I woke up to three women jumping on top of me yelling.
"Wake up!" Spitfire's voice came from my right, the world felt as if it was being thrown around as she spoke.
"Time to rise!" Lyra said from my center, the world didn't feel as shaky but, it did still moved around a bit.
"Get the fuck up!" Bon-Bon said from my left, I felt myself get thrown from my bed, sheets and all coming with me, I landed against the wooden floor.
"What the FUCK!" I shouted as I pulled the bed sheets off of my head. I looked up at the three girls. Lyra looked normal, her mint green coat shimmering slightly, the white stream of color that stood out in her hair caught my eye for a brief moment, next were her golden eyes, how they always were shinning brightly, her full lips moving as she giggled.
I turned to look at Spitfire, she looked different, for the past few days Spitfire was always covered in a bit of dirt and dust, now she looked clean as if she took a shower. Spitfire's yellow coat seemed to flicker slightly. Next her hair seemed as if it were catching fire yet not set ablaze, her amber colored eyes seemed to flicker like a small flame. Everything about her made me think of hot and fiery. Her lips opened to release a small giggle.
My gaze shifted onto Bon-Bon, her teal blue eyes were the first thing that caught my attention,next my eyes shifted over her beige colored coat, it too shimmered slightly not nearly as much as Lyra or Spitfire, but what she didn't have in her coat she had in her developments. Her hips were wide, her breasts large, thighs medium, over all she was well formed. Even her lips were luscious as they moved with her laughter.
The one thing they all had in common was the fact that they were all laughing at me. My cheeks flushed slightly, this resulting only in their laughter becoming louder.
"What are you three laughing at!" I shouted at them.
"You look like a dirty rat!" Blurted out Bon-Bon as she spoke. Rude much?
"Oh don't be like that Bon-Bon, he sort of looks adorable." Spitfire said while she looked at me. "Just look at how he pokes his head out from the sheets."
"Well I think he needs a bath." Lyra said. Her signature goofy grin turned into a creepy rape like stare. Her gaze caused a shover to creep along my spine.
"Wait." I said as Lyra crept closer. Bon-Bon looked towards Spitfire and gestured towards me, they both nodded in unison. "We can talk this out!" I said desperately as Bon-Bon took the left of Lyra and Spitfire took right of Lyra. I tried my best to get away, only to get more entangled into my sheets.
"When was the last time you bathed?" Lyra asked me as she grabbed one edge of the sheets effectively stopping me.
"When was the last time he changed his clothes?" Spitfire said, she then grabbed the other end of the bed sheets.
'I haven't changed since I woke up from that six month nap. Woah, maybe I did need a bath and new clothes.' I thought to myself as Bon-Bon stood beside me.
"I don't care lets drag him into the bathroom and lock him in there until he takes a bath." Bon-Bon said as she shoved her hands under me and lifted me up. Lyra and Spitfire both let go of the bed sheets realizing Bonny didn't need any help.
"Put me down She-Hulk!" I yelled at Bon-Bon from my blanket burrito.
"What the hell is a Hulk?" She asked me.
"Never mimd that Bon-Bon, he will trick you into letting him go! We can't let him escape." Spitfire joked as she trailed behind us.
"If you don't let me go...I shall...erm." I didm't know what to say so I just let my head lay limp.
"Get the door." Bon-Bon said.
I looked over to see the door fling open by a mint green aura. I was going to say. 'Lyra you traitor.' But I quickly realized that road shouldn't be traveled down. So instead I wailed like a mad man.
As the door way passed over my head I could see the pale white tile floor, the blank sheet rock wall, and the bathtub. "Nooo!" I shouted.
I was thrown down onto the hard tile floor, thankfully the impact was reduced to nothing due to the blanket burrito I was heavily wrapped in.
"Now don't you come out till you're squeaky clean!" Said Spitfire as she poked her head in the door way.
"And of you don't come out squeaky, WE shall give you bath." Lyra said with her disturbingly effective rape face. The door slowly shit after Bon-Bon exited the bathroom. The last image I saw was Lyra's rape face. The image burned into my skull.
I wriggled around trying to escape the bed sheet burrito I was wrapped into. About two minutes later I was free. "FREEDOM!" I shouted as I jumped up and licked the bed sheets. "Well sort of." I said as I heard giggling coming from the other side of the door. I reached out for the doorknob to exit but Lyra's rape face flashed in my head and her words rang throughout my mind. 'We shall give you a bath.'
