Anon in Equestria: Chapter 4 (Seeds of Chaos)

>”Anoon.” Seriously? “Anooon.”

>Not again with this shit.

“Piss off Ramses, I’m tired of your shit!”

>”Hehehe, you kiss your mother with that mouth, or just your precious Dashie?”

>What?

 

>The voice lets out a bellowing laugh.

>”That got your attention well enough.”

“What the hell are you talking about?

>”Oh, but I think you do.” The voice lets out another chuckle.

>”What did you call it, a night to remember?”

>Jeez, how much did you drink last night?

>You remember the bar, some ponies, and a lot of alcohol…

>”Hmmm, do you really not remember?”

“Who are you? Show yourself!”

>The jimmies have been thoroughly rustled.

 

>”You don’t know me? I’m insulted.”

>A splitting headache erupts, your mind losing control.

>Your body feels constricted, claws brushing against your sides.

>”It’s only me…” The voice no more than a whisper.

>You can feel its warm breath on your ear.

>”Discord.”

 

>Your body springs to life, jolting upright.

>Sweat dripping down your face.

>Fuck your head hurts, but the voice… Discord’s voice… is gone.

>Just another dream Anon. Another terrible fucking dream.

 

>You feel around, trying to survey your surroundings.

>You’re in bed, the sheets sticking from your sweat.

>Ever so slightly you open your eyes, the sun’s ray forcing them back closed.

>Your first hangover, and by the way things are turning out, it’ll also be your last.

 

>You stumble out of bed, your body limp and fatigued.

>The window is just a few feet away, curtains wide open.

>The curtains scrapes, causing another barrage of pain.

>Seriously, fuck hangovers.

>You finally manage to unclench your eyes.

>The room is pitch black, the curtains finally serving a purpose.

>You hang your head noticing Johnson, your partner in crime, enjoying the fresh air.

>The bastard is always getting you into trouble.

 

>Let’s see… Time?

>11:36

>To hell with it, you can sleep in late for once.

>You make it back to bed, tripping over air a few times on the way back.

>Slipping under the soggy covers you curl up next to Dash.

>Enjoying a nice and quiet…

“Dash!”

 

>Wall and man are now one, or damn near close to it.

>Any more force and you might have had a new Anon shaped hole in the wall.

>Dash is still in bed, sleeping away, a little drool dropping onto your pillow.

>You’d d’aaw if you were sure you hadn’t taken a trip down animal lover lane.

>What did you get me into now Johson?

 

>You ease off the wall, kneeling next to Rainbow Dash.

“Dash.”

>Nothing.

“Dash.”

>You give a quick snap next to her ear.

>No Response…

“Don’t you ignore me…”

“DASH!”

>You give her a light smack on the head.

>We’ve got movement.

>She opens her eyes, giving you a smile.

>”Morning Anon.”

>You look her dead in the eye…

“Did I have sex with you last night?

 

>Poof! Wing boner.

“No! Did I or did I not, screw you?”

>”I thought th-“

“It’s a simple question. Yes or no!”

>Rainbow Dash remains silent, now somewhat glaring at you.

>You’ve seen this game play out before; you just hope it ends differently.

“Ok Dash look…”

>You calm down a bit, trying to settle things peacefully.

“I’m going to take a shower, and when I come back I want a straight answer.”

“Ok?”

>She just nods her head, giving you a look of contempt.

“Ok, I’ll be right back.”

 

>The water is extra cold today.

>Though you deserve as much.

>Snapping at Rainbow was completely uncalled for.

>She is probably just as confused as you.

>You scrub harder, trying to remove all the douche you have built up.

>Things were just starting to turn out well too.

>You get out and dry off, walking back to your bedroom.

 

>Rainbow seems to have made her way over to the window, unfazed by the light.

>Apparently ponies don’t have hangovers like humans do. Luck assholes.

>You quickly get dressed, tossing last night’s clothes in the hamper.

“Just start whenever you’re ready…”

>Sitting on the bed, you wait.

 

>She doesn’t even look at you as she speaks.

>”Yes.”

>Well there goes my weekend.

>You open your mouth to speak, but no words come out.

>What could you say?

>What CAN you say?

>You just shot your relationship with her in the knee.

>No apology can fix that.

 

“Do- Do you want something to eat?”

>”I think I’ll just wash up.”

>Yeah, you fucked up.

“Fair enough.”

>You stop in the doorway.

“Bathroom’s on the left.”

