Friendly Competition

“So, how was your day, girls?” Fluttershy asked, taking a seat. The delicious aroma of the apple pies before her brought some ease to her mind. Jean-Augustin was away, eating with the other pets or to be more precise, in his own corner for the others were too scared to get near him.

“I-I feel ... Pretty tired, it looks like everypony was curious about my injuries and asking me some questions, like: ‘does it hurt? Is your leg good? Do you wear a wig? When will you wear a wig?’ stuff like that.” Poh responded, looking sadly at her cast.

Fluttershy leaned closer to observe the cast and smiled. “Oh! You got some of your classmates to sign it. How nice of them!”

Bo Peep grinned. “Oh, let’s not forget we also did some nice things for our classmates, didn’t we Poh?”

“Oh screw you Bo for putting it forward. I thought we would keep it safe between us ... But yeah, we did. We even got some money in return! It looks like we integrated well in Ponyville!” Poh responded.

Bo smiled to Fluttershy “I tutored some of our struggling classmates out of goodwill.” Her eyes widened as the realization came crashing down on her. “Oh, we could’ve done that instead...”

“Yeah and I did finally great in mathematics for once! I think this is the only positive things that happened to me today. Oh, and Fluttershy? I think there’s glitters in my hair ... Could you?” Poh said, pointing to her mane.

Fluttershy clapped her hooves together joyfully. She leaned towards the filly and brushed the glitter off her mane. “Goodness, you two are really nice! I’m happy you’re reaching out to help others, it’s a very important trait to have growing up.”

Jean-Augustin raised his head from his bowl. “Cooperation is the most important tool in man and pony alike for it is a gift from the almighty. Without cooperation, great things can’t be achieved.”

“Oh, um, yeah, like he said.” Fluttershy added, mildly disturbed by the dog’s very existence.

Not concentrating on the subject of the conversation, Poh violently smashed her face inside the apple pie and vigorously eating the sweet dessert. “Yo mama, that is gyatt rizz and bussin’ dawg!”

“Poh, what did we say about swearing?” Fluttershy reprimanded in a harsher tone.

“You kiss your mother with that mouth?” Bo Peep added.

“Bo, don’t interfere.”

“Haï...”

Poh then let her head rest on the table in response of her bad behavior “Sorry ma”.

After they were finished with their sweet dessert, Bo Peep pulled Jean-Augustin aside. “Hey, buddy. Imma need a bit of help with my project. You see, tomorrow’s arts and crafts and we need to craft something, logically. What I want to do, I can’t do without the archangel’s magic, so can you lend me your help?”

Jean-Augustin held a paw to his chin. “Hm, if it’s in the name of the almigh-Discord, then yes, I would bestow you my power.”

Bo Peep hoof bumped the dog. “Oh boy, you’re sure to like my invention. What it is, I won’t tell right now, you’ll find out tomorrow in class, if you can manage to avoid everypony’s gaze.”

“Huh, ma I know it’s kinda early but I feel really tired, can we go to sleep, we have an important project tomorrow and I didn’t even think of any idea yet.” Poh requested.

“Of course, I won’t stop you from getting some rest.”

“Go to sleep.” Jean-Augustin muttered to Poh.

“You too, is now time that you swallow your own words you prick. You’ll know that art is harder than you think” Poh responded to her friend with a stare of challenge and anger.

In an instant, Jean-Augustin fell unconscious, much to Bo’s amazement.

“Impressive.”

In class, Bo Peep scouted the room with her eyes, searching for any nook and cranny to hide an archangel dog. The design was already crudely drawn with her hooves, all that needed to be done now was the actual building A.K.A the hard part.

Under her desk? No, too obvious. On the ceiling fan? That’ll just break and kill somepony. Outside the classroom staring through the windows above? Oh, he was actually there, eyeballing her with great anticipation.

“Okay, Poh. Now’s the time we get to work on our project.” Bo Peep said, grinning as she put on her green tinted googles, ready to assemble the pieces.

“Well, I don’t know what to do for my project, so I guess I can team up with you. Besides that, what are you doing? You’re not doctor Octopus dude, we are in school, the only stuff we have is a crayon that is filled with boggers and glitters inside people’s eyes.” Poh responded.

