- >It still has that new tree smell.
- >The wood is polished and stained, and there doesn’t appear to be a kitchen of any kind.
- “What am I supposed to eat?”
- >”I’ll get you something from the market. You’re not going to starve.”
- >”Don’t see why not.”
- “Suck it.”
- >”Enough. Your bickering is driving me up the wall.”
- >You shut up, not wanting to upset your host quite yet.
- >”Applejack, care to help me get Anon upstairs?”
- >”Only for you Twilight,” her eyes furrowed on you.
- >They push your up the stairs, finally coming to a rest at the top.
- >”Spike!?”
- >”Hoo.”
- >”Not now Owlowiscious.”
- “Who’s Spike?”
- >”Hoo.”
- >”He’s my assistant and friend. Is he off at Rarity’s again?”
- >”I wouldn’t doubt it. You know how he is around her.”
- >”Do I.”
- “Great. More stupid p0nies to hang around.”
- >”Spike isn’t a p0ny. He’s a dragon.”
- >You almost choke on air.
- “And you thought it would be safe to bring me here?”
- >”He’s just a baby dragon. Besides, he doesn’t care for other dragons.”
- “Not liking and not caring are two different things.”
- >”He won’t hurt you. Trust me.”
- “Ever heard of The Scorpion and the Frog? It’s in his nature.”
- >”Knew he’d be a filly about it.”
- >Every fucking word…
- >You hear the downstairs door swing open.
- >”Spike?”
- >”Here Twilight.”
- >”Come upstairs, there’s someone I’d like you to meet.”
- >And here it comes…
- >The small purple and green lizard looks at you, his slitted eyes on you.
- >”Spike this is Anon.”
- >”I know who he is.”
- >Fucking called it. Twilight may not see it, but there’s a fire burning in his heart.
- >”Are you-“
- >”Hello.”
- “Hey.”
- >No one says anything as you share glances.
- >The atmosphere was thick enough to cut with a knife.
- >”Well shucks I really must get going. Glad to help.”
- >She rushes out before anyone can say a word.
- >Silence strikes once more.
- >”Hoo.”
- “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”
- >Twilight finally speaks up.
- >”You want anything to eat? I can run and get something really quick.”
- >”Two rubies, I had a snack already.”
- “Mashed Potatoes.”
- >Eye’s lock once more.
- >Twilight makes her exit, the door slamming shut behind her.
- “Thought she’d be here forever.”
- >”You have no idea.”
- “Get it out now. Let’s not drag it on.”
- >”You… You’re not a p0ny.”
- “Just figure that out now Sherlock?”
- >”I would never hurt a p0ny, but you…”
- “I don’t think Twilight would appreciate that very much.”
- >”What she doesn’t know won’t kill her.”
- “Might kill me.”
- >”That is the point after all.”
- “Quite.”
- >”You’re going to pay for what you’ve done to my kind.”
- “They deserved it. Pillaging and all.”
- >”No one deserves to die, no matter their crimes.”
- “Oh the irony.”
- >He smirks, “But you’re a special case.”
- “If you’re going to do it, then finish me off already. I’m right here.”
- >”You think I’m stupid? She’d know it was me.”
- “Make it look like an accident?”
- >”I plan on it.”
- >You sigh, tapping your fingers on the bed.
- “Don’t keep me waiting long, else I might die of boredom.”
- >”This isn’t a game. This is real.”
- “I’ve been in worse situations.”
- >”We’ll see.”
- >He descends the stairs as Twilight gets back.
- >Dinner time it seems.
- >Well today wasn’t that bad.
- >Spike didn’t attempt anything that day.
- >Probably trying to concoct some plan to make it look like it was someone else.
- >Night soon falls and with it, your mysterious guest.
- >The window slides open, the man leaping through.
- >”Nice to see you again.”
- “Fuck you as well.”
- >He strides up beside you, not worrying about Twilight or Spike.
- >He seems to read your thoughts, “They wouldn’t wake up if an earthquake hit.”
- “Nice choice of words.”
- >He stammers over his words, apologizing again.
- “Just read the damn book.”
- >You pay more attention to your companion this time.
