>You are Firepone
>"Why can't I ever do anything right...? How come nobody likes me?"
>You cry as you lay in the box in the dark alleyway; your home
>"Chrome, Explorer, and Safari always pick on me...and Anon still hates me."
>Your face is suddenly illuminated by an idea
"I-I know! I'll throw Anon a party! He said his birthday is tomorrow! I promised my mommy I would make friends, and that's exactly what I'll do!"
>You take the rag you found in the garbage and wrap yourself up in it, trying to find comfort as you fall into slumber.

>Next day
"Yay! Everything's finally done!"
>You look around
>A piece of toilet paper is connected to two walls, to act as a banner
>On it says 'Happy birthday Anon!" In horrible handwriting
>You think you wrote pretty well for someone who didn't go to school
>As you look around at the other festivities, you eye the paper bowl filled with tap water, and the cupcake with a wick sticking out of the top
>You spent nearly your whole savings on this, but it was all you could afford
>"Anon will be here any moment!"
>Your face is lit with glee as you wait behind the couch, eager to surprise Anon.
>...
I think I Hear Anon coming through the door!
>Door opens
>"Holy shit work is a pain in the motherfucking a-"
>You jump from behind the couch and yell
"Happy birthday, Anon!"
>He just stands there
>He looks around at the pathetic excuse for decor 
>"My birthday isn't until September, you dumb bitch."
>What? But you were sure that he-
>Oh, never mind! You can still have fun with eachother! You can still be friends! You won't let this little miscalculation keep you down!
"Oh...sorry, Anon. B-but we can still have fun, right?"
>"Err, no. Now get out of my house, I have shit to do."
"A-Anon! Please! Just for a few minutes?"
>Your eyes tear up
"I'm lonely..."
>"No means no, Fire. Now get out of my hose before I get the water sprayer."
>No! It couldn't end like this! All you want is just one friend!
>You run up to him and outstretch your arms for a hug
" Anon...p-please. Just one ?"
>"Hell no. And why do you smell as if you slept in a fucking dumpster? That's some nasty ass B.O."
>You shrink down and put your head down, backing up
>You never bothered telling anyone that you were homeless, or lived next to a dumpster
>You didn't want anyone to feel bad for you, you just wanted to make others happy
>Even still, it's a very sensitive subject, and you didn't notice that you backed into the wall
>Your firey mane ignites the wall, startling you and Anon
>"NO! My house!"
He looks around for a fire extinguisher, coming up empty
>Anon's house is burning down right in front of you
>And it was all your fault 
>Maybe you really are worthless, like dad said...
>Absorbed in your thoughts, you didn't notice Anon coming after you with a water spritzer
>"You stupid whorse! Just leave me alone! I don't want you here, nobody wants you here, why don't you just go and DIE."
>Water is super painful to your body, especially to your mane
>He chases you out of the house, still spraying at you
>But hey
>It's kind if like you're playing tag
>For a moment, you could almost feel what it was like to play with a friend
>You can't help but smile, because
>At least you could pretend
>And no matter what, you're going to make mommy proud, and make a friend
>In this life
>Or the next.

FIN