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# Feral Anon-Part6

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3. >You are Anon.
4. >And life was finally getting the chance to settle down again.
5. >A couple days had passed and things were starting to go back to your usual routine.
6. >The sounds of nature rouse you from your early morning slumber.
7. >Struggling to open your eyes, you attempt to let out a yawn.
8. >Only to feel yourself gag, that familiar chewy marshmallow candy taste stuck in your mouth once again.
9. >Looking down, you see that fluffy white filly of yours clutched tightly in your grasp like a soft plush pillow.
10. >It didn't make much sense really, you'd always put her to rest in her own bed of blankets and cloth every night, and yet somehow you'd wake up each morning, her back nestled up against your stomach with you inadvertently chewing her hair.
11. >At least you didn't have to feel the wrath of the cold each night like you had gotten used to.
12. >Releasing the tuft of cotton in your mouth, you gently smooth it out so it doesn't look so slimy.
13. >Cautiously lifting her up as to not wake her, you replace the numb arm she had been sleeping on with a real pillow, and silently make your way to collect your things.
14. >You still had a large supply of apples, but today you craved real food.
15. >Something that would scream for mercy as you snuffed out the embers of its puny lifespan.
16. >And Sweetie Belle hated it when she saw you feast on other living creatures.
17. >She accepted it, but watching you take away another animal's existence always made her cry.
18. >And you swore you would kill anyone that made her cry.
19. >So today you'd venture out alone and find something to satiate your burning desire, then come back and enjoy the rest of the day together.
20. >Perhaps you'd take her to the lake again today, she really did seem to enjoy it when you bathed her there when you first made your way home together.
21. >The calm serenity of still water always helped you relax even for just a tiny while.
22. >Reminiscing over the simple pleasures in life, you prepare your things and get ready to leave.
23. >Taking one last look at the calmly sleeping snow white bundle of fur, you grab your spear as you turn around and step outside.
24. >Hoisting your bearskin pouch over your shoulder, you make your way out into the thick vegetation.
25. >As you head off into the distance, you don't even notice the purple flash of light that emanates from deep within your cave.
27. >You are Twilight Sparkle.
28. >And that jump across the forest left you pretty winded.
29. >Luckily Rarity knew where the creature and Sweetie Belle currently resided, it saved you the hassle of struggling through those creepy dark woods.
30. >She was absolutely furious when Big Mac told her he saw them heading back into the forest, you had to make sure all the girls kept an eye on her so she didn't run off on her own again.
31. >After all, you knew this would require a much more delicate touch if you were going to attempt to take the..."diplomatic" approach.
32. >Looking around, you confirm that the ape was in fact not around.
33. >Just as planned.
34. >Honestly it surprised you, you had to wait two whole days before you even got a chance to catch them when they were apart.
35. >It seemed like they were practically inseparable, it made you question why the creature had finally decided to move out on his own this morning.
36. >But no matter, you weren't going to let this chance slip by.
37. >Examining the location, it makes you start to feel slightly depressed.
38. >A cool wind blows past you as dew drops fall from the ceiling.
39. >The ground is covered in moss and dirt.
40. Such a lifeless place really isn't fit for raising a filly...
41. >Cursing your slip of the tongue, you notice Sweetie Belle stir from her slumber as you accidentally spoke out loud.
42. >Biting your lower lip nervously, you freeze where you stand.
43. >This wasn't a part of the plan!
44. >Yawning and sitting up, she turns around and faces you, her eyes squinting while still clouded with lethargy.
45. >Making eye contact with you, she stares for a moment before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hooves.
46. >Opening them again with greater clarity, she refocuses on you one more time.
47. >Her eyes shoot wide open as her pupils shrink to pin pricks.
48. >Hyperventilating, she frantically looks around for her companion, who was unfortunately no where to be found.
49. >Watching her start to cry in a panic, you run over as she begins to inhale a deep breath.
50. >"AAAAANO-MMMPFH!"
51. >Desperately muffling her scream with a hoof, your forward momentum causes you to accidentally tumble onto her and shove her to the ground.
52. >Trying desperately to put on a caring smile, that ends up turning out like a creepy twitchy train wreck, you bring a hoof to your lips to shush her and try to calm her down.
53. Shhshhshhh-its ok, it's ME Sweetie Belle! Twilight! You're friend remember! I'm not here to scare you, it's alright.
54. >It's not working, the poor filly lies on her back sobbing muffled cries into your hoof as tears stream down her face.
55. >"mmphhhhaaaahhaaa~...*hic*"
56. >You grimace at the sad pathetic sight...
57. >This wasn't the diplomatic approach you had in mind...
58. Oh Sweetie Belle, I'm so sorry. I haven't even been here five minutes and I'm already messing things up.
59. >She looks up at you, squinting as tears sting and blur her eyes.
60. Just calm down and listen ok, if you can promise me you won't scream, I'll let you go alright? Can you promise that for me?
61. >You look down at her and wait for her reply, she closes her eyes and nods up and down, mumbling a muffled "ohh hay" as tears begin to leave stains on her face.
62. >Sighing with relief, you let out a relaxed breath and answer back.
63. Alright...I'm gonna let go now...ok?
64. >Gently pulling your hoof away from her mouth, you back up and let her have some space.
65. >Grunting a little, she stands up and brushes herself off, taking a few breaths to calm down.
66. >After a minute she wipes away the tears from her eyes and closes them, taking one final violent breath, she angrily swings her head upward and shouts with all her might.
67. >"ANON HELP M-!!!"
68. >Before she can even finish her sentence, a zipper forms across her mouth and forcibly sews it shut.
69. >Eyes opening in surprise, she looks down at the magical purple aura surrounding her lips and starts groaning furiously as she attempts to counter it with her own white light.
70. >But of course, her own pitiful foal power is no match for the element of magic in the flesh.
71. >Sighing dishearteningly, she staggers from exhaustion and falls back onto her flank.
72. >Not even breaking a sweat, you shake your head back and forth with disappointment.
73. Sweetie Belle! You PROMISED!+
74. >You couldn't believe such an innocent filly would break your trust in her like that so easily.
75. >She shakes her head in anger, scratching at her mouth trying to loosen the enchanted zipper preventing her from summoning her companion.
76. Darn it Sweetie Belle, I'm going to talk and you're GOING to listen!
77. >Pausing her hoof in mid air, she looks at you and scowls, as if she was saying "and why should I?".
78. >Walking up to her, you lean in close and stare her down.
79. Because if you truly care for this..."Anon" creature, you'll want to hear everything I have to say.
80. >Her scowl twitches, slowly breaking down into a sad frown as fresh tears crack the corners of her eyes.
81. >There it was, not only did he give her the strength and confidence to face adversity, but he also implanted a weakness for when he was torn away from her and placed in danger.
82. >Yes that was it, this "Anon" had become...a crutch she needed to support her.
83. >She might be almost as stubborn as Rarity, but you knew she couldn't let anything bad happen to her precious friend.
84. >Wait...you're starting to sound like a villain or something now, geez you came all this way here to help this poor filly, what is WRONG with you today?
85. >Sweetie Belle stares at you confused as you knock your own head with a hoof a few times.
86. Ok, Sweetie Belle, I'm sorry. I know I should've just said this from the very start, but what with you screaming, and me panicking, and the constant fear of "Anon" coming back any seco-darn it I'm rambling again!
87. >Taking a deep breath, you bring a hoof to your chest and slowly push it outwards as you quietly breath out and let the stress flow out along with it.
88. Phew...Sweetie, I want to give you...AND Anon...a new home.
89. >You watch as her sad expression shifts to one of surprise.
90. A REAL home in fact, not something like...this.
91. >You say as you wave a hoof around the general area.
92. If I could just bring him to Celestia and show her proof of his existence, I'm sure she'll listen to my request.
93. >You close your eyes and nod for emphasis.
94. But I need help...YOUR help, because I'm sure he'd never go along willingly.
95. >She rolls her eyes and nods like that statement couldn't be anymore obvious.
96. >You let out a small snort, seeing as you're becoming a little frustrated with her.
97. Sweetie Belle, you are the only p0ny that "Anon" seems to trust within his personal space.
98. >She looks back with a deadpan stare.
99. All I'm asking is for you to speak to him for me...on my behalf. If you could just convince him to listen, we could bring him to Canterlot and by the time we're finished, you'll both have a place in P0nyville to come back to!
100. >Thinking about it, her eyes start filling with glossy optimism.
101. >Finally things were making progress, it just needed a few more pushes.
102. If everything goes well, you can come back to P0nyville, even see your friends again!
103. >You notice a twinge of sadness as she looks down solemnly.
104. ...You miss them don't you?
105. >With a depressing sigh, she closes her eyes and nods weakly.
106. So...will you help me then? You don't even have to see Rarity if you don't wish too.
107. >You purse your lips with tension and wait for her answer, did you manage to get through to her?
108. >Her eyes still tightly shut, seemingly lost in thought, a couple minutes of silence pass by with only the sounds of wildlife there to break the tension.
109. >Finally, she begins to nod her consent.
110. >Thank Celestia, you were starting to worry this would be a fool's errand.
111. >Still nodding she slowly opens her eyes, only for them to shoot open and stare right at you widely.
112. >She starts pointing at you for some reason, making wild flailing motions.
113. >You cock your head to the side and look at her in confusion.
114. Uh...You ok there Sweetie Belle?
115. >She starts frantically pawing at the mystical zipper keeping her mouth sewn shut.
116. >"mmm NNNN HHHMMM!"
117. >Geez, you completely forgot about the fact that she still couldn't speak.
118. >You bop your own head with a hoof and stick your tongue out in embarrassment.
119. Oh right, the silencing spell, silly me. Sorry about that, let me just fix it up for ya real quick.
120. >Her mouth glowing with a fresh lavender aura, she struggles to pull it loose as fast as possible.
121. Just hold on a moment Sweetie, its almost done.
122. >Finally prying her mouth open, you close your eyes and stick your nose up in the air as you smile at her proudly, readily awaiting her heartfelt "thank you".
123. >Instead she shrieks so loud it cuts into your ears like knives.
124. >"ANON STOP!!!!!!!"
125. >Anon? What is she-
126. >Turning around, you freeze in absolute terror, the tip of a spear stained with fresh crimson blood is gently poking the dead center of your forehead.
127. >Mouth agape, you immediately go crossed eyed, unable to ignore the imminent death waiting to pierce your brain.
128. >Anon is there, his large blood soaked body blocking the sunlight trying to make its way past your vision from the outside.
129. >He grits his teeth as fresh blood flows down his chin and bubbles out a soft growl.
130. >"TuwiiiirrrRRIIIIGHT...!"
131. >With that he nudges the tip a little deeper, Oh dear Celestia why was he so terrifying this time.
132. >You try to close your eyes, but it feels like the moment you lose contact with his own your life will be forfeit.
133. >Unable to keep your shaking mouth from hanging open, you try stuttering out a plea for mercy.
134. I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry...
135. >He looks back at you while breathing heavily, his bloodshot eyes stare without even blinking, its absolutely terrifying.
136. >You feel a cool red liquid start trailing down between your eyes, you can't even tell if it belongs to you or not.
137. >Oh god this is it isn't it?
138. >Watery tears start streaming down your face like a fountain.
139. P-P-P-please d-d-don't...
140. >You shuck back some snot before it gets in the way.
141. K-K-K-kill-...
142. >Just as you try to finish your sentence, your eyes focus on a single scarlet drop that forms on the end of his spear.
143. >With a quiet gentle drip, it *bloops* on the tip of your snout, causing you to close your eyes and flinch.
144. >...And that final push was all it took.
145. Oh...oh n-n-noOoOo!
146. >Refusing to open your eyes, you let out a tearful wail as you realize you just wet yourself with fear.
147. >Standing petrified with dread, you await your fate as your life rests in arms of this creature's soul.
149. >You are Anon.
150. >And you currently have an intruder in your home at your mercy.
151. >You thought you were lucky today, having found a fresh meal much faster than you usually managed, you decided to come home early.
152. >How foolish it was to assume you would have a peaceful afternoon together.
153. >When you arrived home expecting a warm welcome, instead you found your Sweetie Belle cowering behind someone who didn't belong there.
