Title:           [FS] Yandere
Author:          ChurchClothes
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First Edit:      Sunday 8th of May 2016 04:10:52 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 8th of May 2016 04:10:52 PM CDT

>It was new day in the land of Equestria.
>The sun was only just starting to poke out from the horizon, leaving everything still very dark.
>Most everyone would still be asleep.
>That includes you.
>But.
>A certain yellow mare is wide awake.
>She is ALWAYS awake it seems.
>At least that's how it feels to her.
>Ever since you came.
>She found it difficult to sleep when she thought about you.
>She couldn't help giggling as she went through her plan in her head again.
>The giggling turned to laughing.
>Laughing turned to cackling.
>It was perfect.
>While it did take several long months to finish, it would be well worth it.
>The roosters outside her woodland home began crowing.
>She stopped and sighed happily.
>Because soon she'd get what she wanted most.
 
>And who are you?
>You're Anonymous.
>The luckiest/unluckiest person in the universe.
>Sure you were the only human in this pony land, but you could hardly remember anything from before then.
>That however, is entirely irrelevant now.
>It was time to get up.
>You do so, yawning into the bathroom.
>After finishing and getting dressed, you go downstairs.
>Thankfully, your current job was filing papers for some government place.
>Being the only one to wear clothes on the daily has it's benefits, as you can come into the office in a hoodie.
>You're cozy as fuck in your cubicle shuffling through some shit you don't know.
>You're not even sure what you're supposed to be doing, but nobody ever questions it either.
>Just go with it then.
 
>"Hey Anon!"
>That bubbly voice.
"Yeah Ditzy?"
>The grey mare smiled at you.
>"I got something for you."
>She pulls out a box of papers.
>Dread hits you like a shovel.
>It was going so well until now
>"Boss said she wants these filled out by tomorrow."
>FUCK.
"Alrighty then, that's for bringing them over."
>You fake a grin.
>Seeing hers however, you start to question whether it was actually fake.
>"No problem, I know how hard it must be to be so different. It gets better trust me."
>She really did.
>You'd seen it.
>Ditzy was one of the few you actually considered your friends.
>In fact.
>If the feeling in your gut was anything to go off of.
>It was more than just a friendship.
>She continues to smile as she starts to leave.
>Your body screaming at you.
"Wait Ditzy!"
>She turns back concerned.
"Do you maybe catch lunch together, or something?"
>You got tingly when she smiled.
>"Yes please."
>She then bounces off happily.
>Into a wall.
>You chuckle as she blushes and scurries away.
>You eye the box of papers on your desk.
>You mutter under your breath as you start stamping.
 
>You are now Fluttershy.
>It took a while, but you're sure you have it now.
>You're carrying a basket of yummies for Anon.
>You'd been to scared to approach him.
>When he arrived in town, you took to him like you usually did with lost confused animals.
>Then you found out he could talk.
>You thought he would just turn out like every other stallion.
>They were scary, and you no particular interest in that.
>But he didn't.
>Even if he was just like everyone else, you still saw him like a lost puppy.
>So from afar, you watched him.
>He was strong, kind, quiet... Fatherly.
>For some reason you couldn't get him out of your mind.
>Every Time you saw him, it made you feel so warm.
>Later you would know that it was love.
>It had to be.
>Since then, you've been staying up late thinking of him and ways to make him your.
>You've barely spoken to anyone else as well.
>You explained the situation to your friends and they seem to understand.
>You kept somethings to yourself of course.
>Now you are sure you have it.
>You read in a book that the quickest way to a man's heart is his stomach.
>You had to read a little longer to truly understand it.
>Back to the present.
>You know where Anon works, you've watched him for so long, you know his routine probably better than he does.
>In exactly 30 seconds he'll come out and go to sugarcube for a chocolate donut.
>Aaaand there he is.
>Just seeing him makes your heart flutter.
>You can already picture it.
>He'll thank you, you'll try to leave, he'll stop you with his big strong hands and insist to share it with you.
>Then you'll both admit your feeling and live happily ever after.
>It was foolproof!
>You start to walk towards the hunk.
>That's odd.
>He always walks alone.
>The sight of him with someone else burns you inside.
>You've never been so. Angry?
>You need to stay calm though.
>She's probably just a friend.
>Yeah that's it.
>A friend.
>You'll just wait till she leaves.
>You wait.
>And you wait.
>Finally after almost an hour, she gets up.
>It's already time for Anon to return to work however.
>You'll just have it give to him afterwards.
>It was still disappointing.
>But you would do ANYTHING for Anon.
>You're just about to go when you see it.
>Anon reaches over the table.
>Puckers his lips.
"N-no, please don't-"
>And plants a kiss her lips.
>You feel that burning feeling return.
>They don't notice you glaring pure fire.
>She exits and trots along merrily.
>Anon comes out soon after and sighs.
>You want to cry.
>"Hey you alright?"
>Oh no.
>He looks at you with his wonderful eyes.
>You sniffle.
"Mmhmm."
>"Are you sure? You don't look so good."
>His voice is filled with so much, care.
>You feel like you can always count on it.
"N-no."
>"Wanna talk about it?"
>You nod slowly.
>He takes a seat next to you.
>"So what's going on?"
"I-I just. I've been waiting so long to tell him about how I feel. Then when I finally do it, I see him with someone else..."
>"Oh, that's quite the conundrum."
"I don't know what to do."
>"Hmm, well, do you really like them?"
>You nod.
>"I mean actually love them?"
>You nod again.
>"Then don't give up. I hate to be -that- guy, but sometimes peop- ponies aren't as happy together as they seem and just need a little nudge in the right direction, if you know what I mean."
>Did he mean?
"S-sabotage?"
>"Think of it more like knocking over an already flimsy building."
>You manage to smile at him.
>"Say, don't I know you from somewhere? Was it Fluttershy?"
>He remembers!
"Y-yes."
>His grin relaxes you.
>"Well I have to head back to work. I hope things go better for you and that lucky stallion. Who was it anyways?"
>You open your mouth but are interrupted by a feminine voice calling for Anon.
>"Shit. I'll see you later Fluttershy!"
>He runs away, leaving you to process what he said.
"Like knocking down a building..."
>You knew it was wrong.
>But then you remembered the mare.
>The kiss.
>You were furious.
>She thinks she can just come in and take Anon from you?
>After all the time you spent thinking about him.
>You knew more about him that she could ever possibly hope to.
>He was yours!
>You huff.
>Besides, he told you himself.
>That practically gave you permission.
>But how?
>You wonder.
>You remember that whorse.
>You'd seen her go to work with Anon.
>That was all the information you needed to get started.
>The thought of what Anon said and how you two would be so happy afterwards fills your mind.
>You start giggling.
>Time to get to work.
 
