Absolute Power Sneak Peak! Can Tobias Make It?! · 11:27pm May 9th, 2015
This is an unedited draft, so please ignore any errors you may see. They will be fixed by the time it's uploaded.
The Sixth Day
The world was warm…my world…the world that encompassed me, enveloped my very soul. It surrounded my weary, tormented form and grew, with but a soft, feminine sigh…ever tighter, yet still so very protective.
Safe...I felt…safe, for the first time in what felt like a lifetime.
“Wake up sweetie…wake up.”
That voice…
My eyes, bleary and weary lifted up ever so slightly, only to become instantly blinded by a sea of white. Moving my head but a tad, I felt my sense of touch become nigh overwhelmed by soft, silky texture.
I buried my head within it ever more, sighing happily as it too seemed to vibrate with joy.
“Honey,” laughed the voice, such a wonderful sound. “Oh, am I comfortable baby?”
Unwilling, unable to respond to the heavenly voice, I simply nodded as much as I was willing to allow in such comfort.
“Ohh…okay, you can sleep a little more…my sweet Toby.”
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Adrenaline rushed through me without the slightest warning, images; emotions so tangled and weaved in an intricate web of love and deception that I, once tired and warm beyond mortal comprehension instantly felt overcome by cold, cruel realization.
I had slept with my poisoner.
I had slept with the one who had cruelly, mercilessly taken control of my life, my body and did it all with a smile.
I had slept with Celestia, my PSYCHOTIC EX MAREFRIEND. And I had done it-WE had done it, come at it like a couple of fucking animals in a savage heat. But I knew, I KNEW that on my part, I had done it with no control, no reasonable thought or action over any of it…and it was all because I had drunk that…tainted liquid from her.
With strength I knew not I possessed, I all but flung myself away from the safety, the warmth and onto the cold, carpeted floor.
“Toby!” Celestia cried, shock saturating her voice as her wings shot out and propelled her, in one swift move, onto her hooves and towards my general direction.
“Stay away from me!” I yelled, eyes widening briefly at the unexpected return of my voice, rough and worn from disuse and pain…but my VOICE, back again! Unwilling to let the flying mare touch me, let alone reach me, I dashed onto my legs and ignored the sharp rush of pain that accompanied it as I raced towards the door.
Can I make it? I think…I think I’m gonna, I’m gonna make it!
I grasped the knob and turned, all but flinging the door open and-
Dude, where have ya been!? I missed you and ya stories.
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Life, depression, and working in a kitchen.
I've had to put up with some shite lately. XD
3057858
Sure thing :)
Good ol' Zam, back in action! Nice to have ya back!
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Ah I see. Life can be a heartless bitch at times indeed....damn Avengers .
Glad to see ya back all the same.
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Good to be back buddy
3057896
Been working pretty hard myself, trying to build myself up and what not. I'm glad one of my biggest FIMFic inspirations is back.
Oh, you tease!
We all know he didn't get through that door.
why do you do this to me Zam? what have i ever done to you?
3057939 SENPIA! SENPIA IS MINE! LOLOLOLOLOL.
No he really needs to get out of there bad.