Orion sped through the white marble halls, kicking up the rug and knocking over paintings and busts with how fast he was going. It was literally impossible to be going this fast, even for most pegasi. But Orion's sole purpose in the Galaxy was to fuck your mind and destroy everything, including the laws of physics. "Twinkle, tinkle little bat! How I wonder where you're at!" he screamed.

***

Somewhere in the castle, two particular bat pony mares felt a spike of cold run down their spines. They looked at each other with confused expressions.

"What was that?" the first one asked.

The second one only shook her head. "I have no idea, but if just hope that it didn't have anything to do with him," she said with no small amount of venom.

They had enjoyed it, yes. More than anything else in their life. But after the effects wore off, they realized that they had, quite literally, been mind raped. Then they were really raped.

The first one shuddered, half with fear and half with excitement. "If I ever get my hooves on that maniac, I'll... Well, he won't like it," she threatened.

The second one smirked at her. "Are you sure about that?" she asked playfully.

They stared at each other seriously for a second. They then nodded, knowing that if they ever caught him, he would get a taste of his own medicine.

***

Orion chuckled darkly, like he somehow knew that he would have the time of his life if he ever saw a certain pair of bat ponies again...

He turned another corner and saw his goal: the kitchen! He went through the doors and vaulted over a table, coming, once again, stomach-to-muzzle with Silver Platter.

She looked at him in shock from his sudden entrance. But her shock quickly turned into rage.

"I have peanuts in my mind!" he roared. He leaned down and jammed the piece of hoof onto the stump, making sure that it was aligned properly. He waved his hand over the separation.

"What are you doing?!" Silver growled at him.

He ignored her and closed his eyes in concentration. The Force was unbelievably strong with him, but even he had some trouble with mending complete separations.

Silver tried to push him away, but found that it was like trying to shove away a concrete wall.

There was a light from his hand suddenly, drawing the attention of Silver. Orion actually stuck his fingers into the wound, bloodying his finger tips. Then, the light was gone, and Broth was whole again.

Silver could only stare as her brother was healed. Not just fixed, but completely healed. "How did you do that?" she asked him in wonder.

He put his hand on her head, patting her.

She looked into his eyes. They were glowing.

He smiled, not goofy, but an actual smile. "I told you. I'm God." He leaned forward and claimed her lips.

She was... shocked. Her eyes wide. She wasn't sure what to do. Push him away? Kick him? Let him do it?

Orion moved his magical hands someplace very sensitive on her body, making her gasp in pleasure into the kiss.

Yeah, that last option sounded best. She kissed him back, just as deeply as he was kissing her. Only she forced her tongue into his mouth.

They battled for dominance for a while, but, as always, Orion let her win.

She smiled as he submitted to her, pushing forward slightly into the kiss and forcing his fingers deeper into her. She was surprised when he hefted her up, using only his arms to hold her for a brief moment before placing her on the counter.

Orion broke the kiss and stared into her eyes hard.

She almost flinched from his gaze, but knew that he wouldn't hurt her. She wasn't sure how she knew, but some instinct in the back of her mind told her that she was safe with him.

Orion took the armor plate off of his crotch, releasing the beast.

Silver stared at it, her eyes going down its length. And down. And even further down. She gulped with apprehension.

Orion pulled off his top and lifted her up with one arm, placing the clothing under her bottom and setting her back down. He placed his hands on her hips, securing a firm grip.

She looked up at his eyes. They were glowing even brighter than before. She nodded once and leaned into him, placing her lips on his. But unlike how she thought her first time would be, gentle and loving, he forcefully rammed himself into her until she couldn't take any more in.

Orion felt the barrier break as he entered and quickly used one hand to keep her mouth on his.

She screamed. Loudly. Luckily his mouth contained most of the sound. She was crying, but only from the pain. After a few more seconds he started moving inside of her. Slowly at first, only pushing and pulling a few inches. But after seeing that she wouldn't scream again, he put his hand back on her hip and increased his speed.