Bo Peep grinned, with the goggles, it looked like she was doing a Robotnik impression. “I’m not Octopus. I’m doctor Octopussy and we have more than just these meager pieces. I got some interesting stuff here. All metal and wires.”

“Ok, first off, what a fucking shitty joke. Secondly, that’s sus. Thirdly, why didn’t you want to do a fun little project like drawing what you did last summer or stuff like that? We are supposed to get the iron gauntlet you prick.” Poh exclaimed.

Bo Peep shook her head, looking back at her schematics with her brows furrowed. “What do you take me for? A seven-year-old elementary school girl? I’m smarter and more developed than anyone here! My standard is much higher than theirs, therefore I must deliver.”

“No, I take you for my 20 years old bro that is masturbating to MLP clopfics. Just to make you remember about your failed education, you didn’t get an engineering or nuclear course so how do you expect to accomplish that? You don’t even know how to do a 50 pieces Lego set!” Poh responded.

“21 now, bitch! Focus on the schematics. What we build will be a life-changing invention for Equestria.” With her bare hooves, Bo began to assemble the pieces. The finishing touches would require Jean-Augustin's assistances. Good thing he was here too, for he would be quite useful for the next part of their bits collecting scheme.

Slowly but surely, the project was beginning to take shape in the form of a metal helmet. Following Jean-Augustin's instructions, building this thing from scratch was a cake walk, just like following a YouTube tutorial. Then, after thirty grueling minutes of assembly, the project came to fruition.

Bo Peep looked with utter admiration at her helmet, then turned to Jean-Augustin and nodded with a shit eating grin. The dog waved his paws around and sparks of electricity crawled into the helmet, charging it up like a battery.

“Here is a fraction of my power. You will need it... to cheat!”

Finally, it was done. Bo took her goggles off and chuckled. “The key to the future.”

“Okay Tony Stark, that’s great and all, but what does it do?” Poh asked her comrade.

Cheerilee came too, excited to see the two prodigies’ project. Ever since they began their work, she had their eyes on them. Compared to the other students, these two fillies were cooking something really good, something that would surpass all her expectations. “Ooh! You girls are done? Can I take a look at your invention?”

“I’ll let my friend Bo explain this invention to you, she’s the one that made the schematics and designed it!” Poh said.

Bo Peep rubbed her hooves excitedly. “This, Miss Cheerilee, is the God Helmet.”

Cheerilee giggled at the odd name. “That sounds interesting! What does it do?”

“Make us have a meeting with God?” Poh humorously said to herself.

“The God Helmet opens your mind and interacts with your brain. It sends signals through the nervous system to stimulate your senses, enhancing them.” Bo Peep confidently explained. Then, she turned to her friend and whispered. “Fuck no, it doesn’t do that. It makes ponies horny.”

“So, I guess this is kinda like the neuralink of Tesla but in an alternate universe where Elon Musk works for Pornhub. Dude I’m in!” Poh excitedly responded.

“Ooh! I’ve never heard of such an invention before! Can I try it?” Cheerilee asked.

“Well, hum actually this invention only works with fillies and colts you see? This is because of their brain that is still in development so it wouldn’t work with adult ponies. I mean, you could still try. Isn’t that right Bo?” Poh said whilst wink to her comrade.

Bo Peep looked at the archangel behind the window, motioning with her eyes for some help. “That’s not quite it. It works on adults, but with reduced effectiveness. I just need to calibrate it first before letting you have a go at the God Helmet.”

“Ok nerd.” Poh said to herself.

Jean-Augustin waved his paws around like he was performing the Snoop Dog dance. The power in the helmet thus diminished, enough to not set off any alarms.

Cheerilee dawned the helmet. Strobing lights flashed in her eyes whilst the helmet sent all sorts of signals in her brain. In a matter of seconds, she was beginning to feel a bit hot. Then, the heat really picked up and she was burning like a furnace. It was at this moment that a powerful image burned into her mind. What she saw, she wouldn’t dare mention it to anypony.

