Mega Prompt 2

>Eyes
>You could feel them on you
>You had no idea how many, but at least two dozen
>The looks of fear and distrust you were getting as you walked by ponies weren't the eyes that had you worried
>Nope
>To those little horses you were just some baby-eater
>All they needed to do was keep their kids away from you and maybe neigh if you got too close and that was that
>The eyes that made you a tiny bit nervous were the ones whose owners you couldn't really see
>Princess Twilight had warned you about some of the laws when you had first gotten here
>She had been particularly thorough on laws pertaining rape, kidnapping, and other such delightful things
>Apparently, stallion theft was a bit of a pastime in this country
>Rape also really wasn't a thing, or at least not a thing that would get you thrown in the slammer
>Twilight had suggested to you never to go outside without a mare you trusted or a group of stallions that knew what they were doing
>Since you really didn't have any mares that you trusted, and every stallion in this town stayed away from you like the plague, you had been forced to improvise just a little bit
>You tapped the stick in your hand as you walked along, quietly surveying the area
>You had found this particular hunk of wood on the side of the road one day whilst trying to find work in town
>While you weren't a wood expert in any sense of the word, you were pretty sure that it was hardwood
>That, along with being thick enough not to break when you swung it, meant that you had the perfect "guardian" to walk around town with
>The stick probably wouldn't do much more than give an earth pony a headache, but you were pretty positive that pegasi and unicorns would be free game

>The marketplace was dead silent as you passed through it
>Out of the corner of your eye, you could see a teal pegasus eyeing you as she weaved through crowds of ponies
>Off to the left, in a dark alleyway, you could see a pair of golden eyes staring at you intently
>You were no hunter, or army guy
>You had no idea how many of these crazy fucking horses were actually stalking you
>Hell, if they did jump you there was a good chance that that would be that
>This was one of the many reasons why you didn't like going to this fucking market, or coming into town at all
>Still, it needed to be done
>Tomorrow was going to be your first day at the farm
>You had been putting this off for a week, trying to find different alternatives to the problem
>But there had been none, so you were here, looking for a very particular creature
>Unfortunately
>Princess Twilight had said something about him being at a little cafe near Sugarcube Corner
>He and Fluttershy would go there at least once a month to chat
>Usually they'd stay for at least an hour, so HOPEFULLY you'd have plenty of time to talk to him and get to the farm to meet everyone
>The crowds lessened somewhat
>You could still see movement out of the corners of your vision
>Your pace quickened--not too much; you didn't want anyone getting excited--until you came upon the cafe that Twilight had told you about
>It was a tiny little place
>A little rundown to be honest, though it was plain to see that the owners were doing their best with the place
>In front of this little cafe were some tables
>All of them were empty, all save one
>There, sitting with a cup of tea and what looked like a rose sandwich, was Fluttershy

>Beside her, somehow drinking the glass from around some ice tea, was the one you were looking for
>A weird, terrifyingly powerful demon-goat-monster
>Otherwise known as Discord
>"--And I said to him, "Oh my goodness! Who could have stained that sweater?!" We had a laugh about it afterward, but in the moment it was really--"
>Stopping just short of the table where the two sat, you cleared your throat
>Discord stopped talking to look at you
>Fluttershy did the same, her eyes immediately focusing in on your stick
>"Anonymous! Darling!" Discord said, spreading out his arms wide. "It's wonderful to see you!"
>A wave of nervousness passed over you, prompting you to look over your shoulder
>Your grip on your stick tightened as you let out breath
>Come on...
>Just ask him...
"Would it be alright if I talked to you for a moment?" you asked, her gaze settling on Fluttershy, who shrank back a bit."Alone?"
>Discord gasped
>"Oh? Equus's only human wishes to converse with moi, in private no less?"
>Drinking the rest of his... glass, he tossed away the ice tea
>It hit a bush, instantly turning it into a pile of rubber ducks
>As you were processing that, Discord floated out of his chair
>"Fluttershy, you'll have to excuse me for a moment," he said, looking at the little pegasus with a smile
>Fluttershy, nodding, opened her mouth to speak
>Before she could say a word though, Discord was somehow at your side, half leading, half dragging you down the street
>He was wearing a tight-fitting black one-piece
>It fit him badly, as if it were made for a human
>You might have found it just a little bit funny, if not for the fact you were still trying to process... him

