Rage Anon Chp 2

>Magic.

>This whole fucking world is run by magic.

>Your hand is under your chin while you contemplate all that you have learned from Twilight Sparkle.

>Using your other hand, you tap the wood of the table while sitting down, deep in thought.

>”Hello? Anonymous….. helloooo? You awake?”

>You shake your head as you are brought back in reality.

>The purple mare is trying to get your attention.

“wha wha wha?”

>Twilight sighs and looks at you straight in the eye.

>”I was asking what your so called ‘World’ is like.”

 

>You sigh and explain how your world is dominated by Humans, how your country’s government works and etc.

>It took Twilight almost an hour to convince you about how this world was dominated by not only P0nies, but other species of animals that are also sentient.

>Like the Gryphon empire, or the Minotaur Kingdom.

>You are now in the process of explaining where you are from, what you are, and probably why you are hear.

>After another good ten minutes of explaining, Twilight goes back into thinking.

>”Well…..”

>She manages to say after an additional five minutes of thinking, causing you to sit in awkward silence for the duration.

>”All I was trying to do was to create a long range teleportation spell, and it must have gone wrong…. And ripped a temporal hole in reality to your world….”

“I honestly don’t care what happened and why, I just want to go home. Is there a possible way to reverse the effect?”

>You are leaning back on the chair by then, and your weight proves too much for the little chair for you to handle and it snaps.

>You call straight to the floor, hitting your head on Twilight’s kitchen counter.

“MOTHER FUCK”

>You rub your head as you pick yourself up.

>”Anonymous are you alright?”

>Twilight asks you with a concerned tone.

 

>Today is just your freaking luck, just perfect.

>You are almost at the breaking point to rage at the poor p0ny in front of you, but you can’t rage at a stranger.

>Especially one that is the dominant species of the god damned country that you are in.

>Not a smart idea.

>You angrily growl and sit cross legged on the floor and ask your question again.

“All I want, is to go home now… is that too much to ask for? So is there a way to reverse your so called ‘long range teleportation’ spell?”

>Twilight brings a hoof to her chin and thinks for a moment.

>”Well I was keeping notes on the experiments I have been running on various objects… so if I find that I might be able to reverse the effect.”

>Notes?

>Was it that book that Twilight was holding with that telekinetic aura?

>….. The one that fell in the portal as it closed behind you.

>Fuck

>It doesn’t hurt to ask though.

 

“You mean that book you were holding when you opened that rift?”

>Twilight nods, and looks at you expectantly.

>”So that means you know where it’s at! So tell me so I can get it, so we can get you home.”

>Fuck.

“Well, when I startled you… or whatever, you accidentally threw the book in the portal. That doesn’t mean you don’t have an extra copy…. Right?”

>The purple mare’s jaw drops a little.

>Not a good sign

>Jimmies are beginning to rustle.

>”Those notes took me years to complete! All my research on long term teleportation is wasted! All of it is now gone in your world!”

>No fucking shit Sherlock.

>You groan in frustration.

>Rage overload is imminent.

“So you are telling me, that without that fucking book of notes or some shit, I can’t go home?!”

 

>Spittle flies out of your mouth as you force the words out of your mouth, you are furious.

>The unicorn looks towards the floor.

>”I am so sorry Anonymous….. But that may be the case…. It took me years upon years to get to that point of creating the portal…. “

>Rage mode: Initiate.

>bring your hands to the top of your head, and let out a huge growl of frustration.

>Twilight isn’t even scared at this point; it’s as if she expected you to be angry now.

>After clutching your head, you look towards the sky and shout out to the heavens.

>If you looked at yourself right now, it would look like you’re shitting your pants.

>Veins are bulging out your neck; you go to the nearest chair and pick it up.

>You are gonna throw this bitch and no one is gonna stop you.

 

>With a hearty throw, you turn around and slam your head on the sink, causing a huge bump appear on your forehead.

>You stand there for a minute, waiting for the chair to compact against anything, but the noise ever comes.

>Spinning around, you face Twilight Sparkle and see her holding the chair in a purple aura.

>”Look Anonymous…. I understand that you are frustrated, but do you think it’s a good idea to show such hostile actions in your circumstances? Though I can feel that you mean no harm to our society…. Your anger can be taken the wrong way…”

>You glare angrily at Twilight, fist clenched at your side.