- >Mainly to spout out harsh criticism about the book and how fucking retarded it is.
- >He goes on regardless.
- >Before long he makes his leave again.
- >”Until next time.”
- “Five months left.”
- >”I’ll be waiting.”
- >The next morning, Twilight sets you up downstairs.
- >”Since you’ll be staying with me for a while, I thought it’d be nice for us to learn more about eachother.”
- “You’re joking right? I’ve had shits more meaningful.”
- >”We’re not that different you know, past the flesh.”
- “Whatever, it’s not like I have a choice.”
- >”Good, then let’s being. What’s your name?”
- >For fucks sake.
- >This is going to be a long session.
- >After a couple hours of constant questions you begin to get impatient.
- “Isn’t there a faster way of doing this?”
- >”I normally could read your mind, but you seem to be- different.”
- “Well look at that, we really are different then.”
- >”You’re unique,” Damn right you are. “But only physically.”
- “If you’re trying to say we think the same, then you’re fucking wrong. I’m not all sunshines and lollipops in the head.”
- >”We’re not either. We’re only p0ny.”
- “That sounds fucking retarded.”
- >She sighs, pushing away her chalkboard.
- >”Hungry?”
- “Aren’t I always?”
- >”What do you want?”
- ”Bologna and beans.”
- >”You’re not getting meat Anon.”
- “Bitch…”
- >Out the door she goes, leaving you alone.
- >Or so you hoped.
- >The chandelier above you begins to shake and you soon see why.
- “Nice to see you too Spike.”
- >He ignores you, clawing at the chandelier.
- >You go on trying to escape his little trap, rocking your chest back and forth.
- >The bed rolls a little, but stays in the same place for the most part.
- >Well… You’re fucked.
- >”Sweet dreams Anon.”
- >The cord snaps with one last swipe.
- >Goodbye world.
- >The chandelier crashes to the floor, your eyes shooting open in wonder.
- >He missed? What a fag.
- “Couldn’t hit an immobile target now could you?”
- >He snarls, “You traitor!”
- >He can’t handle failure at all now can he?
- “What’s the matter? Little Spikey can’t get the job done?”
- >”Hoo.”
- >You see the owl resting just above your head.
- >It hits you suddenly. Did he just-
- >”Why? Why did you help him?”
- >”Hoo.”
- >”Stop mocking me!”
- >You laugh out loud, your chest hurting so good.
- “Outdone by an owl. Damn that’s just pathetic.”
- >He yells in his mouth, the door opening once more.
- >”I got you some be- What in the hay happened?”
- >Spike seems to have made a quick escape.
- “The cord just snapped suddenly. Your pet owl saved me.”
- >”Hoo.”
- >”Thank goodness for that. Who knows what could’ve happened?”
- >You do.
- >This goes on for about two weeks.
- >It always goes the same way though.
- >Spike tries to kill you.
- >Owlowiscious saves you.
- >Twilight cleans up the mess.
- >She continued her little sessions as well.
- >Her attempts are in vain though.
- >You’re two different species from two different worlds.
- >You have nothing in common.
- “So the elements of harmony were used to seal Discord? The god of chaos? That’s retarded.”
- >”The elements are very powerful. Even apart, they can change lives.”
- “I’ve heard better stories from my sister....”
- >It’s been so long since you’ve thought about her.
- >”Who was your sister?”
- “Is this part of the session?
- >”Yes.”
- “Dammit. Where to start with that bitch…”
- >Oh there are so many places.
- “She was always the favorite, always one step above me. No matter how hard I pushed she would always be better.”
- >”She was older than you?”
- “Yeah. She pissed me off so much. It doesn’t matter now though. It’s in the past.”
- >”I think you want to talk more about her.”
- “No I don’t. That life is behind me, and I’m glad to be rid of it.”
- >”If that’s what you want.”
- “It is.”
- >That familiar silence washes over the room.
- >”Hungry?”
- “Yep.”
- >She takes her leave.
- “What is it this time Spike?”
- >He leaps on your chest, knocking the wind out of you.
- >”I’m tired of these games. I just want you gone.”
