Ponyville Library,

Thursday, June 19th, 2014...

I awoke to silence, mostly silence anyway. A warm presence beside me put a glowing smile on my face as I realized my arm was trapped beneath her. I snuggled in tightly to my mother for just a brief moment.

It was a little creepy sure, sleeping with my mother, but... it just made me feel all cozy and warm inside. However, no matter the feel of warmth, love or otherwise, I needed to relieve myself.

I slowly and gently slid my arm out from underneath Twilight's body and stood up. I only had my boxer briefs but for the time being that would be decent enough. Slowly moseying my way downstairs, I hummed to myself as my body begged to use the washroom.

The library's lights were off and the only source of light was the rays from Celestia's sun. The light beams shone through the window and illuminated dust gleamed in the library. Lassie and Spike had passed out on the couch and chair respectively, probably watching a late night movie together. As I looked to the duo I smiled, at least they got along and looked like family together.

A tear came to my eye and I quickly flicked it away. As I made my way to the washroom door, I recalled yesterday afternoon when I had to cut the news to Flim and Flam that they wouldn't be paid due to the fact Daring had screwed me... again. They were... well least to say they were pretty fussy about it, but alas what could I do?

I proped the bathroom door open and proceeded inside, quickly sliding down my boxers just enough to pull my little buddy out and relieve myself. As I stood and waited I groaned to myself.

I owed Rarity, though she didn't know it yet, and I owed Flim and Flam and they really knew it. Oh well, I'd find a way. Finishing up my business, I tidied up and left down to my room to grab some decent apparel.

As I sorted through my stuff I smiled. My mom had done my laundry... I picked up my one shirt, the one that used to be titled 'Don't fuck... with Mr. Clean' but somehow somepony had re-titled it so it now said 'Don't buck... with Mr. Clean'.

I tilted my head back with a smile and a quiet laugh, closing my eyes and taking it in. Oh... this world never ceased to amaze me. I slipped on the shirt, some socks and a pair of faded blue jeans.

As I wandered back upstairs, there was a knock at the door. The hairs on the back of my neck pricked up, but not in a sense of danger... it was something I had never felt before. I slowly crept up to the door and peeked out.

Cameras immediately started flashing, while some ponies immediately stuck microphones at my face. “Mr. Burdick! Howdiditfeeltoascendtothepeakofthemountain?!”

“Mr.Burdick!Overhere!Overhere!Sirwhatwasitlike?!”

Ponies began smothering me with questions, and microphones... I immediately slammed the door shut and locked it, rubbing my eye to try and get the flashes of light out of my vision. God forbid they screwed up my only remaining eye... The words of Mrs. Applenathy's letter returned to my mind. 'You're probably going to become an icon for the press.'

Lassie's head was up and looking at me. “Fans?” she asked and I just groaned.

“Worse... media,” I replied with a shudder. I remembered at this point, people who had become famous for stuff like this... then they got to tour the world and do stuff. The first person to come to mind was Yuri Gagarin... first man in space.

After the Vostok I, he traveled the world as an international celebrity, going to places like Italy, Brazil, Japan, Egypt, even Canada. The man was known world wide... and it kinda made America mad because Russia had ousted them twice in the Space Race at that point. First with Sputnik, now with Yuri.

I bit my lip. Now wondering to myself if I was going to become some idol to the ponies just because I risked my life for something stupid. It was so pointless, going up there. But I remembered the story, the lie that had been set in place.

Lassie sped to my side. “Hey, if any restaurants are offering you free food, it better be complimentary for me too!” Lassie interrupted my thoughts. I just gently patted her on the head.

“Okay... let's get this over with already,” I said, unlocking the door and quickly stepping out, Lassie at my side. The press immediately began flashing pictures and the microphones were stuffed in my face again. “Please just... one at a time,” I commented and one stallion got close.

“Sir, what made you decided to climb?” he asked, another stallion beside him with a notepad.

“A mare was terminally sick and wanted to climb but needed my help... so I helped her,” I replied, mostly grumbling it.

Another pony, a mare this time, jabbed a microphone at my face. “We know that, but why'd you decide to help her?! What was your motivation?” she asked, trying to get the story before any pony else did.

“Because I'm a nice person and like helping peop... ponies,” I stated and several ponies started scribbling things down on their notepads.

Another pony jabbed a microphone in front of the last microphone, further intruding on my personal space. “Sir what was it like up there?”

I blinked. I could say 'Shitty, cold and miserable' but that might ruin the thought of me being nice and helping a dying mare. “The world... was unimaginably beautiful... above the clouds it felt like one could see the entire plant, all connected and together in a peaceful bliss,” I replied and several flashes of cameras erupted and nearly blinded me as more microphones poked at me and the crowd of reporters struggled against one another to get the story.

“Hey, hey! HEY!” I yelled, catching everypony's attention. “Just relax okay.” Another pony jabbed his microphone at me but ended up jabbing me in the eye. “ACK!” I gasped but he didn't take notice and assaulted me with his question.

“Sir how did you do it?! I mean, what equipment did you use? Where did you get it?” At this moment, I smiled... maybe I wouldn't be able to pay Flim and Flam in cash... but perhaps in a different kind of salary.

Lots of companies back on my world prospered just because someone famous used their shit and then the rest is history. “These two brothers, Flim and Flam... they have a small company of sorts... they make various odds and ends, and they make them with exceptional quality. They built my gear specifically to my body and to the specifications needed to endure the mountain's harshness.” Ponies gasped and began scribbling down the information.

One microphone, suspended by magic, jabbed at my face, poking me in the cheek. “Sir, where are these two brothers? Where is their company set up?” the reporter asked.

“Uhm... well, in the desert plains outside Ponyville-” suddenly there was conversation amongst the crowd and within moments half of them sped off, mostly the reporter's cronies. The remaining reporters quickly began plaguing me with questions again.

“Uhm listen, hate to leave you all hanging-” I said aloud then thought to myself 'If only you really were hanging.'

“But I need to eat breakfast so...” I trailed off but one reporter slid in between the door and my body.

“Sir, what do you eat for breakfast?!” he asked, almost like he was interogating me.

Another pony rushed up. “Where do you get your supplies? Or do you go to a restaurant of some kind?”

Another pony rushed up. “Sir, is it true that what you eat for breakfast affects how well you perform in the day?!” he blurted out.

“It will if I don't get anything to eat!” I squished past them, through the door and promptly slammed it shut but not before checking to make sure Lassie was through as well. With a deep inhale, I let out an annoyed huff and locked the door.

