Title:           Big Blue, Little Blue 1
Author:          Anonipan_Pony
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First Edit:      Tuesday 16th of July 2013 02:12:13 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 16th of July 2013 02:12:13 AM CDT

>You are a Human
>Your parents hated you, so they named you Anonymous
>But the hatred of your parents doesn't matter right now
>Because you are in a land of Magical, Friendly, Tiny Horses
>Otherwise known as Equestria
>And right now
TWILIGHT, I'M GOING OUT
>You're going fishing
>“OKAY", She yelled back
>Exiting your temporary squatting place with pole in hand
>You begin your trek to white tail woods for a protein filled breakfast
>Saying hello to the ponies who passed and didn't try to avoid you
>You've been here in Equestria for a while
>how long, you couldn't say
>Maybe a year? Maybe more?
>You have a tendency to not keep track of days or time in general
>However P0nyville was a recent move
>About a week ago you escaped from your previous `job`
>And `boarded` a train going anywhere
>Carnival's still leave a bad taste in your mouth
>BUT, ANYWAY, FISH
>You must catch and eat them for your dietary diversity of the other residents of P0nyville
>They don't eat meat alot
>You've seen it here and there, but it's expensive and a you don't have a job yet
>Which is why your holding a stick with a string tied to a hole you made at the tip of it
>Give a man a fish and all that jazz
>But there is a problem with this
>As soon as that hook went under water, you heard crying
>Now normally this would be understandable, with Fluttershy living nearby
>But Two things are setting off alarms in your head
>One, It´s pitch is WAY to high to be Flutter's
>And Two, she said hi to you this morning and you don't think she's home yet
>Welp, best you do it before anything else bad happens
>After following the piercing wail, you can't help but notice something awfully familiar about it
>Can't quite place it though
>And quite frankly you seemed to have stopped caring
>Because the source was right in front of you
>A solitary wagon
>Something crying so loud it's making your ears bleed
>And said ear shattering wail coming from within?
>A lesser man would be daunted
>You aren't a lesser man, or just plain dumb
>Opening the door to the wagon...
>this thing is FUCKING HUGE  on the inside
>I mean holy shit
>Wait hold on investigate noise, admire later
>Entering an adjacent room and turning on a lamp
>It becomes swiftly apparent that unicorn lives (lived?) here
>A large bookshelf, accompanied by a desk adorn the room
>As well as a bed that had a...
Wait, what?
>You exclaim
Is that a fucking baby?
>Welp, looks like today's gonna be interesting
>Several thoughts rush through your head, but first you HAVE to get that baby to shut up
>Little shit is louder than Applejack when you joked about preferring pears
>That was hell and a half
>As you Search through the nearly empty wagon it becomes swiftly apparent that it's owner was just scraping by
>There are several areas where the floor is a darker color than in other places
>Which is why you were surprised at how full the ice box was
>Mostly bottles, but still
>After it's milky meal, the baby fell right asleep
>Which brings you to another problem, what to do now
>After all you can't just leave a baby this close to the everfree and you can't exactly stay here
>Twilight has always been a problem solver and the treebrary is a landmark in p0nyville
>"But what about food?" you're stomach growls
>But there might be payment for help the Mare and/or Stallion who own this wagon
>And money means food
>food is known to be good
~~~~~~Several minutes later~~~~~~
>Oh God your arms' hurt
>But at least the wagons set safely behind the treebrary
>Now to get Twilight's help in this mess
>As you approach the door an errant paper has been stuck to the door
>Said paper is a note
>A Note adressed to you saying that she's at Sweet Apple Acres
>And something in your head it isn't for a friendly social
>It might be because AJ had caught a theif stealing her apples
>At this point sirens start blaring in your head
>Said theif might own the wagon
>Wagon has babby
>babby needs parent
>To be honest the next few minutes are a blur
>But several witnesses say that nop0ny has seen anything move faster then you did from a complete stop
>And that there were several casualties in the market
>No fruit or vegetable should've witnessed it
>The next thing you know, you've busted down a large pair of barn doors and fall flat on your face
>You can feel several eyes on you, like fourteen of them
>“Anon whut in tarnation are ya doin"
>You must stand and no matter who this Theif is you will be honest and-
>waitnowhyisthatbluecunttieduphere
>You freeze up like deer in a pair of headlights
>“Anonymous is everything okay darling"
>You must reply honestly here
>even if it means standing up for that massively vapid bl-
I found a wagon in the woods with a baby in it, but I didn't know what to do so I put behind Twilight's
>Stop;large inhale and...
And then I was going to ask Twilight for help but I saw the note and ran here because I thought might be the Apple thief' s
>All of them started laughing
>“Anon, that's ridiculous, even if it were true, no stallion would rut the 'great and powerful' Trixie here"
>You're taken aback at Rainbow's harshness
>You don't like this 'Trixie' either but still
>But the laughing stops when all of them notice sniffling
>Big Blue Cunt is crying
Rainbow
>She looks over trying to be slow, but she only has three speeds
>"Yeah?"
>Stopped, fast, and faster
Go check on the wagon for me