away embarrassed, “That was super cheesy Joey!” She bites her lip in frustration.

I stand back up laughing, “Well you ponies are really rubbing off on me, you should feel proud”

“Anyways, we should check out all the games first this year and look at all the shops for special Nightmare Night goodies! Then we can go to the costume competition and show off our own!” Pinkie jumps up and down in excitement.

I frown, “Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean there’s still a lot of ponies that don’t like me and I really don’t want to cause any trouble...”

Pinkie stomps her hoof, “Blasphemy! Everypony is sure to like you more if they see you out partying with the rest of us silly, this is a perfect chance to get them back on your side!”

“You make me seem like a villain trying to win your trust” I joke.

Pinkie giggles, “Well... technically some ponies think you are a villain” We both share a chuckle.

“I guess your right, I’m putting my trust into you on this one okay? That’s not something I’d normally do” I say while giving Pinkie and serious look.

She give me a toothy smile and nods in understanding. “It’ll be great! Plus wait til you see princess Luna, she’s all scary and flys around all night, ponies need to keep an eye out or she’ll spook you!”

I dismissively wave my hand, “Sure... I’ll just try to kiss her if she gets too courageous” I say the last part under my breath.

“Okie dokie, let’s get out there!” Pinkie bursts through the door slamming it open, she waits just outside for me to follow.

I hurry after the little speed demon placing my hands together and blowing on them to keep warm. It’s not freezing outside but, cold clammy hands are uncomfortable and I’d like to avoid that at least. We continue down the path from my home into Ponyville, the lights of the party shining brightly in the night sky from a certain part of town, it’s around the town hall where I haven’t been to much. The distant music and voices start to grow louder as we enter the center of town, this doesn’t keep me however from thinking about what happened with me and Dash, this likely the first time I’ve seen her since our argument. I move my hand instinctively over my arm, rubbing over the previous cut marks from before. Pinkie seems to notice my discomfort and chimes in.

“You okay Joey? I know being around lots of ponies makes you nervous but, they’re sure not to notice you that much ya know, with everything that’s going on you’ll fit right in with your rootin tootin shootin outfit” She pretends to draw from a holster while chewing on straw.

I give a weak smile, “That’s not it... me and Dash kinda got into it when she found out what I did.... she wasn’t exactly happy about me hiding it as well” Looking away as I say this.

“Dashie was just worried about you Joe, she just has a funny way of showing it”

“I don’t know about that, I mean beside you, I promised her not to tell anypony either” Pinkie stays silent for a moment while we keep walking.

“I’m not the brightest pony Joey but even I know it’s uncomfortable to talk about certain things, I’m sure you two will be all huggy wuggy once you meet up!” I chuckle at the image.

“I hope so...”

We keep moving closer to the noise now walking with a few other ponies as well, as I glance around I realize most of them are indeed not paying me much attention. Maybe this won’t be all that bad. Coming up to an opening, I round the corner behind Pinkie to a view of the party. Ponies in various costumes of vampires, gladiators, doctors and other random themes were scattered around town hall in the fronts of shops and game stalls. This mood can be felt in the air like electricity, almost like a sporting event, most ponies smiling and enjoying the night. It’s almost infectious as I start to smile a little, distracted by my surroundings. Pinkie pulls my hand dragging me with her, my attention coming back to her.

“Joey come on! We gotta try out all the games!” Her voice desperate as if we need to hurry.

“Sorry... I just, I’ve never really been to something like this before” I blush embarrassed at my lack of social experience.

Pinkie seems unaware of my reveal, still dragging me through a crowd toward the closest game stall. Once we approach the front I take a good look to see the prizes along the side, stuffed animals of different sizes hang from the sides and top. Looking now to the game I see it’s one of those throwing challenges were three pins remain standing up on a table a few feet away.

How do ponies throw? I mean if Pinkie can grip stuff with her hooves then maybe the same way?

A mare standing inside the stall steps over to greet us while wearing a stuffed dragon costume, its green face displays a serpent’s tongue above the ponies head like a hoodie. It’s rather adorable.

“You two look like you can toss a mean ball, wanna try for a prize? Just 3 bits and you get three throws, hit all the pins without missing and you’ll get another throw for free. Knock over the stack of three with the extra throw and you can win one of the big prizes hanging above!” Her gleeful energy is genuine.

Pinkie looks over to me, “Joey Joey! You throw for a game, I bet your really accurate with those long arms!”