I shivered and tanked my hand away from the door. Looks like I only had one way out. One safe way out. I turned to the bathtub. 'What kind of place doesn't have showers anymore?' I asked myself.
"I don't here water running!" Lyra said from the other side of the door.
The rape face flashed into my mind for a brief second, and like that my hand was already turning the knob that read 'hot.' The water poured out from the faucet, I put my hand under the water and pulled it away after I felt just how hot the water was, too hot, I tweaked the cold water a bit and put my hand back under the faucet. Now it's too cold. I tweaked the cold water a bit and put my hand under the running water once again. Just right. I put the stopper into the plug and let the water fill up the tub.
I stripped off my clothes as I let the water run. After my clothes were laying on the tile floor I turned the knobs to stop the water. I then lowered myself in. I looked around and noticed the water turning a pale brown. Ew. I really was dirty.
"Looks like imma need to baths for this one." I said to myself remembering an old joke from home. I heard more giggles from the other side of the bathroom door. "Wait." I said as I eyes the contents that were set along the tubs sides.
I picked up a bottle and read it out loud. "Rosy Posy scent shampoo and body wash, guaranteed for a shiny coat that leaves behind a rosy scent." As I finished the sentence I heard Bon-Bon's laughter erupt from the other room.
"FUCK DAT, I DON'T WANNA SMELL LIKE A GIRL!" I screamed at the door. "I don't even have a coat!" I added in. Bon-Bon's laughter increased.
"Squeaky clean!" Spitfire said through the door, her tone surprisingly threatening.
I let out a sigh and squeezes the bottle's contents into my hand and lathered my body and hair. After some light scrubbing with my hands I rinsed myself clean. I pulled out the rubber stopper and let the water drain from the tub. I shivered and along with it came another realization.
"I need clothes!" I shouted through the door. Lyra and Spitfire giggles became distant. I heard several drawers opening and closing. "Well?" I said.
"Hide your private parts." Bon-Bon said from the other side of the door. "I'm pretty sire they both are going to try to sneak a peek." She added. I quickly grabbed the blanket I kicked over and wrapped in around my waist.
"Thanks for the heads up." I told Bon-Bon.
"No biggie." She replied. "Here they come."
And like that the door was surrounded in Lyra's mint green aura, the door swung open right as. I backed away from it, expertly avoiding a broken nose.
Lyra stood in front of me, Spitfire peering over her shoulder.
"Is he squeaky clean?" Asked Spitfire from Lyra's shoulder.
"Let's check." Lyra replied. I gulped as Lyra put her furry and against my shoulder.
"Wait, I won't actually squeak!" I said desperately. Lyra proceeded to awkwardly run my shoulder a bit.
"He didn't squeak but he sure smells fruity." Lyra said.
"Oh oh oh, let me smell!" Spitfire exclaimed as she left her hiding soot and dug her nose against my chest, taking a giant whiff. I heard Bon-Bon giggle a bit as she looked into the bathroom. I visibly blushed a bit and Lyra just stared at me. I raised my hands in defense.
"Ooooh he does smell fruity!" Spitfire said. She finally pulled away and threw clothes at me. "Get dressed." She said and bounded out of the bathroom.
I looked over at Lyra, she looked back at me and shrugged. She then turned away and left the bathroom and shut the door. 'Yeah that just happened.' I told myself.
I quickly unfolded the clothes and looked over them. Pale white t-shirt, pale white sweat pants. What the fuck, more sweat pants. I also noticed the lack of boxers, oh well I quickly put on my new clothes and opened the door. I pocked up my dirty clothes and blankets then tossed them into the bedroom me and the girls shared.
Now, I'm not going to lie. Free ballin felt weird, but that's not what I was going to say. It may have been a forced shower, but damn was that refreshing sort of like I washed away all the sore muscles I've accumulated over the past. For the first time, I could simply relax and just wait for nothing. Now usually I would be bored, but with these three girls, I have a feeling I won't be bored for quite some time.
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Lyra took us around the church and showed us the 'praying' room that we were suppose to train in. Oh yeah, were training apparently. The room had a glass ceiling letting the sunlight pour in, directly in the center stood a statue of Celestia, sand completely surrounded it. Stone surroumded the sand. The sunlight that shone down was obviously centered around the statue. This caused the statue to shimmer and shine a bit, as if the primcess herself was grcimg her subjects. I didn't like it.