>It was the worst work day of your life.
>You were forced to do actually work.
>Also your boss basically told you you'd be fired next time you were late.
>So you're a little confused as to why you feel so good.
>Well you did just arrange a date with the gi- mare you care about the most.
>Gotta work on the terms here.
>You just kissed her goodbye.
>The weekend couldn't come soon enough.
>Oh and that other mare.
>Fluttershy.
>Poor thing.
>You've been in her. Shoes?
>Whatever, you've been in that situation many times before.
>You tried your best to help her, but you could only do so much.
>You weren't lying either.
>You'd seen it all too many times.
>In any case, she seemed to perk up a little after your little speech.
>It made you feel good knowing you at least tried to brighten someone's day.
>If memory serves, you'd met her before.
>But where?
>Oh yeah, she was the one that greeted you when you arrived.
>Such a nice little mare.
>You really hope things turn out well for her.
>You continue towards your home.
 
>You are Fluttershy.
>It's just past sundown now.
>You're in your home waiting patiently.
>In front of you sits your current most valuable possession.
>It was a photo of Anon.
>You went back to watch him and find out where that demon lived.
>You couldn't help it.
>You took several, but this one was your favorite.
>He was staring at something behind you, but he was smiling.
>Just his image was enough to...
"U-unf~"
>Now you felt like you could do anything.
>As long as it was for him.
>And that skank though she could take him from you.
>You growl.
>Turns out Anon asked her on a date.
>It felt so good to hear him say it.
>At the same time it hurt you so very much to hear him say it to anyone other than you.
>It really is too bad she'll never get to accompany YOUR Anon.
>Oh well...
>You giggle at your thoughts.
>Then you grab your things and head out.
>It took a bit to find the house again, but manage.
>You fly up to the window.
>There she is.
>Sleeping so soundly in her bed.
>You knew she could possibly be as good for Anon as you.
>She was asleep while you would still be up fantasizing about your future with him.
>The window was already open, so no need to force it.
>You approached her.
>For a single second you were grateful she had made it so easy.
>She mumbles a bit causing you hesitate.
>Then a moment of clarity hits you.
>You were really about to do this.
>It was wrong, you couldn't possibly-
>Then you remember the kiss.
>You had so many dreams about how you and Anon would share one.
>That send you over the edge.
>You grab the tranquilizer meant for larger animals.
>She groans as you inject her.
>Being a pegasus, she was light enough to carry.
>You hurried back to your cottage.
>A laugh escaped you as you less than gently tied her down.
>She was starting to wake up.
>She mumbles a bit with the gag.
"It's okay. It'll be over soon."
>She looks at you unsure.
"I really didn't want to do this. But I can't just let you take MY Anon from me."
>She looks scared now.
>Good.
"After all, I was here first."
>You approach her.
"Anything to say?"
>You remove her gag.
>"I'm sorry. Please."
>You smile at her.
"Not yet you're not."
 