- >You rest your head.
- “Well here we are again. It’s always such a pleasure.”
- >Remember when you tried to kill me twice.
- >God you love that song.
- “Oh how we laughed and laughed.”
- >”Shut up!”
- “Except I wasn’t laughing. Under the circumstances I’ve been shockingly nice.”
- >”I said quiet!”
- >He punches you in your bruised ribs.
- “Shutting up now.”
- >”Nobody is going to interrupt me this time.”
- >You look towards the stairs, Owlowiscious caged up.
- >”That’s right.”
- >He inhales deeply, charging his signature attack.
- >He doesn’t care if she knows anymore, fuck!
- >Have to move, have to…
- >You throw your arm at him, knocking him off the bed.
- “FUUUCK!”
- >Jesus Mary and Joseph! DAMNIT!
- >You rest your arm, Spike flailing about on the ground.
- >He releases a thunderous belch igniting several books lying around.
- >”No no no!”
- >Realizing his plan failed he desperately tries to clean up the mess.
- >Your bed feels abnormally hot.
- “Is something cooking?”
- >Twilight walks in, the flames still burning.
- >”ANON! SPIKE!”
- >She quenches the flames in seconds, “Are you alright Anon?”
- “I should b-“ you realize that your bedside was also on fire, “That motherfucker!”
- >She glares at Spike.
- >”I thought you were better than this. I stood up for you Spike!”
- >He fumbles over his words, keeping his head down.
- >”I- I can’t even look at you right now. I think it would be best if you stayed at Rarity’s for a while.”
- >”But Twilight-“
- >”No buts. I’ll help you pack.”
- >He’s out by day’s end.
- “Now I only want you gone.”
- >He gives you one last glare before he’s gone, hopefully for good.
- >”How long has this been going on?”
- “Since I got here. He didn’t waste any time.”
- >”So all of those messes…”
- >You nod. It’s surprising that it took her this long to figure out.
- >”Why didn’t you tell me?”
- “You wouldn’t have believed me. You love Spike too much to take my word over his. Maybe YOU are the one who needs to learn something.”
- >She takes this in, giving you your sack of food.
- “Thank you kindly.”
- >You scarf it down, not bothering to take any precautions.
- >”How’s the arm?”
- >You look down at it, still resting on your waist.
- “It’s been better, but it seems I can move it now.”
- >”Painful?”
- “You have no idea.”
- >”Sorry.”
- “Not your fault.”
- >”I should always be with you. If I had been here-“
- “He would have done something while you were sleeping. It’s unavoidable.”
- >”Thanks Anon.”
- >Wait. Stop being nice. Stop it.
- “Whatever, don’t get all sappy on me.”
- >She lets out Owlowiscious, “I’m guessing he was a big help.”
- “Without a doubt. That guy has some perks to be sure.”
- >”I sure am glad you helped Anon.”
- >”Hoo.”
- >You can’t help but laugh a little, painfully you might add.
- >Twilight starts bringing you along when she goes to the market.
- >After she found out Spike had it out for you she’s been extra careful about leaving you alone.
- >Everyp0ny steers clear of you, making your trip far more difficult.
- >Most of the shops would ‘conviently’ run out of stock while others would flat out refuse to serve you.
- >You can see that it pains Twilight for her fellows to treat you this way.
- >It’s not her fault, they’re just a bunch of oversensitive cunts.
- “Let’s just go home.”
- >”But what about your food?”
- “Fuck it and fuck them. I won’t let them get us down.”
- >“Even if it means you’ll starve?”
- “Damn straight, these guys are unbearable. I can’t believe they’d act this way.”
- >She smiles, “Then I guess we aren’t so different after all.”
- “Well if you put it that way…”
- >She’s right after all. Another peg off your pole.
- >”Let’s get back to the house. I still have some leftovers we can eat.”
- “Sounds good to me.”
- >She always had a way of keeping it so fresh.
- >Magic, don’t gotta explain shit.
- >Twilight looks around at the gawking ponies as she pushes you along.
- >”This no way to behave. They should be ashamed of themselves.”
- >You tilt your head up at her.