Taking off the helmet, the poor mare didn’t know she was blushing hard before the whole class.

Bo Peep stared at her in disbelief. “So, uh, d-did it work?”

“U-Um, excuse me for a moment, students. I’ll go to the restroom.” In the blink of an eye, Cheerilee rushed out the classroom. The students were all left in utter confusion but the two friends who were mortified at what they had done.

Bo blinked, sweating a bit after the embarrassing event. “Holy shit, and this is AFTER the downgrade? Damn, just how powerful did we calibrate this thing before?”

“Bo Peep, now this is the time. We need to talk about the God Helmet. Now. I think you don’t even realize about it’s true power. You saw how it turned a whole adult hot red like a tomato. How about we combine our inventions togethers. Me with the ... prostitution and yours with your gooning material we could work wonders! Let’s say, we still invite the young colts (or fillies, I have nothing wrong with that) inside the stall, then, you put the God Helmet on them and excite them, making it easier for us to do what we have to do. Maybe the ejaculation will be earlier and I won’t be obligated to deepthroat a dick for a whole five minutes.” Poh elaborated.

“I’m a visionary, Poh. I built the God Helmet for the glory hole business. Now, let’s follow Cheerilee and see how effective it truly is.” Bo Peep smirked, looking like a middle-aged pervert.

As they ran after Ms. Cherilee in direction of the restroom, they saw her hiding inside one of the stalls. The mare shut the stall, locked it and breathed heavily. The room was awkwardly silent, safe for the mare’s labored breaths. Enamored by the might of the God Helmet, the teacher’s mind was overflowing with sexual desires and fantasies.

Then, the two fillies saw the toilet brush being snatched and the rest, well, they can guess what’s happening.

“What the hay do you think you’re doing? Are you crazy dude? We are not in a Pornhub scenario like ‘milf high school teacher getting caught masturbating in school bathroom’. This is not gonna work, plus I think this is the stall I used to suck Button Smash dick. I did clean it the best I could, but this is so hard with those shitty hands feature.” Poh exclaimed.

“Ssshh, shut the fuck up!” Bo Peep hushed. “If she hears us, shit’ll get awkward fast.”

“You sneaky horny little slut.”

Jean-Augustin snuck into the fillies’ restroom, staring confused at the stall. “I see the God Helmet’s power is mighty strong. Fascinating... I will report my findings to, um, the Great On- Discord, I’ll report to him.”

Cheerilee’s grunts of pleasure turned to moans. The intensity in the stall ramped up. The fillies could hear her hooves bang up against the walls and the slurping sounds of the brush, getting oh so louder.

“What the ... do you think she’s using the toilet brush? That's my brush, she needs to find another one! That bitch.”

The pornhub video going on in the stall halted for a moment as Cheerilee began to realize she wasn’t alone. “I-Is somepony there?” She asked, her voice quivering.

“Jean-Augustin, this is your time, please help us with thy almighty celestial power! She won’t believe 2 fillies are peeping at her.” Poh requested as she poke him with her elbow.

On cue, Jean-Augustin's expression turned deathly serious. In a split-second, he was back to being a bipedal creature, lurking under the stalls.

“Oh, no... Why did you say that?” Bo Peep muttered in horror.

Checking under the stalls, Bo saw Jean-Augustin slithering towards the mare’s stalls. When he entered her stalls, the filly saw the mare banging against the walls, choking.

“God dammit, Jean-Augustin. Can’t you just use your magical powers to make her forget?” She sighed.

“No. I like to choke people.” He responded, tightening his grip on the mare. In just a few seconds, she was out cold.

“... I-I mean, after that ... fetish of yours, I don’t think she will remember about anything. Let’s just not, come back on the scene of the crime nor talk to her for a while. God damnit Jean-Augustin, why the fuck would you do that?! I feel like I’m in a really bad DnD session with a retarded that played too much Assassin’s Creed.” Poh exclaimed.

Bo Peep sighed and slid under the stall. “Do you have like, memory forgetting powers or somethin- Why is she tied up?”

Jean-Augustin gazed back, in the middle of tying up the mare. “We’re taking her hostage.”

