Title:           Anon's Story Part 2 The second longest Sunday of your life
Author:          YFNAnon
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First Edit:      Tuesday 13th of September 2016 11:25:04 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 2nd of January 2017 04:35:29 AM CDT

>Slowly making your way out of the room you can already feel that the atmosphere has changed drastically
>The white noise of fear is gone
>The warning bells in your head are now silent once more
>And there seem to be people meandering about here and there
>Looks like they're all back to normal
>That's good
>However the small feeling of dread you had before has only multiplied
>You were worried something would hurt Flash, and instead it seems Flash joined IT
>That Nihilem thing
>That nice thing that went out of its way to meet and greet you
>Boy, does it only spur your confidence to see something telling you it’s LETTING you get stronger just to eat you
>Almost makes you feel like you’re gonna die
>Good thing you’re not freaking out
>YOU’RECOMPLETELYFREAKINGOUT!
>Maybe it was shock, or perhaps you didn’t fully comprehend it just then
>But now that you’ve got a second to actually breathe
>It just said it was waiting to CONSUME you!
>You breathe in deeply trying to get a grip on yourself as you stand in the hallway
>You seem to stand there a little too long because Sunset rushes up behind you
>”Anon, are you POSITIVE you’re ok?”
>Rolling your shoulder you smile at the worried Sunset
“Yea, just thinking on how to explain what happened.”
>Sunset waves her hand as if to brush your concern off
>”Just tell them the truth; there was an incident on floor 42 and that we need assistance.”
>Well, that’s kinda the truth
>But also, like no
>No it’s not!
“You really think they’ll just believe there was some sort of accident that stopped the WHOLE hospital floor?”
>Sunset shrugs as Twilight follows in
>”You would be surprised what people will do to rationalize unexplained situations Anon.”
>While that’s true…
>Sunset points ahead
>"Besides, you may not have to."
 
>Looking ahead you notice a large group of people shuffling to and fro
>It seems some of the hospital staff is ordering around wounded and other staff
>As you advance towards the group you hear a loud voice directed in your direction
>”You there!”
>A loud voice beckons
>Please don’t be meant for you
>”The large green man in the grey hoodie!”
>Fuck
>You turn towards the voice to see a lady in a nurse outfit
>Wait, that’s probably just an actual nurse
>”We need to get you looked at right away!”
>You open your mouth to protest but Rarity cuts you off
>”Go with her darling, we’ll find the others and rendezvous with you.”
>Looking at the other two Sunset and Twilight both give you a nod
>Giving them a thumbs up you step towards the nurse
>Only for her to grab for your arm
>”Come on now, if those get infected it won’t be pretty!”
>Aw it’s not THAT ba—
>FUCK!
>The second she puts pressure on your arm sharp pain courses through it
>That’s totally fine
>She must’ve noticed your grimace and internal screaming because she looks a whole lot more concerned
>”If it’s causing THAT much pain when I’m not even touching the affected area then we need to hurry up.”
>Oh please be gentle
.
.
.
>You stir from sleep due to a particularly hardy chuckle next to you
>What the hell?
>Oh right, you’re currently sitting in the lounge watching Night Court with an elderly gentleman next to you
>Turns out the bites weren’t too bad; just needed to be cleaned and bandaged
>Though that didn’t save your hoodie from being thrown out
>Now you only have a tank top
>Anyways, quickly performing first aid, the nurse then told you to sit in the lounge until this was all sorted out
>Then you kinda took a small nap
>At least the pain in your arm and in your shoulder has been subdued for now
>You feel a bit bad for falling asleep instead of looking for everyone
>But hey, no time like the present
 
>You let out a deep sigh
>You really could go for round two with the sandman
>But that’ll have to wait, too much needs to be done
>You lightly slap your face a few times to give you a much needed jolt
>Nodding and bracing your arms on your legs you commence the strenuous effort needed to stand
>It’s always getting up that’s the hardest
>Stretching a bit you survey the room
>Seems everything’s a little less hectic now
>Almost looks back to normal, if not for the overflow of people in the lounge
>Heading off to a less busy section of the lounge you pull out your phone
>Luckily it’s still in one piece
>You take note of the time
>12:12PM
>Oh shit, seems you took a couple hour nap
>Swiping open your phone you appear to have several new messages
>One from an unknown number and one from Luna
>You check Luna’s first
>10:36AM
>”Anon, it seems that Tia and I will be held up once again. I’m sorry to do this, but we will have to postpone our meeting once more. Please stay safe for the time being, see you soon.”
>Well shit
>That doesn’t sound good
>You also notice it doesn’t say when they’ll try to meet up with you
>What in the hell are those two doing?
>You decide to check the mystery texter in the mean time
>Oh, it’s not just one
>11:46AM
>”Hey Anon, it’s Sunset! \(^-^)”
>Well that mystery was solved pretty fast
>”I asked Rarity to give me your phone number, hope you don’t mind! <(>-<)>”
>You're noticing a pattern with these texts
>12:06PM
>”But anyways, we found the rest of the girls! So once you get finished up you can meet us in the cafeteria! (^o^)/”
>Well that’s lucky
>Hopefully they haven’t left yet and started looking for you
>Better get down to the cafeteria quickly
>Your stomach grumbles at the thought of food
>Wonder if they have good tendies?
 
>”Whacha doooin Sunny?”
>Looking up from your phone you get a face full of pink fluff
>Smiling and pushing it out of your face you answer
“Just got done telling Anon where we are.”
>Pinkie gives some confirming hums while nodding before going back to ravenously attacking her ice cream sundae
>You wish you could pack away the cream like her
>Looking around the table you feel a bit at ease with the familiar scene
>Rainbow is bragging about how awesome her distraction was to AJ
>Rarity is checking her phone as she daintily picks at her salad
>Twilight is reading some strange book with a language you don’t know on it
>Wait, did she just turn the pages the wrong way?
>Shaking your head you see Fluttershy is munching away blissfully at her egg salad sandwich
>And Pinkie is licking her lips while her spoon spins around the empty sundae bowl
>Giving her stomach a soft pat she leans back in her chair with a content smile
>It’s nice to see that even with all the stuff that’s going on, the girls can still live their lives normally
>That thought alone brings a small smile to your face
>You decide to dig into your grilled cheese and soup before hearing Rarity sigh theatrically
>You cock an eyebrow while dipping your sandwich into the soup
“What’s up?”
>It looks like Rarity has everyone’s attention
>”Well it’s just; I have a question for all of you…”
>Her face suddenly goes deathly serious
>”Tell me girls, what do you think of Anon?”
>What?
>Looking around it doesn’t appear you’re the only one caught off guard by that
 
>Rarity leans over the table
>”I just want to know how everyone really FEELS about Anon.”
>Rainbow shrugs
>”He seems alright I guess. We don’t really know much about him.”
>Fluttershy nods
>”H-he’s nice, but I agree that we don’t know him very well…”
>”Well if we wish to acquire more data on hi—”
>Twilight starts coughing before talking once more in a noticeably deeper voice
>”I mean, it’s not as though I like the pest or anything…”
>You’re not the only one who cocks an eyebrow at that
>AJ takes her hat off and places it on her chest
>”Well, ah for one trust that Anon is a good person.”
>Rarity is practically face to face with AJ
>”Dear, I didn’t ask if you could trust him; I asked how you FEEL about Anon. Tell me EVERYTHING.”
>AJ tries to hide behind her hat as she stammers
>”Ah, uh, well ah just uh, think that Anon might be, uh…”
>Pinkie interjects happily
>”Ohhh, do you wanna play charades in the dark with him, dance the hokey pokey all night long with him, OR oh, maybe you want to submerge him in a tub of jell-o slowly eating around him until you find his thic—”
>She stops going into her very in depth fantasy about Anon when she realizes no one’s talking anymore
>No, now everyone has stopped talking altogether and is staring at her
>”What? I was just going to say his thick long p—”
“Pinkie!”
>”Pool noodle.”
>What?
>Pinkie pulls out a Daring Do figure painted green like Anon, a cup of jell-o, and a straw
>”You know, those long noodle oodles you ride on in pools? Like that but in a bathtub full of jell-o!”
>She demonstrates with the figure riding the straw in the cup of jell-o
>”See!”
>The figure jiggles as it’s embedded into the jell-o with a straw between its legs
 
>The silence is all but destroyed as everyone bursts out laughing
>Even you can’t help but laugh
>”Dear I don’t think anyone but YOU would do something like that.”
>”Ah’ll say, Pinkie that’s down right crazier than a Big Mac in a tutu!”
>”Maayyybbee you should lay off the jell-o Pinkie!”
>”That’s a highly amusing image you paint Pinkie.”
>”W-what color of jell-o? Ifyoudon’tmindmeasking…”
>Between gasping from laughing you manage to squeeze out
“Never change Pinkie, never change.”
>Pinkie leans in close to Fluttershy and whispers something
>And now Fluttershy is blushing profusely behind her bangs
>The laughter settles down as everyone seems to be back to a much happier mood
>Rarity smiles bashfully
>”Sorry if I got a tad overzealous there Applejack, I just want to know…”
>AJ gives Rarity a hug that she warmly returns
>”It’s alright sugarcube, I get it.”
>It’s good to see Rarity calm down
>But now that she does mention it…
>What DO you think of Anon?
>You’ve been thinking a LOT about him recently
>Granted, you did somewhat force him into your life like an ill-fitting puzzle piece
>But still, even then you’ve been thinking a bit much about him
>You can’t help but feel odd not knowing exactly why you want to bring him into your life
>Why are you so fixated on him?
>Is it really because you can emphasize with his situation?
>Empathy doesn’t make you go THIS far
>Maybe a way of atonement?
>No, you went through that last night
>Or because you just hope he’ll help you while you help him?
>That doesn’t sound right…
>But you can’t think of any other reasons you are
>Perhaps this really is just simple empathy?
>Or maybe it’s something more…
 
>You breathe in the delectably fresh scent of tendies in the after noon
>You leave the line having paid for your tendies
>Now you’re having a problem you haven’t had in a looooonnnnggg time
>You have to find your friends(?) in this big bustling lunchroom
>Fuck, it feels like everyone is staring at your dumb mug as you scan the crowd
>You know that they’re not, but you still feel like it
>However stressful as it is you stand firm
>And by that you mean you just stand like an autist in the corner as you look for Sunset and co
>Luckily you don’t have to stand there for long
>Off in the distance you see the familiar swirl of a certain breakfast item haired girl
>Thank god for their very vibrant color schemed hair
>Walking quickly you make a b line for their table
>Only to slow down after you hear Rarity
>”Dear, I didn’t ask if you could trust him; I asked how you FEEL about Anon. Tell me EVERYTHING.”
>Nani?
>Are they talking about you?
>Oh, you’ve got to hear this
>Sneaking a bit you see Applejack trying to hide behind her hat as Rarity practically breathes down her neck
>Until Pinkie butts in
>”Ohhh, do you wanna play charades in the dark with him, dance the hokey pokey all night long with him, OR oh, maybe you want to submerge him in a tub of jell-o slowly eating around him until you find his thic—”
>Woah, what the hell Pinks?
>It seems everyone else thinks like you
>Refocusing it seems Sunset is interrupting Pinkie
>”Pool noodle.”
>Wait what?
>Pinkie pulls out a green figure, a jell-o cup, and a straw
>Oh what the fuck?
>Everyone starts laughing as you resume your normal walk towards them
>What in the hells is this even?
>Maybe you shouldn’t ask…
 
>As you finally get to the table Applejack and Rarity are hugging while everyone resumes eating and conversing
>At least until you sit down seated in between a pondering Sunset and bouncing Pinkie
>Suddenly when you’re seated all eyes are on you
>You stare back at everyone
>Dude, icebreaker!
>Dig up that old French you learned in freshman year!
“Uh, quoi de nuef?”
>Still got it
>You flash a hopefully charming smile as everyone blinks in response
>Rarity however smiles seductively and gives you the bedroom eyes
>You think, you’re not exactly great at the whole judging others thing
>”C’est bon, maintenant que vous estes ici…”
>Oh jeez
>It’s great, and something that has to do with you?
>Twilight’s face lights up as well
>”Je ne savis pas que vous parlez francais, Anon!”
>Oh fuck, what?
>Something she doesn’t and you speaking French?
>Wow, you’ve forgotten how much you suck at French
>You audibly gulp as and shrug with a smile as you contemplate what to even say
>Why didn’t you just say, “what’s up?”
>No you had to be cool and try another language, you barely understand, and can’t remember half of what little you learned
>And now you’re in the presence of two people who probably speak it fluently!
>You really should’ve kept up with your studies
>But it’s so hard to practice pronunciation on your own!
>Maybe you can just casually switch back to engl—
>Rarity turns to Twilight her words cutting into your thoughts
>”Mais bein sur, Anon est un grand monsieur!”
>Something good and you are a great mister?
>Oh that probably means gentleman…
>You need to end this before they start asking you questi—
>Rainbow sways her head as if in a trance
>”C-can we stop with the fancy talk? You guys are making my head hurt!”
>Thank god for you skittles!
 
>It’s a bit surprising that Anon of all people speaks French
>It’s still jarring how similar it is to Prench
>Too bad modern languages were never your forte
>Wait isn’t that Pr-french?
>You cut off your train of thought as you look to Anon
>You can’t help but notice the visible relief on Anon’s face after Rainbow asked that
>Anon waves his hand with a smile
>”Yea sorry bout that, just meant to ask, what’s up?”
>Rarity smiles slightly shaking her head
>”Oh please darling, there’s no need to apologize just because SOME of us here aren’t as sophisticated!”
>Twilight interjects quickly
>”Maybe not so much as being sophisticated, but no one should ever be afraid to show off their knowledge!”
>Anon waves his arms frantically in front of him
>”Oh nononono, let’s uh, just keep it English how bout we?”
>Rarity just shrugs while AJ suddenly goes wide eyed
>”Ah was caught off guard by the greetin, but now that ah git a closer look at you, what the heck happened to ya Anon?”
>Anon raise an eyebrow before looking down at himself
>Now the other three who weren’t there seems to notice the bandages as well
>”Dude, that looks brutal, how’d you get it?!”
>”A-are you ok?”
>”Wow Nons, did you take a special beam cannon to the chest too?”
>Anon looks back up at the questioning glances bashfully
>”It wasn’t really anything… I just uh, got beat up a little fighting a couple pawns is all.”
>Wait, did he really say that?
“Wasn’t really anything?”
>Doesn’t seem like you’re the only one who has something to say
>”Darling you’re being too modest!”
>”Indeed, it was more than a couple…”
>Anon stares into his chicken tenders as if to seek counsel from them
 
>Rainbow’s interest peaked; she leans forward over the table
>”What do you mean more than a couple, like did he take on three or four of em?”
>You shake your head
“Try six, in under the amount of time it took me to catch up with him taking off down the hall.”
>AJ let’s out a low whistle while Rainbow goes wide eyed
>”Holy shit Anon, you took out SIX guys like that?!”
>”That’s mighty impressive.”
>”I hope you weren’t too rough on them…”
>”Wowie Nonny, I thought you were tough, but I didn't think you were THAT tough!”
>Anon sort of shrugs looking a bit defeated
>”Ok, maybe it was six, and MAYBE I took them all out quickly, but honestly I just sorta snapped.”
>Snapped?
“What do you mean Anon?”
>He looks down to his untouched chicken tenders before grabbing one
>”I dunno, one second I was antsy, and then seeing them… I just got REALLY angry.”
>He slowly takes a bit out of it and continues after swallowing
>”It was weird, like I felt like I NEEDED to hurt them before they hurt me…”
>That sounds horrible…
>Fluttershy speaks out quietly
>”You didn’t hurt them too bad did you?”
>Anon looks a bit guilty
>”I don’t know…”
>Twilight, surprisingly, comforts Anon
>”You needn't worry too much Anon, people have been known to snap like that under extreme pressure.”
>That’s right!
“She’s right, if you met more than a couple of their gazes at once, I bet that’d be enough to send anyone over the edge!”
>Anon doesn’t look too convinced, but Twilight continues on
>”Besides, I don’t think you even have a reason to worry about them, after all, where do you think they went after we left the source of magic?”
 
