>>37090291"See, that's just harsh."
>"So is implying that my friend is a creepy demon pony!""Are you telling me that all that talk about chakras and other voodoo trash isn't spooky? Come on. No one who talks about magic and supernatural stuff that much is innocent. Witchcraft is a sign of devil-worship."
>"Anonymous, a third of the town are unicorns. They -all- cast magic.""A third of the town are going straight to Hell, God willing."
>"I can't believe you sometimes. I thought Tree Hugger would help straighten you out, and instead you're sat here telling lies about her!""Yeah, well maybe stop siccing your hippie cohorts on me and I'll be more receptive to playing nice."
>Before she can retort, the cottage door swings open.>Fluttershy turns and smiles.>"Oh! Tree Hugger! Just in time!">"Like, you said to come as soon as I could?.">The dreadlocked pony saunters over and seats herself next to Fluttershy, regarding you with the same half-lidded sleepy countenance she always seems to wear.>"Heyyy, Anon! It's so great to see you again, I feel like we got off on the wrong hoof earlier, are we chill?""No."
>"But I helped you with that goose!""...You did, I'll concede that much, but then you tried to lick my face. We're about as chilly as the sun."
>"Bummer.">"That's alright, Tree Hugger," Fluttershy pats her friend on the back. "Anonymous has just had some tea, so it'll all be fine soon.""Why would me drinking tea make everything fine?"
>The pegasus just watches you patiently.>You glance at your empty cup, then at her untouched one.>A wearied sigh breaches your lips, and Fluttershy grins.>"Outplayed, Anon.""Outplayed," you echo, then flop off your seat, limbs paralysed.
>"Woohoo! Okay, I'll lock the door and shut the curtains, Tree Hugger? You get first dibs since Anon was so rude to you earlier.">A great fuzzy mass of green coat and unwashed mane shuffles into position on your chest.>"We're gonna be like, so aligned once this is done.""Think I'd prefer to be murdered by a demon, to be honest."
>It's a sweaty afternoon.>You smell like unwashed mare for a week.>Ever heard a horse whinny when it cums? You did. Twelve times.On the one hand, hippies are gross.
On the other, imagine the smell.