“What? No, we’re not! Fuck, uh, back me up, Poh!”

“Huh, fuck oh fuck what could we do? Oh, I know. Let’s just pretend that we were in class and that Jean-Augustin alarmed us of her unconsciousness. We could say that she felt unwell and fall asleep on the stall.” Poh suggested.

“Or I can choke out the entire class.” Jean-Augustin earnestly proposed.

“Ga- NO! NO MORE CHOKING!” Bo Peep shouted. “I just wanna use the motherfucking God Helmet to suck dicks and get rich. I’m not here to take hostages.”

“Jean-Augustin are you familiar with the definition of insanity?” Poh responded.

Jean-Augustin finished tying up his hostage. “Alright then, I will refrain from choking anybody.”

“God damnit finally! Now, I think this is the best time to wake her up and go back to class before someone sees us like that.” Poh anxiously said whilst looking left and right.

Jean-Augustin raised an eyebrow. “Um, I believe she’s out for at least an hour. I can use my memory wiping power in the meantime to undo the effects of the God Helmet.”

“That’s one good news in a sea of bad ones.” Bo Peep said as she turned to exit the restroom.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! You didn’t use that on Ms. Cherilee? What the fuck is wrong with you fucking psychopath?” Poh furiously exclaimed.

Jean-Augustin looked away for a brief second, cracking a smile. “My deepest apologies. I will see through that no more misfortune shall come your way.”

“I’m getting the God Helmet and a dick to suck. Be right back.” Bo deadpanned, leaving the restroom.

“Careful not to fall, there is a lot of cyprin on the ground. It’s smell like stall bread or beer in here.” Poh advised.

“You’re not coming with me to be the bearer of bad news to these foals? We gotta come up with something to explain why Cheerilee’s gone for an entire fucking hour.” Bo Peep said, pointing at the stall.

“Let’s just say that your invention made her feel nauseous and she ran so fast on the restroom that she tripped and fell unconscious.” Poh suggested.

“And ruin the people’s trust in the God Helmet? We can’t blame all this on that?! You want to make dick sucking easier? Well, I gave it to you, so don’t verbally trash it or else you’ll be stuck doing vanilla glory holes for a while.”

“For crying out loud, what do you suggest then? That she just instantly combusted? That she felt sick just like that? Have you noticed that the only thing she’s been eating for all of her teacher life was a fucking apple that is sitting on her table! It’s the only option. I know the God Helmet is a good contribution for the ... prostitution, but let’s just use our rizz for that.” Poh said.

Jean-Augustin poked his head from under the stall. “Say she was choked in the restroom by a talking dog.”

“That’s a great idea to go to the psych ward. I’m not doing that. I’ll just bullshit it and say she has a bad case of indigestion.” With that, Bo Peep and Poh returned to the class to be the bearer of bad news.

Thankfully, the class seemed to have bought it... somewhat. The God Helmet and its mysterious effect did create some sceptics, but most were none the wiser. The foals resumed their art projects, but with theirs completed, the two transformed humans were ready to pick their next prey.

“So ... what do we do for next hour? I don’t really want to continue my drawing project. It’s rather pretty ugly if I do say so myself. Maybe we could walk and discover the wonder of the Ponyville city! I’m feeling pretty enthusiast to see Rarity slowly lose her sanity with me and drinking that ‘mega pint of wine’ that she’s hiding in the toilet tank” Poh suggested.

“Oh no we don’t. We’re shotgunning that fatso over there. The teacher’s pet, Truffles his name is, I believe. We will get his bits and suck his dick.” Bo Peep grinned from the ear to ear. “So, let me seduce him with all my green filly charm.”

“It is the first time that I see you with that much conviction and it’s rather pretty to see. Oh, and there was the time you decided to beat your meat so hard the first time you saw Marble Pie. Your sock was crunchier than a burnt toasted bread.” Poh commented.

“I feel so powerful doing this!” Bo admitted. “I can make them do anything I want with the power of my good looks and my sexy voice. Try it something, you’ll see it’s the greatest feeling ever.”

