VOLCANO HIGH. 10:30

 

 

-HEY LOSER! RUN LIKE NARUTO!- shouted a brown triceratop making his friends laugh.

 

-I bet he's one of those guys who collects " jars"- said a raptor girl to her friend as she walked away with her friend.

 

-Why does he still come to school? You have to have balls to come back after such bullshit.- said another student to his friend to his left, who just laughed under his breath and uttered a few insults before they both left.

 

All these insults were just a sign of the harsh "love" that Volcano High students were giving to the only human student after his embarrassing pictures involving Anime waifus were leaked. This student now found himself staring at his locker door in front of him. The metal door of his locker was scrawled from top to bottom with all sorts of insults, jokes, and poorly drawn penises of all sizes, something that surprised the human since it hadn't been long since his doxing. Only a full week. But every day felt like the first time: insults, jokes, a bit of vandalism and aggression with projectiles from a distance. Even though today was Friday, the situation didn't seem to be under control. 

 

-Jesus Raptor .... And we're barely half a day into school...- muttered the human as he stood there staring at his locker. The young bald human was now not only ignoring or trying to ignore the insults and mockery of his classmates, as he recapitulated everything that had happened in the past week:

 

- "Alright... let's see: my ass was doxing, it was Fang of all fucking people and I haven't seen her since that day, I fell down the stairs and almost broke my neck.... But my whole body still hurts like shit after a fucking week, I owe Trish $50 for helping me pay for the cap that got us home....  I kissed Trish in my apartment and we made our relationship official." 

 

Anon's train of thought paused for a moment to think about this last thing: Trish. Her friend. The only girl he ever really felt something with and apparently it's reciprocated... And he just had to go through the worst humiliation of his life, look like an asshole in front of the whole school, almost killing himself by falling down the stairs and now being a social pariah for the rest of the school year.... Well, although the latter he was used to. 


He was lucky that at least Principal Spears took the trouble to reprimand anyone who messed with the human but that only translates to they're only going to limit themselves to mocking him from a distance and filling everything with his name on it with poorly drawn penises and his poor locker is evidence enough. But back to Trish, they didn't get along at first and now they're more than friends. Right now she's hunting down the idiot who threw the can on her head yesterday but promised to be with the human by lunchtime. 

 


-"If only you would "hunt down" the right person who did this to me...- said Anon reluctantly opening his locker and grabbing a few things for his upcoming classes. After closing his locker, a shadow loomed over the human.

 


-Anon... hey... how you holding up, buddy?- said the student president Naser and Fang's younger brother, awkwardly. 

 


Naser spent the last week trying to comfort the human as best he could, perhaps because he somehow felt guilty about what had happened. Every day Naser made sure to tell him how sorry he was for everything that had happened and to please not hate Fang for what he did and the brown ptero made sure that no one bothered him during class, which was not very successful as they kept teasing the human. But today it seemed that the broken-winged ptero was looking a bit perturbed, as if he hadn't been able to sleep the other night.

 

-Not much Naser, just trying to get through the day," Anon said wearily, lifting his pack onto his back.

 


-I hear you, man.... Things have been very complicated with Fang lately....- said Naser somewhat exasperated. -As you know, she... doesn't come to school anymore.- said Naser, crossing his arms.

 


-I know she's suspended, Naser.- said Anon sarcastically. 

 


-It's not that, actually. .... Spears didn't suspend her.- said Naser raising his hands. -Since we are seniors and thanks to Fang's grades, Spears decided not to suspend her, but she doesn't really want to go back to school. It's hell at home right now.... Her screaming with dad and running around instead of going to class. I even suspect she's taking money from my mother....- said Naser between annoyed and embarrassed by Fang's attitude.

 

Anon was somewhat perplexed by the attitude that Fang had adopted. Obviously the human didn't even want to see her in pictures, but he didn't think that this destruction was going to be transferred to his house and his brother Naser either. 

 

-I'm sorry to hear that Naser... really, I just...-Anon wrinkled his mouth a little trying to find an answer but he couldn't find anything. The human didn't really care what Fang did but a part of him, maybe his rational side, was telling him to at least try to make amends, at least for Trish's sake.

 

-I understand you Anon... it's just that it's all so difficult. After Fang showed your... "private pictures"- Naser looked away uncomfortably before looking at the human again. -Dad was furious when he was called because of what Fang did... he practically had a stress peak and when they went to look for Fang... well... let's just say that even my mother, who is very calm, also screamed her head off.- Naser sounded defeated and had a hard time remembering something that had happened only a few days ago.  -Since that day Fang is very erratic, she runs away from home and doesn't obey anything... My parents don't know what to do with her anymore... and neither do I.- Naser turned his head to look away, feeling the tears threatening to come out but he didn't want the human to see him like that. 

 

Anon let out a little air, already annoyed by the situation and more anxious to go somewhere else than listen to his friend's intrafamilial problems.

 

-Look Naser... whatever happens, I want you to know that I don't hold anything against you. You had nothing to do with this....- Anon stood up straight as he continued. -Now... on Fang's side.... After what she did I don't think I can forgive her but I don't hate her for what she did either... I'm sorry she's giving you a hard time, man. 

 

Those were the few words of encouragement the human felt he could give back to Naser and while he wished he could add more, he didn't really feel like he could do more. Right now he was the only person who felt how abrasive the school environment was and how your private life was exposed to thousands of people (again) and all for what? Because somehow Fang was seeing Anon as a potential "threat" to her, Trish and her band, when he was the complete opposite and maybe the only person who helped them really get better with their stuff.

As Anon thought about this last, the indignation began to grow inside him and he decided to leave the subject alone... as he had to meet someone today: Trish. She and Reed were waiting for him in the cafeteria right now and he didn't want to keep them waiting.

 

-Look Naser, I really appreciate your support... But I think you have more important things to attend to than looking out for me. I assure you, things will get better. See you later, man - Anon patted one of Naser's shoulders and said goodbye to the brown ptero who kept looking at him with a sad and dejected expression. 

 

 


The human managed to dodge the wave of insults and mocking as he arrived at the Volcadera cafeteria and after opening the cafeteria doors he quickly made his way to his place, trying to avoid the mocking looks of some students. The human could see his target: Trish, she was sitting alone with a neutral expression looking at her cell phone, on the table where she and the gang always crashed. It was rare to see her alone since she was usually always with Reed or... Fang. Anon let these thoughts slip away and quickly walked over to her place.

 

-Hey you...- said Anon smiling genuinely for the first time all day. The human sat down in front of Trish and set his backpack down. The trigga girl lifted her face and gave the human a lazy smile before putting her cell phone down for a minute. 

 

-Hey Skinnie... How are you holding up?- Trish said, smiling back at the human.


Technically Trish and Anon were "boyfriend and girlfriend" but they still didn't have the time to formally date. Mainly due to the fiasco that was Anon's doxxing and Trish's impromptu hunt against the fools who taunted Anon but there was something else . Anon could tell how distant Trish was feeling. Something was bothering her.

 

-Like shit... but that's not new... and you...?-  Anon reached out to take Trish's hand and caress her ring finger. The human liked to do that and he also liked how Trish's hand was considerably smaller than the human's. 

 

Trish let herself be pleased by the human and closed her hand with Anon's before continuing to speak.

 


-I just haven't found that stupid Chad to shove that can of soda up his ass yet.-  Trish said aggressively, remembering how Anon fell down the stairs and almost killed himself.

 

-Hey, it's okay Trish. It doesn't matter anymore, you don't have to. It's in the past. Seriously.- Anon squeezed Trish's hand firmly. He liked the feel of the warmth of the girl's hand and it was also a whole new world of sensations for the human. Needless to say, he was a complete social inept and never had a girlfriend and meeting Trish, truth be told, left the human with a bittersweet feeling. 

 

-"Maybe... she in my life was the reward for all the shit that's happened to me since... well, since I've been around-" was something the human had been thinking about since the doxing incident. But maybe it was something he felt since he and Trish started getting closer and closer.  


-Anon...-


Maybe things weighed one way and Anon was thankful that at least Trish was with him.... There was also Reed but he was certainly just a friend.


-Anon...?-


Although Anon had insecurities about how things would turn out as he was afraid of screwing up or maybe pushing Trish away or her realizing that he is a stupid autistic.


-HEY SKINNIE! WAKE UP-

 


That high-pitched voice snapped Anon out of his stupor and the human now looked at the source of that voice: It was Trish who was looking at him, between strange and a bit angry at Anon's sudden mental pause.

 

-Ahh... what? Sorry, I guess I was thinking...- said Anon, sorry and lowering his gaze. The human was still holding Trish's hand.

 

-No, Shit. And I thought your mumbling was just because you're an autistic dork.- Trish said sarcastically but smiling at Anon's nonsense.

 

-Ohhh shit... I mumbled?-  said Anon, closing his eyes in embarrassment.

 

-Relax, you didn't say anything weird... Just that I'm the best thing that ever happened in your life, skinnie. 
Trish reached out her free hand and grabbed one of Anon's cheeks and pulled it playfully.  The only thing Anon felt besides the slight pain was an embarrassment almost comparable to his doxing.

 

-Ok... stop embarrassing me.- said Anon rubbing his cheek.

 

-Then patch your mouth with duct tape Skinnie.- said Trish now clasping both hands together but looking affectionately at the human. Trish's tail wagged slightly up and down. 

 

-I would, if I wasn't too broke to have duct tape.- said the human still blushing.

 

-You're a dork Skinnie.-  although Trish's smile was initially wide, it quickly faded and the girl merely crossed her legs and stared at nothing. Obviously that gesture surprised Anon and he sat up in his seat to speak to the trigga girl.

 

-Hey...- said the human gently to get the attention of the girl, who gave him back a wet-eyed look. -Something's bothering you, isn't it trigga?- Anon let go of Trish's hand but sat up in his seat to give her his full attention. 

 

The trigga girl just pursed her lips and looked down, as if trying to find a satisfactory answer by staring at her empty food tray. After a few seconds the girl was able to answer back to Anon:

 

-You know... it's... it's Fang, Anon...- said Trish trying not to lose her composure but she was finding it very difficult.  The girl hadn't felt such a rush of emotions since her failed concert but this time she felt not only anger but also a bitter sadness for everything that had happened and certainly beating up some fools wasn't going to help her emotions.

 

-Mmmm.... I see...- said Anon looking away. The human already guessed where this was going but he had to confront Trish about the situation sooner or later, after all she was her best friend. -Have you talked to them lately?- the human asked his girlfriend cautiously.

 

Trish took a few seconds to answer and her fingers reached for Anon's hand but she decided to pull her hand away.

 

-A few days ago I talked to them... but now... now... ....- Trish's voice was trembling and she was afraid of breaking there but after taking a breath she was able to continue. -Fang... its really bad Anon....

 

"Just now you realize?"- thought Anon with sarcasm and after rolling his eyes he looked at the girl again.

 

-Trish... I want you to know that what happened was not your fault.- Anon grabbed Trish's hand again and even though the girl felt relieved by the human's touch she still felt a lack of it.