>Oh shit, didn’t think of that
>You can feel your lips pull back as a smile you can’t contain burst through
”Hey, I didn’t think of that! They probably just got up and got some help after the Nihilem left.”
>You start eating your tendies with renewed vigor
>Several of the girls give you sort “yeses”, and “of course”
>But it seems Sunset caught on to your slip-up
>”Wait, what do you mean, left?”
>Shiza!
>Well, guess you needed to explain this anyways…
>You take a deep breath as you construct a finger pyramid with your hands
“Weeellll, heh heh, I may or may not have actually beaten the conduit, sortaaaa…”
>You’re only met with silence
>Well that went better than expe—
>”WHAT!?”
>Or not
>Looks like that yell drew the attention of several of the neighboring tables
>Giving them a sheepish wave however is all it takes for them to go back to their business
>You turn to Sunset who seems to be panicking
>Just a little bit
>”Anon, I thought YOU took on the conduit in a different plane! Isn’t that why you face planted after we stepped into an empty room!?!”
>Well you could see why she’d think that
>No wait, actually you don’t
“You got the uh, different plane part right, and the whole meeting him on it. BUT you’re bit off with just about the rest of it…”
>Sunset grabs your shoulders forcefully with a crazed look in her eyes
>Oh Jimmy John Christmas, what fresh hell is this?
>”Anon, you need to tell me EXACTLY what happened in there!”
>Nodding slowly she let’s go of you
>Looking to the others for help they seem a bit taken aback as well
>Well except pinkie, she’s playing with that green painted Daring Do figure riding the straw in the sea of jell-o
>Wait a sec, is that “Anon” written on it?
 
>Shaking your head you look refocus your attention on Sunset
“Man, if you didn’t like to hear that, just wait until I tell you this…”
>The girls all lean in a bit while you regale them with the tale of your honorable battle against the forces of EVI—
>Ok, you tell them that you basically got told you’re a little babby fish and the fisher threw you back into the river
>Their reactions are a mix of wonder, horror, and laughter
>The laughter mostly coming from Pinkie as she jiggles her jell-o embed Anon toy
>Sunset seems like she might pop a blood vessel though
>So that’s something
>”This is BAD, B A D bad Anon!”
>You pretty much agree with her, but lik—
>Twilight steals your thunder before you can even think it fully
>”Be that as it may, if Nihilem is as powerful as you and Anon attest, then we should be happy that Anon managed to escape unharmed.”
>The others nod in agreement with Fluttershy giving you something new to worry about
>”Y-yea! After all, who knows what sort of THINGS the Nihilem could’ve done to Anon...”
>You should really not think too hard on that
>Sunset shakes her head
>”We need to get Celestia’s help on this one girls! And Anon…”
>Aw, it’s nice to be included, but
“Yea about that, she and Luna are busy for the foreseeable future.”
>Sunset looks at you like you grew a second head
>”How do you even know that? No wait, it doesn’t matter, I mean MY Celestia!”
>Oh right, magic horsy princess Celestia
>”I’m going to have to go pay them a visit, NOW!”
>Sunset shoots up like Solarie would if someone just told him that they’re handing out free life time supplies of SunnyD
>However the one who stops her is, surprisingly, Rainbow
 
>”Don’t you think we have something bigger to worry about Sunset?”
>Sunset stops standing there and staring at Rainbow
>”You don’t understand, this IS BA—”
>Rainbow cuts her off
>”Yes, we all know it’s bad, but didn’t Anon say the Nihilem mentioned something near the end?”
>Is she talking about the taunts?
>It’s probably the taunts
>Sunset slams her hands on the table
>”What could be WORSE than the Nihilem!?!”
>Wait, oh yea
>You’re fuckin stupid sometimes
“The SINs he was talking about, right?”
>Rainbow nods with a serious expression
>”The Nihilem thing straight up told Anon that it’s not going to touch Anon until he beats these SINs.”
>Well yea, but it cou—
>”But it could be lying to take Anon by surprise!”
>Shit, everyone’s stealing your thunder today
>Applejack scratches her chin
>”Ifin Anon really WAS at Nihilem’s mercy, and he WAS just gonna hurt Anon, why didn’t he just do it then?”
>That’s a good point actually
>Sunset’s fire seems to be dying down
>”Well, yea, but…”
>Pinkie stands seeming to be about as serious as when you shared a cupcake
>”Sunny, remember EVERYONE knows you have to bake the cake and decorate it BEFORE you eat it; only an idiot would eat it before it’s finished!”
>That’s a… rather fitting analogy in this case
>Rainbow holds up her hands
>”I’m not saying to NOT contact Celestia, but I AM saying that we should worry about what’s here and now.”
>Fluttershy emphasizes her point by whispering after her
>”T-the SINs…”
>Spoopy
>Sunset sits back down and sighs
>”You’re all right, I shouldn’t just look at the big problem and ignore the little ones…”
>Well, little in comparison to the big
>You get the feeling that the SINs or whatever won’t quite be pushovers themselves
 
>Twilight coughs into her hand
>”While that is all well and good, but where would we even start investigating these SINs?”
>No one seems to have an answer
>At least one they’d actually suggest
>You have to admit, that is a good point
>While you didn’t want to bank on Flash being attacked, it looks like, unfortunately for you, you were right
>And that was pretty much your only lead
>Wait no it wasn’t
>You know that Chrissy and Sombra are going to be up to no good in YOUR neighborhood!
>Well, they’re doing something near water at midnight tonight
>But what and where?
>Maybe the others could come up with ideas?
“Well, there is a led I might have.”
>All eyes gravitate towards you
>Sunset gives you the go on hand wave
“I might’ve met a really hot bad girl who’s up to something with a drug dealer(?) tonight at midnight near the waterfront.”
>You get nothing but blank stares all around
>No wait, Applejack and Rainbow’s mouths are agape
>What’s up with everyone?
>It’s not as thou—
>Oh fuck, you haven’t told them about yesterday and this morning have you?
>Whoopsie
>You open your mouth to defend yourself before Rarity opens her mouth
>”I, I didn’t realize you were one to keep company with the likes of drug dealers…”
>W-wait someone give you a chance to defend yourself here
>Rainbow shakes her head with her arms crossed
>”I KNEW those muscles were fake, I just didn’t want to believe it.”
>One your muscles are NOT fake, and tw—
>Applejack locks eyes with you casting a disapproving glance
>”Guess we REALLY didn’t know Anon that well.”
>C-come on now not you too Applejack
 
>Pinkie shakes her head with hair a bit deflated
>”Nonny, you should be chasing a sugar high…”
>Wait yo—
>Twilight finger guns you sadly
>”Drugs are cool, if you’re a FOOL.”
>Ok even that was a bi—
>”I-I guess everyone has their vices…”
>Oi, even Buttershy?
>Sunset grabs your face and turns you toward her
>”We will help you kick your drug habit Anon, but right now we need to focus on the SINs.”
>Wait, when did it go from hanging out with drug dealers to abusing drugs!?!
>No that’s not the important part right now!
>You tear your face from Sunset’s soft, warm, lov—
>GETTING OFF TRACK
>Convince them they’re wrong!
“I do NOT have a drug problem!”
>You form a big X with your arms to put emphasis on the NOT
>Sunset puts a calm hand on your shoulder
>”I know it’s hard to admit that you’re wrong, and that it’s your fault… But the first step IS admittance!”
>Now she hugging you
>Flutter shy stands up and walks towards you
>”D-don’t worry Anon, we can help you kick this habit TOGETHER.”
>And now she’s ALSO hugging you
>Pinkie stands
>”Yea, because that’s what FRIENDS are for!”
>Now Pinkie’s hugging you!
>”Even in your lowest low, they’ll always be there for you.”
>Wait what?
>”Yea, we’ll make you EARN a drug-free life!”
>NANI?!
>Now Applejack and Rainbow have joined the hug Anon party
>”What kind of lady would abandon her knight in his time of need?”
>Add one Rarity to that party
>”It’s hard, but statistically, if you have friends there to support you, you WILL kick the cancer known as drugs.”
>And a dash of Twilight
>Now EVERYONE’S invited to the hug Anon party!
>You heave a deep sigh as the girls tighten their embrace
>Fuck it
>Just enjoy the hug before you straighten all this out
 
“And THAT’S what happened to me yesterday and earlier this morning.”
>You begin to pick at your slightly less fresh tendies to give everyone time as they processes what you’ve told them
>It’s hard to believe that all happened so recently
>And more happenings just keep lining up one after another
>Biting into one of your tendies Sunset is the first to speak up
>”Well first off Anon, in Equestria Jordan is called a changeling not a shapeshiftling.”
>That sounds way lamer than your name, but whatever
>”And second off, aside the whole changeling me shooting you and Chissy thing; this just got a whole lot WORSE…”
>Sunset’s head hits the table with a thud
>Damn girl
>She may not have gone full force, but there was quite the audible thud
>Maybe you should as—
>”What I want to know is how you could POSSIBLY think it was normal for our dear Pinkie to be trying to seduce you, uh no offense.”
>Rarity flashes Pinkie the pearly whites, while Pinkie just shrugs
>Well that’s a rathe—
>”Eh, none taken.”
>Pinkie then shifts her gaze to you
>”But yea, why were you fooled into eating ME up like eye candy Noooooonnnnyyyy?”
>Uh, oh can we not do this righ—
>Rainbow stares into the center of the table and voices her thoughts luckily drawing attention from you
>”What I want to know is who the heck those CPPP guys were.”
>Discount power rangers maybe?
>Applejack nods propping her hat up with her thumb
>”Yea, and why they want to bring in Anon.”
>That might be a good thing to know too
>Fluttershy seems to be panicking a little
>Well, shifting in her seat and saying little “oh no, oh dear”s
>”You didn't just leave Jordan alone in your apartment, did you? What if the poor little thing hurts itself?”
>Well shit, you just figured it would take a nap all safe and snug in one of your sweaters
 
>Twilight puts away her small book
>Wait is that Sailor Moon?
>She proceeds to pulls out a calculator and notebook out of her backpack
>Now she's scribbling down numbers and punching into the calculator with stunning speed
>”If what you’ve told us is true, then that would certainly help explain the sudden influx of magic effecting Canterlot…”
>Now THAT gets everyone’s attention
>Even Sunset is up from her little sadness party
“What do you mean Twilight?”
>All eyes are on her as she stops scribbling and looks up to meet everyone’s gaze
>Right before blinking and hiding behind her notebook
>”I, uh, well… I’mnotsupposedtotellallofyou…”
>Now Sunset is right next to her
>”Twilight, what did we say about messing with magic…”
>What that Friendship games thing?
>That happened a loooonnggg time ago
>You’re sure she learned her less—
>Wait, that was like four months before you transferred here wasn’t it?
>Oh bugger
>And now Pinkie is on Twilight’s other side
>”And keeping secrets from your friends, that’s super duppity upper not cool!”
>But wait, what if you pinkie promise someone to not tell anyon—
>She turns to you sternly
>”That’s completely different Non-non and you know it!”
>Uhh, o-ok…
>She turns back to the trembling form that is the hiding Twilight
>”I-I can’t, they told me to keep it between us!”
>That only increases our desire to know more you fool!
>Sunset places a hand on Twilight’s chin and turns it to face her
>”Come on, if not because we ask, then why not for Anon?”
>For you?
>She turns Twilight’s head to you
>”Just look at him, he’s never even seen magic before Flash happened… And now he has to go hoov-toe to toe with all these magical villains.”
 
>You raise an eyebrow as Sunset continues
>”He’s been beaten almost to death, mauled, and shot, all in the last few DAYS! Don’t you think you owe it to him to at least tell him what he’s dealing with?”
>Wait
>Is Sunset using your suffering to force Twilight to spill the beans?
>Clever girl
>Twilight averts her gaze from you as she stumbles over her words
>”B-but I coul-shouldn’t do it. It would be a gra-gross violation of their trust in me…”
>Sunset looks from Twilight to you giving you the go on sign again
>But why?
>She mouths something to you
>Senpai sit up?
>Oh, probably ham it up
>Acting roll!
>You wink to her and begin the ham with a deeper than usual voice
“I-it’s alright Twi… I know you, wouldn’t want to violate your friends…”
>Wow that came out wrong
>Before anyone can ask “what the hell?” you continue
“I, I just hope I’ll be able to, defeat the SINs… After all, I’m going to need every advantage I can get…”
>You cover the side of your face Twilight can see and inhale sharply
>Your voice comes out sounding like it’s a slightly pained whimper
“Because I just don’t know if I can do it…”
>You make eye contact with Rarity to gauge how you’re doi—
>Oh god, is that a “are you for real now?” face?
>Shit, are you fucking it up?!?
>You thought you were doing pretty well
>Shit shit, what do you d—
>”I’m so sorry Anon!”
>Nani?
>You feel a pair of arms wrap around your BAD shoulder and a soft sensation against your good one
>NANI!?!
>”You’re just trying to be our prince and mamoru all of our smiles!”
>Oh fucking christ Twilight
>You don’t know if you should feel bad that she’s a massive weeaboo, or that you know exactly what she’s alluding to
 
>It seems that everyone else is more than surprised your “acting” was able to convince Twilight
>Speaking of the little weeb
>You can feel wet warmth on your left shoulder now
>Is she really crying?
>You look down to a blubbering Twilight practically smashing her face into your shoulder
>Yep she is
>”I-I’ll t-tell you everything!”
>Ok this is a little awkward now
>You cough slightly looking to the others
>Hopefully they interpret it as a sign for help
>And no one is doing anything
>Everyone is just sharing awkward glances with you and looking away
>What, do they want YOU to do something?
>Shit, what’s something a weeb would calm down to?
>Head patting?
>Fuck it
>You reach rightie over and gently smooth out Twilight’s frizzled hair
>It’s not fully doing it for her it seems
>You sigh a bit
>Time to reveal your powerlevel to her
>Oh joy
>You lean into her head a bit while petting and barely whisper to her
“Idaro idaro…”
>God you hope no one else heard that
>You hear Twi sniffle and stop crying
>Thank fuck
>Now maybe you can al—
>What was that?
>You can hear her faintly whisper something
>Oh god what now?
>She finally just reaches the volume for you to hear her
>”Honto ni?”
>FUCKING WEEBLIGHT
>It takes everything you have to not just groan out loud
>Gritting your teeth you whisper back
>”Hai, honto...”
>You know, you never thought you’d think it but…
>You really miss when Twilight was trying to be cool
>A horridly morbid thought occurs to you
>What if this is “cool” for her?
>Dear god, what if she just looked up what’s cool on the internet?
>Is this why she’s a massive weeb?
>You didn’t smell weeb on her before
>No, just cringe
 
