Missile Kid

A yawn. I looked up to see Show Pony standing in the dark hallway in nothing but shorts. He was half asleep. Slowly, he stumbled forward.

“Pony?”

His eyelids quivered and his head dropped. He stepped forward and i stepped closer to him.

He’d done this before. Sleepwalk through the living area. Only sometimes, though. I didn’t want him to get hurt, so I followed him. Down the halls and through the doors. He nearly fell twice. I held back giggles. He headed to a balcony… with a broken railing. Pony!
I ran after him and tried to pull him back, but he paid me no mind. Someone… someone! I ran down the closest hall and began banging on the doors. The third door was opened by Mad Gear.

“Missile Kid… wha-”

“PONY’S GONNA DIE IF YOU DON’T HELP HIM!”

He immediately took my hand and I led him to where Pony was. He was now completely on the balcony. Luckily, he had stopped and was now teetering back and forth.

“Missile Kid” Mad Gear said softly “Don’t. Wake. hi-”

“PONY! DON’T!”

My hand immediately flew to my mouth as Pony shuddered from the slight cold. I saw his eyelids flutter and then open. A scream. His hand flew to onto the window sill. The window was also weak and the piece broke in his hand. Mad Gear was fast then. He grabbed Pony’s pants from the back and yanked the other man into the building. They both fell back and Pony fell on Mad Gear. I sighed in relief and shook my head a couple of times.

“What the heck-?”

Pony tried to speak. Nothing came out. He was still groggy from the medication. No improvement. He had been getting more and more nervous every day.
A few muffled words, and then he passed out completely.

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Mad Gear

I was there when Pony opened his eyes.

He opened his eyes and looked around the room. He opened his mouth to speak, but gurgled noises was all he could make. His hands rushed to his neck and a silent tear escaped him. He tried to speak again. The words sounded like they were being shredded. No trace of his previous melodious voice. Another tear. He bit down on his lip and drew blood.

“Pony. Look at me. Pony.”

I reached out to lift his chin. He shook my hand away at first, but finally let me lift his eyes to see mine.

“Pony, you’re beautiful okay.”

The tears stopped falling and a small blush made its way across his cheeks. He shuddered slightly.

“I’m sure your voice will come back. And even if it doesn’t, we’ll all be with you.”

He nodded softly and looked down at the floor. I took the can of peas I had gotten for him and opened it. Then, I put a spoon in it and handed it to Pony.

He filled the spoon and chewed softly. Everytime he swallowed, he winced.

“Wait.”

I took the can from him and mashed all the peas together to form a sort of paste. He watched me do it. Then, I handed it back to him. He continued eating, trying to wince as little as possible (as to not hurt my feelings).

After he ate, I got out the painkillers Dr. D had instructed he should have.

He looked down at the tiny pills with an extreme loathing and slight… fear.

“They’re just painkillers. Pony. They’ll help you feel better.”

He refused to take them and bit me when I attempted to force his mouth open. Actually BIT me... Fine. That’s how we were gonna play?

I pinned Pony down on the mattress, straddled him and began using both my hands to try and open his mouth. Pony screamed (or tried to) as he flailed uselessly.

“It’s.. for...your...own...GOOD.”

“n-...NO! I D….FU-..... PIL-!”

He was coughing now. His whole face was red and he was crying mercilessly.

Dr.D warned me he might do this. Pony wasn’t a big fan of pills. Apparently, he’d had a bad experience and was hardly ever seen taking one for ANYTHING. Dr. D said that the pain Pony was feeling would drive him mad if it wasn't handled.

That’s when he began scratching me. His nails were barely long, so it just created a sizzling trail on my arms. It felt… nice.

“P-PLE..N-NO…” Pony choked out.

“Pony, I won’t let you be in pain! Please just take them! I promise they’ll make you feel better!”

My hand grabbed his hair and he screamed. That’s when i put the pills into his mouth. He struggled some more before a soft ‘GULP’ was heard. That’s when Pony looked up at me.

“...off-” He choked out.

His face was still red and the trail of tears kept running.

I let go of his hair and smiled triumphantly. That’s when I noticed a small…. problem. It only took a few seconds, but then Pony noticed it.

Oh…. This is embarrassing.

I looked down at Pony’s shocked face. A small blush was creeping up it as he saw the bulge in my pants. He looked up at my face and then down at the bulge again. Then, he frowned… but not from anger. Then, his eyes went wide.

Well…. I was downright… HORNY. And…. that influenced my next action.

I got off Pony and pulled him onto my lap (straddling me),RIGHT ON my “tent".

"M-m...G-?"

Then, I kissed him.

Of course, he fought me at first. I had expected that. But I held him still. I pulled at his hair softly and he groaned but continued trying to get away from my grip. I squeezed him and he sighed. Then, I bit his lip.

Instead of continuing to push me back, like I thought he would, Pony wrapped his arms around my neck and pushed himself closer. I whined softly at the feel of him on me and slid my hands down to his hips.

He was smaller than I had previously thought. And he let me caress him.

I decided to test my limits and I squeezed his butt. He gasped into my mouth and I got harder at the sound of it. He must’ve felt it too, because after the gasp, came a moan.

His lips were soft and…. well… delicious. Another soft moan.

