Title:           Chapter 1: My Mother and Me
Author:          CookieSfh
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First Edit:      Friday 3rd of June 2016 07:33:34 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 9th of June 2016 07:30:39 PM CDT

>You are now in a sort of crystal structure.
>Books are strung here and there, and there seems to be a bit of commotion in a specific pile of books on the floor
>A few seconds later and I weird mist of purple covers the stack, lifting all the books up, to leave a single "pony" panting in agitation.
>"RRRRRREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>Discord seems to have ear muffs on, while you on the other hand...
>Tentacles have rapped themselves around your... ears...
>Are those your ears?
>Inspecting your body further, it seems that you have become one of these sentient ponies yourself.
>A light green muzzle protrudes into your vision and now you lack arms and legs.
>Now all you have are these... flat... nubs...
>After the yelling stopped, Discord quickly went in to stop her from taking another breathe of air.
>"Why hello Twilight! What has you oh so troubled might I ask?" The grin on Discord's face from before is back.
>Twilight muffles her mane a bit to no avail and answers. "Well Discord, if you really must know, some pony decided to give themselves a VERY DRAMATIC... entrance..." she finishes, letting out a held breathe a little at the end.
>"And what... might be the occasion for such an entrance, Discord?" Twilight asks with a teeth clattering finish to that last word or two.
>You can see the crazed look in her eyes...
>You like this pony.
>"Well, I'm here to drop off a certain some pony to be your 'ahem' Son." Discord replies. That grin sure is getting big.
>"Son? I didn't have a son. Did I? Twilight replies with a confused look adorning her face.
>"Not in that particular order, but! Now you do."
>"I do?"
>"You do."
>"And where might this new son be?" Twilight asks.
>"Well, he's right here of course!" Discord declares as fireworks shoot out from each side of you, which sort of sets a few books on fire.
>Twilight throws some mist at the books, which seems to take out the fires. "Could you not do stuff like that in here Discord? I would really appreciate it."
>"Why yes of course, how rude of me, I'm terribly sorry for the mess I caused, but moving on. Yes here is your new Son!"
>Twilight seems skeptical at first, but seems to calm down a bit as she looks at you. At first, she looks at you, then at Discord, then back to you. And you both sort of... share a stare together? Now Twilight looks agitated again. "Discord, did you kidnap a random colt from an orphanage or something? This all seems pretty sudden, and I don't even know if I'm prepared for this kind of thing..." Twilight replies, with worry and doubt filling her mind.
>"Oh don't be so down in the dumps Twilight" Discord replies, flying straight to her side like a snake wrapping around its prey. "I wouldn't have brought any random foal from off the streets, oh no, I got you the most perfect one from the whole bunch!" he says with a hint of sarcastic pleasure in his voice.
>"But how do you know what a perfect foal would be?" Twilight asks. "Oh Twilight, that's because I know you oh so well, in fact, I brought this one specifically for you because he suffers from a problem that only 'you' can fix." Discord answers.
>Twilight perks up at this. "Really? A problem only I can fix?" Twilight wonders. What would a little foal be troubled by? Does he need help with his homework? Are people bullying him at his school? The barrage of questions seems endless until Discord speaks up once more. "Why yes, you are the princess of Friendship after all~"
>The princess of friendship? If someone with such power gained it as a title, your sure she could help your problem.
>"You see princess, this colt's name is Anonymous and unfortunately he suffers from the fact that he has no friends." Discord now takes on a sad frown, with a trickle of a tear hanging on to his bulging eye. "And I thought, 'If there is any pony who could fix such a catastrophe it would be Twilight Sparkle!' And so here I am with your new son in law." Discord finishes with a proud stance like that of a hero.
>Discord puts on show of emotions you can't fathom yourself ever seeing until now.
>You feel a feeling in you that you've never felt before arise from your being.
~Thsa's sa's ash feell'oag ysa' a'anoashr~
>You nod and listen for Twilight's response to Discords emotional display.
>Twilight is... awestruck. So many options. A friendship problem? This is the best thing to happen yet! And now not only is the map aiding you, but so is Discord! Though you question Discord's true intentions, there is no way you're going to turn down this colt in need.
>So with a confident smirk you relay your answer. "I accept your offer Discord, but... if this is another one of your schemes, then I'll have no choice but to tell Celestia of how well your recuperation is going." but Discord doesn't falter. "Oh nonsense Twilight, I'm only out to help a friend, can't you believe me?" Discord says with a pout as imputation as a puppy.
>"Well... if your really telling the truth, then I'll thank you for this wonderful gift later, when I'm positive it isn't one of your tests." Twilight replies.
