Chapter 20

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Be Daring

>Be slamming your hooves against the solid oak door

>Be cursing as loud as you dare because DAT WHORSE JUST STOLE YO MAN

>Your marshmallow flailing eventually snaps your herd out of their lust-haze

>Oh man the bitching that follows

>"Ah never paid mah taxes!"

>"You barbarians!"

>"You bunch of snitches-stitches-rhymes-with-itches!"

>"I thought what we had was special, Celestia!"

>You buck the door again

"I AM GOING TO ROB YOU BLIND."

>Twilight charges up her horn and fires a blast at the door

>A loud BANG, dust errywhere

>You already know what happened - come on. Adventurer, old hat at this

>You immediately start running down the hallway and out the stairs

>The smoke will clear and the door will still be there; it's never that easy. No, you need to scout out and see if there's any other way in

>Down the stairs back to the living quarters

>You knock over her fruitbowl and turn on her stove

>You also open her fridge and pull everything out

>Her energy bill's gonna skyrocket

>Fuck da ponice

>OK that was actually somewhat cathartic

>But where can y-BALCONIES. Towers like this always have balconies everywhere

>Racing down another floor past gram-gram's furniture, past the books, you finally make it outside

>*fwump* *fwump* *Whoosh*

>Your wings spring out and with a powerful thrust, you take off

>Anon was formidable in fighting off Luna, sure - but most colts could fight off a single mare

>You think back to some of the colt-defense courses you heard of

>'That's my purse!' 'I don't know you!' and then a kick to the taco

>You spiral around the tower - first, second, thir-THERE. Fourth floor, there's a balcony!

>Stupid mares. They don't know the meaning of pain.

>You arc up as fast as you can

>You hear another loud *whoomph*

>Looks like Twilight's going to just brute-force her way in

>That's a good plan B...for someone who's never been in a fight. Plan A is getting your colt out of there before an errant wall-crushing magical bolt slams into him on accident

>You land with a triumphant *clop* on the balcony

>In your patented Daring Pose(tm)

>In fact...

"HEY MARES. LET'S GET DARING."

>Ok... uh. Catch phrase is, let's say... 6/10. Could use some work

>Shutup brain

>Kay, well I'll just start pumping you full of adrenaline, seeing as how you're about to fight two goddesses.

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