>Twilight finally let’s go with a smile
>BUT NOT BEFORE WHISPERING TO YOU
>”Arigato gozimasu, Anon-kun!”
>You can’t handle this
>No, you REFUSE to handle this!
>As you have a mini aneurysm, the other exchange worried glances
>Twilight picks up her notebook and clears her throat while wiping away some stray tears
>”Alright, I didn’t want to before, and I didn’t think I needed to…”
>She looks over all of you with her gaze ending on you
>”But it’s obvious to me that I can’t be silent any longer!”
>Please, just get on with it already!
>She places her notebook in the center of the table
>Looks like a bunch of numbers and a line graph that steadily goes up
>At least until a couple months ago where it just spikes up and keeps rising
>”Celestia and Luna have been having me monitor magic levels in Canterlot ever since the Friendship Games…”
>Oh, so you’ve been monitoring it for 6 or so months and this is the da—
“WAIT, HOLD UP!”
>Everyone turns to you
“Did you just say Celestia and Luna asked you to?”
>Twilight nods slowly
>”It surprised me too; apparently they used to do so as well, but were now more inclined for me do so.”
>Everyone else has the same look you do
>The desire to know more
>Sunset speaks up
>“Did they tell you why they wanted you to monitor the magic levels?”
>Twilight shakes her head solemnly
>”I wasn’t privy to that information… But looking back on it now, this may be why they went to investigate after we told them about the cafeteria incident.”
>Well that’s kinda helpful
 
>Now you know why they keep pushing back the meeting and not informing you of anything
>They’re off investigating magic BS like you!
>Maybe you should just tell them what you know?
>Wait, Celestia and Luna are your pseudo parents now
>That means if they hear about you…
>Memories of the past 24 hours flash in your head
>Yea, if they were worried before…
>Well you know, since you’ve been
>Pretty much seduced
>Shot
>Mind invaded
>Committed monster genocide
>Mauled
>And told you’re not even a fitting meal yet
>All great things to tell your parents about
>You’re sure they would only take the most calculated of measures as calmly as they possib—
>Yea-no
>They’ll fuckin go into a nuclear meltdown hearing about your day
>So maybe you should just wait for them to talk to YOU in the indefinite future
>You heave another in a series of heavy sighs
“Well, it clears up some stuff, kinda…”
>Sunset nods slightly
>”Yes it does, but now for the real question…”
>She looks to each of you
>”What do we do now?”
>Yea, you’re still working on that
>Wait, what fucking got you into this entire having to explain yourself, dumbass!
>You slap the table
“We have to figure out what Chrissy and Sombra are up to TONIGHT.”
>Several girls jump at your declaration
>But as what you said sinks in, so does the realization of how much you don’t know
>Applejack breaks the silence
>”Well, what did ya say they said yesterday?”
>You clear your throat
“Sombra needed Chrissy’s changelings somewhere at midnight, it’s near the waterfront, and they have a distraction around there going on till 2am.”
 
>They all nod, but still no one has any ideas
>Twilight holds a finger up
>”There has to be something we’re missing, something that’ll make everything crystal clear…”
>Yea, someone tell you something you don—
>Wait a goddamn minute
>You grab pinkie
“Pinkie how long is the party at the docks supposed to be tonight?”
>She looks up to the left and then back to you with a smile
>”They usually wind down around 2, but most people stay till 3, why?”
>You grab Twilight’s pen and open the note book to a fresh page
>”So, we know for certain they’re doing something at midnight until 2am.”
>You draw a clock with 12 to 2 shaded in
“And that it’s somewhere near the waterfront, yea?”
>You draw waves
“We also know they’re using changelings to infiltrate somewhere.”
>You draw a meaner looking Jordan
“What are changelings really good at?”
>No one says anything until Sunset speaks up
>”Changing into other people?”
>You nod
“Yea, like say, security personnel?”
>She shrugs
“So if you were to see a changeling disguised as Bob the night shift guard, you wouldn’t know the difference would you?”
>They all shake their heads uncertain
“So if changeling Bob wanted to steal something, he could just let in his friends to clean house?”
>They nod in agreement
>You get the biggest smile you’ve had in a long time
“Do we happen to know any cases of theft that have, oh I dunno, seemed like someone just walked through security no problem?”
>No one catches on for a moment
>That is until you see a sparkle in Rarity’s eye
>”The Crystal Miner Gang ruffians!”
>You give her a thumbs up
“Exactly!”
 
>Rainbow scratches her head and stares at your doodles
“Ok, so we figured out the changelings are the Crystal Miners Gang; what’s the big deal?”
>You smile only intensifies
“We know the close proximity of the crime; we know the time it’ll occur, and we know their MO.”
>You fold your arms as the light bulb goes on over Twilight
“In other words…”
>”We can narrow down the potential locations of the planned heist.”
>You point a finger gun at Twilight
“And bingo was his nameo, heyo!”
>Everyone except Twilight looks at you like you grew a second head
>She’s already pulled out her phone and is frantically typing away
“Whatever, you guys get it!”
>Applejack bites her thumb
>“But ain’t that downtown? There’s gotta be a couple of places that sell crystals around the wate—”
>”There’s only one close enough to the waterfront and the warehouses!”
>Well that’s lucky
>Twilight turns her phone towards the rest of you and proudly proclaims
>“Fancy Pants and Co!”
>Oh, you passed that place on the way there last night didn’t you?
>Sunset smiles
>”Then we know what we have to do right?”
>Go to Fanc—
>“Go to the party and make sure their “distraction” doesn’t hurt anyone!”
“Fucking what?”
>You don’t seem to be the only one thinking that
>Rainbow, Applejack, and Rarity also look like they’re confused
>Sunset looks to you sharing the same look
>”What do you mean fucking what?”
>Heh heh, Sunset swearing is weird
“Obviously we have to stop Sombra’s plan!”
>Sunset holds her hands up in a “what are you stupid?” kinda way
>”We HAVE to make sure no one gets hurt!”
 
>Rainbow responds before you can
>”What are you talking about?! We NEED to stop Sombra’s plans! What if he gets something that lets him hurt MORE people!”
>Pinkie stands and walks over to Sunset’s left shaking her head
>”No, we need to make sure the party goes off without anyone getting hurt!”
>Fluttershy nods
>”We can’t let anyone get hurt if we can do something about it…”
>Rarity shakes her head a bit too frantically
>”We can’t LET them steal all those precious gems!”
>Twilight furrows her brow
>”While I’m sure Sombra has a plan for all that expensive jewelry, it’s just that, jewelry. We need to protect something much more valuable, people.”
>Applejack crosses her arms with a huff
>”We can’t just let this varmit git away with it without a fight!”
>You nod staring at Sunset
“I can’t stand by and let them commit their schemes with no resistance; especially when we know when and where they’ll commit them!”
>You clench your fist tightly
“We have to show them that Canterlot has people that WILL stop them!”
>Sunset stares into your eyes, a righteous flame blazing within them
>”We can always stop Sombra later, but we can’t save anybody if we aren’t there in time TO save them!”
>The atmosphere has now grown tense
>Looks like everyone feels strongly on this one way or another
>Almost as if a line have been drawn in the sand
>You, Rainbow, Applejack, and Rarity on one side
>Sunset, Fluttershy, Twilight, and Pinkie on the other
>That’s four per side
>No way to vote what to do
>You could split up, but do you want to risk it?
>Before you can think any other suggestions Sunset frowns while relaxing her stiff posture
>”I guess we’ll just have to go to both of them, huh?”
 
>You still don’t feel that too good about that
>Applejack and Rainbow seem like offensive tank/dps types
>But they’re both on your side
>You know, with you the guy who can take care of himse—
>Pfft, you can’t even finish that thought seriously
>But, you would feel better if there was at least one person on Sunset’s side that seemed
>Well, like they could put up a fight
>Maybe you’re underestimating them?
>After all, they WERE able to bring down two raging she-demons and three sirens
>Well, they also had princess horsy version of weeblight
>Sunset seems to notice your inner turmoil and smiles softly
>”Don’t worry about us Anon; we can handle anything that Sombra throws at us!”
>She tries to reassure(?) you by striking a boxing pose and throwing a few jabs
>It’s adorable, but not reassuring
>Twilight smiles giddily
>”This might give me a chance to use some new things I’ve been cooking up for us!”
>Everyone turns to her more than a little concerned
>To which she smiles sheepishly
>”I made some items to help combat magic should we ever face it once more; I figured it was the least I could do since the Friendship Games incident…”
>Pinkie wraps her arms around Twilight in a warm embrace
>”We already forgave you for that silly Twily!”
>Twilight’s smile melts into Pinkie’s loving hug
>Sunset nods
>”Then that settles it, we’ll split up and handle both areas.”
>She points to you
>”You along with Rainbow, AJ, and Rarity will handle Fancy Pants and Co.”
>She points to herself
>”Then Twilight, Fluttershy, Pinkie, and I will make sure the party goes smoothly.”
 
>Everyone doesn’t seem to have a problem with that
>But you still feel like something is nagging you in the back of your head
>Sunset looks to Twilight
>”So when can you get the gear you made ready?”
>Twilight takes a moment to ponder before meeting Sunset’s gaze
>”Sometime tonight, if I start work right after leaving I should be able to get the adjustments done in time for everyone to “suit up” as they say.”
>Wait, suit up?
>Rarity cocks an eyebrow
>”What exactly have you made dear?”
>Twilight just smirks in response and wipes the edge of her nose with a thumbs up
>”Heh, you’ll just have to wait and see…”
>Ok, that’s not sketchy at all
>Pinkie pulls out a pink notebook
>”So, should we meet up at Twi’s place around dinner time?”
>Applejack nods standing from her seat
>”Ah’d say that’s a good idea.”
>Rainbow gets up right after her
>”Yea, we can eat something before we get ready!”
>Pinkie nods and grabs Fluttershy
>”Come on Flutters, we’ve got supplies to gather!”
>Fluttershy eeps as she’s dragged off by Pinkie
>”But, Ihadplanstoda—”
>Her cries fade from your hearing as they round the corner
>Sunset nods to Twilight
>”Do you mind if we grab some stuff from my place before we head over?”
>Twilight nods as she and Sunset walk off waving to you
>”See you soon Anon!”
>Wow, seems like everyone is on task
>Well, except for you
>Wait how are you going to get hom—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by a polite cough
>”Well Anon, it looks as though it’ll be just you and me for a little while…”
>O-oh
>Joy!
>Before you can respond Rarity already has her arm wrapped around rightie
 
>”Soooo Anon, how about we get you some NEW clothes to replace your ruined sweatshirt? I’m sure I could whip something up that FITS you better in no time.”
>Oh please no
“N-no thank you m’lady… I uh, couldn’t inconvenience you like that.”
>Why are you doing this?!
>Didn’t you establish that she DOESN’T like that kind of talk!?
>Rarity’s grip on your arm tightens
>See, she hates it!
>You feel a hand caress your chest
>”Oh Anon, you could NEVER inconvenience me, didn’t I tell you, it would be my PLEASURE to make something for one as HANDSOME and DARING as yourself…”
>Her hand is lingering on your pec for a bit too long now
>You look down to Rarity and are met with her dreamy gaze
>Uh, hi there extremely close Rarity
>Her eyes are half-lidded!
>Haha man, if you didn’t know any better you’d say uh
>”Anon?”
>Oh fuck!
>Say something!
“Y-yes m-Rarity?”
>Hey, you didn’t default to m’lady!
>Small victories!
>She gives a small refined chuckle
>”You do WANT good looking clothes to fit that HEROIC physique of yours, right?”
>She’s now staring at your body
>You feel uncomfortable
>Or VERY comfortable
>You can’t really tell
>Wait, didn’t she just ask you a question?
>Oh yea!
“YES, I WOULD LOVE IT!”
>Smooth as a jagged glass shiv my friend
>She laughs in that slightly opulent way of hers as her eyes guide themselves back up to yours
>”Well then, it’s decided.”
>What is?
>”We’ll stop by my house and I’ll make you absolutely stunning!”
>OH BOY
>Going to Rarity’s touchy feely house!
>She nods towards the exit
>”Come on, let’s go Anon…”
>Yep, just gonna go arm in arm to her car!
>Heh heh!
>NOTHING IS WRONG
>YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY FINE
>You need an adult
 
>Today is going just perfect!
>Well aside the rather untimely awakening you had by Anon
>“Rarity…”
>And the rather terrifying life threatening ordeal you went through in the hospital
>But NOW things are shaping up to be quite the afternoon in store for you
>The goddess of love has blessed you today, for you get to have alone time with Annoooooonnnn
>”Uh, Rarity.”
>You already LOVED his class
>And his body…
>You also suspected him to be the heroic sorts
>But to do so much as be your personal white knight when you were in danger!
>”Rarity!”
>He’s truly in a league all of his own!
>None of the BOYS in CHS can possibly hope to compete!
>You’re almost swooning over him just driving home!
>”RARITY!”
>Oh my, you appear to be daydreaming
>You turn to Anon with as much flare you can manage
“Oh, yes Anon?”
>He looks quite concerned over something
>”Uh, I don’t mean to be rude, however we have been sitting in the parking lot for 5 minutes now…”
>Oh my…
>You must’ve been thinking too much instead of driving
“Oh silly me, sometimes I just get lost daydreaming…”
>You turn your key as the engine roars to life
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gpqmoBYkQfc
>Oh how, mood setting
>Anon seems to stiffen up upon hearing the music
>Must not be loud enough for him
>You slowly turn the music up to a more audible level
>There
>As you pull out of the hospital parking lot you swear you could see Anon sweat
>Or is he perhaps just glistening in the afternoon sun?
>Oh behave yourself Rarity
>Anon may not think of you that way…
>Yet…
 
>Dear god
>This is
>This is a thing alright
>You haven’t been this stiff in
>EVER
>You are getting signals from Rares
>But you’ve also been known to fuck up reading people
>And she’s known you all of what, three or four days?
>You’re probably over-reacting
>Or just uh, over-analyzing!
>Yea, there’s no way she’s putting the moves on you!
>But she is playing careless whisper…
>And bringing you to her home…
>But it’s a Sunday so her parents are probably there!
>Yea, no doubt waiting for her to co—
>”Oh Anon, I have a question for you…”
“Yes?”
>Wow, completely calm
>”You don’t mind if the house is a little dirty do you? My parents have been out of town, and Sweetie Bell NEVER cleans up after herself.”
>Ok, no parents
>But younger sis, so you’re fine!
“Not at all, in fact, I could help your sister clean up if you’d like, to repay you for the new clothes!”
>Damn, sometimes your tendency to talk before you think is actually pretty o—
>“That’s sweet of you, but Sweetie is out visiting our grandmother today; she won’t be back till tomorrow…”
>Ah, so no sister OR parents
>Just you and her
>In her house
>All alone
>With no one to barge in on you
>You need to leave this situation
>NOW
>Rarity smiles as she rounds a corner
>”Won’t be long now, only a few more blocks.”
>Think of something to get out of this!
>Brain!
>Sorry, got nothing
>DAMN YOU!
>You look out the window for something to save you
>Only to see you’re passing the ruined Galloping Fillies Park
>Wow, Rarity wasn’t kidding
>Even now, the place is still crawling with cops
>Man, wonder what the hell happened…
>You get the feeling that it’s more magical BS though
>It’s probably all the craters that tipped you off
>Or perhaps the scorch marks
 