I chuckle as I reach into my pocket for 3 bits, little does she know I played some ball in my day. Placing the three bits on the counter I stretch out my arm in preparation as the mare heads over to set up the pins. Pinkie stands in anticipation with her front hooves up on the railing.

This should be relatively easy

Taking one of the three balls, I toss it to myself to test its weight, very similar to the weight of a baseball. Looking down range, the targets only remain around 8-10 feet away, their size that of a bowling pin. After a windup, I whip the first ball in between two of the pins, knocking them both over in one throw.

“Wow that was a super good throw!” Pinkie shouts next to me.

The mare behind the counter seems impressed as well, “That’s was a pretty hard throw there for how accurate you place it, you play this game often?”

I chuckle, “You could say I’ve had some experience” Tossing the next throw into the final pin.

“Looks like we got a winner! How’s for a double or nothing? Hit the three down with one throw for the big prize or take one of the medium prizes on the side there?” I look over to Pinkie for a decision.

“One more! One more! I know big guy has this!”

“Alright, let me set it up, just use the ball you got there left over” The mare walks to the back and sets up an different set of objects, size similar to that of a tin can but stacked in a triangle.

Once the mare had cleared the way, I sized up my target and reached back throwing my best effort. Unfortunately I toss the ball a little too high and knock only the top can over, one of the bottom ones falling as well with it.

“Ooo, almost but I’m feeling generous. Since you got the first three with two throws I’ll give you one more shot!” She says handing me another ball with a wink.

I’m taken aback at the ponies kindness, most carnival games back home unforgiving and expensive. “That’s super cool of you, thanks!” I say while grabbing the ball and giving another toss, it’s not perfect but glances off the can just enough to knock it from the table.

“Winner! A big winner! Pick a prize from above!” Honestly the mare seems happy I’ve won, looking to the top prize rack it seems rather unscathed, still full from tonight’s competitors. It’s at this moment I realize I’ve drawn a small crowd of attention at my throwing display.

My heart starts to race at the attention before Pinkie pulls at my arm. “I like the pink elephant what do you think?” She looks up at me with joy.

Her expression is enough to calm me down for the moment, I look up to the choices. It’s a large pink elephant, a big snake, and both the princesses in stuffed animal form. Seeing how I hate reptiles and either princess as a choice is awkward, I go with Pinkies choice and select the elephant carrying it with me as we walk away from the stall.

“Wowee, I can’t believe you won a prize! I never beat that that game!” I laugh at her frustrated tone, it’s somewhat close to jealous child.

“We won Pinkie” I correct. “It’s your prize” She looks at me in disbelief.

“But you won and paid for it!”

I laugh, “Yea but what the hell am I supposed to do with this?” Pointing to the large elephant that currently rides over my shoulders in a piggy back.

“You really mean I can have it?” Showing off her innocent sparkling eyes.

“Yes you goofball! You take the weirdest things seriously...”

As we walk to all the game stalls, we stop at a few more, Pinkie now playing for her own prize at each one. Surprisingly the only other one the two of us win is a ring toss game about throwing a small hoop over a glass bottle. She chose her prize and now carried it over her back, a stuffed snake that she could wrap around herself, it sort of added to the costume as well. Glancing around I notice a familiar cyan mare in a duel of apple dipping against Aj, I freeze up.

Ah shit there she is, what the fuck do I say to her?

While combing through ideas in my head Pinkie takes the initiative once more and begins to drag me toward the two once she notices them as well. I actively sweat in worry, terrified of what Dash is going to say.

“Cmon Joey! Stop pulling back, Dash and Aj are over here going at it! We gotta watch!” She stares with confusion while pulling me along. My feet feel heavy but I’m forced to move with her if I don’t want to fall over.

We come up close to the two as they now are firing catapults filled with a pumpkin each toward a bullseye target a small distance away. Doubting the ability of the catapults accuracy I’m surprised to see them both hit the mark before rushing to the next event. They go from stall to stall at rapid pace, keeping track of their score against each other, a point for each game won. It’s a blur and thankfully Dash is so focused into beating AppleJack that she doesn’t even notice I’m there in the crowd. They come to the final game that I had won the pink elephant from before, the two of them throwing their best at the pins. My guess from earlier turns out to be correct as they somehow carry the ball in their hoof as if it were magnetically attached before throwing it toward.

As they both throw their final ball it’s Dash who ends up knocking over the most pins and taking the lead on their tiebreaker. As the crowd they gathered cheers for Dash’s victory I sneak away slowly toward the Nightmare Night themed shop close by. I glance a quick look back to see Rainbow bragging to Aj about something but, I’m too far away to hear it.