Rubbing the bridge of my nose, I looked up to see that both Twilight and Spike were looking to me with wondering gazes. “Fan-fillies...” I sighed. With an upbeat tone, I snapped with both hands then pointed to them. “Who wants breakfast?”

Hours had past and the media reporters had buggered off for the most part. Some still hid in the bushes nearby, probably trying to get some kinda secret story or something. We had finished breakfast and I was currently jogging on the treadmill in the basement.

I had removed my eye patch and placed a rather thin black cotton bandanna around my head, making sure to droop is low over my left eye to keep it shut and covered. Lassie lay beside the treadmill and simply watched. “You need to get one of those for me,” she said and I smirked while looking down to her.

“All that food finally catching up with you?” I teased but she shook her head.

“Nah, but I bet if my body was a bit more slender, the stallion's around here would probably drool over me when I lift my tail,” she replied and I just snickered. “What, you don't think it'd be sexy?” she asked but I shook my head. “Well why the hell not?” she asked and I just shrugged, still jogging along in the same spot.

“Cause I'm a human. I'm not supposed to think dogs are sexy,” I replied and she just grumbled to herself.

“Well you thought a pony was sexy enough to stick your dick in,” she commented, forcing a blush.

“Well... the stallions around here probably wouldn't look to a dog when there's mares around,” I said and Lassie laid on her side while giving me an inquiring look.

“So what you're saying is that your urges got the better of you and without human pussy to satisfy you, you had to settle for the next best thing?” she teased but I shook my head and answered seriously.

“Nope... back on my world I wasn't interested in sex... not interested in relationships even. Had my truck, my guns and a job. For the foreseeable future that's all I wanted, plus a house to call my own but that would've taken a bit more time.”

She blinked and rolled over several times before sitting on her haunches. “So... you never, not even once thought a girl was cute?” she asked but I shrugged.

“Once or twice when I was younger I had a crush, but it died within a month or so when I convinced myself it wasn't worth it,” I replied and she blinked in shock. "Couldn't let myself be bothered by it."

“Why wouldn't it be worth it?” she asked and I just shrugged.

“Women are aggrivating,” I replied and she went wide eyed.

“All of them?” she asked, astonished but I just shrugged, still jogging along.

“No... probably not all of them. But my mother... my real mother... she was a huge pain in the ass. She'd say to do something, then once you'd do it, she'd freak out because you did it and say I shouldn't have fuckin' done that,” I replied and Lassie giggled.

“Yeah but that's just one female,” she said and I just shrugged.

“There was my adoptive son's mother, she was a bitch... Oh and there was this one time I was watching this TV show... christ what was is called... Pawn Guys or something. Anyway this guy comes in with this antique, vintage double barrel coach gun right,” I began my story and Lassie looked to me, not knowing what that was. “It was like this short double barrel shotgun used by stage-coach riders to defend the carriage way, way, WAYYYY back in the day...” I trailed off and slowed the treadmill so I wouldn't have such difficulty telling the story and keeping pace.

“So he comes in right, shows them this gun, and the thing even had one of the classical bayonets where you pressed a button and this bayonet resting on the top of the barrels flips out for close quarters fighting,” I said and Lassie nodded in appreciation, knowing somewhat what I was talking about and how cool it must've been for me to see.

“So this gun had been passed down from generation to generation and so forth, and he even had the certificate to prove the gun was authentic and all this crap, whatever. Basically the gun was a gemstone right,” I said and Lassie nodded.

“So why was he bringing it to a pawn shop? Why not a museum?” she asked and I shrugged.

“Probably cause the show is fake, anyway the guys at the pawn shop were like 'Oh man, why are you getting ride of this?' and the guy looked to them and was like 'My wife and I are having a baby and she says I can't have any guns',” I began to howl in laughter and nearly lost my pace and Lassie just rose an eyebrow.

“Again... why not then just give it to a realitive if it's a family heirloom?” she asked and I shrugged.

“I dunno but I was watching it with a bunch of friends, I turned to them and was like 'If my wife said that to me I'd be like, you just signed the divorce papers',” I joked and Lassie gave me a quizzical look.

“I thought you yourself said you're giving up your old life of wild, wonky adventures and stuff for Twilight?” she replied and I nodded.

“Doesn't mean I'm gonna go burn my guns or bury them at the bottom of a lake or something,” I said and Lassie rose a brow.

“But what if Twilight asked you too?” she asked and immediately I was stumped, to the point I stopped jogging and was sped off the treadmill, tripping and falling flat on my face. Lassie giggled. “So I take it you'd high-five the floor with your face if she ever asked you?” she joked and I just groaned.

“Well...” I trailed off as I stood up. “It's a good thing it'll probably never come to that,” I told her and she nodded.

“But what if it did?” she asked and I bit my lip.

“I... well... deal with it when the time came,” I said and Lassie smiled.

“Good answer,” she said, pointing to the staircase behind me. I looked behind me to see Twilight sitting on the stairs, like she always did when she peeped on me working out. She had a slight smile on her face.

I just shook my head and chuckled before hopping back on the treadmill. “Some elaborate plan of yours?” I asked but Lassie shook her head.

“No, you brought up the topic of choosing one or the other, and I just decided it'd be fun since you didn't know she was there,” she said with a smile, resting back down on her belly. After another few moments, Spike came down the stairs.

“Uhh... Evan? Are you busy?” he asked and I looked to him.

“Not essentially. Why what's up?” I asked and he came over to the side of the treadmill, somewhat admiring my physique... poor guy, I could tell he wished he had muscle too so that he could impress Rarity.

“Somepony needs to talk to you,” he replied and I just groaned.

“Ugh... tell them I'm done interviews for the day,” I said but Spike was a little taken back by the comment before shaking his head.

“Oh no... it's not those camera ponies. It's Applejack... I guess I should've mentioned that,” he stated and I nodded before turning the treadmill completely off and stepping down.

Using my bandanna to wipe my forehead clean, I slipped my eye patch back on and moseyed upstairs. Applejack was waiting at the door and tipped her hat to greet me. I gave her a nod. “What's shakin?” I asked casually and she looked from side to side.

“Uhm... well... uhh... nothin's really shakin',” she replied, almost feverishly. “Listen uhh... ah was gonna ask earlier but yah all looked like yah had yer hooves full so ah figured ah'd come around later,” she replied though still didn't tell us what she needed.

“So what's going on?” I asked and she bit he lip before stroking her hoof around in circles, probably in train of though.

“Well... uhm... Mac's busy doin' stuff an uhh... ah could use an extra hoof if yah don't mind none... please an' thank-yah,” she said, and in a very courtesy manner.

I gave a nod. “Sure, just let me get some work clothes,” I replied, quickly running downstairs and slipping off my exercising clothes and slipping on my Mr. Clean T-shirt and faded jeans from before, along with my holy cross necklace, super watch and boots.