>You really don’t want to find out what did all this
>Wait, weren’t you doing something?
>Rarity lets out a small sigh
>”There it is, qu'est-ce qu'on est bien chez soi, as they say.”
>Oh Christ
>You don’t have a single fucking clue what she just said
>There was a “good” in there
>You really should’ve just said hello…
>Rarity smiles as she drives a bit slower
>”Or as they say around here, home sweet home.”
>Oh double Christ
>You were supposed to come up with an excuse to leave!
>Rarity pulls into the driveway of a rather exquisite looking two story house
>Looks Victorian in design
>Pretty nice
>You’d be marveling at it more
>But you’re too busy freaking out!
>Rarity parks the car and turns the engine off
>”Well, here we are…”
>Yes you are
“Yep…”
>Rarity sighs
>”Anon, look I…”
>Yea?
>”I know that most men don’t like or care about fashion…”
>Well you just never really paid attention to that stuff
>”So I appreciate you allowing me to drag you here to make you clothes.”
>Oh
>Wow, guess you were over-reacting
>Whew, that’s a load off your mind
>You look to her with a small smile
“Nonsense, it’s my pleasure to receive such a wonderful gift from you.”
>Good job mouth!
>You really are of use sometimes
>Rarity smiles brighter than ever
>”You don’t know just how much that means to me Anon.”
>Unbuckling her seat-belt she looks back to you
>”Shall we?”
>You nod as you unbuckle your seat-belt
“Yes, I do think we shall.”
>Getting out of the car you both take the slow stroll towards the lavish house
>God knows what sorts of things she has in there
>Here’s hoping you can get something snazzy
 
>Rarity steps up to the front door keys in hand
>After a few jingling of her keys she pushes the door open walking inside
>”Please make yourself at home for a moment while I go grab the sketches I have for you.”
>Stepping past the threshold the scent of lavender that wafts from Rarity is all but permeating the air
>God damn
>It’s nice and all, but just a tad overpowering
>Rarity takes the stairs in the back as you inspect the room
>Looking around the room it appears to be a lounge like area
>Though it could be described more as a changing room
>There’s a big ottoman in front of a lot of full body mirrors and a little privacy booth
>Accompanying the ottoman are a few chairs scattered about
>There also appears to be several outfits on wardrobe hangers scattered around
>Some of them look VERY expensive
>Did she make these?
>You take a seat on the giant ottoman as you wait for Rarity
>Wonder what kinda designs she made?
>Hopefully nothing TOO upper class
>Wouldn’t feel right to mouch something like that off of he—
>”Merrroww…”
>Huh?
>Looking down you see a white cat staring up at you
>Wait, is that a bow in its hair?
>Pffffftt
>Who dresses up their cat in a bow?!
>God, she’s probably got some sorta really stupid name too
>Something having to do with expensive jewelry
>Or maybe a REALLY posh royalty name
>Oh please don’t be someth—
>”Ah, I see you’ve met Opalescence.”
>Opalescence?
>As in that light thing that happens when the sky turns yellow red?
>That’s the thing, right?
>Kinda a bit more than you would’ve thought to name a cat
>But it’s better than Misses Fluffybottom
>Or something equally stupid
 
>Wait, speaking of cats
>Why do you get the feeling you’ve forgotten something?
>Rarity stands in front of you with a notebook, pen, and measuring tape draped over her shoulders
>And a red pair of old lady glasses?
>”Now be a dear Opal and run along; Anon and I have some work to do!”
>Rarity gives Opal a big smile
>To which Opal looks at Rarity and walks off with the cat version of a scoff
>Rarity takes a seat next to you on the over-sized ottoman with a light pomf
>Flipping the book open she thumbs through to a page full of sketched men
>Woah, some of those outfits look like they’d belong in a 90’s future aesthetic
>Like shit, you’re talking Pluto Nash levels of fug
>Then again others seem much more contemporary
>Hell, there’s even a few that look very 50’s-esque
>”Now do keep in mind, these are just concept designs. I’m sure we could make something better with your input darling.”
>Your input
>Oh jeez, if there’s one thing you’re not good at it’s…
>Decisions
>Wait, that’s not what’s important right now
“Are we going to have enough time for this? Aren’t we going to Twilight’s house near dinner time?”
>Unless dinner time is what your mom considered it then you’ve got
>You spot a clock on the wall
>1:15pm
>Like 5 hours or so
>As opposed to whenever you make it
>Rarity chuckles lightly covering her mouth with a hand
>”Oh I wouldn’t worry about it darling; it’s not as though I’m making you an ENTIRE wardrobe right now! I’m only making you an outfit dear, shouldn’t take me more than 2 hours, tops.”
>2 hours
>For an outfit
>You feel like making a ding-dong noise because she’s gotta be yanking your chain
“Are you sure you want to make one in 2 hours? I wouldn't want you to push yourself for me.”
 
>Rarity smiles softly as she gestures to herself
>”But of course Anon; I’d do anything for my friends! Making an outfit in that time-frame isn’t an issue for moi.”
>Did she just call you friend?
>They really consider you one?
>Well you have saved them at least twice in the past few days
>And hung out with them for a majority of those few days as well
>Is that enough to consider you a friend?
>Is that enough for you to consider them friends?
>Rarity’s face scrunches up slightly as if she were worried
>”Are you alright darling?”
>You cease thinking about that and straighten your face into a small smile
“Yea… I was just BLOWN away with how absolutely stunning these concepts are!”
>While not a lie per say, there are some really good ones there, you hope she doesn’t see through it
>Though it seems you’re in luck as Rarity blushes slightly with a wide smile and a waving hand
>”Oh you’re just saying that! These are just some sketches I worked on a few nights ago at the party!”
>Oh yea, you remember that
>”So tell me, are there any that particularly catch your eye?”
>Taking a closer look to examine them more thoroughly
>They all look so goo—
>Wait, what’s this?
>It seems oddly, right
>Almost like it was made for you
>But you just can’t place why
>You point out the outfit with your pointer finger
“I find that one to be the one that has drawn my eye the most out of them all.”
>Her face lights up upon seeing your pick
>”Oh I think that would look just fabulous on you; It’s like it just radiates your style!”
>You honestly have to agree with her
 
>She closes the notebook and stands
>”Well, not that we’ve settled on a design all we need are the measurements!”
“Oh, sure.”
>You stand up before freezing up when you get to full height
>Did she just say measurements?
>As in she’s going to get really close to you and stuff?
>Don’t tailors need to measure the inseam too?
>Oh buggery do
>Rarity takes the tape of her neck and looks to you expectantly with a raised eyebrow
>You shed the last of your clothing covering your chest and bandages
>Well more so chest since you could see the bandages from beneath the tank top
>Smiling Rarity nods seemingly satisfied
>”Now I’m going to start taking measurements; please hold your arms out straight, and keep still.”
>Oh yea you can do that!
>JUST STAY PERFECTLY STILL AS AN ATTRACTIVE GIRL CLOSELY EXAMINES YOU!
>Everything’s lookin daijobu over here!
>Yep just hold your breath!
>Can’t smell the lavender mixed with her natural scent then, ha ha!
>How bout you change the subject?
>Changing the subject to…
>Oh shit
>You left Jordan home alone
>You were supposed to go get it after lunch
>Hope the poor little bug is alright
>You notice Rarity’s purple hair swaying beneath your field of view
>No, don’t pay attention to that!
>Why don’t you look around the room
>Hey that’s a nice dress
>Uh
>Wow, is that her sister?
>Absolutely adorable
>What day is it again?
>You look at the calendar and notice some dates circled
>”Oct 15-Concepts for the girls dresses should be done!”
>Oh, she really must do this sorta stuff all the time
>”Oct 17-Get a date for the dance!”
>Wait, Date for the dance?
>What dance?
 
>My oh my
>Anon is much more BUILT than you had anticipated
>His sweater and tank top both did him what you thought was justice, but…
>Seeing it all without anything to block your view is something else entirely!
>Calm down
>You are a lady, and you’re helping your friend
>Anon
>Your friend Anon
>But it won’t be just FRIENDS for long if you have your way
>You shake your head and get to work measuring him
>Taking your time to measure and record every last detail
>You however pause as soon as you begin
>Looking at his freshly bandaged wound on his left arm stops you in your tracks
>It does seem to be fine
>But it causes you to stop with just how big it is
>The bandages are mostly clean, but they cover the entire forearm
>You didn’t think it was THAT bad
>You find yourself worrying over Anon as you stare at the white eyesore on Anon’s canvas of green
>Shaking your head slightly you go back to the task at hand
>My, Anon’s wrists are quite solid
>Much thicker than you had anticipated
>His arms seem to be that way as well, but at least they’re uniform
>You always hated it when someone’s arm lengths were too different
>You go to measure his chest, but find yourself stopping once more at another white eyesore
>However it only takes you a moment this time to shake it off
>It goes without saying that both his chest and waist measurements are impressive
>What does surprise you, is that his neck is so thick
>You stop as you peak at his jawline as you hold the tape around his neck
>It’s just so rugged
>So handsome
>So ver—
>You notice Anon look away
>Oh my, you were staring again
>Need to focus
>You go around him and take his shoulder measurements
>No funny business
>For now
 
>Your investigation into the calendar is cut short by a cough
>Bringing Rarity back into your focus she seems to be waiting
>What does she want?
>Isn’t she supposed to be taking measurements?
>You never really got them before so you don’t know what you’re supposed to do…
>Maybe you should say something?
“Uh, can I help in some way or…”
>She cocks an eyebrow
>”Haven’t you ever been fitted before Anon?”
>You shake your head as she clears her throat
>”Well, I need to measure the inseam for your pants, and that requires that they are, um off.”
>Oh, OHHH
>How are you so stupid sometimes?
>What underwear did you wear?
>Oh jeez
>You REALLY hope it wasn’t the size too small ones
>You loved boxer briefs
>But man if sometimes you used them too long
>You’ve had a couple pairs for a couple years now
>You should really make a mental note to buy new ones
>You do your best to take your pants off with dignity
>You really don’t think you succeeded
>At least by virtue of even Rarity looking away
>She’s biting her lip!
>She must see most dudes take their pants off and not even flinch!
>You feel a bit embarrassed that you managed to fuck eve—
>Rarity coughs as she averts her eyes
>”Um, dear, I don’t need you to take EVERYTHING off…”
>Huh?
>You look down to half-way to sliding your pan—
>WOAH HO
>THAT’S NOT JUST YOUR PANTS
>With a speed that would shatter lesser men’s wrists you snap your pants over your almost exposed Johnson
>It is now very silent
>How much did she see?
>How didn’t you notice you were taking off both your underwear AND pants!?
>God you feel like you could win a gold medal in being a fucking idiot sometimes
 
>Oh
>OOOOOOOHHHHHH MMMMYYYYYYY
>Was that an accident?
>Oh Rarity, what are you saying?
>You’d have to be a complete idiot to take off your pants AND underwear at the same time
>That or just not paying much attention to what you were doing
>But no, it’s obvious
>Anon was staring at you for a bit too long before he did this
>No, you knew he was daring, but you didn’t think he was THIS daring
>To think someone would do something like this
>It’s just so
>So
>RISQUÉ
>You’ve never been the object for such a display of PASSION
>Anon is by far just TOO much
>You can feel the beat of your heart as you try to cool off
>Anon breaks the silence first
>”I, uh, yea sorry about that…”
>Oh, is he trying to play it off?
>Perhaps a little encouragement is needed to let him know you’re ok with this
>Just don’t come off TOO strong
“NO!”
>You cough into your hand as you settle down
“I mean, please, don’t worry about it darling; oh, if I had a dollar for every time that happened, I wouldhaveadollar…”
>Your voice trails off as you fail to properly banter with Anon
>It’s not your fault!
>You’ve never seen anything like THAT before
>It’s clear Anon really is a cut above the BOYS of CHS
>In more ways than one
>Anon coughs into a balled fist as he scratches the back of his neck
>”Let me, uh try that again.”
>Oh please do…
>Anon pulls just his pants off this time much to your disappointment
>You take a moment to steel yourself before you go in and take his inseam
 
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>Just don’t think about it
>You inch your way closer to Anon’s crotch as he looks anywhere but you
>You’ll be fine as long as you don’t think about it
>You bring your measuring tape to a taught length
>Don’t think about how close Anon was to exposing himself fully to you
>You shuffle closer to the only thing separating you and Anon
>Don't think about what lay beneath his excellent midriff
>You're so close now you can practically smell it
>Don’t think about the obvious elephant in the room
>You stop a few inches from his crotch
>More like the TRUNK of the elephant if Anon’s bulge is any indicator
>No, a lady mustn’t think of such things
>Your hands tremble slightly as you finally go in for the measurement
>Don’t think about what's looming so close to your head
>Or that Anon was practically showing his PASSION
>THERE!
>You slowly back away exhaling as the tension in your body evaporates
>You close your eyes as you wipe a bead of sweat that was forming on your forehead
>Nothing too hard for a proper seamstress
>At least nothing yet
>Opening your eyes you must admit you’re impressed
>Anon got his sweatpants back on so fast you didn’t even get to see him do it
>Or hear him for that matter
>But, now that he is dressed and you know he’d wish to pursue…
>Less than platonic relations
>It’s time to spring your ultimate plan!
>The plan to land Anon as a boyfriend!
>Operation Sosonokasu Anon!
>You’ll have to thank Twilight for helping you formulate it later…
>Now with you knowing he wants it as much as you do, it can’t possibly fail!
>You smile to yourself as you review the plan once more before setting things into motion
>You cough into your hand
 
>Thank whoever made that go faster
>As Rarity pulls away you practically give your legs rug burn pulling your sweat pants back where they belong with the speed of
>Covering EVERYTHING
>This has got to be the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you ev—
>No wait, there was two days ago when you cried in front of Sunset
>Wow that seems like forever ago
>Oh, and that time everyone laughed at you for getting tendies
>It wouldn’t have stung as hard if not for Adagio…
>Or that time in the third grade when you accide—
>NO
>Stop thinking about your embarrassing moments!
>They only make you want to curl up in a ball and wither away into the peaceful embrace of oblivion
>Oh jeez you feel like taking a nice coma after this
>That way you can never embarrass yourself again!
>Yes, that’s the only way to deal with this much embarrassment in the span of three days
>You nod to yourself as a cough stirs you from your thoughts
>”Excuse me, Anon darling?”
>You blink a few times as you snap back to reality
“Sorry, just spacing out. What’s up?”
>Rarity wears that ever present elegant smile of hers
>But for some reason it seems different than usual
>Can’t quite place why though
>Stepping forward she holds her arm towards the stairway
>”Why don’t you go upstairs and make yourself comfortable in my work room? I’ll get us some tea and snacks.”
>Aw shit, you love tea
>But you don’t NEED any right now
>And besides, she shouldn’t be working so hard for you
“Please Rarity, I couldn’t let you make me an outfit, drive me, AND make me refreshments; I insist you allow me to do so.”
>God it's weird being speaking in a proper manner
>But for Rarity, it’s the least you can do
 
>Rarity waves her arms in front of her as if to disarm you
>”Oh no no no Anon, I couldn’t possible let you help with that, why it’s only good manners as a hostess that I offer you a refreshment. I’m honestly a bit embarrassed I didn’t earlier.”
>She turns and walks off to what you assume is the kitchen as she shouts
>”It’s the first room on the left; please make yourself comfortable while I whip up the snacks.”
>Well, fuck…
>You turn to the stairs
>There’s no way you can refuse if she just walks away and gets to work anyways
>AS you start to ascend the stairs you swear you hear laughing coming from the kitchen
>Weird
>Getting to the second floor you finally notice something now that you’re alone
>It’s not nearly as dirty as Rarity made it seem
>You expected toys or clothes lying everywhere
>Instead there’s just a few outfits hanging wardrobe hangers scattered about everywhere
>Does she make ALL of these?
>Or does her sister help out?
>Or wait, is it like a family business?
>You’ll have to ask her later
>AS you near the first door on the left you can’t help but look down the hall noticing another door popped open
>Looks like a bedroom from the evident bed inside
>And the whole Rarity’s room sign on the door
>Kinda gives it away
>You feel the inherent curiosity of wanting to see another person’s room strike you like a bad itch
>You can see a little into the room, but the only way to REALLY see anything would be…
>To snoop in there
>No
>That would be stupid
>Only an idiot would be stupid enough to snoop in a girl’s room while she makes him snacks
>Then again, only an idiot would expose his midriff and almost his dick to a girl while taking off his pants…
 