154. >You nudge the tip of your spear a bit deeper and watch purple p0ny shake in fear, you had half a mind to just kill the stupid little trespasser where she stands.
155. >If Sweetie Belle hadn't stopped you, the lavender horse would already have been waiting to be tonight's dinner.
156. >The p0ny is trying to stutter out some kind of plea, but you don't care to listen.
157. >Watching her teeth chatter and tears flow down her face only served to please you.
158. >She lets out a tiny wail making you grin with satisfaction.
159. >But then, something catches your senses and breaks you out of your focused malice.
160. >That smell...what was that delicious scent?
161. >The pungent scent of sour grapes seemed to permeate and fill the air.
162. >Confused by the odd sensation, you lift your spear upright, and kneel down in front of her.
163. >Even with her eyes still closed, she seemed to relax a bit after having the immediate danger taken away from her, not that you care.
164. >Kneeling in front of her, you gently yet firmly grasp the side of her face with one hand and hold your spear in the other.
165. >Feeling her flinch, you nudge her head down and roughly stick your face in her mane, taking a deep breath.
166. >That wasn't where the scent was coming from, her hair smelled and tasted like something akin to sweet licorice.
167. >Moving along to her side, you sharply grasp her flank and lick the fur along the line of her back.
168. >Her eyes open wide with surprise and her body goes stiff as a board as you do so.
169. >Her purple coat reminded you of lavender flowers.
170. >Turning her head to look at you, she tries to inquire on your intentions.
171. >"*sniff* what...what are you doing?"
172. >Ignoring her questions, you continue to inspect the rest of her.
173. >You hear Sweetie's voice answer her for you from behind instead.
174. >"Don't fight it Twilight, this is good! Just... relax and let him do his thing."
175. >She doesn't reply back as you proceed to follow the alluring smell further down the rest of her body.
176. >Finally reaching the end, you can tell the smell is getting stronger as the pungent pheromones dig deeper into your brain.
177. >She twitches as you drop your weapon with on the ground with a loud *clang*.
178. >With both hands free, you roughly grasp both sides of her soft supple flank.
179. >Eyes going wide with surprised confusion, she nervously looks back at Sweetie Belle hoping for some kind of assurance.
180. >She simply smiles back and nods in a calm relaxed manner.
181. >Not one for suspense, you stick yourself nose deep into her fluffy violet muff and take a passionate, heartfelt breath.
182. >She bites her lower lip and closes her eyes, shaking as she tries to bear with it.
183. >Sweetie brings a hoof to her mouth and giggles a little at Twilight's expression.
184. >You can't tell if she's shivering in fear or from the intense sensation of having her nether regions touched so intimately.
185. >Taking in the mind numbing scent of sour grapes, your heart rate starts to slow down and relax.
186. >Letting out a hot satisfied breath, you stand up again as you feel your anger start to subside.
187. >Picking up your spear again, you move between her and Sweetie Belle for protection.
188. >Looking down at her, you scowl with your arms crossed across your chest.
189. >Finally giving her the chance to rest, she sits down in front of you and catches her breath.
190. >After a few minutes of calming down she starts to speak again.
191. >"Well that was certainly...unexpected."
192. >Starting to lose your patience, you point your spear back at her, though this time a more considerable distance further away.
193. Oon taka?
194. >Her forehead furrows as she stares back at you confused.
195. >Sweetie Belle attempts to mediate the situation from behind you.
196. >"I think he'd like to know why you're here Twilight."
197. >Her confusion shifts into a sheepish smile of embarrassment.
198. >"Oh right...that. Maybe it would be best if I just show you instead."
199. >As she starts glowing with lavender light, you quietly growl and start reaching for her horn with your gnarly blood soaked hand.
200. >She lets out a squeak and skitters backwards away from you a bit.
201. >"Ok! My apologies! No magic then..."
202. >She leans her head around to your side so she can address Sweetie Belle instead.
203. >"Perhaps it would be better if you would explain my proposal Sweetie."
204. >She looks back up at your ominous visage and lets out a nervous laugh.
205. >"heh heh... that is... if you don't mind."
207. >It only took a few minutes to have Sweetie Belle, tell you Twilight's idea.
208. >You spent the whole time keeping an eye on the purple horse instead.
209. >Not that you wanted to be rude to your precious filly, but you never EVER took chances with intruders...even if you have gotten to "know" them better.
210. >Apparently, she wanted to build a home for you and Sweetie to live in.
211. >Perhaps even co-exist with that blasted town.
212. >You scoffed at the audacity of such an idea, you had nothing in common with those creatures and they feared you, rightfully so.
213. >Move away from nature? Ludicrous! You'd sooner die than be taken from the place you call home.
214. >But then Sweetie Belle started pleading with you and you felt your resolve start to crack.
215. >It hurt to see her sad, and the feelings of rage and depression were starting to conflict and fight inside of you.
216. >She walks in front of you to get your attention.
217. >"Please Anon? Will you do it for me?"
218. >You grimace and pause, closing your eyes in silent thought as Twilight tries to gauge your expression.
219. >Having come to a decision, you open your eyes and look down at the small filly at your feet.
220. >With a solemn nod, you walk over to Twilight and kneel down in front of her.
221. >She can't seem to look you in the eye, so you lightly lift her chin up with the curl of your index finger.
222. Ash tin kara?
223. >It's not clear if you're question got through to her, but she jumps up with surprising enthusiasm anyway.
224. >Suddenly beaming like the events that just transpired never even occurred she tries to reassure you of her..."plans".
225. >"Don't worry uh..Anon is it? If everything goes smoothly, we'll have a new home fit for you and Sweetie Belle by the end of the day!"
226. >You started placing doubt on her story, it would take more than a single evening to build an entire home for you to permanently reside in.
227. >She picks up on your thoughts as she spots your narrow eyed accusing stare.
228. >"I swear to Celestia, no funny business, no trickery, and above all else...no magic"
229. >You stare at her sternly, deciding whether or not she could be considered trustworthy.
230. >"I promise."
231. >Sweetie Belle nods her head up and down vigorously, urging you to agree.
232. >Against your better judgement, you take a deep breath and nod slowly without breaking eye contact.
233. >If this was a trick, you would make sure she ended up on a spit over an open flame for dinner by nightfall.
234. >Ignoring your expression, she breaks into a wide smile and claps her hooves together excitedly.
235. >"Splendid, then without further a due, let us make haste!"
236. >She begins charging up her horn with that lavender light.
237. >You snarl in outrage straight in her face, bits of phlegm raining down on her snout as her mane flies backwards.
238. >Taking a step back, she calmly wipes herself clean.
239. >"Right...no magic...then I guess we'll just have to walk through this long...spooky...forest."
240. >You pick up Sweetie Belle and take the lead without bothering to see if purple horse would follow, you'd sooner leave her behind than have her slow you down.
241. >You couldn't care less if she managed to keep up or got lost.
242. >The wild claims those who are weak.
244. (End song)
246. >You are Twilight Sparkle
247. >Currently heading through p0nyville, making your way to the train station.
248. >P0nies were staring at you in disbelief as you escorted Anon through town, but you didn't mind.
249. >You were just too excited to let them get you down.
250. >After all, your plan worked! It actually worked!
251. >Sure there was a few..."hiccups" along the way, but everything was back on track and running smoothly according to schedule.
252. >Well...somewhat smoothly at least.
253. >You watch as Anon leers at a passerby and snarls at him for staring, causing him to run off in fright.
254. >He still carried Sweetie Belle in his arms, even though she could easily walk on her own.
255. >Finding it odd, you curiously stare and watch as the two of them quietly banter between each other.
256. >He makes a sharp grin, showing off his massive canines and chuckles, Sweetie Belle giggling along with him.
257. >How do they even communicate like that? Was it some kind of magic or telepathy?
258. >Your eyes go wide as your mind starts to wander a bit to far.
259. >Did he somehow manage to infect her with foreign knowledge unknown to p0ny kind?!?
260. >Reeling over the possibilities, your strain of thought is interrupted by the sounds of high pitched squeak.
261. >Bringing your focus back on them, you see Anon licking her mane playfully causing her to burst out and shake in his arms in a ticklish fit of laughter.
262. >"Hahaha Anon stop! It's gonna look weird again!"
263. >You sigh and shake your head.
264. >...nah that just sounded stupid, she was probably just enjoying life like a silly filly should.
265. >Walking absentmindedly lost in your own thoughts, you realize you've already reached the train station.
266. >Surprised, you decide to have them wait in a far corner away from every other p0ny and go purchase your tickets.
267. >Thankfully the next train was arriving soon so you wouldn't have to wait around in public to long.
268. >Turning away from the counter with three newly acquired tickets, your jaw drops as you see two young fillies conversing with the rest of your entourage.
269. Oh no...
270. >Anon seems to be already losing what little patience he had as he stares at the pink and grey duo.
271. >"Hey there, we heard you ran away from home to go live in the jungle like a monkey."
272. >They snicker quietly together, even though that doesn't hide it at all.
273. >Sweetie Belle puts on a scowl and looks down at them from her current height advantage.
274. >"What are YOU two doing here?"
275. >They look at each other and scoff, the pink one deciding to be kind enough answer her question.
276. >"WE'RE on our way to a fancy party in Canterlot. WE'RE going to meet all the famous noblep0nies there, and before you can ask no... YOU can't come."
277. >She starts giggling as her grey companion leans in and whispers her own little supplement behind the back of her hoof.
278. >"No monkeys allowed!"
279. >They don't even notice Anon's eyes have stopped blinking as they break into a fit of laughter.
280. This might be bad...
281. >You could see Sweetie Belle's white cheeks being stained with a flush pink color as she scrunched her snout in anger.
282. >"I wouldn't do that if I were you two."
283. >Wiping some tears from their eyes, they look up and try to hold back their mirth.
284. >"And why would we care about what you think?"
285. >Sweetie raises a hoof to her mouth and looks at them with a smug, sly grin.
286. >"Because Anon just ~loves~ to eat little fillies, and I can't stop him when he's hungry."
287. >Their expressions change from mirth to shock as she leers down at them.
288. >"You wouldn't like him when he's hungry!"
289. >As if on cue, he slowly leans down low till he's a mere inch away from their tiny faces.
290. >With a low growl he hisses like a snake, punctuating it with a loud *clack* from his teeth.
291. >You watch as the color drains from the two fillies faces.
292. >"eh...eh...EEEEEEEEEK!"
293. >They scream in unison and run out the train station, tripping over themselves as they run back home.
294. >"Looks like they're gonna have to be "fashionably late!""
295. >You look at Sweetie and Anon as they burst into laughter, staring at them in disbelief.
296. >What was this madness?
297. >Trying to get things in order, the train to Canterlot finally arrives.
298. >Listening to the train conductor, you hear him shout.
299. >"Allll ABOAAAARD!"
300. >Waiting for all the other p0nies to get on first, you make your way over and hand him three tickets.
301. >He looks at you, then at the tickets, then at Anon.
302. >"Um I'm sorry ma'am, but we have a no wild animals rule on the train."
303. >You try and smooth things over.
304. Don't worry we're on royal busine-
305. >You shirk back in surprise as a spear is suddenly thrust just below the bottom of his neck.
306. >Twisting around, you see Anon with an apathetic look and Sweetie just shaking her head with a disapproving smile.
307. >"Tsk tsk tsk, you shouldn't have said that. Anon doesn't like being treated like an animal."
308. >The conductor is sweating bullets.
309. >"You'd better apologize quick."
310. >His eyes start nervously darting back and forth as he tries to speak without poking himself.
311. >"I...I see...my apologies...honest mistake it was!"
312. >He looks over to you for help, but all you can do is smile at him sheepishly.
313. >"Alright, you can come aboard! B-B-But I'm afraid you're gonna have to leave your weapon here!"
314. >Suddenly Anon's apathetic eyes shift to ones of anger.
315. >With a loud snort he pokes the tip a little deeper.
316. >"Um.. I mean.. that is......HAVE A NICE TRIP!!!"
317. >He stumbles as he tries to clear your path.
318. >Watching him flee in terror, you sigh in a depressed manner.
319. This is going to be a long ride...
321. >After the train ride, that felt much longer than it should have been ended, you started making a bee line to Canterlot Castle.
322. >These rich and famous p0nies would not mix well with Anon at all that's for certain.