I hide around the entrance watching the two go at it. “Hey! What’s going on Joey! Why are you all sneaky, are you hiding from somepony?” Pinkie says from under my arm, looking in the same direction as me.

I leap away in shock at Pinkies own sneakiness, “Oh my g- oh, uh remember how you wanted to check out the shops? Well here we are! We should look around at what they got maybe I could get like a new mug or-“ I notice my distraction isn’t working as well as I planned as Pinkie now stood there tapping her hoof impatiently.

“Tell me the truth sneaky, why are you hiding from Dashie? Just apologize and talk things out, otherwise you might explode from keeping it all in”

“I’m waiting for the right moment okay? Just let me figure this out” I come off a little harsher than I want, Pinkie doesn’t seem to mind though.

“Don’t come crying to Pinkie once you explode...” She says dragging out the last word.

I huff at her joke, checking around the store for anything that catches my eye. Most of the goods inside are fit for pony use or wear making my selections slim, after a bit I give up settling for watching Pinkie shop. Her pace is chaotic zipping from isle to isle hovering over each shelf.

“Ooo look at this cute shirt! Oh what about this snow globe? It’s got all of Ponyville inside... oh ohh look at this!” Showing each new thing she finds to me before quickly dashing back to grab another.

“I’ve never even seen any of you ponies ever even wear a shirt before, why waste the bits?”

She stops suddenly right in front of me, “Ponies wear shirts all the time! We wear socks and stocking and all kinds of stuff during kinky time! Some ponies like the undressing...” saying the last part in a whisper.

“That’s... pretty weird but somehow not surprising given how you ponies have a lot of similarities to humans, besides the hooves, fur and stuff”

“Do you like kinky stuff?” Pinkie asked innocently.

I blush looking around to see if anypony heard, “Pinkie you can’t just ask a question like that!”

“Why not? I just did, it was super easy!” Smiling proudly.

“Ugh Pinkie I know your not being serious but cmon, I’m just a man here, there’s only so much I can take”

She giggles, “A hooman” correcting me.

“The word man is a pronoun Pinkie... at least I think that’s what you call it” I pause before snapping back. “That’s besides the point! Asking me a question like that could only stem from your own dirty little thoughts, I bet your all into dressing up behind closed doors aren’t ya?”

She shrugs, “I dunno... maybe” she says with a wink. The nerve of this pony.

Our conversation on proper etiquette is cut short when none other than Twilight Sparkle and her trusty assistant Spike arrive on the scene. Twi steps forward in her costume, she’s a witch with a big oversized hat and staff along her side. Her robe is a purplish velvet, covering the rest of her back however if she stood on two legs I’m sure Its not covering her stomach. Spike meanwhile stood beside her wearing a crown encrusted with various jewels, along with a robe and scepter.

“Happy Nightmare Night! You two getting along well as roommates? I’m sure Joey is a real handful” She jokes smiling at me.

“He’s really sleepy all the time and he doesn’t like to go out much but, he’s dependable! He helped me move in and get comfortable so easy, he even lets me cuddle him whenever I need!” My face heats up at the last part as I look for Twilights response.

“Oh is that right? He sure likes to cuddle doesn’t he?” Twilight says, giving a jealous look.

“We cuddled sometimes Twi! It’s just Pinkie is always asking plus she helps around the house a bunch, it’s the least I could do”

Spike giggles behind Twilight, “Big guy is a big softie” he whispers just loud enough for me to hear.

“I’ll show you soft you little-“

“So how do you like Nightmare Night so far Joey? Is it better than you expected?” Twilight interjects.

I shrug, “it’s been pretty okay so far, but yes, better than I expected. I did have the bar set really low though...”

“You two seemed to be having fun though when we walked up, I’m just happy to see you enjoying yourself is all” Twilight gets across her sincerity in what she said from her tone alone, it’s comforting to have a friend like that.

“That’s nice to hear you say that” We both smile to each other as I meet her gaze. It takes a second before I remember where I am and quickly get embarrassed.

“We should really get over to the costume party, they start judging any minute now!” Pinkie brings up suddenly, pulling at my arm.

“See you two around!” Twilight shouts as Spike waves behind her.

I turn back to the impatient pony dragging me around with some confusion, “I was having a good conversation with Twilight, what’s with all the hurry? You said yourself earlier that your here to make sure everypony is having fun, clearly I don’t fit under that category”

Pinkie turns to me with a blush, “I don’t want to be late is all, an early worm gets the bird!” Her voice clearly shaken up.

