“Bah bah bah bah.” Pinkie chanted, tugging on Axel’s hair with every word.

“What?” Axel asked.

“Nothing. Bah.” Pinkie said, tugging on his hair again.

Axel sighed.

“Whaaaat? I can’t tug on your hair and ‘bah’ when I want?” Pinkie asked, hugging him tightly against her.

“It’s… No you can…” Axel said.

“Yay!” Pinkie giggled, kissing Axel’s cheek.

Axel smiled and hugged her.

“Oh!” Pinkie said, her arms shooting in the air and knocking Axel onto the bed.

“What?” Axel asked.

“Where’s Van.” Pinkie said, tearing the room apart and looking under everything. “VAN!”

“I don’t know… But I’m sure he’s fine.” Axel said.

“Oh my god he’s deeeeeead!” Pinkie shouted, running around the room in a panic.

“He’s not dead…” Axel said.

“He’s so dead we don’t even have a word for it! Cadaverific? Yeah that!” Pinkie said.

“Why do you think he’s dead?” Axel asked.

“Because he’s not HERE!” Pinkie said seriously, diving onto the bed and burying her head in the pillows.

“So… What you’re saying is everyone’s dead… Since we’re the only two here.” Axel said.

“That is EXACTLY what I’m saying!” Pinkie cried. She stopped suddenly, sitting up and facing Axel. “Oh my god do you know what this means?”

“We have to repopulate.” Axel said as a smile widened on his face.

“Yes, but what else.” Pinkie said.

“I don’t know… What else is there?” Axel asked.

Pinkie leaned in close to his ear. “I don’t knooooow.” She whispered.

Axel laughed a little.

“Oh I remember! We must hunt for food in the desolate wasteland.” Pinkie stated, hopping to her feet and tearing her pants off.

“Pinkie.” Axel said.

“Pants only slow me down. Away!” Pinkie said, charging out of her room and leaving Axel alone on her bed.

“I’m just going to give it a minute.” Axel said to himself.

A few moments later, Pinkie slowly walked back into the room, staring at the floor.

“What’s wrong?” Axel asked.

“It’s not the end of the world.” She sighed. “No repopulation.”

“Oh… That’s too bad…” Axel said.

Pinkie’s face lit up and she smiled. “Wait! I know.” She said.

“What?” Axel asked curiously.

“We shall breed our own army. Now take off your clothes.” Pinkie said bluntly.

“Okay.” Axel said, stripping instantly.

“Hello? Anyone home?” Twilight called.

“Oh! Twilight’s here.” Pinkie said excitedly, rushing back out of the room.

Axel sighed and put his clothing back out, he followed Pinkie out of the room.

“Pinkie where are your pants?” Twilight asked.

“I dunno, where’s your face?” Pinkie asked.

“What do you m-” Twilight was cut off as Pinkie tackled Twilight, shoving her cunt into Twilight’s face.

“Between my legs.” Pinkie said.

“MMMPH!” Twilight shouted, trying frantically to shove Pinkie off.

Sam stood in the doorway to the cake shop, staring down at the two. “Are we having an orgy?” He asked curiously.

“No.” Axel said.

“Oh are we swinging?” Sam asked. “Does this mean you and me are…” He started, staring up at Axel.

“No!” Axel said quickly.

“Because if you wanted to I mean… It wouldn’t hurt. You aren’t THAT big.” Sam shrugged.

“Wh… What the hell are you…” Axel said, staring wide eyed at Sam.

“Not that you need to be. I mean you make Pinkie happy! That’s good enough.” Sam said. “I’m just saying in comparison to me… well uh…”

“You can change your…” Axel mumbled.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of! I’m sure you’d make me cum just as much as Pinkie.” Sam said.

“We are not having sex.” Axel said bluntly.

“Oh so I’m not good enough for you is that it?” Sam questioned.

“It’s not that. It’s just…” Axel mumbled.

“MMMPHMH!” Twilight flailed.

Sam approached Twilight and lifted Pinkie up. She looked at him and smiled, clinging to Sam in a hug and giggling.

“What is going on!” Twilight said.

“We are breeding our own army and you are invited.” Pinkie said, reaching into Sam’s pants and grabbing his dick, not getting any sort of facial recognition from him at all.

“Oh. Okay.” Sam said.

Twilight looked up at Axel intently.

“Pinkie… How about we find Van first…” Axel said quickly.

“But…” Pinkie started, Sam’s pants already half undone.

“Pinkie. Let’s go look for Van.” Axel said.

“Ooookay.” Pinkie pouted, climbing the stairs to Axel and hopping on his back.

Sam took a step towards Twilight, only for his pants to fall down and send him tumbling to the floor on top of her.

“MPH!” Twilight shouted, Sam’s dick shoved firmly in her face.

“Oh, sorry.” Sam said, rolling off of her.

“I didn’t say stop.” Twilight said.

“Pinkie go put some pants on.” Axel said.

“My pants are on.” Pinkie said, wrapping her legs around Axel and giggling. “They’re very snug.”

