- >>The sun has been up for a while. For once, you are up before Twilight
- >>And you remember everything that you remembered the day before
- >>Your plan is working, to your knowledge. Celestia has no sway over your mind now
- >>“Anon? Were you here all night?”
- >>You pretend that you didn't notice
- Hm? Oh, yes. I must have been.
- >>Spike follows soon after Twilight, and goes about his routine of getting the paper
- >>Twilight looks more concerned than she did last night
- >>She is observant. She doesn't tell you, but she sees that the lantern is out. She knows you must have put it out when the sun came up
- >>You're lying to her
- >>“Well, you might as well stay for breakfast.”
- >>As poor of a conman as you evidently are, she is worse. You sense that she knows something's up
- >>“Want the usual, Anon?”
- There anything special to keep you awake longer?
- >>She recoils
- >>“Huh?”
- >>She doesn't ask that sweetly. She asks it aggressively
- The usual is... fine.
- >>Spike comes back in through the front door, already reading the paper.
- >>“Whoa. Man, holy cow. Check this out.”
- >>He holds up the paper, which is overcome by a violet aurora and dragged through the air over to Twilight
- >>Her eyes go wide as saucers
- >>“Oh, my”
- >>You lower your book
- What?
- >>“Late last night a Diamond Dog was admitted to Ponyville hospital and pronounced dead just minutes after. They say it was blunt trauma to the head.”
- >>Spike scratches his head
- >>“What was a Diamond Dog doing in Ponyville?”
- >>Twilight eyes the article suspiciously
- >>“Nopony can actually reach up to a Diamond Dog's head like that.”
- >>She looks over the picture included with the article and notices a dent in the armor
- >>She withholds a gasp and magically tosses the paper back to Spike
- >>Her brows furrow. Twilight is taking charge. You can hear her hooves clop against the ground as she walks up to you.
- >>“Anon, let me see your hand.”
- >>You look to her, your own brows furrowed
- >>“Anon...”
- You're nuts.
- >>“Anonymous, I swear to Celestia!”
- >>She beats a hoof against the ground
- I don't have to put up with this
- >>You get up to leave
- >>“Spike!”
- >>Spike immediately blocks the door way
- >>As if he could actually stop you
- >>“I swear, Anon, if you don't tell me what's going on...”
- >>You hold your wounded fist in your opposite hand and move to the steps
- >>The window by the beds is big enough for you, and the fall won't kill you
- >>“Okay, mister. That is IT!”
- >>Her horn glows
- >>You can't even get two steps up before an arcane cloud overtakes you and you are lifted off your feet
- You are a mad mare! You hear me, Twilight?! I'm going to SUE you!
- >>Twilight rolls her eyes and drops you on the floor
- >>You fall in a heap
- >>Before you can recover, she inspects your hand. Dried blood on the knuckles, visible scrapes
- >>“The black eye, the Diamond Dog, and now your hand?”
- >>She grips you in an aura of magic again and throws you into a chair, aggressively
- >>She marches up to you and leans in
- >>“You're going to tell me what's going on RIGHT NOW, Mister!”
- >>Twilight has been like a big sister to you. Always the responsible one, always the one looking out for you
- >>She is speaking out of friendship, not hatred
- >>But still, you find it difficult to tell her
- >>You didn't even trust this information with your bro
- I killed him?
- >>There's a pause
- Did I really kill him?
- >>The severity of the situation washes over you as you sit in the seat
- >>Twilight looks on you with despair and wanting to understand
- >>“Uh... I better get breakfast going”
- >>Spike makes his way into the kitchen
- >>That spike; doesn't give zero fucks unless it's about Rarity
- >>“Anon, please, you need to tell me what happened. Otherwise I have to assume the worst.”
- >>You think out loud, one hand clenched to your chest and the other gripping your hair
- Oh, Celestia
- >>You still recognize no other God, no other belief
- Oh, Celestia
- >>You repeat before gulping
- It's hard, Twilight
- I can't buck apples
- I can't sew
- I can't make art
- ...Can't cook, can't haul, I am not a doctor. I can't use magic. I can't do anything you and your friends can do
- >>She remains silent
- ...But I can... I, uh...
- >>Your foot starts to tap the floor, making a fast rhythm
- >>Twilight can tell you feel against the wall, she can tell you don't want to talk
- >>“Anon...”
- I know, I know.
- >>If word gets out, kiss your livelihood good-bye
- >>You're a murderer. You won't get away from this Scott free.
- I'm... I joined an underground fight circuit. A few seasons back, Dash and I were in a bar. And there were these three guys that tried to pick her up. I tried to tell them that she was with me, and they kept pushing me, and pushing. I found out I was good at fighting.
- >>She gasped and took a step away from you
- Oh, Celestia, Twilight; you have to believe me!
- >>You start tearing up
- >>You refuse to do this
- >>No, no crying
- >>Your nose goes stiff
- >>The tear ducts won't listen to you
- I tried real hard not to kill anyone. Or even break anything. I tried really hard to keep it clean.
- >>Well, there it goes. A tear runs down the inside of your cheek
- You have to understand. I needed the money. I had to live.
- >>This is all Celestia's fault
- >>Her mind rape drove you to the insanity
- >>You remember last night like it was happening right now. How you were out ranged, but you slipped to the inside
- I just...
- >>You start thinking out loud
- I hit him... and then I hit him again, and I couldn't stop. Again, and again, and then he started bleeding, but I couldn't stop
- >>She doesn't know how to handle this and takes a step further back
- There was
- >>You squeak
- >>You are NOT this kind of man
- >>You do NOT cry
- >>You work hard, you do as you are told. You have no reason to be ashamed
- >>But the tears have already stained her floor
- There was NOTHING else I could do!
- >>“That's not true! You helped those people move last week! And what about all those times you took consignments to stock shelves?”
- >>You dismiss her with a wave before covering your face with your hands
- I just do that to supplement the fight money. It doesn't last until the next season starts up.
- >>You can no longer hold it back, and you hit the point where you can no longer talk straight
- >>You are ashamed
- >>Ashamed that you're crying in front of a pony
- >>Ashamed that spike can hear you in the next room
- >>Ashamed that you killed someone
- Celestia, have mercy on my soul
- >>You manage to choke out that phrase
- >>“I'm not sure if she will, Anon.”
- >>“Spike, take a letter.”