Part One: What is This I Don’t Even...
Dr. Fetus awoke within a library. Books, books were every-fucking-where. He looked around and studied his surroundings. He had no idea where in the hell he was. Everything was so vivid, and very bright. This pissed Dr. Fetus off; like really bad. The room he was in was very quiet. He got up slowly to look around. He got up and walked towards a large wooden door and peaked within the crack to see if anybody was in the main room.
“I just don’t know, Spike. Are you sure you didn’t hear anything? My experiment heeded no results in the lab, but it sounded like an explosion up here.”
“I don’t know twilight, its 4 AM. If anypony woke me up, it was you.”
Dr. Fetus took a step back and sighed.
“Well, fuck.” He said. “You devote your life to killing a guy without skin, and he makes you hang out with shitty marketing toys. Fucking prick.” Dr. fetus stepped back, and kicked the door open and pointed at the purple filly and her dragon, as they turned around in utter surprise.
“I am the Great and Powerful Dr. Fetus!” he exclaimed. “Now that I’m within your realm, you must bow down to me, or I will kill everyone you know and love!”
Twilight's face turned to one of disgust.
“What the hell is that thing?” Spike asked, obviously creeped out and revolted at the unborn child.
“Well, apparently, I brought a fetus in a fish tank to Ponyville.” Twilight said, losing all faith that she will ever doing anything correctly again. “a-A A FUCKING FISH TANK?! I WILL END YOU!” He screamed and stomped around.
Twilight grinned at his remark; for she was much larger than him; and what with that she knew magic and all, she could easily overpower the man-child.
“Right.” she said, cracking up. “Now, Dr. Fetus, how about you stop acting like a 6 year old and come sit with me and Spike; I'm quite intrigued to hear your story; and how you pertain to the spell I casted.
His eyebrows thickened as the made a downward slant at her. “M-My story, eh? I'll tell you my story.” He walked over and sat on the the small stool in a small circle of the pony and dragon.
Before his story began, he remembered everything he has experienced on his little “trip” to this odd universe, and his head began to numb as he started to speak.
“This guy, Meat Boy. He was having fun with his girlfriend one day. It pissed me off, because I hate fun. He sat there, and rubbed it in my face that he has such a sexy girlfriend, she was made of plastic and everything. Meat boy would run around and do anything for this girl. He had no skin, and he was immortal, so dying meant nothing to him. One day, I lost my shit. I got banned from newgrounds.com, and Meat Boy was picnicking with his girlfriend, in front of my god damn house. That day; I promised myself I'd put meat boy though so much pain that he would just give up on life. I devised traps, so many traps; and kidnapped his girlfriend. and I sat there laughing as he died, and came back to life just to die again within my so deviously devised traps.”
Tears ran down Dr. Fetuses face as he saw every detail of his pathetic life be explained to a unicorn, by him. He looked up. Twilight's facial expression was that of “wat” and Spike just yawned.
“So you are basically just a huge cry baby?” Spike said bluntly.
“Spike! go up to your room!” Twilight instantly snapped back.
“Fine, fine. If I wanted to hear losers cry about how gay they are, I’d go on 4chan anyway.” he remarked, as he walked upstairs.
Twilight grabbed the fetus as soon as the young dragon was out of sight, and hugged him, very hard.At first Dr. fetus had a panic attack. He had never been touched by a mare, let alone a girl. He let all of his emotions slowly fade as enjoyed the fuzzy hug from her. Tears still ran down his face, from such a vivid replay of his pathetic life. Twilight sat him back down, and looked at him seductively.
“I know what you need.” She said, grinning.
“W-what?!”
“Tell me Doctor, what's your first name?” She asked, as she ran her hoof down his suit, and into his crotch area. unbuttoning his black suit.
“K-kevin” He replied.
“Kevin Fetus” She smiled “I like the way that rolls of my tongue”
As she said those words, she stuck her tongue out, and began to lick the cold metal that encased his body. though the fetus was wearing a suit, he still registered every feel that touched the suit, being that that he was diabolical villain and all, he had to have a cool armour.
He squealed with pleasure as the mare licked up and down his metal chest, and seductively looked up at him. Never in his whole life; did he think he'd get laid. But his time has come, and he was going to get laid.
Twilight looked into his beady black eyes. He looked back gingerly, and a smile began to to curl on his diabolical little face. Dr. Fetus had a really bad-ass plan; one he could brag about to the internet.