>”Thanks.” Not even trying to hold back the resentment in her voice.

 

>You pour yourself a bowl of Wonder Crisps.

>”The Breakfast of Champions” it boasts.

“I sure don’t feel like a champion.”

>You hear the water begin to run upstairs.

>Picking up a fresh towel, you climb up to the bathroom.

>A few sniffles and sobs manage to make it over the shower.

>I hope you’re proud of yourself Anon.

>You set down the towel and go back downstairs.

 

>The cereal tastes like shit, but you manage to get it down.

>Being an ass tends to put a bad taste in your mouth.

>You wash off the bowl, and place it with the others.

>Water finally stops running.

>You wait a few minutes for Rainbow to come on down.

>Hopefully you can think of something to say…

 

>Rainbow Dash comes bounding down the stairs.

>She gives you a glance before making her way to the door.

“Where you going?”

>”Where do you think?”

>She opens the door, only to have it slam closed.

“We need to talk.”

>She attempts to force the door open, but to no avail.

>”Open the door Anon!”

“Like I said,” sitting on the sofa, “we need to talk.”

>Her jimmies be a rustlin.

>”We have nothing to talk about, now let me out.”

>You shake your head.

“I know I’ve been an asshole.”

>”You’ve got that right.”

 

>This is going nowhere, but you have to try.

“I’m sorry, but you have to put yourself in my shoes.”

>”Buck you Anon. I thought we had fun last night.”

>Her eyes start getting watery.

>”And when you kissed me last night…”

>”I actually thought you liked me.”

>Step in Anon.

 

“I do like you Dash. You’re special to me.”

>You’ve got a bite, just reel her in.

“But you have to understand, I’ve never even been comfortable with other human girls.”

“And you’re not a regular girl to me.”

>Go Anon go.

“I wasn’t ready for this, not so soon.”

>Keep it up…

“I wanted this to be special, not just for me, but for you as well.”

 

>You open the door.

“If you want to go, then fine.”

“I just needed to let you know where I stand.”

>You put your head down, content with your speech.

>The door clicks closed, leaving just you and your thoughts.

“Cya Dash.”

>So this is what it feels like to lose something you love.

>A piece of you… gone…

>”I’m not going anywhere,” a familiar Pegasus sitting next to you.

>Fucking Troll Dash.

 

>”I guess I’m sorry about how I acted as well.” She wraps a hoof around you,

>”I shouldn’t have forced myself on you.”

“No no, it’s my fault. We were both pretty hammered; I just kept egging you on.”

>”Maybe YOU were hammered, but I was still going strong.”

“Pfft, whatever. How about lunch at the café my treat?

>”I guess I can stand to be around you a little longer.”

>She gives you a smack across the face.

>Everything went better than expected.

 

>God that sun is bright.

>You’ve still got a hangover, but it seems to have quieted down for now.

”Hey Dash, can I ask you a question?”

>”Shoot.”

“Promise not to laugh?”

>”Jeez, just spit it out.”

>You take a deep breathe.

“How was I?”

>She stares at you, cheeks puffed to full puffiness.

>She’s trying not to laugh.

>She’s losing.

“Oh come on!”

>Gone.

>”Bwahahahahaaaaa. Really Anon?”

>Your not sure how she can stay flying while laughing like that.

 

>”Boy Anon, they sure don’t make ‘em like you anymore?”

>You think for a second.

“So was that your answer?”

>Rainbow Dash breaks out in another burst of laughter.

>Turns out you should’ve been a comedian.

>”You were alright I guess, maybe not the best,” giving you a wink.

>”But you’re definitely in the top 5.”

“Top 5? How many stallions have you been with exactly?”

>You both arrive at the café, she takes a seat and extends a rather creepy smile.

>”Who said they were stallions?”

>Bitches be creepy yo.

 

>The rest of lunch was pretty uneventful, though the patrons gave you and Dash some pretty strange looks.

>Every time you looked at them they just looked back away.

>Fucking ponies.

>You hand over some bits, catching a few more glances from the other ponies.

>The fuck is wrong with them?

“HEY!” God dammit Ninja Pinkie!

 

>”Hey Pinkie.” She doesn’t even flinch at Pinkie’s appearance, something you will never understand.

“Hello Pinkie Pie.”

>”Ooh aren’t you two just so cute together!” What?

>”I always knew you would come around Anon. You know what this means…”

“Actually, Pinkie, I don’t.”