“No... the worm doesn’t.. get any birds, Pinkie are you okay?” I ask with concern.

“You and Twilight were talking a whole bunch and we couldn’t be late so I just sped up things, you can always talk to her later it’s not like she’s going anywhere” Her attitude has complete shifted to a Pinkie to embarrassment.

“Were you... jealous of me talking to Twi?”

Pinkie gets defensive, “I’m not jealous! I... you.. how come Twilight gets a nickname!” she pouts.

“I can give you one if you want” She seems unsatisfied. I sigh, “Listen, I don’t know what’s got into you but, we need to talk about it later when we get back home. This really isn’t the place right now and I don’t want to ruin this night so let’s keep moving” Pinkie while still flustered nods her head in agreement and leads the way.

What the fuck was that all about?

My head swarms with questions as we walk through the crowd, now over in the costume competition section, currently in line for judging. Looking to the ponies around me I’d say my odds of winning are minuscule but that’s not what I’m here for anyways. Looking up to the sky I see a swooping figure go over the moon, it’s size large and dark blending in with the sky once it leaves the moons face. My first thought is holy shit but as I think about it more I can reasonably assume it must be Luna given Pinkies warning before we left. She must be scouting for ponies that are separated, maybe I should see if I can get her to spot me.

“Hey, I need to use the restroom real quick. Can you hold my spot in line?” Pinkie nods as I give her the stuffed elephant.

“Just hurry back, we’re almost halfway through the line!” As I walk away and look back I scuff, there’s at least 40 ponies in front of us.

After creating some distance between myself and most ponies, I find myself alone near a bench in Ponyville’s own park. It’s not long before I hear a rustle in the bush next to me, standing up I walk over to investigate. Assuming it’s Luna I pounce around it in surprise.

“Gotcha!” I shout only to find no pony there at all. Realizing my mistake to slow I’m tackled to the ground by a large shape. Flipping over to see my attacker I’m shocked to see the change in Luna’s appearance. Her size larger than normal somewhere around Celestia’s and her coat was black rather than a dark blue. She bared large fangs as well going along with her menacing sharp facial features, if I hadn’t heard of the stories before, I would be shitting myself.

“Luna?”

“Tis no Luna! Thou speaks to Nightmare Moon, watch thy tongue before we eat it from thou mouth!” She speaks in a powerful voice, vibrating my body with each word.

I smirk, “that sounds pretty frisky. Since you got me all pinned down behind this bush already why don’t we make use of the privacy” I say sultry.

Luna quickly leaps off of me blushing, “Joey! We are in character, could you play along just this once!”

“But the opportunity was right there! I mean you said you would suck my tongue right out of my mouth ya big perv” I laugh.

Luna bits her lip before succumbing to laughter as well. “Was a mistake to say such a thing we know. It is nice to speak with you Joe, tis a forgotten feeling talking with a pony that does not treat one as royalty”

“Pleasures all mine, your a lot of fun as well. I really like the way you talk, it’s unique and I think people that be themselves are the best kind” Smiling to her as I sit on the ground still.

“Ponies” she corrects, “and we appreciate your kind words”

“Where’s your sister? Shouldn’t she be helping out as well?” Luna giggles.

“Would thou like to wake her from her slumber for us? We could teleport you there now” An image of a very irritated and sleepy Celestia towering over me pops up in my head.

“On second thought, she should rest. It’s a lot of work being a ruler of Equestria I’d bet, I’m sure you’d agree”

Luna stares off, “Yes very much so for my sister, I however do not share the same burden. My night court is often barren and the dreamscape is rarely disturbed by nightmares, my sister much more important than I”

I frown, “I think your just as important Luna, I mean you have a whole day after yourself”

“Summer Sun Celebration is a holiday for my sister, we are not the only one with a day after ourselves” I think of another reason.

“Um... you give ponies a wonderful view every night of your starry sky!”

“Most ponies sleep rather than admire my work young Marshall” She says appearing to get more downtrodden, even phasing back into her normal form.

Yeesh this is supposed to be her night Joey, fix this

“I like your work, although I might not take the time to enjoy it every night I still think it’s beautiful. It really shows off your dedication and gives us something almost as stunning as it’s creator” I say with a smile.

Luna giggles at this moving closer to wrap me in her wing, sitting beside me. “Thou has a way with words, we just wish to be appreciated a little more for our work. It can feel like one has little purpose at times...”

