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

Peppa's New Look

The girls bathroom was filled with heaps of drunk teenagers dancing to Billy Goat. (Billie Eyelash in my story if you didn't get that). 

Beer was spilled over the floor, next to the vomit puddles and hairspray. 

"What the fuck happened here!" Peppa yelled. 

"My girlfriends had a party last night, and we I dunno did something," Sally explained. 

"Holy fuck," Peppa whispered.* 

Peppa followed Sally through the mess of girls. "Bad Goat" started playing and everyone started singing along. 

Peppa stood in front of the mirror next to Sally. 

"YOU HAVING BOY TROUBLES?" Sally shouted. 

"WHAT!?" Peppa cried out, not being able to hear Sally over the music. 

"I SAID, ARE YOU HAVING BOY TROUBLES?!" Sally screamed. 

Peppa nodded her head. 

"LET ME HELP YOU," Sally yelled. 

"You don't have to yell anymore," Peppa said, but Sally didn't hear her. Sally turned around and reached over to someone's bag. 

Meanwhile a drunk gopher came over to Peppa. "Hey pretty," she burped. 

"Hi..?" Peppa replied, screwing up her nose. 

"Wanna-" the gopher started before chucking her guts up all over Peppa's skin-tight, red dress. 

"BITCH!" Peppa screamed. She pushed the gopher away, just before she threw up again. "SALLY THAT BITCH JUST VOMITTED ALL OVER MY DRESS!" 

"Oh my, Peppa, Peppa... come with moi!" Sally ushered. Peppa followed Sally into the toilet cubicle. 

"Really? No, I need privacy," Peppa exclaimed, as Sally locked the door. 

"Peps, it's okay," Sally smiled. 

Peppa smiled at her name. Peps. More people need to call her that. More people should be like Sally. 

"Okay Peppa I'll need you to strip off so you can get changed," Sally whispered.

"WHAT NO! PRIVACY!" 

"Yes, yes... I'll give you privacy just letting you know okay.." Sally explained. She unlocked the cubicle door and left Peppa alone. Peppa stripped off and I'm not a perv so I can't tell you what happened next. 

Anyway, then Peppa hooked the dress over the door, and Sally took it away. The music got louder and Peppa was wondering how none of the teachers had come in yet telling them off yet. they'd all get suspended and some even expelled. Peppa wasn't sure if anyone had brought drugs, but if they did they'd all totally get expelled. 

Or in Peps words. They'd like totes get expelled like yeah. 

Sally hooked a new dress over the door. This one was a black, plastic, skin tight dress. Peppa squeezed into it and the material clung to every curve. 

"Peppa you dressed?" Sally yelled. 

"Yes," Peppa replied, unlocking the cubicle door. 

"Okay sit down on the toilet seat for a sec and let me do your make-up," Sally exclaimed. Sally did some neat mascara and smeared some orange lipstick on Peppa's lips. 

"Okay here's your belt," Sally said, handing over a box. Peppa opened it and tossed the box on the floor. 

"Gucci? Really? Best you can do?" 

"Peppa!" 

"Fine," Peppa huffed, rolling her eyes, "I'll wear it." 

The belt was placed around Peppa's waist. Sally took out her gold stud from her ear and placed it at the top of Peppa's ear. Peppa received a Gucci clutch, which she didn't even want to touch. Finally, Peppa heaved her big, fat feet into some skinny, knee high, leather boots. Black, leather boots. 

Peppa stood in front of the bathroom mirror and grinned. "I'm so hot right now." 

I'll even agree guys. What do you think?

"Sally, I just- Wow... Pedro'll love it." 

The music stopped. 

"Pedro?!" 

"Did we hear her right?!" 

"Pedro Pony!" 

"Peppa," Sally began, "You know what happened to him... right?" 

"Noo...?" Peppa replied, questioning everything. Her life was on the line right now. If something bad were to happen to Pedro, Peppa would kill herself. Literally. 

"Peppa... Pedro is blind..."

Someone threw up in the background but Peppa ignored them. She shut out all sound and closed her eyes. 

"Peppa?" Sally wondered, touching Peppa's forearm. 

Peppa's eyes burst open. "BITCH HE BLIND I CAN'T!! WHY DID HE NOT TELL ME!! MY BOYFRIEND IS SO HOT BUT HE IS SO ANNOYING HOW COULD HE NOT TELL ME-" 

"Peppa! SHUT THE FRICK UP BRO!" Sally shrieked. 

"Bitch you the one who made him blind," someone from the ground screeched. Sounded like some sort of bird. 

"No I didn't-" Peppa defended. 

"You fell on his fucking face bitch." 

"Stop swearing Margret."

"I didn't... how did you bloody know this?" Peppa asked the crowd. 

"ON HIS BLOODY INSTAGRAM WOMAN!!" 

Peppa yoinked Sally's phone out of her back pocket and unlocked it. She went onto Instagram and looked up Pedro. 

Sure enough he had posted himself being blind. 

"What the fuck." 

"PEPPA STOP SWEARING!!" Sally screamed. "YOU MADE PEDRO BLIND!!" 

"YOU BLIND!" 

"I can't-" Peppa stuttered, "I can't move on.. I can't..." 

She fainted right then and there. In the puddles of booze and vomit. Hairspray cans comforted her fall, not very well but who even cares anymore. 

Is this the last of Peppa Pig? 

*I don't actually swear this much in real life FYI.