-2nd place- (South park/Equestrian Au/ Style)

~Splinters~

POV: Wendy Testaburger

I went into the feed room to get some new grain for Zeeke as I see that newbie by him!
If that guy thinks he can storm in and just be a horse whisperer and take my place, well he's wrong! "Hey!!" I Screamed.

He turned as fast as light with wide eyes.

"Get away from my horse!" I stomped my foot on the ground as Zeeke spooked and yanked his head back.

"I'm sorry, I really am! I didn't think it wasn't ok! I'm sorry. I-" he started to go off.

oh.

I didn't expect him to freak out, I was just telling him to move. Pussy.

"Whatever! Just move." I cut him off not want to hear his apologies and shoved him out of my way cause this jackass couldn't do it himself.

I calmed down Zeeke as Nichole, Heidi and Bebe came up to me. "We're gonna have a sleepover tonight at my house. Wanna come?" Bebe leaned on Zeekes stall as Nichole just flashed a smile.

"Sure, but move." I said staring at her leaning on my feed.  I was very protective of Zeeke because he's really my only friend. I like Bebe and Nichole and Heidi...but I love Zeeke. He's always there for me.

Whatever.

"Oh-uh-come at three!" Bebe yelled as she jogged going to a lesson.

I opened Zeekes stall and attached his lead rope to his halter. I lead him to the pasture in the back where nobody ever goes and put him in there. I slowly slid down the fence and started to cry.

"who am I?" I sobbed to Zeeke as he nuzzled me.

"Nobody really loves me, do they?"

"I just want to be the perfect little girl my parents expect me to be. I'm so tired of everything in my way!" I got out in between gasp for air.

"I'm sorry." I whispered when Zeeke slowly came up to me and slowly bent his knees to lay down.

I'm sorry, Stan.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm sorry, Hailey.

I'm sorry, Zeeke.

Just then, I look up and see Clyde staring at me like a deer in headlights. He ran over to the pasture and slipped under the fence.

"Wendy, are you alright?" he had a concerned look on his face with his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

I mean, I don't blame him. I looked like an absolute mess. My mascara was dripping down my face and my hair was messy due to the fence and my eyes were all puffy. I bet you there were other things I couldn't see.

He kneeled down and gave me an awkward hug that turned into a long starved hug.

"I just feel like a failure!" I shook my head and pet Zeeke at the same time.

"Oh, shut up! Your the most talented person I know! You can jump, do flat work and probably control a wild horse!! Wendy, you are so pretty and Zeeke really loves you. You manage to go to shows and get a high score every time! Wendy Testaburger. The most talented rider ever." Clyde ranted on.

Does he really think these things? He probably cares more than Stan. Wait, Stan.

"What about Stan, he's the best." I mocked.

"Stan can suck my dick, Wendy you have so much potential. Please, just go to bed knowing that." Clyde patted my back and got up slipping under the fence, going into the tack room.

I got up and put Zeeke in an actual noticeable pasture before going home and getting ready for the sleepover.

-Time skip-

I got off my bike in-front of Bebes house and parked it before running up the driveway with my backpack. knock knock
"It's open!" Heidis pitchy voice yelled.

"Hey guys." I give a half smile as a creek open the door.

"Hi Wendy! We're playing Mario ka-FUCK! THATS NOT FAIR!" Bebe screached as she slipped on a banana in Mario Kart. "Jeez! Alright, scooch!! I want to watch Bebe get her ass kicked!" I earned a slap in the back of the head from Bebe for saying that.

Bebes so cute when she's mad. Hey, snap out of it!

The round finally ended and I was able to join in. I was Rosalina, but, of course....Nicholas beat all of us. Again.

She had a proud look on her face. Can't blame her!! She just won five times!

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever!" Heidi spat out throwing the controller on the couch.

After we cleaned up, we got snacks and stormed up the stairs to Bebes room. It was filled with photos of Sundance and her.
We layed down and started rambling about random stable things.

"Did you see how loose her girth was?" Nichole complained about the lesson kids loose girth as they were using her horse for cross rails. She must've been really pissed off because her face was turning red!

"You think a loose girth is bad!? I got bucked off and Steve, my trainer, yelled at me for not sitting the bucks!? GIRL, SUNDANCE LITERALLY STARTED FLOATING!! I could've sworn It was not a normal buck!!" Bebe had her mouth wide open complaining while the rest of us were cackling.

"YOU THINK THATS BAD?! ERIC LITERALLY STOLE MY BRIDLE THEN DENIED IT AND THEN STOLE MY
GIRTH AND I HAD TO FIND A DIFFERENT GIRTH AND BRIDLE WHICH WAS JUST TORTURE AND IT BARELY FIT AND THENNN!!!" She gasped for air.

"I WENT TO FIND MY SADDLE AND IT WAS GONE!!"

We all stared at her on shock as she was out of breath. "Jesus." I managed to get out to break the silence. "I was going to say something but I think you topped all of us." I said as Bebe nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, you win Heidi...you win." Bebe repeated.

Me and Stan. That's what I was going to say, but I don't want to see like an attention seeking bitch. Whatever.

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