“Did I bring with me my box of Gorilla Munch?”

>Twilight shakes her head.

>”I do not recall you bringing a box.”

 

>You growl in anger and sit down on the floor, defeated by a god damned p0ny.

>Odd, considering it took a lot more to cool you down when you reached that rage point.

>Then again that was just a small explosion, small self-destruction mode.

>Maybe it has to do with how this world is.

>You haven’t had the chance to look around, and when you do the world looks considerably…. Much brighter than yours.

>Twilight studies your figure as you look around, she is still intrigued by you and your personality…. She doesn’t seem fazed.

>Maybe something similar happened to her?

>”So Anon…. do you mind me calling you that?”

>With a sigh, you tell her that people who knew you called you that.

>”I am going to send a letter to Princess Celestia, our leader I told you about. I am going to tell her about your situation and ask her if you can be one of her subjects to live here.”

>Live here?

>That certainly rustles your jimmies a bit.

“So…. there isn’t a way to send me back isn’t there?”

>Twilight gives you a sad, sympathetic look.

>”Not without a few years of studying…. So looks like you are here to stay Anon…”

>Drumming your fingers on the table, you think for a bit.

>”Well Anon…”

 

>A knock is heard from the front door of Twilight Sparkle’s front door.

>”Excuse me Anon, I need to get that.”

>With that, the purple mare gets up and trots out of the room.

>Well that’s just great, you’re stuck here in a strange world…. And based on what Twilight just told you, it doesn’t seem like there are any other humans out around here.

>That means no sex!

>FUCK

>That is almost enough by itself for you to yell out at the heavens.

>But that is for another time, as a giant ball of pink cotton candy shoots right in front of your face.

>”OH wow! Ineverseenyouaroundherebefore! Whatsyourname? Yourenotaponywhatareyou? MynameisPinkiePie! Wearegonnabegreatfriends! Doyouliveherenow? OH Ineedtothrowyouawelcomeparty! Nop0nyhasntNEVERhadawelcomeparty!”

>Jesus Christ what the hell is this?!

>Some pink pony on crack?

>Her hair is REALLY poofy.

>You jimmies are not sitting well that’s for sure.

“Slow down there! I can’t hear you because you are speaking 100 miles per hour!”

>The Pink mare takes a deep breath.

>”Hi my name is Pinkie Pie what’s yours?”

“My name is…. Anonymous…”

>Pinkie Pie grabs your hand with her hoof and shakes it extremely fast.

>The way she shakes it is very much like how you shake people’s hands on earth.

>How she grasps your hand you fail to comprehend.

>But there’s fucking magic in this world, so you’re just going to have to roll with it.

>This is going to be a lot of getting used to.

 

>”So what are you Anonymoo?”

>You glare at her; no one calls you that stupid ass name.

“First off, it’s Anonymous. And I am a human.”

>Pinkie tilts her head in confusion.

>”Hoomin? I never heard of that before. Are you some kind of giant monkey? Oh! What do monkeys do for fun?”

>Your eye twitches, this mare is going to give you an aneurism if she can get your jimmies that riled up in just one sentence.

“I am not a god damned monkey! I am a Human! You can say I am a more ‘evolved’ species of monkey. How would you feel if I called you a horse?”

>Pinkie brings her hoof to her chin and thinks.

>”I’d correct you! I see why you don’t want to be called a monkey. You never answered my question though! What do you do for fun?”

>Fuck, you really didn’t want to go into a deep explanation on how your fun is either drinking or playing video games.

>Might as well go with it and tell her that you like to party as it’s not that far from the truth.

“Well I like to party…”

>it was a mistake to say that.

 

>The next thing you hear is a boiling tea kettle sound and Pinkie biting down on her lip.

>Is this mare crazy?

>by that time Twilight stumbles into the kitchen, her eyes spinning in circles.

>it’s apparent that she is dizzy.

>”Pinkie Pie….. How could you have known that somep0ny you didn’t know was in town?”

>Twilight does not look very good.

>Pinkie Pie explodes with happiness, and starts bouncing around, jabbering on how you are going to be her best friend, and that you are going to have the best parties with her and etc.

“Pinkie! Twilight asked you a question… A very good one at that. How did you know I was here?”

>Pinkie continues bouncing happily.

