Wherever Fluttershy had holed me up in was definitely not the most comfortable spot in the world. But it really also didn't help that my head swam horribly with the commotion that was happening outside the door.

"I can smell him on you, Fluttershy. Where is he?" one said, it sounded... vaguely like Luna.

A pitiful mumble was their reply. They didn't seem too thrilled about it.

"Well why didn't ya bring him to us? We need him right now!" a scratchy voice replied.

The same pitiful mumble was their reply. I heard one of them shift a little, then slow careful footsteps started to come my way. I could practically feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

"Hmmn," there was a few moments of silence. The board next to me began to jiggle a little bit before one of the voices rose again.

"Who's blood is this?" they seemed alarmed.

The small voice replied and just like that, a whole flurry of questions arose. With all three of these voices talking at once it was tough to make out anything that they were saying.

"QUIET!" definitely-Luna shouted, the whole house had rumbled with it and with that close confined space I was in, I could hear nothing but the ringing in my ears. Although, it was definitely nice that it was quiet afterward.

"Fluttershy, explain everything that happened," one could practically feel her gaze bounce between the rest of them. But what had followed was possibly the most stressful and boring experience of my life.

It was three painstakingly long hours later. My legs and arms screamed to be moved and stretched. The only amount of movement I'd had was a few inches here and there.

It was music to my ears when I heard the first moans. They were getting frisky in the other room. The aroma of sex floated in around 15 minutes later. They were really hammering eachother in there. Despite the utter pain that my arms and legs were in, let alone the throbbing wounds across my body I gently pulled open the door. The cool air rushed into the small cabinet like space I was held in, giving me the ultimate sense of euphoria. But I couldn't stop and smell the fresh air quite yet.

With all the might of a 400 year old elderly man, I scooted out of the space. My arms and legs stretching themselves out on their own. I'd lay there on the floor for a good five minutes, the sounds of passionate love making still going on in the background. Deeming that I was safe, I slowly stood up and immediately almost fell over. It was like my first steps all over again. For the moment, I walked in a small circle allowing my strength to return.

Once I was sure I knew I was okay for running- if need be- I crouched back down and peered into my hidey-hole. My sword had been smooshed into my side, which does explain that discomfort. I grabbed it, sheathing it into one of my belt loops. This action brought me back into my childhood. I still remember getting those dollar store ninja swords and doing the exact same thing. Although, I also do remember it being very unweildly.

I took some steps toward the kitchen, eyeballing that door. By the gods, I needed something to eat first. If my stomachs angry growling was anything to take by, I needed something to eat. Like now. This led me on the journey through Fluttershy's cabinets and eating whatever was edible on its own- whether it tasted nice or not.

When I was finished barraging Fluttershy's cabinets, I sauntered to the door as quietly as possible. I glanced behind me, seeing Applejack staring at me with her mouth gawked and turned back to the door.

"Ohjesusfuck!" I shouted as she was suddenly upon me in an instant, holding me up by the collar of my shirt.

"Girls! I've got him! Come quick!" she shouted, a commotion in the other room following short after. In a moment of brilliance and quick thinking, I pressed my feet against her belly and shoved. She didn't move a single inch, but my collar did. It tore to shreds as I launched myself through the door. Ouch.

Ouch ouch ouch. Ouch ouch? Yeow.

You have never known true pain until you have had door splinters javelin through your back. Whatever the case, the spectacle was enough to distact Applejack for a moment. That moment was all I needed as I shoved myself up and sprinted for dear life. Every step I took from there was pain.

I couldn't run for long though, I heard the tell-tale signs of an incoming Rainbow Dash as well. That's not good. I pushed myself harder than I've ever run before, the adrenaline rush alone making it ease to deal with the pain I was in. If you're having trouble imagining what I look like right now, imagine a tall tattered man trying to cosplay as Sonic the Hedgehog with splinters while covered in blood. Screaming.

If that wasn't enough to make you question life, I don't know what to do for you.

I felt two arms hook under mine in mid-stride and _jerk_ me up. Within a few moments I was soaring through the air. I looked up to a very concerned Rainbow Dash, who was now only trying to stop you from panicking.

"Anon! Quit! I-If you keep struggling I'll end up dropping you!" she shouted over the wind.

"I'm not dying to sex, damn it!" I responded, still struggling.

"What- is this what that's all about?! I get being afraid of Applejack, but this is getting ridiculous now! You look like you just got out of a war for Celestia's sake!"

I stopped struggling for the moment. "...what?"

She flashed an angry look at me. "Don't be stupid, Anon. We might be in heat but we're not going to kill you. You're acting more and more like you're interested in STALLIONS. STALLIONS, ANON."

She posed a really good point there actually. This entire time I've been running because I was too damn afraid of the consequences but... "every other heat season I keep hearing stuff about other guys having to get surgery for how roughly their herd treats them! I don't want that to happen to me!"

"Yeah? And you have an ancient goddess princess as a herd member. Do you not think that she didn't have any precautions at all?"

The wind around us filled in my silence and I let my head hang for the moment.
"I'm going to take you to my place and get you patched up, okay? But from then on we're going back. No ifs or buts. Only our butts."

I let out a small chuckle. "That's... that's really cheesy even for you Rainbow. I thought you had standards."

Whether by accident or not, she let me slip a little which made my arms jerk up and cling to hers tightly. So maybe I overthought things a little... but it was all in good faith. Even if I hurt myself more than they would've hurt me. I guess I'll just have to see.

Author's Notes:

Before you raise arms, I promise smut. In the meantime, just be glad I'm allowing this story to rest.