Diaries of an Equestrian Overlord

by KitsuneRisu

lunAside: ThE forTh

ThE ForTh

Name: Red BerRy

TyPe: EartH

Height: 1.35 M

Weight: 55 kg

WeighT witHout POlICe Hat: 55 kg

Weight of PoliCe HAt: <1 kg

Sin: TrespasSinG

Notes: Her haT does not Fit my HEad. I will repurpose it.

AccounT:

A house is a home. A house is a place of solitude. You mire the home, you mire my very being.

She asked too many questions. Did I see anything. Did I notice anything. Where was I three weeks ago.

I told her I did not know. This is the truth. She was not specific enough. Her questions. Too general.

Asked to come in and look around.

Of course you may.

But your hooves crossed the boundary. And your hooves must be punished for their vulgarity.

The rest of you is clean.

So all that is required are your hooves.

Removing them was tricky.

But after the first one the rest gradually got easier.

Even the initial cries soon turned to the high-pitched whining of steam escaping from a boiler.

It reminded me of the last punishment.

I have learnt from the past. Plastic sheets to contain the spray.

Carrots to silence the voice.

This one was simple.

Her body refused to move after the offending characters were confiscated. I am not sure why.

Took measurements. Took souvenir.

Don't let it go to waste.

I am tired now. I must sleep.

I had not planned for this one.

But I must plan for the future.