Oh dear. Well you certainly weren't planning on getting lost, but that mailmare didn't really give the best directions. Heck, she didn't give you directions! She just gestured one way and then another like she expected you to know where to go. How in the hay would you ever know where this "Sugarbowl Square" would be in a town you just arrived in?
"No use pointing hooves now," you think to yourself.
To be honest it's probably partly your fault. You took a three-day detour on your way over to Ponyville when you misread a road sign and ended up in griffon territory. What an adventure that was! In fact you still have the feathers and the phone numbers of that one really nasty girl, Greta or something. Man, you wouldn't mind going back there again. Of course you'll have to remember this time around not to spit out the carrion. You'll never live that little incident down and-
Your train of thought is derailed when you bonk your head on a brick wall. You giggle in embarrassment and rub your forehead, "Whoopsie! Looks like I should watch where I'm going!"
You really should. A quick glance around reveals you have no idea where you ended up. You're in an alleyway, that much is certain, but aside from that you can't see much in the darkness. A pretty little thing like you should really get out of here before someone catches you off guard. Oh dear me, that would be a tragedy! The thought of being taken advantage of makes you shiver with terror and delight at once!
You turn around and head out the alley, but you don't get too far before you freeze up in fright. Someone is standing at the edge of the alley, silhouetted in darkness. Suddenly the idea of getting taken advantage of is very real and doubly frightening. You're so nervous that you start to giggle.
"Ehehee, Um, hey, who's there? I'm just a little lost!" You shout to them, but they don't budge. That alone is more than unsettling.
"No, seriously, I'm new! I've never been to Ponyville! My name is Orange Jubilee and I'm just passing through!"
Not a single word from the stranger. Oh sweet Celestia you've never been more frightened in all your life! You're shaking in your horseshoes and your teeth are chattering from fright. You're going to die here!
They start to advance toward you.
Oh no, oh no no no! You're gonna die in this filthy alley and no one is going to care. You're gonna be shoved in a garbage bag and left to rot in the hot sun. What if they don't kill you immediately? What if they have their way with you? Tie you down and call up all their buddies and rape you over and over again in every hole until you can't walk and then slit your throat and fuck you while you die! Oh Celestia! Celestia save you!
A light flares up in the alley. Whoever they are, they're carrying a lantern. Now you can finally see their face! It's... It's..
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