I hurried upstairs and gave Twilight a peck to the cheek, Lassie a rub on the head and Spike a pat to the shoulder. “Love yah, be back later,” I parted ways with them then proceeded out with AJ.

“So AJ... what's the work?” I asked and she blinked then thought feverishly.

“Uhm... well uhh... harvestin' ain't fer another few months an'... uh... oh, yeah, choppin' fire-wood!” she announced, almost as if she had to think it up...

The hot sun beat down on me relentlessly. Sweat poured down the back of my neck like there might've been secret leaking faucets hidden in my hair.

At this point I don't think AJ had just thought it up, not anymore. It was hard work and there was a lot of wood to split. I cut the wood and she stacked it. At times however she'd sit and watch me with a most peculiar gaze, a gaze I wasn't quite familiar with, at least not coming from her.

I stopped and looked to her. “Something on yer mind?” I asked and she looked away, to the sky namely.

“Pretty high up,” she stated and I looked to the sky.

“Yeah...” I trailed off as I noticed Rainbow Dash snoozing in a tree nearby. “Pegasus might like heights, but I don't,” I replied and hacked another piece of fire-wood.

“So why'd yah do it?” she asked and I groaned, immediately knowing what she was talking about.

“Because-” but she quickly cut me off.

“An' ah know there weren't no mare, at least not no dyin' one,” she said and I just groaned.

“Listen I-” I tried but AJ cut me short.

“Yah promised Twi, an a promise is a promise,” she said, somewhat aggressively. I just groaned and hacked another piece of wood before turning to her.

“Listen, I told Twilight the truth, all of it. I told her later, after I told you guys... girls, the lie,” I said and Applejack stood closer to me with a glare that seemed to piece my soul.

“Why would yah lie tah yer friends?! An why would yah do it anyway?!” she interrogated. I stepped back and hacked another piece of wood before jamming the axe into the chopping block.

“Okay... listen, and don't interrupt,” I told her and she nodded before motioning to seal her lips shut like a zipper. “So you know how Rarity was robbed?” I asked and she nodded. “That was me,” I was ready to flinch from an outburst but AJ stayed true to her word and kept her mouth shut.

“Okay... so the reason we... okay remember Baltimare and Freeze?” I asked and she nodded. “So I was hanging out with Discord and we saw Baltimare and Freeze on the television so Lassie, Discord, Derreck and I broke into Rarity's to get some clothes... I know we probably could've gotten our own, but Derreck said it could be the last clothes we ever wear so might as well go out with style,” I said and AJ rose her hoof, as if to politely ask if she could interrupt.

“Uhm.. ah know ah agreed not tah interrupt but could ah jus... who's Derreck?” she asked and I just rolled my eyes with a declining wave.

“He's just a friend, it's not important to the story. Anyway so we broke in, got some clothes and saved the day... which is also how I lost my eye. Anyway, so Rarity thinks somepony has robbed her... which we did for good cause, but I don't have any money to pay her back so... I haven't told her,” I said. I was partially expecting AJ to interrupt and say something about morality but she still stayed true to her word and kept quiet.

“Okay... now this is the part where it gets... a little unbelievable. So... you know that story series Dash reads? Daring Do, the fictional character that adventures?” I asked and the farmer mare nodded. “She's... real... really real... and I've met her before but apparently ponies don't know she's real cause she's like... secretive, so whenever I tell somepony I was adventuring with Daring Do they think I'm... well... yeah,” I informed her and she rose an eyebrow but still stayed quiet.

“So... she came to me and offered but I immediately declined but then... well... she offered a hundred thousand bits for me to help her climb... then... well quick story is that I don't like her because she's screwed me over before, so I conned her into giving me a hundred and fifty thousand...” I trailed off and I could see in Applejack's face that she knew as well as I did... that was a lot of dough.

“So I figured... well... yah know... do it secretly, get the money then voila, pay Rarity and everything's couture,” I said and AJ again rose her hoof. “Yeah?” I prompted her to say what she had in mind.

“Listen... why didn't yah just tell Rarity. She really likes yah...” she trailed off and said something about 'A little too much,' then continued. “An' comin from you, she'd have probably just forgiven yah just because,” she said and I groaned but AJ continued. “But ah suppose now that yah got money as well-” I sighed.

“Uhm... sorry to interrupt you but...” I scratched the back of my ear with one of my fingers. “See, that's where the lie comes in. Because Daring needs to stay secretive because... well because whatever, she cranked up this lie that she was a dying mare who's final wish was to ascend to the peak... and... well, you guys got the story. Anyway so she was secretly removed by her buddies and they screwed me again... no money,” I said, not bothering to explain that even though I got paid last time, she still crossed me.

There was a long pause before AJ spoke. “Yah know... I'd say that sounds ridiculous but... yer tellin' the truth... ah can see it in yer eyes,” she said and I dropped to my knees, placing my left hand over my face.

“Listen... I know I fu... I messed up... I messed up real bad and it hurt Twilight... but I'm an idiot okay. It's not an excuse I know but... I don't think very well. I'm stupid and I'm just a... I'm just an accident that shouldn't have been okay. I didn't know what to do and the answer seemed to plop itself right smack in the middle of my lap so I fricken took it without thinking...” AJ leaned her head down and placed her hoof under my chin and tilted my face upwards.

“Sugarcube, ain't care what nopony says. Yah ain't no accident that shouldn't a happened.” I blinked from her stern tone. “An don't think fer a moment ah'm fibbin' yah!” she said as tears started coming to her eyes. “Cause ah remember a brave soul who rushed in tah save muh younger sister, someone who cared more about others than himself... ah still tah this day feel guilty about not goin' in muhself. She was muh sister an-” I cut her short.

“No... if you had've gone in you could've died, and Apple Bloom might've too, and even if she didn't she'd go on living without an older sister” I countered and she smiled.

“Exactly! See... yer thinkin... and yah were thinkin' then too. Maybe not so much with yer head... but down here,” she said, placing a hoof over my chest, my beating heart. “What makes a better pony? One who thinks with their head, er one that thinks with their heart?” I blinked then shrugged but she didn't say anything.

“Well... which is it?” I asked but she didn't answer. “AJ?” I asked but she just smiled.

“See... yah might not be the brightest pony around, but ah know yer always thinkin with yer heart. Sure yah might make a mistake, but as long as yah learn from it...” she trailed off with a smile and gave me a kiss to the cheek. “Thank yah fer saving muh sister... more thank yah than yah'll ever know,” she said and I was still contemplating what she said earlier.