323. >Taking the shortest route there, you could already hear the murmurs and whispers around you.
324. >"I say, is that monkey carrying a filly?"
325. >"Why doesn't anyone stop them?"
326. >"Mother I'm scared!"
327. >"Hush now, I'm sure a guard will take care of it soon enough, mind your business before you make a scene!"
328. >You could tell Anon was starting to grind his teeth in anger, and you couldn't honestly blame him.
329. >As long as no one was stupid enough to try anything everything would be alrig-
330. >"Ma'am, I'm afraid you can't let a dangerous animal walk through the city streets, you're disturbing the public."
331. >Anon immediately turns towards him and starts giving him the stink eye.
332. >Confound it! Can't you get to a single destination without problems?
333. >Alright settle down Twilight, let's look at the bright side of this. He's a royal guard, perhaps he can escort us the rest of the way to the castle.
334. >Putting on a dignified smile, you try to convince him not to do anything crazy.
335. I, Twilight Sparkle, am on important royal business for princess Celestia herself. If you would be so kind, could you possibly escort us safely to the castle grounds.
336. >Phew, it took a lot out of you when you tried to act like high class royalty.
337. >He looks at you suspiciously, scanning you from head to hoof.
338. >"...Alright Ms.Sparkle, I think I can do that for you. Please follow me."
339. >Yes! Thank Celestia, you didn't know what you'd do if you had to deal with anymore wrenches in your plan.
340. >As he moves on ahead, you notice Anon still scowling at him from behind his back while Sweetie sticks out her tongue as well.
341. >Please...please let this go well.
342. >Finally reaching the royal gates, the guard follows you as you're admitted inside.
343. >Being quite familiar with the layout, you make your way to the grand hall.
344. >Seeing the lush beautiful doors makes you sigh with relief, but its gone as soon as you reach the them.
345. >Two long spears bar your path, a pair white and brown stallions sternly blocking the entrance.
346. >The brown one belts out his orders.
347. >"Sorry, but only p0nies on official business with the princess may enter."
348. >You look at him confused.
349. But I AM on official business!
350. >He looks at you and shakes his head.
351. >"My apologies ma'am, but the filly is going to have to wait outside."
352. >You don't even need to look at Anon to feel his expression darken.
353. >Thankfully, Sweetie Belle cuts that mess short.
354. >"It's alright Anon, I'll wait out here for you. Canterlot castle is practically the safest place in Equestria!"
355. >He looks somewhat apprehensive, but eventually concedes and sets her down.
356. >The guard that escorted us here decides to chime in.
357. >"Come on, I'll take you the mess hall for lunch!"
358. >That was awfully nice of him, you smile as she hops down the hallway with excitement.
359. >Watching them chat and make their way around a corner, you hear another more brittle voice address you.
360. >"U-um, there's just one more thing..."
361. >The white stallion looks up at Anon, eyes wide while still trying to maintain a stoic demeanor.
362. >"I-I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave that...weapon here."
363. >Anon leans down and glares at him with bloodshot eyes.
364. >You facepalm and shake your head in disbelief.
365. Oh dear...
367. >You are Anon.
368. >After an explosive struggle, the guards managed to force you to relinquish your spear, but not before you made them wish they hadn't been born first.
369. >Making your way past the meticulously decorated doors, you enter what must be the grand hall.
370. >The huge hallway felt completely empty, save for one thing.
371. >A large white horse, almost twice the size of any other you had seen so far sat at the very end of the room.
372. >The lush red carpet ending at her feet, the snow colored horse sat atop a luxurious throne, her coat adorned with precious golden trinkets.
373. >She looked down on the two of you with a long warming smile...it made you wretch.
374. >Twilight beams up at her from your side as reciprocates the princess' gesture tenfold.
375. >"My princess, it's so good to see you again!"
376. >The purple p0ny bows down in front of her "royal highness" and gestures you to do the same.
377. >You snort at her and spit on the ground.
378. >You look at the princess and glare straight into her magenta eyes.
379. >A man of the wild bows to no one damn it.
380. >The princess looks down at you and raises an eyebrow at your gesture before turning her attention to Twilight.
381. >The purple p0ny can only giggle nervously under the pressure of her gaze.
382. >"My most faithful student Twilight Sparkle, what manner of business do you bring to us this fine day."
383. >Smiling with giddy excitement, she jumps to attention.
384. >"As I'm sure you can see your highness, I've brought to you a brand new species of ape only found in P0nyville's Everfree forest."
385. >She starts rubbing your leg with her hoof.
386. >"And he's completely one of a kind."
387. >You quietly hiss at her, barely missing her hoof as she pulls away before you manage to swipe it.
388. >Her ears folded back, she sheepishly looks up and smiles at you apologetically.
389. >Turning back to the princess, she continues.
390. >"He calls himself Anon. He's strong, intelligent, and very friendly..."
391. >She looks back at you to show you a smile, only to be greeted with your scowling face.
392. >"...usually."
393. >The ivory shaded princess nods to her words sagely.
394. >"Yes, this is most impressive indeed Twilight, but I am afraid I must ask. What would you have me do for this creature?"
395. >She clears her throat and tries to stand confidently as she readies her speech.
396. >"Anon has spent his entire time here living in the Everfree forest. With nothing to shelter him from rain and snow other than a stone cold cave. Struggling to fight against the wilds of nature like a beast to be feared."
397. >She takes another breath and smiles warmly.
398. >"But I believe he is much more than just an animal, he is a being capable of friendship, compassion, maybe even love. On numerous occasions he's shown he can co-exist with each of us, even if he does get a bit rough around the edges."
399. >The princess raises an eyebrow at her statement, having piqued her curiosity.
400. >"Co-exist you say, please elaborate if you could."
401. >Twilight nods and decides it's time to pull out her trump card.
402. >"Recently, a sad little filly ran away from her home and got lost in the Everfree. There was no doubt she wouldn't have lasted long on her own, but then something magical happened. Stumbling upon Anon's home...instead of bringing her harm, he took her in. He fed her, cared for her, and even treated her as one of his own kind to the point of being practically inseparable now. Although he can seem like a scary creature at times, I know deep in my heart that he has the potential to become much more than that."
403. >Crossing your arms across your chest, she giggles as you look away and grunt rudely to cover your embarrassment.
404. >It was quite possibly the first time in your life anyone had ever praised you for anything.
405. >She steps behind you and nudges you with her head to move forward.
406. >"Your majesty, if you would allow it. I would like for a proper home to be built so they could live peacefully together along with everyp0ny else in P0nyville."
407. >Staring at your visage as if she was evaluating your worth, the princess stands up from her throne and addresses her apprentice.
408. >"My dear Twilight Sparkle, you should know that I value your insight greatly. If you truly believe doing so would be for the benefit of p0ny kind I would be most inclined to agree"
409. >She closes her eyes and nods for a moment.
410. >"But I must know what does he himself wish for as well."
411. >With your face still pointed towards the wall, you look at her through the corner of of your eye.
412. >"Um...and that brings me to the real reason why we came here."
413. >Real... reason? You violently twist around and face towards Twilight with vivid suspicion pouring from your eyes.
414. >What "real" reason...?
415. >"You see... while seemingly able to understand us...Anon for one reason or another cannot speak properly."
416. >You didn't like where this was going.
417. >You face the princess once more as the clopping sound of metal hooves starts to move towards you.
418. >"That is most unfortunate my dear, to be trapped in one's own mind can be a terrible fate."
419. >The pupils in your eyes shrink to tiny dots as her horn begins to glow.
420. >"But rest assured my faithful Twilight, I believe I can fix his psyche without much trouble at all."
421. >Completely ignoring what she had to stay, you start to slowly move away from her, unable to tear your eyes away from the amber glow radiating from her forehead.
422. >Not this...not MAGIC...SHE FUCKING PROMISED NO MAGIC!
423. >Backing away, you feel yourself bump into something that shouldn't be there.
424. >You pull your hands away from it as they begin to feel like they're being lit on fire.
425. >Looking down at them, you see they're actually unharmed, but the residual burning sensation still remains.
426. >Turning around you see the entire hallway blocked off by a faint purple aura.
427. >You start to bang your fist against it, but wrench your hand back as it begins to feel like needles are being shoved straight into it.
428. >Seeing Twilight on the opposite side, you start to shout at her.
429. kuw raw Tuwiright KUW RAW!
430. >Twilight looks at you from the other side of the makeshift barrier, horn glowing with that disgusting lavender aura.
431. >"I'm sorry Anon, but this is for your own good!"
432. >You snarl as you throw one last punch at her, the shock wave causing her to flinch.
433. >But the shimmering wall barring your escape doesn't waver.
434. >Turning around, you're caught by surprise as the princess is already an inch away from your face.
435. >Her golden glowing eyes, a warning for what was about to come.
436. >"It's time Anon, be still."
437. >Before you can protest, her glowing horn touches your forehead.
438. >For a moment there is nothing but silence.
439. >And then...
440. >It hits you.
441. ah...ahhh....aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
442. >Your eyes glow white as light pours out of your mouth.
443. AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
444. >The pain is unimaginably terrifying, unable to escape it as it emanates from within your own body.
445. AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
446. >The stain glass windows in the hall begin to crack under the intensity of your shrieks of anguish.
447. >It's like someone heated up a fire poker in the sun and started branding your brain with it.
448. EAAHHEHEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!
449. >The two guards standing outside the grand hall's entrance wince and fold their ears, unable to imagine what kind of torture they must be putting that creature through.
450. >It's like she was liquifying the inside of your skull and boiling the juices till they turned into steam.
451. AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
452. >The upper crust chatting in the streets and cafes of Canterlot look up and stare at the castle in confusion.
453. >Your mind is filled with images and knowledge, but you can't possibly comprehend it underneath the stress you were undergoing.
454. >The screams are drowned out as you begin twitching and foaming at the mouth.
455. >And then just as quickly as it began, its over.
456. >Finally being released, your hands clutch your skull as you fall to your knees, then collapse on the floor.
457. >And then everything goes dark...
459. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGFGX_plZKc
461. >Waking up with your face on the ground, you open your eyes and are greeted with nothing but black emptiness.
462. >Propping yourself up with your hands, you manage to stand upright.
463. >Great this place, you didn't think you'd ever have to come back here again.
464. >Complete darkness as far as the mind can see, nothing but the cool ripples beneath your feet showing any signs of life.
465. >You don't bother wasting time wandering again, instead you stand still and close your eyes.
466. >Get out here you son of a bitch.
467. "Honestly Anon you don't need to treat yourself so rudely."
468. >The other "you" steps out of the darkness and comes to greet you.
469. >He's wearing much nicer clothes compared to the tattered garbs you called a tunic.
470. >Pulling out a lighter, he starts burning a cigarette, flipping it closed and taking a long drag.
471. >Letting it plume out from his nose, he finally starts talking.
472. "I hadn't expected to see you again so soon."
473. >You start to get irritated as he takes another drag and breathes it in your face.
474. Get to the fucking point.
475. >He looks at you sternly, his usual smile oddly absent.
476. "Alright, let me cut to the chase then Anon. You sir, just got fucked up completely."
477. rrrAAHHH!
478. >You throw a punch at him only to have it stopped by seemingly thin air.
479. >He just looks at you and shakes his head like he can't believe what he's seeing.
480. "What are you trying to do? Fight your own thoughts? You never do think ahead do you..."
481. >You ignore him and try to push harder.
482. "Or have you forgotten I AM YOU!"
483. >With a light flick of his finger, you're knocked flat on your ass a couple meters back.
484. "Listen, stop being stubborn for five fucking minutes and listen to me."
485. >Trying to sit back up, he kneels down over you and holds your cheek with his free hand.
486. "I'm serious man...she fucked you up bad..."
487. >You look up at him with a confused expression, watching his face contort with genuine sadness.
488. "I can't explain what she did to us, but if we don't do something we're gonna die."
489. >Finally understanding the gravity of the situation, you manage to calm the fuck down.
490. >He chuckles and sits on your lap.
491. "Look, whatever she did, its basically forced our hand."
492. >You look at him with a dead serious face.
493. What do you mean?
494. >He takes another drag before tossing the cigarette away.
495. "What I mean is, we've got only two choices now. Either we sit here and lie comatose for eternity, or we become one again."
496. >Your eyes go wide as you shove him off your lap.
