I woke up with a yawn, stretching as I rubbed the sleepy out of my eyes. I looked, not seeing Harlow. He must be up already. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, opening the door-
“Why?” A pained, saddened voice caught my ears. I looked down and froze. Sonata was on her knees, holding a wrapped bundle as she cradled it. Both she and it were almost translucent. “Why…?”
“S-Sonata? Wh-what are you doing here? What happened?” I asked worriedly, rushing to her side and fearing what was happening to her.
“I, I don’t understand, were… were we not enough?” She asked, holding the bundle tight against her. “Were you that unhappy?”
“Wh-what?” I asked. “No, no! I wasn’t unhappy, I love you Sonata, I love all of you.” I said quickly and honestly, not knowing what she meant as I feared what was going on. “Sonata, what’s going on?”
“Why? Why did you-” Her body cracked, she and her bundle shattering into glass shards before me.
“Sonata!” I shouted in panic, grabbing the shard’s and wondering what in the hell was going on. “What…what the fuck is happening?”
I got up, backing away in horror. I bumped into something-
Whack!
Fuck!
I winced and turned around, seeing Pure there, ethereal as well and covered in injuries and bruises. “You were so scared for my well being oh that’s rich given what you’ve done!” She yelled. I backed up, suddenly on all four as I had hooves. I was a pony again.
“The fuck are you talking about!? I’m doing this all for your well being!” I snapped. “Also how the fuck am I a pony again?”
“Oh for our well being, you just want to be with versions of us that you can tolerate! You want me to be some dainty little princess that doesn’t get into fights or partakes in Violence? Want me to be afraid of pain and death? At least when Sunset and I do kill each other we’re looking one another in the face! You’re a fucking coward!” She yelled, punching me with her hoof across my muzzle.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t want you to be a complete and total sociopath that didn’t care about life at all!” I snapped.
“Ha! That’s rich. You wanted me to not take life for granted when you’re the one who snuffed me out forever!” She barked, cracking then like Sonata, broke into shards of glass on the ground.
“What…what the fuck…” I muttered. “No, I’m not killing you all, and no, what I had in mind was not literally getting into a fucking fist fight with a relative every other fucking minute.”
“So you made the world to your liking instead, rather than learn to accept it for what it was?” I turned, seeing Wallflower leaning against the wall. “You’re a dangerous reality warper then.”
“Hi Pot, I’m Kettle, have we met before?” I asked snarkily. “But something’s wrong Wallflower, everything’s going wrong, Pure, Sonata…but of them just shattered like glass and…and they both were acting strange…”
“That’s what happens when you rewrite time. Who they were is erased and a replacement takes their place. Old one can’t stick around so… poof.”
“B-but I haven’t done that yet!” I said quickly.
“You will. Shame… should have contained you… could have prevented this.” Wallflower said, cracking across her body and falling to glass shards on the ground.
“What the fuck is going on!?!” I snapped, looking around to see who the fuck was doing this.
I burst open the hallway door, suddenly human again as I ran into the livingroom. It was here I saw a faceless Harlow, cuddled up against another me that was looking over a small version of two planets… Equis… and it’s earth counterpart.
“H-Harlow?” I asked. “What’s going on?”
The faceless Harlow said nothing, nuzzling up against the other me.
The other me then reached a hand up, grabbing both the mini Equis and it’s earth counterpart in their hand.
“Oh no, you are not doing what I think you're doing!” I snapped, lunging at the damn copycat.
I froze mid air, so close to them-
With a swift, unceremonious act, the copy me closed their hand, gripping their fight until I heard the cracks and saw the dist flow from their hand. They opened their hand, letting the dust fall to the ground as they turned to me. “To fix something broken, sometimes, you have to destroy it.” He said.
I shot up, screaming and half in tears.
“Jesus shit!” Harlow yelped at the sudden noise I made. “Mike you alright?!”
“N-no…no…I…I wouldn’t destroy everything…” I held myself, crying as I didn’t hear Harlow. “No…I love my family…they mean the world to me…” I whimpered as I tried to hold back the flood of tears.
“Hey, hey, it’s alright.” He said, putting his arms around my neck as he sat up to hug me. Gently I felt him comfort me. “It was just a nightmare.”
“B-but…it’s what I’m going to do…” I said weakly. “They…they all hated me…wondering why I’d just…shatter them…Sonata…Sonata had our child and….I…I just killed them like they meant nothing…”
“It was just a nightmare Mike. None of that happened, and it’s not going to happen.” He said, pulling my face to meet his. “You aren’t that kind of person Mike.”
“B-but…” I tried to argue…but I just wrapped my arms around him and sobbed.
He held onto me as I cried. The nightmare still so fresh in my mind.