>"So what's the hubbub, my human chum? Did you want to share some hair-care secrets? Maybe you want to know how I get my goatee so luxurious?"
>Discord perked up
>"I do believe you said that you wanted to speak along," he said. "So lets get rid of some nosey nere do wells..."
>He snapped his fingers
>All around you, there were yelps of surprise, then silence
>Alright...
>Smiling, Discord wheeled you around
>"That's MUCH better! Now, what can dear ol' Discord do for you?"
>For a moment, you had the thought that maybe this wasn't the best of ideas
>Even if a tiny amount of what you had heard about Discord was true, staying as far away from him as you could seemed like a really good idea
>If you asked him what you needed to ask him he'd definitely want something in return
>With your luck, it'd probably be less than great
>...
>Fuck it
"I need your help with something."
>Discord's smile turned toothy
>"Help? This is the first time we officially meet and you're DEMANDING that I help you?" he said, placing a claw on his forehead as he swooned in the air. "And here I thought you wanted to be besties."
"It's for something important," you replied, trying not to grimace. "Something only you can do. I think."
>"Oh?" Discord said, his eyes popping out of his skull to float around you. "And what might that be?"
"I need you to go inside of my head and... pull out some things."
>For a good minute, Discord didn't say a thing
>Even his eyes stopped moving,
>You did your best to stand your ground, even as the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end

>This was a bad idea...
>This was a really bad idea...
>Why the hell would you ever fucking think about going something as stupid as this?
>All at once, Discord started laughing
>You leapt back in surprise, hands shooting up to protect your face
>"You want?... For me?... And... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
>He twisted and jerked in the air, clenching his sides
>His laughter changed tone, pitch, and volume
>One moment he sounded like a dolphin, the next his voice sounded like a horse neighing
>Tears of varying colors spilled from his eyes and floated upward
>Hell, even his goatee looked like it had grown a face and was laughing
>Your face heated up, but even so you stood your ground and waited
>Eventually, Discord's laughter turned into giggles, the demon wiping his tears away with his paw as he looked down at you
>"That... whoo... It's been a very long time since I've laughed that hard," he said, before breaking into another fit of giggles. "Most creatures don't want my marvelous self anywhere near their minds, and here you are just giving me an open invitation!"
"I just a few things from home," you said. "Some books I've read, some figures. I know that every bit of it is in my head, and I know that you can pull it out for me to have."
>Discord pressed his muzzle against your nose, yellow eyes staring at you intently
>"And how would you know such a thing?"
"Because you can do literally anything," you said, gesturing toward him
>Discord looked down at himself, then at you
>Letting out a deep hum, he nodded
>"You know what? I think you might be right, Anon ol' chum," he said. "I MIGHT be able to help you, but the question that I'm thinking right now is why I would do such a thing, especially for such a rude stallion?"
"I should have steady income coming in soon, so I can pay you?"
>As you expected, Discord snorted

>"Please. I don't need bits."
>To prove his point, he snapped his fingers
>A mountain of gold appeared next to the two of you
>At its peak was a diamond bigger than your head
>With another snap, all of that wealth was gone
"I could tell Princess Twilight that you helped me out? Maybe she'd ease up on your restrictions a little bit?"
>"I very much doubt that, Anon old boy," Discord said, appearing as a tiny version of himself on your shoulder. "Mrs. Sparklebottom won't be swayed so easily, much to my personal dismay."
>He looked at you expectantly
>You frowned
"Please don't make me do it."
>Discord's smile returned, toothier than ever
>"Make you do what?" he asked, a halo appearing above his head as he clasped his hands together
>Your frown deepened
>Though Discord had sent your stalkers to... wherever, there were still ponies about
>Most of them within eyeshot were staring at you two of you
>You sighed
>Closing your eyes, you quietly counted to ten before opening them
>Fine
>If he was gonna be like that you'd have to play his game
>With what little dignity you could muster, you get down into a fully obeisance
>On hands and knees, with forehead touching the floor
"I would very much appreciate it if you helped me with this. Please."
>The laughter is even louder this time
>You ignore it as best as you can, keeping your head to the ground
>This was so fucking stupid...
>Before you could properly ridicule yourself, you were no longer on the ground
>Instead, you were in the arms of a giant Discord, who was rocking you back and forth like some new born baby

