Chapter 1: Introduction

>Nightfall

>Ponyville is desert again

>You decide to leave your house and search for food.

>You don’t have much money, so you get some apples at the Sweet Apple acres.

>You really feel guilty about stealing, so you just get enough apples to survive.

>Even if you had any money, it’s not like you can just face other ponies.

>It’s very hard being a bat-pony in Ponyville, but you don’t regret leaving Hollow Shades.

>Even through you were surrounded by bat-ponies, you were still alone.

>You were always quiet and a bit shy, other ponies always bullied you because of that.

>However, some of them seemed to be cool.

>Aux should know how you feel, but at least he has Hekesuh as a friend.

>It would be nice to be their friends, but you were a bit introverted, so you gave up on the idea.

>But one day you decided your life had to change.

>You left hollow shades and decided to move to Ponyville for a fresh start.

 

>And what a start.

>The city was deserted.

>Everything was closed.

>But you could see them looking through the windows.

>They are afraid of you.

>After that “Warm reception” you decided it would be better to leave.

>You couldn't go back to hollow shades, you knew that.

>While wandering around you found a small abandoned wooden shack.

>It was old and falling apart...

>Inside there was just some shelves and rusted old tools.

>The wood was rotten and there was a lot of dust.

>But it would have to do for now.

>You got rid of the tools and cleaned what you could.

>It was not big or good looking, but with some work it became an acceptable place to live.

>Suddenly you think about your parents,your old house.

>But It’s not like they even care.

>I mean.. They didn't even bothered picking you a good name.

>Crimson Drop?

>Totally unoriginal.

>You hated Red.

>Well, you do hate yourself.

>Maybe that’s why you hate Red, to begin with.  

>But self-pity won’t take you anywhere.

>You never really cared about them either.

 

>The days were pretty boring.  

>Slept all day and, at night, you read some books and look for food.

>Thankfully you remembered to bring your book collection from Hollow Shades.

>You loved reading.

>That’s how you earned your cutiemark, a torn page.

>Hopefully you can visit Ponyville library someday.

>Well, if you don’t scare the whole town again.

 

>You also searched for old newspapers when you left your house at night.

>In one of those, you read about something unbelievable.

>A creature that came for another world.

>A “human”.

>His name was Anon, and he was living in Ponyville.

>Not sure if you believe in that you decide that someday you should search for him.

>He is new here, maybe he wouldn't mind the fact that you are a bat-pony.

>Maybe he’s more left-out than you?

>He was different, unlike anyone in Equestria.

>It would be nice to meet him.

>But it’s irrelevant for now.

>Anyway, your days were pretty boring.

>Usually you spend the whole day sleeping, that helps you to avoid people.

>But if you wanted to meet anon, you would have to change that.

 

>One particular day you went to the Sweet Apple Acres to grab something to eat.

>Someday you must find a way to repay it.

>You eat some apples, but decide it’s too early to go back home, so you just sit in a branch and grab another apple.

>You grab a book from your saddle and start reading.

>A lot certainly have happened in these past few weeks.

>There is just too much in your mind, and you barely slept yesterday.

>You keep drifting in your thoughts, and you barely notice how heavy your eyelids are.

>You fall asleep.

 

> You are Anon

 

>Your life has been a mess, and you are still adapting to Equestria.

>At least you already have a job in the sweet apple acres.

>It’s a pretty simple job, actually. You just help picking apples.

>You aren't strong as Applejack or Big mac, so you have to pick them one by one.

>You wonder why they gave you this job, anyway.

>Pity? Or maybe just to help you?

>You don’t know.

>But you always try to make yourself useful.

>To get some apples that are pretty high, you pull a branch.

>Suddenly, something heavy falls to your head, and you fall as you lose balance.

>On top of you is a pony with light gray coat, reddish brown mane and dark brown eyes.

>And fangs.

>And leathery wings.

>Holy batman.

>You scream out of shock and he flew away.

>What the fuck just happened?

 

>You are Crimson

 

>You just fell on top of Anon and scared the shit out of him.

>And you are flying back to you house as fast as you can.

>His yelling really scared you too, but it was your fault.

>You must apologize someday.

>You decided to sneak to Ponyville around dusk to search for him.

>“Stalking” him would be more accurate..  

>You know that you really shouldn't do that, but you still didn't have the courage to be seen in Ponyville.

>At least for now.

>You had noticed that Anon has left his house at night to drink.  

>Maybe that would be a good opportunity to meet him.  

>Not to mention that it’s been a long time since you had anything to drink.

>And the cider from here was pretty famous.  

>You made sure that he doesn't see you, but as sneaky as you were, you was spotted by some ponies.

>You flew away quickly, so there was no commotion.  

>And just a few ponies seen you, could been worse.

>Turns out that was not a bad thing.

>They even made a newspaper article about bat-ponies because of the rumor.

>It was interesting, explained a lot about your kind, about the fact not all of us drink blood and usually aren't dangerous.

>Maybe they won’t be afraid anymore?

>Who knows?