 
>Your alarm clock goes off.
>It doesn't seem half as bad as it usually does.
>You slip out of bed and get to work.
>Shower, shit, shave, not exactly in that order.
>You smile the whole time.
>Getting dressed slightly better than usual.
>You had asked Ditzy on a legit date.
>You couldn't wait any longer.
>Now done, you head towards the restaurant she pointed out.
>You'd agreed on breakfast at this time.
>She wasn't there when you arrived.
>Nothing major, just a little late.
>You didn't expect to be there for so long.
>When the waiter asked, you told him you were still waiting.
>You got up after another hour.
>She just-
>You couldn't believe she stood you up.
>It wasn't like her.
>Something's got to be wrong.
>You refused to believe anything else.
>The dread still kicked in though.
>It only quickened your pace.
>You were basically steaming when you saw her home.
>You make out the golden helmets of guards.
>Shit.
>You also hear the distant sobs of a youngster.
>It was instantly recognized as Ditzy's little sister.
>"She's missing."
>That's what's they told you.
>It was just too surreal to comprehend.
>You hadn't even begun to weep.
>Your body couldn't accept it to be true yet.
>Now you just sit outside, slowly stroking the purple filly's hair.
>She woke up and went to said guards after finding her sister gone for way too long.
>"Mister Anon?"
>There's one now.
"Yes?"
>"Do you have a moment?"
>You nod and Dinky gets out of your lap.
>"We've got nothing."
"What do you mean?"
>"It's completely clear Anonymous. So either she skipped town or someone's hiding something."
>He looks at you expectantly.
"What? You think I did it?"
>"And if I do?"
>No fucking way.
"I would never fu- look at this!"
>You tug on your shirt.
"I had a date with her today."
>"All the more reason."
>Unbelievable.
>You're at a loss of words.
>He continues to stare daggers into your soul.
>"Um, excuse me."
>Both of you turn to the voice.
>It's the mare from before.
>"But Anon would never do anything like that. I know him."
>You aren't convinced.
>And that scares you.
>"Hmm. Well if you think so Fluttershy."
>He nods and leaves you standing like an idiot.
>Fluttershy snaps you back.
"Thanks for that."
>"Oh it was nothing."
"But it was. What's his problem anyway?"
>"He's just doing his job A-anon."
"I guess so."
>You take notice of the basket on her back.
"What's that for?"
>She blushes a bit.
>"Oh i-it's f-f-for you."
>Huh.
>She take it with her mouth and offers it to you.
>You take it crack it open.
>Oh good lord this can't be real!
 
>Inside the basket was your favorite food.
>It's all there.
>Every last detail.
>It definitely improved your mood.
>"D-do you like it?"
>You managed to smile.
"Like? This is fantastic, but why?"
>"I j-just wanted to make something special for a nice, big, *handsome* m-man like you~"
>She's starting to hover very close to your face.
>That makes you uncomfortable, but she drops down after a little.
>Adorable.
"You really didn't need to do this."
>"B-but I wanted to!"
>She mumbles something, but you don't notice.
>Now you feel that much better.
>But your mind quickly turns back to your date.
>"Is something bothering you sweetie"
>Her pet name doesn't reach you.
"Yeah."
>"Do you want to talk about it?"
>You look at her and manage to smile at her repeating your words back to you from the day before.
>You nod.
>You spent the next few minutes explaining the situation to her.
>"Oh that's just horrible."
>You sigh and bury your face in your hands.
"I-I just. I've never felt like this. I don't know what to do."
>You pick your head up and laugh.
"Look at this, -I'm- talking to -you- about my problems."
>You don't resist as she hugs your neck.
>"Well whatever happens, just know I'm here for you."
>You turn and grin at her.
>Then you return the hug.
"Thank you."
>The sniffling returns to your attention.
>You turn but Fluttershy forces you back.
>"She can wait. Let's just enjoy this right now."
>You were about to argue until you saw her face.
>Pleading, sincere and unwavering.
>Something else was behind that stare, but you couldn't figure it out.
>You just didn't want to go against it.
>"Please?"
>You nodded reluctantly and made a note to check on Dink later.
 
>Fluttershy certainly wasn't one to talk.
>Literally.
>She just say there staring at you the entire time.
>Smiling with her eyes half open.
>You're not sure what to make of it.
>You tried looking behind you, but there was nothing.
"So... What happened after yesterday? Did it work out for you?"
>"Mhm."
"Well that's good."
>"Yeah."
>This goes on for a while, you lost track of time.
>Just her staring, and you occasionally failing at small talk.
>You did manage to convince her to finally end it.
>It wasn't all bad, but way more awkward than you expected.
>It did take your mind off of Ditzy.
>"Just remember Anon, if you EVER need anyone for anything, I'll always be here. Only for you~"
>She leans in really close to your face again.
"Thanks..."
>She giggles and turns around.
>Funny. It almost looks like she's wobbling a little.
>It's making her hips sway as she walks.
>Ugh..
>No time for that.
>Gotta talk to Dinky.
 
>"Anon!"
>The foal jumps and hugs you.
>"I-It's horrible, t-t-t-they said since sis's gone I'll have to go st-stay with them!"
>Now it seems like every time you start feeling better, something else gets dropped on you.
"What about your parents?"
>Bad idea.
>She starts crying even harder.
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't know just-"
>You hold her and let her sob.
>"I-I don't want t-to leave town, my friends."
>Fuck.
>Gotta think of something.
"I know."
>You're still thinking by the time she relaxes back into sniffles.
>Well, there's only one solution that you could come up with.
"You want to come stay with me?"
>She nods into your shirt.
>...
>It took a while, but managed to convince the guards to let you take her.
>Assholes.
>Dinky refused to leave you for more than a few moments at a time.
>Currently, your cradling her in your arms as she sleeps, her bag on your shoulder.
>The worst part is you don't have any clue how to watch children.
>But if Ditzy can manage, you can too.
>Ditzy...
>"A-Anon?"
>How long has she been awake?
"Yeah?"
>"I hope sis is okay."
>You sigh.
"Me too."
 