Neither of them saw Broth open his eyes directly below them, affording him a wonderfully horrific view of Orion fucking his little sister right above him, only a foot or so from his face. He almost cried when the first drops of blood hit him in the face.

***

Mavis couldn't decide whether she wanted to burst out laughing or vomit on herself. So instead she just kept reading...

***

... Orion's pace got faster and faster over time, getting him more and more moans from his partner. He couldn't fit himself all the way in, which annoyed him. He wanted to fill her up, but he couldn't. This was a very angering predicament.

She had to break the kiss, leaving a glistening trail of saliva linking their mouths together. He was going too fast. She couldn't handle it. She couldn't breathe. Oh no! She can't breathe!

Orion actually growled as he went faster. Whether in pleasure or in anger, she didn't know.

She tried to push him away. Tried to save her own life. There was a pressure building and she felt like it was going to kill her. There was pain. Oh, sweet Celestia, so much pain. But there was even more pleasure. Enough so that even if she died, she would die happy. She tried to push him away, but her hooves slipped around him instead, wrapping around his neck in a crushing grip as she bit into his shoulder to stop herself from screaming.

He lowered her slightly, so he had a better angle, leaving her dangling from his neck as he loomed over her.

She couldn't take it any more. The pressure and the heat were too much. She screamed. She screamed and she screamed and she screamed so loud that it almost made Orion consider stopping.

He didn't. He only pounded into her harder.

She felt a feeling in her like she had never before experienced: sweet, blissful, mind-numbing release. She came. Hard. Her entrance was so full though that it contained most of her juices inside of her as her walls squeezed Orion's member with a crushing force, her cunt trying to milk him of everything he had.

He groaned in bliss and pain from this as he slowed slightly, savoring the feeling of her walls massaging his member.

She closed her eyes tightly, not sure if she opened them if she would be able to see straight anyway. Why waste energy on seeing when it should be spent on feeling? She rode her orgasm out, every second feeling like a lifetime as the euphoria ravaged her mind and body. She wasn't even done with the first one as she could feel a familiar pressure building up again from Orion's continued assault on her.

Faster and harder he went, wanting, needing that feeling again. And all too soon for her, it came again.

Her second orgasm in less than ten minutes was even better than her first. She could feel herself drifting off into unconsciousness, but fought with everything she had to stay awake for this.

Orion pulled out of her as he felt her cumming again. He smiled broadly as his face and chest was sprayed with her essence, coating him in a sickly sweet layer of liquid.

She saw this and blushed even more than she already was. She didn't even know it was possible to cum that much, or that hard.

Orion's face was drenched. He opened his mouth to catch the tail end of the rush of feminine liquids. It tasted like the best thing ever. He couldn't exactly name it, but it tasted like deliciousness. He lowered himself to slit-level and forced his face into her.

She gasped in amazement at this. She had heard of mares doing this to each other, but never a stallion doing this to his mare. She smiled and bit her bottom lip as his tongue dug into her, stealing away every last trace of the wonderful substance that he craved. She wasn't sure just how much he had done this in the past, but his tongue was very skilled. She didn't even feel the third orgasm coming from how fast it happened.

Orion's mouth was flooded with her love juices. He smiled as he swallowed them down. Every. Last. Drop.

She leaned back on the counter, moaning loudly from the attention she was getting.

Orion used his hands to help her further the experience. One hand played roughly with her swollen clit as the other used two fingers to dig three knuckles deep into her "back door entrance".

She gasped as her eyes shot opened. She had never felt this before. She wasn't sure if it was pleasurable or just weird, but she loved it. She reached her hooves over his head and pushed his face further into her.

Orion smiled into her as his tongue went deeper. She really was delicious. he lashed his tongue in and out of her, caressing her velvety walls with it. Finally, he felt her walls start twitching again.

