Title:           Anon Tried to Kill Himself - Act II, part 6
Author:          Writefag_Roulette
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First Edit:      Wednesday 28th of September 2016 08:13:57 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 28th of September 2016 08:13:57 PM CDT

Part 6: Anon Shares a Friendship Lesson
 
>"Hey Anon, why don't you tell Sombra something you learned this week?"
>you, Twilight, and Sombra are all walking through some sort of park
>it's a moderately-sized patch of green grass, dotted with giant, pastel crystals that cast colorful shadows in the afternoon sun
>a few translucent ponies can be seen sparsely spread across the park, enjoying a midday stroll with family, friends, and lovers
>from where you tread on the simple yet clean dirt path, you can see the  city - empire, whatever - to your right
>to your left, whatever artificial weather magic these crystal horses have ends, and you can see out into miles and miles of frozen tundra
>you've been preparing for a question just like this ever since Twilight violated you this morning
>this is your chance to strike back at the autistic menace
"Just be yourself :)"
>hot damn
>you could actually feel the smiley face rolling off of your tongue
>Twilight beams at you
>"That's great advice, Anon. I didn't realize you were on to such advanced friendship principles!"
>perfect
>she doesn't suspect a thing
>Sombra looks confused
>"Be... myself?"
>Twilight nods and points to a mother with her daughter walking toward the three of you
>"That's right. Try saying hello to those two. Remember, just be yourself."
>oh shit
>you didn't intend to traumatize any baby horses with this
>it's too late to stop it now
>Sombra touches his chin and mumbles
>"Be... myself..."
>he puts his hoof on the ground, puts his chin up high, and strides authoritatively over to the approaching pair
>the little horse sees him coming and clings to the mother horse
>the mother horse stops and tries to comfort her child
>"It's all right, sweetheart. The princess says he's okay now. Don't be rude now."
>then Sombra arrives
>and he arrives really fucking close
>he stops and stares for a minute
>then, he leans forward and sniffs the mother's hair
>the poor thing is actually shuddering harder than her daughter at this point
>and then he says it
>"Griiiiizzzdal zzzzlaaaaaaaves..."
>the crystal horses jump so high into the air that you can actually see the sun shining through them
>they hit the ground running and fucking book it back into the city
>Twilight runs over to Sombra, who appears thoroughly perplexed
>"Sombra, why the hell did you do that?!"
>it's too much
>your sides fly off of your body and detonate over Moscow
>you're crying with laughter
"He was just being himself, Twilight!"
>"What?!"
"He was just being himself!"
>and through the tears of mirth that obscure your vision
>you can see him
>Sombra
>he's glowering at you
>and his eyes flash green and purple