>”Me either. What in Equestria on are you on about?”

“The paper silly! Didn’t you see?”

>Pinkie pulls out a newspaper out of thin air, throwing it on the table.

>“See?

 

>‘Anon’s Dash of Love’

>’Love is in the air at The Broken Record as Ponyville’s own Rainbow Dash and new resident, Anon, were seen sharing a romantic evening before retreating back home for a mysterious rendezvous. Will their physical differences be enough to stop the power of love?’

>”How the in hay did they get these?”

>”They just followed you around and took a photo silly. How else do people get pictures?”

>”Pinkie, how many copies are there of this?”

>”Dunno, the paper’s been printing it out all day.”

>”Anon, we have to get the rest of these before- the- Anon? You ok?”

 

“Oh me? I’m fine.”

>Your eye begins to twitch, your body shaking slightly.

”Just you know… rusted jimmies is all…”

“I’ll be going for a walk now.

>”This is a bit more-“

“Going For A Walk! Be Back Maybe.”

>You walk away, body convulsing as it tries to contain your jimmies.

>Hours pass…

>Just a barren field and the night sky.

>You pretty sure you’re out of earshot of Ponyville.

“KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHN!“

 

>You release your very jimmies into the sky!

“How. In. The. FUCK!”

“ONE FUCKING DAY! GOD DAMNIT!”

>Cursing just makes you angrier.

”Ffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-“

>”ENOUGH!”

>A group of humanoid dogs burrow out of the ground, surrounding you.

>”You too loud! You leave or Diamond Dogs MAKE YOU!”

“Make me faggot!”

 

>”Graaah!” Your attackers scream as they charge you.

>You raise your hands, imagining them wrapped around one of the dogs.

“Fuck you too.”

>One of the dogs collapses, it whimpering on the ground.

>Concentrate, make it suffer.

>You can hear its bones cracking at your will. Its eyes bulge as you force all the blood into its brain.

>One of the free dogs claws at your face before you can finish it off. He’ll have to wait.

 

>You step back, increasing the distance between you and them, if only for a second.

>You raise a group of shields, advancing on their position.

“Go time!”

>You drive your knee into the closest dog’s face, his nose gushing a torrent of blood.

>Keeping momentum, you leap frog over his head, planting your fist across his comrade’s neck.

>You notice several mutts make their way out of the ground, reinforcing their masters.

“More toys…”

>At this point you’re running on pure rage, abandoning all reason, just intent on ruining someone else’s day.

 

>You summon a few green orbs, not unlike those used by Twilight, just more dangerous.

>Most of the mutts dodge the first pair you throw, a few weren’t so lucky, collapsing in a heap of seared flesh.

>You grab another orb with your hand, dogs only seconds from melee range.

“RAAAA!”

>You manage to strike a mutt in the belly, focusing the orbs energy on that spot.

>Its body collapses on you, intestines spewing on your jeans.

“This was a gift!”

>You telepathically throw its corpse at an oncoming mutt, bouncing atop your feet ready to continue the fight.

 

>A hidden mutt manages to clasp on your back, biting down on your exposed neck.

>Reaching back, you gouge at its eyes with your fingers, using the sockets as leverage to throw him over you.

>You cover the wound with your hand, unable to stop the flux of blood.

>Numerous dogs converge on you, taking advantage of your situation.

>Desperately, you launch your shields at them, turning the shields into makeshift cleavers.

>The majority drop, nothing more than a pile of sliced meat now while the rest flee back down from whence they came.

 

>You limp back over to your original victim, still squealing from its broken bones.

“Didn’t th- *cough cough* think I’d forgot about you did you?

>You hack up some blood, infringing your speech.

“You should of- *cough cough* stayed in your- *cough* fucking hole.”

>”Please, ah spare me please.”

“No.”

>”Anon!” The mane 6, fast on approach, shouts at you, trying to get your attention.

>Not this time. Not this time.

 

>You raise your fist in the air, permeated with the anger and chaos you possess.

>”Anon wait!”

>You turn your head, noticing too late the orb that approached.

“Fuck.”

>The attack was only meant to stun you, but the loss of blood and sudden trauma cause you to gradually lose consciousness.

>”Get out of here,” Twilight sparing the Diamond Dog from his fate.

>You can hear the others mutter to each other, all just gibberish to you.

“You- *cough cough* do care…”

>Blackness. Peaceful blackness.

 

 

>”Hello Anon….”