>Putting a pot on to boil and the oven to pre-heat you smile as you pull out the tea steeper
>Time for the first step
>Preparing the “Mood setting” tea
>Thank you Twilight for making this “Special Brew”
>If what Twilight told you is true, then this tea should be specifically made to, for lack of a better word, “heat up” Anon and yourself
>But that’s not all!
>Twilight gave you a little extra to use with your snacks!
>You look at the small blue dropper bottle labeled “Rarity” in your palm
>You don’t quite remember all the ingredients in the mix
>When you asked her about what was inside of it she just started reciting quite the list of hard to pronounce science lingo
>But she also said that after extensive research it should be enough to at least, ”Get Anon’s kokoro to go doki doki.”
>Whatever in the world that means
>You pull out the tiny dropper from the bottle and look at the amber liquid
>As you stand there, bottle and dropper in hand over the crumpets you’re about to bake, you find yourself with a moment to think this over one last time
>Perhaps you shouldn’t do this?
>Maybe you’re trying to rush things too fast?
>You think back to the conversations you’ve had with Anon in the past few days
>While all pleasurable, Anon seems to be getting a bit, nervous, around you
>You certainly haven’t been making it easy for him have you?
>You don’t know why, but seeing him just makes you want to express your feelings for him
>It’s a bit cathartic in a way
>Almost like when you make clothing
>It seems just so right to do so
>Shaking your head you focus back to the task at hand
>To using an aphrodisiac that Twilight cooked up for Anon to ravish you senselessly
 
>It seems a bit uncouth now that you really think about it
>In fact, you’ve gotten a bit riled up now just sniffing the aroma of the stuff
>What if Anon really did almost pull his pants down by mistake?
>It sounds ridiculous thinking that, but it certainly wouldn’t be out of character for Anon
>If the past few days have showed you anything, it’s that Anon is quite the remarkable gentleman
>He’s strong, courageous, and it’s very easy to tell what he’s feeling
>And while your mind may have been otherwise, preoccupied, at the time you do remember seeing his face turn a particular shade of red when he did almost reveal himself
>It seemed like he was just a bit hot at the time, but it might’ve been simply embarrassment
>Perhaps you should just be open with your feelings instead of overtly hinting your interest in him?
>You are a refined lady!
>You shouldn’t need to stoop to using such tricks!
>You nod to yourself as you move to recap the bottle
*WHAM*
“AH!”
>You look around for the source of the loud noise
>It sounded like it came from upstairs?
>You should probably go up there and check if Anon is alright
>You recap the bottle only to notice something off about it
>Was it this empty before?
>You finally notice the amber liquid on the counter
>You must’ve flinched in response to that dreadful noise
>You can’t tell if any of it went on the crumpets
>It doesn’t look like it
>Well, if you can’t see any of it on the food, then it’s probably alright
>You slide the crumpets into the pre-heated oven after throwing the almost empty bottle in the trash
 
>Now, as a good hostess and friend you should go check on that loud noise
>After all, Anon might have gotten hurt!
>You should make sure he’s alright!
>As you’re about to leave the tea pot starts to whistle
>Well what great timing!
>You rush over and take the pot off the stove-top
>Oh dear
>You forgot about the tea
>Are you going to use the “special brew” Twilight gave you?
>Or are you going to use your proper Fancy Pants and Co earl grey?
>On one hand it would definitely help you bring Anon around
>But on the other hand you are practically spiking his drink then
>And what kind of hostess would spike their guest’s drinks with a potent aphrodisiac?
>Even if you are quite smitten with Anon you aren’t sure if he is with you
>And again, why would YOU need a crutch, so to speak, in order to woo Anon
>You don’t need this at all!
>With a slight huff you move the “special brew” leaves and dump them in the garbage
>You steep the tea with the Fancy Pants and Co leaves instead gaining a small sense of pride
>It’s all fine to take the easy way out, but a lady such as you won’t fall prey to it
>You nod to yourself as you reaffirm your belief in yourself
>Now off to make sure nothing’s wrong upstairs!
>You start once more make your way upstairs
>As you make your way up the stairs your ears are assailed with another appalling *WHAM*
>Alright, maybe you should hurry up your pace!
>You quicken your stair climbing and get to the second floor
>Upon reaching it you notice that the work room door is still slightly ajar like you left it
>Where did Anon go then…
 
>Then you see it
>YOUR ROOM DOOR IS OPEN
>Oh, you hope Anon didn’t see some of your more personal “items”!
>As you get to the threshold you have to grab the frame to stop yourself from falling
>What lies before your eyes is by far the most
>You don’t even know how to describe this properly
>Anon is crumpled on the floor near your dresser
>And, and
>He’s WEARING your lace lingerie
>On his FACE
>Perhaps you were wrong about his intentions AFTER ALL
>You hear him take a deep waft as he lies slouched there
>Until he finally snatches the bunched up fabric off of his head
>Standing up he takes a look at his prize
>And then to you
>And you just stare back at him
>You don’t know what to say
>You don’t know what to do
>You are completely stunned that this would happen
>He appears to be as well
>Then again, you suppose anyone would if someone caught them sniffing another’s lingerie
>You feel oddly calm about this whole thing
>Or maybe it’s the feeling of being numb?
>You can’t tell right now
>You feel the need to lay down
>Before you let yourself go Anon speaks up
>”I swear I can explain all of this.”
>He walks forward holding one hand out
>AND your lingerie!
>You feel faint now
>He stops as he sees your less than ladylike appearance
>He looks to the panties he’s holding out before throwing them quickly behind him
>He holds a finger up in protest
>”I swear I can explain, really!”
>He begins to look around the room as if searching for something
>You however just slump against the door frame
>You don’t know if you should like this new development
>Or admonish him because this is most certainly NOT what a gentleman would do
>Though a small part of you wishes to hear him out
>After all, he may actually be able to explain all this
>Stranger things have happened
 
-EARLIER-
>God this is stupid
>You tiptoe over the threshold of Rarity’s door as you think this
>But you can’t deny you want to see what her room is like
>And so far it looks…
>Well pretty much what you expected
>There seem to be several posters displaying various fashionistas decorating the walls
>They’re all very, post-modern
>Yea, that’s a good word for it
>There are also a few concept sketches on her desk tucked in the corner
>Must be some early sketches for the other’s dresses
>They all seem to share themes you would associate with them
>Overall pretty good
>Continuing your snoop you spy a few books and magazines stacked around in various piles
>Their topics mostly seem to relate to fashion
>What a shocker
>Except a few notable outliers
>Like the 50 shades of grey on the desk
>Not gonna say you had her pegged as one of those girls
>But you did sorta expect it
>You pace around eyeing the various swatches of fabric and the occasional stuffed animal strewn about as well
>Overall this is pretty much what you’d expect
>However something catches your eye near her dresser
>What is that?
>You get closer to inspect the mysterious object
>It looks like a solid crystal statuette of…
>D?
>”The one and only!”
>OH MAI GOD!
>You stumble backwards a few steps
>”Now is that any way to say hello to a friend Anon?”
>NANI!?!
>How!?
>Why!?
>The tiny D statuette floats toward you with a jewel encrusted smile
>”Oh calm down Anon, didn’t I say we’d talk again later?”
>YEA, LITERALLY EARLIER THIS MORNING!
>”Well, it’s later now.”
>You really don’t appreciate your mind being read all the time
 
>”Then why don’t you try using your mouth Anon?”
>Well maybe if he gave you a second to think before speaking you cou—
>”Sorry Anon, but I don’t have the time to do that right now.”
>D the powerful magic being doesn’t have the time to spare?
>Oh jeez, this must actually be serious
>”You’re right, it is VERY serious; I’m missing out on watching everyone go about their day to talk to you!”
>Wait what?
>Did D just say that he wa—
>”Watching other people go about their day like a magical peeping tom? Yes, yes I did.”
>Hey, he said it
>Though this is going to get real—
>”Really annoying really fast if I read your mind before you even finish thinking your thoughts?”
>You would be lying if you said you weren’t a little rustled right now
>After all didn’t he say that you were hard to get into mind wise?
>”Well you WERE, but I left a window open so I could come and go as I please.”
>Left a window open to your mind?
>Wait s—
>”No it won’t endanger you, probably, and yes this is a real statuette, but that’s not the point here Anon!”
>The tiny D flings himself in front of your face and grabs you with his little paw and claw
>”Anon let me give you a little something to help give you an edge in the coming days…”
>Nani?
>He doesn’t mean…
>”Yes, it has to do with Nihilem’s so called SINs and the magic here.”
>You feel your jaw involuntarily clench at their mention
>D stares seriously into your eyes
>You don’t think you’ve seen him this serious
>Well except for that one question you asked that seemed to trigger the fu—
>”You need to get serious for this Anon.”
>Serious mode has been engaged sir
 
>”Nihilem has given magical powers to other people in Canterlot.”
>Well fuck
>You kinda figured he would
>D holds up a third claw that grows from his chest
>”BUT that’s not all…”
>With a forth claw he pulls on a randomly appearing pull-cord
>A small line graph with the line spiking up is shown on the tiny white poster that unfurls out
>The forth claw points to the line with a tiny pointer
>”It appears the flow of magic from Equestria to here has multiplied to over 10 times the drain it was a few days ago.”
>Oh, that’s a bit worse probably
>”Obviously, something else is happening right now.”
>Well yea
>”Because I’ll let you in on a little secret Anon…”
>Aren’t you already?
>D’s face hardens
>”The amount of magic Nihilem and his various minions both unknowing and willing coupled with the magic you’ve used, DOESN’T ADD UP.”
>Wait what exactly doe—
>”What I MEAN Anon, is that the amount of magic your side and Nihilem’s side used doesn’t total the extra drain on the magic here. Which means someone else is using it as well.”
>But if D’s watching everyone who uses magic then wh—
>”That’s just it Anon, I’m powerful, but I’m NOT omnipresent.”
>Well you figured, but what you don’t get is…
>D continues to stare you in the eyes
>”Go ahead, ask away.”
>Oh, not going to interrupt this time?
“Well, why are you telling me this?”
>Not that you don’t appreciate it or anything
>D breaks his harsh demeanor with a light chuckle as he let’s go of your face and floats to the ground
>”Remember how I said you were entertaining?”
>You nod cautiously
>D snaps his tiny claw and in a poof of smoke a few posters appear floating behind him
 
>You look them over
>Daring Do’s Bizarre Adventure: Fight Prone, Hajimei no Ippo, and Yu yu Hakusho?
>Ok, a bunch of manga stories?
>What’s the big deal?
>D smiles while leaning back in a tiny recliner
>”What do these all have in common besides being a hero?”
>Uh, super powers and stuff?
>D shakes his head slowly
>”No, they all have mentors!”
>Uh what?
>”Daring doseph had her mom teach her hamon, Ippo had Takamura teach him boxing, and Yusuke had Gen Kai teach him how to use his spirit gun!”
>Well yea you know all that
>But how does D kn—
>”Anon that’s not important, what is, is that I’m offering to become YOUR MENTOR!”
>Say what?
>”Simple, I’ll teach you how to use that pin of yours to give you the edge over mean old Nihilem.”
>WAIT
“What do you get out of it?”
>D holds a claw up to his mouth
>”Oh Anon, why must you wound me so? I just want to help out a dear friend.”
>You’re his friend?
>You smell something fishy
>Though that might be the bucket of fish D is hiding behind him
>”Ok maybe friend is a bit of a stretch, but I'm invested in you now Anon, really. I just want to see you succeed.”
>Uh huh
>”How about this?”
>D pulls out a worn ring with what looks like a little kid wearing a cape etched on it
>”You think it over, and if you want to or need me just give me a call in this little ring!”
>He tosses it towards you and you with your lighting fast reflexes catch it
>Only to be slammed into the the wardrobe behind you creating a loud *WHAM* by the momentum the thing has
>What the hell?
>This ring weighs a ton!
>D snaps his paw and suddenly it’s as light as you’d expect it to be
>”Sorry, made it heavier for some unrelated reasons.”
>He gives you a bright smile
 
>Yea sure, “unrelated reasons”
>You get a gut feeling that this ring is going to bring you trouble
>D walks up to you and dusts your leg off
>”I really don’t mean you any harm Anon, I just want to help.”
>You’re getting another gut feeling that you won’t want his “help”
>D mocks offence holding his paw and claw up defensively
>”Well, suit yourself Anon, but the option is now available to you.”
>He smiles and flashes you messed up versions of finger guns
>”Catch ya later you wild boy!”
>In a poof he’s gone like the wind
>Why’d he call you wild boy?
>You get up from your collapsed position on the floor only to slam your head into a drawer with another loud *WHAM*
>You’d let out a fuck or something but it seems to have dazed you a bit
>Your collision causes something to fall out of the drawer and on your head and to knock the wind out of you
>That’s going to hurt in the morning
>Shit, are you blind?
>Everything is black, and you hurt
>You suck in some air to help ease your pain
>Shit hurts
>Letting out the deep breath you decide to get up
>Now what the hell is covering your face?
>You palm the offending object just to stop when you feel
>Lace?
>Pulling it off it appears to be…
>Panties
>Black lacy panties
>Oh great
>You also see something else
>Rarity
>Standing in the doorway
>Oh double great
>Thanks big D
>Always looking out for ya, aren’t ya?
>You feel as though he did this on purpose
>Rarity’s face is in shock
>As it should be
>After all it looks like you just took a big ole deep breath of her panties
>It feels as though time has stopped as you both stare at each other
>Well, at least you can explain
 
“So ya see, I wasn’t just raiding your drawers to sniff your panties!”
>You slip the ring D gave you on your middle finger
>Yep, you are completely in the right
>Nothing wrong with you
>Nope, you’re just the victim here!
>Rarity, surprisingly calm and silent during your hasty explanation of D’s unexpected visit, stares at you for what seems like forever after you’re done defending yourself
>Now whether her calm silence was actually cold rage, you couldn’t tell
>Though she did seem to be trembling slightly
>She breathes in deeply holding the breath for a moment and exhaling with a certain lady-like grace
>Locking eyes with you she seems to have collected herself as she stands
>Well, aside from the slight hint of red accumulating on her face
>”Anon, I’d like you to answer me honestly…”
>Oh you don’t like where this is going
>You give an unsure nod
>She steels herself once more before opening her eyes
>OHPLEASEBELIEV—
>”Was there a reason you almost exposed yourself to me downstairs?”
>PLEASE IT WASN—
>Wait, seriously?
>That’s what she’s worried about?
>She must’ve noticed the confusion on your face as she curls her fists
>”Please, I just need to know.”
>Oh jeez
>You can’t just tell her you were flustered and are an idiot, can you?
>You really should’ve gotten better with the ladies before cutting all social activity
>God, she probably thinks you’re some kinda freaky sex pervert or something
>Sure you only got to pretty much the upper canopy so to speak, but would she believe that you were too embarrassed to notice you were pulling both your sweatpants and boxer briefs down?
>That sounds like a made up excuse even to you!
>What do you say?!
 
