Chapter 6: Wake up! Grab a Brush and put on a little Hatred

“What to do, what to do, what to do...”  I said.  They are both pretty knocked out.  I could probably fuck both of them and they wouldn’t even... NO.  Bad penis!  Bad!  You do not need to rape!  Well it’s easy to tell that they actually aren’t from this world.  I guess they are from Ponyville, or whatever the fuck it’s called.  Huh, who’d a thought that I would be housing two beings from another dimension... or world... or whatever you want to call it.  Two girls... that means threesome.  Well maybe, they seemed to be fighting about stupid shit that women seem to fight about.  Gotta get them to make up, THEN the fucking will start.

        I made my way over to the new girl in town, or world, however you want to put it.  One arm was over her face, and another was over her chest.  Do I move her?  I would set her on one of the two couches down here but it seems they are burnt to a fucking crisp.  I will have to drag her upstairs... or wait until she wakes up.  Or I could take a nap.  That actually sounds better.  Ugh, but I guess I should put her on something so when she does wake up her back doesn’t hurt.

        I slowly, but surely dragged purple haired girl up the stairs, her head would occasionally bump one of the stairs on the way up, she can deal with it.  I never asked for this.  After getting her into the kitchen, I continued to drag her past the computer, and then into the living room.  I put her on the couch closest to the wall, because it was the longest of the couches in the living room, and she seemed to be taller than Trixie.  But other than that, the breast, skin color, and curves all matched.  She was a bit paler though.  I don’t know why, but all the girls that enter into this world become model like in appearance.  I guess God is real.

        I slowly made my way down the stairs again to gather Trixie, maybe she will be awake.  I’m not completely week, but dragging bodies is something I can say I’ve never done before in my life, and I’m tired as fuck.  Sadly she was still in the same spot she was when the light blinded her, and knocked her out.  Weird, she seemed to appear and instantly be awake when she arrived, why are they knocked out now?  I guess that’s something I’ll never know.

        I glanced over at my ruined gaming systems and shuttered to myself.  So fucking mad.  Whoever caused this is going to fucking pay.  It’s nice having some ass around the house, but at the cost of entertainment that has no way of giving you STD’s?  Nope, not a fair trade.

        I dragged Trixie up the stairs in similar manner that I did with Twilight, her head hit a few less steps, but still, not too much damage done.  I again rounded the corner that my computer was stationed by, and went into the living room.  The purple haired girl laid right where I left her.  I lifted Trixie onto the other couch across from the one that the purple haired girl laid on.  God, what the fuck is her name?  I guess I’ll ask her when she wakes up.

        I made my way down the hall.  First door to my right was my room, first door to the left was the bathroom, second door on the right was my parents room, and across from me was the guest bedroom.  I guess that’s where the girls will be staying, no need to rush them into bed with me.  I’ll let them get there on their own.  I went into my bedroom and slowly got undressed.  It was now 10 at night.  I had been up for over a day.  I’m going to enjoy this sleep.  My dreams consisted of a Nintendo 64 burning in a dark room, while a PlayStation 2 flew in front of me, slowly flying into the darkness.

        I woke up a few hours later, at three in the morning.  I heard the sounds of creaking and assumed someone had woken up.  The footsteps had gotten close to my room, and I had forgotten to close my door, so whoever was up walked straight into my room.  But something tells me they wouldn’t of cared if the door was close, or not.  I was laying on my back, and decided to pretend to be asleep.  I’m sure it’s the new girl, something tells me if Trixie would've woken up she would have tried to kill the new girl.  They seem to hate each other, or well, Trixie seems to hate the other one.  The footsteps stopped at the side of my bed, just over my face.  I kept my eyes shut just because I wanted to see what she was going to do.  To my surprise she started to raise my sheets.  Maybe this is Trixie, better wait it out a bit longer, just to see if anything interesting happens.

        “Darn!  I can’t see with no light on.  This could be my only chance to study this new life form!”  I heard her whisper.  Nope, not Trixie, she already studied me.

        Study?  What the fuck is she, a scientist or something?  This seems like a horrible time to study something anyway.  For all she knows I could be planning on brutally murdering her.

        Her hands moved to my face, she lightly touched my forehead and moved down to my throat.  She was mumbling something about my bone structure.  She does know that she looks just like me right?  Maybe she just wants to study a male... this could get interesting.  Her hands continued down my stomach and stopped right at my underwear line.  She seemed confused by this.

        “They seem to wear clothing to cover what I’m assuming they consider their private parts.  Maybe I should try to find some clothing also.”  She thought out loud.

        NO!  Bad idea.  Don’t do it!

        “On second thought, it would be rude to just take clothes, and I can’t seem to spot them anyway.”  She decided.