She moaned as he slowly drug his tongue out of her. She looked up with bleary eyes, seeing him staring back at her. His huge erection was throbbing with every pulse of his heart beat. A coating of her own juices and his precum layering it thickly. She moaned again as she saw it.

He grabbed her sides roughly, forcing himself into her hard.

She screamed again, in pain and pleasure.

He wanted to get off. He wanted that feeling. but damn it, he couldn't get all the way in! He growled as he pushed too hard.

She screamed again as a jolt of pain shot through her. He had forced himself into her womb. The pain slowly ebbed away as he was forced to only move a few inches at a time from being trapped inside of her. This tortured her beyond anything else she had felt. She wanted him to stop from the pain, but needed him to keep going from the pleasure. He was moving so slow that her orgasm was being delayed, the mounting pressure inside of her driving her insane.

He was furious. He finally could almost bottom out, but now he was stuck! He tried to force it, but it only made things worse.

She was laid flat on her back as Orion propped himself up with his arms for balance. She could hardly breathe from him being so far into her, so screaming out wasn't an option any more. So she settled for pushing against his chest with her forehooves as hard as she could. Her back legs couldn't do anything but twitch and kick involuntarily, so anything with those was out of the question. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her body was pushed past the point of no return. She was teetering on the edge, not quite there, but not able to go back. It was nothing short of torture for her.

Orion was close. So close he felt it coming. He knew that he could only last a few more seconds, then he would be out of commission. Normally, he could have lasted for hours, but there was something about this mare that made all of his energy leave him in one, enormous burst. Speaking of...

Silver's silence became a high, continuous whine as she reached her fourth orgasm. Her body couldn't take it. Her mind couldn't take it. Her soul couldn't take it. She found her voice and screamed. Plates, cups, bowls, and anything shatterable in the kitchen shattered and the air almost seemed to vibrate. Her vaginal walls spasmed out of control, crushing and uncrushing then recrushing Orion over and over again.

It was too much for him. Her walls assaulting him, the heat and pressure, the feeling of her cunt milking him for his essence. It was too much. He came inside of her, filling her womb up to the bursting point and some of it leaking out from the volume of it all. It actually created a large bulge in her stomach from all of it inside of her.

Her juices.

His juices.

Their juices.

It filled her up and overflowed out of her, creating what could be described only as "a waterfall of love" flowing out of her and onto anything below them.

Orion leaned forward, letting his head hang next to hers as they both breathed heavily. "Well... That was new..." he said breathlessly.

She nodded. "Was... Was it good for you too...?" she asked with some trouble.

Orion nodded jerkily. "Yeah... Yeah, it was... One of the best ever, actually," he said.

She smiled happily. She wasn't sure why, but she felt that that was the best compliment she had ever gotten.

Orion lifted himself up and kissed her on the lips. The thought of her tasting herself as their tongues danced with the other turned him on more than anybody could believe.

They held that position, longer than either of them knew, sharing each others' taste.

At that moment, a fire was lit in what was left of Orion's soul. He realized that he liked this planet. A lot. And if anything ever threatened this place, he would stop it. As violently and painfully as possible.

***

Mavis was sweating and panting in her chair as she finished the page. She hadn't even noticed, but her hand was tracing the inside of her thighs. "Whoa, that was hot," she said to herself.

She turned the page with her free hand and kept reading...

***

... Sharpe, Roland, Celestia, the Elements of Harmony, and the crew were all walking down the destroyed halls of the castle. It wasn't hard to follow Orion's path.

Sharpe was growling, hissing, and making... other noises under his breath. It wasn't hard to see that he was very clearly angry.

Celestia had let Luna deal with her guards, so she was the only one who could keep Sharpe from tearing anypony- or body- limb from limb. At the moment, she was considering entering the... Trandoshun? Yes, that was what he called himself. Entering the Trandushun's mind to forcefully calm him down. It could work... Maybe. But she somehow doubted that he wouldn't notice his mind being invaded.

