>Be Anon.
>Hollow Shades has always smelled like a really gross mouth.
>You've always wondered why, but never knew.
>One night, while walking around, a bat-pony started talking to you.
>With her face mere inches from your own.
>And that's when it hit you.
>Bat breath.
>You grabbed the pony and ran home with her.
>Straight to your bathroom, where you grabbed your toothbrush and toothpaste.
>She screamed and howled as you brushed her teeth until they were fresh and clean.
>Once you finished, you let her go and ran out into the night.
>It was time to clean Hollow Shades' teeth.
>Bat by bat, you tackled them and forcefully cleaned their mouths.
>No more bat breath for this town.
>As the night carried on, you cleaned the mouths of nearly every bat in town.
>And the town was smelling fresher than ever.
>You retreat to your home to rest.

>The next night, you're awoken by a loud pounding at your door.
>As you check to see what the commotion is, you open your front door.
>A long line of bat-ponies waits patiently.
>The first mare at the door trots inside.
>You pick her up and put her back outside.
"What do you think you're doing?"
>"I'm here to get my teeth brushed!"
"What?"
>"Aren't you a dentist?"
"No?"
>"Oh. Well, where are we going to go to get our teeth brushed?"
"Don't you have your own toothbrushes?"
>"Yes, but none of us do it as well as you!"
>Rolling your eyes, you sigh and invite her back in.
>Looks like you've just gotten roped into being the Hollow Shades tooth-brusher.
>At least they're willing to pay for it.

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>Day two of being Anon the dentist
>Bat-ponies keep lining up at your door from sunset to sunrise.
>You don't actually have the credentials to do this, nor the tools.
>All you have is an assortment of toothbrushes and a lot of toothpaste.
>Why?
>For the sake of this silly little story, of course.
>Bat-ponies line up from the door to your bathroom, all the way through Hollow Shades.
>As far as you know, Hollow Shades has come to a complete stand-still due to your new business.
>The economy is probably dead, since you have almost all of the money in Hollow Shades.
>Bat-ponies will pay upwards of twenty bits just to have their teeth brushed.
>One mare in particular has paid you almost a hundred bits, but she always requests that you floss her teeth and give her mouthwash too.
>At least she won't have bat breath.
>She helps Hollow Shades smell better, too.
>Maybe ponies will actually visit the town if it doesn't smell like armpits.
>"Anon!"
>It's her.
"Yes, Echo. Hello."
>She throws a bundle of bits into your bath tub and hops up on the counter.
>"The usual!"
>With a sigh, you apply a bit of toothpaste to a toothbrush, wet it, and stick it in her mouth.
>She scree's as she closes her lips around the brush.
>You hold her by the snout and start scrubbing her teeth.
>She smiles and shuts her eyes as she taps her hooves on the counter.
>Echo takes a little too much satisfaction out of this.
>The toothpaste foams around her lips as you pull the brush out.
>She turns and spits into the sink before opening her mouth as wide as possible.
>You pull a bit of floss out of a small plastic box and twirl it around your fingers.
>It slides between her teeth as you pull little scraps of food up.
>As you finish, she licks her teeth and smiles.
>"Now the mouthwash!"
>You sigh and pour a cap full of mouthwash for her.
>She sips it up and swishes it around her mouth before spitting it into the sink.
>"Thanks Anon!"
>She shouts, hops off the counter, and sprints out of the room.