>Can’t know if you don’t try.

 

>You enter Ponyville.

>You pass anon house on the way, and it’s all dark.

>He should be in the bar.

>There are many ponies in the city, many looking at you.

>Curious, and scared.

>Paying no attention to them you enter the bar.

>Surprisingly, no screaming, running or houses suddenly burning without any logical explanation.

>They don’t really seem comfortable with your presence, but at least they don't make a fuss about it.

>It was just as you expected.

>It was a big place, with many round tables with a couple of lamps providing a dim light, and a big counter.

>There were ponies singing, drunken brawls..

>Anon is here, looking at you.

>No, you can’t go talk to him now. It’s better to get some liquid courage.

>You grab a seat near the counter, and ask for some cider.

>The clerk gets you a cider, and the two of you talk a bit.

>That eases the mood a little.

>And the cider is delicious!

>You are glad you kept some spare bits from when you left Hollow Shades.

>Anon just got up.

>You had waited all this time to meet him, and now he was already leaving the bar.

>It was a surprise to realize he wasn't walking to the door, but to you.

>”Mind if I sit here?”

“Not at all. “

 

>Somehow, you manage to keep the spaghetti level to a minimum.

“So, you are Anon. I've read about you in the newspaper. Liking Equestria so far?”

>”Still adapting. Things are very different around here. Being the only human here doesn't help either.”

>He laughs, but you can see sadness in his eyes.

>”And you are?”

>You forgot to introduce yourself.

>Idiot.

“My Name is Crimson Drop. I've moved to Ponyville some time ago.  But I am a bat-pony, and people around here were a bit scared at first, so I don’t get out much.”

>”Yeah, I've never seen you around here. Except that day at the sweet apple acres...”

>You blush and ask for another cider.

>You explained to him what happened that day and decided to apologize.

>But he wasn't mad at you or anything.  

>The two of you spent a lot of time drinking and chatting.

>Anon is pretty cool.

>But something bothered you.

>Many ponies were talking to him, they seem to look like..

>Friends?

>They kept on asking about a lot of things.

>Well, some even talked to you.

>Maybe seeing you chatting with anon made them think that you are not dangerous.

>But that was really unfair.  

>For being different, you were treated as a monster.

>Him?

>Almost a celebrity.

>He has all those friends.

>Why would he need you anyway?

>Maybe it’s because you were always a bit emotive, or you are just way too drunk, but you are really sad and you think you should leave.

>You put the cash at the counter and leave.

 

>You are Anon

 

>And this is pissing you off.

>Every time you bump into someone who doesn't know you, they come with an avalanche of questions.

>About humans, earth, always the same stuff.

>Don’t even get me started on Lyra obsession with hands...

>You hated being the center of attention.

>They’re all annoying.

>Except Berry Punch, she’s cool.

>She is always around here, and the two of you always chat a lot.

>And you just met Crimson Drop, he’s just adorable.

>You look at Crimson, he seems very sad.

>He leaves some cash at the counter and walk out of the bar without saying a word.

>Why did he left like that?

>Did you say something wrong?

>You remember about everything he said about his life, about those last days..

>He shouldn't be alone.

>And he was very drunk, you really should check if he is okay.

>You weren't sober either, but you were used to it.  

>You pay for the drinks and leave to search for him.

 

>You walk a bit and find him, sitting below a tree, sobbing.

>You sit by his side, and as he notices you, he uses his mane to cover his eyes, full of tears.

”Is everything okay?”

>Obviously it was not.

>He was drunk, crying in the streets in the middle of the night.

>And you were shocked as he opened up to you.

>”You are popular, Anon. You have a lot of friends. I have nopony, and really hoped that we could be friends. ”

>”But I understand if you don’t want that.”

>He was completely drunk, you could see that.

 

>So, he thought you actually enjoy all that attention?

>They were no friends, they couldn't care less about you.  

>Berry Punch, Applejack and Big Mac were the closest thing you have to friends around here, since you see them on a daily basis.

>Hell, not even on earth you have many friends.

>You put your hands on his face and make him look at you, and you explain everything.

>Pushing him closer you hug him, and wait for him to stop crying.

>You don’t know why, but you cared deeply about him.

>Maybe it’s because you know how he feels.  

>A couple of minutes later, he stops crying, and you noticed he fell asleep.

>You have no words to describe how cute that is.

>You realize you don’t know exactly where he leave.

>After some thought, you decided to bring him to your home.

 

>It was hard, but you managed to reach your house without faceplanting.

>You look around. It wasn't a big house, but it was comfy.

>You lay him on your bed on your bad and cover him in blankets.

>You make your way to the sofa.

>There isn't TV’s on equestria, and nobody came to visit your house, but you decided to buy a sofa anyway.

>It was useful when you get drunk and can’t reach the bedroom.

>It’s not like you have much to do with your money, anyway.

>You throw yourself on the sofa and close your eyes.

>And you have that familiar sensation, everything is spinning.  

>You smile while thinking about all that happened, and slowly fall asleep.