>It's been 2 weeks now since Ditzy was last seen.
>You know this because that's all anyone talks about anymore.
>You still haven't and probably never will get over it.
>Dink took it the hardest.
>She refuses to talk to anyone besides you.
>You have to coax her into doing even the simplest things.
>It never gets any less depressing, but at least she was easy to manage.
>She's been staying with you since then.
>The guards had closed up her former home and would've sent her to some orphanage in Canterlot if you hadn't.
>You definitely had to.
>You owed them that much.
>And her parents?
>You're not 100% but you heard they'd met their end some way or another.
>Ditzy was the only one she had left.
>Still, you tried your best to comfort her.
>Reminding her to keep hoping.
>She remained the same for the first week, but lately, she's starting to cry less.
>You think that's a good sign.
>It's horrible trying to watch a child by yourself.
>Thankfully you have someone for that.
>You hear a knock.
>You swear that mare can read your mind.
>You answer it, and it's Fluttershy.
>As usual.
>"Good morning Anon~"
>She did indeed keep her promise.
>She's been coming over basically daily since that day and asking if you're okay.
>You always tell her yes, despite feeling empty inside.
>She stays anyways.
>You didn't mind either, it was nice having someone to talk to.
>She even gave you some advice.
>Usual for a single moment and just to return to her desired topic.
>Whatever, she's expecting a response right now.
"Morning shy."
>She lets herself in and you close the door.
>The cold air around your ankles reminds you that you still need to dress.
"Sorry, I'm still getting ready."
>"Oh that's perfectly fine Anon. *mumble* (you're perfect Anon)."
"What was that?"
>"Nothing!"
>You stare at her and think.
>Then you shrug.
>Probably was nothing.
"So. What brings you?"
 
>"I just wanted to if you needed anything."
>Just the usual.
"I don't actually, but thank you anyways."
>"Oh, okay then..."
>She looks disappointed, as she always does when you have nothing for her.
>Just then the morning hunger sets in and you return to your kitchen.
>You figure you'd just throw together something quick since Dinky would be up soon.
>It didn't even bother you to put on some pants first.
>But you didn't even get to decide.
>A yellow hoof stops you.
>"Please, allow me."
"No, I got this."
>"Please?"
>She continues to hold her stance.
>Well you do need to get some clothes.
"Alright."
>She smiles and takes your place at the stove.
>You go get proper.
>Dinky still isn't down when you get back, but holy.
>Fluttershy managed to prepare an entire breakfast in the time it took you to put on some pants.
>She's even wearing a little apron.
>All this just warms you inside.
>"I hope it isn't to much, I just figured-"
"It's wonderful as usual Fluttershy."
>She grins.
>You invite Fluttershy to enjoy the fruit of her labor and you both start to make small dents in the meal.
>Dinky finally comes down after another while.
>She just picks at the food on her plate.
>You try joking around to get her to eat but it fails.
>You look at Fluttershy who continues to sip her tea.
>Then you motion to Dinky.
>She sighs seemingly annoyed and begins.
>Somehow she managed to convince her, as Dink is now taking bites instead of nibbles.
>Fluttershy returns to enjoying her leafy drink.
>You take a moment to admire the scene before you.
>It's just like those 50's propaganda families.
>You're the father here, just need the news paper.
>You won't go that far though, you'll just be reminded of her.
>Dinky left for school a little after you finished.
>Now it's just you and Fluttershy talking about, well...
>"What was I like where you came from Anon?"
"Cool I guess, way different than here, still pretty similar though."
>"Did you um, have anyone special?"
>That comes out or nowhere.
>Meh, it wasn't that big a deal.
"Not really. I did meet a few people, but I never really felt anything for someone till I met Dit-zy.."
>You stutter as you remember.
>You feel the pressure building up in your throat.
>"Anon, please."
>You look and find Fluttershy stand close to you.
>"I know how much she meant to you, but it's already been so long. I'm sorry, you just need to accept that she's gone."
>You're taken back.
>Was she really doing this?
"N-no, Jesus, I-i."
>"Anon. Look at me."
>You do.
>"It's time to move on."
>You're now openly crying into Fluttershy's shoulder.
>Maybe she was right.
>You didn't want it to be true.
>But you remember back from Earth.
>If they aren't found in the first few days, their chances of being found plummet drastically.
>You stop crying and huff.
"You're right."
>"I know I am. Don't worry, take all the time you want. I'm here."
>You don't need anymore.
>You get off her and smile confidently.
"Thank you Fluttershy for everything."
>She blushes.
>"Anything for you Anon."
"Seriously, you've done so much for me. If there's anyway I could possibly return the favor, just say the word."
>"W-well. I-if you have the time. I'd like it if y-you'd come with me on a picnic this week..."
>It's never that easy.
>You frown.
"I'd love to, but I kinda got my hands full with Dink now. And I don't think I know anyone willing to do me a favor besides you. Sorry."
>Her face contorts several time, before landing on severely disappointed.
>It actually worries you.
>"It's alright, I-i understand."
>You fumble in your pockets and a thought occurs to you.
"Fuck, I forgot to give Dinky her lunch money!"
>You check the clock.
>You're also about to be late for work.
>With little more than a small apology, you leave Fluttershy in your home as you speed off after her.
 