        Thank God she has manners, well she is touching me when she thinks I’m asleep, but I have no complaints.  She moves to the edge of my bed and sits down.  Apparently in deep thought.

        “You can stop pretending to be asleep now.”  She said.

        “Damn, you’re good.”  I said.

        “Glad you aren’t as hostile as Trixie is.  I hope she doesn’t wake up as angry as she was when we got knocked out.”  She said.

        “She probably will.”  I said, not really knowing how to start a conversation with this being from another world.  “So... what’s your name?”  I asked.

        “Twilight.  Twilight Sparkle.”  She said.

        “Oh... that’s an... interesting name.”  I said, trying not to laugh.

        “What’s yours?”  She asked.

        “Matthew, or Matt for short.”  I said.

        “So Matthew, care to tell me where I am?”  She asked.

        “Earth.”  I simply replied.

        Twilight just seemed to sit for awhile, clearly deep in thought.  She probably had so many questions, she didn’t know where to start.

        “Well... I guess I should let you go back to sleep.  I didn’t mean to wake you.”  She said, sounding kind of embarrassed.  “Sorry for touching you.  I didn’t mean to wake you, I was just curious I suppose.”  She said, then left the room.

        Well that was odd.  I rolled over on my side and tried to slip back into sleep.  It was a little bit harder this time, but it did finally come.  My dreams returned to that of destroyed dreams, and sex.

        I woke up to the sounds of yelling.  The voice yelling belonged to Trixie.  Something about ruining her life or some shit.  God, what time is it?  I turned to my digital clock and the big red numbers read 9:30.  Fuck, couldn’t they have just had makeup sex?  I guess I better get up.  I made my way out of bed, put on a shirt, jeans, and walked into the hallway.  The fight seemed to be taking place in the living room, and now Twilight was yelling back at Trixie.  They really seem to fucking hate each other.

        “Why don’t you just leave!  I don’t want you here!”  Trixie screamed.

        “Maybe if you wouldn’t of thrown something at me, I wouldn’t be here!”  Twilight screamed back.

        “Well if you would have just let me stay in this world, instead of trying to get me to come back to your world, you wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place!”  Trixie screamed.

        “Good morning.  It seems you two are getting along nicely.”  I said as I made my way into the living room.  I took a seat on the couch closest to Trixie.

        “MAKE HER STOP YELLING AT ME!”  They both screamed at me.

        “Why don’t you both just solve your differences peacefully and talk through things through in a calm manner.”  I said.

        “No!”  Trixie yelled.  “I despise her!”  Trixie said.

        “I find her attitude shallow, and hateful.”  Twilight said.

        Well, at least they are still naked or this wouldn’t be as fun as it is.  How the fuck can I get them to stop arguing so fucking much?

“Why do you two hate each other so much again?”  I asked.

“She!”  Said Trixie as she pointed an accusing finger at Twilight.  “Has ruined my life!”  She shouted.

“Can you get a little more descriptive?”  I asked.

“She upstaged me...”  Trixie whispered, barely audible.

        “What?”  I asked.

        “Trixie said she could do certain things involving magic that she couldn’t.”  Twilight said.  “She also said she could defeat a certain beast that lives in the forest, that again, she couldn’t.”  Twilight finished.

        “I could too!”  Trixie shouted back.

        Twilight gave her a ‘you gotta be fucking kidding me’ glance, and Trixie’s cheeks burned bright red.  So little old Trixie isn’t as powerful as she proclaimed herself to be.  Color me surprised.

        Suddenly it hit me.  This was easy to fix, or at least the solution seemed okay to me.

        “So you guys are pissed off at each other because one could perform magic better than the other?”  I asked.

        Trixie’s head bowed in shame.

        “Well, there is no magic in this world.  There aren’t any big monstrous beasts in this world either.  Well none that could destroy an entire town.”  I said.

        “So..”  Twilight said, starting to get the idea.

        “You guys are on equal footing.  None of you can perform magic, and none of you could possibly defeat a monstrous beast.  Problem solved, who wants breakfast?”  I finished.

        Trixie still looked sad, after being caught in a lie, but she seemed to brighten up a little.

        “I know how to prove who is better.”  Trixie said, with a devilish smile on her face.

        Oh God, now what.

        “What?”  Twilight asked suddenly intrigued.  Twilight doesn’t seem like the competitive one, but this seemed to get her attention.

        “The Great and Powerful Trixie offers a wager.”  She said, power and might returning to her voice.

        “Oh Celestia.  Are you still talking to yourself in the third person?”  Twilight asked.

        “The wager The Great and Powerful Trixie is offering is a simple one.”  Trixie said.  “Who can perform the best at sex?”  She finished.

        I like where this is going.