>"Oh WHERE have you humans been all of my life? I can NEVER get these ponies to bow, and even if they try it never looks as demeaning as I want it to! I swear to the me that--"
>You squirmed awkwardly, not daring to look down
>Discord didn't seem to notice--or care-- about your discomfort, bladdering away about something or another
>You don't have time for this...
>You needed to get to the farm...
"Discord."
>"-There was that one time when a tribe of zebras had every one of their members getting hit in the face with pies. It was funny but a little... safe if I'm being honest."
"Discord."
>"Then there were those yaks. A group of them launched this one big gal through the air with a catapult. She went over a mountain range. That was funny, if a bit messy--"
"Discord, will you plea--"
>A sensation flowed through you, odd and unnatural
>Like someone was poking around in your head
>You twitched, but before you could voice any outrage or complaint it was gone
>"There we are. That should be enough for me to get you everything you need, my wonderful little green stallion," Discord said, giving you a pat on the cheek
>He snapped his claws
>Blinking, you found that you were back on the ground
>A normal-sized Discord was staring back at you with a grin
>"Now run along. All of your things will be waiting for you at that silly little farm," he said with a wave of his paw
>You looked around, checking to see if everything was normal
>Thankfully, it was same old shitty Ponyville
>Looking back at the demon, you let your shoulders slump
>You had a great many questions that you wanted to ask Discord
>But, in lieu of what you had just gone through, maybe it'd be best to run along

"Thank you very much," you said, bowing your head. "You have no idea how much this means to me."
>"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that," Discord said, turning away. "I was just rooting around in your noggin just a moment ago."
>He giggled to himself, as if he had just remembered something funny
>"Now run along I say! We wouldn't want to keep Harriett waiting now, would we?"
"You're right, thank you," you said again
>Turning, you took off down the road
>Your stick was gone, but you didn't care
>This nonsense with Discord had taken way too long
>If you didn't haul ass, you'd be late
>While you might not have been a marathon runner on your best day, you managed to get to the farm in good time
>Sure, your lungs felt like they were going to shoot out of your ass, and your best shirt was now covered in sweat and more dirt than you'd like, but you had gotten here
>Just like last time, Henriette was leaning against the farm's entrance, her arms crossed
>"There you are, skinny," she said as you approached. "I thought you were gonna be late."
"I was just getting some things settled," you said, wiping the sweat from your face
>Henriette cocked her head to the side
>Nostrils flaring, she looked at you with slightly narrowed eyes
>"Did you run all the way here or somethin'?"
>You nodded
"Didn't want to be late," you replied
>The tauress blinked
>A snort escaped her
>"Really? I've never 'eard of anyone running to get to this place," she said, a small smile coming to her face as she pushed off the entryway. "Come on, skinny. The other girls have been dying all week to see your little self."
>Gesturing for you to follow her, Henriette made her way into the farm

>Wiping your face off with your shirt, then straightening it as best as you could, you followed
>Almost immediately, you could tell that something was different about this place
>The quiet, stillness that you had experienced the first time you were here was nowhere to be seen
>You could hear chattering
>Not too far away, you could see movement, as well as a crowd
>A large one
>"Pick up the pace, skinny. They're waiting," Henriette called over her shoulder
>Realizing that you had slowed down to a snail's pace, you hurried to catch up with the minotaur
>There must have been close to two hundred minotaurs standing in the crowd
>Most were as large as Henriette, with dark blue coats, while others were a bit smaller, with coats of different shades of brow
>All of them were powerfully built, wearing blue overalls that just barely covered their cleavage
>Not to far from these giants were a group of much smaller creatures
>The tops of their heads might have reached your chest
>Just like the minotaurs, their faces were eerily similar to a human's
>They had large eyes, and a pair of short, stubby horns poking out of the tops of their heads
>As a group, their coats were the same chocolate brown
>Their hairstyles wildly differed, though most had hair that was snow white
>They weren't the titty monsters that the minotaurs were, but even so many would have put any woman you knew back home to shame
>Your gaze drifted to their lower bodies, which consisted of powerfully built goat legs
>Huh...
>Those must be the satyrs...
>You've never seen one close before...
>As you drew closer, more and more of the crowd began to notice you

