The Harassment Chronicles 2
Mmmh… cereal
A spooky tremble flitter about the air under the shimmering moon of Nightmare night in Canterlot. Ponies dressed in costumes of all kinds joined with ranks of humans doing much of the same, a party conducted in the palace gardens for the public to attend if they saw fit. Many were out tonight. Shy humans finally were able to get out and meet their new neighbors, ponies were getting acquainted with their new neighbors as well. Games were played with many prizes won by all sorts of ponies and people, except 2 in particular.
Princess Luna had just returned from her Nightmare Moon episode a mere 2 weeks ago. She was tired and going through quite a bit of culture shock at the moment. It wasn't too difficult, Equestria was slow to change, but things like electronics, printing presses, griffon civil rights and flush toilets still baffled her to no end. Thus, she preferred to stay in her room most of the time. Dusting off her old things and getting packages from the museums that were quick to return her other belongings. Tailors were kind enough to make her replicas of her old bed spread and clothing, even old mock ups of her favorite jewelry being placed in her room while she slept to give her a sweet surprise in the morning. But there was still a disconnect. Somewhere along the line she felt she was still lacking something. A hole in her psyche she could not shake for the life of her. Sleepless days of staring at the ceiling and clutching a pillow like it was her first born child. She could never really place her finger on it.
The other recluse of the night, was a young human boy by the name of Markus. At 18 years old he wasn't exactly the paradigm of human example. He spent most of his time locked in his room playing his guitar or playing video games with very little in between. Sometimes he'd go out for some early morning coffee in downtown Canterlot, but most of his time was spent either at school, strumming his aging instrument or fidgeting with his one electricity crystal so he could keep his PlayStation running. Turns out super charging a piece of crystal with magic makes it one hell of a battery. Right now, he was participating in his usual routine. He had come back upstairs from dinner, his mind still sharp and body not showered. It was Saturday and Saturday for him meant staying up literally all night doing something semi productive. Whether that was looking at endless porn or learning a new song was a given. He flopped into his uncomfortable desk chair and rubbed his head, racking his brain as to what he going to do for the next 12 hours. It was 8 PM now, usually he wouldn't even begin to feel sleepy until 9 the next morning. Something had to be done between then and now to keep his attention, otherwise he would fall asleep and miss out on his Saturday night.
Just at that moment though, his doorbell rang.
"Markus! That pony's here to see you!" His Dad called from downstairs, a tone of bewilderment in his voice as he spoke. With a bit of a groan Markus picked himself up and sauntered downstairs, catching a glimpse of who was standing in the door frame. He stopped dead in his tracks, feeling the same as his dad with the confusion obvious between them.
A red colored earth pony mare by the name of Swizzle stick stood before him, her little filly Pop Rock dressed up as a robot. A robot made out of cardboard boxes apparently. They both wore happy smiles, Markus approaching the front door.
"Happy nightmare night Marker!" Pop rock said with a hop, making him smile ever so much.
"Happy… nightmare night fellas." He said simply, Swizzle smiling at him with one of her eyes covered by her white mane.
"Hey Markus. I know this a bit sudden, but would it be too much trouble to ask you take Pop out tonight?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just take her out to get some candy around the neighborhood. My husband and I wanted to go to that party and we didn't know who else to ask." She smiled adorably, Markus mulling it over in his head.
"I don't know… that's a lot of responsibility." He mumbled, looking down at Pop's hopeful expression.
"There's 30 bits in it for you." Swizzle said matter-of-factly, Markus perking up and looking her in the face.
"Dad I'm going out for the night!" He called back into the house.
"Don't get murdered." He called back. Like every time Markus went out.
"Nightmare night with Marker!" Pop yelped happily, latching onto Markus's shin excitedly. Both of them laughed happily at the smiling Filly, Swizzle turning to leave.
"Just have her back by 9. No candy eating past 8 okay?"
"Got ya." He waved her off while she met back up with her husband and continued down the street. He looked down at the filly once she had detached from his leg, an expectant look on her face.
"Alright Pop, what's our first stop?" He asked with a smile.
"Actually, I was hoping you could bring that big instrument." She smiled so sweetly it was hard to really resist.
