Peppa Pig x Pedro Pony [✨!COMPLETED!✨]

Peppa... Please!

Peppa awoke to the sounds of cabinets slamming shut, pencil on paper and loud grumbling noises. Peppa rolled over to see a very cross Karen staring at her. "Tut tut," she tutted impatiently. "Hey," Peppa slurred. 

"Bitch," Karen burst out. Peppa shook her head, "I'm a pig you little swine." 

"Do I care?" Karen replied. 

"Yes, you do! You're being a racist little animal," Peppa explained. Karen shook her head. "Anyway," Karen began, "I heard what you did to Doctor Luke... Your behaviour was unacceptable." 

"Do I care?" Peppa responded. 

"Yes, you violated the school rules and it was completely inappropriate," Karen told her.  Peppa shook her head because she was a bad little piggy. "I'm a badass pig so I don't care," Peppa quickly said. 

"What?!" Karen shouted. 

"I'm a badass pig and I want to go out with Pedro Pony," Peppa declared. 

"You're a pig not an ass," Karen expressed. Peppa opened her mouth. "I- I-" she spluttered. 

"Damn Peppa Pig you just got ROASTED!!" Karen yelled. 

"I fine that highly offensive because that's how Great Granny Pig died," Peppa burst out. 

"Well you should think twice before you say rude comments like that Peppa!" Karen shouted, popping the 'p'. Peppa folded her arms and sent Karen a death stare. Karen returned it, with more coldness and anger. "Fine, just don't be surprised if Doctor Luke is dead when you find him," Peppa admitted as she hopped off the sickbay bed. "Oh I won't be," Karen answered, "But your mum and dad will be." 

"I don't have a dad," Peppa said. 

"Oh, well then your mum will be surprised with your behaviour," Karen rephrased. 

"I don't have a mum," Peppa said. 

"WhAt?!" Karen barked, "HOW ARE YOU ALIVE THEN!?!"

"I don't have a mum or dad, I have a Mummy Pig and a Daddy Pig," Peppa replied, sassily, "There's no in between!" 

"The heck," Karen exclaimed. 

"Oh Daddy Pig is also known as 'Big Boy' or 'Silly Daddy'," Peppa explained before leaving. 

"What an actual spoilt pig," Karen spluttered. 

Peppa strutted out of the sickbay and into the waiting room. There she saw someone. She got a hold of her feelings and twitchingness. "Pedro, hey?" Peppa trembled. 

"Hey! Peppa!" Pedro neighed. The stared at each other for some time before Pedro cleared his throat. "This is... umm... really personal... and all..." Pedro mumbled. 

"Yes?" Peppa asked, "Speak Pedro." Pedro stood up straighter and rubbed one of his hooves on the back of his neck. "Um," Pedro said. Peppa's heart was thumping out of her chest. Was he really about to ask her out? Was this real? Peppa couldn't even believe her eyes and ears. Was her sight tricking her? Was her hearing wrong? Was Pedro really gonna ask her out? Was Pedro really trembling at the sight of her? Wait. WhAt?! "Pedro?" Peppa began. 

"Uh, yeeeaah," Pedro slurred. 

"You good?" Peppa asked. 

"YES!! NO! MAYBE!! CoUld NoT! ACcESs DenIEd!" Pedro blurted out. 

"WhAt?!?" Peppa oinked. 

"Peppa what I'm meaning to tell you is..." Pedro began. Peppa's mouth drooled. Her lips were moist and she felt her cheeks burn. She was dazed. Pedro finished his sentence with a smile and Peppa launched forward to hug him. She squeezed his insides out. "YES!! YES!! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Peppa squealed. She planted a big, slobbery kiss on Pedro's cheek which made his cheeks burn red. She then yoinked his glasses off his face and put them on. "OoooOOoooOoooOOoooOOOoooh," Peppa.... well... oohed. She walked around in circles, getting used to her blurry view. She took them off and handed them back to Pedro and she saw his shocked face. "P-eppa?" Pedro coughed, "You... Good?" 

Peppa's cheeks flushed bright red. "Wh-wh-wha-what!?" she stuttered. 

"I asked how come you keep fainting," Pedro repeated. Oh. Peppa covered her mouth and then her whole face in embarrassment. "Did I... really... Just?" she murmured, then louder, "NO!!" She rushed out of the waiting area to go to the little girls room. "No! No! No!" she cried as she ran. Tears bubbled out of her eyes and she continued to blush. She just wanted to die. That was pretty much how embarrassed she was. I'm sure you know that feeling. She slammed the door to the cubicle and sunk down onto the toilet lid. Her tears were like waterfalls. How could she be so stupid?? Each time she thought about what she did, she squirmed in her seat and decided how to die. Roast? The humans would enjoy that quite a lot. The slaughter house? Drowning? She had time to decide. A dangerous animal like Mrs. Potts even could do it for her. Maybe she could move to a country where guns are allowed, that would be easy. 

Tap! Tap! 

"Peppa?" came a sweet baa. 

"Suzy!" Peppa sobbed. 

"No you idiot! It's Sally! Ugh gosh you dumbass," the voice said. 

"I'm a pig! Not a donkey," Peppa stated. 

"Shut the hell up bish!" the voice shouted. Peppa unlocked the door. "What the heck is a bish?" she asked. She stumbled back when she saw the appearance of Sally. Yes Sally Sheep is related to Suzy Sheep. They are second cousins in fact. Sally wore large hoop earrings and a blue dress. She had a couple piercings near the top of her ears. She had black boots on, bright cheeks and orange lipstick. She looked like the picture below.

*I DON'T OWN THIS IMAGE I JUST DREW ON IT

"Sally?" Peppa breathed, "What... um.. happened?" 

"One word," Sally said, tilting her head, "Puberty." Peppa opened her eyes wide and crinkled up her nose. "What?" Sally asked. 

"Well it's just... you wear a little too much make-up!" Peppa mumbled. 

"Shut up bish," Sally squawked. 

"What's a bish?" Peppa wondered. 

"You," Sally deadpanned. 

"Fair enough," Peppa said looking at her reflection. Sally walked over to one of the benches and placed her bag on it. She pulled a black pencil case out and unzipped it. Blush, eye shadow pallets, lipsticks, lip glosses, brushes, highlight, foundation bottles, concealer and many other make-up items fell out. "What?" Sally asked, "Jealous?" 

"No... Just-" Peppa choked, "Why you need so much?" 

"Because I'm going on a date," Sally smirked, "With the cutest guy ever."