A man bust through the doors and stumbled head first into the sand, right at Lyra's feet. Me, Bon-Bon, and Spitfire began to laugh at the guy's dispense. Lyra deadpanned a glare at us, effectivly shutting us up.
"What is it?" She asked the green coated male anthro that now stood up, he wiped bits and chunks of sand from his face before he spittered out some more sand. After a cough and blowing his nose a bit he finally spoke.
"One of the guests are here!" He stated boldly. He stood stright and tall as if nothing wrong has happened.
"Thank you, was that all Grass?" Lyra said. I snickered, catching the eyes of everyone.
"No ma'am!" Grass stated.
"Then please tend to the guest while we make our way over." Lyra said. Whatever happened between the six months I was asleep, Lyra sure did grow into a leader.
The green coated mann left without another word. Lyra looked at me. "What was that snicker for?" She asked me.
"Come on, Grass? What kind of name is that?" I asked.
"An anthro name, we don't make fun of your human name, Alex." Lyra retorted.
"Rude much?" I said.
"Just giving back." Lyra said.
"Ooooooo." Spitball said.
"She o'd you!" Said Bonny.
Ok this was getting annoying fast. "Aren't we suppose to be going somewhere?" I asked Lyra.
"Yes, but try to be respectful to the guests, they are after all the co leaders of this organization." Lyra said.
"Oh that's been bothering me, what is the name of this organization?" I asked.
Lyra just shrugged and left for the doors. "Don't have one yet, let's just go and meet out first guest." Lyra said as she opened the doors, me Spitfire and Bon-Bon following her.
"I wonder who it is?" Spitfire said, being her usual self.
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Actually now that I think about it, the first time I met that little Spitball, she was the stern leader of the Wonderbolts, proud and smart, now she seemed like some little schoolgirl. Did I change her like that? Or maybe the hard ass look was just that. A look, a mask. After all she was suppose to be a public figure of Celestia's 'best'.
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I indeed wonder who it was though, maybe it was Luna? If so how did she leave the palace, was she followed? Before I could continue on with my doubts a figure stood in front of Lyra, this stopped the entire group.
The man was coated solid brown, his fave sported an odd little mustache with tiny collective strands of hair on his chin creating some sort of asian stereotype beard. It was odd enough to see a mustache on an anthro but what also gathered my attention was his eyes. An odd sickly yellow iris, with blood red pupils. The next thing that caught my eyes were his appendages, his left arm looked normal except the talons that protruded from its fingers. Disturbing. His right arm was toned yet still relatively the same size as his left, its hand had small claws, they themselves didn't look threatening.
"Why hello there." His voice sounded smooth and a bit too mischievous.
"Oh, we were just on our way to meet you." Lyra said.
"Wait, you know him?" I asked.
"Yes this is our co leader, Discord." Lyra finished with his name. The man took a bow.
"Greetings." He said as he leaned over, he rose his talon claws and pressed the, together. I saw Lyra visibly flinch as he snapped. As soon as his snap was heard, the oddest thing happened. A glove appeared on his hand and he was a foot away from me. Not in the blink of an eye, no it was instant. He didn't move, he just appeared.
"My name is Discord." He said as he extended his glove covered hand towards me.
I extended my hands towards his and met it with a manly grip. Discord returned the grip in full force and have my hand a shake. "I'm Alex." I said.
"Well met." He said.
Lyra and the rest of the group were keeping their eyes on the man that still held my hand. "You can let go of his hand now Discord."
"Oh, I tried, but it is he that still holds my hand." Discord replied to Lyra.
I pulled my hand away, only to find his hand still attached to mine. Just. His. Hand. "GAH!" I yelled out, and tried to shake the gloved covered hand off of me. "Get it off!" I shouted.
"Oh, lefty come back to papa." Discord said. The hand let go in my midswing and was thrown across the hall. Discord looked at me angrily, his sickly yellow irises glowing. "If you hurt lefty, I will make you suffer!" His voice rang in my head, but his lips were not moving.
The hand stood on its talons and began to scamper its way over to Discord. The hand flexed and went soaring into the air, where as Discord held hid arm out, the hand quickly reattached itself to his arm, as if it never left.
"Ah lefty's back!" Discord said as he wiggled his talons.
I stared at him. "Da fuck are you?!" I shouted/asked the being that stood in front of me.