>Anon leaves you in a hurry.
>You stare at him as he runs down the road.
>You're guts are starting to feel twisted.
>So close.
>After all your hard work, you were just about make him yours.
>He said he'd love to.
>If only it wasn't for that brat.
>She was the tramp's sister, but you didn't really mind her despite her staying with Anon.
>That was because she hadn't caused you any delays.
>Until now.
>She means a lot to Anon, you can't tell.
>Then again, so did the other one...
>You didn't want to hurt the child, but if this was for Anon.
>It has to be done.
>You'll have to start preparing.
>One thing can be said.
>You did enjoy watching Anon take care of her.
>He'll be a wonderful father once you have foals.
>You nearly swoon.
>It'll be okay when it's all done.
>Besides, if Anon gave you permission the first time, it'll still count.
>He won't find out anyways.
>Since he's gone, you have the opportunity to make it easier this time.
>You snoop through his house.
>Nothing really you can do to prepare, so you just take a spare key.
>He won't notice.
>Along the way, you passed his room.
>You tried in vain to resist entering.
>It was everything you imaged.
>The best part.
>It smelled like him.
>You couldn't spot yourself from sniffing his clothes.
>It was so amazing.
>That's how you ended up with the little souvenir tucked neatly under your wing.
>It was constantly pressed against his-
>Oh.
>You're definitely going to be busy for the next few hours.
 
>Work was shit, as always.
>Since Ditzy's "departure" there's been more work.
>The once bubbly office now just sits quiet save for the scribbling and occasional cough.
>Today was especially dull.
>You really need something to pick you up.
>You spot Sugercube and the exact spot Ditzy sat on your only date.
>It doesn't hurt anymore.
>In fact, you feel better.
>You can even smile.
>Might as well.
>You bought a cake to split with Dink.
>At home, nothing much happens.
>Dinky gets there before you everyday and usually just stays in a separate room or quietly reads to herself.
>You tried starting conversations with her.
>But it always ends in failure.
>Normally, you would just goof off with the newly introduced radios here, but today you got sent home with work to do.
>Gotta pay the bills.
>You're done in what seems like a few minutes.
>You check the clock to find it's been several hours.
>Fucking time.
>Dinky's at the table when you start dinner.
>She has a pencil, so you assume it's the childhood devil.
>Homework.
>The silence unnerves you.
"So. How what school today?"
>"okay..."
"That's good! Really good."
>Actually. The awkwardness is worse.
>You set whatever it is you were preparing to cool.
>Dinky grunts a few times before the distinct sound of erasing is heard.
"Need any help?"
>She lets the pencil click on the table and nods.
>It was basic to you.
>But then again you're an adult man doing 4th grade work.
>Regardless, after explaining it a few times, she seems to understand now, even laughing at a few of her mistakes.
>And yours.
>Mostly yours.
>The two of you now sit across from each other eating your horrible soup.
>She doesn't mind it seems.
>After, you split the cake.
>Too sweet for you, but she loved it.
>She started to doze off at the table, so you're now carrying her to bed.
 
>You set her on the bed.
>For a moment, you admire the peace of it all.
>She lays smiling.
>Apparently its contagious.
>You brush the hair out of her face and tip toe away.
>"Anon?"
>Nevermind.
"Yeah?"
>"Can I tell you something?"
>You return to her side.
"Anything."
>You sit on the other half of the small mattress.
>"W-when I was with sis. I heard her talk about you."
"I would hope so."
>"Sh-she really liked you. A lot."
>You exhale a breath you didn't even know you were holding it.
"I know."
>Now you sit in quiet understand.
>"Anon?"
"Hmm?"
>"If you two had got married, would that make you my brother?"
>You chuckle.
"Yeah. It would."
>"Oh."
>Another pause.
>"I wish you would have."
>"I've never had a brother."
>Damn.
"Well I don't see why I can't we start now."
>She looks surprised.
>"Do you mean?-"
>She figures it out on her own.
>You still nod.
>She then surprises you with a hug
>"Thanks. Brother."
>You both share a laugh.
>It's a quiet, content moment following this.
>You reluctantly end it.
>It was late and you both needed rest.
>It was painful, but you'd have plenty of time to spend with your newly accepted sibling.
>You're at the door when she catches you.
>"Bro?"
"What's up?"
>"I love you."
>Hnng.
"I love you too."
"Sister."
>It feels so good to say that.
>She closes her eyes and falls asleep.
>You don't waste that much time getting into bed either.
>Now you're laying awake.
>Nothing's wrong.
>In fact, everything's exactly how you want it.
>You don't want to waste a single moment on something as trivial as rest.
>But it takes you anyways.
 