I’m surprised at her openness towards me but don’t show it, “Your just not seeing things from the right perspective” Luna turns her head to the side in question. “Why do you think ponies are out here tonight?”

She sits for a moment in thought, “To celebrate the banishment of Nightmare Moon? To enjoy treats while dressing up for fun?”

I shake my head no, “They’re out here for you! If it was for your banishment, wouldn’t that fit under your sisters holiday? She’s the ‘hero’ of that story”

“Perhaps, but both are generally seen as a celebration of that”

“Well it doesn’t make sense to have two holidays celebrating the same thing and ponies like being scared sometimes, specially if it’s the purpose of the day. What I’m trying to say is that the ponies over there love you, and I bet if you show up all large and scary they’ll enjoy it”

“You... think they love us?”

“Absolutely”

“How can you be certain?”

I chuckle, “Cause your my friend and I don’t become friends with just anypony. Your more genuine and relatable than most ponies as well”

“How could an evil pony like us be relatable?”

“Well... we both seem to hate our past and ourselves at points. I think our inability to love ourselves is the reason we treat everypony else better. Personal I feel like they deserve my best for putting up with me, do you get what I mean?”

“We have trouble forgiving ourself for the past but, I do not believe I treat you any better than I treat myself”

“See that, you being all humble, I mean your taking time out of your day just to talk with me. Your a better pony they you think” I give her a smile.

“We enjoy talking with you, tis fun” Returning the smile.

“Aw you spoil me. For real though, they love you I’ve seen it”

Luna places her hoof to her chin, “We will take thou’s word if they pledge their own love for us”

“What?” My brain fizzles out.

“Thou said the ponies love us, are you not of that crowd?” She gives a smirk.

“That’s... what.... your asking for a lot!”

Luna giggles to herself, “Surely this is no trouble to announce, we are both grown are we not?”

I grumble for a moment, “I love you” I say in a low voice blushing.

Luna leans in closer with her ear facing me, “Could you repeat that? Thou awfully quiet”

“Your pushing your luck Lulu” she giggles waiting for me still. “Ugh, I hear by declare, that we love thou. Not in a sexual way, strictly platonic!”

She ponders for a moment, then stands up and begin to transform back into her Nightmare Moon form, standing much higher than before.

“We shall take your word and give these ponies a show, hurry back now if you don’t wish to miss it” Lunas confidence visibly risen.

I guess even princesses have doubts, I just hope what I said about ponies loving her is true otherwise... yeesh

The now Nightmare Moon version of Luna takes off without a sound, blending with the night sky. I pick myself up, moving away from the bush only to be jerked backwards onto my back. The force catches me off guard knocking the wind out of me, I struggle to catch my breath. Attempting to raise myself to see the cause, I’m greeted by a resistance around my torso, wrists, and ankles. While bounded I still gasp to catch my breath, finally able to get a lungful after a few seconds.

“*gasp* oh my god... what the fuck is happening?” My voice croaks out.

As I question, a figure with glowing horn pushes its way through the bush to loom over me, facial features covered by a white pony mask and the rest of its body shrouded in black robes.

“Im not going to underestimate you like my pa did, I’m sure you can recognize my voice” The pony speaks in a feminine tone with a country drawl.

“No.. no I can’t say I recognize your voice but your sure as fuck going to remember mine once you let me the fuck go!” I struggle to move, anger setting in as I struggle.

“Well darn, that’s disappointin. Maybe you’d remember my pa? Ya know, that pony you beat in the middle of the street! I’ve been waiting for this moment for a while now and I thought I outa return the favor” she steps closer to me as she talks.

“He fucking hit me with a rock! That stupid bastard had I-“ I’m struck across the face with her hoof. I go to retort yet my voice carries no sound, my eyes going wide.

“Don’t worry... I ain’t gonna kill ya, I want you to remember this” She says almost like a viper dragging the s in her last word.

WARNING: CONTAINS FORCED INTERCOURSE

She begins to remove her robe, walking over me with her hips aligned with my own. The panic starts to set it causing me to hyperventilate. My heart pounds away in my chest making it difficult to focus as I struggle to think of a solution. She pulls at my belt, struggling to remove it.

“Let’s see what your hiding”

I try to scream for help but not a sound leaves my throat. Focus back to my assaulter, I give her a death stare before she finally makes progress with removing my pants. Unable to see her reaction I’m completely at her will.

Holy shit please god, someone come stop this crazy bitch. Luna?!? Pinkie?! Anyone?”

I feel a cold breeze as she pulls away at my underwear revealing myself. She moves back for a moment to inspect.

