Title: Feels Author: DerangedClownHorse Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/D2iUCkfD First Edit: Monday 26th of January 2015 10:57:00 PM CDT Last Edit: Monday 26th of January 2015 10:57:00 PM CDT Feels. >You are Anon. >Life is okay. >You don't have many friends. >Except those six mares... >You really do like them, alot. >Especially the yellow one, Fluttershy. >Sometimes she yells at you, but you know its because she cares... >Sometimes she throws stuff at you... >But only because she cares. >Even when she calls you a bald ape with no friends or life...she does it because she cares. >Right now youre just eating breakfast, the usual. >An apple or two, and some oats. >You sit in your empty home, leaning against a wall, munching on an apple. >It's pretty darn tasty might you add. >But sometimes when you buy em they get all brown and splotchy. >Its okay, you still eat them because your friend Applejack gave them to you. >You really like Applejack. >She's pretty, strong, smart, and always knows just what to say. >She always throws a compliment or two your way, and her face would scrunch up tight, but youre not sure why. >Oh well. >Enough reminiscing, time to go and work. >But first you have to talk to a certain somepony who your sure is coming on to you. >Happily you walk over to the door and open it right before she can even raise a hoof. >"Uhmm...Hi Anon..." "Good morning Fluttershy!"you cheerily reply as she trots in. >"W-Why's your house so empty again?" "Well...I can afford to either pay bills or buy food. Besides, its fine, The floor is pretty comfortable." >You gesture towards an empty spot near the wall and casually plop yourself down, Fluttershy following suit. >"Uhhmmm...A-Applejack got your letter..." "Really? What'd she say?" >"She said...she's really sorry b-but she doesn't want to be in a relationship with you Anon..." "Oh. That's okay." >"Im really sorry about this whole thing Anon...sometimes I just wish you were back home -W-wait I didn't mean it like that..." "Fluttershy, its fine I understand." >She nods slowly and begins to let herself out. >"S-See you later Anon..." >You gingerly smile and wave her off, still sitting against the wall, smile still plastered on your face. >Fluttershy is really nice. >Even though she's trying to mess up the prospects of you and Applejack having a relationship. >But then again she doesn't want to be in a relationship. >Oh well. >Time to start planning the party! >Yeah , the party you wanted to have for all of your friends, just because they're your friends. >You even bought them gifts! ------------------------------------------ >Ooooh this party is gonna be the talk of the town! >You had invited all your friends, and rented some stuff for a party. >Considering your house is virtually empty anyhow, it wouldn't be too hard to clean up. >Now you just have to wait for your guests! >You invited everybody you know, even that grey mailmare! >Your so excited you can barely contain yourself! >Currently you sit in a chair near the door, awaiting the arrival of several guests, but to your surprise none come. >Not one of them. >Not even the mailmare. >You had grown drowsy, on guard for the chance of late arrivals, balloons and confetti sprawled about everywhere, and you were just about to doze off, that is until you get a few knocks at the door. >Excitedly you spring towards it, flinging it open with a smile, only to see Applejack in the doorway. "Applejack! You made it!" >She curtly nods towards you and steps inside, admiring all the party stuff. >"Shucks, looks like ya were ready for a ho down huh?" >You nod happily and bring her into an embrace,one which she rejects rudely by pushing you away. >Your smile barely falters and she sighs heavily. >"Anon, look...ah came here to just let y'all know...ah do like ya, but not like that sugarcube. No matter how you feel,or what ya think, ah still care. Ah just wanted tah let ya know...ah'll see ya tomorra at work sugarcube..." >She promptly trots out and shuts the door behind you. >Oh well, more cake for you. >You take a knife and cut deep into the cake and lay a slice or two down to eat. >Its burned inside and the frosting is half melted, but its still good. >Pinkie sent this cake and she'd never intentionally mess it up. >Besides, who would you be complaining about a stupid cake huh? >Oh... >Its happening again. >That thing. >Where your eyes get all watery and then salty stuff runs down your face. >Your not sure why it happens though. >It doesn't matter, you have a cake that's burned and nobody showed up to the party. >But that's fine. >The cake is still good.