"So..." Roland said from her side.

She looked at him with a curious look. "Yes?" she asked.

Roland was wearing his helmet again, so his facial expression was hidden to everybody but himself. "So, if Orion did kill anybody... Will he be executed?" he asked, worry in his tinny voice.

Celestia stared intently into his black-tinted visor. She thought that he was worried about his friend, but upon further thought, she started to think that he might be worried about her and her people. Eventually, though, she shook her head. "No, but he will be banished from these lands. I cannot risk a battle with somepony as strong as Orion. If he is even half as strong as you say he is, then he could cause a lot damage to Canterlot before my sister and I stop him." She could almost feel the incredulous stare coming from Roland.

"Yeah," he said, looking back forward. "Of course. That's what would happen."

She glared at him for a while before dropping it. She knew that even with her sister's help, they might not be able to stop someone like Orion.

Sharpe turned another corner, leading them further into the castle. He was close. He knew it from the smell of that piece of filth invading his senses. At the end of the hall, he could see a pair of swinging doors. He could only imagine that it was a kitchen or cookery of some sort. As he neared the doors, an all too familiar smell reached him. He growled loudly in anger as he pushed open the doors.

It was a very neat and tidy kitchen. The tables were aligned with the walls, the pots, pans, and other cooking utensils were orderly and clean, the lights shined brightly, the counters were all ready to be used for cooking, and nothing was out of place. The only strange thing was that there weren't any cooks in there at all. Well, except one who was shivering and crying in a corner, covered heavily from head to hoof in... things best not thought about.

Orion was leaning against a counter lazily as he sipped on a large mug of hot cocoa with tiny marshmallows in it. He had a very content smile on his face as he sipped his hot beverage.

A very cute mare was snuggled up against him, also sipping a warm cup of hot cocoa, also with tiny marshmallows in it. She had a peaceful, happy smile plastered on her face as she nestled against Orion, savoring his warmth. It was quite chilly in the kitchen.

The others entered behind Sharpe and saw everything he saw. They were, to say the least, quite amazed at the scene before them.

Roland took off his helmet and gave a low whistle. "He knows how to cover it up, I'll give him that," he said appreciatively.

All of the ponies looked at him with a curious expression.

"How do ya figure?" Applejack asked.

Roland swept his hand across the room. "All you see is the orderly chaos of a normal kitchen, minus the cooks. No blood, nothing out of place, just... him and her," he told her.

Orion looked over to them and his normal, stupid smile returned. "Sup guys? Want some cocoa?" he asked cheerily.

Sharpe stomped over to him. He saw the pot of liquid on the stove. It wasn't boiling, but it was still quite hot. He picked it up and dumped everything in it on Orion's head.

Everybody in the room gasped in horror.

Orion nodded his head slowly and licked his lips. "Y'know, this is actually excruciatingly painful. But at the same time, it's extremely tasty," he said in an all too calm voice. A tiny marshmallow slid down his face and stopped on the tip of his nose. He took another sip of his drink, sighing appreciatively at the taste. "That's good cocoa," he said. He then threw the remainder of his drink into Sharpe's face.

Sharpe screamed in pain. He had his eyes open and the burning liquid was blinding him.

Orion smiled wider and looked down at his companion. "You'd better go make sure we have a stock of peanut butter at the ready in case of another emergency," he told her.

She looked at him with wide eyes while nodding her head slowly. She trotted quickly out of the room before things got bad.

Orion picked up her drink and started sipping it, still leaning against the counter lazily.

"You fucking ass! My eyes are burning!" Sharpe screamed at him.

Orion nodded his head sagely. "That's one of the side affects of being a dick," he said knowingly.

Sharpe glared at him in rage once he got most of the burning drink off of his face and out of his eyes.

Orion threw the remainder of his drink into his face again.