>"Splendid! Then I'm off to do what I do best. Best of luck Twilight!" Discord yells as he flies off into a cloud, disappearing into the sky above.
>Which leaves you, her, and now a... dragon?
>"Is he gone?" the dragon asks.
>"Yes, he's gone Spike." Twilight reassures the dragon before walking up to you with a smile plastered on her face.
>"And hello to you, Anonymous!" Twilight says.
>You retract your eyes from the glass Discord distorted himself through and look at her. A closure inspection reveals a striped mane, tucked wings, a horn on her head, and what appears to be art on her rear.
"Hello Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship. And hello Spike." you answer accordingly.
>Twilight is taken aback by the response. So emotionless yet, proper. She's never heard someone speak like this before except for Maud, but a young colt acting like this? Maybe you'll have to consult Pinkie for some advice. Spike seems to be weirded out as he tries to find a way to escape from the room. "I'm just gonna... go get... water... yeah, water." Spike says as he waddles into another room.
>Twilight proceeds to walk closer to you, and sits next to you the way a cat would.
>"Soooo.... I hear my son is having some friendship issues, is that correct?" Twilight asks.
>You answer
"Yes. I would like to know what a 'friend' is and how to obtain one. Could you teach me how to do this?"
>Twilight lit up in excitement. "Of course I can teach you how to make a friend! but you might need to know what a friend is." Twilight exclaims.
>So you sit take a moment to sit like her and look into her eyes for answer.
>She gives a warm smile that makes you feel... weird... it's as if you don't 'need' to kill her. The feeling stays as she explains what this 'friend' is and how to 'make' one.
>"A friend is someone you can depend on when you are all alone or when you are in a horrible predicament. Friends are always there for you and will help you whenever you are in need. They give you things you can appreciate, make you laugh when the times get tough, tell you the truth when all you hear is lies, stick with you till the very last breathe, and are kind and forgiving when you mess up. That, Anonymous, is the power of friendship." Twilight finishes.
"So there like the voices in my head?"
>"..."
"..."
>"Uhmmmmmmmm.... Yeahhhhhh.... like the voices in your heeaaad...." Twilight cringes through her teeth. "Uhm... Anon? This might be a weird question to ask... but... are you ok?" She asks.
"Yes. The voices are physical beings in my psyche that protect me from harm." You explain to her as you show her an example.
>extending your right nub into the air and willing a command, it morphs and splurges to form a multitude of tentacles.
>"WhhaaarraaaAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?!" Twilight yells, as she scurries to the other side of the room.
>You attempt to explain to her the will of the voices, but she keeps staring at the tentacles you've formed.
>So you decide to pick her up and place her back next to you, which elicits a yelp from her, but nothing else.
>The tentacles then morph back into a the tiny nub from before, leaving a very traumatized Twilight.
>"Ten minutes.... that was all it took..." Twilight says as she reminisces on the last ten minutes where her sanity existed. First Discord, then this, what NEXT! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY TOP THI-... calm down. He's just your son... that has possibly come from the depths of chaos itself to find out what a friend is, and how bad is that? That's not bad in the slightest. That's a very good thing to want! Unless every single pony sees him as an abomination roaming the streets... OK!
>"Anon, now being your technical mother and you being my technical son, I have no choice but to set some ground rules for the safety of those who live around here." Twilight announces.
"Ground rules?" you ask.
>Does she mean gravity? It's the only thing keeping you on the ground at the moment. Unless she can somehow manipulate the earth itself.
>"Yes, ground rules. I want you to follow them as if your life depended on it! Got it mister!" Twilight says as a cutesy smug grin crosses her face.
"Ok." You reply, unaware of whats to come.
 
>"And finally, no morphing into those weird tentacle things in public. Understood?" Twilight finishes, taking a deep breathe before panting a few times.
>You didn't think any being could talk for so long with just one breathe.
>You were wrong.
>263 set rules of the house and the surroundings around it, as well as how to act in public to top it off.
>You contemplate if you should even move from this spot.
>Though most of the rules cover vandalizing property and the use of your powers, some of the rules seem less necessary and more a thing she might have a pet peeve over.
>Don't move any of the silverware from 1:00 to 5:00pm? Why require such a rule?
>And no causing explosions while inside the castle. Maybe that's a personal thing for her.
>But even so, you'll try your best to follow these rules and guidelines, since they don't seem much different from the facility you lived in.
"I understand. I'll follow all of the rules you listed." you say.