>You feel hot now while you inspect Anon
>Anon seems conflicted as he stares at the ground as if in deep introspection
>So that means one of two things
>One, Anon is a very VERY naughty boy who could use a good punish—
>Need to calm down, this isn’t what a lady thinks about
>You feel as though after the initial shock the only emotion that kicked in was that tiny bit of aroma you smelled of the dropper bottle mix
>Twilight really does have her word cut out for her
>It’s been getting harder to keep from staring at anything but Anon’s crotch
>Need to refocus back to the problem here
>It’s that or it’s the second less-desirable option; that this is all a grave misunderstanding
>That Anon is the unfortunate victim of circumstance that just so happens to make him look like an incredibly cheeky and flirtatious hunk of ma—
>Take a breath Rarity, just breathe
>Closing your eyes you take a few breaths slowly and deeply
>You want to take something else slowly and deeply
>Ignore that and focus on your breathing
>In and out, in and out
>That won’t be the only thing going in and out soon
>Alright, perhaps it’s time to see how Anon is doing instead
>With tremendous willpower you manage to look at Anon’s face
>He seems to have come to a conclusion and is waiting for you
>Hopefully he just thinks you’re angry and not, something less appropriate
>Anon opens his mouth cautiously as you notice his body tense up
>Those chiseled muscles of his flexing and barely being contained behind his tiny tank to—
>Get ahold of yourself!
>You need to pay attention to Ano—
>Oh my, he’s stopped talking
>You missed what he said entirely!
 
>Oh please god no
>This is bad
>VERY BAD!
>Not only is Rarity trembling, with what you assume is barely controlled rage, she looks redder than that exploding guy in Big trouble in Little China!
>And her intense stare only intensified as your answer went on!
>Does she not believe you?
>Maybe telling the truth WAS stupid?
>You should’ve just made up something else!
>What’s she going to say to you?!
>Her breathing has been steadily picking up and now it’s almost as if she panting
>JUST HOW PISSED IS SHE!?!
>She has to grip the door frame, probably to hold herself back from hurting you!
>Damnit D!
>Why ya gotta throw a man under the proverbial bus like this?!
>You’re supposed to be friendly with someone who can call you a friend!
>Not making them think you’re a massive pervert just like in your Mongolian cartoons!
>Maybe you can plead for forgiveness from he—
>Your train wreck of thoughts are interrupted by a huffing voice
>”A-anon, I think that it would be the best if you were to leave…”
>IT’S OVER
>So this is how your youth dies?
>Scenes of the various girls you were trying to become friends with belittling you when they hear of this conjure up in your head
>”Wow Anon-kun, I didn’t think you would be such a… HENTAI!”
>”Nonny… doing things like that is NOT the kind of party I wanted.”
>”Ah guess ah was right, we didn’t know ya after all.”
>”Wow, you’re one of those types of guys, huh? I thought you could’ve been an awesome friend too…”
>”T-that’s not a healthy way to relieve your stress…”
>”I guess, I guess you really aren’t ok, are you Anon…”
>Ok, some of those hurt more than others
 
>You now understand why that was a dropper bottle
>Because that would be MORE than enough
>It’s taking almost everything you have to not just hurl yourself at Anon
>You need to get him out of here quickly so you can, CALM DOWN…
>You look at the devastated Anon
>He looks like you would if someone said you could never make clothes again
>Perhaps he thinks you’re THAT angry with him?
>You need to inform him otherwi—
>He suddenly grasps your hands tightly and gets VERY close to you
>So close you can smell his manly musk that emanates from him due to the day’s events
>”Please Rarity, I’ll do anything if you’d just forgive me!”
>A-anything?!
>You can feel your heartbeat start racing as the possibilities rush through your head
>He could become your boyfriend!
>Or your toy…
>You wonder if he’d be up to using your rather large stockpile of stress relievers you have in your close_
>No, that’s not what you should be thinking!
>That’s Twilight’s aphrodisiac talking!
>You know you’d feel awful forcing Anon to do such things
>Such dirty, sweaty, and pleasurable things…
>Take your mind out of the gutter!
>You are a refined lady, not some common street harlot!
>You will not let an aphrodisiac beat you!
>Though you wouldn’t mind Anon doing so…
>Alright, you need to get Anon out of here, NOW
>You shake your head as you focus on Anon’s face
>Which is just so close to yours you could just kiss him now…
>FOCUS
“Anon, I-I’m not mad at you, I just need a-a while to myself.”
>You hope Anon lets go of you!
>Or embraces you…
 
>So that’s it…
>You can’t see a lot of things when it comes to people, but you can see a lost cause when you do
>She’s barely holding back from doing something to you
>You’re half tempted to just let her unleash her desires upon you
>You deserve at least a slap
>You let go of her hands as yours slump at your sides
“Ok, I’ll go.”
>You slowly begin shuffling your way to the stairs
>However you stop when you hear Rarity sigh behind you
>”A-anon please wait at the door for a moment.”
>You mumble a defeated ok as you descend the stairs
>Walking towards the door you hear Rarity dash into the kitchen
>You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious as to what she was doing…
>But your curiosity has already caused you enough trouble
>You stop in front of the door and gaze at it like a man awaiting the gallows
>After what feels like life-times of waiting you hear Rarity’s heavy breathing approaching from behind
>Turning around you’re greeted with a small backpack
>”H-here, please take this.”
>Grabbing the backpack you notice a thermos in the side pocket
>You are beyond confused
>”I hope you don’t mind, but I packed the snacks I made for us to take with you.”
>Oh, but why?
>You look quizzically to her
>To which she gives a gentle smile
>”It’s to show that I’m really not mad at you Anon…”
>You feel a small smile pulling at your lips
“Thanks…”
>She nods
>”I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t think I can drive you back rig—”
>You hold up a hand
“It’s more than alright, you are already being far too kind.”
>Might as well sprinkle in a compliment
>Though you don’t know if it helped as Rarity is holding her arm tightly
 
>Guess you should be satisfied with her not just calling the cops on you and asking you to walk home
>”P-please Anon, I’m not THAT nice.”
>She seems to be fanning herself
>”Look at that, you’d better get going now Anon!”
>Wait what?
>She practically pushes you out the door as she smiles
>”Was so good to see you dear, I’ll pick you up later on my way to Twilight’s!”
>But she doesn’t know where you li—
>Your thoughts are interrupted with the door slamming in your face
>So much for not being mad
>You swear you hear her running away after the door lock clicks in place
>Well, chalk that one up as a massive failure
>You put the backpack on your good side as you hold the thermos
>Well, better start walking home
>As you round the corner in the general direction to your home you see Galloping Fillies
>Oh wait!
>You pull out your phone and check the time
>1:52pm
>Didn’t Trixie have a show around 2?
>It looks like most of the cops are gone now
>Maybe Trixie will put on a show despite the craters everywhere?
>Fuck it, you’ve got tea and scones
>Might as well enjoy the sunny weather in the park anyways!
>You start trekking towards the park with a new sense of purpose
>As you near it you spot a few people milling around
>Some girl in a bomber jacket and another in a track jacket are pointing at the craters
>And laughing?
>Eh, whatever
>You notice a small stage a sign that once proudly displayed ”The Great and Powerful Trixie’s Magical Extravaganza!”
>You sit down in front of the sign for a bit checking your phone after a few minutes
>2:03pm
>Guess craters all around the park would make you quit the performances for a day too
 
>As you get up to find somewhere else to sit someone speaks to you
>”You waiting for TRIXIE the GREAT and POWERFUL?”
>Turning around it appears the two who were pointing and laughing have come to you
>Specifically the one in the bomber jacket and pink frosted tips
>Man, she has the biggest shit eating grin this side of Flas—
>Ok you’ve been using that way too much today
>The track jacketed one speaks up with an almost equally big smile
>”What’s wrong big guy, cat got your tongue?”
>Fucking what?
“What, no, I mean I guess yes?”
>They step forward getting really into your personal space
>The pink frosted flakes elbows her comrade
>”I think this guy might be one of Trixie’s admirers!”
>The track jacket one feigns surprise
>”What, why who would LIKE that autist?”
>Oh boy, you have a feeling you know who these kinda people are
>”Why, I think only autist would like her!”
>Wow, your intuition is right again
>”You don’t think this big guy is an autist?”
>Ok, time to leave
>You’ve dealt with these type of fuckers before
>You turn away and start walking
>The pink frostie seems to be angry that you just turned and left
>”Hey, get back here, we’re not done with you!”
>You just flip her the bird as you continue to walk
>”Aw common Gilda, let’s just leave him alone and meet up with Lightning Dust.”
>”HEY, WHERE’D YOU GET THAT!?!”
>What?
>You turn around due to just how mad Jack Frost sounds
“Get what?”
>She storms past her pleading friend and stands furiously in front of you
>”That ring, it’s MY ring!”
>Fucking what?
>The ring D gave yo—
>Oh, fucking Christ D
 
>Well shit
>What the hell do you even do here?
>You feel your grip tighten on the thermos in your left hand
>You don’t really feel like giving her the ring, even if D did steal it from her, but you also don’t feel like getting in another fight
>Really should be conserving energy for tonight
>The pink tipped vixen seems to be getting angry as you stare at her in silence
>Better say something
“An acquaintance gave it to me.”
>More like annoying mind invader, but don’t want to seem too crazy now
>”Bullshit!”
>Well fuck, didn’t think she’d just call you out on it that quick
>”You’re probably the dweeb who stole it from me aren’t you!?!”
>Umm
>You open your mouth to reply only to be cut off
>”Yea, you probably wanted to get revenge for your autistic girlfriend Trixie didn’t you!?!”
>Fucking what?
>Her eyes have taken on a slight pink hue
>Or maybe your eyes are playing tricks on you?
>”What are you gonna do now that I caught you dweeb!!?”
>This fucking bitch
“I didn’t steal anything; I got this from an acquaintance of mine earlier today.”
>She’s stepped closer towards you, and now there are only a couple feet between the two of you
>She seems to be trotting the line between furious and absolutely livid now
>”Oh yea, what’s this “acquaintance’s” name then?!”
“D.”
>The raging pink bomber girl’s face goes from 100 to 0 with a look that just screams “are you fucking serious?”
>Looking back to her now slightly less enthusiastic friend she yells
>”Do you believe this fucking dweeb!? Can’t even come up with a REAL fake name when someone catches him theivin!”
 
>She turns back to you as her friend speaks up
>”C-come on Gilda, let’s just let em go; I don’t think anyone’s stupid enough to steal from you.”
>Oh yea, she’s called pink laced anger girl that a couple times
>Gilda turns back to her track jacket companion
>”What are you takin HIS side now?!?”
>The now less than happy friend scratches her arm as she looks away
>”What, no no no! I just think you might be getting a bit worked up over some stupid ring we all got when we were kid—”
>She stops abruptly when Gilda yanks her up by the jacket, bringing her face close to hers
>”Worked up, WORKED UP!? This DWEEB thinks he can just STEAL from me, and that I WON’T do anything to repay him!”
>You can’t see Gilda’s face, but you can see the friend’s
>And boy does she look terrified
>But this ain’t your everyday terror, no this is something else
>It’s actually somewhat familiar
>”G-gilda come on, you’re scarin me…”
>You can begin to hear Gilda’s breathing
>”SCARE YOU, why are YOU scared!? You only have to be scared if you were on HIS side! Are you gonna stab me in the back like Lameblow Dash too!?”
>Man, you could just leave right now
>You doubt that’d Gilda would even notice
>But your soft ever growing gooey center is getting the better of you
>Gilda is holding her now whimpering FRIEND up in the air while she practically froths at the mouth going on a tirade about what she does to back-stabbing traitors
>You don’t really give a shit about that girl, but something about her situation is tugging on your heartstrings
>She probably doesn't deserve that
>Lots of people don't deserve what happens to them
>Guess you should do SOMETHING now, huh?
>You heave a sigh as you walk towards the raging Gilda
 
>What is WITH all these DWEEBS!?!
>Are they all going to try and fuck you over?!
>First suddenly Rainbow Dash is too much of a goodie two shoes to hang with you anymore
>Though it’s not like you CARE, she’s a fucking DWEEB anyways!
>Then the Great Autist thinks she can stand up to you, YOU!
>You showed her what happens when someone FUCKS with you
>NO ONE will ever make you feel little AGAIN
>And now Spitfire is gonna pull a Dash on you with one of the Autist’s friends!?
>You stare at your FRIEND as you hold her in the air
“So you just gonna take someone else’s side like her, huh!?!”
>She’s trying to grab at your hands clamped down on her jacket
>Her voice comes out as a frightened quiver
>”N-no man, I’m just saying that you’reoverreacting…”
>Over reacting?
>OVER REACTING?!
“You KNOW I don’t take SHIT from ANYONE, not even YOU my so called FRIEND!”
>Spitfire looks to be on the verge of tears
>”I-I know big G, but I-I just think that maybe…”
“MAYBE WHAT, that I’m not gonna do something to you when you try to bad mouth me too, like that DWEEB who left US!?!”
>You spit on the ground to get the thoughts of that dweeb out of your mind
>It just makes you so ANGRY
“I’ve been meaning to tell you about WHAT I’m gonna do to that DWEEB!”
>Spitfire doesn’t answer as she whimpers in your hands
“I’m gonna go use my new POWER to teach her a lesson!”
>Teach her how it feels when someone hurts you
“I’m gonna go over to her and make her REGRET ever ditching US!”
>Make her feel like you did…
“Only when she’s apologizing crying on the gorun and begging for forgiveness is when I’ll let her REALLY have it!”
>You’ll make her PAY for doing that to you
“I’ll tell her just where she can shove her shitty apolo—”
>”Don’t you think that’s enough?”
>WHAT?!
>Whipping your head around behind you to see the jolly green dweeb standing behind you with a frown
 
>Wow, if you thought Gilda was livid before, now she’s fucking enraged beyond belief
>”ENOUGH?!! NO, it’s not enough, not until she KNOWS not to PISS ME OFF!”
>Like fuck man, calm down
>You get the feeling she’s just a really angry person
>You have no idea why though
“Maybe you should just put her down before she starts crying.”
>One of Gilda’s eyes twitch as she turns to look back to her friend gone silent in her hands
>Gilda then drops her like a sack of potatoes before turning back to you with fists clenched
>”YOU, THIS is YOUR fault!”
>Wait what?!
“My fault!? I had nothing to do with you being a complete ass!”
>This fucking bit—
>”THIS is ALL your and that AUTIST’S fault! I’m glad I showed her who the boss IS!”
>Fucking interrupting your thoughts and sh—
>Wait did she just say she showed Trixie who the boss is?
“What do you mean by that?”
>Gilda’s face splits into her demented version of a grin
>”What, worried about your autistic girlfriend?”
>You are like this close to just punching her in the damn face
>You are just so close to the edge
“I’m worried about what I’m gonna do to you depending on your answer.”
>Her grin just deepens
>”I showed her some REAL magic, I showed her how much BETTER I AM compared to HER!”
>She takes a step back spreading her arms out and waving them slowly over the park
>”You see all of THIS, I DID THIS, me! I am the BOSS around HERE!”
>Wait does she mean that she di—
>She cuts your train of thought off as her voice rises
>”ANYONE, I mean ANYONE who FUCKS with GILDA will GET THEIRS!”
>A neon pink aura is surrounding her open palms as she lowers her raised arms
 