His gaze turned onto me, everything faded to black, everything but him and I. Discord stared at me, his glowing red pupils contrasting with the sickly yellow irises. I quickly found myself not able to move.
"I am Discord, the fallen god of chaos, my being is whatever your little mind can comprehend." His words rang inside my head once again, he never moved his lips. Not until I saw the devilish grin he had spread from cheek to cheek. "I am everywhere, but never am I no where." I saw his body shift, only a faint glowing of red was left. "There is always conflict someplace, and as long as there are fights I am here." The aura lit up with each word until it reformed into the state of Discord. "Does that give you an idea of who I am?" I wanted to nod, but my body still was frozen.
Discord lifted his talon finger and snapped once again. Like that everything was just as it was before it faded to black. The girls stood frozen in place.
"Let them go." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Well of course, why would I ever hurt these sweet and helpful little girls." He snapped his fingers and time resumed.
"Discord! What a mean trick!" Shouted Lyra.
"Oh you know me, always the trickster." Discord said in a playful tone, he turned to me and winked. I shivered a bit.
"How did he do that!" Said Spitfire. The fiery girl was at Discord's side and began to pull on his hand.
"H-hey get off." Discord said, he snapped his fingers and Spitfire was on the other end of the hallway.
"W-what?" She said dumbfound.
"He can change reality." Stated Lyra.
"...." Thoughts rendered in my head. "Why cant he just will us to win? Or maybe where Celestia never came into power?" I asked.
"Because." Discord started. "That wouldn't be fun." He said.
"Fun?!" I shouted, my blood starting to boil, when I met his eyes though I felt my anger fade and quickly become fear.
"It was a joke, I may be able to change somethings, but it is very limited, after all no being can control everything." He stated as if I should have this knowledge.
"Uhuh..so...can you just snap your fingers and a person can die?" I asked. Discord shook his head. "How does it work?"
"I can only create chaos, I can't simply kill someone, I can make others kill others, but that depends on the person's will power or gullibility." Discord stated in a lecture like tone. "So let's say a man was fighting me alone, no one nearby. I would have to either leave and accept my defeat." Discord chuckled for a bit. "Or I could simply lead him into a trap, maybe even drive him insane, or perhaps trick him into falling off a bridge."
Before he could list any more ways to kill a person alone I asked him another question. "How would you kill a person with friends?"
"Oh that's the funnest part!" He said gleefully. Fun, killing another being was fun to him? I felt anger towards how easily he could speak of such a feat. I hated killing, every life I take is another peace of me I lose.
"I can lure one out and tell him lies, in some cases truths." He said, oddly staring at Lyra from the corner of his eye. "I would tell the, how their friends hate or laugh at them, blah blah, and then the person would become what I call 'Discorded' and would act like the opposite of themselves." He laughed. "Next they would turn in their friends and fight with words, just simple arguments. It will stay simple and small as long as I'm not nearby, as soon as I get close to the 'Discorded' person they will snap and try to kill their allies!" He finished with a leap into the air and a smile plastered onto his face.
I leaned over to Lyra. "Are you sure this guy is on our team?" I whispered into her ear. I heard a snap and was now leaning into the ear of Discord.
"Of course I am! I want to take Celestia." He snapped his fingers and a tiny statue of the princess took place in his hand. "Doooown!" He said as threw the statue over his shoulder.
"Why though?" Spitfire asked.
"Well my darling, simply because she trapped me in stone that one time." Discord spat out. "I won't forgive her, one thousand years of fun I missed out, now she has to pay." Discord said, grinning madly.
So basically we have a god that wants revenge? "What's stopping you from turning on us once we win?" I asked.
"Nothing, but I wouldn't want to harm a fellow ally now would I?" Discord said using a tome that completely suggested otherwise.
"Why do you truly want Celestia gone?" Asked Bon-Bon, finally speaking up.
"I already told you." Discord said.
"You told us a lie, I want the truth." Bonny said, her no shit taking attitude kicking in.
"..."
"..."
Silence between everyone.
"Fine." Discord said. "The truth is..I'm afraid of dying." Discord stated, his tome sad and hopeless. "Celestia wants Equestria to be peaceful and completely argument free, without conflict...I die."
An awkward moment of silence was shared between me and the girls.
"Well enough of that, shall we continue on with our day?" Discord said as if he was going to be with us all day.
As if.
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Why the fuck did the girls agree to let this crazed madman train with us?