“So... who is a better pony? Head or heart?” I asked and she just smiled, somewhat coyly.

“That sugarcube... is somethin yah'll have tah decide fer yerself,” she told me and I was just lost. But regardless, she still patted me on the shoulder. “Now come on, there's still wood tah chop.” I nodded and stood up, plucking the axe from the chopping block and placing a fresh chunk of wood down.

With a swing of the axe, and a bit to much might, I chopped down hard. The chunk of wood split apart violently but the axe continued to slice right through the chopping block and into my boot.

I felt the impact and gasped. “GAH!” I yelped and Applejack's eyes went wide.

“Yah all right? Oh gosh please tell me it ain't bad! Oh goddess... it's bad ain't it?!” She said frantically. I slowly tossed the axe aside and sighed. There was a gash in the fabric and a little slice mark in the metal... but my toes and foot were fine.

I flopped down to my bum, unlaced my boot and tossed it to her. She inspected it carefully then tapped the metal toe with her hoof. “Steel?” she asked and I nodded.

“Might be a composite, but yeah... steel toes they call 'em,” I stated and she nodded with an impressed look before tossing the boot back to me and we both chuckled.

She let out a sigh. “Bet great grand pappy Akane would've loved some of those,” she said and I quickly put the information together.

“Geeze... I had a great ancestor... Olga I think her name was...” I trailed off and tried to remember the story correctly. “If I remember correctly... she was walking home with some berries she had picked... or groceries... err something, and a train was stopped on the rails so rather than wait or walk all the way around, she decided to just crawl under it... and I can't remember if they said the train jerked or it was put in gear just at that moment or whatever... and it crushed one of her legs. Didn't cut it right off but mutilated it beyond belief... she then proceeded to limp another couple kilometers home, down a dusty road with nearly no neighbors, to her house where her husband then drove her all the way back into town, which was another several dozen kilometers in the direction she had came, and she had her leg amputated.” There was a pause before AJ nodded.

“Wow... she musta been a tough cookie,” she said but I just shrugged.

“Dunno... never met her. Just saw her fake leg in the barn at the family farm when I was a kid,” I stated and she sighed before patting my foot.

“Well it's a good thing yah didn't lose yer foot,” she said and I nodded before standing up and continuing to split wood, despite what had just happened...

The day was getting late, the sun was setting and the sky was turning that beautiful haze of orange like always. As I walked along I lost track of where I was walking, still directing myself back to the library but taking many detours along the way.

This town... it was really nice... and I'm ashamed for having never really excepted it before now. The ponies were kind, for the most part, and never really deserved the harsh brashness I showed towards them.

“Ha... just look at me now... a softy,” I muttered to myself. Suddenly I bumped into a pony, a little hard no less since I wasn't paying attention. The gray pegasus fell back on her haunches. “Oh... sorr-” I cut myself short and realized it was Derpy. “GAH! Derpy! Oh my goodness, are you okay?” I gasped, quickly helping her up.

She ruffled her feathers then looked to me with an almost astonishingly bright smile as she pulled me into a hug. “Evan! You're okay!"

I blinked. "Well... yeah why wouldn't I be?"

"The newspapers said you were really hurt climbing a really tall mountain... what were you doing anyway?!” she asked, somewhat sternly do to her obvious care for my well-being.

I just shrugged. “Bah... those goons in the media make stuff up all the time. I'm fine. I was just helping out a mare who was... well... I'm sure you read all about her,” I said and she nodded.

“That was really nice of you but... wasn't it really dangerous? Couldn't you have died?” she asked and I nodded.

“I could've died but... well it wasn't really dangerous, for the most part. Just cold was all,” I said, leaving out most of the dangers I had faced. She hugged me again, rather tightly this time and snuggled into my side.

“Okay, just try not to get hurt anymore okay? For me? I wouldn't want you getting hurt,” she pleaded to me, though not in a desperately begging way. I nodded and tussled her mane.

“Of course Derpy... but you gotta be careful too okay? Wouldn't want to lose you either,” I said and she nodded.

“Tail Twist Swear?” she offered and I nodded, bumping flanks with her since I lacked a tail. She turned back around and smiled again before waving. “Okay, gotta fly. I have some deliveries to take care of,” she said and with that was off.

I smiled to myself. I liked her, she reminded myself a lot of me... though maybe not as brash and hard-assed towards others... a more innocent version of me I guess.

I continued along but not even five minutes later, another voice called out. “Oh, Mr. Burdy!” At first I thought it perhaps to be a reporter. I groaned to myself. I think I needed a coffee at this point. As I turned around however, I spotted whom the voice belonged to.

“Eh... Ms. Cheerilee,” I replied cheerfully, walking over to meet her halfway. As we met, I shook her hoof. “How yah doin?” I asked casually and she smiled with a slight 'so-so' look on her face.

“About average. How have you been? I heard-” but I cut her short.

“Yeah... the mountain. It's nothing really, don't worry about it,” I said and she nodded.

“Oh well... I was actually going to ask if you can still make it to the school picnic... I thought maybe because you were hospitalized that you might not...” she trailed off but I shook my head.

“Nah, it was nothing really,” I said modestly, trying to leave out details.

“Oh... I read that you were gravely injured, with broken ribs and pneumonia,” she said and I blushed, turning away and covering my cheek.

“Well... that is to say... nothing I couldn't handle... anyway, yes, I'd love to be a part of the picnic, if you'd have me,” I replied and she nodded.

“Well of course I'd like you to come along. That being said, would you mind bringing your dog? The children love her and seeing as how there isn't much classwork they have to do, she wouldn't really be interrupting anything,” Cheerilee said with a smile. “Oh... and the picnic's tomorrow... that isn't a bother is it?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Nah, of course not. Besides, I'd just make time,” I said with a wink then realized... I only had my one eye. “Oh... sorry... I meant to wink but uhh...” I chuckled pointing to my only eye, and she blushed.

“Thank you. It really means a lot, not just to me but the children as well. So, tomorrow then?” she confirmed and I nodded. She smiled with a wave and with that, she too was off. I smiled but groaned to myself as the day's fatigue caught up with me.

“Guh... I still need that coffee.” I muttered and made a quick detour to Tim Horseton's. I chuckled to myself as I looked at the sign. “Man... what a ripoff,” I laughed to myself as I entered. The place was pretty quiet for the most part and there was just one other customer who was already sitting down with a carton of milk and a bagel.

I stepped up to the ever friendly cashier, Mary. “Howdy,” I greeted with a tip of my non-existent hat. She smiled and returned the gesture though without the tip of an imaginary hat.

“Hey, what can I getcha?” she asked and I clucked my tongue.

