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What are you going to do about it?
🕑 Added 2025-07-24 20:59:50 +0000 UTCEdit. Some folks maybe wondering where was the purse that Two Tone is now wearing in the last posting. That's a result of the artist forgetting to draw it. Oopsie!
Two Tone gave the unicorn stallion a oh sweet Celestia really look in my Royal Equestria Security Forces (RESF) dreamscape. The zebra's street sense was going off like crazy, and they were telling her one thing. Link
This stallion was a creep. Whether they were actually dangerous was to still be determined. The zebra stared the stallion in the eyes, and after a very pregnant pause she said with a deadpan voice.
"Not interested."
The stallion's smile never left his face as he bowed dramatically. "Ah but dear! It's obvious you don't even know who stands before you! Allow me the pleasure of correcting this ignorance of yours. I am Golden Vision. Patron of all the arts and a traveler of the world, and in all my years of wandering I have rarely had the chance to behold such beauty as see before me now. What would be your name be dear."
Still looking the stallion in the eyes her right hand slowly started drifting toward down the strap of her purse toward the purse itself. After a second she spoke again.
"None of your business."
The unicorn closed his eyes and sighed dramatically. In that moment Two Tone quickly glanced past the stallion to a large mirror hanging on the wall behind the unicorn. In it the zebra could see that Chrysalis/Glimmering Gems was still chatting with the another attendee, but she'd turned slightly so she could see what was happening with Two Tone.
In a brief instant their eyes met and smile left the changeling's face and she slowly nodded her head. She raised her left hand and slowly ran it through her mane as she tilted her head toward the zebra. Her senior security officer Number 12 saw this and he also shifted his position slightly so he could keep watch what was happening.
Having completed his overly long sigh Golden Vision opened his eyes. "Tut tut. It's obvious that you have recently benefitted recently some pampering at a spa somewhere, but it's also apparent that you have not received similar attention when it comes to etiquette and manners. Now. I've told you my name. It is only proper you give me yours." The stallion was still smiling but there was hard look to his eyes.
Zebra scowled at the stallion. After a second she growled. "Fuck. Off." She then went to turn only to suddenly find her legs wouldn't move. She glanced down at her legs and then back at the glow that was fading from Golden Vision's horn. The stallion was now glaring at the mare.
"I didn't say you were dismissed. Girl." The smile returned to his face but now it was much more predatory. "I don't know how a tarted up gutter slut like you got into such a prestigious event as this. That's a question we can explore later." Slowly the stallion started sauntering toward the zebra. "What's obvious is that you don't know place in the world. Fortunately I'm just the pony who can show it to you."
There was fire burning in Two Tone's hazel brown eyes. With a very slow, cold, deliberate voice she spoke. "What the fuck have you done to my legs?"
The stallion chuckled as he continued to approach the mare. "Oh it's a localized temporary paralysis spell. It's a rather complicated bit of arcane spell weaving to ensure there's no long term complications. It was once commonly used in the medical profession, but recent decades its rather fallen out of fashion. However my family has always had a fascination in obscure bits of arcana, and I have found it useful for other applications. Like this. I could've paralyzed your entire body and I can still do that if I wanted to, but then we couldn't have this charming little conversation."
For briefest instant Two Tone once again glanced over Golden Vision's right shoulder at the wall mirror. Chrysalis was no longer looking at the other attendee, nor was she giving their conversation any attention. However the other didn't seem to notice this as they continued to bloviate about the painting on the wall. The Queen of the Changelings was staring intently at Two Tone. Number 12 was also looking at the zebra and was now silently mouthing some form of commands. Two Tone's right hand having reached the body of her purse. It slowly slipped under the flap and into its interior. Golden Vision failed to notice this development.
The stallion stopped mere inches away from the zebra. Two Tone glared directly into his hungry sapphire blue eyes. After a second he wrapped his right arm around the mare's waist and gave her ass a squeeze with his hand. "Now. Before we go any further let me ask you once again. What's your name?"
The zebras eyes were now filled with rage. Softly she growled. "Take your fucking hand, off my ass!" Golden Vision smirked at her.
"What are you going to do about it dear?"
Two Tone's right hand settled on the smooth wood grips of her holdout pistol. She'd acquired it years ago as payment for a job. Once it had been a full size .45 caliber service pistol. Then at some point in the past a gunsmith had gone to town on it. The barrel had been cut down to about 3" and the slide had come along for the ride. The recoil springs and feed ramps had been reworked, and the original barrel had been reworked so it no longer needed a barrel bushing. Like the barrel and slide the grip frame had been similarly shortened reducing its magazine capacity from 7 rounds to just 4 plus one more in the barrel.
To give the shooter some hope of keeping this pocket rocket under control the gunsmith had helpfully welded a single steel finger loop to the grip frame right below the trigger guard. Since this was a tool meant for up close work the original sights had been ditched. In their place a shallow sighting groove had been milled along the top of the slide.
In one quick motion the zebra drew the pistol. As it cleared the purse her right thumb came down on the safety and swiped it off. in an instant Two Tone had rammed the pistol under Golden Vision's lower jaw. The stallion's eye went wide as the mare leaned forward until her face filled his vision. In a soft voice that dripped with murderous rage she growled.
" What am I going to do? How about this shithead. Letting me ask you a question. Do you think you can paralyze my trigger finger before I pull it and blow your fucking brains out the top of your skull." To emphasize her words Two Tone shoved pistol harder against the stallion's jaw and throat. "Well. How about?"
Golden Vision was in process of making several nonverbal squeaking sounds when Two Tone felt a bubble of arcane energy suddenly encompass her and the stallion. All of the additional sounds in the club vanished. Then Glimmering Gems spoke up.
"Oh my! What do we have here! Tsk tsk! Golden you've been bad again haven't you?"
Comments
Baron Engel
No there's unfortunately a lack of crated appliances nearby.
WILLIAM C JOHNSON
Is there a crated-up fridge anywhere near-by???? 'Axe
WILLIAM C JOHNSON
Wrong Zebra!