“What is that? It’s so small... that can’t be all of it cause this is pathetic!” She pokes around at my dick as if it might come awake at just a touch.

Thankfully it’s much too cold and I’m a grower, maybe she’ll decide to beat me instead seeing my genitalia as unfit. Sadly this hope is short lived as she begins to form her magic over it. I gasp at the feeling, a sudden electricity shoots through my body. I’m blushing heavily and refuse to give eye contact as she makes her way at my cock, waking it from its slumber. I feel sick as she now places her wet mare hood against my stomach, she’s getting off to this. Even with a normal sense of smell her musk is apparent now, given the proximity to her privates. It’s repulsive feeling her sticky privates rub against my body.

“Now that’s more like it, see? It wasn’t that hard. Understand I’ve really needed this and I’m sure you can enjoy this too you little freak”

I refuse to look down at what’s taking place but can assume based on feel alone. Her own heat rubs against my length in several long strokes, covering me in her wet. By now I’ve realized that my panic has subsided but is replaced with disgust and feelings of desperation. I stop struggling, knowing the pointlessness of still trying. If there was any hope of me getting out of this, it wouldn’t be from myself.

“Alrighty let’s get this show on the road, don’t wanna take too long. I know how you friends with all them elements, it’d be best if we avoid them” As she says this, she lines up her hips with my cock before sliding down taking it in fully. She gasps, saliva leaking from her exposed tongue.

At this point I cannot hold back tears, my gaze still looking away toward the ground next to me. I sniffle, attempting to hold back from breaking down as she has her way with me, working atop while both her hooves are placed on my chest. The feeling of her tightness is exotic in a way however disgusting to admit, pleasuring. Shamefully I almost enjoy the feeling. Her hips continue to meet mine with increasing speed over time, building at my release. It’s been a while since my last time but unfortunately I continue to last, much to this ponies pleasure. My eyes become dull and lifeless, I run on autopilot waiting for the moment to end.

“Wow... you sure... last a long time. Better than most stallions even... what a shame I only get tonight... wish I had more time”

Each minute that goes by feels like an hour. She works me like a toy, my sole purpose to pleasure her sick desire and revenge. Just the sound of wet smacking against bare skin and occasional shouts of voices from nearby can be heard. Knowing that help is only a minutes walk away is deflating as time moves on, no signs of ponies drawing any nearer.

Her wet builds around the base of my shaft as she suddenly squeezes around me, reaching her climax. She gasps, her magic releasing for a moment. I go to smack her off of me but am slammed back into the ground, her hoof ripping my sleeve as she trips. She places me back under her magic then changes focus to my arm, pulling the sleeve back to reveal my scars.

“How’d you get these?” She asks with a shortened breath, I refuse to face her. “Did somepony get you before me or... you did this to yourself. Wow your pathetic, this just keeps getting better” She stays for a moment letting her legs come back to her, then stands to lift herself off of me. A strand of her cum strings outward from her mare hood to my still hard dick. “Thanks for the fun time, maybe after this you’ll learn your place or maybe... we can do this again sometime”

Placing her robe back around herself, she begins to walk away from me keeping her magic bound even after she had left. I’m stuck for at least a handful of minutes before I’m released. Instead of getting up, I’m left feeling empty, settling to just stay where I lay. Is it even worth continuing to live at this point?

Wiping the tears from my eyes after a minute, I pull up my pants then puke into the grass next to me. Well one thing is for sure, I was wrong about ponies being PG, potentially the worst mistake of my life. Even after I told myself to be less trust worthy of others, I essentially trusted these ponies to be more morally sane than what I’m accustomed too. I’ll never make that mistake again.

SCENE OVER

I’ve been violated, bound, raped, and I can’t possibly tell anypony. Imagining the looks and pity I would receive from telling Twilight, Pinkie, hell even Dash is enough to scare me into silence. What would they think of me? A pathetic used body, unable to even stand up for himself. Picking myself up I walk back to the party, dragging my feet with each step. I want to die.

Rounding the corner theres a distinct lack of ponies, the area previously carrying the largest group now was an empty opening with just one pony remaining behind the judging booth. Walking up to the pony I struggle to speak.

“I *ahem* umm.. where’d everypony go?”

Behind the booth sat a lean mare dressed in pilgrims clothes, something an early settler would wear. She stares at me with confusion then quickly plugs her nose with her hoof.

“You smell terrible! What did you get into?”

“Can you just answer my question?” I ask impatiently.