 

-It's that... it's that, she told me... she told me she was angry. - Trish's voice surprised the human. Not only because Trish sounded very vulnerable, but it was also the first time Trish referred to her friend with female pronouns. 

 

-Trish...- The human didn't know how to comfort his girlfriend. He was very socially awkward and this kind of things he didn't understand well and in a way he didn't have to, after all he was the one who was doxed and made to look like a disgusting otaku in front of the whole school.

 

-Look Anon... I don't want you to understand, but I don't want you to think badly of Fang either- said Trish with a sad and indignant tone.

 

-"Fuck, I mumbled again?" thought Anon biting his lip.

 

-Trish, look... believe it or not, I don't hold a grudge against Fang- Anon rolled his eyes at her statement because even though it was true... in part, he still resented the non-binary punk ptero.

 

-Anon, I swear I'm going to sew your mouth shut with the cafeteria spaghetti if you don't stop mumbling like a retard. - Trish squeezed Anon's hand hard making it hurt the human. But she quickly loosened her grip. -But... I can't blame you for anything... after all Fang did something unforgivable to you. ....- Trish's voice sounded defeated but before Anon asked for a reply the girl stood up from her seat, leaving a confused and stunned Anon.

 

-Trish, wait,- said Anon trying to get the girl to stay but she had already made up her mind. 

 

-I'm sorry Skinnie... but I really want to be alone right now. I'll talk to you later, okay?- Trish said this last with just enough persuasion to reassure Anon. The girl approached the human and after kissing him on the cheek she started her journey out of the cafeteria. 

 

Anon just resigned himself to watch the girl leave while he was left alone with his thoughts, sitting at that dirty table in the cafeteria. 

 

-"This week sure won't give me any breaks...."- muttered Anon turning back again to silently reflect. The crowded cafeteria echoed in the loneliness of the human who right now was invisible enough for no one to disturb him or notice his sad expression on his face. 

 

 


Anon found himself walking through the halls of Volcadera as he shuffled his feet and stared at the floor. Even the insults and jokes of the other students didn't faze the human who was now having a storm of intrusive thoughts. And they were all about Trish. His girlfriend. The girl he had been with officially for a week now and now she was deliberately avoiding him.

 

"Well done Anon...it's been a week since you had your first girlfriend and now she can't even see you" - the human muttered loudly walking briskly with no direction to go anywhere. After crossing one of the corridors parallel to the rooftop he could see how a familiar figure descended the stairs.

 

-Hey bro, how are you?- coughed the raptor Reed his words, staring at the human. Reed's eyes were completely red and the dino reeked of... whatever he had gotten himself into.

 

-Reed...? Man, were you on the terrace all morning?- the human asked, looking his friend up and down. The raptor looked disheveled and a bit dirty or at least dirtier than usual and even though he kept his relaxed attitude, Anon could notice that Reed looked very slowed down... or at least more than usual.

 

-Man, like... I was up there meditating... Have you ever tried it? It's great to clear your mind... and it's a beautiful day.-  said Reed smiling at the human who was looking at him with a poker face. 

 

-Yes... I can see it Reed... and smell it too.- Anon waved his hand to wipe away the bad smell of whatever shit Reed had been getting up there... Reed! It's not even 13pm and right now you're super stoned. What the fuck?- the human questioned his raptor friend's decisions. It was already common that Reed was always into "something", as far as the human could remember, he never smoked inside the school facilities or at least he waited for the day to end so he could smoke something.

 


-Ahhh relex man, for now we don't have any important assignments.... Besides, it's still the beginning of the week...- Reed said this while coughing frantically, letting out the smoke that was still in his lungs. -I have a whole system to go unnoticed.-  Reed finished saying this and pulled out of his back pockets some kind of eye drops and a dog deodorant. 

 

The expression on Anon's face alternated between amusement, indignation, and a bit of strangeness at his friend's attitude. But now that the human wondered, it had been days since he'd heard from Reed or what he was doing after the human's ass was doxed. But right now all Anon could think about was his distraught Lilliputian girlfriend.

 

-Look Reed, I'd love to stay and talk to you... but I'm looking for Trish. Have you seen her?- said Anon ignoring the fact that Reed was completely wasted and that if he didn't report it he could get in trouble.

 

-Mmmm.... Trish?- he said as he sprayed deodorant all over his body. That fragrance made Anon cough from how strong and invasive it was. -Mmm now that you mention it... I haven't been seeing her lately...- Reed's tone seemed dejected, almost sorrowful.

 

-Really? You didn't see her this morning?- the human asked again as he watched his friend put on his eye drops. 

 

-Nah men... I don't see her or Fang since .... Since....- Reed's tone was now somber. The pink dino looked down in sorrow before turning to look at his human friend. -You know... since that shit Fang did to you....

 

Anon just folded his arms at his friend's revelation and partly saw it coming since after all Reed is also part of the group. 

 

-So .... All you've been doing these days was get haigh in carfe?- Anon said sarcastically, expecting some laughter from his friend or witty comment but that didn't happen. Nothing really happened. What did happen was that Reed stayed quietly in his place and folded his arms, visibly embarrassed. The pink raptor's throat closed up and some tears were threatening to come out now.

 

-I'm sorry Anon.... I...am a useless friend....- Reed's voice was one of utter sorrow, not at all like his usual carefree tone. 

 

Anon was surprised at his friend's apology and after clicking he could finally understand what happened: Reed all this time was smoking his sorrows out, perhaps as an attempt to console himself for not having done anything after his group of close friends practically broke up in front of him. 

 

-"Reed felt guilty about what happened"- thought Anon, looking at his friend. - "Maybe he feels that way since ....Agh...Good job Anon, you're not only neglecting Trish but also the few people who still care about your otaku ass"- Anon was berating himself for being so inconsiderate but he wasn't going to sit idly by either.

 

-Reed look, nothing that happened is your fault. NOTHING. - said the human firmly looking at his friend who was now giving him all the attention he could get. - You didn't know anything about Fang's plans to fuck with my life... I'm sure you wouldn't have participated if you had known... You're a victim in this too, man....- Anon put a reassuring hand on his friend's shoulder. -So please... Stop smoking this shit or at least don't do it at school. You'll get in trouble if they see you in this state.

 

Reed looked down ashamed that his friend found him like this, but he knew his friend was right, he couldn't be using the carfe as an escape route from the situation. He had to stop being a spectator and try to help at least a little.

 

-Man... thanks Anon... I... I'm really sorry things turned out the way they did. Believe me, if there's anything I can do to help, I will...- said Reed finally feeling a bit of optimism at last in his being. Or maybe it was the carfe still in his system?


-Great .... - Anon smiled for his friend. - Maybe you could send Fang a message.... Trish is very worried about her and also blames herself for what happened.

 

-Oooh man, that sucks... but then again, Trish was always very protective of Fang... I've never seen her so hung up on someone like that since... well, since you showed up, dude...- Reed finally regained his relaxed tone but those last words made Anon blush and he gave a chagrined chuckle at the comment.

 

-Well... haha... You know... You could say that Trish and I... are dating now...- said Anon feeling his ears warm. Reed gave him a wide-eyed look of surprise.

 

-REALLY!? Dude... like, Congratulations! You and Trish always had great chemistry together. Also, it was kind of obvious- Reed laughed as he scratched his ear but Anon was still feeling the cringe from the comment. 


-Ok man, thanks for the words.- Anon said feeling embarrassed but glad that his friend was supportive of his new relationship with Trish. -But look... Trish... maybe she feels the same way you do: guilty about what happened. But you know how she is, she's too proud to admit it...- Anon crossed his arms and his friend Reed did the same but in his case also his tail bounced from left to right.

 

-I feel you man, the situation is tough... But Trish isn't running away or backing down either. Just give her some time to sort out her thoughts. - Reed's voice now seems confident, almost unnoticeable the fact that he is stoned out of his mind right now.

 

-Thats.... Could be right. - said Anon, not quite sure of his friend's words, but in part the pink raptor had a point. Trish wasn't a girl who escaped conflict and she made sure to find the best solution for the greater good. Hell, she even went after the idiots one by one who taunted him when his ass was doxed. 

 

The human and raptor exchanged a few more words before each headed off to their respective classes, but not before agreeing that they would each do something about it with each of their friends. Reed would talk to Fang and Anon would try to comfort Trish. Both were determined that their group would not disband, or at least that neither would suffer in silence while the others floated into nothingness.

 


The school bell ended up marking the end of classes at Volcan High and while the students were now progressively leaving the campus, the only human student was leaning against the wall of the school's entrance waiting for his purple girlfriend, visibly anxious and with his cell phone in his hand watching the time.

 

- "Fuck... It's been almost 20 minutes since we left.... Please Trish..."- muttered Anon looking at his cell phone one last time before putting it in his pocket but still anxious.

 

A few more minutes passed before Trish made her presence known by walking down the school stairs at a slow pace. The trigga girl's expression was stoic but also reflected some concern.

The girl didn't seem to notice that Anon was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.

 

-Trish- said Anon to the newcomer who looked a little confused but quickly smiled back at the human before turning to him.

 

-Hey Skinnie .... You missed me?- Trish said cheerfully to the human but still keeping her distance from him. 

 

-Of course-  Anon approached the girl to plant a kiss on Trish's cheek. Although the girl accepted the kiss, she ended up reproaching the human.

 

-Hey, not here, you silly ape... There are people watching- Trish's red cheeks betrayed her sorrow, but she didn't feel disgust either.

 

-As if I care what other people think... Come on, let's go! 

 

The couple were now making their routine walk home while talking about mundane things but Anon sensed something was going on. Trish who is usually quite effusive and liked to stick to the human today felt distant, limiting herself to commenting on what Anon was saying and only looking to the side. 

Anon, after walking a few blocks with Trish, stopped talking and they both just walked in silence for the rest of the way home.

After several minutes in silence the two teens finally arrived at Anon's apartment on Skin Row. The atmosphere of decaying Skin Row was a cause for concern for Anon, as today in particular they hadn't seen any vagrants or crackheads wandering around the area and the streets were particularly clean... very different from the shithole that was usually that part of town.

Anon took this as the calm before the storm.

 

-Ah... well... I'll... see you tomorrow Trish... Text me when you get home, yeah?- said Anon not knowing whether to kiss the girl goodbye or just go up to his apartment. 

Trish didn't seem to want either option and just stood in front of Anon looking at her own feet.

 

-Trish... Please talk to me. I know you feel guilty about what happened but please...I...- Anon wanted to wrap his arms around Trish's body but the girl suddenly pushed him away. The girl's tears now began to flow. 

 

-I... I... I feel so terrible.- Trish said with a broken voice. Anon's anxiety ended up paralyzing the human who didn't know what to do next, all this had been very sudden. 

 

-Trish...but... None of this is your fault...- Anon paused as Trish wore an angry expression on her face. 

