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// An Eve to Remember · Teen (Suffering) 
// Story: Anything Goes 
// by Roobles 
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An Eve to Remember: Anything Goes







Raisins.  

Through a neon velvet haze, you wake to the soft smell of raisins.  

You feel just like you're sleeping on a cloud, but there's a crackling, snapping fire in your ears.  And you do not feel the cool wet winds of the sky.

Your brain is bruised and swelling, throbbing against a membrane pulled tight.  Constricting, digging.  Bright white flashes, for every breathe you take.  

You open your eyes, but you do not see what's before you.  Only muted shapes and colors, that swim in waves across your sight.  And the more you try to focus, the more your skin crawls and your stomach churns.  Until your throat lurches and your gullet pleads to expel the toxins you swallowed.

You roll to your side and cast open your beak, but all that comes forth is a cry of pain.  Fire is burning inside your body.  You scrunch your face and whimper like a kitten, as you feel the burning, itching line across your back and down your side.

You're praying to Celestia for the pain to end, but you're frightened and shivering.  Little twitches that drive a flaming dagger even deeper into the wound in your body.

You try to move your hand to caress your side, but it isn't listening.  It's stuck in place, bound tightly behind your wings.

You kick out with your hind paws, but they too are held fast against you.  And the more you struggle, the more your side burns.  The more your vision blurs with tears running down your face.

You sniffle and try to swallow the sobs.  

You're trying to recall, but your mind just isn't working.  Your head throbs, and nothing but confusion returns.  You don't know where you are, and you can't remember anything.

Your breathe is quick and shallow.  And you still keep smelling raisins.  Sickly sweet raisins, clouding up your brain.  Twisting your stomach; feeling nauseous.    

You feel something move beside you, and now you are screaming.  Lungs pumping panic.  High pitched screeches, ringing off the walls.

You think you hear a commotion in another room, but you don't know for sure.  You're too focused on the creature that's slithering beside you, wiggling against your wing as it pulls on bandages.

You're screaming and you're crying, and you're not stopping to breathe.  No curses, no prayers, just guttural shrieks and wails.

A pair of hooves clamp down on your beak, and a wavy pink monstrosity looks you in the eyes.

"Be quiet, silly!  If you keep that up, you're going to wake the whole town!  And that would be super duper rude of you!"

Its voice is sharp and sweet.  Familiar, but you can't quite place it.  

"And Gummy, get away from there!  That's icky!"

You feel the creature lift away from you, and you breathe a sigh of relief.

"But I'm really glad you're awake now, miss grumpy screamy complainy pants. I really didn't want to spend tonight alone."

"Wh-what do you want f-from me?" you ask with a voice that's more fragile than you have ever heard.

"Want?  I just want to spend a very special Hearths Warming Eve with you, silly!  Look!"  The smell of raisins grows overwhelming.  "I even baked you your very own griffin kidney pie!"