I wasn’t sure how long I cried but eventually, the tears ran out and I was just left feeling… haunted.
Harlow helped me up, washing the tears and snot off of me, and himself, before he took me to the kitchen where he began making some tea to help me calm down.
“I don’t think you’ve ever woken up screaming like that.” Harlow said.
“N-never…” I shook my head. “That…that was awful…”
“Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so… terrified. Must have been as bad as I think it was…”
“Well…when one of your spouses is holding your child and asking you ‘were we not good enough’, than another who is a complete sociopath that get’s into Mortal Kombat with her sister every half an hour is calling me a sociopath…than a literal Bright telling me ‘well, maybe we should have contained you’...then…a faceless you was cuddling up to another me as…I helplessly watched them crush both worlds to dust…” I explained sadly.
“Yikes…” Harlow winced.
“...To fix something broken…sometimes…you have to destroy it…” I said bitterly.
“Do you really think it’s broken?” He asked.
“Nitch made it…”
“True… It’s not exactly… stable, I guess… but do you believe it needs to be destroyed to be fixed?”
“What? No!” I snapped. “Why would I destroy two worlds I call home? Murder countless trillions…kill the ones I love with no remorse?”
“Then, it’s not going to be destroyed. Sometimes even something that’s broken… or maybe defective, still works. I know this is more your whole thing and your choice, but if that nightmare means anything, it’s eating you up alive inside. Do… do you want my advice?”
“Anything that can help cause…fuck…” I groaned.
“Maybe… you shouldn’t change it?” Harlow said. “I’m not saying there aren’t problems, but maybe rather than change things so dramatically, you… improve things?”
“How? Cause if I ‘improve’ thing’s, they’ll just grow to hate me cause they’re way of life, of so much apathy about everything…god damn it…” I growled, hating how there’s probably no way to do this and it was becoming more of a waste of time…
“Well, maybe start with something easy. You mentioned some fertility goddess before?”
“Yes…she killed me twice because she hates life after basically being bound, tortured and raped for god know’s how long and…well, I was stubborn enough to try and help her.”
“... Well, right off the bat, I can think of a few things that could help her.”
“Go right ahead…that would help here.”
“Well, offer her payback against her tormentor and rapist. If there’s multiple, all of them. Just let her go apeshit against them and make those monsters unable to die, but feel all the pain at like, a hundred times stronger. When she’s vented that out, offer her a choice. Change her goddess position to something more fitting for her, or, offer to make her mortal, and let her live out the rest of her life as she sees fit.”
“Well…I suppose that’s fair.” I said honestly.
“Yeah. Second, all those SCP things, well, you can easily just round them all up and make them go away, after all, no SCP’s, no threats, Wallflower can just be a normal girl and hey, enjoy life without the need of the SCP. In terms of Sunset and Pure’s uh… fun. There’s not really much I think you can do to make them want to stop that, but I do have an idea that might make it more fun for them and a bit more alright for you.”
“Them doing literal death matches is a problem, and I did get them to fix it a bit with them doing it in the dream realm.” I said honestly. “But…it’s the fact they looked me dead in the eye and said they were bored because I was around…”
“Then, let them fight but, make it so they can’t die. If both are immortal, then odds are, after so long it becomes less fun cause any injuries they put on one another will just heal. Make it sound fun, then over time they’ll get bored of the lack of lethality. When that happens, offer them a job.”
“That won’t work either cause they know strong healing magics and they do those fight’s to get close to murdering each other…they killed each other a few times by accident and, lo and behold, death doesn’t mean shit when they just come back not long after the event occurred…”
“Well, it’s an option. Either way, I have a feeling making them immortal and putting them as a duo against something they both can fight for fun would be an option. I mean, Aunt Pain is always looking for more help and let’s be honest, they’d love the kind of people she hires.”
“Oh god I’d rather not give those two to her, I’m trying to stave off their battle tendencies, not give them unlimited access to murder.”
“Mike.” Harlow spoke up. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but you’re in a relationship where two people in it, at least two, who are psychopaths. Changing them to help them would end up hurting them in the long run, at least if they work with Pain, they aren’t hurting each other or people you care about.”
I sighed bitterly. “This fucking sucks…” I grumbled, rubbing my temple bitterly as this was just giving me a headache…
The teapot whistled and Harlow quickly poured me a cup and gave it to me. “Well, you love them, right?”
“Of course I do.” I stated. “I love them just as much as you.”
“Then, this is gonna be one of those things where you can’t change who they are, especially if they don’t want to change, but if you love them and they love you, then it’s something you’ll have to find a compromise with.”
I sighed. “Fine, fine.” I said uncommitted, gently taking a sip of my tea.
