>Be Anon
>You are the only human in Equestia.
>When you first arrived in this land, you were amazed at the sights of magic and flying ponies.
>You were also only around ten years old.
>The ponies looked really friendly and seemed to value love and tolerance.
>You were so young and naïve.
>They treated you like a monster.
>A thing that should be feared and chased.
>A thing that parents told their foal in order to keep them in line.
>A thing.
>This was your new life, and you hated it.
>You started to restent them for treating you that way.
>What gave them the right to treat you that way.
>You were able to convice them that you were not a monster by doing a few good deeds.
>They still resented you, but at least they didn't chase you anymore.
>You were actually allowed into their capital city.
>You recieved a letter about a place to live and a job that paid well.
>Only to find out you would be featured in a circus.
>Your stubborn childish pride made you turn them away.
>You now live in an alleyway, living off the trash.
>It wasn't so bad, you learned where had the best food and where to get a new box after a storm.
>Still, you wished for a better life.
>Little did you know, you would eventualy get your chance.

>Today was just another day where you were down in the dumps.
>Litteraly.
>You were dumpster diving, looking for anything to improve you current condition.
>You would kill for a decent amount of cloth or a knife to cut it.
>You were interupted by a series of giggles.
>Even if ponies would no longer hunt you down, you were still scared of ponies.
>You pushed even farther in the dumpster.
>There was some cardboard sitting on the top.
>You thanked whatever deity that decided to smile on you that day.
>You took the cardboard and wrapped it around yourself, blending into the rest of the trash.
>The giggles got closer and closer.
>You were hoping that the pony would turn around or run right past the dumpster.
>You luck ended witht the cardboard.
>You could hear the sound of hooves scraping metal, and the sound of the lid opening and closing.
>That and the constant giggling.
>You can hear the creaking of the lid as it is raised once again.
>The filly, you guessed by the sound of the giggles, was trying to repress her giggles.
>When she succeeded, silence fell across the alleyway.
>You tried to quiet your breathing.
>You didn't want to scare the filly.
>It would just be a good excuse to throw you in the dungen.
>You rather be free and live in dirt than be a prisoner and live in dirt.
>The sounds of hooves in the alley causes you to stiffen.
>You were a bit relieved at the sound of another filly instead of a grown pony.
>"Tiaaaaa! Tiaaaaa! Where art thou Tia!"
>The voice gets closer to the dumpster.
>"Tia! Mother wishes thou to return to the castle! Supper will be served soon!"
>Oh fuck.
>This is just what you need: to be accused of kidnapping someone from the royal family.
>You can hear the hooves stop in front of the dumpster.
>This is it.
>The life or death moment.
>If she finds you, you can kiss your life goodbye.
>You sit in that filth for what felt like hours.
>The sound of the filly's hooves starts to fade away from the dumpster.
>You breath a sigh of relief and remove the cardboard camouflage.
>You turn around and your heart stopped.
>You forgot about the other filly.
>She was small and white witha pink mane.
>You could see a crown on her head, but more importantly, she is staring right at you.

>You're dead.
>You are so fucking dead.
>Here you are, in a dumpster, in a random alley, with someone from the royal line.
>All she needs to do now is scream and the royal guards throw you in the stockade.
>You start to slowly backpeddle, getting as far away as you can without startling her.
>Her eyes are wide and unblinking.
>She is staring into your soul.
>Your hand starts to make its way towards the lid.
>If you're lucky you think you could get a head start and out run her.
>Just as you are about to touch the lid, she speaks up.
>"Who-What are you."
>You can feel your heart trying to beat its way out of your chest.
>You are paralyzed with fear.
>Your mind goes blank and your instincts take over.
>You push up the lid and jump out of the dumpster.
>All you have to do now is make it back to your alleyway and hide in your box
>You make a break for it.
>Behind you, you hear the lid fly open and a young voice telling you to wait.
>You know better.
>Ponies only lie and use you.
>They have always hated you, and you learned that the hard way.
>You find yourself in your alley.
>Home
>The sound of rapid hooves made your blood run cold.
>She followed you.
>You ran and curled up in your box.
>You were on the verge of crying.
>You were just a kid. You didn't want to go to jail.
>You heard the hooves stop at the enterence to your alley.
>The hooves started to walk down the alley, taking their time.
>She was looking for you.
>You curl up tighter.
>You just wanted her to leave you alone.
>Her hooves can be seen out of your box.
>One of her hooves raised the top flap, exposing your hiding spot.
>You turn away, burying your face in your makeshift ball.
>"Hey, hey. Don't be scared."