“I think there someone else’s who share the same opinion as you.” Poh happily said whilst looking at Jean-Augustin hiding outside the classroom. “The only difference, is that the source of his power come from his alghmity choking paws.”

Bo Peep approached Truffle with a warm smile on her face. “Oh, hey! What are you doing for your art project?”

“I’m building clay versions of the Power Ponies!” Truffle responded with great enthusiasm.

“Oh, that’s really cool! You’ve surely seen my God Helmet but frankly, I know a way to make your idea better than mine.” Bo Peep said, internally hurting herself from spewing such bile. Nothing can ever compare to the might of the God Helmet.

Truffle’s face lit up. “Really? Wow, that would be so nice! It’s the first time somepony wanted to team up with me on an art project!”

Bo inched closer to his desk with a fiery smile and a lively voice. “And you know what? I think my friend, Poh, would love to help you too! But first, we need to get in the zone!”

“The zone?”

“Yes, scientists have proven that people who can get in the zone always produces much better result! That’s how greatness is born, Truffle. We’ll show you how to get in the zone, then we’ll rock this project together! Come on, to our hideout!”

“The... fillies’ restroom? I-I'm not allowed in there, I’m a colt!”

Truffle’s objection and concern was to be expected but frankly, who could stop them from smuggling a colt in there? Cheerilee? No damn way!

As Poh was moving out to keep out the entrance of the restroom, she rolled her eyes “Amateur, I would’ve sucked 5 colts dick at that point. Just hope nopnies enter the bathroom whilst the great suckening is happening. But with that improvised hostage in one of the stalls, noponies gonna tell that to the teacher in a looong time.” Poh said to herself as she saw her companion convince the colt to come inside.

Bo Peep handed the magical device to him and opened the glorious stall for him. “Put on the God Helmet and listen to my instructions. Of course, with how much effort we put for that, you’ll have to pay us five bits. But I promise it’ll be worth the experience.”

With the five bits paid, it was time for the colt to get his first sexual experience, not knowing that in the other stall lied an unconscious Miss Cheerilee and a talking dog humping the toilet paper.

“I just hope his natural instinct won’t force him to change level and practice on real material.” Poh said to herself whilst hearing the violent dog grunting as she was guarding the restroom entrance.

“O-Ok, I’m in the stall. Uh, what do I do now?” Truffle asked nervously, dawning the God Helmet. He glanced behind him, worried by the strange banging sounds.

“So, you have the God Helmet on? Great, now look through the hole and into my eyes.” Bo Peep instructed.

Truffle did as he was instructed, feeling less worried about the grunts.

“Yeah, that’s good. Now I know this will sound strange, but trust me big boy, this is what the adults love to do. We’re about to become grownups so... let’s have some fun, shall we? Now that you see the hole, you’ll put your penis in it.”

Truffle blinked, feeling his face turning red. “W-What?”

Bo Peep winked. “Come on, don’t be shy. You’re truly blessed to have that chance. Those grownups would be throwing away so much more money just to have that.”

Finally, the colt caved and got on his hind legs. “O-Ok, here goes.”

Bo Peep tapped the stall. The signal was given. The God Helmet was kicking in full gear to streamline the process. The filly popped a couple Xanax generously offered by the archangel to help.

In Cheerilee’s stall, Jean-Augustin returned to his ancient practice of hitting his balls with a metal bar. The hits strengthened his mental fortitude, further empowering the God Helmet.

For Poh, she heard the dick sucking finally taking place. It was something else to hear the glory hole happening, with enough distance to let everything sink in. She could almost feel the air getting sucked down in the stall’s direction. Jean-Augustin's cock and balls training was adding a cacophony taste that she would dream that could’ve end. “Dear god, she’s the one and only Dayson. If she doesn’t have any cutie mark with that, I don’t know what is her secret talent.” Poh said to herself.

Then, in one magical slurp, the process was over. Truffle fell back, his face frozen in an expression of pure shock and delight, on the verge of passing out. The God Helmet deactivated at the same time, giving him some reprieve.

For Bo Peep, she wiped her mouth, feeling a little disgusted. That colt had a strange penis for sure and it was... something to taste it. We really gotta grapefruit these colts up before doing the glory hole. “So, big boy? How was it?”