 

-Don't you understand Skinnie? Of course it's my fault!-  Trish said, raising her voice in annoyance. -I was the one who pushed Fang to where they is now... I didn't realize it until this whole thing blew up... Don't you see? I'm a... Control Bitch and I ended up hurting my best friend and my boyfriend...- Trish was now crying her eyes out and Anon just watched her suffer in silence, stunned, not knowing what to do next.

 

Anon's mind was now a carousel of negative emotions and his eyes threatened to pop out of his face as he stared so intently at his girlfriend.  The human's hands were shaking and right now his only instinct was to grab Trish and never let go. 

And that's what he did.

Anon hugged Trish who tried to pull out of his grip but ended up accepting the human's grasp and not only that, she ended up clinging to Anon as she cried her sorrows against his chest.

 

-I'm so sorry Anon ....- said Trish between choked sobs against Anon's green jacket. The human only felt his heart beating like crazy and the words didn't come out of his mind, he didn't know what to say anyway.

 

-Trish... You don't have to be suffering alone... If you let me, I want to be with you to support you in all this... please...- Anon's words were a whisper but Trish managed to hear them. At least the girl could feel some comfort with Anon.

 

After a few minutes of cuddling, Trish was finally able to say a few choked words.

 

-I'm sorry Skinnie .... I'm a terrible person.- Trish said still with her head buried in Anon's chest.

 

-You're not, Trish.... You may have made a few mistakes but the fact that you are conscious, allows you to have the ability to change...- said Anon solemnly.  -"Fuck Anon, that sounded great, did you hear it on Saturnia's DLC?" thought Anon to himself, still clinging to his girlfriend.

 

-What if everything I've done so far was just for my own convenience? - Trish said, pulling away from Anon. -My relationship with Fang... our band... .... You....- Trish put her small hands on Anon's chest. -Right now I feel unable to accept that anything that happened wasn't a product of my...need to monopolize everything...- Trish spat this out with much indignation. 

 

-Trish, just listen to yourself... You never wanted this to happen... I understand, maybe your methods weren't the best but you only wanted what was best for the band. You didn't know any of this was going to happen. ....-

 

-Right now... I'm not so sure about that Skinnie...- Trish's sad voice felt like a whisper now but at least she wasn't crying anymore. After a few seconds the girl turned away from the human at last and after exhaling her tiredness she spoke again. -Sorry Anon... I need time to think about this, yes? See you Monday....- Trish gave Anon a quick kiss on the mouth as a goodbye before shuffling her feet down the street towards home. Although the human liked the gesture, he felt the kiss was very lazy, as if Trish only gave it to him out of commitment rather than genuine affection. Anon savored that bitter kiss for the rest of that day, from the time he said goodbye to the girl, to the time he ate dinner and played the rest of that night on his XRox, until he went to sleep.

But deep inside him, the human harbored the possibility that this kiss might be his last. And that terrified him to no end.

 

 

The days had flown by and in the blink of an eye it was already Monday.

The human Anon's routine was simple: he got up, took a bath (optional), had some breakfast and waited for Trish to go to school together... but that day didn't happen today. The human received a last minute message from Trish that she was going to be absent from their walk to school as she had several things to do first. At least she was going to show up for second period and they would have lunch together.

Although what should have been a surprise to Anon was not so much the case as the human had somewhat predicted that Trish would miss school. During the course of Saturday and Sunday, Anon tried to contact Trish through messages but most of the time Trish only gave simple and blunt answers, which only left a bad taste in the human's mouth as he thought that Trish might not want to talk to him.

Now Anon was rereading his last conversation he had with Trish, with the background noise of the noisy school cafeteria during lunch. Anon scrolled down each message hoping to find maybe some message he didn't know how to interpret or some sign of annoyance in Trish as to why her sudden attitude, but after reading the same message more than 20 times he gave up and turned off his cell phone and left it on the table.

He had barely touched his slice of pizza, which by now was practically brick-breaking construction material. 

 

-Broh... your pizza now looks like polystyrene plastic- said Reed, happily eating his lunch and looking at his friend's tray. The red raptor was the only company the human had at this fateful time.

 

-Fuck ....- said Anon lifting up his pizza to try to bite it and indeed: the thing could now cut diamonds because of how hard it was. Anon just dropped his food and left it on the tray before rubbing his brow from exhaustion. 

 

-Everything okay dude? You've been staring at your cell phone for the last hour ....- Reed eagerly chomped down on his last meat sandwich. The bird of prey then took a long sip of the contents of his metal thermos. 

 

-I'm worried, man....- said Anon as he folded his arms.

 

-It's about Trish, isn't it?- Reed gave Anon a sly smile in return, which didn't quite please his friend.

 

-Yeah, man. It's Trish.- said Anon, holding back the urge to give his friend a sarcastic comment for his stupid question. 

 

-Did you guys... get in a fight or something? It's weird that she's not here right now...- Reed while saying this took out from his backpack a taper with cheese sandwiches and started to devour them one by one. 

 

-Of course not... .... I think so...- said Anon not very convinced looking down. The human hoped it wasn't the case why Trish decided to absent herself from lunch without saying anything.

 

-Mmmm, do you want me to send her a message? Maybe she has things to do...

 

-Reed, don't you remember what we talked about the other day? Trish feels guilty about what Fang did.

 

-Ahh... of course, sure...-Reed said surprised, remembering that they had already had this conversation.

 

-Speaking of which, .... How are you doing? I hope you're not smoking shit here at school...- Anon said this in a low voice to avoid anyone hearing them.

 

-Great, dude. I'm not smoking since last Friday...- Reed said triumphantly as he stuffed his mouth with food and downed it all with his drink. 

 

-I can see it Reed ....- said Anon, surprised by his friend's voracious appetite. -You skipped breakfast, didn't you? 

 

-Naaaa man, I'm just getting a little more protein.- As he said this Reed took a big gulp of whatever he had in his metal thermos and before Anon could say it, the bird of prey spoke. -It's orange juice, that's all, broh.- Reed smiled at his human friend who just gave him a poker face.

 

-"Well, at least he's not stoned... But if he keeps eating like that he'll be rolling by the end of the year."- thought the human as he looked down at his cell phone again. 

And again, nothing.

 

No message from his girlfriend. Apart from his first message of the morning, right now he had nothing new. Anon anxiously opened and closed applications, as well as advertisements for food brands, clothing and the advertisement for the concert of a band called: "Oil Staind".

 

-You know broh... maybe you should just give Trish some space- Reed commented, looking at his friend in distress.

 

- "Space...? That's all I've been giving her since last Friday, man"- muttered Anon, thinking Reed wouldn't hear him.

 

-I've known Trish for longer, man. .... sometimes when she can't handle things she tends to isolate herself from others. You're going to see how she'll eventually come around when she lets it all out.- Reed gave a little burp after saying this and smiled somewhat embarrassed by this. 

 

Anon wasn't sure what to do next but maybe his raptor friend had a point. He's known Trish longer than the human and yes, Trish is too proud to seek help or want someone to protect her. But Anon wanted to be with her to help her in any way he could, he didn't want to be just a spectator. No one was there for him when it was the Rock Bottom disaster... and as for his recent aftermath at Volcano High, Trish was with him for moral support and it was at that point that they bonded their relationship.

 

-"I don't want to be just a spectator anymore.... I don't want to pretend I don't care about things...."- said Anon scratching his forehead while thinking about what his friend Reed said. 

 

-You're going to see how things are going to turn out dude... Hey, practically no one is bothering you anymore- Reed happily spread his hands out to emphasize this before lowering them to grab his metal thermos. -Bad times don't last forever...-the raptor took another sip from his metal thermos.

 

-My locker exploding with dick scrawls says otherwise Reed....- said Anon between amusement and discomfort, glancing back at his phone to see if he had a new message.

 

The rest of the lunch hour the human just watched his cell phone and watched Reed go back and forth for water to fill his thermos with cheap instant orange juice. 

 

 

When the bell rang, the two friends got ready to go to their respective classes. In the case of the human, he spent some classes alone since he had no partner, at least for science Dr. Farnsworth took pity on his ass and let him work alone for the rest of the semester but in music he was in trouble, his grades were a disaster and he hardly understood anything. The human was lucky that his teacher Mr. Jingo was very permissive and let him do whatever he wanted but even so his grades were always on the edge of a fail. 

 

-"Shit... maybe if I had Trish in music to help me with this my grades wouldn't suck so much," thought Anon aggressively shuffling his feet through the halls of the school. A crazy thought crossed the human's mind but was quickly dismissed: it was one where maybe Fang could help him with the music homework, that is if it wasn't for the fact that she hates his guts and is now suspended for trying to screw with the human's life. -"Maybe in the multiverse there is one where she is kind to me..." - muttered Anon while smiling at that absurd thought.

 

-Hi Anon! -said the sweet voice of a cheerful Naomi appearing to Anon's left, surprising the human but not scaring him.

 

-Ahh Naomi... I haven't seen you there. ....- said Anon without much encouragement when he saw the newcomer. He wasn't in the mood to put up with the fake interest of the Parasaurus girl. 

 

-Oh I'm sorry Anon, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable- said Naomi in her best rehearsed voice and making a fake face of dismay. -You know, I'm sorry about everything that happened in the auditorium... I don't think we had time to talk about it. I had no idea what Fang was about to do- perhaps those words were the closest the girl ever came to being honest with the human.

 

-"Obviously she was going to talk to me about my doxing"- thought Anon in annoyance. The human didn't want to talk about what had happened and had almost turned the page but here was Naomi to remind him again of his misery.

 

-Look Naomi... it's ok, I don't blame you for anything. What Fang did was... fuck up but well, it's all in the past now- said Anon trying not to sound defeated but he really didn't want to talk about it.

 

-I'm sure you do, Anon. .... But speaking of Fang- Naomi's tone changed to another one, one that Anon couldn't identify but reminded him of some of his old Bullys from his old school when they spoke to him in a passive-aggressive tone. -You weren't his friend...? I know you hang out with Trish and her group a lot since you got here...- Naomi said this while checking her nails and lowering her gaze. Anon found all this suspicious.

 

-I mean, yeah... we shared the same group but we never got along. .... She never liked me...- muttered Anon feeling the frustration emerge from his body but decided to ignore it.

 

-Oooh, don't tell me... Mmm I was surprised when all this happened, really. I always knew Fang was short tempered but I didn't think she would do something like this to someone close to her either... And I just thought maybe you could help her come out of her shell- said Naomi lowering her hand and staring at the human.

 

-I'm sorry? What do you mean by that...?

 

-You know... she never had many friends and maybe it would have been good for her to interact with more people...- Naomi said this quickly, in an almost mechanical way. -Naser right now... is suffering because of her... -this last one the parasaur said softly but you could feel the girl's contempt for Fang.

 

Anon stared at the girl for a few seconds without answering her right away, trying to process what the girl was saying but before he could answer her back, the girl spoke again.

 

-You did something to Fang?- asked Naomi in an accusatory tone but keeping your passive aggressive tone.