“Can I get a coffee, large please?” I asked and she nodded.

“Sure. Cream or sugar?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Black... please,” I replied and she nodded then typed it in. Though despite the simplicity of the order, she still messed it up, charging me for an extra-large coffee, a hot chocolate and a grilled cheese sandwich.

“That'll be... uhm...” she quickly realized her mistake and re-typed the order, still getting it partially wrong as an extra large coffee. “Okay, that'll be two bits,” she replied and I nodded before reaching for my wallet... then realized something dreadfully bad.

“Shit...” I muttered under my breath. As I searched for my wallet but then realized I had left it at home and of course, as always, had declined AJ's offer to pay me. “I uhh... give me a sec, I left my wallet at home,” I said but just as I went to leave she called out to me.

“Wait, it's okay, I'll cover it,” she offered. I turned back to her.

“No, it's okay, I wouldn't make yah do that for me,” I replied but she nodded quickly.

“Well sure, I mean... it's the least I can do really. Considering that I always mess up your order and overcharge you yet you still pay happily... I mean, really... it's not really me paying for it, you just paid in advance... if that's the way you wanna look at it. It's fine really, it's only two bits and Celestia only knows how much you've paid on account of my mistakes,” she replied and I shook my head.

“No really, it's okay. The-” but I was cut off as she checked it through.

“Woops, must've slipped... darn too bad, you get a free coffee,” she said coyly and gave me a smile. “Really, it's the least I can do. Believe me, and if not... too bad,” she said, quickly pouring me a cup of coffee and offering it to me. I smiled with a roll of my eye.

“Thanks Mary,” I thanked her then walked over to a seat. As I sat and sipped my horridly bitter coffee, which I quite liked, I looked out the window to the distant orange horizon. The sun had set but it wasn't quite nighttime yet as there was still sunlight casting it's rays over Equestria.

Mary came over, sitting across from me with a carton of chocolate milk. “Didn't think you'd be the kind of pony... err, person, to like black coffee,” she said, opening the carton and placing a straw in it before taking a sip.

“Usually don't like coffee to begin with... it's just been one of those days,” I said with a sip of my coffee. “Thanks... really, you shouldn't have,” I said but she just smiled brightly, closing her eyes in a cute way.

“No really, it's okay.” She took a sip of her chocolate milk then looked out to the distant horizon. “I heard you climbed Mount Tia... or was it somepony else?” she asked and I nodded.

“Yeah... I uhh... I climbed it. It's nothing really, I was just helping out that mare,” I said and she nodded.

“Wow... you know that mountain was never climbed before right?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Sure it was, just not by ponies. And I'm not a pony so...” I trailed off and she furrowed her brow.

“That's not exactly the way I would've thought about it... even if I was you. And besides, didn't you end up coming back really beat up anyway?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Nah... they fabricated that to make me look more heroic... and probably to discourage others from trying it,” I said and she nodded before taking another sip of her chocolate milk.

“Well... either way, that's really courageous of you... and to do it all for somepony you didn't even know.” I just shrugged.

“I had met her before... that's how she knew I was physically fit, and could take on the harshness of the mountain... and I'm just a nice kind of guy,” I replied and she nodded.

“Yeah, I know. You put up with me messing up your orders all the time but keep coming back... most ponies don't.” She still had a bright smile. We sat there for a while longer before finally both finishing our beverages. I stood up and tossed the empty cardboard cup into the trash receptacle.

“Well... I'll see you later Mary,” I said then gave another tip of my imaginary hat and walked off. Finally, I made it home without further delay, but I suppose if I had met up with another pony I knew it wouldn't have been a bad thing either.

I stepped through the library door but as I did, a realization hit me hard. The lights were off and the curtains were draped down. I cautiously shut the door behind me. “Uhm... hello? Spike? Lassie?... Mom?” I asked, wondering what exactly was going on.

I cautiously stepped further into the home. Through the corner of my eye I caught the flicker of a burning candle. I slowly stepped towards it and as I did, my senses flared like wildfire. I wasn't in imminent danger but...

A body leapt down on my back and a wet sloppy kiss was placed on my cheek. “Gah... mom?” I asked and there was a sigh.

“Mhmm... but maybe for tonight... can you just call me Twilight?” she pleaded and I turned to her. “Please?” she asked and I just nodded in return.

“So... Twilight... where's Lassie and Spike?” I asked but instead I got a luscious and most passionate kiss to the lips.

“They went out for a good long while... that just leaves you and I... all alone,” she said in a very seductive voice. The voice immediately perked my ears up and I gulped, knowing by how she was touching me, what she had in mind... I think.

“Uhm... mo... Twilight...” I stammered in a very nervous voice. “Are... are you sure?” I asked as I felt a magical aura snare my belt and slid it off, flicking it away and into the partially illuminated darkness.

“I-” but that was all I managed as she pulled me down onto the couch, putting my body over hers. “Mo... Twi...” I continued to talk like a blubbering fool. Goddess... my heart was racing and... “Strawberries?” I asked as a whip creamed berry dabbed my nose.

“Mhmm... berries are good for your health, now open up,” she said and I did as asked. She slowly placed the berry in my mouth. I chewed the berry once or twice before swallowing. It was pretty damn tasty. I watched as she reached over and grabbed another berry from a bowl of fruits, then dipped it in whip cream and brought it to her lips. However, rather than just eat it, she very slowly licked the cream from the berry with just the tip of her tongue.

She then proceeded to very slowly trail the berry around her lips before finally sucking the berry into her mouth and swallowing it. My right leg twitched. “How... I mean... you were timid towards this sort of thing... right?” I stammered and she shrugged a little.

“Yes, but I've been reading some books recently... interesting books...” she trailed off and slowly rolled me over, putting herself atop of me. The candle lights flickered and cast flashing shadows over our bodies.

I felt her magic aura tug on the base of my shirt and she promptly pulled it over my head, tossing away the garment. She looked at my body, and placed her hooves under my pectoral muscles, cupping them a little. “I always thought these were kind of cute... don't mind me saying but it almost looks like you have breasts up here,” she said and I giggled.

“Yeah, a lot of the football guys thought it was crazy too... of course a few of them found out they were sensitive, and used to squeeze them,” I said and she rose an eyebrow.

“You let them squeeze your nipples?” she asked but I tossed my head from side to side.

“Not really... they'd more so come up behind me when I was changing, reach around and give me a squeeze... in which I'd usually squeal from the... well, I'm not sure what I was feeling. It didn't hurt it just-” I was cut off as Twilight leaned over and suckled on one of my man nipples. “Ah! I... guh... ngh...” I trailed off, biting my lower lip in... well I wasn't really sure what I was feeling. It felt... strange. There was a tingly feeling, a sensation almost. She began to suckle each nipple, switching from one to the other and at the same time caressing the other with her hoof. I squirmed beneath her and fidgeted. That felt pretty... I don't know if it felt good or just weird.