There we all stood, Discord in the dead center, me Spitfire, Bon-Bon and Lyra surrounded him. The goal of this training session was to defeat each other, without major injuries. That was the primary goal shared between the whole group, my personal goal was to kick Discord's ass.
An eerie silence took place. No doubt Discord had the upper hand, considering that everyone here were friends, and it's kinda hard to punch a friend in face for me.
Discord rose his taloned hand and pushed together two talons. Just like that Spitfire was on him already swinging for the fences, I saw each blow land successfully against the god but knowing Spitballs strength it wasn't going to do much damage. Yet it did what it needed to, instead of Discord managing a snap he was now caught up in the blur of Spitfire's fists.
"He-ompf let m-nnnhth!" Discord held his mouth flew off into the air. Of course, he is after all a god. Of fucking course he can fly.
Spitfire leapt into the air and continued her assault. Before I could cheer her on I caught a fist to the gut, knocking all of my air ouy in one go. I wheezed as I looked at the beige fist that was driven into my gut. Bon-Bon.
I pulled away and caught my breath, I faced the beige colored anthro as she grinned at me. "Gotcha!" She said. Bon-Bon charged me, she held a fist down low and brought in up her leg lead her step, making it obvious how she was about to swing up for a blow to my chin.
I stepped back and lowered myself, I then spun on my heel and swung my leg behind Bon-Bon's leg, aiming for the back of the knee. It landed and Bon-Bon wavered for a split second before she regained her balance. She reached down and picked me up. I felt stupid, of course her legs are like stone fucking walls, just look at how they flex, even when she kneed that bandit in the face, I saw her thighs all toned and-
My thoughts were interrupted as I flew towards Celestia's statue. My back landed against the stone and I slid to the bottom. Out if the corner of my eye I saw that Discord was now fighting Lyra and Spitfire. I ignored that situation as Bon-Bon crept towards me. I sat up and felt the sand underneath me move.
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Sand...okay plan has been formed.
As Bon-Bon stepped onto the sand I grinned. I put my hands behind me and grabbed a handfuls worth of sand. I then stood up to meet Bon-Bon charging at me. I panicked and sidestepped her, she then swung her arm out to her side and clotheslined me. I was immediately sent back down into the sand.
"Unngh." I groaned out.
"Shame you went out first, and here I thought it would have been only us two in the end." Bon-Bon said as she lifted her leg up.
"I'm not out yet!" I said as I grabbed another handful of sand and threw it into her face, Bonny reacted quickly and covered her face avoiding the sand getting into her eyes, when she exposed her face again I was already up and swinging. I hit her boobs, I wont lie. It was cheap, fast, and the easiest way of causing her pain. I just really hoped that anthros couldn't get breast cancer. She covered her chest and fell to her knees.
"No more!" She cried out. I felt bad for fighting dirty, but it was a lesson I hoped she learned. When fighting enemies, use their weak spots. I let Bon-Bon leave the fighting area peacefully. One down three to-
"AHHHH-oOMPF!" I heard Spitfire yell as she went plummeting out of the fighting area. She coughed before saying, "Imma just dtay out here."
Okay than...two down two left.
Lyra used her magic to pin Discord down, she swung with her fists, probably doing next to nothing, she held his hands firm with her magic as well. This stopped his powers. "Just. Give. Up!" Lyra managed between punches.
"Never!" Shouted Discord, he clicked his tongue, his body was replaced with a pillow. Discord now hovered around the edge. "Come on Lyra, I don't need my hands to do my thing, It's just for style." Discord grinned and snapped once again. Lyra went flying through the air but landed softly against the wall.
"No fair!" She shouted as she stood up and stamped her foot down in frustration.
"I can't even harm you! That's unfair! If I could physically harm you this battle would be over already!" Discord shouted. He snapped his fingers again, a tree sprouted up from the ground and met Discord, he then laid in it. "Its just not fair!" He wallowed.
I took this chance to take Lyra down, obviously I should team up with her to take down Discord, but for some reason I had a feeling I was better off one on one.
I charged up from behind the mage and wrapped my arms around her neck, getting her into a chokehold. She gripped my arms in a panic and tried her best to wrench my arms away. "Like good old times." I said to her as I slowly squeezed. "Just tell when you had enough." I told her.
Lyra's eyes began to glow, slowly she reached her hands behind her and tried her best to face her palms towards me. What was she-
Lyra's hands glowed gold and a brilliant light shot out into my face, I felt my body tingle all over, my sight went dark and when I reopened my eyes I was on the floor.