>You've been watching Anon sleep for some time now.
>How long exactly, you don't know.
>You've been so hypnotized by his moments that you've stopped caring about anything else.
>No.
>You break your trance.
>You came here for a reason.
>Slowly, you hover over to the door.
>You test the nob.
>Locked.
"Oh anon~"
>You reveal the key and carefully open it, preventing any noises it might make.
>You fly to Anon's guest room and open it's door just as quietly.
>On the bed rests the little problem.
>It didn't take long to find a method.
>You laugh to yourself.
>It was SOO easy.
>You didn't even need to bring anything.
>Just a little talk.
>And while that was still a but challenging for you, you knew you could do it.
>For him.
>You stand over the filly.
>Gently, you rock her.
>It does nothing.
>What was her name?
"Umm, Dinky. Please wake up."
>"Huh?"
>She rubs her eyes.
>"Miss Fluttershy? What's happening? Why are you here?"
>You shush her.
"We need to be quiet. We don't want to wake Anon."
>She looks unsure, but nods anyway.
>Now to get to it.
"You want to find your sister, r-right?"
>She's really listening now.
>"Yes, do you know something?"
"Maybe, but I need you to come with me."
>She scoots back.
>"What? Right now? Why?"
>Again with the questions.
>Was a late night visit -that- unusual?
"Yes, I need you to c-come confirm it."
>"What about Anon? Why can't he?"
>Ugh.
"Anon needs his rest. Now quickly, time is precious."
>She finally nods and follows you.
>You sneak back through town.
>"Miss Shy?"
>Oh, it's talking.
"Y-yes little one?"
>"How come you didn't go to the guards?"
"Oh they won't be up to it at this hour, besides you know more about your sister than them."
>The first part was a lie.
>You were scared she would notice.
>But thankfully she didn't.
>You lead her to your home.
>You open your door.
>"It's in there?"
>You nod.
>She looks reluctant now.
>She goes in though.
>"Miss Fluttershy, I can't see anything. Are you sure?"
>You don't respond.
>You were safe now, you didn't need to act.
>Instead you lock your door and laugh.
>It was so easy.
 