 

-WHAT? Of course not...- said Anon raising his voice, incredulous of what the girl was telling him. -Why the fuck are you asking me this?

 

-Well Anon, it's strange everything that happened between you two and the truth is that your stupidities are starting to affect Naser and consequently me too.- Naomi folded her arms and for the first time showed the human a sincere emotion: anger and indignation. - I'm asking you again.... What did you do to Fang to make her mad at you?- Naomi said this with an even angrier tone. Anon started to get angry too, looking at the girl, unable to believe that the girl had the nerve to reproach him when he was the victim of all this.

 

-I didn't do shit to Fang, Naomi... I don't know what Naser is going through but I assure you I had nothing to do with any of Fang's shit...- Anon's tone was flat but he was holding back his growing anger.

 

-Anon... I know you're not the most... "brilliant" human but you have to understand that people don't just explode one day like Fang did for no particular reason.-  Naomi said nonchalantly, resuming her relaxed pose.

 

-Well, Fuck You Naomi, it's not my fault that your boyfriend's sister is a bipolar bitch,.- said Anon with hate in his voice and proceeded to move away from the girl.

 

-We're not done here yet, Anon.- Naomi said, putting herself in the way so Anon wouldn't escape.

 

-What the fuck do you want from me Naomi? I don't have anything else to add about it.- said Anon, already dressed and looking at the time on his cell phone.

 

-You still don't get it, do you? Of course not... and you call yourself Trish's "boyfriend"? Uhm...You're still the same loser from the first day you crashed here, Anon.- said Naomi with contempt in her voice. - And before you ask me... No, I didn't ask Reed or anyone else. You and Trish are so close it's disgusting...- Naomi finished saying this and shoved the human with her tail and pushed him against the lockers as she walked away.

 

-"Fucking Peach Bitch..." muttered Anon as he watched the girl walk away from him. 

 

Anon wondered what the fuck had happened and why Naomi suddenly decided to be a bitch to him. Maybe he should talk to Naser, after all he hadn't spoken to the brown pterodactyl in a long time and he was probably the one suffering the most about the Fang thing.

 

The human walked in the opposite direction to Naomi and went to his new class, hoping he wasn't too late.

 

 

 

-DAMMIT, THAT'S IT!- said Anon kicking the door of his apartment. The only thing besides the human in there was his pet RAYmba and a couple of dead cockroaches in the kitchen sink. 
Anon was closing the door to his apartment with the same leg he kicked it and throwing his backpack on the bed. The human was feeling widespread discomfort from recent events: 

 

One; Trish wasn't giving him any signs of life and seemed to be avoiding him.

Two: Naomi gave him shit in the halls of the school and reprimanded him for Fang's attitude.

Three: Mister Jingo reprimanded him for being late for class.

Four: Trish seemed to be avoiding him. The girl sent him a message at the end of the day telling him that she was leaving early and not to wait for her outside the school.

 

-Shit....- Anon looked at his cell phone and felt his anxiety grow as he saw that Trish only sent him a terse message of disdain saying only: "See you later". 

 

Anon left his cell phone on top of his desk and didn't even bother to charge it. The human lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling.

 

-Jesus raptor... I don't understand this girl. First she wants to be attached to me and now she avoids me like a rabid monkey...- muttered the human, closing his eyes. -This means we're done...? She wants nothing to do with me? She's ghosting me?- Anon opened his eyes, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. Anon tried not to let his feelings get the best of him but the feeling that he was being discarded didn't sit well with him. 

 

-We are no longer... nothing? What the fuck do I do now?- Anon muttered sitting on the bed and looking down at the floor. After a few minutes of frustration, the human felt an improper discharge of dopamine. -I shouldn't be sorry for normie shit... She's avoiding me? Well, Fuck that!- Anon got up from his bed and started to walk around his room. - I'm a free man now, I can shitpost, play all the video games I want and stay up as late as I want without having to watch what I do or try to impress anyone... I can be me again.- Anon said perhaps a little too effusively. -Yes... that's it! I can be me again... go back to my roots and not let anyone fuck with me...- Anon began to move around the room, restless but feeling his spirits renewed. All while RAYamba watched him from his little box on his desk -I can be me again...! - Anon exclaimed again with a smile on his face.

 

-"Back to being me" thought Anon, now feeling his spirits faltering.

-"Back...to being me?"- Anon was on automatic now but he couldn't stop thinking about this last thought.

- "Back to .... To this"? 

 

Anon stopped and leaned against the wooden door of his apartment and began to think about what his words implied. Did he really want to go back to where he was before? Back to that... loneliness plastered with hobbies that only made him procrastinate all day? Back to where he was before after getting a taste of what it felt like to have a group of friends and someone who wanted to be with you? 

 

Anon's eyes threatened to burst into tears at his sudden revelation and the little impulse of domapine now diluted into the bitter pessimism of a reality he couldn't let go of. 

 

- "For the first time I find something great in my life... I... I don't want to go back to my pathetic self"- the human put his hands to his face to hold back the intrusive thoughts that threatened to drive him mad.

 

-FUCK! - shouted Anon feeling tears filling his eyes. The human sat down on the ground, still against the wooden door. 

 

Anon looked around his dingy room, he had been living as a hermit for several weeks and realized that he had never even cleaned or swept his apartment. But what for? Hardly anyone visited him and the few times he ever tidied up his garbage can it was because Trish was visiting but without her now, Anon had no more excuses to clean.

 

-Excuses .... For what? Now...there's nothing else to do...- Anon's depressed tone threatened to bring tears to his eyes but he didn't feel like crying anymore. 

 

Anon got up from his place and rubbed his eyes to get rid of his sadness. The human took his keys out of his pocket and quickly left his apartment. He didn't want to be locked up in his filth now, he wanted to go outside, anywhere, but far away from his golden cage he called "home".

 

 

Anon had been walking for several blocks now, he decided not to take public transportation and simply walked aimlessly. He had never ventured down Skin Row before and the reasons were obvious but since it was still light outside and there were still people on the streets, he decided to take a chance but he hadn't stayed in the area for long. Anon walked north towards downtown and after dodging drug addicts, dino prostitutes and transvestites, mountains of garbage and a foul smell of urine he was finally in downtown Volcadera. A couple of blocks from Mous' restaurant. The human crossed the next street, passing billboards and a banner advertising Volcadera's upcoming music festival. 

 

-Fuck, I think I've been walking for like... 1 hour- Anon said to himself as he walked a few steps before stopping near a "Hot Dog" stand. -Fuck I'm tired .... and very out of shape I just started walking...- said the human without seeing the person behind him.

 

-Well, walking is a complete exercise routine. If you do it often, it will do you good- said the calm voice of a woman looking at the human strangely.

Anon was startled by the voice and stared at the woman in front of him, a mustard-colored dinosaur woman, perhaps in her thirties. The woman wore a chef's hat and stood behind a fast food cart that read, "TRACY HOT DOGS and More." 

 

-Looks like you've had a long day, kiddo.- Tracy said, smiling at the human who was now looking at her questioningly but curiously. Tracy's accent was distinctly southern.

 

-Ahh well... Ah... Ah... EJEM...- Anon coughed out his nervousness before answering the woman. -I went for a walk ... I wanted to clear my mind.- said Anon lowering his gaze to scan the woman and look her in the eyes again.

 

Tracy was quiet for a few seconds staring at the human, analyzing the young human as he did with her.

 

-It's about a girl... isn't it?-  Tracy smiled at his comment and Anon began to get nervous.

 

-What? How? .... How did you...?- Anon mumbled quickly, looking at the woman in front of him.

 

-Ohh honey, in my humble business one serves a multitude of clients. Each one with a different problem... and looking at you, I realize that you have a lot of insecurities on your back...- said Tracy solemnly. -Besides... did you go for a walk on a Monday at 7:30 p.m.? I assume you got out of school and wandered around until you got here .... Or am I wrong? - the woman finished saying while her flirtatious southern tone echoed in the ears of the human who could not believe how that woman had practically deciphered it almost in its entirety.

 

-Well .... Yes....- said Anon in defeat lowering his gaze. -"And now the girl at the hot dog stand is giving me a free psychology session. Bravo Anon, you get better and better every day". 

 

-Well, ANON... honey, I'm not a psychologist.- Tracy said, eyeing the human for his mumbling. -I'm just a food businesswoman with an eye for customers...but I can give you a tip, baby...if you buy me a Hot Dog...-the woman smiled as she tapped her kitchen utensil on the small platter where she kept the boiled sausages. 

 

Anon gave the woman a poker face and if it weren't for the fact that he had been wandering around like a fool for hours and was indeed hungry, he would have walked away from the perceptive woman.

 

-You know what? Give me one with...- Anon didn't finish saying what kind of hot dog he wanted because Tracy already had Anon's order: a plain hot dog with mayonnaise and fries. The human looked at the order strangely, because it was just what he wanted.

 

-Humans always ask me for the same hot dog, it seems to be a universal flavor among you. .... That's why I call it " Complete Skinnie"- the woman snorted proudly of her fast food dish but Anon just turned his smile at the woman's cheek -Oh that would be 3 bucks, honey.- said Tracy extending the sausage to Anon.

 

The human with annoyance extended one hand and with the other pulled a 5 dollar bill out of his pocket and handed it to Trish. The woman gave the human his food before smiling back.

 

-But you know, you're still young... I'm not saying your love isn't worth anything, but as a tip from an old gal like me. Like you, that girl also has her own issues to solve and conflicts in her head... If that girl really loves you, she will come back to you but in the meantime you just give her... her space...- Tracy finished saying this and took out a can of Pepsi and gave it to the human. -The house invites honey, don't worry.

 


Anon just ate and drank his processed food while Tracy gave him some advice regarding his love situation. The human would have said something but he was too busy tasting his food and was also a little embarrassed that Tracy had deciphered it to perfection and she had only seen him for 10 minutes. He hadn't even said anything to her about Trish.

When the human finished his meal, he left the leftovers in Tracy's small trash can and said goodbye to the woman to return home before it got too dark.

 

-Relax, honey. The bad times will pass... you'll see that they will!- the woman said as she watched the human walk away without looking back.

 

Meeting that woman was a strange experience but Anon felt somewhat relieved to have had some words of encouragement from someone who might be able to give him proper advice. The woman reminded him a little of his director Spears. Maybe he should talk to him for some advice... but right now he just wanted to get home and go to bed early.

 

At least that hot dog was delicious.

 

 


 Days had passed since that particular encounter with the hot dog vendor but Anon somehow put his little piece of advice into practice, even though he had no choice because Trish still refused to see him or text him other than a terse "I'm fine". Although this discouraged Anon, he tried to overcome the words of encouragement from the eccentric fast food vendor and also from his friend Reed. Since he was theoretically going to wait for Trish to deign to talk to him, he wasn't going to sit  and do nothing. The human had already devised a plan to get Trish's attention again, he just needed to put it into practice but he was just waiting for the right moment. Anon patted his pocket to check if his wallet was still in his pants and indeed: it was still there, but the most important thing was its content. 