"What the fuck was that?!" I shouted/asked Lyra.
"After six months I've grown stronger, you didnt just think I sat down and plotted the entire time did you?" She finished. She crept closer towards me. I looked over at Discord, he was holding a bag if popcorn and was wearing red and blue 3-D glasses. I gave him a quick middle finger, he fainted back onto the tree.
I fucking hate that guy.
Lyra pushed her hand against my skin, her eyes glowed for a brief second then stopped reverting to their natural gold state. "Wh-what?" She said. I looked back at Discord who was giggling madly. I don't know what he did but I know he had something to do with her not being able to use magic.
I grabbed Lyra in a bear hug and squeezed her as hard as I could, she quickly tapped and gave in. I let go of her, she rolled over and laid in the sand. "To..much..hurt." She plopped her head back into the sand.
So, I guess its just one on one. I looked over at Discord. He was purple, blue, and red all over. "Alas, I have been defeated!" He said as he fell to the ground. "Bleh! Slain by the human!" He stopped for a second.
I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by Discord. "A god slain by a mortal!" He flopped back into the sand.
"Soo I guess I wi-"
"The shame!" Yelled Discord.
"Okay the-"
"Defeated by a hairless ape!"
"Hey!"
"Me the god of chaos! Defeated by this little weak human!" He went silent.
"I wi-"
"Ahhh!" He faked a death scream.
"Oh come o-"
"Erg!"
Shu-"
"Bleh!"
"Bu-"
"Raghfl."
".."
"..."
"Are you don-"
"Bleh!"
"SHUT UP!" I yelled.
"You don't have to be so rude!" Discord retorted.
I let out a sigh and gave up.
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The rest of the day was filled with nonsense, Discord kept trolling, and we kept getting trolled, the process seemed to repeat itself over and over.
Discord managed to have a civilized conversation with us. We talked about battle strategics. Apparently Lyra is such a good planner that we already have a plan set up.
Now that we have Luna on our side, we would use her to fatigue the guards by giving them nightmares. After about a week of this we will move in, Discord shall be the distraction, hopefully he will work his stuff and cause the guards to argue. Normally they wouldn't be phased by his simple tricks, but due to the fact of fatigue from the nightmares that will haunt them they will be more angsty. When the arguments break out the four of us, Lyra, Bon-Bon, Spitfire and I, will sneak in and try to avoid as much conflict, we then will kick Celestia's ass and the end! Happily ever after!
Nice plan if i can say so myself.
At the end of the day Discord was lead to his room, thankfully he won't share it with ours. I thanked Lyra for that, and finally headwd off to bed. Of course as soon as I closed my eyes the shenanigans begun.
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"Shhh, you're gonna wake him." I heard Lyra whisper.
"Nu uh you will!" Whispered back Spitfire.
"Why cant you both just leave him alone?" Asked Bon-Bon.
I woke up, but kept my eyes shut. I felt myself being carried somewhere, I decided to see how far this was going to play out so I faked my sleeping with light snores.
"Zzz."
"See, he's still out, now lets get him to the tub." Lyra said. Wait what.
"He's gonna be mad." Warned Bon-Bon.
"That's the point!" Retorted Spitfire.
I heard the bathroom door creak open. "Is the ice water still cold?" Lyra asked.
I heard water lightly splash around within the tub. "Yep, still icy."
"Okay on three we throw him in." Lyra said.
"One." Spitfire said.
"I shall have no part of this." Bon-Bon said, footsteps soon faded off into the other room.
"We don't need her, two." Said Lyra.
"Three!" I said this time, earning two screams. I jumped from their arms and landed on the tile floor, next I placed my hands onto the girls backs and shoved them both into the tub.
I quickly left the room, scream water splashes and cries following behind me. I wore a grin on my face before I climbed back into bed.
"I tried to warn them." I heard Bon-Bon said.
"They should have known better." I replied smugly as I pulled the bed sheets over my head and doze back off into sleep.
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The next day was similar to the last. The week was pretty relaxing, other than Discord trying to be funny. Later during the week Lyra told us the last two guests were on there way, so we better be prepared.
Just a few more weeks, until were ready. Celestia, your shiny bright white ass shall be kicked right the fuck out of the thrown.
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In the end a new questions is to be thought about. Will we kill her? Who will take the throne afterwords. How will the people act. Oh well. Cross that road once we reach it.