>"Up here Anon."
>The familiar voice calls to you.
>It doesn't really make sense, since the only thing above you is a heap of clouds.
>A grey face pops out from one.
>"C'mon, I'm waiting!"
>The crossed eyes stare into your own.
>You don't speak, but you feel lost.
>How could you possibly get to her?
>"It's easy, just fly."
>It should've confused you further, but somehow, someway, you understood.
>You feel a tingle on your back, a breeze around your body, and you start closing the distance.
>Her cheeks start glowing red.
>Your arms are around her the first chance you get.
>She gives you an obnoxiously loud kiss.
>"I love you Anon."
>You return the affection and lay next her on the clouds.
>Not even a minute passed before you start falling through the clouds.
>She screams for you, but remains still.
>You watch as the ground becomes clearer with each passing second.
>Then you hit the ground.
>That instant, you jolt up in bed.
>You're sweating like crazy.
>But in a strange way, you're satisfied.
>It's time to get up, so no point in trying to go back to sleep.
>You wouldn't be able to anyways.
>Routine goes the same.
>You nearly scream when you realize it was Saturday.
>The memory of last night's events is still fresh on your mind.
>You're genuinely excited to spend the day with your sister.
>Sister.
>It still felt great just thinking about it.
>You start on breakfast.
>You're making something special today.
>But what?
>You settle on blueberry waffles.
>You knew she enjoyed them.
>*knock knock*
>In all this, you'd forgotten about Fluttershy.
>Good thing, since you've already started on way more than you and Dink could ever hope to finish alone.
>You stir the batter and open the door at the same time.
>"Hello Anon, lovely day isn't it?"
>Now you are convinced she can read your mind.
"Hello to you too. And it really is."
>She comes in after you move.
>She tries taking the batter from you, but you refuse.
>"Anon, please. Just let me mmff."
"Not today missy. Dinky'll be down in a few and I'm making something special."
>"Oh, Dinky. Yes of course."
>She smirks and halts her attempts.
>You're too focused on cooking to notice.
>Fluttershy remains completely silent for the remainder of the preparation.
>You eye your work.
>Not gonna win any awards, but you can feel proud knowing you made them.
>When you look Dinky still isn't there.
>Usually she'd be up by this time on any day.
>You excuse yourself.
"Di- Sis, you up yet?"
>No response.
>Probably still asleep.
>Maybe you can surprise her...
>With an enormous grin, you start opening the door.
>You look inside.
>She's not in bed, disappointingly.
>No biggie.
>Check the bathroom.
>Nothing.
>You call out again.
>"Is something wrong Anon?"
"No just. Ugh."
>Check her room again.
>Under her bed, in the closet.
>Starting to get worried.
>Maybe she ended up in your room somehow.
>Empty.
>Okay. This has gone far enough.
"C'mon Dinky, we can play later."
>"Anon there's nobody else here."
>You ignore her and keep searching.
>Upstairs is empty.
>Downstairs is barren as well.
>Fuck fuck fuck.
>Front yard, back yard, just the same.
>In desperation, you start frantically ripping through the house.
>The emptiness is now painful.
>You collapse on floor.
>You're in a ball trying stop yourself from screaming.
"This can't be real."
>You bang on your head.
"Not again. Please."
>"I'm here Anon. I'm s-sorry."
>You feel a hoof on your back.
>It sparks memories of the state you were in before.
>How miserable you were just after Ditzy.
>How you needed Fluttershy's encouragement just to get out of bed.
>You can't let that happen again.
>You bolt up and get out the door.
>You ask as many people on the way.
>All answer the same.
>"No."
>When you're sure you passed the same building at least 3 times, you fall down again.
>You lay in the street staring into the blue sky.
>Thinking about absolutely nothing.
>The kind of nothing that comes after failure.
>"A-anon?"
>You look at Fluttershy.
>She gets down and settles under your arm.
>"Umm, we should go."
>There were pones starting to gather around you.
>You don't care.
>Out of the crowd come some guards.
>They pick you up and start leading you somewhere.
>You don't resist.
>It's a building with a golden sun on the front.
>You pick yourself up along the way.
>They toss you in a room with a desk.
>One of them puts something around your hands while the other gets in front you.
>You're sat in a chair.
>"Mr. Anonymous, do you have any idea why we brought you here?"
>You can't find the strength to look up.
>He sighs deeply.
>"You went around the town screaming like a madman. Asking for a filly?"
>You groan.
>"While you didn't break any laws outright. We can't have you going and causing a scene like that. Understand?"
"Yes."
>"Alright. We're done here."
>The pressure around your hands is released.
>But something still ate at you inside.
"She's gone."
>"Excuse me?"
"She. She's gone, I lost her. I vowed to take care of her. And I lost her."
>"Oh he's going off again."
>The guard behind you speaks.
>"Quiet, I want to hear this. Who's missing Anonymous?"
"My si- Dinky. I just..."
>Your hands go to your face.
"I just woke up, and she was gone. I looked and looked, but nothing."
>"Dinky? Ditzy Doo's sister?"
>You nod.
>"Oh, now I remember. She was staying with you wasn't she? So she's missing."
>"Why didn't you come to us?"
>The second guard asks you.
"I panicked. I figured maybe she's just gone off by herself or-"
>You choked.
>"I understand. We'll look into it. In the mean time, you should head home Anonymous."
>You stand and exit.
>As you do, you hear them arguing behind you.
>"Are you seriously just going to let him out like that? Remember Ditzy?"
>"Yes, and that's irrelevant, besides just look at him. It's obvious he was upset about this."
>You stop hearing them once he begins talking about you cooking at eating pones.
>You couldn't be angry at that point.
>You can't feel anything actually.
>Not even a will to move.
>As so as you're clear of that place, you sit down against something.
>You just don't care.
>The pressure in your eyes releases tears.
>You silently cry.
>No sobs, or noises at all besides normal breaths.
>Ponies continued to stare, but what were they gonna do?
>"Umm..."
>You turn your head.
>It's just Fluttershy.
>"Oh my, Anon w-what happened?! I saw them take you away..."
>Your only response is a grunt.
>"Oh. Okay then."
>She sits next to you.
>"So, uh. It's beautiful today."
>You slip from the building and hit the side of your head on the ground.
>Sadly it's not enough to kill you, or even harm you that much.
>You just want to be dead.
>"*gasp* Are you alright Anon?"
>No.
>She tries picking you back up.
>You struggle.
"Just leave me."
>She's visually hurt by this.
>"A-anon, n-no I don't like you being this way. Please get up."
>She continues to fight with you until you do eventually stand.
>"There, now let's get you cleaned up."
>Unbeknownst to you, rolling around the dirt filthied your clothes.
>She took your hand and started to lead you.
>Your body followed.
>At your house, she stops when she sees the mess you left.
>"Oh no."
>She closes the door, attempting to block it from your view.
>It didn't matter anyway.
>"I'll come back and clean up don't you worry."
>She too a similar path to town and took a detour onto a road that lead near the forest.
>It was obviously her home.
>A few minutes passed before you arrived.
>She opened the door and dragged you inside.
>There was a small bathroom in the back.
>She started the shower and left you there.
>Her face was red.
>"J-just w-wash- I-I'll be right back!"
>She slammed the door.
>You examine the room.
>Simple, just better stocked than your own.
>You can think again.
>That's good.
>Not really.
>You don't want to think.
>So you follow her orders and start stripping.
>The water was fine.
>It didn't burn, but who cared anyway?
>For a while, you just stand there getting drenched.
>You start remembering the day.
>You're sure the water on your face started getting warmer.
>Wanting to cleanse yourself of the feeling, you started scrubbing with the pink soap.
>You only stopped when you heard tapping on the door.
>By that point your skin was red, white, wrinkled and sore.
>"A-anon? I brought some of your clothes. I know how uncomfortable you feel without-"
>She stopped for some reason.
>You turn of her water.
>"I'll just leave them out here..."
>It was too late for her as you opened the door and took them from her.
"Thanks."
>She was sickly red for the few seconds she saw you.
>You closed it and sat on the floor.
>Still wet, you dressed.
>You lack the energy to move after this.
>"A-anon? A-are you done it th-there?"
>That's right.
>You weren't in your own home.
>She had to drag you here.
>This only made you sulk further.
>But you can't stay here.
"Yeah."
>She opens the door slowly.
>"Oh no. Anon, what happened, you're all wet. D-didn't you dry first?"
>You shrug.
>"You can't stay like that, you'll catch a cold! Come on."
>She pulls you into her living room.
>There was a hearth in the middle that she started with some matches.
>Judging by the way she fumbled she doesn't use it often.
>She leaves and returns with a blanket.
>She puts it over you and tucks it in your front.
>"Wait here, I'm going to start on some tea."
>She does as she promised.
>Only when she leaves you alone do you finally feel the cold.
>It's barely noticeable now, thanks to the blanket and fire but it's there.
>It only make you feel worse.
>Just look.
>You couldn't get a date, you couldn't take care of your own sister, and now you couldn't even take care of yourself.
>Soaking wet in Fluttershy's home.
>This realization frustrates you.
>But you couldn't move.
>You felt powerless to your own grief.
>She came back shortly with a kettle and two cups.
>"H-how do you like yours?"
>You just stare at her.
>She squeaks.
>"Okay, I'll just..."
>She pour some in each and after some stirring, give you the cup.
>You look into it.
>In the quiet of Fluttershy's cottage, you sat, slowly sipping on the hot drink.
>Too weak in will to move.
>And too stubborn to give up entirely.
 