497. NO! NEVER AGAIN DAMN IT! I PUT YOU HERE FOR A FUCKING REASON!
498. >He shrugs his hands in the air and shakes his head.
499. "Hey, if you don't have anything to live for that's fine I guess...we can just sit here...maybe wax philosophic for a while."
500. >Ignoring him, you turn around and start putting distance between the two of you.
501. >Your mind reels over the memories of your family, loved ones lost to times long since past.
502. You know damn well I don't have anything worth living for anymore.
503. >Already in front of you again, he starts laughing right in your face.
504. "hahaha...rrrRRREALLY now, allow me to show you why that's bullshit!"
505. >You grab him by the scruff of his overly expensive collar.
506. Don't you fucking dare.
507. "Oh I dare alright."
508. >Suddenly the black abyss is surrounded by images of a certain white filly.
509. >The night you first met her in that open field.
510. >The night she showed up during that thunderstorm.
511. >The face she made when you saw her fawning over the lily you gave her.
512. >The tears she shed when you were almost killed the first time.
513. >The feeling of each and every morning you woke up with her nestled in your arms.
514. >Letting go of his collar, you fall to your knees.
515. >But even the floor will not give you any reprieve.
516. >There...on your hands and knees, is the blushing face she showed you from the single kiss you gave her just one time.
517. ...Fine...
518. >He leans down and smugly grins as he raises a hand to his ear towards you.
519. "What's that, I couldn't hear you."
520. FINE YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT...
521. >You look down at the ground as the image ripples like water.
522. ...You fucking win.
523. >Resting on one knee, he lifts your face up to his.
524. "Listen, I know it'll hurt, and I can't promise the pain will ever go away, but I can tell you one thing for certain."
525. >He places his forehead on yours.
526. "It'll get better."
527. >You stare deep into "your" eyes.
528. "Trust me."
529. >With that, you close your own and let the void take you.
531. >Your eyes burst open as pain shoots through your head like a hot knife through butter.
532. AAAAGGGGGHHH!
533. >The familiar image of the grand hall greets you once more.
534. >You writhe back and forth, rolling and shaking on the ground in agony.
535. >The two ponies stare at you from opposite sides of the room, waiting to see your response.
536. >After a while, the princess finally speaks.
537. >"Anon, please answer us. How do you feel?"
538. >Trying to get your spasms under control you look up a her with one eye.
539. WHAT IN THE BLOODY FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME!?!
540. >Twilight, standing a fair distance away, begins to giggle with glee.
541. >"Princess it worked, it really REALLY worked!"
542. >You twist your head around and glare at her, the vision from your right eye had been stained crimson from a burst blood vessel.
543. Worked??? WORKED!?!?! FUCK YOU!!!
544. >Scrambling to your knees, you start to reach towards Twilight with your right hand, your left hand still firmly clutched over your left eye as it futilely attempts to ease the pain by even a microscopic amount.
545. >Her cheerful demeanor is quickly replaced by panic as she sees you stumbling your way towards her, your face covered in what could only be described as vengeance.
546. >That familiar hearty voice shouts out from behind you, echoing across the long hall.
547. >"Anon, I must insist that you calm yourself!"
548. >Wrenching yourself around 180 degrees, you look back her and snarl.
549. Calm? CALM? I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!
550. >Rushing over to one of the suits of armor lining the walls, you snap the thick metal spear from its grasp.
551. >The princess' eyes open wide as you take a running start towards her.
552. >Taking a massive leap into the air, you hurl the heavy spear at her like it was a wooden javelin.
553. >She stands her ground, remaining completely calm.
554. >You watch as the air whistles, making a bee line straight for her skull.
555. >Grinning maliciously you stare as it makes its way to connect.
556. >As she lets out a quiet sigh, the spear stops dead in its tracks, the tip levitating with a golden aura a mere centimeter from her eye.
557. >Enraged by your failure, you charge head long at her like a mad bull.
558. >Giving you a stern glare, the spear hits the floor with a loud *clang*.
559. >Before you can even make it more than half way, you take the spear's place in her invisible grasp.
560. >Completely immobilized, she lifts you up in the air and brings you closer.
561. >It felt like your whole body was strapped down and encased in deep frier.
562. >You wildly flail and scream as the stinging sensation sinks deeper and deeper into your layers.
563. >Suddenly your limbs are locked in place like they were stuck in melting hot blocks of cement, your head cocked painfully to the side.
564. >Her horn glows brighter as she carries you down to her eye level.
565. >She looks at you like a disapproving mother, ready to give you a fierce lecture for your "temper tantrum".
566. >"Anon please! If you insist to continue acting in this manner, you cannot possibly expect us to remain so lenient."
567. >You thrash and struggle against the burning coat of armor she held you in.
568. You fucking RAPED MY MIND YOU BITCH!
569. >She scrunches her face in an insulted fashion, but manages to compose herself.
570. >"Raped? Honestly Anon you're acting so ridiculously dramatic, a simple mind altering spell should have at worst left you a little disoriented and tired."
571. >Your molars grind together as your face is stretched grossly by your pure unadulterated rage.
572. Ridiculous...dramatic? You just don't get it you STUPID FUCKING HORSE!
573. >The two of them stare at you confused, ignorant till the very last moment.
574. It BURNS YOU IDIOTS! Your magic makes my skin feel like its peeling off! Like every inch of my body is being shredded apart with knives!
575. >The room is goes silent as you let your sudden confession sink deep into their minds.
576. It's as if your were taking strips of my flesh and turning it into BACON! Then pouring salt into my gaping wounds!
577. >Struggling against her magic's firm grip, you painfully manage to crane your neck so you can look her dead straight in her eyes.
578. Its like you sliced open my head, poured a pot of thick putrid acid into my skull... and left my brain to boil alive in its own JUICES!
579. >Flecks of spittle bombard her pure ivory coat.
580. >You hear Twilight gag as she tries not to throw up behind you.
581. So forgive me if I'm a little fucking irritated right now!
582. >Finally getting your hate out, you continue to float in mid air, breathing heavily as you start to simmer down.
583. >After staring at you for a few moments with an expression you couldn't recognize, she slowly brought you in front of her and gently set you down.
584. >Freeing you from the infernal prison, you look down at your hands, flexing your fingers to make sure everything is intact.
585. >Slowly taking your eyes away from them, you look up to face her.
586. You know I could kill-
587. >And then something you had never expected happened, her long arms and flowing white wings wrapped themselves around you and hugged you in an tight embrace.
588. >You couldn't keep up with the shock of the situation.
589. >What...what was this...?
590. >You could hear her whispering into your ear as she rested her head on your shoulder.
591. >"My most sincerest apologies Anon, had..had I have known..."
592. >This feeling...yes...now you remember.
593. >"Never have I wanted my subjects to suffer so."
594. >Her voice begins to drift away as you retreat into the depths of your own mind for the first time in decades.
595. >Yes...the last time time you felt such a warm embrace...was when your mother died as a child.
596. >You struggle to summon the last recollection of her fleeting memory before it disappears once more.
598. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZrcaOnqu-E
600. >You are no longer in Canterlot, instead your senses are filled with the sounds of cool whistling wind and rustling leaves.
601. >You look around and see nothing but the green trees and sunlight of a beautiful forest in a mid summer day.
602. >You cannot move, your young child-like body stuck in the warm feeling of the tight embrace that still holds onto you.
603. >Looking up, your vision is filled with the shadow of your mother, her face an unreadable black silhouette in the blinding sun.
604. >Staring at her, you try to ask her a question only to find yourself unable to speak.
605. >Smiling bitterly she mouths a few words, but you cannot hear nor comprehend them.
606. >Seeing your confused expression, she bites her lower lip sadly as tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.
607. >They feel cool as they drip onto your warm skin.
608. >You watch as the sunlight flickers between the open leaves above the two of you, mesmerized as her dark burgundy hair sways in the wind along side them.
609. >She attempts to speak one more time, but only small bits manage to get through.
610. >"I'm **** sorry **** **** **** I'll always **** **** love you..."
611. >Resting her head on your thin shoulder, you feel her hold on you get much stronger.
612. >And then...much heavier.
613. >You tumble backwards and lay on the soft loamy grass beneath you.
614. >She rested on top of you, so heavy...yet so warm.
615. >Gently placing your hands on her back, you look up towards the beautiful clouds that painted the sky, your sight being blinded by a bright flash of white.
616. >And then you were alone, standing in an open field of wheat as the setting sun stained the sky a beautiful orange.
617. >Yes...that was the last time you'd ever see your mother again.
618. >You stand there by yourself, much older now watching the wheat move along with the gentle breeze, surrounded by nothing but all encompassing nature and the brutal sense of loneliness.
619. >Unable to fight it back any longer, tears start crawling down your face.
620. Damn it Anon, you'd said it would get better, but it still hurts so bad.
621. >Placing a hand on your shoulder he sighs and chuckles weakly.
622. "This is the first step Anon, you'll face much tougher times ahead and you can't let this hold you down as well."
623. >Wiping an arm across your face, you try and stutter out a reply.
624. I know...its just that... I've missed her...so much. Life never gave us a chance.
625. >Giving you a light pat on the back, he nods in agreement.
626. I can't...I can't even remember her face Anon...
627. "Yeah... life sure did deal us a shitty set of cards to play with."
628. >He gives you a playful shake.
629. "But come on, that's over now. You've got someone waiting for you and you know you can't let her see you like this."
630. >You don't answer him, you just close your eyes and nod.
631. >With one more light pat, he fades into the ether with some final parting words.
632. "Remember...you're not alone."
634. >You're back in Canterlot, staring at the ceiling as you held royalty in your arms as if she were your own kin.
635. >An image of a great white horse shining warmth and sunlight down onto the land is etched in stained glass above you.
636. >A tear trails down your solemn face.
637. >When was the last time you cried? Must've been over a decade ago at least.
638. >Pulling away from her, you wipe your cheek as you keep up your straight sober face.
639. I'm...I'm sorry princess, I forgive you. Thank you for giving me the gift of speech once more.
640. >She smiles and lowers her head gracefully.
641. >"Do not apologize Anon, seeing our subjects alive and well is the only recompense we require.
642. >With a short bow, you turn around and make your way back to Twilight.
643. >As you make your way down the stairs, you give her a stern glare for having tricked you, not quite having forgiven her just yet.
644. >Her smile turning to sad puppy dog eyes, she winces as you grab her by the ear and drag her towards the exit.
645. >"Ow ow ow ow ow I'm sorry Anon-OW!"
646. >Pulling her up a bit, you kneel down till you're at eye level.
647. Since you've been so gracious enough to honor me with the ability to speak again, without even bothering to consider my own consent mind you, we're going to need to have a LONG chat on the way home.
648. >As you put your hands on the doors to leave, you hear that loud voice echo from behind you once more.
649. >"Oh but Anon..."
650. >You turn around to address her from across the grand hall.
651. >She raises a gold studded hoof to her mouth and giggles.
652. >"I do hope you would refrain from anymore attempts on our life in the near future please."
653. >Surprised at the peculiar statement, you chuckle under your breath.
654. I'll think about it.
656. >You swing open the heavy doors that lead to the mess hall and scan the area.
657. >The guard is chatting with Sweetie Belle while she sits and happily licks some kind of ice cream cone.
658. >With a smile you cup your hands over your mouth and shout across the room.
659. Sweetie Belle!
660. >Her face pauses mid lick, utter shock completely written over it.
661. >She slowly turns to face you, not even noticing as her she drops her ice cream on the floor.
662. >All she sees is your shit eating grin, you promised yourself you wouldn't let her see you cry.
663. >Breaking out into tears of happiness, she rushes across the hall and tackles your chest, causing you to fall over onto the floor.
664. >You get the odd sense of deja-vu as fresh tears drop onto your face, only this time it doesn't make you feel sad.
665. >Rubbing her cheek against yours you hear her mumble out a few words.
666. >"My name Anon, you actually said my NAME!"
667. >Letting out a hearty laugh, you rest your arms on her back.
668. I'm gonna say a lot more than just that from now on Sweetie.
669. >Feeling her grip on you tighten, you lift yourselves up and turn around to address Twilight, who's just been standing behind you the whole time with a dumb smile.