“Nightmare Moon showed up and scared everypony away, you really missed it? Best Nightmare Night I’ve ever had”

Sniffing myself, I’m unable to really tell a difference from before. Meanwhile the mare in front of me gives another whiff before her face becomes crimson with shock.

Thats right, they have a really strong sense of smell...

Blushing, I hurry my way from the party heading back toward my house. The walk is long and quiet, shouts of ponies in the distance come from every angle. It’s rather dark compared to normal as most candles remain unlit to keep things festive for the night. I’m unaffected by this, feeling hollow and exhausted, too tired to care. I need to shower and sleep, yes lots of sleep.

Once I reach the hill before my home, I see that Fluttershy is waiting at my front door, rushing out to greet me.

“Joey! Where have you been! The girls are worried sick about you and said you disappeared, I was giving out candy in my home when Dash came rushing over asking for help” Shy rushes over to me stoping suddenly and sniffing the air.

“I got lost... Im really tired Shy, tell the girls I’m okay and tell Dash that I will talk to her tomorrow” I walk passed the confused Fluttershy plugging her nose.

“Are you sure your okay? I mean you smell really weird and you look all dirty”

I continue walking without turning back, “I’m fine” then shut the door behind myself, sliding down it’s frame until I hit the floor. Pulling into a fetal position I break down. It’s a while I lay there until I have no tears left to shed. Getting myself up, I head over to the bathroom and shower off any evidence left over. The warm water cascading over my skin feels wonderful but the dirty feeling won’t wash away. I never knew what it felt like to be truly violated, almost as if I was still there, all the recent feelings present across my body. While drying myself off I can hear the front door opening and a set of hooves trotting on the wooden floor. Dressing myself I open the door and head to my room, surprised to see Pinkie laying on my bed impatiently.

“What the hay Joey! You scared me and the girls, how did you get lost?” Pinkie shouts.

“Must’ve taken a wrong turn” I can’t maintain eye contact, worrying as if she could tell what happened through my eyes.

“A wrong turn!? I know your smart enough to find your way back, I mean the party was electric! And you missed Nightmare Moon showing up, she chased us all around the town hall! It was super duper fun!” Her attitude changes from frustration to excitement just from thinking about what happened. “So you just headed back home? Fluttershy said you didn’t reach your house but a few minutes ago, also Dashie said she wanted to talk to you tomorrow when you have time. She’s staying with Fluttershy for the winter”

I sit down on the bed next to Pinkie, turning to her with a fake smile. “Well I’m home now and safe! I’m really tired though so I wouldn’t mind if you let me get some sleep”

Pinkie looks at my face and quickly frowns, “Joey, why are you crying?”

Confused at her words I place my hand to my face to confirm that I am indeed crying. I look back to Pinkie, worry laced across her face. “I don’t know, really s-strange huh?” I crack a little, my lip trembling as I speak.

Pinkie moves closer, placing her hoof around my back. I flinch pushing her away, startling us both. My heart races, unsure of what to say. I open my mouth to speak yet no words reach my lips.

“What is going on! Are you okay?” She is completely puzzled at my reaction.

I fall to the floor next to my bed placing my face into my arms, curling into a ball. “I... I wanna die Pinkie.... please just... I don’t know what to do” I break down again sobbing, heaving with each breath.

Pinkie stands there for a moment unsure. Moving closer to me she hesitantly places her hoof against me, I flinch but don’t move to stop her.

“I’m here for you Joey, we can get through this together I know we can. Your strong, plenty strong enough to deal with anything that comes your way. I know you’ll be fine” She continues to speak encouraging words my way, now hugging me in her hooves as I cry. It’s the normal approach she takes to my breakdowns, her now the only one who I’d let see me like this.

After half an hour of sobbing I find myself laying on my bed, curled up with my head on Pinkie’s lap. She softly hums to me while stroking through my hair, it’s calming enough to settle me down. I lay there confused on what to do next, do I make her Pinkie promise to pretend this never happened? No, I couldn’t do that... not again after the way I hurt Dash. I don’t know what to do.

I look across to my nightstand, the bottle of insomnia medication standing there tall, at the ready. I could... overdose myself, that way these ponies can move on with their lives instead of wasting it taking care of me and I can leave this suffering. I need to make Pinkie leave the room somehow.

“Pinkie” I croak out.

“Hmm?”

“Could you get me something to drink? My throat feels dry” it’s not a lie honestly.

“Sure, you just relax okay? You don’t have to tell me anything until your ready” She gets up leaving me alone, her warm body separating from me is beyond disappointing.