Sharpe screamed and lashed out at Orion blindly.

Orion ducked under the swing and walked calmly towards the group by the door. When he was in front of them he jerked a thumb back at Sharpe. "I think he might need some peanut butter," he said. He then walked past them and out into the hallway.

The rest of them just stared at Sharpe as he swore loudly and yelled.

They then noticed that there was a quivering form huddled in the corner of the kitchen and a few of them made their was of to it.

Broth, the head chef of the castle. He opened his mouth at their approach and spoke in a quavering voice. "Everything... I... saw... everything..." he said, horrified.

Pinkie Pie went over to him and wrapped him in a hug. "I feel your pain, my friend. I feel your pain," she said as she rubbed his back.

He broke down crying in her hooves.

Celestia looked at Roland with a tired expression. "Does this usually happen with you people?" she asked him.

Roland sighed and shook his head. "No. This is the first time there hasn't been any huge explosions, mutated monsters, deadly mercenaries, life-or-death battles, or large-scale destruction of any kind. It's actually kind of scary," he admitted.

***

Mavis shook her head. "This guy needs to fix his priorities," she said. She turned the page and continued reading...

***

... Orion was walking down the darkening halls of the castle, not really watching where he was going.

So, interesting day?

Oh, hey man. How's Wilfred?

Doing better now that his kid is back in school. How're you holding up?

Eh...

Really...?

Meh...

That so...?

sigh...

... You know, you did just say the word sigh, not actually sigh, right?

Can you sigh in your mind?

Yes. You've done it before.

Oh, cool.

But anyways...

Yeah, I had an okay day. I got laid a couple of times, got into a few fights, pissed off Sharpe, cut somebody's leg up, and even drank some cocoa.

So, slow day then?

Yeah, kinda. But... there was that mare.

Who?

The second one who I fucked. I don't know how, but she drained me in one go. The first two had me going five times. But her? One go, and I was out of it.

Was it good?

...

Well?

It was the best I've had since Liara.

... Wow... That's- that's crazy. Are you...?

No. She's going to stay here, and I'm going to leave. It's best I forget about her.

You could take her with us...

No. She wouldn't make it a week in our life. She's better off here.

I guess. But you should see her again sometime.

Do you think I would let her get away?

Are you going to keep her bound to you?

No. Three wives is enough; I don't need a fourth.

True, but it couldn't hurt to keep her essence with us.

Maybe... But for now, I just want to get some air.

Fair enough.

...

...

So, how was your drink?

It was fine. Yours?

Heh, you saw that?

Dude, everybody saw that.

Everybody? Even him?

Yeah, even him.

Wow. Well, whatever. Hey look, churros!

Ooh, I like churros!

Orion jogged over to a small stand in the roads of Canterlot city, completely oblivious to the looks he was getting from the populace. He looked into the window where the churros were being kept warm and licked his lips. "Mmm, I like churros. Two please!" he said to the stand's operator.

The stallion working the stand stared open-mouthed at the creature in front him. "uh... Th- that'll be t- ten bits, sir..." he mumbled.

Orion scoffed and waved his hand in front of his face. "You want to give me all of your churros for free," he said calmly.

The stallion's eye twitched. He then pulled out the racks of churros and wrapped them all in butter cloth for the person who he wanted to give his churros to for free.

Orion beamed at him. "Thank you!" he said loudly as he bit into a churro and levitated the rest of them around his head. Some of them danced while the others did battle with one another. One of them even formed different shapes in the air.

"That was an impressive display of magic," a voice said from his side.

Orion turned with a churro hanging out of his mouth to see a creature that was part bird and part lion walking next to him. It was a female from its voice and had dark blue feathers around its eyes. It was prim and proper with fancy clothes covering it and a small feathered hat atop her head. she was somehow smiling at him with her beak.

Orion grinned at her and hovered a churro down to her. "Churro?"

She eyed it for a second before declining.