Right now the human was in science class, looking out the window, waiting for the hours to pass quickly as he gazed at the clouds in solitude. His octogenarian science teacher was asleep on his desk and all the other students were working quietly with their classmate. The expression on Anon's face was one of boredom but there was no anguish in his eyes, even the human was falling asleep and would have done so had it not been for the school's loudspeakers suddenly blasting and then the booming voice of their caveman headmaster sounded over the loudspeaker.

 

-ATTENTION EVERYBODY- roared Spears' voice over the speakers, startling several students and robbing Anon of his sleep, who now looked like he was about to have a heart attack from that scream. Meanwhile, Dr. Farnsworth didn't seem to have heard the caveman's voice because he barely moved after the speaker practically exploded with Spears' voice.

 

Anon settled back in his seat trying to calm his heart that was now bouncing in his chest.

 

-AS YOU ALL KNOW, NEXT MONTH! WILL BE WHAT IS POSSIBLY THE HIGHLIGHT OF YOUR TIME HERE AT VOLCANO HIGH! PROM! - boomed the loudspeaker making several students start to get excited in their seats, while Anon just raised his eyebrow in disbelief. -SO YOU BETTER PREPARE YOUR DAMN OUTFITS FOR THE EVENING!" with this last message the caveman's voice disappeared from the worn out loudspeaker.

 

The human was stunned thinking about what had just happened, but it seems that the rest of his companions did not think the same.

 

-Oh god, prom! Dude, I have to get my suit.

 

-Those tickets are very expensive....

 

-I have to go and invite Stacy, before someone else do it.

 

These were some of the comments that rang out enthusiastically in the classroom and Dr. Farnsworth continued to snore. 

 

-Prom .... Eh?- muttered Anon, feeling the heat rising in his body. 

 

The prom.

The Pinnacle of all high school adolescence.

The Culminating Moment to end such a decisive stage in life.

 

In other circumstances the human would have been extremely terrified since he is not exactly the most sociable person in the world and after his doxing no woman within a one kilometer radius would be willing to be in his range of vision, let alone go with him to prom. But as unbelievable as it may seem he still had a chance to get through all this and perhaps, end his senior year on a high note and not as a lonely loser. 

He just had to play his cards right to avoid another cataclysm. 

 

- "Mmm okay Anon, calm down .... Everything is going to be fine. Just... you need a plan to pull this off..."- Anon adopted a thoughtful pose as he put his elbows on top of the table. -Trish still doesn't seem to deign to see me... But I could interfere if I corner her in the halls or go to her house after school" the human mumbled, analyzing his possibilities. -"What the fuck am I thinking? I sound like a fucking stalker"- Anon looked down in embarrassment. -Unless a miracle happens... how the fuck am I going to get close to Trish? 

 

While the human was silently lamenting a new message rang on his cell phone, bringing him out of his little wailing. Anon reached for his cell phone and almost choked when he saw who it was.

It was Trish.

A new message from his girlfriend, who he hadn't spoken to properly in days.

 

- "Hey Skinnie! See you after school. I want to see you and talk. Don't be late you fucking ape"- Trish's terse message closed with a little purple heart next to the last word.

The human smiled awkwardly as he looked at the message and put down his cell phone. 

 

-"Well.... Thank you Jesus Raptor"- thought Anon smiling like a fool before this new opportunity that life presented him.

Although Anon for a few seconds he remained skeptical of that message.

 

-"Trish wants to talk to me... I've been trying to get in touch with her for days to do just that"- Anon muttered under his breath as he pushed the bad thoughts out of his bald head. -"Whatever, this is a great opportunity...and I'm not going to behave like a stupid autist, I'd better think about what I'm going to say to Trish and how I'm going to do it."

 

The rest of the science class the human spent rehearsing what he was going to say to his girlfriend, discarding the idea of reprimanding her for her absence and not bringing up the subject of Fang, at least for the moment.

When the day was over Anon was practically the first person to leave the school, dodging all the students in the school as he made his way to the exit. Before reaching the exit Anon suddenly stopped near the doorway. 

 

- "Alright... This is it Anon.... Act cool and don't look so desperate..."- Anon adjusted his clothes and rubbed his bald head remembering what he had rehearsed as he crossed the doorway to go see Trish. 

 

Looking straight ahead, Anon quickly descended the school's stairs and almost fell back down them. But luckily he avoided making a fool of himself and made it downstairs without further indication. 

Anon took a short pause and coughed as he moved away from the entrance to let the rest of the students pass. The human stood against the wall and decided to wait for Trish.

 

-"All right... I'd better text Trish... Maybe she's already out..." Anon pulled out his cell phone but didn't get to type his message because Trish appeared from his left.

 

-Skinnie!- said the Trigga girl, causing Anon to freak out and throw his cell phone in the air but Trish was able to catch it in mid-air to keep it from crashing to the ground. -Shit Anon... are you that nervous...?- said the girl gracefully as she gave the cell phone back to the human.

 

-Shit Trish... you scared me...- Anon grabbed her cell phone again and put it in her pocket. -Where did you come from?

 

-I was already here, you big monkey. You walked right past me and didn't even notice me...- Trish's tone was reproachful but her tail swished from left to right. -Are you nervous?  
Trish smiled with a sly tone looking at Anon.

 

-Mmm maybe, you know... We haven't seen each other for days.- said Anon looking back at Trish. The comment seemed to catch Trish off guard and she blushed and lowered her head in surprise.

 

-I know Skinnie... that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Come on...- Trish approached the human and wrapped her left arm around him to get him moving. 

 

Anon didn't say anything right away and just let the girl guide him to where she planned to take him. 

 

 


Good thing Trish decided to sit at the table under the air conditioner, otherwise her date, Anon, would have drowned in his own sweat. The human was nervous about this sudden "date" Trish decided to go on after school and although Anon was happy to see her again, it didn't stop the human from being one step away from an anxiety attack.

 

-Ahh... so... eh.... Dino Moes, huh? Great place to hang out for a while...- Anon slurred his words seeing how Trish looked at him strangely. -"Fuck, why am I so nervous? It's Trish, dammit... Your sexy ass trigga girlfriend....-- muttered Anon averting his gaze to the menu on his left.

 

-I heard you, you stupid monkey.- Trish said in a flat tone but flattered by Anon's compliment. A small blush was visible on her face. -Anon... it's okay. You don't have to worry about anything... I should be the one who should be... - Trish looked down and took Anon's hand to reassure the human. -It's fine... -Yeah? 

 

Trish's reassuring gesture calmed the human who at least felt more relieved. The two were now sitting in the same table they had shared the first time they had eaten at Mous. Even though it was almost 20:00, there were not many people in the place. The human after a few minutes finally relaxed, feeling Trish's fingers on his skin.

 

-Hey... it seems to me or your hand is hairier than the last time I saw you- said Trish mocking the hair on Anon's knuckles as she ran her fingers over the human's hand. -Have you been jerking off a lot these days or is it your monkey genes, eh Skinnie?

 

Anon laughed at Trish's cheekiness and with his best smile replied, closing his hand over Trish's hand.

 

-Well yeah, they're monkey genes. They go off when I'm in the presence of triggas- Anon smiled at his girlfriend as she did the same but frowned a little.

 

-Ohhh it that so? I guess it was true that you were completely a shaved ape and not just a part of it.

 

-What can I say? Genetics favors some of us and others do not exceed half a meter. - Anon said with an astute tone.

 

-Maybe but we have enough strength to gore fucks twice our size.- Trish said, starting to get angry.

 

-Speaking of "size"... maybe you could join me shopping. You could ride in the child seat in the grocery cart. I'm sure you'd get in.

 

-How about I kick you in the balls?- Trish said angrily as she tightened her grip on Anon's hand. The human felt Trish's painful grip but dont back down. Clumsily the human pulled his hand out of Trish's grip and with his sly smile still on his face, continued speaking.

 

-And I was hoping that maybe they'd let us get half price movie tickets if we say you're underage.

 

-The only "minor" here is going to be your brains against the fucking wall from the kick I'm going to give you if you don't shut up, skinnie.- Trish said, already annoyed. 

 

The pair were so distracted by their little argument that they didn't notice when the waiter arrived at their table. A middle-aged Saltriosaurus wearing an apron with the restaurant's logo on it.

 

-Welcome to Dino Moes! What can I .... Oh raptor Jesus, you two arguing again? - said the waiter recognizing both of them. The waiter's name tag read: "Tony".

 

-Maybe they'll even give us the baby manu for free at McDonald's.- Anon ignored Trish's threat, and a vein began to pop up in his bald head.


-Shut the fuck up, you ape.- Trish sputtered indignantly.

 

-Kids, listen...- said Tony looking at the two teenagers.

 

-No, you shut up, trigga.-  said Anon, staring at his girlfriend.

 

-No, you! You fucking ape.-  Trish gritted her teeth in return.

 

-Not this shit again...-Tony rubbed his hand over his face in despair. 

 

-Cereal Box Mascot.- spat Anon.

 

- Monkey Brain.- replied Trish.

 

-Ahem...-Tony coughed to get their attention, crossing his arms. 

 

-Purple Cunt...- shouted Anon, pressing both hands against the table. 

 

-Skinnie... Monky, FAGGOT.- shouted Trish furiously, without many words left to say and half a second away from throwing herself at Anon.

 


-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHH!!!- Tony coughed again, this time louder and with his patience exhausted. 

 

Both teenagers turned to see the imposing waiter.

 

-It's great to see you kids again... But I recommend that next time you settle things in the room before you make a scene like this... But whatever, you're going to order or not?- said Tony in his characteristic Italian-American voice, ready to take their order. Anon and Trish turned their embarrassed faces away, visibly blushing and in Trish's case slowly lowering herself onto her chair so that the rest of the diners wouldn't see her.

 

-Just... one vegetable pizza with everything, please Tony... - murmured Anon apologetically, loud enough for Tony to hear. - And to drink just water for me ....- 

 

-For me too.-  said Trish, sitting up in her seat.

 

-Okay, I'll get your drinks... Have fun kids.-  Tony said goodbye to both of them, leaving Anon and Trish looking at each other with both embarrassment and surprise.

 

But that embarrassment soon dissolved into laughter between the two. 

 

They both laughed at the embarrassment, feeling nostalgic and warm to share such a moment again after a long time.


-God... I've missed this...- said Anon, completely relaxed, looking at Trish with a smile.

 

-Oh really? Mmm I thought you'd be upset.- said Trish putting her hands back on the table. -I promised you I wouldn't disappear again but... with everything that happened I just...- Trish didn't know how to find her words but it didn't matter because Anon answered for her.

 

-You just needed time to think, Trish. .... I understand.- Anon reached for Trish's hand again and gently took it in his own. 

 

Trish's eyes opened at the gesture and she blushed.


