TThe Mask Makes the Pony
MLP: FiM
Romance
Adventure
Thriller
Flicker Nicker has joined the Rat Catcher's Guild. He's rather good at it, but wants to be better.
Sex
OC
CMCs
Night Light
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Right in the mouf · 3:56pm Apr 3rd, 2017

Sitting near Justice Good Reason, an old green earth pony stallion lit a cigar.
“I myself, I am having some doubts about this,” Flicker blurted out, and just about every eye in the room went wide. He licked his lips and felt his frogs go slick with sweat. His back ached and there was a cramp in his side. Princess Luna was looking at him, and Flicker felt the first pangs of panic. “My cutie mark… my mark… I don’t know how good it is for me. It’s caused me some problems. It threatens to consume me, to devour me. I’ve already almost lost myself to it. I don’t know if I am the hero that you want me to be. I’m ten years old and I’m still trying to figure everything out, and nothing in life makes sense right now, and I just lost everything… everything! And if I give into my mark, I could lose myself too.”
The room filled with the sound of many voices, all of them speaking out at once. Ponies looked at Flicker, they looked at one another, some turned to look at Princess Luna, hoping for her interjection, but one voice rose above the others, and he had this to say:
“If you will not serve willingly, we will invoke the Articles of Militia and you will serve! This is not something that is open for—AAAAAAARGH! My mouf!”
The pony speaking was interrupted when the old green earth pony straight-legged him in the mouth with his hoof. Blood and teeth flew in parabolic arcs, and the old green earth pony puffed on his cigar while the pony punched in the mouth writhed on the floor, clutching at his face. Smirking, the old pony bent over a bit and wiped his bloody hoof on his victim, never once taking his eyes off of Flicker.
“Chesty, was that really necessary?” Shining Armor asked.
“Eh, don’t question your elders, welp,” Chesty replied, chomping on his cigar. Then, still looking Flicker in the eye, Chesty bowed his head. “Son, I am sorry about that. Try not to worry, colt, that won’t be happening. I’ll not allow it.”
A unicorn guard moved though the crowd, his golden armor flashing in the bright lights, and he came to the side of the pony punched in the mouth, or mouf, as the case may be. The thrashing, kicking pony was lifted, restrained, and carried out of the room, which was now in a state of shocked silence.
Justice Good Reason, scowling, looked around the circular chamber, shaking his head, and his sagging cheeks wibble-wobbled with his every movement. “Not much has been accomplished yet, but I think that everypony needs some fresh air. This session is now in recess, and please, for the love of the Princesses, will all of you try not to piss Chesty off? We don’t want a repeat of what just happened. Dismissed! Everypony go and cool off!”
Flicker welcomed the break from the hot lights, the loud sounds, and the tension in the room.