>If she weren’t so annoying, it would actually give you a hnnnnnnnngggg attack.

>”Why my Pinkie sense of course silly!”

>Pinkie sense.

>Go with it Anon, keep your jimmies from rustling, you don’t need to make enemies with… a crazy pink horse.

>Twilight shakes her head.

>”Well, it seems that Pinkie Pie has made your acquaintance, with that I will write a letter to Princess Celestia explaining your situation. I am very sure that she will let you stay…”

>The purple mare then squees.

>If this keeps happening, your jimmies will permanently unrustle.

>You don’t want that.

 

>”She might let me study you! Pinkie why don’t you show Anonymous around P0nyville? He’s going be here for a while.”

>Pinkie gasps, and runs up right in front of your face, hers almost touching yours.

>You swear this mare can use fucking magic.

>Wait she has no horn.

>”You’re going to live here and I didn’t know?! After I show you around I am going to throw you a welcome party AND moving in party!”

>The Pink mare grabs your hand and drags you out of the house.

>Twilight waves her hoof as the door shuts.

>”Have fun you two!”

>Pinkie drags you through the good part of P0nyville, jabbering on how she knows “everyp0ny” and such.

>Shows you various landmarks like the mayor’s office, Carouse boutique where her friend Rarity works, shows you the road to Sweet Apple Acres where her friend Applejack works, all the while showing you not so important landmarks.

>She goes on how you and she are going to be best friends, and how you should be friends with her “Bestest” Friends.

>You are having a hard time soaking this entire up as you can barely grasp that there’s a clothing store for p0nies.

>Apparently her friend Rarity makes clothes.

>You decided to fuck trying to think through logic for everything and roll with it, ‘because after all there’s magic and talking p0nies.

>Pinkie then stops abruptly, causing you to trip over her, landing face first on the ground.

>The pink mare snickers at your misfortune.

>”Well here is where I work and where I live! Sugar Cube corner!”

>She points a hoof towards a building that looks like a gingerbread house.

>It looks quite tasty, but it doesn’t help that you are on the ground getting pissed off how this mare is treating you.

 

>Pinkie bounces around you as you stand up, brushing yourself off you turn to the mare and glare at her.

“Is there anything else I should know about here Pinkie?”

>Teeth are gritted together.

“Actually, why don’t you plan out my party? I can look around P0nyville myself…. In fact….. None of the residents here aren’t really…. Weirded out by me…”

>Pinkie Pie continues bouncing with her eyes closed.

>”You’re not all that strange! I mean we have Minotaur’s, goats, cows, donkeys…..”

>Pinkie continues on about her rambling how there is other…? Creatures living here, you sneak away and walk towards what looks like to be a park.

 

>You see a park bench, walk towards it and sit on it.

>You sigh in delight and close your eyes.

>Besides all of the weird creatures, and weird way how you got here, this place is actually very nice.

>You sit back lazily and open your eyes, looking around and taking in your surroundings.

>Many different colored p0nies are strewn about in the park, playing with their kids, having fun with their pets.

>Some notice you and give you weird glances, but others see you and wave with a smile.

>You wave weakly back to a family, as they are smiling while waving at you.

>This actually might not be that bad if you are stuck here….

>With a stretch, you reach out your arms but that’s when you tap something to your left.

>Turning your head, you look towards the object that you hit and see a minty green mare sitting right next to you; staring at you with golden colored saucers you call eyes.

 

“Uh….. Can I help you?”

>She just stares at you, not saying a word.

>You wave your hand in front of her.

>She shakes her head and looks at your hand as you wave it.

>Eyes fixated upon your hand, moving her head entirely in sync with your hand.

>This mare has got to be fucking crazy; it’s as if she has never seen a hand in her life.

>Oh yeah, only human in this world.

“Excuse me…… do you mind telling me why you’re so intent at staring at my hand?”

>The minty green mare shakes her head, and looks at you with an awkward… smirk.

>You feel like she is about ready to explode in a bomb of spaghetti.

>She brings her hoof behind her hand and chuckles awkwardly.

>”Sorry… was just admiring your….. Hooves?”

>You laugh and shake your head.

“We call those hands where I am from. Say, even though I am not from here, why aren’t you afraid of me?”

>The mare looks at you quizzically.

