>You awake to the sound of the rapping sound of hoof hitting on wood; a knocking on your door
>You groan tiredly and open your eyes to more darkness, wondering just why there was a pony knocking on your door at such a late hour
>The sudden sound of clicking is heard by you, followed once again by a knocking at your door
>With a heave and a ho you get to your feet, walking to the door and opening it a crack to look out
>Your tired and dilated eyes are assaulted by the bright colors of the pony before you, seeing just her flank through the crack in the door
>Her blonde tail slides into a bright white, a white flower with a teal border marking her assmark
>You jump as suddenly the crack and your vision is filled with the toothy grin of the white mare
>"Hello Anony Omous!"
>You cringe as she butchers your name, but shrug it off as you open the door completely to the pony
>Her fangs are the first thing about her that give away her nature, quickly followed by the only dark part about her color scheme: her wings
Can I... help you?
>The now-apparent batp0ne nods vigorously
>"Hello! My name is Florence. I am an albino bat pony and I am here to ask you a very important question!"
>Her entire body seems eager and happy just to get the privilege of asking you some question, so you shrug and nod
Yeah sure, go ahead. I'm already awake anyways
>"Have you checked your privilege today?"
>You stare at Florence as sudden confusion washes over you
>After a brief pause you slowly regain what semblance of apathy you held, formulating a reply to the question that would rival Galileo's ability to question the Church
What?
>Somehow the Gods are not smiling upon you this day, and the eager bat pony only gets more eager
>"Your privilege! Have you checked it? Everyone is privileged Anony Omous, and everyone should check it so that way we can all really be equal!"
>Closing the door seems like such a good idea right now, doesn't it?
>You stare at the horse, really quite flaberghasted and unable to truly come up with much of a response other than repeating yourself like a fool
>Florence cocks her head at you, still grinning from ear to ear
>"If you would like, I could help you check your privelege?"
>The offer is absurd, the premise is stupid, and this bat horse sounds like a total nut job
>But fuck it she's cute, so whatever
>Not like she's going to kill you, right?
Sure, come on in
>The invitation is accepted quickly along with a flutter of leathery wings and a clicking of joyous approval
>"You won't regret this, you really won't!"
>The irony that you're about to be aided in checking your privelege by an Aryan bat pony doesn't miss you, but you push asside your pessimism and lead Florence to your living room
>You sit down and she mimicks you, clicking a few times to get a good 'look' at your currently dark home
>You light a candle and sit back, brow raised in an invitation for the white bat pony to begin
>"Okay... So, checking your privelege is easy Anony Omous! First off you sit dow- Oh, we're already doing that... Okay, so first off you think back on your day. Did anything good happen?"
>You do as she asked, thinking back on your day with a dry overture
Well, I woke up
>She frowns, her fluffy ears flickering up and down as she tilts her head to the side
>"I said 'something good', Anony. Did you have any fun conversations with anyone, get to sit in your favorite seat today, or anything like that?"
>You shrug and scratch the back of your head while looking to the albino bat p0ne
I'm not really sure, to be honest. I don't do all that much other than work...
>You shake your head, still frowning
What's the point of this, again?
>Florence smiles again softly
>"Checking your privilege lets you remember every day that there is something worth getting up over, something fun each day!"
>You can't help but return the smile as she finishes talking