-At first... Yes, I was sad. A little upset but things in between made me understand what you were going through... But Trish, you know something: you're not alone. You have me and Reed... you have people who care about you...- Anon looked away from Trish but stroked her hand with his finger. -If you already feel like you can see me again, I'm happy for that. But you don't have to do this alone, Trish...- Anon looked up to see Trish, who had a gloomy look on her face and didn't answer him immediately.

 

The girl muttered something under her breath and then got up from her seat to the human's surprise and quickly rushed over to Anon but not to hit him but to hug him. The girl wrapped her arms around the surprised human who only managed to reciprocate the sudden embrace. 

 

-Fuck Skinnie... I was such a bitch to you and you just tell me it's all right.-  Trish sobbed, looking at Anon. -Fuck Anon... I missed you too, you big ape.  

 

Both lovers hugged for an indefinite amount of time before Trish returned to her seat. Feeling their energy renewed, she could at least feel relief that the other not only felt the same but also that they both missed each other. 

 

-Anon... I...- Trish said timidly before speaking more firmly. -I want to start over, Anon.- Trish said determinedly, looking at the human.

 

-Start over?

 

-Yes, Skinnie! I want us to make up for all this lost time... I know it's been two weeks but I really... I've missed your ass all this time.- Trish muttered embarrassedly. The trigga girl's tail went back and forth in the air.

 

-Haha... Trish, this is unexpected... But technically we were still together, nothing really changed...- said Anon with a huff but they couldn't help but smile at Trish's proposal.

 

-What do you mean, skinnie? We were both suffering like idiots because of each other's absence these days...- Trish crossed her arms and pouted, avoiding looking at Anon out of embarrassment.

 

-And who's to blame for that? - said the human with a hint of irony.  

 

-I know... I know... But all this time really made me think about us... about how, maybe... we're both doing good for each other and how we're getting better at things because we have each other's affection...- Trish didn't want to cry but her throat was closing up. The trigga girl, not wanting to cry, decided to put on her best tough pose and ended up shouting her answer to Anon. -My point is that I missed you, you fucking Ape! I want to be happy again with you ....- Trish said this last with her eyes shining and her voice trembling but with a frown on her face. - If you want... 

 

Anon laughed for a few seconds but not at the girl's expense or because he found the situation funny. It was a laugh of relief, a liberating laugh that took a weight off the human's shoulders and confirmed something a certain hot dog vendor had told him a few days ago.

 

-"You'll see how things will get better, honey"- Tracy's voice echoed in Anon's head and the human internally made a mental note to at least stop by the woman's food stand once a week to thank her for her words of support.

 

-Trish...- the human finally said to his amethyst-eyed girlfriend. -There's nothing I'd like more...- said the human, taking Trish's hand again. 


The couple continued talking and catching up on lost time until the corpulent waiter Tony appeared and brought the couple's order: an Italian style pizza loaded with finely sliced vegetables. Trish's favourite  pizza. Tony greeted the couple after dropping off the dish and said goodbye to them, returning to the kitchen. Anon served Trish a slice and then put a slice on himself.

 

-Raptor Jesus Anon...how did you know I like this pizza? - Trish said, cutting a slice of pizza with her knife and fork and eating calmly. 

 

-I guessed it.- said Anon simply. -Plus, you're a vegetarian... it's not too hard to guess. Plus: I like it too.-  Anon bit into his slice and enjoyed the sweet taste of the pizza crust with the sliced carrot.

 

-Obviously...- said Trish graciously finishing her slice of pizza and serving herself another. 

 

-But you know trigga ... I was surprised by your message today and it kind of ruined a plan I had to talk to you again.- said Anon putting aside his slice of pizza. - I even bought something great for the two of us to enjoy...- Anon stared at the girl who returned an attentive look.

 

-Oh really? What a silly plan you thought of Skinnie? - Trish said with amusement in her voice.

 

-Ohh I'll tell you about it after we finish eating.

 

-Fuch That, you dropped the bomb. Now tell me, you big ape.-  Trish replied, looking at her boyfriend. The Trigga girl also pushed her plate of food away, looking at the human.

 

-Why did I have a feeling you weren't going to wait until we finished eating?- said Anon amusedly. The human looked away to look around the restaurant. It was almost 20:30 and the place was bustling with life, the tables were being occupied by families, couples and various people, who came to taste an authentic Italian style pizza. Before heading back to Trish, Anon considered asking Moes for a job. 

 

The human took out his wallet and pulled out two small rectangular strips of cardboard. Anon turned them over so that the front was not visible, but Trish could tell that they were tickets to some event.

 

-Ohh how cute, the little monkey invited me somewhere... Great, where are we going? To the cinema or... Trish's silly grin faded and her eyes widened in disbelief when she saw those tickets. They were tickets to a concert by a band Trish knew very well.

 

"Rock in the Stone Age: Oil Staind. LIVE in Volcadera Bluff." 

 

The biggest outdoor rock event in the city and the headliner was Trish's favourite alternative band, who looked down to see her boyfriend again.

 

-Surprise trigga....- said Anon with a silly look returning to concentrate on her pizza.

 

-Anon... this... God... ahhh...- Trish started to sniffle like a silly girl and some tears escaped her and with all her strength she resisted to rush to Anon to hug him again.

 

-You have nothing to say Trish... I just hope you're free to go that day... It's in two weeks anyway...- Anon relaxed in his seat as he looked at Trish's expression of total happiness right now. 

 

-Of course, dude! AHHH WE'RE GOING TO SEE OIL STAIND.-  Trish shouted in a high-pitched way that made some of the diners turn their heads towards her. Anon just laughed as he looked at the trigga girl with happiness on his face.

 

 

For the rest of the night the two teenagers finished their pizzas and talked about tribalities, avoiding talking about things like the bullying of Anon or the Fang issue. Right now it was just the two of them and nothing but them.

 

Before leaving the place and after finishing their pizzas, Anon took the opportunity to say something to Trish who was looking at her mobile phone.

 

-Hey Trish... there's still something I want to talk to you about. ....-

 

-What's up Skinnie? What did you get me this time?

 

-Nothing like that... But I wanted to ask you something... Since we're "back" I uh... - "Jesus Raptor this is hard" -Trish... do you want to go to prom with me?

 

Trish was silent and her eyes widened in disbelief at the invitation, since she had completely forgotten about it.

 

-GOD, MAN! I totally forgot about the prom...- said Trish bringing both hands to her face.

 

-Dum Trigga...- said Anon smiling at Trish. 

 

-Don't laugh Skinnie! With everything that happened during the day, I'm lucky to remember anything from school right now....

 

-I'm the same way... But what do you say? Shall we go together?

 

-I don't know, I don't think I want to go with you...- Trish said sarcastically, which made Anon's heart stop for a second but she quickly changed her attitude. -Of course I want to go with you, you silly skinne! 

 

-Ahhhh jesus raptor Trish...- said the relieved human, feeling the blood rush back into his body. -Well, you got me there trigga....- Anon grabbed his glass of water and gave it a big swig, trying to calm down. 

 

-Fuck, Anon, don't take what I say so literally, anyway...- the trigga girl stood up and approached the human with a smile. -Come on, let's go home...- 

 

The human looked at the girl with sparkling eyes and without saying a word, he got up from his place and they both headed for the exit, hugging each other. 

 


The couple was now walking through the cold streets of Volcadera. Trish was attached to Anon and the human had his arm around Trish. They had left Moe's just a few minutes ago and were both tired and full from the delicious dinner but also emotionally satisfied from the improvised date. The two hadn't seen each other in days and took advantage of the moment to get everything out of their system. It turns out that not only did Anon miss Trish, the trigga girl also regretted being away from Anon. Trish even confessed that she had sudden mood swings at home, becoming quite intolerable to her sibling Riley's nonsense and even unable to stand the noise inherent to a night in a house with so many triceratops.

 

-Riley is fine?-  said Anon graciously at Trish's remark.

 

-Sure, the boy is just a crybaby... But next time he'll think twice before yelling at me from the other side of the wall to bring him his mobile phone charger...- Trish closed her eyes as she let Anon chase her through the streets. Right now the trigga girl didn't want to get away from the human.

 

-Maybe you were a bit hard on him...- said Anon as he slowed down when he saw the stop sign at the traffic light.

 

-Naaaa, that boy only understands with punches, damn it...- Trish snuggled better against Anon as she firmly grabbed the human's jacket and wrapped her tail around the human's left leg. 

 


As they crossed the street and continued walking Anon became a little uneasy, as they were both heading inside towards Skin Row. And while Trish could defend herself very well, he didn't want her wandering this area alone at night.

 


-Hey Trish... It's getting dark, let's go to my place and... Anon felt the claws suddenly dig into her skin. -Fuck, Trish...-Anon moaned from the sudden pain. Trish looked restless now and her eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

 

-Ahhh... Anon... Ahh... I... maybe it's a little too fast, don't you think? Not that I don't like the idea, but I think it's still too early to say - before Trish could continue with what she was going to say, the human quickly interrupted her as he realised what she was implying.

 

-Wait Trish! That's not what I mean...- Anon hugged the girl to reassure her a little. -I was talking about you coming home, because I'm going to ask for a cap so you can go home more relaxed. I don't want you walking around Skin Row alone at night...- Anon stroked Trish's hair but the trigga girl reproached her for this last thing.

 

-Damn it Skinnie... I thought you wanted to... well, you know... .... SHUT UP, BIG MONKEY.-  Trish said loudly, avoiding looking at Anon and just staring straight ahead. - I don't feel like walking either...- said Trish as an indirect confirmation.

 

Anon smiled as he pressed himself tightly against Trish as the two of them walked into the turbulent streets of Skin Row. 
Although the place still sucked, at least it was lit up and a few cops could be spotted at a glance on the corners. 

 

After walking a few streets, the couple finally arrived at Anon's apartment building. It only took them 5 minutes to walk up to the flat and after dodging trash and a homeless man sleeping on the stairs, they arrived at Anon's place.

 

-Home sweet home .... - said Anon ironically, locking the door behind him. 

 

-Mmm, did you clean your cave, skinnie? It's cleaner than the last time I was here...- Trish looked around Anon's immaculate place. She even noticed the little RAYamba in his little box pacing around inside, almost as if to greet her. 

 

-Yeah, but there's not much to tidy up anyway. I'm too broke to have a lot of shit- said Anon heading for the bathroom and leaving Trish in the living room/bedroom.

 

The trigga girl looked around the room and her eyes stopped on a specific spot or more precisely on an empty space where Anon's TV and that game console her boyfriend loved so much should be. That empty space was covered with dust and it was obvious that there should be something there. 

While Anon was using the bathroom, Trish stopped to look at the empty space.

 

-Hey Skinnie, didn't you have a TV and one of those virgin consoles you liked so much," the woman said without taking her eyes off the place. 

 

-Ahh... Yes, something like that.- answered Anon from the bathroom.

 

-I remember you had one the last time I was here.-  the girl looked away and went to sit on the bed. Anon didn't answer immediately and after a few seconds the human came out of the bathroom while typing something on his mobile phone. After leaving the device on his desk, he turned to Trish. 