“Gah...” Not much of a response, but the suffocated sound of his voice really spoke to how much he was surprised.

“Is he dead? Have you sucked his spirit down his cock?” Poh asked to her friend.

“Silly question, my man! He’s-”

“Oh shit, she’s waking up!” Jean-Augustin cried out.

Bo and Poh froze, breaking into a cold sweat.

“L-l-let's just run and let Jean-Augustin deal with this crap.” Poh whispered to Bo Peep as she was knocking on the door to warn her of the urgent situation.

“We gotta bring Truffle too! Can’t let him in this embarrassing conundrum.” Bo Peep said, crawling to the next stall to recover the colt. Truffle’s mind wasn’t entirely there, hypnotized by the glory hole experience. Chances are he wasn’t aware of the situation.

“Who cares anyway? Everyponies can be whatever gender they want. I’m sure the teacher won’t look into the next stall. Come one dude move your ass up!”. Poh nervously said.

“What the fuck are you on about? I don’t want Truffle to know Cheerilee’s being held hostage by an unhinged dog armed with a metal bar.” Bo Peep puffed, struggling to drag the colt away from the restroom.

“Do you see him? He’s in another plane of existence! You sucked the soul out of his dick. Let him be and leave for fuck's sake!” Poh exclaimed as she was seeing movement in the teacher’s stall.

“And leave a colt alone with Jean-Augustin. Fuck no!”

Suddenly, the two fillies heard the panicked groans of Cheerilee behind the stall. The mare woke up to a most disturbing scene. Tied up and gagged in a stall before a bipedal dog smashing a metal bar into his ball sack. The archangel quickly turned around to stare at her with an expression no pup could make. It was dark and serious, indecipherable in nature.

“But, uh, leaving Cheerilee with him doesn’t sound ideal either.” Bo whispered to her friend.

“Bringing him into school was a mistake in itself. We should just put the young colt in the exterior side of the restroom in one of the walls and go back to the class before Cheerliee see us and give us a D for our project.” Poh said.

“How the hell is she gonna see us? She’s being held hostage!”

Jean-Augustin stopped smacking his balls with the metal bar. His thousand-yard stare burned into the mare’s soul.

“What could we do?! It’s a fucking archangel, I’m pretty sure he was trained by the URSS or some shit. He could choke us out and violate our corpses at the same time!” Poh said as the sudden silence in the stall was making her more nervous.

Then, a loud clanging noise broke the silence, followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground. It sounded like someone whacked a pony with a frying pan.

“God dammit, Jean-Augustin! You didn’t just do that!” Bo Peep shouted.

“Holy fuck! You motherfucking Scout wannabe ... Well, if we look at the bright side, we have one problem resolved. Now we still have that colt on our hooves. Where do we put him, do you have any idea?” Poh followed.

“Meh, we’ll get him back in class, take the God Helmet off. The others won’t pay too much attention anyway, they’re busy with their project.” Bo said as she took the helmet off the colt who was slowly regaining his senses.

“Let’s just hope Jean-Augustin didn’t break that prototype with that frying pan and ruin our sexual material. Ai’ght, you enter, I don’t want to see that image of horror. Plus, that’s your machine, take responsibilities man.”

Heading back to class, Bo Peep took Truffle to his desk and sat next to him for she did promise to help with his project. She motioned for her friend to lend a helping hoof too. They got some odd stares from their classmates, but nothing beyond that. They were not suspected of any wrongdoing, which was nice. What wasn’t nice was the constant danger of leaving an unconscious mare alone with an unhinged self-proclaimed archangel created by the lord of chaos himself.

Later that day, Button Mash returned to Bo for another round of glory holes. He was somewhat scared, but excited to try it once more. And thankfully, he didn’t tell his mother what happened in school. So, five more bits to the piggybank. That made for a total of fifteen bits earned in just two days. They only needed to increase their clientele and the money will be pouring in.