- “The mind always believes itself correct until contradicted by another.”
- >”Who said that?”
- “Me. Just now.”
- >You both share a laugh.
- >”You know Anon I- Whoa!”
- >Your bed screeches to a halt as someone blocks the way.
- “What’s the big idea! You better- Oh hi Fluttershy.”
- >”I’m sorry, I didn’t see you. Are you going home?”
- >”Yeah, a little empty-handed as you can see.”
- “Bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks.”
- >”That’s just awful. I wish there was something I could do.”
- >Oh, but there is.
- >She gets the same idea you had, reaching into her bag.
- >”I was going to sell these, but I think you guys could use them more.”
- >She hands Twilight a bushel of assorted veggies.
- >”And I have something special for you as well.”
- >Eggs. Glorious Eggs!
- “Hells yeah! If I could I’d hug you I would.”
- >Wait, you can move your arms kinda, hug that bitch.
- >Mustering your strength you stretch out your arms.
- “Come here.”
- >”Anon I’m not sure that’s the best idea.”
- >”Worth it.”
- >You hug that Pegasus for the first time.
- >The first warm body you’ve had against you for close to two months.
- >Stay down boy, that’s for later.
- >Okay your limbs are starting to hurt time to end it.
- >She pulls away, your arms falling to your sides.
- >That tired you out more than you thought it would, you’re even breathing heavy.
- “Still worth it.”
- >”Don’t hurt yourself Anon.”
- “I won’t, but thanks for the thought.”
- >”We’d best be going now. It was nice to see you Fluttershy.”
- >”Oh okay… See you around.”
- >You’d slap Twilight right now if you had the strength.
- “She was kind enough to give us free food. You damn well better invite her over.”
- >”I don’t think she’d-“
- >”I’d love to, if that’s alright with you.”
- “It is. Riiiight?”
- >”Well, I mean, of course. It’ll be nice having you over.”
- >It’ll be good to have her as company.
- >Too much Twilight rubs you the wrong way.
- >Throw in some Fluttershy and you have a nice little brew going.
- >The three of you leave the market’s faggoty ponies and get back to the house.
- >Fluttershy and Twilight whip up some dinner for you.
- >Delicious food.
- >It was nice having her over that night.
- >Nice…
- >You stretch out your arms, the bones still trembling.
- “I was hoping they hadn’t degraded as much.”
- >”Months of inactivity will do that to you.”
- “Starting back from square one. How fucking dandy.”
- >”It’s not as bad as you think.”
- “Not as bad? You get crushed underneath two tons of rock and beaten to near death and then tell me that.”
- >”I didn’t mean it like that.”
- “I know,” you sigh.
- >Fuck! You can’t blame her for what happened to you.
- >”I went back to the hospital today like you requested.”
- ”And? What did the doctor have to say?”
- >”First, that your rate of recovery is simply astonishing. He was thrilled.”
- “Did he expect me to rot away? Humans are extremely resilient, and I’m no ordinary human.”
- >”You’re called a human? Interesting…”
- “HEY! Focus. What else?”
- >”Sorry, got distracted there for a second.”
- “No problem, just keep this brief will ya.”
- >”Second, he said that if you stay on course you’ll be fully healed in about four months.”
- “Damn, I was hoping to be out sooner.”
- >”You can’t rush yourself. You may hurt yourself worse.”
- “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. Nothing’s going to take me down again.”
- >”If you say so…”
- “Do I need to tell you how I slew that Manticore herd again?”
- >”No, not that one again.”
- “Good, I’m tired of saying it.”
- >”Thank Celestia for that,” she mutters under her breath.
- “What was that?”
- >”Nothing, shall I move on?”
- “Why yes. Yes you can.”
- >”The last thing he told me is a bit more exciting.”
- >She trots towards the closet, rolling out some masked object.
- “It’s a TARP!”
- >”Guess what’s underneath it.”
- >God fucking dammit.
- “I know what this is, it’s an espresso machine.”
- >She shakes her head, “Guess again.”
- ”A snow cone maker?”
- >”Nope.”
- >You’re not playing this game with her.