>Fuck, is she a magic user too!?
>Cracking her knuckles she points a finger gun at you with her wicked grin receding somewhat
>”And you, YOU’LL get YOURS too!”
>You can hear the thermos start to creak in your left hand as your rage starts to boil
>Of fucking course someone like her got magic powers
>It’s probably safe to assume she’s a sin
>She takes a quick step towards you
>”RIGHT NOW!”
>Fucking reall—
>Her fist careens toward you with wild fervor surrounded in that pink glow
>Assuming she’s going for the face you quickly try to protect your money maker
>Only to feel a sharp pain connect with your bandaged shoulder sending you spiraling backwards
>Landing with a dull thud on your bandaged shoulder, Gilda towers above you still adorned with her manic grin
>She’s going off on you talking about something, but you don’t really listen
>No, now you’re pissed
>You grit your teeth as the pain from your freshly attacked weak point spreads
>This fucking hurts!
>Guess she’s not stupid
>Looks like she wants to fight dirty, huh?
>You can fight dirty, can’t you?
>While hunched over on the ground you loosen up the cap on the thermos
>You look up to the gloating Gilda and tune into what she’s saying
>”And that’s why you should KNOW better than to pick a fight with the likes of ME! I’m BETTER than any of you DWEEBS!”
>Hearing a pause you interrupt her
“Hey gilda…”
>She crouches down a little with a shit eating grin
>”What, gonna cry and beg me not to hurt you, big guy?”
>You can’t stop yourself as the worst joke comes to you
“I just wanted to say that you’re gra-TEA-ing on my nerves.”
>Her face twits into one of confusion
>”What the hell are yo—”
>You interrupt her with a splash of hot tea to the face
 
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>She clutches at her face while falling back on her ass
>”GAH, WHAT THE FUCK?!”
>Time for some more retribution
>It’s only fair to fight her on her own terms, right?
>Taking advantage of her vulnerability you go for a cheap shot to her uncovered stomach
>You practically dive as you throw all your weight into a knee earning you a pained gasp of air from her
>You roll off of her while she tries to regain her breath
>Alright, that felt good
>You clutch your shoulder as you begin getting back on your feet
>However, as soon as you get off all fours you’re flung off your feet by a hard slam to your back that sends you soaring into the air
>You hit the ground, HARD, and bounce up once more eventually skidding to a stop as the momentum fades
>You cough out some dirt and air you swallowed wrong
>Looking back to what just hit you; you’re greeted with a now fully engulfed pink Gilda
>She somehow keeps looking angrier and angrier
>”YOU, I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU PAY!”
>You notice that her friend is gone as you slowly struggle to your feet
>What is it with you lately and always meeting every person who’d rather punch you than talk?
>You stare at her as pain sweeps across your body
>Gilda seems to be focusing something in her hands as she leans back, her pink aura raging in her palms
>Maybe it’s time to bounce?
>Well, you already bounced once…
>Or twice
>You spit out a bit of dirt still in your mouth
>Guess it’s a good thing your backpack flew off as you were taking your little impromptu flight across the park
>You crack your neck as you flex a bit
>Cause it looks like you’ve gotta fight now
 
>You loosen up a bit taking advantage of Gilda standing there screaming like she was ripped straight outta DBZ
>As you do, you notice the sky going a bit dark, as though someone turned the brightness down, and adopting a slight pink hue
>That can only mean good things
>You shake your head as you focus on Gilda instead of the sky
>You give a short sigh as you make up your mind
>Alright
>It occurs to you that you might be a bit too willing to fight, but SHE started it
>And you’re going to end it
>You can feel it course through you
>Like a mighty second wind your pain is swept away
>Replaced with vigor
>It’s show time!
>You crouch down into a sprinting stance
>You don’t know what Gilda is doing, but if the inferno of neon pink surrounding her is any indication then it’s not good
>So you being the master tactician you are have deduced the only good way to end this
>You’re going to run up to her and smash her face in
>Short, sweet, and to the point
>You inhale deeply as you mentally lock on to her
>GO
>You begin giving your all into this first move
>Like a car firing up your feet strike the ground acting as the pistons in an engine
>You can feel the wind rushing past your face as you rapidly advance on the neon ball of anger known as Gilda
>However, as you get close you see her wind up an arm like a pitcher about to throw a fastball
>Without stopping you put up your good forearm to block your face from harm
>Hopefully it’ll be enough t—
>You immediately stop as Gilda does something unexpected
>Instead of throwing whatever she was building up at you she underhands it high into the sky
 
>The giant brilliant pink orb of aura soars into the air like a rocket
>You can’t peel your eyes off of it for some reason
>Before it seems as though it’ll disappear it suddenly arcs
>As it starts hurtling down back to earth you see it crumbling
>The main body starts separating into countless smaller orbs all moving as one
>You manage to tear your eyes off it and look to Gilda who’s just smirking
>You quickly look back up and see it
>There is no giant orb now
>There’s only a literal rain of small orbs now
>Shit
>There’s no time to take cover!
>Thinking fast you crouch down and cover your head with a cross shield made of your arms
>You close your eyes and brace yourself as you await the impact you know is coming
>Only to keep waiting as you hear impacts sound all around you
>And wait some more as the impacts cease
>Ok, what the fuck?
>Opening your eyes as you stand you look yourself over
>Only to discover you don’t even have a scratch
>Ha!
>You look to Gilda who’s still wearing that same smirk
>But why?
>You’re just fine…
>It’s then your eyes catch it, or well them
>All the craters in the ground now have a basketball sized orb of pink nestled inside them
>Oh, that can’t be good
>At least the craters are only a bit bigger than the orbs, so you’ve got a bit of room to maneuver around between them
>Though it’s not helpful that the craters literally dot the entire area you’re in
>Gilda starts sauntering towards you confidently while cracking her knuckles
>”We’re gonna have fun with this thing!”
>You’re really not liking how twisted her smile is getting
 
>She stops walking over one of the numerous craters that litter the area
>Bringing a hand out she swipes it upwards
>As she does a pillar of pink shoots out of a crater to your right, piercing the sky
>Oh fuck you…
>You stand there waiting to see what else she’ll be oh so kind as to show you before you act
>Only for the two of you to stand in silence for a few moments
>The only sound is your ever quickening breath
>Gilda feigns concern as she cups her hands next to her face
>”What’s the matter, scared?”
>No shit you are!
>Only a complete idiot wouldn’t be!
>Fuck, need to calm down
>You take a deep breath and try to quickly compile what you know about her powers now
>It seems like she needs to swipe her hand up to activate the orbs
>You look at the orb that went off
>It’s still there
>Ok, that means she can reuse them too
>Probably
>Hopefully she has to swipe up to activate each one individually
>God forbid she can just activate all of them
>If she needs to focus on an individual one then you have just the way to get past this
>Just need to cross over the craters randomly so she doesn’t know which one to activate
>You get ready in your sprint position once more
>Gilda keeps on her same sadistic smirk but also raises an eyebrow before waving to you
>”Well, COME ON! SHOW ME YOUR MOVES!”
>Not wasting any time you launch yourself forward with a powerful kickoff
>Opting to get there quickly you sprint in a straight line towards her
>Your eyes locked on her hands so you can dodge just before she swipes
 
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>With her right hand in her pocket you see her lean back smiling even wider than before
>You notice her curl her fingers slightly before rapidly turning them and following through with a swipe
>You try to get out of the way of the brightly glowing orb to your left with some quick foot work
>Slamming your right foot down beside the crater, you throw your shoulder forward pivoting your left side away from the intensely glowing orb
>Doing a full 360 you smash your left foot back down past the orb to resume sprinting as you hear it explode violently behind you
>Fuck yea!
>Not too hard
>Gilda let’s out a chuckle as you continue your pace
>”Nice, let’s see you do it again…”
>She repeats the motion once more only activating an orb on your right
>So you repeat the same motion but trying to go a bit quicker
>As your right foot makes contact with the ground and as your left bounces off another orb you hear Gilda
>”And again!”
>Panicking while on your unstable footing you almost tumble down pivoting your left away from the attack
>You manage to stick the landing and try to resume your stride before hearing her once more
>”AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!”
>She’s pulled her left from her pocket and is rapidly swinging both arms one after another!
>You only have a split second as you continue jumping and pivoting out of the way
>But you’re not fast enough!
>Each pivot is that much closer to not being enough
>As you continue your frantic dance to escape death you notice that one of your loose shoe laces has been burned off!
 
>You’ve either got to get faster or get somewhere where the orbs aren’t!
>You can feel your sweat drip off of you as you dodge the heat pillars of death
>There’s no way you can keep up this mad dodge frenzy!
>But it looks like Gilda could and would with glee!
>You need to DO something!
>But what!?!
>Your mind races as you continue this intense death game of DDR
>Maybe you could, uh…
>Your right foot bounces off of an orb just in time before it engulfs the crater in yet another spire of fire
>Wait!
>That’s not the first time one of your feet has bounced off the orbs!
>Maybe you can gnab one off the ground before it explodes…
>If you can, you just have to chuck it away and you’ll have made some room to breathe
>Alrig—
>An orb explodes in a pillar of fire a little too close for comfort breaking your train of thought
>Fuck, you need to act fast!
>As you pivot away from another fiery attack instead of just throwing your shoulder forward you throw your body into a roll aiming for one that was previously behind you
>Your hand reaches out first grasping the orb before you tuck fully into the roll; surprisingly it’s only mildly warm instead of the searing pain you were anticipating
>You hear another orb go off in the direction you were originally heading as your shoulder hits the dirt
>Using your rolling momentum you fling yourself into a stand and twist your waist to face Gilda
>You use the combined momentum of the roll and twist to whip the orb from your grasp
>It goes hurtling towards Gilda at a higher speed than you thought it would before exploding in a large cloud of smoke
 
>Did that work?!?
>You grab onto your knees for support as you take in a labored breath waiting for the smoke to clear
>Oh please, just work
>You really would rather not have to go for a round two
>That vigor that filled you left like half way through your death samba
>So now you feel all that delectable pain you had forgotten all about
>Maybe sh—
>Your hopes are dashed as quickly as they arose when you hear mad cackling coming from the thinning cloud of smoke
>”Hahhhhahaahhahahahahahhahahah!”
>You see Gilda step out without so much as a scratch
>Well shit
>She points to you and starts cackling so hard she has to stop and take a breath
>”Ah, oh boy, you should see your face right now, it’s FANTASTIC!”
>She wipes a tear from her eye before smiling once more to you
>”What, did you think you GOT ME?!!?”
>Kinda…
>She holds her stomach and covers her mouth as another small cackle escapes her lips
>Calming down once more her face contorts from a smile to a harsh frown
>”How fucking STUPID are you dweeb!?! Did you REALLY think I wouldn’t just explode my OWN orb before it hit me?”
>You feel a bit now that you think about it
>She stomps her foot on the ground as she puts her hands in her pockets
>”Playtime’s over!”
>Without warning multiple orbs go off all around you forming a boxed in area with the improvised fire wall
>She strolls slowly towards a gap in the wall in front of you
>”So, before I hurt you worse than you’ve ever been in your life tell me, why do YOU care for the great autist so much anyways?”
>Wow, the way she’s asking it’s almost like you’d ask someone a question before they die!
>DON’T PANIC!
>TOO LATE!
 
>This isn’t right!
>You shouldn’t be beaten THIS easily!
>She continues to walk towards you and stops in the fire wall’s gap
>You don’t think she even broke a sweat!
>Putting her hands on her hips she sneers at you
>What are you gonna do!?!
>Well, guess it’s more of a WHAT can you do?
>”Well, you going to answer my question, or am I gonna start making you an extra crispy dweeb?”
>You blink feeling like you were brought back to reality
>Shit, she asked you a question
>Buy yourself some more time for your pin to start, doing something!
>You open your mouth and realize that you don’t REALLY have a reason
>Sure you wanted to see Trixie’s magic show and all, but it’s not like you’re friends
>She’s just another on a list of people you’re trying to become friends with
>Look how well that’s going
>That is somewhat right…
>You wouldn’t be in this mess if you just didn’t bother making friends
>Well yea, but yo_
>”I’m WAITING dweeb!”
>You NEED more time to think!
>Why won’t the pin give you more time NOW?!?
>Just say something!
“Beca-because I care!”
>Nani…
>Where did THAT come from?
>It seems even Gilda is stupefied by your statement
>That is until she starts snickering again
>”Oh wait, are you, are you tellin me? Oh god you are!”
>What?
>She smiles sadistically once more
>”YOU actually LIKE the raging autist?!?”
>Oh, yea you could see how that would be inter—
>NANI!?!
>That is NOT what you meant!
>Well, you don’t really know what you meant…
 
>But it PROBABLY wasn’t that!
>You’ve only met the girl like twice!
>It’s not like…
>Are you THAT lonely to start crushing on any girl that you meet?
>You think back to the others you’re trying to befriend and those you’ve met in the past few days
>How you really need to stop smelling Sunset
>But she smells so ni—
>How you almost kissed Applejack in the middle of class because you got too into, her?
>You get carried away sometimes
>How you thought Rainbow was a pretty girl so you decided to see her trick
>It WAS pretty good
>Well, at least you KNOW you don’t LIKE LIKE Twilight
>She’s nice and all, but BOY was she cringe
>How Pinkie’s doppelganger made you feel about her
>Not entirely sure that was ALL magic
>Need you even go over the amount of spaghetti you’ve spilled over Rarity?
>Cause you could feed an entire soup kitchen for a week with the stuff
>At least you don’t like Fluttershy that way
>She’s nice, but you don’t really have an opinion about her one way or the other
>You start thinking about the aptly named BJ brigade as well
>You thought they were all pretty hot
>Though you feel nothing but EMBARRASSED when you think about Adagio pinching your cheeks and getting you tendies
>Well you KNOW you don’t just crush on EVERY girl you meet
>After all, you don’t like Chrissy and Gilda
>You have a mild chuckle thinking about them
“Gilda is a cunt, with a capital c!”
>You just said that out loud didn’t you?
>You look back to Gilda who just shrugs nonchalantly
>Wow, didn’t expect that
 
>She locks eyes with you as she cracks her knuckles
>”Go ahead and say your peace, cause when I’m done with you, you won’t be saying anything for a long time, or EVER AGAIN.”
>Hey, remember when you were panicking?
>Yea, let’s get back to that
>PANICKING!
>You shake your head to bring yourself back fully to the situation at hand
>Gilda smiles again
>”What, do you think you can still win?”
>You feel your face tighten as you clench your jaw and flex
>NO, well you can!
>Probably…
>Should really think of a plan right now
>She stares at you
>Almost like she’s…
>Naw, she’s not
>Is she checking you out?
>She smiles, seductively?
>”Say, how bout you just become my personal dweeb, hand over my ring, and we go have some FUN?”
>N-nani?!?
>She crosses her arms under her, well her tits
>”You know, getting worked up like that always gets me WORKED UP, if you know what I’m saying…”
>This isn’t actually happening is it?
>She smiles as she closes the distance between the two of you a little more sealing the gap of fire behind her
>Who in their right mind goes from wanting to KILL someone to wanting to FUCK them!?!
>She stops as she licks her lips putting her thumbs in her belt loops
>IS SHE FUCKING INSANE?!?!
>”It’d be a shame to put that body of yours to waste…”
>WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
>You blurt out your thoughts with the force of a flying spaghetti monster
“No, what the fuck?!”
>Are you fucking stupid?
>She shrugs
>”Fine, suit yourself; I’ll just have to have my fun the OTHER way.”
>You see her pink aura start to gather in her fist
>Well shit, it seems as though you’re out of options now…
>One last ditch sprint at her?
>Yea, one last ditch sprint
>You sigh and ready yourself to give it your all before another voice rings out
>”The only FUN you’ll be having is with yourself!”
>In a pale pink poof of smoke appears
>Trixie?!
 