>Twilight is caught off guard by this, as she recovers from her panting. "Wh-What? You will? I-I mean, excellent! Then I suppose you wouldn't mind me asking about those voices in your head, would you?" Twilight asks out of curiosity. She knows that Discord brought you here, so it might be his doing, but seeing as you can control whatever they do, it might be something more than that.
~This being seeks knowledge, treasures it, a common weakness among scholars, indulge her addictions~
"Go ahead. Ask what you wish." You reply.
>Twilight lightens up a bit and proceeds with some simple questions. "They're your friends?"
"They match the definition you put, so I'd assume so." you reply.
>They have always assisted you when you needed it, they forgave your mistakes, they gave you generous gifts, they trusted your judgement and acted upon it, they will be there towards the end, and they laughed as I did when the last of the human's fought to survive.
>They match the definitions she put, yet... they don't fill this loneliness you feel.
>This dark feeling in the pit of your existence that eats at your very being.
>It is not the old ones that live inside you, you can sense their presence always.
>It is something else that lurks in the depths of your soul
>Twilight continues on with her questions. "Are they nice to you? Do they help you become a better person as a whole? Do they have names? How powerful are they?"
"Yes. Yes. Yes. Powerful." you answer.
>Getting into the specifics would lead to another one of those awkward situations, and the last time you spoke of the their names, the earth trembled and roared, leaving the area beneath you decimated with whatever people around dying near instantly through head combustion.
>But Twilight doesn't mind the short answers it seems as she gets to the point. "How come your having trouble making friends?"
>You can't quite come up with an answer to this.
>Most people around you would either scream in terror or would attack you on site.
>No one would try to talk to you and if they did, they were devoured by the faceless soon afterwards.
>And they mostly spewed profanities before their deaths.
"I suppose everyone saw me as a bad person." you answer, looking down to the ground where your nubs are.
>Twilight is disheartened by this. A colt who's just misunderstood? It definitely wreaks of Discord. And now she had to deal with two, except one lives with her now. The accumulated stress should be killing her right now, but she must push forward, for this little colt's sake. "Don't worry one bit Anon, I'm sure in this new town, you'll make tons of friends, I promise!"
>Looking back up, Twilight has a heart-warming smile on with a glisten in her eyes.
>You suppose it wouldn't hurt to try and do it for her.
>What could possibly go wrong?
 
 
 
>You are now in Ponyville.
>It is quite the site to behold.
>Ponies with wings flying here and there as well has some random ponies walking and running every which way.
>The stores they have here are... a bit lackluster.
>No meat products means you'll have to find an alternative to feast upon.
~WE REQUIRE ONLY THE LIFEFORCE OF OTHER BEINGS, BE IT SENTIENT OR NOT~
"but meat tastes really good."
>"What was that Anon?" Twilight asks as she walks alongside you.
"Just talking to my voices is all." you answer.
>"Uhuh..." Twilight responds, unsure of what to say.
>Voices? Though she's never heard them since you've started walking down to the school, they seem to have their own conscious and talk to Anon now and again, since he nods or talks to himself every few minutes. He might be inquiring on the land and asking them. Whatever those voices are, they must know a lot. "Anon, do you have any questions I could answer perhaps?"
>You perk up and look at Twilight.
>You guess that she's been trying to listen in on your conversation to no avail.
"Why does your race vary in form?" you ask her.
>"Ah, you mean the pegasi  and unicorn, us ponies vary in form and the chances of being an earth pony, a unicorn, or a pegasus are completely random and mostly depend on your ancestry."
"So I am an earth pony?" you ask.
>"Yes, and though you might be considered 'just an earth pony', your kind tend to be superior in raw strength alone."
>Raw strength? That explains the powers of one of the voices, but what of the other voices?
>You might need to experiment with different forms in due time.
>But right now yo-MMMMFPHFPPHFPFHH.
>"Hey Twilight, who's this little cutie?" Pinkie asks as she hugs you.
>Twilight flinches in fear of what you might do, but...
>You feel something fluffy and soft engulf you.
>You don't know why this is happening, but you sense no ill intent from the unknown being.
>So you decide to hug it back, nuzzling the pink mass with confusing but understandable vigor.
>"Oh my! what a hubby." she exclaims as the hug intensifies.
>"Pinkie, can you please put my son down?" Twilight asks as she walks up to the two of you.
>"SON!" She yells at her "Who's the lucky stallion?! How come I wasn't invited to the wedding?! Why wasn't I the one to plan the wedding?!"
>"Pinkie calm down, there is no 'lucky stallion' and there was no wedding." Twilight explains to her friend. "Discord has chosen me as his caretaker and it's my job to help him make some friends."
>"OOOoooo, Discord put you up to it? Then that makes him the husband!"