- “I can make things really sloppy in the bathroom. Really sloppy. Fluttershy knows all about that.”
- >There’s that fear you longed to see.
- >”Fine, you win.”
- “Don’t I always?”
- >She pulls back the tarp, you reveling in its simplicity.
- >”Want to try it out?”
- “This isn’t a joke? I can- you know.”
- >”Let me help you.”
- >She holds underneath your legs, traversing the distance between you and your gift.
- >You ease into your new home, your legs dangling off the front.
- >You place your hands on the wheels, struggling to move them along.
- >With enough force you move a little, the child inside you perking up.
- >You look back to Twilight.
- >She doesn’t look happy for you, shuffling from one hoof to the next.
- >You can tell she’s hiding something.
- “Twilight, what’s the bad news?”
- >”There’s not any bad news,” she’s clearly trying to stall, “Don’t you like it?”
- “Twilight…”
- >”I didn’t want to be the one to tell you.”
- “No one does. Just hit me with it.”
- >”The doctor- had more time to observe your x-rays. There was a complication.”
- >You don’t like the sound of that.
- >”A piece of metal is lodged just underneath your Patella, it’s- not something he can remove.”
- “Why not?! Get that shit out!”
- >”You could lose all range of motion below your knee. It’ll essentially be dead weight.”
- “And if I keep it in?”
- >”You won’t be able to walk without assistance, and you’ll need to take medication for the pain.”
- “So I can either live free of pain without a leg, or drugged up with a limp. Fucking astounding.”
- >You can see why she didn’t want to tell you.
- >This sours the mood a great deal.
- >You swivel in your chair, the soft rhythms doing little to calm you.
- >”Anon?”
- “It’s ok. It’s going to be ok.”
- >You grip the wheels with your hand, tightening painfully.
- >She rests her hoof on your shoulder.
- >It’s going to be ok.
- >Before you know it the end of the month is up.
- >With that means you’ll be moving once more.
- >Spike can go back to living with Twilight, though their relationship will dampened.
- “Exactly who will I be staying with now anyways?”
- >”Another friend of mine. You haven’t met her yet.”
- “And what if I have?”
- >She places your things on your lap.
- >”You’d remember if you had met her.”
- >So she’s one of those kind of ponies.
- >You can’t wait…
- >Twilight and you share one last breakfast together.
- >You couldn’t wait to leave, but now that you are…
- >She’s like the sister you always wanted, and you have to leave her.
- >Fuck man, there’s a reason you suppressed this shit.
- >All it does is drag you down.
- >You might as well enjoy this while you can.
- >”It’s tough to see you go.”
- “Well yeah, losing a charming fellow like me.”
- >”Not that charming.”
- >Oh Twilight…
- >A knock at the door brings you both to attention.
- >”That must be Pinkie now.”
- “Pinkie? What a stupid name.”
- >”Are you ready? She can be a bit… energetic.”
- “I’m always ready.”
- >”Just giving you fair warning.”
- >The door begins to slide open.
- >”WHEREISHEWHEREISHEWHEREISHE!?”
- >Sensory Overload imminent.
- >Initiate Backups.
- >All the god damn pink.
- >She appears in front of you before you can bat an eye.
- >”Hi I’m Pinkie Pie! What’s your name? My name’s- Oop I already told you mine.”
- >You look over to Twilight, pleading her with your eyes.
- >”Hold up now Pinkie.”
- >”Hold? Can I hold him?! That would be super neat if I could, can I?”
- >You can barely handle a minute of her.
- >You’ll be dead by the end of the first week.
- “I’d rather not?”
- >”Okie dokie. You ready to go then?”
- >She gasps, eyes going wide.
- >”I can have you meet all my friends! We can even-“
- >Oh shit she’s going to explode!
- >”THROW YOU A PARTY!”
- >Why didn’t that boulder just kill you.
- >”I don’t want to take up anymore of your time…”
- >”Oh yeah! Thanks Twilight. We have a lot of things to do, Anon right?!”
- >You stare back at Twilight hoping she would save you.
- >She simply waves, closing the door behind you.
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Adventure Anon: Chapter 4 (Same but Different)
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