>"Is that the new bull?"
>"Kinda small, ain't he?"
>"Where's his fur?"
>"What's wrong with his legs?"
>"Why's his face so flat?"
>"Eh, I'd still sit on his face. He'd have to ask nicely but I wouldn't say no."
>Standing in the middle of the crowd was Harriett
>"Anon there you are," she said, waving you over
>You walked over, and she placed a hand on your shoulder, looking toward the crowd
>"Ladies. This is Anon, the new hire."
>You waved
"Hello."
>"For the foreseeable future he'll be staying with us. I expect you to remember your manners."
>Harriett looked over at the satyrs, who began looking around with their hands behind their backs, whistling little tunes
>"It's going to take a little bit for him to get used to farm life. If you see him struggling with anything and you're not busy try to help him if you can. If he comes to me with any bullshit I swear to the Gods I will tear you a new one. You got it?"
>There were nods, some salutes, a few vocally saying yes
>Harriett nodded, giving your shoulder a few pats
>"Fantastic. Now, I'm going to show him to his room. After he's gotten situated and if he's in the mood--"
>A few satyrs giggled
>Harriett pointed at them then closed her hand into a fist
>"--you can come and introduce yourself. If not, you'll have plenty of time to do that anytime during the week."
>She looked down at you
>"Do you have anything you'd like to say, Anon?"
>Before you knew it, you were gently nudged a few feet toward the crowd
>Hundreds of eyes stared at you expectantly, causing you to shy away a bit

>Whoo...
>And you thought introducing yourself at school was nerve-wracking...
"I hope to get to know you all I guess," you said with a shrug. "I'm gonna do my best here, and I'll do my best not to step on any toes."
>That got you some looks of confusion, but you forced yourself to continue
"If you see me doing anything wrong don't hesitate to tell me. I know that I'll probably mess up a bit at first, so I don't have any any problem with criticism."
>You tried to think of something more meaningful to say
>Something that might get you a cheer or something like that
>Alias, you couldn't think of one damned thing
>So, with a nod and your best smile, you took a step back toward your very soon to be boss
>"Alrighty then," Harriett said. "You girls get back to work. Anon, you come with me."
>"Oh, I'm sure he'd be coming with you, boss," someone in the crowd said
>Harriett didn't so much as twitch
>"You just volunteered yourself to muck the pig pens, Esther. Get to it."
>One of the satyrs deflated
>"Fuck..."
>Spinning around, Harriett began to make her way down the cobblestone path
>You followed
>She lead you past the row of white buildings to some smaller, more compact brown ones
>"This is where everyone is housed," Harriett said. "They're no five star hotels, but the rooms are bigger than you think and each girl has their own. We use a communal bath, but they do have toilets so you can do your business privately."
"That fine."
>"They also get a bit hot in the summer and cold in the winter, but we've been toying around with some things to fix that. If the heat gets too much for you maybe ask that princess friend of yours for some kind of spell in the meantime."
"I might. Thanks."
>Harriett lead you to the far end of one of the buildings
>She reached into her bust and pulled out a small silver key with a chain attached to it

>"Here's your room key," she said, offering it to you. "Try not to lose it."
>There was a bit of hesitation on your part, but you eventually did take the key off of her
>It was warm, oddly so
>Still, you pocketed it
>"I've got your boots in there for tomorrow, a brand new bed and some sheets as well," Harriett said. "If you need anything else remember to just ask and I'll consider it."
"There's no need. I think," you said. "I'm pretty sure I got the room kind situated before I came here."
>The minotaur raised an eyebrow but didn't comment, taking a step away from you
>"Breakfast starts at seven. I'll expect you to be up much earlier getting everything ready."
>You nodded
"I'll be up."
>"Good," Harriett said, turning around. "I'll see you in the morning then."
>With that she left
>You watched her go before turning your attention toward the door
>Your door you guess...
>Opening and closing a hand, you took a step toward it
>Lets see whether or not Discord actually did something...
>Twisting the doorknob, you pushed open the door
>Seeing that it was pitch black, you groped for a lightswitch
>It took a few seconds, but you eventually did manage to find it and flip it on
>The room was bathed in light
>You could only stand there and stare
>There was a bookcase filled with dozens and dozens of books
>Good ones; ones that you had grown up with
>On top of the bookcase were action figures
>Gundams, godzillas, dinosaurs, even some trashy anime girls
>Not far from that was a table
>Sitting on that was a predator-shaped lamp along with paints, brushes, writing utensils, and anything else you'd want

>Cautiously, you took a step into the room
>There were pictures hanging on the walls
>Some of pokemon, some famous works that you had seen in books
>There was a map from that one rpg that you had loved to bits during college
>On the ground was a Space Jam rug with Bugs Bunny and Michael Jordan on it
>Walking over to the closet, you opened it up to see not only closed but boxes of toys and figures and miniatures
>A smile came to your face
>Tears threatened to spill from your face, but you managed to hold them down
>Perfect...
>Walking over to the bed, you flopped down onto it
>Sighing, you stared up at the ceiling, then over at the nightstand, where a Godzilla alarm clock sat
"Welp. I guess I got work in the morning..."