670. Come on...I think it's time to go home.
672. >The evening sun was already beginning to set as you made your way through P0nyville.
673. >After that ordeal you just wanted to go back home and rest.
674. >Walking back through that forest is gonna be a pain in the ass, but there was no way you would spend the night in this town.
675. >Following Twilight as she started making her way along the dirt road to the forest, you wondered when she was gonna head back to her own place for the night.
676. >Surely she wasn't going to escort you all the way back?
677. Twilight, what are you doing. I can carry Sweetie Belle back home by myself.
678. >You adjust her so she rests more comfortably in your arms, she had already fallen asleep.
679. >"Just follow me, I've got something to show you Anon."
680. >Your eyes narrow as you start to become suspicious again, seems this p0ny hadn't learned by now that you didn't like surprises.
681. >Following her up the beaten path into the outskirts of the forest, night falls and the dark trail slowly becomes only illuminated by moonlight.
682. >Reaching a smooth mountain wall you start to realize something.
683. >This was the path to the field where you first met-
684. >And as you walk around the corner, you're awestruck by the sight.
685. >The clear open field where you met those three fillies that fateful evening had changed.
686. >Resting against the cliff face, was a giant oak tree, hollowed out into what seemed like a two story house.
687. >Jaw dropped, you continue to stand still and stare up at it while Twilight walks over.
688. >She waves a hoof dramatically and looks up at you.
689. >"This...is your new home!"
690. >Smiling warmly at you, you can only respond with confusion.
691. But...BUT HOW? It's hasn't even been HALF A DAY YET!
692. >You try to shut up as Sweetie Belle starts squirming in her sleep.
693. >Walking over to Twilight, you lean down and whisper instead.
694. How is this even possible?
695. >She just calmly smiles and looks at the giant tree.
696. >"All it took was a single acorn and a growth spell."
697. >She looks at you and lets out a quiet laugh.
698. >"Its amazing what magic can do."
699. >Looking at her, then at the giant literal tree house before you, you manage out a single question.
700. So this...this is our home now?
701. >She giggles and nods with a matter of fact look to her face.
702. >"I even had it modeled after my own house, I thought you'd like that."
703. >Walking up to it, you place a free hand on the bark and feel the coarse texture under your finger tips.
704. >"Well... what do you think?"
705. >You look at her, she's shyly scratching her hoof on the ground while trying not to look you in the eye.
706. >You close your eyes and focus on the sensations beneath your hand.
707. >It felt so...alive, like something truly born from nature.
708. >Slowly opening your eyes, you take your attention away from Twilight and look at the forest in front of you with a smile.
709. It feels like...home.

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http://youtu.be/43yvlrNl3Xc?t=1s >You are Anon. >And life was finally getting the chance to settle down again. >A couple days had passed and things were starting to go back to your usual routine. >The sounds of nature rouse you from your early morning slumber. >Struggling to open your eyes, you attempt to let out a yawn. >Only to feel yourself gag, that familiar chewy marshmallow candy taste stuck in your mouth once again. >Looking down, you see that fluffy white filly of yours clutched tightly in your grasp like a soft plush pillow. >It didn't make much sense really, you'd always put her to rest in her own bed of blankets and cloth every night, and yet somehow you'd wake up each morning, her back nestled up against your stomach with you inadvertently chewing her hair. >At least you didn't have to feel the wrath of the cold each night like you had gotten used to. >Releasing the tuft of cotton in your mouth, you gently smooth it out so it doesn't look so slimy. >Cautiously lifting her up as to not wake her, you replace the numb arm she had been sleeping on with a real pillow, and silently make your way to collect your things. >You still had a large supply of apples, but today you craved real food. >Something that would scream for mercy as you snuffed out the embers of its puny lifespan. >And Sweetie Belle hated it when she saw you feast on other living creatures. >She accepted it, but watching you take away another animal's existence always made her cry. >And you swore you would kill anyone that made her cry. >So today you'd venture out alone and find something to satiate your burning desire, then come back and enjoy the rest of the day together. >Perhaps you'd take her to the lake again today, she really did seem to enjoy it when you bathed her there when you first made your way home together. >The calm serenity of still water always helped you relax even for just a tiny while. >Reminiscing over the simple pleasures in life, you prepare your things and get ready to leave. >Taking one last look at the calmly sleeping snow white bundle of fur, you grab your spear as you turn around and step outside. >Hoisting your bearskin pouch over your shoulder, you make your way out into the thick vegetation. >As you head off into the distance, you don't even notice the purple flash of light that emanates from deep within your cave. >You are Twilight Sparkle. >And that jump across the forest left you pretty winded. >Luckily Rarity knew where the creature and Sweetie Belle currently resided, it saved you the hassle of struggling through those creepy dark woods. >She was absolutely furious when Big Mac told her he saw them heading back into the forest, you had to make sure all the girls kept an eye on her so she didn't run off on her own again. >After all, you knew this would require a much more delicate touch if you were going to attempt to take the..."diplomatic" approach. >Looking around, you confirm that the ape was in fact not around. >Just as planned. >Honestly it surprised you, you had to wait two whole days before you even got a chance to catch them when they were apart. >It seemed like they were practically inseparable, it made you question why the creature had finally decided to move out on his own this morning. >But no matter, you weren't going to let this chance slip by. >Examining the location, it makes you start to feel slightly depressed. >A cool wind blows past you as dew drops fall from the ceiling. >The ground is covered in moss and dirt. Such a lifeless place really isn't fit for raising a filly... >Cursing your slip of the tongue, you notice Sweetie Belle stir from her slumber as you accidentally spoke out loud. >Biting your lower lip nervously, you freeze where you stand. >This wasn't a part of the plan! >Yawning and sitting up, she turns around and faces you, her eyes squinting while still clouded with lethargy. >Making eye contact with you, she stares for a moment before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hooves. >Opening them again with greater clarity, she refocuses on you one more time. >Her eyes shoot wide open as her pupils shrink to pin pricks. >Hyperventilating, she frantically looks around for her companion, who was unfortunately no where to be found. >Watching her start to cry in a panic, you run over as she begins to inhale a deep breath. >"AAAAANO-MMMPFH!" >Desperately muffling her scream with a hoof, your forward momentum causes you to accidentally tumble onto her and shove her to the ground. >Trying desperately to put on a caring smile, that ends up turning out like a creepy twitchy train wreck, you bring a hoof to your lips to shush her and try to calm her down. Shhshhshhh-its ok, it's ME Sweetie Belle! Twilight! You're friend remember! I'm not here to scare you, it's alright. >It's not working, the poor filly lies on her back sobbing muffled cries into your hoof as tears stream down her face. >"mmphhhhaaaahhaaa~...*hic*" >You grimace at the sad pathetic sight... >This wasn't the diplomatic approach you had in mind... Oh Sweetie Belle, I'm so sorry. I haven't even been here five minutes and I'm already messing things up. >She looks up at you, squinting as tears sting and blur her eyes. Just calm down and listen ok, if you can promise me you won't scream, I'll let you go alright? Can you promise that for me? >You look down at her and wait for her reply, she closes her eyes and nods up and down, mumbling a muffled "ohh hay" as tears begin to leave stains on her face. >Sighing with relief, you let out a relaxed breath and answer back. Alright...I'm gonna let go now...ok? >Gently pulling your hoof away from her mouth, you back up and let her have some space. >Grunting a little, she stands up and brushes herself off, taking a few breaths to calm down. >After a minute she wipes away the tears from her eyes and closes them, taking one final violent breath, she angrily swings her head upward and shouts with all her might. >"ANON HELP M-!!!" >Before she can even finish her sentence, a zipper forms across her mouth and forcibly sews it shut. >Eyes opening in surprise, she looks down at the magical purple aura surrounding her lips and starts groaning furiously as she attempts to counter it with her own white light. >But of course, her own pitiful foal power is no match for the element of magic in the flesh. >Sighing dishearteningly, she staggers from exhaustion and falls back onto her flank. >Not even breaking a sweat, you shake your head back and forth with disappointment. Sweetie Belle! You PROMISED!+ >You couldn't believe such an innocent filly would break your trust in her like that so easily. >She shakes her head in anger, scratching at her mouth trying to loosen the enchanted zipper preventing her from summoning her companion. Darn it Sweetie Belle, I'm going to talk and you're GOING to listen! >Pausing her hoof in mid air, she looks at you and scowls, as if she was saying "and why should I?". >Walking up to her, you lean in close and stare her down. Because if you truly care for this..."Anon" creature, you'll want to hear everything I have to say. >Her scowl twitches, slowly breaking down into a sad frown as fresh tears crack the corners of her eyes. >There it was, not only did he give her the strength and confidence to face adversity, but he also implanted a weakness for when he was torn away from her and placed in danger. >Yes that was it, this "Anon" had become...a crutch she needed to support her. >She might be almost as stubborn as Rarity, but you knew she couldn't let anything bad happen to her precious friend. >Wait...you're starting to sound like a villain or something now, geez you came all this way here to help this poor filly, what is WRONG with you today? >Sweetie Belle stares at you confused as you knock your own head with a hoof a few times. Ok, Sweetie Belle, I'm sorry. I know I should've just said this from the very start, but what with you screaming, and me panicking, and the constant fear of "Anon" coming back any seco-darn it I'm rambling again! >Taking a deep breath, you bring a hoof to your chest and slowly push it outwards as you quietly breath out and let the stress flow out along with it. Phew...Sweetie, I want to give you...AND Anon...a new home. >You watch as her sad expression shifts to one of surprise. A REAL home in fact, not something like...this. >You say as you wave a hoof around the general area. If I could just bring him to Celestia and show her proof of his existence, I'm sure she'll listen to my request. >You close your eyes and nod for emphasis. But I need help...YOUR help, because I'm sure he'd never go along willingly. >She rolls her eyes and nods like that statement couldn't be anymore obvious. >You let out a small snort, seeing as you're becoming a little frustrated with her. Sweetie Belle, you are the only p0ny that "Anon" seems to trust within his personal space. >She looks back with a deadpan stare. All I'm asking is for you to speak to him for me...on my behalf. If you could just convince him to listen, we could bring him to Canterlot and by the time we're finished, you'll both have a place in P0nyville to come back to! >Thinking about it, her eyes start filling with glossy optimism. >Finally things were making progress, it just needed a few more pushes. If everything goes well, you can come back to P0nyville, even see your friends again! >You notice a twinge of sadness as she looks down solemnly. ...You miss them don't you? >With a depressing sigh, she closes her eyes and nods weakly. So...will you help me then? You don't even have to see Rarity if you don't wish too. >You purse your lips with tension and wait for her answer, did you manage to get through to her? >Her eyes still tightly shut, seemingly lost in thought, a couple minutes of silence pass by with only the sounds of wildlife there to break the tension. >Finally, she begins to nod her consent. >Thank Celestia, you were starting to worry this would be a fool's errand. >Still nodding she slowly opens her eyes, only for them to shoot open and stare right at you widely. >She starts pointing at you for some reason, making wild flailing motions. >You cock your head to the side and look at her in confusion. Uh...You ok there Sweetie Belle? >She starts frantically pawing at the mystical zipper keeping her mouth sewn shut. >"mmm NNNN HHHMMM!" >Geez, you completely forgot about the fact that she still couldn't speak. >You bop your own head with a hoof and stick your tongue out in embarrassment. Oh right, the silencing spell, silly me. Sorry about that, let me just fix it up for ya real quick. >Her mouth glowing with a fresh lavender aura, she struggles to pull it loose as fast as possible. Just hold on a moment Sweetie, its almost done. >Finally prying her mouth open, you close your eyes and stick your nose up in the air as you smile at her proudly, readily awaiting her heartfelt "thank you". >Instead she shrieks so loud it cuts into your ears like knives. >"ANON STOP!!!!!!!" >Anon? What is she- >Turning around, you freeze in absolute terror, the tip of a spear stained with fresh crimson blood is gently poking the dead center of your forehead. >Mouth agape, you immediately go crossed eyed, unable to ignore the imminent death waiting to pierce your brain. >Anon is there, his large blood soaked body blocking the sunlight trying to make its way past your vision from the outside. >He grits his teeth as fresh blood flows down his chin and bubbles out a soft growl. >"TuwiiiirrrRRIIIIGHT...!" >With that he nudges the tip a little deeper, Oh dear Celestia why was he so terrifying this time. >You try to close your eyes, but it feels like the moment you lose contact with his own your life will be forfeit. >Unable