Twilight looked to me as she plucked her mouth off my nipple with an audible 'plop'. “They really are sensitive. Funny... male stallions don't have nipples and mares don't have breasts in that location... what do female breasts look like on your species?” she asked and I rubbed my head.

“Uhm... kinda like mine but uhh... a bit more round... I think,” I said and she tilted her head to one side.

“What do you mean... you think? Don't you know?” she asked but I shook my head.

“I never... was a virgin, remember?” I replied but she shook her head.

“I know that, but I meant... didn't you read health books?” she asked and I nodded.

“Kinda but I mean... that's what I mean. I think that's what they were like, but you can't expect a book to give a detailed description of what it's going to be like exactly. Everyone's different.” I scratched the back of my head then looked down and saw her tiny pony breasts and gave them an attentive squeeze, getting a moan out of her.

“Hey I... mmm...” she moaned as I rolled our bodies over again.

'Okay... now if I'm doing this correctly than I should... dammit, I really wish I had watched more porn as a kid,' I thought to myself as I grabbed the can of whip cream. Apparently even Twilight knew more than me, reading books and stuff about it.

I sprayed some of the creamy foam on her teats then set the can aside. Very sensually, or as sensually as I could manage, I began licking off the cream, getting rather loud moans from Twilight.

Sooner, rather than later, I had finished all the cream. I looked up to her and saw her with a banana. She bit the tip and slowly peeled it open... which at first made me cringe due to the thought of someone peeling my dick like that...

But then she began rolling her tongue across the tip before sliding the length into her mouth, then slowly slid it back out before lacing her tongue across the tip again in a very sexual demeanor. I took a deep breath, mostly from the anticipation. Oh man... she had me going.

She looked to me, slowly sucking on the banana before pulling it out. “Is that a... oh hold on, what does it say,” she muttered to herself. At that moment I realized her horn was glowing. I looked behind me and saw that she was reading a book she had levitated just behind my head. “Is that a banana in your pants or are you just happy to see me?”

I was a little baffled. “Hey... you can't cheat on a test,” I said, grabbing the book and stuffing it under the couch. She blinked.

“This is a test?” she asked cluelessly and I just sighed.

“No... uhm... I was trying to be sexy,” I replied and she just giggled. Taking her banana, she hosed the top with whip cream the slid it into her mouth, some of the cream dabbing the outside of her lips.

She slowly devoured the banana and looked to me with sultry eyes as she slowly licked her lips. “Think you could make an exception for little ol' me?” she asked and I blinked, barely able to think. With that, my pants were tugged off along with my boxers by her magic.

She crawled down and licked the under side of my erected shaft, getting a twitch from my left leg. She slowly trailed her tongue upwards and to the tip, where she proceeded to perform circles with her slick tongue. “Ugh... wow...” was all I managed. She hummed to herself as she parted her lips and slowly began taking my length.

A thought came to mind and I pulled her around, bringing her rump to my face. In the darkness, barely even illuminated by candle light, it was hard to see her nether region. So I adventured a little and began to drag my tongue along her inner thigh and immediately her rear end tensed up. “Mmm... a little adventurous are we?” I heard her ask and looked to the side, only to see her looking back at me with gleaming eyes. Wow... she sure was pretty, and that's putting it lightly.

I trailed my tongue along until I found myself licking a moist crevice. The taste was bitter and tangy... but in a way sweet. I first began trailing my tongue around the outter edges, almost as if I was saving the best part for last.

It was a little difficult at times as Twilight would bob her head up and down my shaft, her tongue working its magic on the inside and making me moan, forgetting my task at hand. It felt good... really good. As I continued my teasing, a glistening stream of pussy juice leaked out of her. I lapped it up and it too had a strangely appealing bitter sweetness to it.

“Mmm... so sweet,” I whispered to myself before slowly spreading her lips with my fingers. I felt her inner muscles naturally contract in anticipation, but still I protested in teasing her. I began licking up and down, never once pushing my tongue into her waiting tunnel. As I'd reach her fun button, I'd give it a gentle suckle, generally getting a squee out of Twilight.

My member was now being sucked to the deepest depths of her mouth, and from time to time even beyond that. It felt pretty good, but not quite like the real thing. Very slowly, I slid my tongue into her and she pulled her head up off my cock for a loud moan. My tongue intruded her most private depth and began massaging her insides as far as it could go.

“Mmm... you sure you've never done this before?” she asked through a whinny moan.

I tried to give a reply but it was muffled by her love tunnel which was partially suffocating me... but I liked it. Juices sloshed against my nose and the aroma filled my nostrils. It was intoxicating. I couldn't get enough and pushed my tongue further into her depths, pressing my face into her flanks. Twilight continued to moan, now neglecting my shaft and rocking her hips into my face.

Rather quickly, her moans became louder and louder to the point where I figured we'd alert the neighbors to our private business. “Ooh... keep going...” she whined while pumping her hips against me. “Don... Don't st-t-top!” she squeaked then suddenly pressed her rump firmly against my face and shuttered, stiffening in place and doing nothing but shaking against my body while letting out one prolonged and orgasmic scream. A viscous fluid seeped from her pussy and I was enticed to try it, whether it be the mood or otherwise, I licked it up.

It had a somewhat different taste than the usual fluids but it was still strangely pleasant and left me wanting more. I licked up what I could and slowly she came down from her orgasmic high and sat herself on my lap, resting her head against my chest.

“Oh my goddess... that was wonderful,” she whispered in a heavenly tone. I nodded and she looked up to me before getting off me, turning herself around and presenting her rump to me once again, her ever twitching entry just waiting for me to take. “Maybe I can return the favor?” she opted and it was an offer I couldn't refuse.

I sat up and crawled up over her, aligning myself with her wet snatch. The immediate contact was almost too much to bear. We both gasped, both from the intimate contact, and the anticipation of what was to come.

I slowly slid myself into her, her insides immediately gripping me in its velvety hold, massaging me to the point I nearly blew my load right then and there. I finally reached my full length, burying myself inside of her and leaving myself enveloped for a short time. Despite being stationary, it felt as if just being inside of her was bringing me closer to my climax.

With that, I began rocking my hips, driving myself deep with each thrust. There was a slucking sound that emitted itself as I rutted her, namely from the amount of fluid leaking from her wet entrance that was now stuffed with my member.