"My guitar?"
"Yeah that!"
"Why's that?"
"Cuz you play really pretty! Silly!" She slapped him on the knee like it was totally obvious, her face still expecting him to do it.
"Alright. Wait here." He took her inside and stood her in front of the door, running upstairs and grabbing all the items essential for a delicate operation such as this.
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An hour or so later Markus and Pop had acquired a significant pile of candy. It was shockingly similar to Halloween really, just go door to door dressed like an idiot and threaten people for candy. All he had to do was walk down the street and occasionally play a song when he was commanded to by the red robot filly. Easiest thirty bits of his life really. At this point they had crossed into the "Royal" part of Canterlot. The rich ponies were known to live up closer to the castle and nobles, the houses and buildings in general taking on a much more regal and clean appearance. And if Markus knew anything from his days of trick or treating, the rich people always gave out more candy. MUCH more candy.
After a particularly good raid of the apartment complex, Pop was struggling to haul her pillow case worth of goodies around, the clock striking 8:30 in the darkening streets.
"Alright kiddo. I think it's about time we get you home." He said while rubbing his sore fingers. 2 hours of almost non-stop playing really wears on a person. Even with calluses.
"Can we see the princess first?"
"See the princess?" He questioned in confusion, looking down at the still eager filly.
"How would you plan on doing that?"
"There's a party down at the gardens for all the ponies and humans. The princess said she'd be there." She answered confidently, only further confusing the man.
"Where'd you hear that?"
"It was in the newspaper. My Daddy said it's supposed to be a really big party." As if by some crazy luck, they were approaching the royal gardens. The party could be heard from what seemed like a mile away. Upbeat music with talking and cheering and fun to be had.
"It's getting a bit late though… and if we run into your parents they might get the wrong idea."
"Please Marker? I wanna see the princess!" She tugged on his pants leg, making him stop his walking.
"It'll be really fast. Just go in and when we see her we can run home." She begged, shaking on his leg and using her adorableness against him. He tried to think about it, but once against the ponies had beaten the humans with their irresistible cuteness. Darn horses.
"Fine. But I get at least ONE of those milk candies we got from the milk mare's house." She squeaked in delight, picking up her sack and continuing down the street with him. Luckily it was a public party, allowing them to stroll right in without trouble. The place was packed through, ponies stood all about the place in funny costumes and conversed about themselves. It gave good cover to the duo sneaking about, but it made it 10 times harder to locate the princess. Markus had only seen pictures of Celestia in newspapers and posters, he wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for. He kept a grasp on the filly's hand, having absolutely no intent on losing her and fucking everything up something grand. His guitar was strung across his back, him having to be rather careful not to whack anybody across the face with the protruding neck.
Pop was walking in front of him as if she knew where to go, still wearing her smile as she searched here and there for the giant white horse beast. Without a single care in the world she tugged her human along, ignoring his protests.
"Pop, we've got 15 minutes to get home!"
"Don't worry, I think she's right up here."
"Do you THINK or do you KNOW?" He stressed, looking to his watch with sweat slowly rolling down his brow.
"I know so!" She answered, tugging him along continuously through the sea of pones. This continued for another few minutes, Markus giving up hope until-
"I found her, I found her!" Pop squealed in absolute joy, spotting the princess herself enjoying a calm tea on the outskirts of the garden. She wore a very slight smile on her face, not dressed in any sort of costume. Markus spotted her from within the crowd, the little filly below looking unto her with amazement.
"Alright, you had your look. Now we really need to-"
"Let's go say hi!" She beckoned, tugging on his hand tightly as she tried to sprint to her.
"What?! No way!"
"Come on Marker! She looks lonely." She said as she pulled more and more.
"Pop this is a terrible idea." He easily tugged her back, being twice her size and strength. She pouted unhappily and kept up her resistance. He was ready to tug her back home when he suddenly felt a slipping sensation. Peering down, the little bugger had detached part of her costume in his hand to meet the royal.