to keep your shaking mouth from hanging open, you try stuttering out a plea for mercy. I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry... >He looks back at you while breathing heavily, his bloodshot eyes stare without even blinking, its absolutely terrifying. >You feel a cool red liquid start trailing down between your eyes, you can't even tell if it belongs to you or not. >Oh god this is it isn't it? >Watery tears start streaming down your face like a fountain. P-P-P-please d-d-don't... >You shuck back some snot before it gets in the way. K-K-K-kill-... >Just as you try to finish your sentence, your eyes focus on a single scarlet drop that forms on the end of his spear. >With a quiet gentle drip, it *bloops* on the tip of your snout, causing you to close your eyes and flinch. >...And that final push was all it took. Oh...oh n-n-noOoOo! >Refusing to open your eyes, you let out a tearful wail as you realize you just wet yourself with fear. >Standing petrified with dread, you await your fate as your life rests in arms of this creature's soul. >You are Anon. >And you currently have an intruder in your home at your mercy. >You thought you were lucky today, having found a fresh meal much faster than you usually managed, you decided to come home early. >How foolish it was to assume you would have a peaceful afternoon together. >When you arrived home expecting a warm welcome, instead you found your Sweetie Belle cowering behind someone who didn't belong there. >You nudge the tip of your spear a bit deeper and watch purple p0ny shake in fear, you had half a mind to just kill the stupid little trespasser where she stands. >If Sweetie Belle hadn't stopped you, the lavender horse would already have been waiting to be tonight's dinner. >The p0ny is trying to stutter out some kind of plea, but you don't care to listen. >Watching her teeth chatter and tears flow down her face only served to please you. >She lets out a tiny wail making you grin with satisfaction. >But then, something catches your senses and breaks you out of your focused malice. >That smell...what was that delicious scent? >The pungent scent of sour grapes seemed to permeate and fill the air. >Confused by the odd sensation, you lift your spear upright, and kneel down in front of her. >Even with her eyes still closed, she seemed to relax a bit after having the immediate danger taken away from her, not that you care. >Kneeling in front of her, you gently yet firmly grasp the side of her face with one hand and hold your spear in the other. >Feeling her flinch, you nudge her head down and roughly stick your face in her mane, taking a deep breath. >That wasn't where the scent was coming from, her hair smelled and tasted like something akin to sweet licorice. >Moving along to her side, you sharply grasp her flank and lick the fur along the line of her back. >Her eyes open wide with surprise and her body goes stiff as a board as you do so. >Her purple coat reminded you of lavender flowers. >Turning her head to look at you, she tries to inquire on your intentions. >"*sniff* what...what are you doing?" >Ignoring her questions, you continue to inspect the rest of her. >You hear Sweetie's voice answer her for you from behind instead. >"Don't fight it Twilight, this is good! Just... relax and let him do his thing." >She doesn't reply back as you proceed to follow the alluring smell further down the rest of her body. >Finally reaching the end, you can tell the smell is getting stronger as the pungent pheromones dig deeper into your brain. >She twitches as you drop your weapon with on the ground with a loud *clang*. >With both hands free, you roughly grasp both sides of her soft supple flank. >Eyes going wide with surprised confusion, she nervously looks back at Sweetie Belle hoping for some kind of assurance. >She simply smiles back and nods in a calm relaxed manner. >Not one for suspense, you stick yourself nose deep into her fluffy violet muff and take a passionate, heartfelt breath. >She bites her lower lip and closes her eyes, shaking as she tries to bear with it. >Sweetie brings a hoof to her mouth and giggles a little at Twilight's expression. >You can't tell if she's shivering in fear or from the intense sensation of having her nether regions touched so intimately. >Taking in the mind numbing scent of sour grapes, your heart rate starts to slow down and relax. >Letting out a hot satisfied breath, you stand up again as you feel your anger start to subside. >Picking up your spear again, you move between her and Sweetie Belle for protection. >Looking down at her, you scowl with your arms crossed across your chest. >Finally giving her the chance to rest, she sits down in front of you and catches her breath. >After a few minutes of calming down she starts to speak again. >"Well that was certainly...unexpected." >Starting to lose your patience, you point your spear back at her, though this time a more considerable distance further away. Oon taka? >Her forehead furrows as she stares back at you confused. >Sweetie Belle attempts to mediate the situation from behind you. >"I think he'd like to know why you're here Twilight." >Her confusion shifts into a sheepish smile of embarrassment. >"Oh right...that. Maybe it would be best if I just show you instead." >As she starts glowing with lavender light, you quietly growl and start reaching for her horn with your gnarly blood soaked hand. >She lets out a squeak and skitters backwards away from you a bit. >"Ok! My apologies! No magic then..." >She leans her head around to your side so she can address Sweetie Belle instead. >"Perhaps it would be better if you would explain my proposal Sweetie." >She looks back up at your ominous visage and lets out a nervous laugh. >"heh heh... that is... if you don't mind." >It only took a few minutes to have Sweetie Belle, tell you Twilight's idea. >You spent the whole time keeping an eye on the purple horse instead. >Not that you wanted to be rude to your precious filly, but you never EVER took chances with intruders...even if you have gotten to "know" them better. >Apparently, she wanted to build a home for you and Sweetie to live in. >Perhaps even co-exist with that blasted town. >You scoffed at the audacity of such an idea, you had nothing in common with those creatures and they feared you, rightfully so. >Move away from nature? Ludicrous! You'd sooner die than be taken from the place you call home. >But then Sweetie Belle started pleading with you and you felt your resolve start to crack. >It hurt to see her sad, and the feelings of rage and depression were starting to conflict and fight inside of you. >She walks in front of you to get your attention. >"Please Anon? Will you do it for me?" >You grimace and pause, closing your eyes in silent thought as Twilight tries to gauge your expression. >Having come to a decision, you open your eyes and look down at the small filly at your feet. >With a solemn nod, you walk over to Twilight and kneel down in front of her. >She can't seem to look you in the eye, so you lightly lift her chin up with the curl of your index finger. Ash tin kara? >It's not clear if you're question got through to her, but she jumps up with surprising enthusiasm anyway. >Suddenly beaming like the events that just transpired never even occurred she tries to reassure you of her..."plans". >"Don't worry uh..Anon is it? If everything goes smoothly, we'll have a new home fit for you and Sweetie Belle by the end of the day!" >You started placing doubt on her story, it would take more than a single evening to build an entire home for you to permanently reside in. >She picks up on your thoughts as she spots your narrow eyed accusing stare. >"I swear to Celestia, no funny business, no trickery, and above all else...no magic" >You stare at her sternly, deciding whether or not she could be considered trustworthy. >"I promise." >Sweetie Belle nods her head up and down vigorously, urging you to agree. >Against your better judgement, you take a deep breath and nod slowly without breaking eye contact. >If this was a trick, you would make sure she ended up on a spit over an open flame for dinner by nightfall. >Ignoring your expression, she breaks into a wide smile and claps her hooves together excitedly. >"Splendid, then without further a due, let us make haste!" >She begins charging up her horn with that lavender light. >You snarl in outrage straight in her face, bits of phlegm raining down on her snout as her mane flies backwards. >Taking a step back, she calmly wipes herself clean. >"Right...no magic...then I guess we'll just have to walk through this long...spooky...forest." >You pick up Sweetie Belle and take the lead without bothering to see if purple horse would follow, you'd sooner leave her behind than have her slow you down. >You couldn't care less if she managed to keep up or got lost. >The wild claims those who are weak. (End song) >You are Twilight Sparkle >Currently heading through p0nyville, making your way to the train station. >P0nies were staring at you in disbelief as you escorted Anon through town, but you didn't mind. >You were just too excited to let them get you down. >After all, your plan worked! It actually worked! >Sure there was a few..."hiccups" along the way, but everything was back on track and running smoothly according to schedule. >Well...somewhat smoothly at least. >You watch as Anon leers at a passerby and snarls at him for staring, causing him to run off in fright. >He still carried Sweetie Belle in his arms, even though she could easily walk on her own. >Finding it odd, you curiously stare and watch as the two of them quietly banter between each other. >He makes a sharp grin, showing off his massive canines and chuckles, Sweetie Belle giggling along with him. >How do they even communicate like that? Was it some kind of magic or telepathy? >Your eyes go wide as your mind starts to wander a bit to far. >Did he somehow manage to infect her with foreign knowledge unknown to p0ny kind?!? >Reeling over the possibilities, your strain of thought is interrupted by the sounds of high pitched squeak. >Bringing your focus back on them, you see Anon licking her mane playfully causing her to burst out and shake in his arms in a ticklish fit of laughter. >"Hahaha Anon stop! It's gonna look weird again!" >You sigh and shake your head. >...nah that just sounded stupid, she was probably just enjoying life like a silly filly should. >Walking absentmindedly lost in your own thoughts, you realize you've already reached the train station. >Surprised, you decide to have them wait in a far corner away from every other p0ny and go purchase your tickets. >Thankfully the next train was arriving soon so you wouldn't have to wait around in public to long. >Turning away from the counter with three newly acquired tickets, your jaw drops as you see two young fillies conversing with the rest of your entourage. Oh no... >Anon seems to be already losing what little patience he had as he stares at the pink and grey duo. >"Hey there, we heard you ran away from home to go live in the jungle like a monkey." >They snicker quietly together, even though that doesn't hide it at all. >Sweetie Belle puts on a scowl and looks down at them from her current height advantage. >"What are YOU two doing here?" >They look at each other and scoff, the pink one deciding to be kind enough answer her question. >"WE'RE on our way to a fancy party in Canterlot. WE'RE going to meet all the famous noblep0nies there, and before you can ask no... YOU can't come." >She starts giggling as her grey companion leans in and whispers her own little supplement behind the back of her hoof. >"No monkeys allowed!" >They don't even notice Anon's eyes have stopped blinking as they break into a fit of laughter. This might be bad... >You could see Sweetie Belle's white cheeks being stained with a flush pink color as she scrunched her snout in anger. >"I wouldn't do that if I were you two." >Wiping some tears from their eyes, they look up and try to hold back their mirth. >"And why would we care about what you think?" >Sweetie raises a hoof to her mouth and looks at them with a smug, sly grin. >"Because Anon just ~loves~ to eat little fillies, and I can't stop him when he's hungry." >Their expressions change from mirth to shock as she leers down at them. >"You wouldn't like him when he's hungry!" >As if on cue, he slowly leans down low till he's a mere inch away from their tiny faces. >With a low growl he hisses like a snake, punctuating it with a loud *clack* from his teeth. >You watch as the color drains from the two fillies faces. >"eh...eh...EEEEEEEEEK!" >They scream in unison and run out the train station, tripping over themselves as they run back home. >"Looks like they're gonna have to be "fashionably late!"" >You look at Sweetie and Anon as they burst into laughter, staring at them in disbelief. >What was this madness? >Trying to get things in order, the train to Canterlot finally arrives. >Listening to the train conductor, you hear him shout. >"Allll ABOAAAARD!" >Waiting for all the other p0nies to get on first, you make your way over and hand him three tickets. >He looks at you, then at the tickets, then at Anon. >"Um I'm sorry ma'am, but we have a no wild animals rule on the train." >You try and smooth things over. Don't worry we're on royal busine- >You shirk back in surprise as a spear is suddenly thrust just below the bottom of his neck. >Twisting around, you see Anon with an apathetic look and Sweetie just shaking her head with a disapproving smile. >"Tsk tsk tsk, you shouldn't have said that. Anon doesn't like being treated like an animal." >The conductor is sweating bullets. >"You'd better apologize quick." >His eyes start nervously darting back and forth as he tries to speak without poking himself. >"I...I see...my apologies...honest mistake it was!" >He looks over to you for help, but all you can do is smile at him sheepishly. >"Alright, you can come aboard! B-B-But I'm afraid you're gonna have to leave your weapon here!" >Suddenly Anon's apathetic eyes shift to ones of anger. >With a loud snort he pokes the tip a little deeper. >"Um.. I mean.. that is......HAVE A NICE TRIP!!!" >He stumbles as he tries to clear your path. >Watching him flee in terror, you sigh in a depressed manner. This is going to be a long ride... >After the train ride, that felt much longer than it should have been ended, you started making a bee line to Canterlot Castle. >These rich and famous p0nies would not mix well with Anon at all that's for certain. >Taking the shortest route there, you could already hear the murmurs and whispers around you. >"I say, is that monkey carrying a filly?" >"Why doesn't anyone stop them?" >"Mother I'm scared!" >"Hush