I looked down and saw myself driving in and out of her with a rather slow pace. The image stuck into my mind and drove me even closer to my orgasm. “Oh... oh mo... Twilight... I... you feel so good,” I moaned and she nodded happily, rocking her hips against me as I continued humping her.

“Mmm... and you feel really good inside me,” she said back. I continued railing her, looking down every so often to see the magic happening, and all the while trying my hardest to keep the building pressure in my groin under control. I just wanted this to never end.

The flickering candles still cast their fiery light over us, making the moment that much more intense... that much more passionate... and forever memorable. Her insides continued to milk me, slowly clasping down and squeezing me with a gentle force.

As I neared my finish, I stopped and Twilight looked to me with a wondering gaze but before even a syllable was spoken, I turned her over and pressed my chest into hers as I penetrated her once more, but this time I also connected our lips.

I lowered one of my hands to her flanks and began to rub attentively, mostly around her cutie mark. She hummed more audibly as our lips stayed connected and our tongues danced together.

The feeling of my bare chest rubbing against her soft fur further amplified the sensational feeling of it all. She pulled her head back for a deep breath, which ended up turning into a moan. In an instant, I found my lower region assaulted by her as she began to thrust her hips into me erratically and wildly. I tried to match the motion but couldn't. Her moans echoed in the home, louder than anything else.

I felt her insides start to spasm and clench tightly around my length as I continued to drive her. The sudden restriction began to drive me over the edge and my cock began to feel tingly and numb. I gasped, sputters of breath leaving my body as I began to cum.

My first load left me like a fighter jet taking off, plastering her insides. I tried to pull back for another thrust but only ended up getting halfway through the motion as yet another load left my cock, splattering even more of her insides.

My body jerked as I moaned and we quickly connected our lips, my entire body twitching as we body endured our orgasms, connected together in a sacred bond.

After a moment we came down from our orgasmic highs and ended up staring into one another's eyes... or in her case, just my one eye. “I love you,” I whispered and she nodded.

“I love you too... oh wow... you really ejaculated inside of me, I can feel your sperm inside of my vagina,” she said... rather scientifically. I gave her a pale look. "What?! I don't have my book to read what's sexy to say. All I know is what I learned from health books," she said defensively and I and slid myself out of her.

I stroked her cheek. "It's okay... I'm not good at this either. We'll learn together." I looked down and through the somewhat decent illumination, I saw a stream of my cum leaking out of her. She looked down then back up to me before speaking.

“I can feel it leaking out of me,” she whispered and she pulled me down and began snuggling me.

Her horn began to glow and there was a click somewhere. “What did you just do?” I asked and she smiled while her eyes were still closed.

“I'm kind of tired and don't really feel like cleaning up... so I locked the door so Spike doesn't walk in and see us like this... he's still too young,” she whispered and I nodded as I rested my head beside hers and held her close. I reached over and grabbed some raspberries, taking a handful of them and gobbling them up.

“Mmm... almost as good as you,” I teased and she giggled before nestling her head into my chest. With another glow of her horn, the candles were all put out and we both quickly fell asleep in each other's hold...

I woke up to the sight of a concrete roof. I was sitting in an office chair in... “Wait... what?” I gasped as I immediately stood up. I was in a small office... it was so familiar. “Wait... how am I...”

I knew this place... it was the parlor office at work... My boss's barn. I stepped out of the small office and into a breezeway. Looking to my left I saw the inside of the barn, filled with lactating cattle.

I stumbled straight forwards and out a door and onto a gravel path. I looked around. Cadence was parked on the gang-way leading up to the hay loft, where she always was parked. Across the yard was the tractor shed and beside that was the shop. Then there was the sports pad and my boss's house.

Beside the barn however, was a fenced in pasture field where several non-lactating cows, or dry cows as we called them, roamed freely.

My world began to spin in circles. Where was I... no, I knew where I was... how did I get here? A sudden, dark and almost cynical thought entered my mind. “Was it... all a dream?” I asked regretfully. I didn't even want to think it but... could it be?

“NO! NO IT CAN'T BE A FUCKIN' DREAM!” I roared out. There was no way... no fucking way. I couldn't lose everything, not again. I had already lost it and by goddess I wouldn't accept that it was just a dream. It was too real. Too personal.

I slapped myself... hard, leaving a red mark on my cheek. I checked my eye, my bad one... it was fine just like it had been before I went to Equestria. “No... no this can't fucking be happening... FUCK!” I screamed, tears coming to my eyes.

I fell to my knees and drove my fist into the ground. “Fuck... no... no-no-no-no... NO!” I yelled.

I couldn't believe this... after everything... accepting Equestria... accepting that I'd never come home... falling in love... all just a fucking dream. I should've known it was too good to be true... “WHY THE FUCK COULDN'T I HAVE WOKEN UP EARLIER WHEN I WANTed TO FUCKING COME HOME?!” I roared at the sky.

“Murrah!” came an audibly recognizable moo... one I could never forget. One so deeply driven into my mind I'd never forget her. I looked up and saw a red Holstein cow, one who's head might've been bigger than a moose's.

I starred a good long while while she starred back at me, head tilted slightly and her big goofy look bringing a smile to my face in this sad time. I remembered her... Twizzler, the first cow I ever really liked. Before that, to me cows were just big dumb animals that mooed when they were hungry, or bitched when they wanted something, never once taking initiative to do anything.

But she changed my views on that. About the second week into working at the farm I went to feed the heifers, and at the time, she too was a heifer... just a mere few hundred pounds and not much taller than my waist level.

As I went to feed them with the bucket of corn grain however, despite her small size at the time, she herded me into a corner, nestled her head against me and gently began to eat out of the bucket while she nestled her head against me. She was so... I didn't have a word for it. At that moment was when I realized, every cow was unique. It had it's own set of feelings. What it liked, how it liked it... special spots it liked to get scratched where others didn't like to be scratched. How they reacted when they were happy or sad. Other cows that they got along with and didn't get along with... they were like big people that couldn't talk to humans.

I hopped over the fence and gave Twizzler an attentive rub to the cheek with my right hand while scratching her crown with my left, just the way she liked it. She rubbed her massive head into my chest, her head being about the size of my torso.

I remembered when she was a bit older. Cows, despite their feelings, still have... or at least had, a sense of hierarchy. There was alpha females, since we didn't keep bulls on the farm. The alpha female was to always get the male regardless.

As she grew older, Twizzler was on the lower spectrum of the hierarchy despite her now large size. She was timid and shy and I only ever saw her socialize with Aster, another one of my favorite heifers despite the fact she'd always try to hump me.