"Son of a bitch." He grumbled as he hopped from the crowd. He saw the filly rush the princess and jump into the chair opposite of her. The princess barely even flinched, smiling even has the filly began to speak to her. With the glare of death in his eyes, Markus approached the filly from behind. The princess looked up at him before he grabbed the little pony from under the arms, lifting her from her chair with little problem.
"Marker stop it!"
"Sorry about her. She's just acting up." He said to the princess, placing her on the ground.
"Oh it's not an issue at all. She was just striking up a conversation." She said calmly, eyeing Markus in a rather ominous way.
"Well, I get out of your hair… mane thing." He said as he ushered the filly away, a tugging feeling against him. Celestia had felt the need to grab the strap of his guitar in her magic, pulling him back to her.
"Now wait a minute, I was actually looking forward to a lovely conversation with you two." She said with a smirk, Pop quick to run back to her chair.
"Why don't you have a seat and enjoy some time with your princess?" He couldn't help but feel a bit nervous now, even blushing a bit at the Princesses oddly penetrating stare.
"I um… er… I have to get this filly home though and it's-"
"Not an issue. I can simply teleport her if need be." She said quickly, using her magic to move a chair out for Markus to sit.
"But… her parents-"
"Marker just sit down ya big silly!" Pop said as she tugged on his sleeve, the disgruntled human removing his guitar and sitting in his seat.
"Wonderful, now why don't you two tell me about how you night has been going?" Pop droned on for the next couple of minutes while Markus and the Princess listened, going on and on until Markus began to fade out. He idly checking his watch and he nearly had a heart attack when he saw it strike 9 PM on the dot.
"I'm sorry Princess, but we REALLY have to get going." He said as calmly as he could, standing up and shouldering his stuff.
"Oh but you just got here Markus." She said innocently, her hands on the table with her half eaten slice of cheese cake still before her.
"Yes but maybe we could discuss these things another time Princess. I have to get Pop home." He ushered the filly away, getting a groan from her.
"Aw, but I didn't even get to talk about how much candy we got!" He rolled his eyes and continued on, barely making it five feet before something heavy and warm flopped onto his back.
"Hey you!" Came the voice a mare, slurred and funny sounding from some immense amount of alcohol. Turning around, he spied Swizzle Stick with a bottle of scrumpy.
"Swizzle? Are you feeling alright?" He asked while pushing her off him shakily, trying to keep her from falling.
"Marky, Mark! I always thought you were cute." She swooned and fell right into him, rubbing up against him and nuzzling his neck wetly.
"My husband's such a tool…" She muttered while taking another swig and grabbing Markus's leg between hers.
"I wanna rut you." She moaned into his face, now getting pushed off him full force. He caught her before she fell straight on her flank, but kept her at an arm's length.
"Rut? What's that mean?" Pop asked from behind the boy, the realization that he was going to have get these two home in one piece dawning on him.
"Why don't I have some guards escort those two home?" Celestia said calmly just has two strong unicorns moved in and grabbed the two by the arms. Markus was released and allowed to stand once more, watching as the two happily went off with the muscular ponies.
"Oooooh Markus! You got way sexier in the last few seconds." Swizzle trailed off, Pop already hopping on the shoulder of one of the guards.
"Bye marker!" She waved her boxy arm, looking the bewildered man right in the face. He had a second's rest before he felt a tap on his shoulder, the princess having moved to be right next to him. He wouldn't have been spooked by a regular pony, but much to his surprise the Princess proved to be a foot taller than him.
"Ah!" He jumped, Celestia smiling sweetly at him.
"Would you be a dear and come with me?" She asked, her face plotting and calculating.
"It's… I… why?" He asked with a stutter, looking about with a nervous twitch.
"I have a favor to ask of you." That can't be good. Judging by what Markus had heard from some rumors going around his high school, the Princess was known to be rather promiscuous with pretty much anyone. None the less, she WAS an all-powerful princess with enough magic to rip him in half.
"What did you have in mind?"
"Just come with me and I'll show you. It's very important and I suspect you'll be perfect for it."
Oh jeez.
For the sake of curiosity he followed after her, both of them making their way into the castle through the large, stone garden doors. The passages were just her size, letting them traverse through the crowded place with ease. As he passed maids and servants, he caught little snippets of conversations and giggles around him.