>You don't respond.
>You are too scared to do anything but shiver in fear.
>She reaches out to touch you.
>You flinch away.
>There is only one way this is going to play out, and it means the end for you.
>"Come on. I'm not going to hurt you."
>She is lying, just like all the other ponies.
>She probably wants to parade you around as an exotic pet.
>"You kinda look like a monkey. Do you want a banana?"
>You are a little angry for being called a monkey, but your fear is far greater than your anger.
>"Here."
>You risk a look out of your safety ball to see what the filly was talking about.
>In her hoof she was holding out a fresh, yellow banana
>Still you take the banana like the hungry boy you are.
>She giggles at your display.
>"Come here. Come here."
>She taps her legs, trying to coo you out like a wild animal.
I'm not a dog.
>She stops tapping her legs, her jaw opens, and her eyes go wide.
>"Y-You can talk?"
>You feel like she is insulting your intelligence.
Yes I can talk. Now, leave me alone.
>You peel back the banana, savoring the aroma.
>You take your first bite of fresh food you have had in months.
>My god!
>This was the best thing you have ever tasted.
>There were no preservatives or chemicals, just the magic of the earth ponies.
Mmmmmmmm
>You look back at the broken filly.
>With a huff, you turn your back to her.
>"W-What are you?"
>You really don't like this filly being around you.
>You may be only ten, but you didn't like colts or fillies along with the rest of the pony race.
Why do you care?

>You could hear her gasp.
>"I care for all my subjects."
>You roll your eyes.
>Time to lay down the facts.
>You turn back to face the filly.
Alright, let's get things straight. First, I am not your subject. No pony even likes that I am here. Second, I don't care all that much for ponies either. And finally, I just want to be left alone.
>Her eyes start to water and her bottom lip starts to quiver.
>You really don't want to deal with this right now.
>"W-Why are you s-so mean."
>A few stray tears roll down her cheek.
>You may hate ponies, but this little filly reminded you of yourself when you were first shunned by pony kind.
Hey, c'mon. Stop crying.
>It doesn't look like you half ass attempt to get her to stop didn't work.
>You don't know if your heart can take it if you let her release the flood gates.
Ok ok, I'm sorry. Just please don't cry.
>You feel yourself start tearing up.
>You remember all the things the ponies did to you.
>All the things they said to you.
>'Oh look there is the monster! Run!' 'This is an orphanage not a zoo! Beat it!' 'Hey, I bet if we beat up that thing, those fillies will totally want us.'
>They never thought once about how you might feel.
>You feel stray tears running down your face.
>The filly was able to recover enough from her pain to notice yours.
>She remembered what her mother would do when she felt bad.
>She got closer to you and pulled you into a hug.
>You wouldn't normaly let a pony touch you, but right now you was hurting too much to care.
>You wrap own arms around her and cried.
>You two just sat there in the alley way, bawling your eyes out.