 

-Aaahg .... You were telling me something Trish?- said the human sitting on his bed and placing himself next to the trigga girl. Anon wrapped his arm around the girl and pulled her closer to him.

 

-I hope you washed your hands first, you ape.-  Trish said graciously, reciprocating the human's embrace. -I asked you about your TV and that thing you were playing with...- Trish shook her head to indicate the empty spot where Anon's old TV and XRox used to be.

 

Anon rubbed his head before answering the young girl.


-Ahh that... Let's just say I didn't need them anymore... -Anon hugged the trigga girl and started giving her kisses on her neck, which tickled the trigga girl.

 

-Mmmm... weird of you, I thought you liked that kind of thing...-Trish gently pushed Anon away and then gently laid down on the bed while stretching out her arms. Anon looked at the girl and got the message and slowly lay down next to her as well.

 

-Yes, but there are things I like more... and I won't negotiate them...-  when he finished saying this Anon broke the distance between them and gave the Trigga girl a deep kiss on the mouth.

 

The caresses began to intensify as the two lovers roamed each other's bodies while their hands moved up and down and occasionally squeezed random places. Anon placed small kisses on Trish's skin as he positioned himself on top of the girl, who was no slouch and gripped the human tightly to keep him on top of her.  The kisses were getting more and more intense and now their tongues were now in action as the temperature was rising inside the small flat. 

 

-Anon...- Trish murmured as she pressed her claws against the human's back. The girl's eyes were closed and she jerked to the rhythm of the human's face, who despite the pain of Trish's sharp claws, never hesitated. Anon's hand reached down far enough to grab Trish's ass and squeeze it hard. The trigga girl let out a choked moan but she didn't push the human away and with her hand she guided Anon's hand over herself to show him that she wanted this too.

 

Things would have escalated further if it weren't for Anon's mobile phone ringing untimely, causing the human to raise his head and look up at the desk.

 

-Shit man... just ignore that thing...- Trish said with annoyance, still holding Anon's back. The girl refused to let the human go now.

 

-I'd love to... but I'm afraid it's the taxi waiting outside...- Anon reached out his hand to grab his mobile phone to see who was calling and after grabbing the phone he could see that indeed: it was the yellow raptor with that beat up taxi, the same one that had dropped them off at their department after their doxing incident.

 

Trish just mumbled something to himself and between insults and protests he released the human so that he stumbled out of bed and called the taxi to let it know that they were about to leave. When he finished doing this, the human turned to look at Trish who was looking at him with a frown on her face, while she looked dishevelled and red in the face.

 

-Come on Trish... we'll have time to... ahhh... hehehe...- said Anon nervously trying to put into words what they were about to do.

 

-Fuck Skinnie...- Trish stood up indignantly to grab Anon by the shoulders and pull him against her and kiss him hard. Although the kiss lasted a few seconds, Trish made sure that with that kiss the human would remember her for the rest of the night.

 

After a few seconds they pulled apart as a small trickle of saliva from their mouths fell away and fell to the ground.

 

-Now you have something to think when you jerk off to tonight...- said the girl mockingly while the human looked at her with an expression of disbelief and slight shock. 

 

-Ahhh ahh... ahhm... ahh...- chattered the human still dazed by that kiss.

 

-Come on big ape, be a useful little monkey and escort me out....- Trish wrapped her arm around the human and pulled him out of his stupor and although still dazed, Anon regained some of his wits and clumsily took his keys out of his pocket and after inserting it into the lock, opened the door for both of them to go out. 

 

-Trish... Hey...- said Anon in the doorway as he held Trish. - Next time... Stay over, yeah?- Anon hugged Trish and planted a tender kiss on Trish's cheeks, which made the woman blush and although she didn't answer him, the girl's complicit silence confirmed her boyfriend's invitation. -Let's go... I hope the cap is still there and the wheels haven't been stolen.- 

 

With this joke, the couple left the small room and after closing the door the only witness of that improvised demonstration of passion were the sheets now impregnated with the scent of the trigga girl, waiting for the return of the human and maybe in the not too distant future, finish what they started that day. 

 

 


Two weeks later. 

 

The atmosphere at the Rock in the Stone Age festival was one of total revelry as the huge crowds approached to see the headline band who were minutes away from starting their set. The large lines of dinos and humans approaching the backstage fence were commensurate with the anticipation of the return of the Oil Staind band after a 3 year absence from any kind of show. But now they were back and with a new album for their fans, who were anxiously waiting to hear the new record. 

In the front rows of the main section was a teenage couple composed of a human man and a triceratop girl, both surrounded by a sea of people that made up the audience of that night festival. The human hugged the triceratop girl as if he was afraid that she would get lost in the crowd and the trigga girl wrapped her long tail around the human's waist to cling to him. The girl's smile was wide as it was the first time she was going to witness a concert of her favourite band and with her boyfriend to top it all off. She still couldn't believe that the human had gotten her tickets but here they are.

 

-Jesus Raptor Skinnie... I still can't believe we're here and now.- Trish said effusively, taking both of her boyfriend's hands in hers. The little trigga was jumping in place, anxious for the show to begin.

 

-I thought there weren't going to be any tickets but I managed to get two resale tickets- said Anon hugging his girlfriend tightly. -The advantages of living on Skin Row- Anon laughed at his own comment, making his girlfriend turn around to look at him.

 

-I didn't ask, but you didn't get in trouble with any lowlive scalpers, did you?- Trish asked, wrapping her arms around Anon's chest. Before she would have been embarrassed by such a display of affection with Anon but now she didn't care what others would say. 

 

-Nope, don't worry Trish. This is much more important.-  Anon lowered his head so he could reach up to Trish's face and kiss her tenderly on the lips, making her blush. 

 

-Mmmm... if you say so, big monkey. I just don't want some junkie stab your cute monkey ass.- said the trigga girl with embarrassment as she bit her lower lip.

 

-Ahhh now you see my ass when I don't notice it, huh trigga?- said Anon smiling at Trish's comment.

 

-As if you haven't undressed me with your eyes since we met, you fucking perverted ape.- the girl's comment, far from sounding annoying, was more for Anon to take as a joke, which he succeeded in doing as the human now laughed while hugging Trish from behind.

 

The pair continued talking for a few minutes when the stage lights dimmed and all the members of Oil Staind came on stage to greet their audience, who cheered in unison

. 

-Thank you all for coming. Now let us receive the verses of our national anthem...- said the monotone voice of the band's frontman: a middle-aged orange saltriosaurus, wearing a black cap that read "Dont tread on me" bordered with yellow thread with a snake. The singer's equally black T-shirt had the logo of an assault rifle with the logo: "come and get it".

 

-Fuck, I hate it when he starts with his "all right" bullshit..." muttered Trish angrily before shouting. -START THE FUCKING SHOW, CRABY UNCLE AARON - although Trish's shout was muffled by the noise around her, it didn't stop some people from turning to look at the young trigga in annoyance.

 

-Hehe Relax Trish... hehe... - Anon laughed nervously at his girlfriend's attitude, before pointing to the stage. -Look, the show is about to start.-  Anon pointed to the stage where each of the musicians were already starting the chords of their first song and the song that gave the name to their new album: "Confessions of the Fallen". 

 

-Ahh I love this song.-  Trish said enthusiastically as she sang the lyrics to the song. Anon hadn't heard the latest album but it certainly had all the structure he loved about catchy modern butt rock songs.

 

The rest of that evening Anon and Trish spent jumping around and singing along to all the songs they loved from "Oil Staind" both the classics as well as the new material. At one point a small mosh pit broke out when the band's older songs were played, causing Trish to run into the middle of the mosh with Anon following behind. While Trish was having fun pushing people around, Anon was a human pinball being pushed from all ends. Although painful, Anon had no regrets about what happened.

It was by the end of the show that things calmed down a bit and more acoustic-centric songs began to play, making the crowd calm down. Trish took advantage of this and bought two cans of litre beers from a vendor who was passing through the audience. Although Anon didn't feel like drinking alcohol he decided to accompany his girlfriend who practically drank half a can in one gulp.  The trigga girl was now so enraptured by the music and her beer that she practically clung to Anon like a baby koala. Anon just reciprocated Trish's gesture by hugging her with his free arm and with his other hand sipping his ice cold beer. 

 

-Thank you all for tonight!- said the monotone voice of the singer who now walked to the centre of the stage with an acoustic guitar and in complete solitude began to sing the final song, called "Outside".

 

-Ooohhhhh hold me Skinnie...- Trish said dropping her empty beer can as she wrapped herself around Anon and buried her head in the human's chest. Anon awkwardly drank a little more than half of his beer before dropping it on the floor to hug Trish. 

 

"And you bring me to my knees
Again
All the times that I could beg you please
In vain
All the times that I felt insecure
For you
And I leave my burdens at the door".

 

Quickly the monotonous voice of the singer turned into a melody full of feeling and passion. Although he was alone with a guitar, the audience seemed to love the acoustic format as they all started to sing along with the singer at the same time.

 

"All the times that I felt like this won't end, it's for you
And I taste what I could never have, it was from you
All the times that I've cried
My intentions, full of pride
But I waste more time than anyone"

 


Trish was mesmerised by the rhythm of the song with Anon in her arms as she sawed her eyes and murmured the words of the song. The young girl had been waiting for this moment in the concert where

 

All the energy was concentrated in one point and the excitement was now at its peak. The girl's tail wagged from left to right to the rhythm of the song while Anon rubbed his hands around his girlfriend's skin.

 

"All the times that I felt like this won't end, it's for you
And I taste what I could never have, it was from you
All the times that I've cried
My intentions, full of pride
But I waste more time than anyone"

 


-Anon...- said Trish looking into the human's eyes as she fiddled with her fingers wrapped around the human. Trish tried to reach Anon's face but couldn't reach it on her own due to her height.

 

-Silly Trigga.- murmured Anon, understanding what Trish wanted to do. The human lowered his head and with both arms lifted Trish up a few inches to propel her upwards. 

 

Their lips were now entwined and as if they were the only people in the whole concert, they kissed passionately while caressing each other standing in place. All to the rhythm of the song that was already on its final chorus. 

 


"But I'm on the outside, I'm looking in
I can see through you, see your true colours
'Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
I can see through you, see to the real you".

 

The acoustic guitar gave the last tones before ending on a minor chord and the performer solemnly said goodbye and walked off stage, marking the final close of the show. The audience cheered and applauded the end of the concert, all except for Anon and Trish who were still kissing, hugging and caressing each other for several seconds after the song had ended. 

 

After a few minutes they both finally came out of their stupor and broke for air. They both looked into each other's eyes as they gasped and gasped in complicit laughter at such a blatant display of affection. 

 

-Anon...- Trish's voice sounded like a plea and she looked up at Anon as her breathing hitched back and forth. Trish's face was completely red but that was more likely the result of the alcohol than the embarrassment. Before continuing the girl wrapped her arm around Anon. -Let's go home Skinnie .... Let's go to your place...- Trish's voice was lost in the sea of people around them but Anon could understand what Trish meant.