>Twilight is taken aback from this revelation. "What?! No! I'm just taking care of him and that's all"
>"OOooooOOooo, then your like a baby sitter!"
>Twilight grows more frustrated by the second. "Ugghh, no it's not baby sitting either. I'm taking care of him by myself."
>Pinkie pouts and puts you back down on the ground.
>Looking at her now, you understand why it felt nice to hug her.
>A pink fluffy mane covers her head and her tail even fluffier.
>And she has a bright smile across her face as she talks to Twilight in awe of how she could possibly take care of a child.
>"... and then there's the endless amounts of love letters waiting by the door all addressed to your 'gentle-colt' as he is wisked away from your motherly embrace, only to scream out to the sky 'WHY, WHY MUST LOVE TORMENT ME SOhOHOOOOO!' and then you'll have no choice but to eat ice cream all day until family reunion!"
>"Pinkie, I'm pretty sure it will be 100 times better than what you just said. And besides, taking care of a colt shouldn't be that bad, especially since I'm a princess. If I let something like this get the better of me, then how am I supposed to call myself one?"
>"Mmm, mmm" Pinkie agrees, with a title like that, no pony would want it to be just for show.
>"Anyways Twilight, I gotta pick up a delivery from the train station, so I'll see ya lickity split!"
>"Alright, but be..." And she's gone... "careful...." Annnnnd she's back.
>"Oh my gosh, I almost forgot to ask for the little guy's name! What's your name?" she asks you.
"It is Anonymous." you answer.
>"EEnnOnnEEmouse? Eeehhh I'll just call you Nonny! Is that ok?"
"Whatever you prefer."
>"Okie Dokie Lokie!" And then she's off again.
>That was interesting.
>Like Discord, except without the changing and flashing, only the over-dramatic display of emotions.
>"And that is Pinkie Pie. She works at Sugar-Cube Corner a little bit near the center of the town. She's quite the party pony and she's the most energetic pony I've ever met."
>You nod and you both continue down the path towards the school grounds.
>A few trees are scattered around and there's a playground out to the left of the school.
>In fact, it seems to be recess at the moment, as a bunch of fillies and colts run around having fun.
>Some are on the swings and others play in the sandbox or on other contraptions.
>"Anon, you wait here while I talk to Miss Cheerilee inside, alright?"
"Yes."
>"Alright, I'll be back in a moment." And off she goes.
>While you wait, you decide to take a seat on the stairs as you watch all the fillies run around and play.
>Though two of them take notice of your presence and decide to walk towards you.
>They both have grins on their faces as they approach you.
>"Well well well, what do we have here Silver? A new filly in town?"
>"It seems so Diamond."
>These two seem to have an arrogant tone about them.
>Do they lust for power?
~BREAK THEIR SPIRIT~
>You do.
"What do you two young fillies want with me?"
>Diamond seems offended by this. "Young? Were the same exact age. Country hours rot your brain blank flank?"
>"Oooh good one." Silver aids her ego with assisted comments to her insults.
>It's clear now that they want dominance over you.
>It's too bad your not weak.
"Instead of wasting your time with me, how about you play, like the other fillies on this playground?"
>This time the grey one interjects. "And why would we want to do that then there's a fresh slab of meat right here?"
"Because unlike the other fillies around here, ~I don't like to play nice~"
>The two back away in fear as your left eye changes to that of a predator, eyeing its prey.
>A purple tint covers the outer rim as the center consists of a fire depth into nothingness.
>First they try to scream, and their throats get caught, then they try to talk out of it, their throats start to bulge and only choked cough is let out.
>And now they're running away as fast as their nubs can manage.
>You suppose it can't be helped, so you clear their throats of the growing eyes in their trachea.
>You hear screaming in the distance as Diamond and Silver run straight to town.
>Some fillies in the playground notice, but continue with their activities.
>And you continue to watch them with their activities.
>Though three fillies stand out.
>A yellow earth pony, a white unicorn, and an orange pegasus have worried looks on their faces.
>They must have watched from a distance.
>Luckily it was your right eye and not your left, because they don't appear to be piecing the events they saw together.
>But a few moments later your mother returns through the doors.
>"Alright, looks like everything's in order."
"So I'll be attending this school to learn about friends?"
>"Errr.... no, this is mostly to teach you the history and facts about this world, as well as basic social skills, which you will need to make friends!"
"Alright. I will do it."
>"Excellent. I'll be back at the castle once school is over, so come straight home when it's over alright uhmm... sweetheart?"
"I will."
>Twilight gives a warm smile before trotting away.
>So now it's time for school.