>It was a few minutes before either of you calmed down.
>You were both reduced to sniffles and red eyes.
>She let go of you and you wiped your nose.
T-Thank you.
>"You're welcome."
>An akward silence made its way between the two of you
>"So what are you.
>You took a big breath.
I'm a human.
>She looked confused.
>"I have never heard of a human before."
>You shuffle uncomfortably.
>This is something you had to learn to cope with, even if it still hurt.
That because... I'm the only one.
>The filly doesn't quite understand the magnitude of being truly alone.
>She has always had friends, her parents, her sister...
>Her eyes widen as she starts to realize what you are going through.
>"You mean you don't have a mom or dad?"
>You shake your head.
>"And nopony wants to be friends with you?"
>You skake your head again.
>"T-That... That's awful!"
>You nod.
>She stomped her hoof in anger.
>"Well that stops today mister?..."
>She could tell you were a male by the sound of your voice, but that is all she knew about your biology.
Anon. Just call me... Anon
>She gives a smile.
>Her mother always said a good start for a friendship, is with your name.
>She held out her hoof.
>"My name is Princess Solaris Celestia. But all my friends just call me Tia. So, call me Tia." 
>You reach out your arm and meet her hoof with your fist.
>Before you could say anthing else, a familiar voice booms from the entrance to the alleyway.
>"Tiaaaaaaaaa! We are not amu-"
>Standing in the alleyway was a blue filly with her own crown on her head.
>Her eyes went wide as she saw you hoofbumping Tia.
>The next thing you heard shook you to your very core.
>"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Help! A monster has foalnapped our sister!"

>There was that word.
>Monster.
>Everyone was always so quick to judge you for just being different.
>All the happy feelings that you were able to gain from Tia were gone with that word.
>YOu scramble out of your box and run down the alleyway.
>You never did get a chance to tell Tia goodbye.
>Fear was coursing through your body.
>You had to get away.
>Every inch of your being told you to run and hide.
>You hear shouting behind you.
>It sounds like Royal Guards.
>They are on your trail.
>You weave through the maze of alleys, trying to lose them.
>When you turn your last corner, you are met with a sight that made you give up all hope.
>You were standing right up against the caslte wall.
>They had hearded you towards thier destination like a wild beast.
>The guards at the top had you in their crosshairs while the others closed off you escape with sharp spears.
>Even if you were grown up, you doubted that would would be able to get out of this mess.
>"Give up creature! We have you surrounded!"
>You don't know where the shout came from.
>You didn't care.
>Your life is over.
>All it took was one screaming filly to cry out monster.
>You saw the unicorns try and hold you down by magic.
>Things were about to get a whole lot worse.
>"I-I can't hold it down!"
>"My magic is not working!"
>"It is an abomination! Kill it!"
>You look around and see some earth ponies moving towards you with spears at the ready.
>You fall to the ground and curl into a ball.
>It's over.
>They aren't going to take you to jail.
>They are just going to kill you instead.

>The guards get closer ready to strike.
>They raise their spears and...
>"STOP!"
>The guards look around confused.
>Tia comes running out of a pack of guards.
>A few gaurds try to catch her, but she is already throwing herself over you.
>She is using her body to protect you.
>"Princess! Get away from that thing!"
>She tightens her grip around you.
>"I won't let you hurt him. He is my friend!"
>The guards take a step back.
>They could not understand why she is defending you.
>"But princess, didn't that thing foalnap you?"
>She closes her eyes and shakes her head.
>She is still a little ashamed about what her sister started.
>"No. I found him. He is all alone and scared.
>She turnes back to the guards.
>Her eyes are starting to tear up.
>"He said he was the only human in Equestia. He doesn't have a family or friends. Ponies just treat him like trash. And that is where I found him. In a dumpster. Looking for his next meal. Do you have any idea on how that makes me feel? Knowing ponies could be so heartless."
>A look of shame spreads over the guards.
>They all had families and friends.
>They never had to go and look for food.
>The spears were lowered and the ponies on the wall discard their crossbows.
>"I... I want to take him to the castle."
>The guards look at the filly with confused faces.
>"But princess, what about the king and queen?"
>She starts to pet your head.
>It feel good to be conforted.
>"I will talk with mom and dad. I just want him to have a home."
>She gives you another squeeze.
>She leans in a whispers in your ear.
>"It's ok Anon. They aren't going to hurt you anymore. You're safe now."
>Safe
>You never thought you would never be in that position, but here was this princess vouching for you.
>Maybe things are starting to look up afterall.