"Uh oh…"
"Poor kid."
"Pray for his pelvis."
"You think humans have really big dicks?" He had to think about that one for a minute, rubbing his head until a strong presence of darkness grabbed his attention. Most of the lights were out in this section of the castle, the ceilings rather high and the windows tall as well. Two massive doors stood between them, Celestia turning to address the boy.
"So I'm guessing you can play that thing." She said with a poke to his guitar neck.
"Y-yes…"
"Can you dance at all?"
"What?"
"Dance. Just any dance doesn't matter what it is." He thought for a moment, caught completely off guard by the questions.
"I can-what is this all for?"
"Are you aware of the newest addition to our government?"
"Um…"
"My sister returned some time ago from a… certain banishment. And she's been lonely as of late. So I've been recruiting some stallions here and there to see if I can help her a bit."
"What?! You're trying to hook me up with royalty?!" He asked with new alarm, taking a step back from the tall white princess.
"What's wrong?" She asked, seeming genuinely confused.
"I'm just a kid! This is like the weirdest thing that's ever happened in my life!" She deadpanned and crossed her arms.
"Kid I'm asking you to go into there and make nice with a Princess. How hard is that?"
"Why me though? I'm totally not qualified for this!" He reasoned, feeling a sweat coming on.
"Because my sister needs something to ease her into our new culture. I figured a human going through the same thing would be just perfect for her." He couldn't really argue that, of course he didn't even know Luna. Never even mind what she looked like.
"Also she likes peasants. And you look poor enough to me."
"What?" Before he could receive an answer he was shoved through the double doors. Right into a giant dining hall.
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It was another lonely night for Princess Luna. She kept hearing about this holiday in her name. There was no way in hell she was going to attend the party of course. With things as of late ponies had too many questions. Along with her being rather drained, she had reverted to a much smaller form. She seemed like she was only 100 years old again. It was incredibly embarrassing for the poor princess.
She had just woken up earlier that evening, lifting the moon and moving to the dining hall for breakfast. All she could stomach as of late was cold cereal. Corn flanks were similar to the wheat thins she had when she still had breakfast with her sister long ago. Her mane was rather frizzy as of now, her fur matted from sleep. Dark bags sulked under her eyes, showing how little she slept as of late.
Her sister had promised to find her a new escort, her old one of course being rather dead and what not. Whether or not she cared was of no concern. Sure it would be nice to have a friend to have around. Especially a handsome stallion. But she was still adjusting to all the new things around her, she didn't know whether or not she was ready. Celestia had promised to show her at least ONE stallion tonight. It was getting to be 9:30 already. Celestia was usually in bed by 10 to either meet one of her 184 escorts or get "beauty sleep".
Luna continued to munch alone on her cereal, looking pretty bored in the bright, open hall she had taken a seat in. She could hear a multitude of voices outside, as well as the low rumble of the partying. That is until the doors behind her ripped open with an aura of yellow magic.
"Luna! I got you something!" Her sister called out, pushing in a strange creature she had never seen before. It didn't seem too happy with Celestia. Luna simply turned back and kept a confused gaze on the pair.
"What nonsense is this sister?" She asked groggily, her now getting a better view of the thing presented to her.
"Remember how I said I'd find you a stallion?" Her sister asked with both hands on the thing's shoulders, an uneasy look on its face.
"I-I'm not a stallion." It pointed it out. Suddenly Luna's view changed. It's voice… the way this thing moved on its own. It was oddly graceful, the softness of its voice. It was strangely subtle, but in the same way… compelling. Her wings gave a twitch, and her ears perked as her sister continued.
"His name is "Markus". He's new to Equestria just like you." She said motherly, pushing him closer and closer to her.
"My Dad might be wondering where I am…"
"I thought he'd be perfect as your escort." Luna's expression dulled from a blush to a stare, her eyes meeting her sister's.
"This young stallion volunteered to be my escort?" She asked in a serious tone, hardly believing Celestia.
"More or less…" Her Sister replied uneasily, Markus looking up at her suddenly.