 

Quickly the little alcohol that was in the human's system evaporated to follow his girlfriend or rather be dragged by her towards the exit, wrapped in an embrace just as intense as the one they gave each other before the show. 

 

 

-Ahhh, here we are at last...- exclaimed Trish crossing the threshold of the door to Anon's department. The Trigga girl walked a few steps before lying on top of the bed, face down and smelling the scent of Anon's sheets.

 

-It's only a two hour drive, Trish.-  Anon commented, closing the door and leaving the keys on the key ring. The human rubbed his eyes, feeling tired.  Trish noticed this and yelled at the human.

 

-Oooh don't be a pussy Skinnie, it's still too early to sleep.-  Trish stood up to go straight to Anon. The trigga girl wrapped herself around Anon and stood on her tiptoes so she could kiss him.

 

Anon said nothing and just let go and enjoyed the moment with Trish. As he kissed the girl he thought about the last few weeks where Anon was at the end of his rope and the thought of going back to being a lonely idiot terrified him after having tasted the sweetness of a sociable life. He didn't want to have those nihilistic feelings again and now he just wanted to ignore everything around him and concentrate on Trish.

 

As their tongues danced in an impromptu duel, their arms began to aggressively roam each other's bodies. Trying perhaps to find some way to tear off the clothes that hide the rest of the body. Trish managed to pull off Anon's green coat and throw it to the floor while Anon tried to pull off her characteristic yellow sweatshirt, perhaps because of his nervousness but that didn't discourage the skinnie from trying.

 

-Wait Anon... Let me...- said Trish pulling away from the human and breaking the kiss to take off her sweatshirt herself. -It's tight underneath so you're not going to take it off.-  after saying this Trish gracefully took off her sweatshirt and let it fall to the floor. The trigga girl revealed a worn out Oil Staind band t-shirt and underneath it you could tell she had nothing on. -Mmm I didn't want to wear a bra today...- said the girl a little embarrassed to get closer to the human again. The girl unbuttoned her pant and after taking off her shoes, she took off her sport pant and was only in her purple underwear. 

 

Anon was blushing from the whole situation and was at a loss as to what to do next but Trish guided him to take the next step. As they kissed the human took off his shirt without breaking contact with Trish who then took him by the shoulders and led him to the bed where they lay down and continued their "foreplay" of caresses, hickeys and tongue kisses.

The atmosphere began to get hotter and hotter as Trish sat on top of Anon and made herself more comfortable on top of him, while the human grabbed Trish's firm ass and stroked her tail, giving the girl light electric flashes.

 

-AHG! Fuck...- let out a choked moan from the trigga girl, feeling Anon's fingers squeeze her tail. -Mmm, be thankful I'm in the mood now... any other time I would have kicked you in the head Skinnie.-  protested Trish embarrassedly looking at the human as she leaned against the human's chest and let herself be massaged by the human. -Don't stop now, you fucking ape.-  Trish muttered, squeezing her eyes shut as Anon practically masturbated the girl's tail. 

 

-"I knew years of wanking would give me some skill with my hands.-" thought the human, concentrating on his task. 

Trish gave little moans as her spasms of pleasure made her slowly begin to tremble on top of the human. 

 

-Anon... wait... I don't want to finish now...- said Trish stopping the human with what little strength she had. The girl's hands trembled as her grip on the human grew weaker and weaker. -Let me see... let me...- gasping, the girl awkwardly pulled off her Oil Staind t-shirt. 

 

The human watched intently, as Trish removed her shirt, as the girl's large breasts fell gracefully over her chest and with a deblip "plaf" those purple mountains rose up in front of the human who seemed mesmerized by the sight.

 

-You like what you see, Anon?- Trish said slyly as she placed her hands on the back of his neck and slowly pulled him towards her own breasts. -Since you're such a cute little monkey... I'll let you play with them for a while...- Trish pressed the human's face to her warm breasts, as they closed her eyes and Anon gasped in bliss as she lost herself in Trish's skin.

 

When the human's brain had finished resetting, he realised the situation he was in and still in shock at the sight of Trish's breasts, he began to kiss and lick her breasts as he roamed over Trish's tits. Anon was taking small bites into the girl skin and gently stretching her purple skin leaving slightly darker marks.

Trish was biting her lips and leaning on Anon as she let the big ape tease her but Trish's limit moment came when Anon wrapped his lips around her left nipple and began sucking and gently stretching it using his mouth.

 

-Anon...-cried Trish as she received the electric shocks all over her body. The girl didn't see it but Anon's face was one of pure concentration and seriousness, as if the task of pleasing the trigga was a life or death situation.  Anon quickly unclenched his hands and grabbed Trish's tail again and resumed jerking her off. 

 

The Trigga girl was unable to utter coherent words as a wave of pleasure washed over her as Anon stimulated two areas of her body at the same time.

It was too late for the Trigga girl.

Suddenly Trish embraced the human causing Anon to stop in his tracks, surprised by the girl's strong grip and as she let out a slightly high pitched scream, the girl ended up sitting on top of the human. 

 

-GOD.... FUCK....- cried Trish as she gave the human a bear hug and if it wasn't for her energy being drained after she finished, she might have broken the human's spine or choked him with her tits.

 

-Trish... I'm going to die. ....- murmured Anon as he felt Trish's grip on him slowly weaken and release him, causing him to catch his breath.

 

-Fuck.... - cried Trish for the last time as she fell backwards onto the bed. The trigga girl gasped as she looked at Anon with narrowed eyes. -Shit Anon... where did you learn that...?-  Trish's red face matched the girl's wet gasps. Anon only managed to catch his breath as he sat back up to look at Trish.

 

-Trish... you? - said Anon in surprise.

 

-Shut up. You... you big ape...- Trish said in embarrassment as she crossed her legs and looked away from Anon. -You didn't give me time to take off my underwear... damn you Anon...-

 

The human rolled his eyes at the heart of the problem: Trish's wet underwear, which was now also dampening Anon's sheets and part of the mattress.

 

-"Impossible not to be proud of my work." murmured Anon, triumphant at what he had just done.

 

-If you're going to murmur now, skinnie...- Trish said with reproach in her voice but still lustful. -Come and finish what you started, you damn shaved monkey... -Trish slowly spread her legs and with her hands pulled off her wet panties and threw them on the floor, which landed on the floor making a wet noise. 

 

Trish was now completely naked in front of Anon, inviting him to finish sealing their union.

Anon wasted no time and without looking away from Trish on his bed, he unbuttoned his pants and then pulled off his pants and then his panties, but didn't throw them on the floor and left them on the side of the bed. 

Anon settled down on top of Trish and the two naked bodies were in mutual contact. The human moved to look into Trish's bright amethyst eyes and she looked up at him pleading for the human to take the initiative. 

 

-Don't be a brute, skinnie.... Treat me nice...- said Trish looking Anon in the eyes but her tone was more pleading than real complaint or anger. Anon didn't answer her and only gave her a kiss as a sign of confirmation.

 

Pulling away from the kiss, Anon settled himself better on top of the girl and with his right hand grabbed his penis and guided it towards Trish's entrance. The girl just closed her eyes and clutched the sheets as Anon thrust deep inside her and managed to enter her without much difficulty, thanks to the fact that she was already properly lubricated.

 

-UUUGGHHH... - Trish moaned as she felt the human's lunging deep inside her. 

 

-Shit...- murmured Anon, grabbing Trish by the hips to propel his thrusts better against Trish. The human was sweating and gasping as he increased his movement on the girl. Anon pressed his nails into Trish's scaly and now slippery skin as he changed his game and alternated between hard, steady and fast lunge. 

 

-Aaanoooonnnnnnn....- Trish was stuttering, looking at the human for the last time as she grabbed one of her breasts with one hand and with the other hand gripped Anon's forearm.

 

-"If I keep this up, I think I'm going to finish... I hope Trish doesn't mind... Fuck, I just realised I didn't wear a condom, I hope..."- the train of thought stopped as Trish, orgasm pounding at her door, shouted at the human as his push increased.

 

-STOP TALKING SHIT AND CUM IF YOU'RE GOING TO DO IT ANON...- shouted Trish now angrily, glaring at the human. It had been a long time since she had yelled at the human like that.

 

-If you insist- said Anon angrily grabbing both of Trish's ankles and wildly fucking Trish, ignoring everything else around him. Trish didn't get to say any coherent words as her high pitched moans and the wet slap of flesh bumping against each other muffled any possible claims or reprehensions from the girl.

 

After about 10 minutes that seemed to stretch to 30, Anon hunched in place and with his final thrust, stiffened his entire body as he let his load shoot all the way inside the trigga girl. Trish muffled her final orgasm by smothering her scream with Anon's pillow, a pillow that she ripped in half with her claws as she finished.

 

-Ahhh... Shit, my leg went numb.- Anon said, clumsily pulling away from the girl as his penis drew a glistening string that spilled onto his bed and ended up in Trish. -That was... intense...- said Anon gracefully as he rubbed his right leg trying to regain some feeling.

 

Trish for her part was catching her breath as her whole body was stretched out on the bed. The trigga girl didn't even remove the torn pillow from her face as she gasped for air.

 

-Ufff... I think that... well... .... Ahh...-  commented Anon, a little embarrassed, looking at his girlfriend. The human quickly moved to Trish's left, standing against the wall. -Hey... my poor Pillow..." said Anon, pulling the pillow away from Trish's face, who was now looking at him with a strange expression somewhere between angry and horny. 

 

-You're lucky it was the pillow and not your balls, skinnie.-  said Trish sitting up and feeling her body go slightly numb as well. -God, that was... certainly something... -Trish muttered this last feeling a little tired because the girl had already finished twice. 

 

-Haha... Sure, sure...- said Anon with an uncomfortable laugh. The human hugged the girl and pulled her to him. Anon put his face as close to Trish's right cheek as possible. -That was great Trish... Anon kissed Trish as she only moaned and let herself be spoiled by her skinnie boyfriend. 

 

-Yeah... it was, Anon.- commented Trish smiling as she wiggled her sweaty body and leaned against Anon as she wrapped him in a hug. -I think... I'm going to get some rest now... Don't you mind Skinnie?- Trish murmured as she turned around to get into a spooning pose with Anon to avoid poking him with her horns. 

 

-Ooohhh just wait a minute Trish...- said the human quickly moving slightly to reach for the light switch to turn off the lights.

 

The room was now in complete darkness and the only light that entered the room was the moonlight that crept in timidly.

The human moved his arm to embrace the tri-girl who seemed to have already fallen asleep.

 

-Silly Trigga...-  murmured Anon as he felt the soft touch of his girlfriend against his body and after a few minutes he too fell asleep.

 [NOTES]
    I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

    And sorry if anyone have the Cringe with the inclusion of the song "Outside" by the band Staind... I wanted to include them long before due to the love that Anon and Trish have for Buttrock bands, in my story

    If you have never listened to the band, I invite you to do so.

    Without anything else to add. See you