>You look up at the castle gate.
>It is huge, and surrounded by dozens of guards.
>They are still not sure if they should let you in, but at least they aren't shoving their weapons in your face.
>You make sure and stick close to Tia.
>She is probably the only thing keeping you alive.
>You pass through the gate and head to the doors of the castle. 
>The castle is a bit intimidating. 
>When you reach the door, it takes a orange hue and opens.
>You are greated by a large and very open room.
>At the far end of the room, you see two regal alicorns sitting on their thrones.
>You lean over to Tia.
Are you sure about this.
>You were too nervous to even sweat.
>They might throw you out for staining the floor.
>"Don't worry. I am sure they will let you stay here."
>You aren't so sure.
>You could blame it on your history with ponies... but you haven't been wrong yet.
>You are now at the foot of the thrones.
>The queen looks like a bigger version of Tia.
>Her mane reminds you of the sun flowing in the non-exsistent breeze.
>The king, on the other hand, is a few shades darker than the filly that ratted you out.
>His mane reminds you of the night sky.
>You swear that you can see stars twinkling.
>The queen jumps out of her seat and runs towards Tia.
>"Solaris! We were so worried!"
>She pushed past you and hugged the little filly.
>"Mom stop. You're embarrassing me."
>You take a few steps back.
>You want them to have their moment.
>The queen set down Tia and gave her a stern glare.
>"Where have you been young filly."
>Tia doesn't seem phased by the queen.
>You, however, are about to wet yourself.
>"I have been making friends with Anon."
>The king is now off his throne and is beside his wife.
>"Who is Anon?"
>The sound of his voice makes you want to curl back into your safety ball.
>Tia is now pointing right out you.
>"He is." 

>The royals follow Tia's hoof right to you.
>You swear you peed a little.
>The king walks up to you.
>He is eyeing you with a critical eye.
>"What is this... thing?"
>At least he didn't call you a monster.
>Tia however gives a loud huff.
>"He isn't a thing Daddy. He is a human. The only human."
>The king is now walking around you.
>You can already tell that he doesn't like you.
>You don't know whether it is because you are a human... or a male.
>The queen's face brightens.
>"Oh! So you want him as an exotic pet."
>You are really getting tired of ponies thinking you are nothing but an animal.
>Tia seems a bit upset at it too.
>"What? No! He is my friend and I want to give him a place to stay."
>The queen looks your way.
>She doesn't believe you are intelligent.
>"Sweatie... how do you know that this..."
>Tia gives her mother a glare.
>"Human..."
>Tia smiles.
>"...is intelligent?"
>"Because he talked to me."
>The king gives a laugh.
>"Just because he can make a noise doesn't mean he is intelligent. Think of it this way. If a dog barks, does that make it smart?"
>Tia struggles at the answer.
>"Well no. But..."
>"Exactly, so why don't you run along and get ready for bed while we return this... human to its home."
>You would speak up, but you were still frozen with fear.
>You didn't know if you would be attacked if you said anything.
>As much as you hated not helping out Tia, and yourself at that, you stood their silent as a mute.
>"Wait! I can prove it."
>Her parents didn't listen.
>"Guards. Escort the human to the gate."
>A series of yes sirs were sounded before you were being pushed towards the door.
>"Anon! Say something! Please!"
>You just couldn't
>You were too afraid of the unknown.
>The last thing you heard before the door shut was Tia screaming your name.
>"Anon!"

>Once the door shut a guard grabbed you by the collar and threw you out the gate.
>They wasted no time shutting the gate behind you.
>You look back and give a sad sigh.
>That might have been your only chance to actually have a home.
>And you blew it.
>All you had to do was speak up.
>Well, at least you can still go back to your box.
>You lower your head and trudge back to your alleyway.
>No one stopped you on the way.
>In your alley, you see nothing has changed.
>The trash still stunk.
>You box was starting to droop.
>You're going to have to get another one soon.
>There is a banana peel sitting in the middle of your box.
>You pick up the peel, thinking of everything you just gave up.
>You were weak.
>You were stupid.
>You could have had everything.
>But you chose nothing.
>You throw the peel down the alley.
>You were angry at yourself for being so scared.
>Climbing into your box, you curl up and try to fall asleep.