Secret Crush

Joe continued to hump Scootaloo when suddenly a knock sounded from the front door. Joe looked over to the bedroom alarm clock, “Who the hell could it be at this hour” Joe cursed as he slid out of Scootaloo. “Don’t be long Joe” Scootaloo whispered as Joe got up and looked back “I wouldn’t think of it babe” Joe replied and quickly slid on a pair of boxers and walked to the front doors of the house as the knocking continued.

“Yeah, I’m comin I’m comin… don’t get your panties in a wad” Joe called out. Joe grabbed the door handle and opened the door. “What the fuck” Joe muttered as he was greeted by the sight of a pot smoking towel. “Don’t forget to bring a towel” it muttered. Joe slammed the door and quickly leaned up against it. Scootaloo had gotten curious and now stood in the living room and gave Joe a look of curiosity. ‘Okay… I know that I’m in a world with talking ponies and mythical creatures but… was that really Towelie?’ Joe thought to himself.

Joe opened the door and the pot smoking towel was still there. He looked up to Joe with his blood shot eyes and presented Joe a lit joint. “Wanna get high?” Towelie asked and Joe slammed the door again. Scootaloo walked up to him “Joe honey, who’s at the door?” she asked and Joe was breathing heavily as he replied “Scootaloo… you won’t believe this…”