Only one solution was at hand to stop this madness. I drowned myself in alcohol in order to maybe get this madness to stop since it was the reason my nightmares started. I did not hesitate one bit and drank until I passed out sometime in the afternoon.
Unfortunately when I came to, I was again imprisoned in this catoonish styled madness of ponies hating on my god-like figure.
I was in a room I've never seen before, it was someplace not even shown in the show itself as I could hear voices coming from the room next door.
"Stop it, brother! We can't do that, it's strictly prohibited." A voice called out from that same room.
"But brother, you should know that I love myself so much that I have to show you, my twin brother my love."
"Brother, stop! I am not ready for this..:" I didn't like where this was going, so I decided to scream:
"Hey you disgusting faggots! I can hear you! Come out and show yourselves!"
Suddenly the room got silent as I waited for several minutes until finally somepony left the room. It was the older Flim Flam brother. As soon as his eyes reached my body of pure seduction he threw up.
"What the buck is wrong with you! If you feel sick, go see a doctor!"
"I'm not sick because I'm sick, I'm sick because of you, whatever the buck you are! I've never seen a creature as fat, disgusting and ugly as you!"
"Oh well, excuse me! I feel sorry that you cannot handle my masculinity and try to make excuses to not immediately jump me, you fag!" I shouted.
Suddenly the younger brother came out of the room, looking at his brother with a shy expression as I felt a sensation that almost made me throw up as well.
"What the actual buck!? You disgusting fags, why the buck are you wearing a maid outfit?! That is bucked up!"
"Nopony asked you, now get the buck out of our house and keep this a secret or I'll silence you!" The older Flim Flam brother screamed.
"What if I just stay lying here? What are you going to do about it, shithead?"
I noticed his head going red as he went into another room, his brother looking at me, confused and disgusted. He probably couldn't believe there being something as seductive as me and he probably had to stay calm not to start jumping me just like his brother.
After another minute, the older Flim Flam brother came back into the room with a knife. "Leave now!" he shouted but I still refused to move as my body seemed to be attached to the ground for some reason.
As he tried to stab me, I rolled to the side. Luckily for me a photo of Justin Bieber fell out of my pocket. The older Flim Flam brother who has noticed the picture stood there in shock, looking at that picture, standing there motionless for several seconds before picking up the picture, getting back into that room, locking it and sounds could be heard that I won't get into details in.
Several minutes later he came out of the room, holding that Justin Bieber picture in his hooves, having a reliefed face and said: "You might as well stay, oh and here's your picture."
"You can keep it..." I said disgusted as I noticed the picture being dirtied by what he has been doing in that room. "Actually could you please just kill me instead?"
And so he did, resulting in me waking up yet again. But I did not wake up alone.... Justin Bieber was in bed alongside me, sleeping. Of course I got my shotgun out and did what's best for humanity. The day after I was declared an international hero... but that didn't help me stop these nightmares.