He shrugged. "More for me," he said simply.

She cleared her throat to get his attention, but he only kept walking forward. She narrowed her eyes at him and spoke in a proper voice. "My name is Gertrude, of the Griffon Kingdom," she said.

Orion looked at her for a brief moment before looking back ahead of him. "Cool."

She bristled at his standoffish attitude and her feathers puffed out slightly. "I saw what you did back there and was impressed greatly. I was wondering if I could interest you in a business proposal?" she told him.

He looked at her with a cocked eyebrow. "Are you a hooker?" he asked.

She gasped as her eyes shot open.

Orion continued. "I mean, I'm not saying no. But I've already gotten laid twice today so you'll be doing most of the work."

"Excuse me?!" she screamed at him. "I am not some kind of night walker willing to sell my beautiful body to you for bits!"

He smiled at her with his goofy smile. "Oh, okay. So, will you sell me your body for a drink?" he asked honestly.

She was about to respond when another voice came into the conversation.

"Hahaha, no boy. She's no prostitute," the masculine voice said calmly.

Orion swiveled his head to see a male griffon land on the ground next to him, opposite the female. He lowered a churro at him. "Churro?" he asked, taking another bite of his sixth treat.

The griffon eyed him before laughing and accepting the pastry. "Thank you boy. But anyways, we're offering you a job," he said as he bit down on the churro.

Orion nodded his head as he started on his seventh. "Sorry, I don't do men," he said.

The griffon coughed loudly, inhaling the churro.

"I mean, maybe if your wife is between us. But I want the front."

The griffon fell on his side, gagging on the bit of pastry.

The female griffon darted to his side.

Orion kept walking, oblivious to what was going on. "Well, I guess I could take the back, but she would get hurt. And there won't be any kissing; I don't want my tongue ripped out from your beak."

The struggling of the griffon lessened with each second as the female didn't know what to do.

He turned a street corner, heading towards the distant sound of music. "She'll be walking funny for a while, but it could be done... Well, nah, I'm still taking the front. I hope that's okay with you." He turned around to get confirmation of the situation but saw that the griffons weren't there. He shrugged his shoulders and walked into the bar that was blaring dance music.

Inside, there were colored strobe lights roving everywhere. A mist hung about at knee level for the ponies, changing color every time a roving light went over it. The ponies dancing all had some form of glowing device on them; sticks, bracelets, necklaces, hats, strings, all different colors. The walls were made out of giant speaks, vibrating every time the bass kicked. The floor was a giant multi-colored checkerboard that flashed different colors as the ponies danced on it. There was a bar on one side of the room, and at the far end, opposite the door, was a DJ booth where a snow white mare with dark blue and neon blue mane and tail was standing, bobbing her head up and down while wearing purple sunglasses.

As Orion walked into the masses of ponies dancing, they would stop and stare at him, not sure what to think as most of them were either drunk or on some form of narcotic. Or both. Orion made his way to the DJ booth and was bobbing his head up and down to the beat.

The beat stopped.

He looked up to see the mare looking at him with a wide open mouth. She pushed her glasses up on her head, showing her blood red eyes to him.

Everything was silent.

Orion hovered a treat over to her. "Churro?" he asked.

After a second, she smiled and snagged the pastry our of the air with her teeth. The music kicked back on and all of the ponies cheered.

Orion smiled and started dancing. The remaining churros were stolen by dancers, but he didn't mind. He was having fun.

"Hey!" a voice called.

He looked up and saw the DJ beckoning to him with a hoof.

He smiled stupidly and made his way over to her, jumping above the crowd and the stage to get next to her. "Hi!" he said dumbly.

She stared at him. "Whoa, you can jump crazy high!" she yelled over the music.

Orion only nodded.

"Say," she continued, "do you wanna hang out in the VIP section?" she asked him.

He nodded. "Sure," he said.

She led him to a back room behind the stage where a few other ponies where lounging, enjoying drinks or pipes.