>You're Fluttershy now.
>The man of your dreams is sitting in front of you.
>He's barely touched the tea you made to warm him up.
>It hurts you to see him so miserable.
>But it was all for a good cause.
>It took some time and patience but now he didn't have anyone to distract him from what you knew was destiny.
>Still, he's just been sitting for a while.
>Staring at nothing, and drinking once in a while.
>You're too nervous to say anything.
>The silence is beyond awkward.
>It wasn't like him to be so.
>Dead.
>You shutter.
>Maybe you did go too far...
>No!
>You'd both be happy afterwards.
>You have to remember.
>He's shivering now.
>He really shouldn't have been to hasty.
>You've done all you can to warm him up.
>What he needs is something more though.
>He needs you.
>Without saying anything, you flutter up to him.
>He doesn't even acknowledge you.
>You pull his blanket back and get next to him.
>The moment you make contact with him you feel electric.
>He was wet and cold, but still it felt so
>Right.
>He finally looks at you.
>The look on his face.
>It's the same lost puppy that you've come to adore.
>It makes you smile.
"Is this alright?"
>You squeak when he surprises you with a wet hug.
>You'd been waiting so long for this.
>It was all worth it.
>He starts sobbing things you can't understand.
>You just sit and allow him to release his tension.
>He starts demeaning himself.
>This strikes a cord in you.
>You reassure him every time.
>You compliment him.
>Remind him about all the good things he's done.
>His word start becoming incoherent.
>He's back to sobbing now.
>You just hold him.
>Soon he quiets down.
>His clothes are dry too.
>But you can't let go.
>Not yet.
>Not ever.
>Oh, he's asleep.
>Maybe, just for a little.
>You let him slide onto your couch.
>He looks stressed even in his sleep.
>You can't just let him stay there.
>He's your Anon now.
>And you wanted the best for him.
 
>Anon again.
>You're not sure what's happening.
>Nothing seems real anymore.
>Everything fuzzy.
>You make out a dark room.
>You're warmer than usual and your not in your own bed.
>You also feel like shit.
>Can't even move your head.
>You examine the room again.
>Fluttershy's next to you.
>She's deep asleep and tightly clinging to you.
>When did you start sleeping with her?
>Then everything that's happened comes back.
>Now it makes sense.
>But you still want it to stop.
>So you take the only way.
>You close your eyes and try to escape again.
 
>Fluttershy.
>It's been such a lovely time.
>Anon has been staying with you for the past week or so.
>He's not very lively, but that's okay.
>He's still your Anon.
>And you'd do anything for him.
>He's spent most of that time in your bed.
>You just woke up.
>He was already awake, but you smiled.
>If only you could spend every single moment with him.
>You sigh.
"Don't worry Anon, I'll be back soon."
>You kiss him.
>He doesn't do much else.
>He stares at you though.
>You feel butterflies inside.
>Hopping out of bed, you prepare for the day.
>Then you feed your friends, and make Anon breakfast.
>You have to feed it to him, but you don't mind.
>In fact, it's just another opportunity you get to spend time with him.
>You realize.
>You've already stocked up on everything for the week.
>That means you can spend ever more time with Anon!
>Your Fluffing his pillow now.
>You hear him groan something.
"What was that Anon?"
>"Where's. Dinky. How's she?"
>That name.
>You sigh.
>Even now he can't get over them.
"Anon, I've already told you, I  spoke with the guards and they haven't found a thing."
>He lays back.
"Don't be like that, Anon please."