Fuck... No. Self-control was for BL/ind guards.

I then pinned Pony against the mattress and began to grind on him. His cute little moan was nothing compared to the real thing. I slid his shirt up and began planting kisses up his stomach. His back arched.

"S-S...!!"

My hands sliding into his shirt.

"I-..."

Then, another moan.

“Hey Mad Gear is Pon-HOLYSHIT.”

I felt my face redden instantly as I saw Kobra freeze in his tracks at the door.

"Uh... i....i should... go..."

Kobra ran off into the hallway and I giggled against Pony's skin.

"You're adorable." I murmured, against his stomach.

I then continued to place soft kisses down it. No sound. I looked up to see Pony trembling slightly. He looked... well....scared. oh no... had...he not wanted to?

"Pony... did....I just force you?"

I pulled my hands out of his shirt and pulled him into a seating position. He was crying. I'd gone too far.

"Pony... I'm sorry...I shouldn't have-"

He hugged me then. Very tightly. And buried his face in my neck. I held him and he choke-laughed-cried.


"Alright. What freaked Kobra out?"

I heard Party step into the room, but i didn't answer.

"Kobra!" Party called "they're just hugging! Chill!"

Something was yelled back and Party chuckled. Pony sob-laughed harder and his fingers tightened on my shirt. I ran my fingers through his hair and I heard Party mumble sympathetically before he left the room.

I slid my hands down from Pony's hair and to his hips. He shivered and whimpered slightly.

"Pony... i won't hurt you... i promise."

He looked up at me. His eyes were big and... full of pain. He shook his head.

"Yes. I promise. Look. People might've lied to you before, but you need to keep trusting. I won't hurt you. Ever."

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Show Pony

Why do i believe him? People always lie. Always.

I felt Mad Gear's hands trail down my spine and I sink my nails into his back.

"Pony. I won't hurt you. I promise. Calm down.... i won't let anything hurt you."

Shit. This whole darned world was upside down. And the darned pills weren't making it better. I then began to feel drowsy. Mad Gear pried me off him and laid me back on the bed. I guess I looked sleepy, because he pulled the blanket up to my chin and ran his fingers through his hair.

God, how I cherished those curls.

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Kobra Kid

Cherri was finally able to convince me to get my lazy butt off the floor and go walk around or something. So I decided to go see how Pony was doing. I walked through the halls and was soon at the door when I heard a soft moan.

“Hey Mad Gear is Pon-HOLYSHIT.”

I stepped into the room to find Mad Gear’s hands inside Pony’s shirt as he pinned him to the bed. I turned red and Mad Gear looked at me; his pupil blown. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.

"Uh... i....i should... go..."

Mad Gear smiled and turned back to Pony. I ran down the hallway and into the room where Party and Pink were spooning on the bed.

“M-Mad Gear and Pony...T-they’re….yup...yup….”

Party kissed Pink on the cheek and pulled away from her.

“Doing what?”

“Mad Gear’s FUCKING HIM.”

I felt a panic attack coming on. I shouldn’t have seen that. Why had I seen that?

“Fucking who?”

“PONY. KEEP UP WITH ME, PLEASE.”

Party smiled a crooked smile and went over to put his hands on my shoulder.

“Come on. I’m sure that’s not what’s happening. What’d you see.”

“Go see for yourself then.”

Party growled softly, but then agreed. He then went down the hall. I heard him say something into the room, but he didn’t looked fazed by what he saw.

Kobra!" Party yelled "they're just hugging! Chill!"

“Yeah.” I said back “I’m sure that’s it.”

Party chucked slightly, then his face went soft with sympathy.

“Pony deserves someone, you know?”

He then turned away from the room, that was now filled with soft sobbing, and walked back down the hall. I followed him as he got back into bed with his wife and held her closely. I watched in silence.

“You’re gonna get fat if you keep lying in bed all day.”

Party chucked into Pink’s hair and she sighed. Then, she smiled.

“Get off.”

“What.”

“Party Poison, get off the bed.”

Party looked over at me with mock anger.

“She’s kicking me out. Kobra!:

“I just imagined you with a fat belly. That’s not a pretty picture. Get your ass off the bed and go eat some kelp or something.”

“But...but… BABE.”

She gave him a playful death glare. He sighed and got out of bed.

“Love you.” She giggled.

“I love you too.” He said, smiling.

I grabbed Party’s arm and yanked him outside. The day was nice. It was quiet. It was...relaxing. Too relaxing.

“Let’s get Jet and we can go exploring!”

“Id rather relax…”

“Nope. JET. GET YOUR COLORFUL ASS OUT HERE. WE’RE GOING EXPLORING.”

Jet came out of his room, yawning, and nodded.

That’s when we began walking down hallways. Soon, we came to the door of the place where Party was nearly killed. I saw him gulp.

“Let’s get flashlights first.”

We all nodded and made our way to a nearby supply closet. We grabbed three flashlights and stepped inside to what had been our prison. Now, it was silent and still. We poked around for a while, finding a few rags and bones.

We were about to leave… when we heard a scream from deeper within.

Notes

i know. it's been forever. I... I just need breathing room. Lots of shit is going down at the same time and i'm questioning both my sanity and this story.

Do you guys think i should discontinue it? how many people are actually reading?