“And hey, they work with Pain, get strong enough, you three could have a battle someday.”
“Maybe…” I said.
“Yeah. Something tells me they’d be very turned on by you beating their asses.” He said.
I almost spit my tea out.
“Fucking…warn me before you say something like that!” I coughed.
“Sorry.” He chuckled, giving me a quick kiss. “Feel like going back to sleep or do you wanna just stay up?”
“I’ll…stay up, I doubt I’ll be able to sleep after that…”
“Alright, wanna watch a movie, play a game?” He asked as he was pouring his own cup of tea. “When the sun comes up we can go ice fishing again. Early morning walk will look beautiful.”
I smiled at Harlow.
“Yeah…morning walk sounds good.” I said with a smile. “But not as beautiful as you.”
“You cheesy.” He chuckled, giving me another kiss. “You go get the TV started and watch or play something. I got breakfast.”
“Thanks Harlow.” I said with a smile, giving them a quick kiss as I headed to the living room with my cup of tea to watch something good.
We had two weeks left at the cabin. Aside from that nightmare, it’s been good. Lots of simple, couple stuff with Harlow, some training and practice, and lots of good food. Harlow can cook.
Still, unfortunately there is one thing that’s been bugging me still… my uh… morning issue is getting more… stubborn.
I really hate going through puberty again…
“I am so sorry…” I groaned, as yet again Harlow walked out of a shower in the early morning.
“You should buy a fleshlight at this rate.” He said, drying off with the towel. “Seriously, is this after some self relief before bed?”
“Yes…and while sure I would be doing it like…three or four more times a day, I’m with you all the time or busy doing other things…”
“Yikes. Maybe you should take the morning to just unleash the beast in the shower.” He chuckled.
“It’s only a few years left before I ‘unleash the beast’ on you.” I grumbled.
“Yeah but at this rate I’ll be choking on it and not in the fun way.” He said, making me blush deep red.
“I-I guess…” I said sheepishly. “I hate puberty…”
“You being a wolf probably doesn’t help. All that growing alpha dog energy in ya.” Harlow chuckled.
“Yes…there is a lot of energy down there…and I will probably need to buy an industrial grade fleshlight if it’s going to get worse…”
“Heh, well you try and finish up in the bathroom for… what I am gonna assume is a two or three hour job. I’ll get breakfast ready.”
“Hopefully it won’t take that long…” I said, walking into the bathroom to get some…relief…
After my morning… relief, Harlow and I were eating breakfast. Then, suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
“... Well, that’s unexpected.” Harlow said.
“Oh goodie…” I grumbled, getting up and heading to the front door, looking out a peephole just to be sure who it was.
I didn’t see anyone. I opened the door slowly, and I looked down and saw there was a box on the ground with a note on top. I picked up the note.
Dear Mike and Harlow, It’s Brandy. My month long hiatus from teasing and taunting you both is over but you still have two weeks from coming back home. So, because I am impatient, and I had a lot of extra cash from my job, I’ve given you both the box filled with gag gifts I fully expect you both to use.
See you in two weeks, Brandy.
Oh this is gonna be… a thing…
“Well…Brandy decided to taunt us…” I grumbled, grabbing the box and bringing it in and closing the door behind me.
“Oh boy, what she do?” Harlow asked.
“An asston of ‘Gag gifts’.” I said, putting it on a kitchen counter and opening it up to see what nonsense she had in mind.
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THERE’S SO MANY DILDOES IN HERE!
“What is- Woah… Did she buy out the back of a Hot Topic?!” Harlow yelped as he saw them.
“Yes…yes she did…” I said, trying to see if there was literally anything else in this stupid thing or I should send her a video of me burning this whole box.
Okay… more of the same, different shapes and sizes… Lube and Condoms… that’s all that’s in here aside the dildoes.
“... Well… That’s something I never expected to see…” “Harlow hummed.
“I’m about to send her a video of me setting this whole thing on fire…”
“You and I both know this probably isn’t gonna be the last box she sends us by the time we get back…”
“Yes…and it sucks…” I groaned.
“... Well, Not sure about you but uh… this is a good way to stockpile for when we’re eighteen…”
“...I don’t need more reasons to jack off when watching you walk around the house practically naked is enough…”
"I uh, ment the lube and condoms but… that works too…"
“O-oh! I uh…thought…never mind.” I shook my head quickly, my face burning bright. “Damn it Brandy…”
"... Well, if any match up, let me know and I can… see if I can handle it."
…
“Damn it Harlow…” I groaned, walking away and heading to the bathroom as something just didn’t want to stay down with that recommendation.
"Love you~!" He called out as I closed the bathroom door.
“Love you too!” I called back before…the deed needing to be done again.
To be continued...