>”I know you aren’t from here. And hands huh…. Those seem very nice with…Those….. Extra appendages….”

 

>She is complimenting your hands…. This place is weird.

>You really need to learn how to just shrug things off and let the term “Magic” Explain everything, cause trying put logic in everything is going to make your head hurt.

“Uh thanks….. I guess… I don’t really think they are that special”

>The mare gasps and shakes her head rapidly.

>”I am sure you can grip things so easily that other p0nies can’t! I am sure you can also give AMAZING belly rubs! Scratch places that hooves can’t even touch! I am sure you can do loads of things that magic or hooves can’t do! All I can do to get a good back scratch is use magic to brush my back or belly! I am sure your…..”

>She is staring at your fingers.

“Um…. Fingers?”

>”Yeah fingers! I am sure your fingers will make the feeling HEAVENLY on my belly! Would you mind giving me just a tiny belly rub?”

>She blushes a little when she asks you to rub your belly.

>You blush a little to and turn your head, hand scratching the back of your head.

“I don’t think….. That would be a good idea…. I just met you…. And I don’t even know your name…”

>Wait, why the fuck are you blushing? Why you are even acting like this is an intimate gesture?!

>Back on Earth you never got intimate with girls, so why are you feeling awkward now in a new world?

>It’s just a belly rub…. Doesn’t mean much….. Right?

>The minty green mare gasps again after you finish your sentence.

 

>”Oh I am sorry! How rude of me to not introduce myself…. My name is Lyra Heartstrings….. What’s your name…..?”

>You face towards her again and extend your hand out.

“My name is Anonymous, pleasure to meet you Miss Heartstrings.”

>She looks at your hand with a confused look, not knowing what the gesture means.

>You take your hand back and scuff your foot at the ground.

>Well this just turned awkward quick.

“So um Lyra…. Why do you want me to rub your belly?”

>Lyra eyes glisten with anticipation; she must really want to have her belly rubbed.

>”Well… because! Belly rubs are amazing to give and to be given as p0nies! I am sure you don’t know since you aren’t really a p0ny but it just feels amazing and I REALLY want to feel what your fingers might give to me as you rub my belly! Please oh please Anon! Please give me a belly rub?”

>She stares into your eyes as she asks that question.

>You really can’t say no to such a cute….. p0ny….

>Wait is she hitting on you?

>Does this count as being hit on or hitting on?

>Also…. That brings up the social norm differences between your world and this world…..

>Enough of that, back to the subject at hand.

>Rubbing a female p0ny’s belly.

>With a sigh, you nod your head.

“Fine…As long as it doesn’t mean anything…”

>Lyra smiles and shakes her head.

>”It doesn’t mean a thing!”

 

>Heh, she knew exactly what you were talking about.

>With no doubt it DOES mean something, and by the way she is blushing, it adds more solidification behind your reasoning.

>There are no doubts in your mind.

>This p0ny is hitting on you.

>You know what?

>Fuck it, you live by F.I.S.H

>YOLO can go suck a dick.

>Fish= Fuck It Shit Happens.

>With that, Lyra sits down on the bench, belly exposed.

>Staring at her belly, you reach out your hand towards it.

>Not knowing all the stares that garner towards your direction.

>Right when your hand is about to touch the p0ny’s belly, you and Lyra get drenched,

>As if someone dumped a bucket of water over the both of you.

>Jimmies rustled; you look up towards the source of the water.

>A cloud, a fucking cloud is above the both of you.

>A storm cloud at that, in the cloudless sky, sun shining down upon the earth.

>The only cloud in the sky just ruined your chances.

>Chances? What are you thinking?

 

>You see a light blue Pegasus jumping up and down on the cloud, each time she hits the cloud it spurts out water, still pouring down on both you and the mint green unicorn.

>Anger reaching at a boil point, you stand up and jump.

>Hoping to get a hold of anything that belongs to the body of the Pegasus who just ruined your moment with a mare.

>You see a rainbow colored mane and tail failing around from the body movements of the jumping Pegasus.

>There is also laughing coming from the p0ny who just pranked you.

>You got pranked.

>Nothing rustles your jimmies more than you getting pranked.

>Lyra is still speechless from the sudden torrent of water rushing down from the rain cloud, staring up towards the source.

>This day just got a little more….. Exciting.

>For better or for worse.