Waiting for her to be gone I reach over to the bottle and remove it’s cap, pouring a large amount of the medication into my hand. I shuffle the pills around for a moment contemplating my decision, is this really what I want? I hear hoof steps drawing near causing me to panic. I bail out, hurrying to put back the medication I spill most of it onto the bed next to me. I blush with shame, knowing what’s to come. Pinkie enters the room instantly spotting the situation, my hand carrying the bottle with pills scattered across the bedsheets, I sit in the middle with a blush looking to the floor.

“Joey!?! What did you do?!?” I avoid her stare as she shakes me with her hooves.

“...didn’t do it” is all I’m able to mumble out causing Pinkie to stop holding her breath.

She hugs me tight, “Please don’t scare me like that” Her voice cracking. “What if I l-lost y-you? What would the g-girls do? ...we love you Joey, why can’t you see that?” She tells me, picking up the pills I had previously spilled.

“I’m sorry” it’s all I can muster to say. After gathering the last of my mess, she walks into the other room quickly with my medication then returns soon after without it.

“I’m going to hold onto your prescription, I’m sure you understand”

I had even fucked up killing myself, truly unable to accomplish anything. Nightmare Night had now become as the name says, a nightmare. I’ll never be able to enjoy the holiday ever again, a constant reminder of what happened.

Pinkie climbs up onto the bed, hugging me once more, I return the favor wrapping her in my embrace.

Me and Pinkie remain embraced for a while, her body’s warmth against my own is comforting however, a slight feeling of disgust remains with me from remember that ponies touch. I won’t let that pony affect my life, continuing to hold Pinkie in my arms. Each breath she takes is hot against my neck, her head resting next to mine only lower, eyes level with my mouth.

“Your a good pony”

I don’t respond, instead snuggle deeper into Pinkie as if I could disappear into her embrace. She smiles, rubbing her face into mine. I don’t know much about ponies but this feels like she’s marking me. Exhaustion makes it too difficult to care, I choose rather to enjoy the feeling then question it, rubbing my own face back somewhat.

The pleasure is short lived, my feelings of disgust and filth return making things difficult to enjoy. I frown once more with my eyes closed. Pinkie must have her own open as she notices this change of behavior.

“What can I do to help make you comfortable?” She asks gently.

I ignore her question, willing to somewhat get what happened off my chest. “Something... bad happened, something very bad and I don’t know what to do” Desperation in my voice.

She squeezes me, “You don’t have to tell me right now, take your time”

“I might need a lot of time...” I whisper.

She pulls my face to meet her, Causing me to open my eyes. Her face is only inches away from my own, her eyes big blue eyes are like pools of water I can see my reflection in. I listen to what she has to say.

“I’ll be here for you always, I promise” An all familiar promise that I’ve heard before yet this time it feels different, like it carries weight. I put my forehead against her’s, closing my eyes.

“I hope so”

Both of us lay on our sides, heads against the pillows on my bed. Silence fills the room, the distant crackling of the fire in the other room can be heard, the door leading there still open. Suddenly I feel something move the collar on my neck, opening my eyes again to see Pinkie fiddling with it.

“We should get this thing off so you can relax, it’s been a long day for you” With some tugging and pulling she eventually pulls the collar from my neck unassisted, my face flushed from receiving such help.

I feel so embarrassed about everything and yet Pinkie does all she can to help, I owe this pony my life. After some time of cuddling, Pinkie gets up to blow out any lit candles and check the fireplace. Without the feeling of her close I start to panic, struggling to catch my breath. For some reason I feel vulnerable, like at any moment I could be violated again. Thankfully my cuddle buddy takes long enough for me to gather myself enough to appear unsettled, resting under the covers with my sunken eyes tracing her movements back to my bed. She gets under the covers with me, hugging me once more.

“Try to sleep okay? I’ll be here if you need me” She whispers into my ear.

We lay there for only a minute til I break the silence, “I can’t do this... I just can’t anymore”

Pinkie hugs me tighter, stroking my back with her hoof. “Yes you can Joey, your the bravest pony I know”

I shape my face into disgust, “I’m not brave, please don’t call me that”

“I’ve never met a pony that’s been through more than you have and kept going, that makes you brave in my book”

“Or stupid”

Pinkie kisses my forehead, drawing a blush on both our faces. “Your not stupid, now sleep your just being silly”

With my head against her chest I can hear her heart rate, the rhythmic beat lulling me deeper toward sleep. It becomes too difficult to stay awake with her scratching my head as well, my body finally finds peace.