now, I'm sure a guard will take care of it soon enough, mind your business before you make a scene!" >You could tell Anon was starting to grind his teeth in anger, and you couldn't honestly blame him. >As long as no one was stupid enough to try anything everything would be alrig- >"Ma'am, I'm afraid you can't let a dangerous animal walk through the city streets, you're disturbing the public." >Anon immediately turns towards him and starts giving him the stink eye. >Confound it! Can't you get to a single destination without problems? >Alright settle down Twilight, let's look at the bright side of this. He's a royal guard, perhaps he can escort us the rest of the way to the castle. >Putting on a dignified smile, you try to convince him not to do anything crazy. I, Twilight Sparkle, am on important royal business for princess Celestia herself. If you would be so kind, could you possibly escort us safely to the castle grounds. >Phew, it took a lot out of you when you tried to act like high class royalty. >He looks at you suspiciously, scanning you from head to hoof. >"...Alright Ms.Sparkle, I think I can do that for you. Please follow me." >Yes! Thank Celestia, you didn't know what you'd do if you had to deal with anymore wrenches in your plan. >As he moves on ahead, you notice Anon still scowling at him from behind his back while Sweetie sticks out her tongue as well. >Please...please let this go well. >Finally reaching the royal gates, the guard follows you as you're admitted inside. >Being quite familiar with the layout, you make your way to the grand hall. >Seeing the lush beautiful doors makes you sigh with relief, but its gone as soon as you reach the them. >Two long spears bar your path, a pair white and brown stallions sternly blocking the entrance. >The brown one belts out his orders. >"Sorry, but only p0nies on official business with the princess may enter." >You look at him confused. But I AM on official business! >He looks at you and shakes his head. >"My apologies ma'am, but the filly is going to have to wait outside." >You don't even need to look at Anon to feel his expression darken. >Thankfully, Sweetie Belle cuts that mess short. >"It's alright Anon, I'll wait out here for you. Canterlot castle is practically the safest place in Equestria!" >He looks somewhat apprehensive, but eventually concedes and sets her down. >The guard that escorted us here decides to chime in. >"Come on, I'll take you the mess hall for lunch!" >That was awfully nice of him, you smile as she hops down the hallway with excitement. >Watching them chat and make their way around a corner, you hear another more brittle voice address you. >"U-um, there's just one more thing..." >The white stallion looks up at Anon, eyes wide while still trying to maintain a stoic demeanor. >"I-I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave that...weapon here." >Anon leans down and glares at him with bloodshot eyes. >You facepalm and shake your head in disbelief. Oh dear... >You are Anon. >After an explosive struggle, the guards managed to force you to relinquish your spear, but not before you made them wish they hadn't been born first. >Making your way past the meticulously decorated doors, you enter what must be the grand hall. >The huge hallway felt completely empty, save for one thing. >A large white horse, almost twice the size of any other you had seen so far sat at the very end of the room. >The lush red carpet ending at her feet, the snow colored horse sat atop a luxurious throne, her coat adorned with precious golden trinkets. >She looked down on the two of you with a long warming smile...it made you wretch. >Twilight beams up at her from your side as reciprocates the princess' gesture tenfold. >"My princess, it's so good to see you again!" >The purple p0ny bows down in front of her "royal highness" and gestures you to do the same. >You snort at her and spit on the ground. >You look at the princess and glare straight into her magenta eyes. >A man of the wild bows to no one damn it. >The princess looks down at you and raises an eyebrow at your gesture before turning her attention to Twilight. >The purple p0ny can only giggle nervously under the pressure of her gaze. >"My most faithful student Twilight Sparkle, what manner of business do you bring to us this fine day." >Smiling with giddy excitement, she jumps to attention. >"As I'm sure you can see your highness, I've brought to you a brand new species of ape only found in P0nyville's Everfree forest." >She starts rubbing your leg with her hoof. >"And he's completely one of a kind." >You quietly hiss at her, barely missing her hoof as she pulls away before you manage to swipe it. >Her ears folded back, she sheepishly looks up and smiles at you apologetically. >Turning back to the princess, she continues. >"He calls himself Anon. He's strong, intelligent, and very friendly..." >She looks back at you to show you a smile, only to be greeted with your scowling face. >"...usually." >The ivory shaded princess nods to her words sagely. >"Yes, this is most impressive indeed Twilight, but I am afraid I must ask. What would you have me do for this creature?" >She clears her throat and tries to stand confidently as she readies her speech. >"Anon has spent his entire time here living in the Everfree forest. With nothing to shelter him from rain and snow other than a stone cold cave. Struggling to fight against the wilds of nature like a beast to be feared." >She takes another breath and smiles warmly. >"But I believe he is much more than just an animal, he is a being capable of friendship, compassion, maybe even love. On numerous occasions he's shown he can co-exist with each of us, even if he does get a bit rough around the edges." >The princess raises an eyebrow at her statement, having piqued her curiosity. >"Co-exist you say, please elaborate if you could." >Twilight nods and decides it's time to pull out her trump card. >"Recently, a sad little filly ran away from her home and got lost in the Everfree. There was no doubt she wouldn't have lasted long on her own, but then something magical happened. Stumbling upon Anon's home...instead of bringing her harm, he took her in. He fed her, cared for her, and even treated her as one of his own kind to the point of being practically inseparable now. Although he can seem like a scary creature at times, I know deep in my heart that he has the potential to become much more than that." >Crossing your arms across your chest, she giggles as you look away and grunt rudely to cover your embarrassment. >It was quite possibly the first time in your life anyone had ever praised you for anything. >She steps behind you and nudges you with her head to move forward. >"Your majesty, if you would allow it. I would like for a proper home to be built so they could live peacefully together along with everyp0ny else in P0nyville." >Staring at your visage as if she was evaluating your worth, the princess stands up from her throne and addresses her apprentice. >"My dear Twilight Sparkle, you should know that I value your insight greatly. If you truly believe doing so would be for the benefit of p0ny kind I would be most inclined to agree" >She closes her eyes and nods for a moment. >"But I must know what does he himself wish for as well." >With your face still pointed towards the wall, you look at her through the corner of of your eye. >"Um...and that brings me to the real reason why we came here." >Real... reason? You violently twist around and face towards Twilight with vivid suspicion pouring from your eyes. >What "real" reason...? >"You see... while seemingly able to understand us...Anon for one reason or another cannot speak properly." >You didn't like where this was going. >You face the princess once more as the clopping sound of metal hooves starts to move towards you. >"That is most unfortunate my dear, to be trapped in one's own mind can be a terrible fate." >The pupils in your eyes shrink to tiny dots as her horn begins to glow. >"But rest assured my faithful Twilight, I believe I can fix his psyche without much trouble at all." >Completely ignoring what she had to stay, you start to slowly move away from her, unable to tear your eyes away from the amber glow radiating from her forehead. >Not this...not MAGIC...SHE FUCKING PROMISED NO MAGIC! >Backing away, you feel yourself bump into something that shouldn't be there. >You pull your hands away from it as they begin to feel like they're being lit on fire. >Looking down at them, you see they're actually unharmed, but the residual burning sensation still remains. >Turning around you see the entire hallway blocked off by a faint purple aura. >You start to bang your fist against it, but wrench your hand back as it begins to feel like needles are being shoved straight into it. >Seeing Twilight on the opposite side, you start to shout at her. kuw raw Tuwiright KUW RAW! >Twilight looks at you from the other side of the makeshift barrier, horn glowing with that disgusting lavender aura. >"I'm sorry Anon, but this is for your own good!" >You snarl as you throw one last punch at her, the shock wave causing her to flinch. >But the shimmering wall barring your escape doesn't waver. >Turning around, you're caught by surprise as the princess is already an inch away from your face. >Her golden glowing eyes, a warning for what was about to come. >"It's time Anon, be still." >Before you can protest, her glowing horn touches your forehead. >For a moment there is nothing but silence. >And then... >It hits you. ah...ahhh....aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >Your eyes glow white as light pours out of your mouth. AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! >The pain is unimaginably terrifying, unable to escape it as it emanates from within your own body. AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! >The stain glass windows in the hall begin to crack under the intensity of your shrieks of anguish. >It's like someone heated up a fire poker in the sun and started branding your brain with it. EAAHHEHEAHHHHHHHHHH!!! >The two guards standing outside the grand hall's entrance wince and fold their ears, unable to imagine what kind of torture they must be putting that creature through. >It's like she was liquifying the inside of your skull and boiling the juices till they turned into steam. AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! >The upper crust chatting in the streets and cafes of Canterlot look up and stare at the castle in confusion. >Your mind is filled with images and knowledge, but you can't possibly comprehend it underneath the stress you were undergoing. >The screams are drowned out as you begin twitching and foaming at the mouth. >And then just as quickly as it began, its over. >Finally being released, your hands clutch your skull as you fall to your knees, then collapse on the floor. >And then everything goes dark... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGFGX_plZKc >Waking up with your face on the ground, you open your eyes and are greeted with nothing but black emptiness. >Propping yourself up with your hands, you manage to stand upright. >Great this place, you didn't think you'd ever have to come back here again. >Complete darkness as far as the mind can see, nothing but the cool ripples beneath your feet showing any signs of life. >You don't bother wasting time wandering again, instead you stand still and close your eyes. >Get out here you son of a bitch. "Honestly Anon you don't need to treat yourself so rudely." >The other "you" steps out of the darkness and comes to greet you. >He's wearing much nicer clothes compared to the tattered garbs you called a tunic. >Pulling out a lighter, he starts burning a cigarette, flipping it closed and taking a long drag. >Letting it plume out from his nose, he finally starts talking. "I hadn't expected to see you again so soon." >You start to get irritated as he takes another drag and breathes it in your face. Get to the fucking point. >He looks at you sternly, his usual smile oddly absent. "Alright, let me cut to the chase then Anon. You sir, just got fucked up completely." rrrAAHHH! >You throw a punch at him only to have it stopped by seemingly thin air. >He just looks at you and shakes his head like he can't believe what he's seeing. "What are you trying to do? Fight your own thoughts? You never do think ahead do you..." >You ignore him and try to push harder. "Or have you forgotten I AM YOU!" >With a light flick of his finger, you're knocked flat on your ass a couple meters back. "Listen, stop being stubborn for five fucking minutes and listen to me." >Trying to sit back up, he kneels down over you and holds your cheek with his free hand. "I'm serious man...she fucked you up bad..." >You look up at him with a confused expression, watching his face contort with genuine sadness. "I can't explain what she did to us, but if we don't do something we're gonna die." >Finally understanding the gravity of the situation, you manage to calm the fuck down. >He chuckles and sits on your lap. "Look, whatever she did, its basically forced our hand." >You look at him with a dead serious face. What do you mean? >He takes another drag before tossing the cigarette away. "What I mean is, we've got only two choices now. Either we sit here and lie comatose for eternity, or we become one again." >Your eyes go wide as you shove him off your lap. NO! NEVER AGAIN DAMN IT! I PUT YOU HERE FOR A FUCKING REASON! >He shrugs his hands in the air and shakes his head. "Hey, if you don't have anything to live for that's fine I guess...we can just sit here...maybe wax philosophic for a while." >Ignoring him, you turn around and start putting distance between the two of you. >Your mind reels over the memories of your family, loved ones lost to times long since past. You know damn well I don't have anything worth living for anymore. >Already in front of you again, he starts laughing right in your face. "hahaha...rrrRRREALLY now, allow me to show you why that's bullshit!" >You grab him by the scruff of his overly expensive collar. Don't you fucking dare. "Oh I dare alright." >Suddenly the black abyss is surrounded by images of a certain white filly. >The night you first met her in that open field. >The night she showed up during that thunderstorm. >The face she made when you saw her fawning over the lily you gave her. >The tears she shed when you were almost killed the first time. >The feeling of each and every morning you woke up with her nestled in your arms. >Letting go of his collar, you fall to your knees. >But even the floor will not give you any reprieve. >There...on your hands and knees, is the blushing face she showed you from the single kiss you gave her just