Title: Kid Anon Twilight 17 Author: crunchbang Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/xtaXpAQj First Edit: Sunday 16th of February 2014 02:19:56 AM CDT Last Edit: Sunday 16th of February 2014 02:19:56 AM CDT >You go outside. They generously offer you a spot in the wagon >behind Scootaloo's scooter. She has to struggle to get it moving, >but once she does, you are off to see what being a kid is like >in Equestria.   >It was everything Applebloom promised. When you went to town with >Twilight, there was a lot of tension in the air. Having so many >eyes on you made you feel out of place. Not so with the CMC. >They hardly noticed you hadn't lived in Ponyville your whole life. >Not only did they accept you, they readily adapted all of their >cutie mark earning schemes to make use of your advantages as a human. >You loved helping them. More accurately, you loved laughing when the >plan failed and they ended up covered in tree sap. >That happened surprisingly often. >You all stick together until late into the evening. >Everyone says their goodbyes as Scootaloo drops them off.   >So that was your routine. >Every morning, you studied and learned about the new world around you. >Every evening, you went to play with your new friends. >Twilight taught you lots about Equestrian history, literature, and math. >You still have not figured out magic. Twilight said that was ok. >Two thirds of ponies can't do magic. They get along fine. >Spike taught you about the library and how it was organized. >You still stayed up late reading. You just got a new set of stories. >Twilight was thrilled to have a reading partner. >She got into a habit of laying next to you in bed. >Her fur was soft, and her body heat kept you from needing extra blankets. "And so they crossed the bridge and passed the mill by the river and came right back to Bilbo's own door. The end". "That was a good story, Anon. Tomorrow, I'll read you one of mine". >She puts her front hoof on your sholder as you hug her. "Goodnight, Twilight". "Goodnight, Anon".