“As much as I enjoy this, please go put some pants on.” Axel sighed.

“Awwww…” Pinkie groaned, falling off Axel and hitting the floor with a thud. She rolled back into the room and closed the door.

Axel looked down the stairs and saw that Twilight and Sam were in a 69.

“Mmph…” Twilight mumbled peacefully, Sam’s cock hilted firmly in her throat.

Axel sighed and shook his head.

The door flew open and Pinkie came out with a very short cut jean shorts, her ass bulging almost obscenely from them. “Ready!” She said.

“Where did you get that fedora?” Axel asked.

“I dunno yo!” Pinkie said.

“Okay.” Axel shrugged.

“Let’s go and get that ho bro! Yo yo!” Pinkie said, hopping back on Axel.

Axel groaned and shook his head. He carried her down the stairs and out the door.

“Where should we look first? You think he might have had a mighty thirst? And gone to get a drink you think?” Pinkie asked.

“What?” Axel questioned, looking back at her.

“Your brother Van man!” Pinkie said. “Where’s he gone mon?”

“Wha… I don’t…” Axel said uncertainly.

“You don’t know where we should go? You’re a disappointment bro!” Pinkie sighed.

“Why are you rapping?” Axel questioned.

“Why shouldn’t I? couldn’t I? wouldn’t I? You don’t know where to go, so you complaining about my rapping show!” Pinkie said. “You so lame, come to complain about my rapping brain, singing along on this rapping train!”

Axel groaned loudly. “Fine… Let’s just… Go search everywhere.” He said.

“Where should be start, knowing he has a proficiency with art?” Pinkie asked.

“We should start in the forest.” Axel said.

“Why would he be there? That’s dangerous to be in the Everfree!” Pinkie said, wiggling around on top of Axel in a panic.

“He’s a werewolf.” Axel said.

“Oh right, he’d put up a good fight.” Pinkie said quietly, calming down and returning to her normal calm posture.

“He’d be able to escape from anything that tried going after him.” Axel said, starting to walk to the Everfree.

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Van’s POV:

I glanced around the trees, holding my palette in my right hand as I continued through the trees with the blank canvases on my back. My eyes wandered around the forest, searching for a suitable spot to paint. Maybe a nice creek? A nice open area, field of grass… lush meadows of…

‘Squeek!’

Huh? I looked down and saw a squirrel sitting at my feet.

‘Squeeek.’ It chimed, hopping on my foot and staring up at me.

I tilted my head slightly and looked back at it. I waved at it.

The squirrel held up a chestnut, staring at me.

I reached down and grabbed the the chestnut, staring curiously at it.

The squirrel squeaked several times before grabbing a small rock and hitting it against the ground.

I sighed and cracked it open. This is the first time I can say I busted a nut for a squirrel.

The squirrel squeaked happily and took the nut, immediately stuffing it into his mouth and climbing up my leg, stopping and resting on my shoulder.

I smiled and reached over to pat his head.

The squirrel hopped on my hand and ran into my sleeve, crawling around in my shirt.

I squirmed a little bit as it’s fur brushed against my skin.

The squirrel popped out from my collar and nibbled on my ear.

I smiled and playfully pushed him away. My head snapped to a fluttering sound, noticing a hummingbird hovering in front of me, staring at me curiously.

I stared back and a smile slowly crept onto my face.

The bird bolted off in the opposite direction. I immediately ran after it, following it over rougher terrain as twigs and branches snapped under my feet. I slowed to a stop as the sight of a large castle came into view. I stared at the castle, somewhat surprised that it was even out here. I looked around and noticed the large chasm between me and the castle. My eyes turned yet again to the hummingbird, staring at me before flying towards the large structure.

I looked around and noticed a rope bridge leading across the chasm. I quickly ran to it and dart across the bridge, chasing after the hummingbird. When I entered the castle I glanced around, looking at the many paintings and art lining the wall, my eyes widening as my mouth fell open, staring in awe at the halls. I slowly walked through the halls, taking in every piece of art that hung around them.

As I took a step, my foot sank into the floor slightly and a click was heard.

I quickly looked around to see what had happened. My sense of horror kicked in as I was startled by a loud grinding sound. Before I could react, I realized the ground under my feet was no longer there and immediately began to plummet. Just before I saw the ground, I met it with a sickening crack. I lied there motionless, breathing heavy as the pain of the fall slowly left me. As I grudgingly sat up I was greeted by a large stabbing pain in my leg. I looked down and saw that my foot was twisted at an angle it had never been able to get to before, then I noticed that it had already started to swell, turning a bruised purple color. My head slammed back against the floor as tears fell from my face.

As my head hit the floor I glanced upwards towards the trap door I had fallen into, seeing the light pouring in from the large hole in the ceiling above, and the light of the day was quickly fading. Panic started to set in. I quickly glanced around the pit to see if there was any way out and quickly realize the walls were all smooth, unable to climb. Not that I would be able to climb with the condition my foot was in anyways. I just need to calm down… My brother will find me. He always does. Once he realizes something’s wrong he will start looking for me. He’ll be here… right?