With school now over, the two fillies anxiously waited for their mother to come pick them up, God Helmet in hoof. Miss Cheerilee was there at the end of the class to reassure the students, though she looked greatly troubled herself. The earth pony didn’t seem to remember anything that happened in the fillies’ restroom, thankfully. Though she would probably never return there, ever. It was, in her head, one hell of a bad trip.

The earth pony had a bandage covering the part of her head that was whacked by a metal bar. She probably thought she slipped and hit her head on the toilet. So many questions, and no answer for any of them. She gazed absent minded at the foals leaving the school, paying no mind to the two green fillies waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

“Whatever happens men, we don’t tell any of that shit. I told you I was the one that was supposed to suck dicks in this school! Look how badly it went for you, we could’ve been expelled because of you!” Poh angrily said to her friend as she was kicking rocks with her hoofs whilst meditating.

“I almost got us expelled? Tell THAT to Jean-Augustin. He’s the one who fucked our entire operation. If we are to bring him back, he’ll have to dial the chaos down. No more choking, no more hostage takeovers and no more violence. He should be a bouncer, nothing more.” Bo Peep argued, gently tapping the God Helmet.

“Well firstly, that ain’t a student that’s just a dog. In the worst-case scenario, he will be neutered or vaccinated for rabies. But you’re right, we gotta tell Fluttershy that he can’t come in with us, he’s too dangerous.” Poh continued.

Jean-Augustin walked out of a bush, looking normal for once. “I deeply apologize for my erratic and violent behavior today. I forgot to take my medication and my Xanax.”

“Jean-Augustin, I sure won’t disbelief you, as I worship you, canis lupus familiaris. But please, shut up, you liar Socrate Rambo wannabe. You almost failed everything and even making it worse. Thy impulsivity must be revoked.”

The archangel nodded in shame. “For the sake of the Gre-Discord, I will abstain from interfering in your operation, though I am much obligated to keep an eye on the wellbeing of the glory hole plan. Starting today, I will be the secretary in this underground business. I keep track of the money, the clients, the appointments and you handle the rest.”

Bo Peep rolled her eyes. “Okay then? I guess it all works out in the end or something. We make a pact of silence between us. Not a word to Fluttershy or anypony for that matter. What happened in that restroom, it’s our secret forever.”

When Fluttershy arrived, her first thoughts were on why Jean-Augustin followed them to school and then what that helmet thing was. “Oh, hello girls. How did your art project go?”

Bo Peep proudly tapped her invention. “Marvelous. We got the highest grade with our God Helmet.”

Fluttershy smiled. A wonderful sunny smile that brought some much-needed relief to these two troublemakers. “Wow, that’s wonderful. I’m glad you two are doing so well in school! Have you made any friends today?”

“Oh yeah we did. We got along pretty well with Button Mash and Truffle.”

“Indeed! I sure don’t know why but I feel more and more excited each day I see you coming in school! Did I say you’re are the best mom forever?” Said Poh whilst hugging Fluttershy front hoofs and jumping in pure excitation. “Yipee! You're the best mom ever, you’re the coolest! You’re the prettiest!”

Bo Peep shrugged and put on the God Helmet. “Anyhow, this thing isn’t just for show. I mean, it looks cool but it can do something. I can show you... at home.”

Standing before the only toilet in the cottage, Bo Peep and Poh awkwardly stared at the door, listening in to all the sounds happening in there. Fluttershy fell victim to the same curse as Cheerilee, though thankfully Jean-Augustin learned his lesson and didn’t try any funny business.

Bo Peep sighed. “I mean... what did I expect?”

Jean-Augustin nodded happily. “Tis a most wonderful invention. It will be crucial in the master plan. For that, Bo, you have the gratitude of an archangel.”

“God I sure do love to watch my parents masturbate. At home, it was something so special! Right when it happens, everyone discreetly, come out of their bedroom and hiding in the corner of the door. It sure was a family tradition. We gotta respect those you know? Without them, what are we?” Said Poh whilst looking in direction of Fluttershy bedroom, as Bo and Jean-Augustin were staring at her.

“Fuck, now I want to use the God Helmet on myself.” Bo Peep stated, dawning the mystic artefact.

“I want to use the God Helmet on you.” Jean-Augustin added.

“... What?”