"Wait, what exactly am I getting into?!" Luna rolled her eyes at him, he was rather cute actually. She had no problem hiding it, but she was repressing the urge to "daw" right there and hug him. She was glad that her blue fur masked her blush, her watching as he got closer and closer to her with her sister's pushing.
"Just be nice, and we'll see how it goes." She said before dashing off. She slinked away and left the door slightly ajar, letting her peep on the two. She watched with excitement, her hopes high in the success of this. She couldn't see Luna's face, her back presented instead as she watched Markus carefully.
"Hath min sister plucked another unaware off the streets, or doth thou truly have the iron for this?" He was caught off by her method of speaking, blinking a few times before steadying himself.
"I don't… um… really know why I'm here. I keep being told I'm supposed to be friends with you but-"
"You are… admirable physically we will admit. But pray tell, what qualifications do you have for this?" She felt a twitch inside at his nervous demeanor. It was well known that Luna preferred the peasant stock of Equestria rather than models and rich stallions. Her sister could never tell why but Luna always knew it was because Peasants were pretty much prone to be nervous around her. A trait that always got her fired up.
"I-I don't know…" He finally said quietly, the look of embarrassment and shame obvious on his face.
"Hm… then you are hired." She said simply, taking another spoonful of milk and wheat bits. She smiled as she did, scanning him over with her giant, bright blue eyes.
"Tell me. What is that device that you carry?"
"… can someone please explain what in the name of butt fuck is going on here?!" He snapped, the princess of the night not even flinching.
"I will humor my sister and allow you to be my escort. If I find that you do not fit the requirements then you'll be fired and allowed to return home." There was an audible squee in the background, the door behind Luna shaking a bit.
"Return home? What's that mean?"
"An escort is supposed to take residence in the castle. How else are you to be at my side at all times?" They looked each other in the face for a good while, Markus's eyes wide and surprised.
"I'm out." He said simply, standing up quickly and making for the door.
"What?! You cannot leave your princess just as she accepts you!" The Princess was stopped when he pulled open the door, being greeted by a not so happy looking Celestia.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked with hands on her hips. He panicked and took off in the other direction, both princesses watching him. It was a massive room, a couple hundred feet on each side. Thus, he was basically trying to run a football field. While it may have been a bit humorous at first Celestia was not satisfied with his performance. Her magic enacted and teleported him right back to where he started, then lifting him up off the ground. He stopped once he was floating, a nervous look on his face as he gently tumbled in the magical field. Luna stood up from her chair, approaching the young man with a growing smile. She grabbed his head when he was upside down and eye level with her. She held him with a single hand in his hair, her eyes darting up and down his face now that she could get a better look. Her eyes then narrowed, her smile complete.
"Hm... he is even adorable when he flees from us."
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Markus's father was feeling a bit of worry for his son by now. It was 11 at night and he still wasn't home. Not that he really cared though, if he wanted to stay out all night that wasn't really his concern. Like he had said earlier, as long as he wasn't murdered and home by 9 the next morning he was off scot free. So he simply sat in the kitchen and fiddled with his phone, trying to adjust the charging port so an electrical crystal could be installed. He was interrupted by a knock at the door, him putting down his device and moving to the front of the house. When he opened the door, he swore he nearly had a heart attack. His son hung upside down in a field of magic, the two princesses standing side by side with arms crossed and serious demeanors about them. Guards with bat wings patrolled behind them both.
"Sir." Celestia started, the dumbfounded human staring up at her like a deer in the head lights.
"Does this belong to you?" She questioned as his son floated before him, encased in a field of yellow. He deadpanned at the boy, rubbing his face.
"I didn't get murdered. That's all that matters right?" His father stared at him for a bit longer, letting out a long sigh.
"Yep."
Author's stupidity: I'm back on it. School's almost out and my life is getting progressively less enjoyable. So why not go back to writing erotic fanfiction about a little girl's show? This whole sequel's going to be about Luna and the sad boy. BUT the other mares I talked about will have their own chapters added to the first story one as bonus chapters. The list so far is something like Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Derpy and Scootaloo. If you have any suggestions or requests for stories or bonus ponies to be added to HC PM me or leave it in your review. Thanks for reading Jerks. (I love you)