one time. ...Fine... >He leans down and smugly grins as he raises a hand to his ear towards you. "What's that, I couldn't hear you." FINE YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT... >You look down at the ground as the image ripples like water. ...You fucking win. >Resting on one knee, he lifts your face up to his. "Listen, I know it'll hurt, and I can't promise the pain will ever go away, but I can tell you one thing for certain." >He places his forehead on yours. "It'll get better." >You stare deep into "your" eyes. "Trust me." >With that, you close your own and let the void take you. >Your eyes burst open as pain shoots through your head like a hot knife through butter. AAAAGGGGGHHH! >The familiar image of the grand hall greets you once more. >You writhe back and forth, rolling and shaking on the ground in agony. >The two ponies stare at you from opposite sides of the room, waiting to see your response. >After a while, the princess finally speaks. >"Anon, please answer us. How do you feel?" >Trying to get your spasms under control you look up a her with one eye. WHAT IN THE BLOODY FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME!?! >Twilight, standing a fair distance away, begins to giggle with glee. >"Princess it worked, it really REALLY worked!" >You twist your head around and glare at her, the vision from your right eye had been stained crimson from a burst blood vessel. Worked??? WORKED!?!?! FUCK YOU!!! >Scrambling to your knees, you start to reach towards Twilight with your right hand, your left hand still firmly clutched over your left eye as it futilely attempts to ease the pain by even a microscopic amount. >Her cheerful demeanor is quickly replaced by panic as she sees you stumbling your way towards her, your face covered in what could only be described as vengeance. >That familiar hearty voice shouts out from behind you, echoing across the long hall. >"Anon, I must insist that you calm yourself!" >Wrenching yourself around 180 degrees, you look back her and snarl. Calm? CALM? I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!! >Rushing over to one of the suits of armor lining the walls, you snap the thick metal spear from its grasp. >The princess' eyes open wide as you take a running start towards her. >Taking a massive leap into the air, you hurl the heavy spear at her like it was a wooden javelin. >She stands her ground, remaining completely calm. >You watch as the air whistles, making a bee line straight for her skull. >Grinning maliciously you stare as it makes its way to connect. >As she lets out a quiet sigh, the spear stops dead in its tracks, the tip levitating with a golden aura a mere centimeter from her eye. >Enraged by your failure, you charge head long at her like a mad bull. >Giving you a stern glare, the spear hits the floor with a loud *clang*. >Before you can even make it more than half way, you take the spear's place in her invisible grasp. >Completely immobilized, she lifts you up in the air and brings you closer. >It felt like your whole body was strapped down and encased in deep frier. >You wildly flail and scream as the stinging sensation sinks deeper and deeper into your layers. >Suddenly your limbs are locked in place like they were stuck in melting hot blocks of cement, your head cocked painfully to the side. >Her horn glows brighter as she carries you down to her eye level. >She looks at you like a disapproving mother, ready to give you a fierce lecture for your "temper tantrum". >"Anon please! If you insist to continue acting in this manner, you cannot possibly expect us to remain so lenient." >You thrash and struggle against the burning coat of armor she held you in. You fucking RAPED MY MIND YOU BITCH! >She scrunches her face in an insulted fashion, but manages to compose herself. >"Raped? Honestly Anon you're acting so ridiculously dramatic, a simple mind altering spell should have at worst left you a little disoriented and tired." >Your molars grind together as your face is stretched grossly by your pure unadulterated rage. Ridiculous...dramatic? You just don't get it you STUPID FUCKING HORSE! >The two of them stare at you confused, ignorant till the very last moment. It BURNS YOU IDIOTS! Your magic makes my skin feel like its peeling off! Like every inch of my body is being shredded apart with knives! >The room is goes silent as you let your sudden confession sink deep into their minds. It's as if your were taking strips of my flesh and turning it into BACON! Then pouring salt into my gaping wounds! >Struggling against her magic's firm grip, you painfully manage to crane your neck so you can look her dead straight in her eyes. Its like you sliced open my head, poured a pot of thick putrid acid into my skull... and left my brain to boil alive in its own JUICES! >Flecks of spittle bombard her pure ivory coat. >You hear Twilight gag as she tries not to throw up behind you. So forgive me if I'm a little fucking irritated right now! >Finally getting your hate out, you continue to float in mid air, breathing heavily as you start to simmer down. >After staring at you for a few moments with an expression you couldn't recognize, she slowly brought you in front of her and gently set you down. >Freeing you from the infernal prison, you look down at your hands, flexing your fingers to make sure everything is intact. >Slowly taking your eyes away from them, you look up to face her. You know I could kill- >And then something you had never expected happened, her long arms and flowing white wings wrapped themselves around you and hugged you in an tight embrace. >You couldn't keep up with the shock of the situation. >What...what was this...? >You could hear her whispering into your ear as she rested her head on your shoulder. >"My most sincerest apologies Anon, had..had I have known..." >This feeling...yes...now you remember. >"Never have I wanted my subjects to suffer so." >Her voice begins to drift away as you retreat into the depths of your own mind for the first time in decades. >Yes...the last time time you felt such a warm embrace...was when your mother died as a child. >You struggle to summon the last recollection of her fleeting memory before it disappears once more. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZrcaOnqu-E >You are no longer in Canterlot, instead your senses are filled with the sounds of cool whistling wind and rustling leaves. >You look around and see nothing but the green trees and sunlight of a beautiful forest in a mid summer day. >You cannot move, your young child-like body stuck in the warm feeling of the tight embrace that still holds onto you. >Looking up, your vision is filled with the shadow of your mother, her face an unreadable black silhouette in the blinding sun. >Staring at her, you try to ask her a question only to find yourself unable to speak. >Smiling bitterly she mouths a few words, but you cannot hear nor comprehend them. >Seeing your confused expression, she bites her lower lip sadly as tears begin to trickle down her cheeks. >They feel cool as they drip onto your warm skin. >You watch as the sunlight flickers between the open leaves above the two of you, mesmerized as her dark burgundy hair sways in the wind along side them. >She attempts to speak one more time, but only small bits manage to get through. >"I'm **** sorry **** **** **** I'll always **** **** love you..." >Resting her head on your thin shoulder, you feel her hold on you get much stronger. >And then...much heavier. >You tumble backwards and lay on the soft loamy grass beneath you. >She rested on top of you, so heavy...yet so warm. >Gently placing your hands on her back, you look up towards the beautiful clouds that painted the sky, your sight being blinded by a bright flash of white. >And then you were alone, standing in an open field of wheat as the setting sun stained the sky a beautiful orange. >Yes...that was the last time you'd ever see your mother again. >You stand there by yourself, much older now watching the wheat move along with the gentle breeze, surrounded by nothing but all encompassing nature and the brutal sense of loneliness. >Unable to fight it back any longer, tears start crawling down your face. Damn it Anon, you'd said it would get better, but it still hurts so bad. >Placing a hand on your shoulder he sighs and chuckles weakly. "This is the first step Anon, you'll face much tougher times ahead and you can't let this hold you down as well." >Wiping an arm across your face, you try and stutter out a reply. I know...its just that... I've missed her...so much. Life never gave us a chance. >Giving you a light pat on the back, he nods in agreement. I can't...I can't even remember her face Anon... "Yeah... life sure did deal us a shitty set of cards to play with." >He gives you a playful shake. "But come on, that's over now. You've got someone waiting for you and you know you can't let her see you like this." >You don't answer him, you just close your eyes and nod. >With one more light pat, he fades into the ether with some final parting words. "Remember...you're not alone." >You're back in Canterlot, staring at the ceiling as you held royalty in your arms as if she were your own kin. >An image of a great white horse shining warmth and sunlight down onto the land is etched in stained glass above you. >A tear trails down your solemn face. >When was the last time you cried? Must've been over a decade ago at least. >Pulling away from her, you wipe your cheek as you keep up your straight sober face. I'm...I'm sorry princess, I forgive you. Thank you for giving me the gift of speech once more. >She smiles and lowers her head gracefully. >"Do not apologize Anon, seeing our subjects alive and well is the only recompense we require. >With a short bow, you turn around and make your way back to Twilight. >As you make your way down the stairs, you give her a stern glare for having tricked you, not quite having forgiven her just yet. >Her smile turning to sad puppy dog eyes, she winces as you grab her by the ear and drag her towards the exit. >"Ow ow ow ow ow I'm sorry Anon-OW!" >Pulling her up a bit, you kneel down till you're at eye level. Since you've been so gracious enough to honor me with the ability to speak again, without even bothering to consider my own consent mind you, we're going to need to have a LONG chat on the way home. >As you put your hands on the doors to leave, you hear that loud voice echo from behind you once more. >"Oh but Anon..." >You turn around to address her from across the grand hall. >She raises a gold studded hoof to her mouth and giggles. >"I do hope you would refrain from anymore attempts on our life in the near future please." >Surprised at the peculiar statement, you chuckle under your breath. I'll think about it. >You swing open the heavy doors that lead to the mess hall and scan the area. >The guard is chatting with Sweetie Belle while she sits and happily licks some kind of ice cream cone. >With a smile you cup your hands over your mouth and shout across the room. Sweetie Belle! >Her face pauses mid lick, utter shock completely written over it. >She slowly turns to face you, not even noticing as her she drops her ice cream on the floor. >All she sees is your shit eating grin, you promised yourself you wouldn't let her see you cry. >Breaking out into tears of happiness, she rushes across the hall and tackles your chest, causing you to fall over onto the floor. >You get the odd sense of deja-vu as fresh tears drop onto your face, only this time it doesn't make you feel sad. >Rubbing her cheek against yours you hear her mumble out a few words. >"My name Anon, you actually said my NAME!" >Letting out a hearty laugh, you rest your arms on her back. I'm gonna say a lot more than just that from now on Sweetie. >Feeling her grip on you tighten, you lift yourselves up and turn around to address Twilight, who's just been standing behind you the whole time with a dumb smile. Come on...I think it's time to go home. >The evening sun was already beginning to set as you made your way through P0nyville. >After that ordeal you just wanted to go back home and rest. >Walking back through that forest is gonna be a pain in the ass, but there was no way you would spend the night in this town. >Following Twilight as she started making her way along the dirt road to the forest, you wondered when she was gonna head back to her own place for the night. >Surely she wasn't going to escort you all the way back? Twilight, what are you doing. I can carry Sweetie Belle back home by myself. >You adjust her so she rests more comfortably in your arms, she had already fallen asleep. >"Just follow me, I've got something to show you Anon." >Your eyes narrow as you start to become suspicious again, seems this p0ny hadn't learned by now that you didn't like surprises. >Following her up the beaten path into the outskirts of the forest, night falls and the dark trail slowly becomes only illuminated by moonlight. >Reaching a smooth mountain wall you start to realize something. >This was the path to the field where you first met- >And as you walk around the corner, you're awestruck by the sight. >The clear open field where you met those three fillies that fateful evening had changed. >Resting against the cliff face, was a giant oak tree, hollowed out into what seemed like a two story house. >Jaw dropped, you continue to stand still and stare up at it while Twilight walks over. >She waves a hoof dramatically and looks up at you. >"This...is your new home!" >Smiling warmly at you, you can only respond with confusion. But...BUT HOW? It's hasn't even been HALF A DAY YET! >You try to shut up as Sweetie Belle starts squirming in her sleep. >Walking over to Twilight, you lean down and whisper instead. How is this even possible? >She just calmly smiles and looks at the giant tree. >"All it took was a single acorn and a growth spell." >She looks at you and lets out a quiet laugh. >"Its amazing what magic can do." >Looking at her, then at the giant literal tree house before you, you manage out a single question. So this...this is our home now? >She giggles and nods with a matter of fact look to her face. >"I even had it modeled after my own house, I thought you'd like that." >Walking up to it, you place a free hand on the bark and feel the coarse texture under your finger tips. >"Well... what do you think?" >You look at her, she's shyly scratching her hoof on the ground while trying not to look you in the eye. >You close your eyes and focus on the sensations beneath your hand. >It felt so...alive, like something truly born from nature. >Slowly opening your eyes, you take your attention away from Twilight and look at the forest in front of you with a smile. It feels like...home.