One day as I was petting Twizzler when the alpha female of the pack saw and since I was technically a male, and was showing affection to a lower female... it wouldn't be that way. As I rubbed Twizzler in the special way she always liked, the alpha female charged Twizzy from the side and crashed her in the ribs while driving her entire body into the hard barn wall.

After the devastating blow, the alpha female pranced towards me, acting like she had accomplished some great feat. Almost like she was saying “See that? I'm better than her, so you should pay attention to me!”

My fury boiled over and I clenched my fist, before swinging back and driving a punch forwards with all my might. My knuckles clashed hard against her forehead with a driving force that if done again would break my knuckles. I grunted in pain while the alpha staggered back, dazed and disoriented.

“Don't touch my Twizzy, you bitch!” I yelled and cocked back for another swing. Getting the message, the alpha female scurried off, bellowing loudly, probably either in anger or in disbelief.

I shook my hand, the mediocre pain catching up with me. “Ow... shit,” I whispered to myself then looked to Twiz. “Hey Twizzy, come-ere,” I offered and waved her over as I slowly approached her but she backed up, either fearing to be hit agian by an alpha, or scared of me.

“I won't hurt you... and if she ever hurts you again I'll break her ribs,” I whispered gently and began to rub her crown.

The memories faded from my mind for the time being as I patted Twizzler in the present time. Since then she had really became a pet. Whenever I'd call her name, her head would shoot up while her ears perked and she'd come racing over to me. “You're a good girl Twizzy,” I whispered in her large ear that was over half the size of my face.

Before I could say much else however, she suddenly headbutted me, and rather hard. “Ahh... Twiz,” I gasped. She sometimes did this, but only when she wanted to play. As a heifer it was fun, as she grew older and heavier however, it became detrimental to my health. She was huge, strong and had enough force to bust my nose... which she did once before by accident while also giving me a puffy eye when she was in heat.

However, despite my declining reaction to play, she hit me harder. “Twiz... not now,” I said sternly but this time she scrapped her hoof in the dirt and really swung her head into me, tossing my body back.

“Ack... Twiz!” I yelled, rather angrily. However, despite my tone, she instead charged me, a weird look in her eyes. She plowed through me, trampling my body underneath her. I groaned as I rolled over and staggered to my feet.

“Okay Twiz... fuck off!” I yelled, getting angry and clenching my fist. However, I realized quickly she had no intention to play. She huffed wildly and really chewed up the dirt with her hoof as she scrapped it along the ground. “Tw... Twiz?” I asked in shock then realized something. “SCOTT! GRAB A FUCKING GUN!” I yelled at the top of my vocal capacity, praying that he'd at least be home and could hear me, rather than be out gallivanting like he usually was.

Twizzler, my favourite cow of all time, charged at me once again and battered my body with her head, tossing me into the 110V electric fence. I had been zipped by it before but... this time it felt worse than ever.

My vision blurred as white stains of light burned my vision. I swear I could hear the snapping of electricity as blue sparks zapped my body. I fell forwards and groaned. “Ugh... ugh fuck... FUCK!” I swore painfully as I stood up, rubbing my eyes and opening them.

However as I did, my eyes went wide. The sky was a dark red with vicious lightning clouds in the backgroud. The ground was black and sooty. The trees were all burning along with the fields of pasture, the only place not burning being the spot where both Twiz and I stood.

At some point, she had impossibly grown a set of horns... big ones... like ones seen on Texas Longhorns. Her eyes burned with a fiery gaze of hellish intent. Suddenly her bottom jaw split in two and she opened her mouth, revealing both a set of razor sharp teeth on her top and bottom jaws, along with a long slimy green tongue.

“Oh shit... holy fuck!” I yelled in fear. I stepped back but tripped on my own footing and fell to my back, but still kept crawling backwards as Twizzler slowly began stepping towards me, fire burning from her eyes, her tongue slimming out with drool seeping from her gums and past her teeth.

I found myself immobilized in fear as she approached me. Why the fuck couldn't I move...

Without warning, there was a deafening roar, one that couldn't be matched. The demon cow looked to the origin but no sooner had she than a powerful fist punched her right smack in the jaw, swinging her head in the other direction while a powerful shock wave of force blasted outwards from the impact. A powerful feeling flowed from my saviour... but immediately I knew who it was.

With another menacing roar, Derreck pounded a second punch into the cow's face, one of equal force. The cow staggered back and Derreck crouched low while letting out a yell of anger. Red static electricity crackled around his body as his muscles bulged, veins protruding themselves from under his skin. He cocked back and the electricity around his arm intensified, becoming thicker and more prominent.

With a powerful roar, he slammed his fist forwards, the electricity forming like a spearhead around his hand as he drove a punch into the cow's forehead and knocked her down to her side. Stepping over the cows neck, he reached down and grabbed both bottom jaws with his left hand and the top jaw with his right.

Grabbing the jaws tightly, which resulted in the devilish teeth piercing right through his hands, he began to yell as he pulled the jaws apart, the cow now squirming beneath him. “FUCK YOU... THIS IS WHY YOU ALWAYS TRY TO FIGHT THOSE WHO CAN'T FIGHT BACK! BECAUSE WHEN YOU FIGHT SOMEONE LIKE ME... YOU DIE!” Derreck roared in a terrifying voice.

After just a moment's time, he snapped the jaws apart and the cow flopped down, dead. He turned to me and reached out, his hands' wounds sealing shut. “Come on,” he motioned with his hand to let him help me up. I took his offer and stood up. He took a few steps back then turned around. “I gotta piss,” he said and I blinked and for whatever reason, I just spoke without thinking.

“But what if there's more of them around?” I asked timidly and he turned his back to me but looked over his shoulder, his eyes having a burning fury in them. He clenched his fists and the red electric static returned around him along with a now deep red, fiery aura.

“Then I will burn their bodies to ash... and crush their bones into dust!” He snarled in a dark tone. As he said that my world began to zone out and I felt myself begin to faint...

I awoke with a gasp, quickly looking around but was met with the sight of darkness. However, my other senses quickly came to my aid and I was extremely relieved to find a soft fury embodiment next to me... along with her beautiful aroma.

I flopped back down and snuggled into her, knowing full well this was not a dream, and being eternally grateful that it was real. “I couldn't leave... not anymore. I don't wanna go back,” I whispered to her, though she probably couldn't hear me because she was sleeping. “I love you...”

Author's Notes:

So I actually had a dream quite like the one in the story which got me wondering... when someone saves you like that but says something that dark... are they a saviour or something else? Dunno, has plagued my thoughts since, but still... when you're nearly chomped by a demon cow in a dream that feels too real to be fake but someone saves you then says that... you really do feel safe.

Anyway, cheers ladies and gents.