They all stopped and looked at him when he entered.

"Hey," he said.

"It's cool," the mare said. "He's with me."

They all relaxed at this and greeted him warmly.

She led him to a seat at the table and offered him a drink. "So, my name's Vinyl. Vinyl Scratch. What's yours?" she asked him.

He downed the drink in one go and smiled. "I'm Orion," he said.

She looked at him, impressed. "Wow, that drink didn't stand a chance. have another one."

"Okay," he said simply.

She would pour him drinks, and he would drink them. One, two, three, five, eight, twenty-nine, he drank it without effect.

"These are pretty good drinks," he said. "What are they?"

All of the ponies were wide eyed.

"They're not strong enough, that's what they are," Vinyl said admiringly.

"Oh. Well, is there any more?" he asked.

She laughed and rose out of her seat. "Let me set a new track and then I'll give you something that'll really start the party."

Orion nodded as she left. He spoke to the other ponies. One of them named Octavia really interested him. She played the cello. Cello's are cool.

The door swung open and Vinyl came back with a small bottle. She got to the table and set the bottle down.

It rattled.

"Vinyl, you said you wouldn't!" Octavia scolded.

She only laughed. "Chill out, Tavi! They're not for me." She opened the bottle and poured a small amount out on the table. "Now, you can only take one or-"

"Ooh! Candy!" Orion yelled. He grabbed a large handful and stuffed them into his mouth, swallowing them instantly.

Everybody at the table was horrified.

He opened his mouth to speak. "tahw era uoy gnikool ta?" he slurred. The world turned blue and he was in an open field. The ponies of the tables were frolicking about, smiling and laughing.

He grabbed a handful of plants. "These flowers... They're so soft..." he said as he rubbed them all over his face.

Da'Goobledy Blah, the Kitten God came down from the sky and landed on the stone temple, shining his fish colored light upon him and the ponies. "It's a good twilight and I for you need a book thrash laserbeams and vampires. SHAKKA SHAKKA OGAA'AA!!!

The water turned into soup and Orion was a potato. The old ladies were so nice. They fed him cinnamon flavored souls and let him drink the life of life of life of life of life of life OF LIFE OF LIFE OF LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He sat in his chair. The bib was too tight and the snake wouldn't stop singing. But as long as his eyes kept bleeding the squirrels would stop opening his chest.

He can't breathe with teeth made of air. The air was wrong and the Sun and Moon were laughing at him.

The Mynocks were eating his toes!

AAHHHH!!!

AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The world was green. Up was sea cow and the unicorns laughed at him when he died. SPAGHETTI FOR EVERYBODY!!!!!!!

"I have the fork that can fork the fish and save the world, Brian," said the goat.

"Can I have a goat?" Billy asked.

"No, but you can die," said Father. His skin melted away and a long tongue came out of the mouth and ate Billy with its teeth.

All of the childrens' eyes were laughing at him! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!!!!

"I... AM... YOUR... DARK... GOD!!!!!"

Orion opened his eyes.

It was morning, or so he thought from the light coming through the window.

He would have gasped from the shock of his dream, but the DJ pony, Vinyl Scratch, had her pussy fixed firmly on his mouth.

He leaned up, rolling her off of him. His tongue pooped out of her audibly, leaving a trail of saliva and juices linking the two body parts. He looked down and saw no less than ten mares laying on him, all covered on various sex juices.

He smiled as he picked himself up. "Yep," he said out loud. "Today's gonna be a good day."

He walked out of the building, stopping at the bar to quickly grab a few bottles of drink and stuff them into his backpack. Upon exiting the building, he immediately came into harm's way. Because it seemed as if the entirety of the pony armada was aiming weapons at him. At the front of this was Celestia, Luna, Roland, and Sharpe. Behind them were the six friends.

Orion smiled even wider and goofier. "Yep, a good day," he said once more.