-Earlier-
>Your eyes crack open as you awaken
>Stretching and letting out a long yawn you look to the sky
>Still sunny out
>You fish out your phone from your skirt pocket
>2:35pm
>Well, at least you got a few hours to yourself to sleep
>Standing up you brush yourself off and retrieve your slightly singed hat
>Seeing that it’s been more than enough time, hopefully Gilda is nowhere near the park now
>You forgot your supplies
>Hopefully she didn’t just break all of them
>It took you forever to get all of it
>You can feel tears starting to well up once more, but stop yourself through sheer will
>You can cry again later for now you need to get moving
>You begin your trek out of the forest
>You didn’t go very far in so the walk doesn’t take long, not surprising really
>But what IS surprising is what greets you stepping out of the forest
>As you step over a shrub you can’t help but stare at the skyline outlining the city, and that’s when you catch it, or them
>Several colored dome like structures engulf different parts of the city
>There’s a red, neon green, and neon pink one jutting from the city
>You rub your eyes just in case you’re seeing things
>The domes however stay where they were
>The red one is somewhere downtown, the mall maybe?
>The neon green one is near the graveyard?
>Then the neon pink one is, at the park!?
>Memories of fighting for your life in that pink battlefield flash in your mind as you clench your fists
>Is Gilda tormenting someone else?
>Or maybe…
>Is someone fighting her?
>The list of people who would is pretty small though…
>But at the top of that list only one person comes to mind
 
>Anon!
>But why would he be at the park?
>You feel like you’re forgetting something
>Something important that was happening toda—
>Of course!
>Anon must’ve been waiting to see YOU!
>Oh no, if Anon was waiting next to your little stage, then Gilda must’ve seen him!
>She was probably waiting there to hit you again when you finally went back to get your stuff
>You can see how it played out now
>Anon would walk into the park with a bouquet of roses and chocolates pacing around anxiously in his new suit a few minutes before your show
>Eventually, only a few minutes before show time, he would work up the courage to finally sit in front of your stage
>He starts off nervous enough, but as the minutes pass Anon gets antsier eventually working up a slight sweat
>That is until out of the forest comes, Gilda the STUPID and UGLY!
>She stalks up behind Anon only stopping for fear he might smell her AWFUL MAN B.O. that wafts out of her HAIRY PITS!
>She probably startles Anon out of his peaceful wait with her DISGUSTING SMOKER'S voice saying something like
>”Uh, hey there Anon, are you waiting for the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie?!”
>Anon would obviously be repulsed by the unexpected interruption from the OGRE known as Gilda, but would hide it with that kind smile of his
>Then he would reply courteously in his deep, caring, and silky smooth voice
>”Well, yes, I am currently awaiting the Gorgeous and Stunning Trixie’s arrive; I’m growing slightly worried about her though.”
>Gilda would then stifle a laugh behind her HAIRY MONKEY PAWS!
 
>Peeking out from her paws she would snicker before replying with her CAVE SPEAK, something akin to
>”Oh, and why are ya worried about her for dweeb?”
>Even Anon would then show his disdain for the HORRID CREATURE known as Gilda by scoffing before answering cautiously
>”Well isn’t it obvious? I am worried about her because I am madly in love with the Intelligent and Popular Trixie of course!”
>His already muscular chest would puff out a bit with pride as he mentioned his love for you
>That is, before it would deflate with a blush growing on his ever worrying chiseled face
>”Oh, but don’t tell the Astoundingly Beautiful and Humble Trixie; for this afternoon I will admit my undying love to her!”
>Gilda would obviously be so enraged with jealousy because she can’t get a boyfriend even half as wonderful as YOURS
>In that jealous rage she’d probably let her emotions take hold of her TINY BRAIN and say something evil like
>”Heh well, you don’t need to worry about telling HER anything!”
>Anon, concerned with her uncouth tone of voice, would be standing on his guard now around the angry TOAD Gilda is
>He would then, holding his chocolates and candy behind him so Gilda wouldn’t chomp them down like the ANIMAL she is, ask
>”Why do you say that oh fowl troll?”
>Gilda would then clap as she laughs madly thinking about all the horrid things she did to you!
>”HEEHEH, that’s because, I TOOK CARE OF HER ALREADY!”
>Anon would gasp as he steps back trying to gain some distance with the now uncontrollably cackling Gilda before pointing his flowers at her
 
>”What have you done with the Bewitching and Incredibly Talented Trixie you grotesque monstrosity of a human!”
>The brutish and half-witted Gilda would figure out from Anon’s tone of voice and big words that he was insulting her
>Figuring that out Gilda would enter that mad berserker rage of hers before a fiendish smile overtook the pathetic excuse that she calls a face
>”Do you REALLY want to know what I, the most freakish girl in town, did to the Superb and Ravishing Trixie?”
>Anon would clench his fist slightly crushing the flowers before he releases his grip
>Turning around he would breathe deeply as he sets his chocolates and flowers on your stage
>Turning, he’d let all his righteous fury take hold of him as bellows at the impish savage known as Gilda
>”You WILL tell me what you’ve done to the love of my life THIS INSTANT!”
>Gilda would get a perverse smile as she tells him about the diabolical things she did to you
>All the while Anon would be getting angrier and angrier
>Until eventually Anon would let out a mighty roar as he flexes ripping straight through his shirt and suit coat
>Pointing to Gilda he would voice his anger
>”You FIEND, I DEMAND that you pay for your VILE crimes you’ve committed against the Resplendent and Angelic Trixie!”
>Gilda would then crack the knuckles in those disgusting CLAWS that she calls hands
>”Heh, why don’t you like, MAKE ME dweeb!”
>Anon would then run towards her as she prepared for battle
>That MUST be what’s happening now!
>You have to get to the park, quick!
 
>After all, you don’t want to miss your valiant knight slaying the TROGLODYTE that is Gilda!
>But how do you get there in time!?
>Anon has probably been fighting her for a bit, and you don’t have a way to get there quickly!
>Well, there is one way you have, but you haven’t tried to use it outside of running away from Gilda
>Maybe if you just focus really hard…
>You begin to visualize the park, specifically the playground a bit away from the park center
>You close your eyes as you strain yourself trying to concentrate with all your might
>After what seems like hours of intense concentration you can feel something
>Almost like a brief weightlessness before you fall to the ground with a thud
>An immense feeling of vertigo washes over you
>Did it work?
>Opening your eyes you shake away the dizziness and see red plastic
>Yes, you must be in the climby-thing in the playground!
>Peeking your head out of the red structure you are met with an unpleasant sight
>Anon is fighting Gilda, but instead of him beating her handily he seems to be barely holding his own
>Well that’s actually a generous assessment
>Anon is practically flailing as he tries to dodge Gilda’s powerful pink flame pillars
>At least he’s doing better than you did without magic
>You practically had to be in constant motion just to avoid Gilda using ONE hand
>You can’t imagine what kind of reflexes and agility is needed to dodge TWO hands without magic
>You notice that Anon seems to be slowing down somewhat as he tries to scan the battlefield and close the distance to Gilda
 
>You should go out and help him!
>But, you don’t know how you could
>You loathe admitting it, but…
>You’re magic isn’t as powerful as Gilda’s
>Her magic is just too fiery!
>You haven’t seen her do anything other than those flame pillars!
>Then again, she didn’t really need anything else…
>Well you can’t just sit here!
>Anon is fighting with everything he has!
>You can see it on his face, the way he looks so serious
>It’s just like the fight with Flash
>You just don’t understand why he’s not using his magic
>You just know he would only need one punch to knock Gilda’s lights out with a punch like his
>You shudder remembering the wave of air that blew towards the school as his fist collided with Flash’s face
>If only Anon could get an opening to close the distance…
>You can’t fight, but maybe you could…
>You look down at your singed clothing as you grasp your hat tightly
>Maybe now is when he falls in love with you?
>You just need to go out there and help him
>You swallow audibly with a loud gulp as you focus behind Gilda
>You can do this
>You can do this
>You CAN do this!
>All you have to do is g—
>What?
>Before you finish your thoughts so you can rush into the fray, Anon does something amazing
>He seemingly is able to change the direction he’s going mid-stride and roll behind him
>Wait!
>As he springs up from his roll he seems to be holding something
>Is that one of the pillar balls?!
>However he doesn’t stop there, no he uses his momentum to slingshot the ball of fire at Gilda!
 
>The pink ball of death goes tearing through the air towards Gilda as you find yourself holding your breath
>Hit her!
>You can’t tell from here, but it looks like it hit dead center!
>That’s amazing, Anon must play baseball or something!
>You almost feel bad to admit it, but oh, who are you kidding you LOVE to admit it!
>You look forward to seeing a battered Gilda!
>Just as soon as all the smoke clears up
>Wow there’s a lot
>You look over to Anon who looks very worn out to say the least
>At least the battle looks like it’s over now
>Wait, why is Anon suddenly standing straight up again?
>You look back to the clearing smoke wall only to see that Gilda is just fine!
>What!?
>But you saw her get hit!
>It was dead center!
>You can hear her as she starts to yell
>”What, did you think you GOT ME?!!?”
>You certainly thought he did
>”How fucking STUPID are you dweeb!?! Did you REALLY think I wouldn’t just explode my OWN orb before it hit me?”
>Uh, well you didn’t think of that either…
>”Playtime’s over!”
>Suddenly Gilda stomps her foot down causing flame pillars to erupt in a square around Anon!
>You can’t let this happen!
>She starts to slowly stroll towards Anon before stopping between flaming pillars
>”So, before I hurt you worse than you’ve ever been in your life tell me, why do YOU care for the great autist so much anyways?”
>You hate when she calls you that!
>Wait that’s not important right now!
>Anon is in trouble!
>”Well, you going to answer my question, or am I gonna start making you an extra crispy dweeb?”
 
>WHAT DO YOU DO?!?
>Anon seems to be panicking as well
>Maybe he DOES nee—
>”I’m WAITING dweeb!”
>OH NONONONONON—
>Anon tenses up before yelling back at her
>”Beca-because I care!”
>What?
>WHAT?!?
>H-he cares?!?
>About you!?!
>You feel so many emotions swirling in your head at once
>On one hand, OF COURSE Anon would care about you!
>You are THE Great and Powerful Trixie!
>But on the other hand
>OH GOD, HE CARES!
>ABOUT YOU!
>You’ve never had a boy say he cared about you!
>What if he wants to get married!?
>What will you call your children?!
>You never thought about these things!
>You’ll need one for a bo—
>”Oh wait, are you, are you tellin me? Oh god you are!”
>Gilda seems to be laughing like the baboon she is
>What could she b—
>”YOU actually LIKE the raging autist?!?”
>Of course he does!
>She’s just jealous that he LIKES you!
>You’re going to go steady and get married!
>Then you’re going to have two kids named, uh…
>Hermione and Harry!
>Yea, they’ll be as magical as you are!
>Yep, she just jealous because Anon basically just admitted his undying love for you
>You wouldn’t be surprised if she starts screa—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by a chuckling Anon
>”Gilda is a cunt, with a capital c!”
>Oh
>ANON WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?
>The last thing you two need is an ANGRY Gilda!
>You look over to Gilda who…
>Seems oddly calm
>”Go ahead and say your peace, cause when I’m done with you, you won’t be saying anything for a long time, or EVER AGAIN.”
>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>Gilda is M A D mad!
 
>”What, do you think you can still win?”
>Of course Anon can!
>You saw how he smashed Flash in the face
>She wasn’t there, but YOU know the extent of Anon’s powers
>Anon seems to be flexing and sweating hard
>Is he, nervous?
>He can beat her!
>Of course he can!
>Wait, something’s off
>Is she?
>”Say, how bout you just become my personal dweeb, hand over my ring, and we go have some FUN?”
>WHAT!?!
>Is she trying to steal YOUR boyfriend!?!
>Well, boyfriend to be
>It’s pretty much a verbal agreement now
>After all, he cares about YOU…
>”You know, getting worked up like that always gets me WORKED UP, if you know what I’m saying…”
>That, errr, HOMEWRECKER!
>At least you think that’s how that term is used, you don’t really know
>But still, she can’t have Anon!
>Anon is YOURS!
>You find your own rage is starting to boil as Gilda continues to eat Anon up with her eyes
>”It’d be a shame to put that body of yours to waste…”
>She doesn’t even LOVE Anon like YOU do!
>She’s just a stupid ugly JERK!
>Anon seems to blurt out in a panicked frenzy
>“No, what the fuck?!”
>Ha, take THAT Gilda!
>You had no doubt Anon would stand by your soon to be official relationship
>It’s going to be so exciting whe—
>”Fine, suit yourself; I’ll just have to have my fun the OTHER way.”
>What!
>No, you can’t let her hurt Anon!
>Even if you’re scared…
>You can’t let her take the only thing that’s YOURS you have left!
>She may have taken your magic show, but she WON’T get HIM!
>You feel your rage take over in place of your fear as you blurt out from the safety of your hiding place
“The only FUN you’ll be having is with yourself!”
>Without needing to concentrate you warp in front of Anon with your chest puffed out
 
“I won’t let you harm Anon!”
>You seem to have taken both by surprise
>”Trixie!?!”
>”Oh, you’re back you autist?”
>THAT’S IT!
>You point a finger at the dumb and INTOLERABLE Gilda
“I’m going to make you PAY for hurting Anon, and ruining my show!”
>Gilda starts to laugh as Anon steps beside you
>”Trixie what happened here?”
>You look to Anon, who looks a bit worse for wear honestly
>You have to get him out of here befor—
>”Oh, don’t worry Anon, you’ve already seen what I did to her before.”
>She put up her hands as she shakes her head
>”Though I’ll admit, YOU were a lot more fun than she was.”
>She mock cowers as she explains
>”She running around like she was a chicken with its head chopped off!”
>You did not!
>She begins to laugh as she holds her sides
>”At least you, big guy, were able to keep cool under pressure.”
>Well, she’s right there…
>Gilda gives a little hip sway as she drags a finger from the corner of her lip to her jaw
>”You know, my offer still stands; if you want to rethink your answer…”
>Anon steps in front of you shielding your with an arm
>That’s right, Anon cares about you!
>”Yea, about that…”
>Gilda seems to perk up for a moment as Anon leaves his sentence hanging in the air
>Anon takes a few confident strides forward as Gilda stares at him intensely
>”How about instead of a, no what the fuck I give you a REAL answer?”
>What’s he?
>Gilda takes a few steps forward with a sultry smile
>”Oh, please DO share…”
>Anon motions for her to come closer
>He wouldn’t
>Gilda steps so close they’re practically hugging
 
>This will end in one of two ways
>One, this plan will succeed spectacularly with no difficulties
>Or two, this plan will crash spectacularly with no survivors
>Here’s leaning towards number one!
>You motion Gilda over with hopefully a suave smile
>She paces forward only stopping inches from your face
>You can’t hear anything as you step forward a little bit more only just stopping yourself short from touching her
>All feeling has drained from you as you hold that position for the tensest few seconds of your life
>Much to your horror, Gilda whispers as she keeps one hand in her jacket pocket and another reaching towards her zipper
>”So, do you want to do it in front of the autist? Because that’s pretty hot…”
>If not for how focused you are right now you would say something, but right now you’re too busy holding your breath
>She seems to take your silence as a yes because she starts to unzip her jeans while licking her lips
>”Kinky, I like it!”
>She looks down to your crotch
>”Hey dweeb, do you have a cond—”
>This is your chance!
>While she looks down to your crotch with a hand on hers you lean back and clench your jaw
>Flinging yourself forward with all you’ve got you smash headfirst into her cheek as she looks back up
>You can’t quite tell, but you’re pretty sure you hit your mark
>Well, if the whole being on the floor and in massive pain and hearing nothing but ringing has anything to say about it
>FUCK!
>Your body was already in pain, but now you feel like you just smashed your head into a wall
>Well that figures, after all Gilda is pretty thick headed
>You smile as you try to stand up
>Try being that oh-so-important word once more
>You crumple to the ground as your vision fades a bit
>Instead of the cold hard ground greeting you however, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you from behind keeping you from the ground’s cold embrace
 
>You can’t really tell who it is, so it’s safe to assume your plan failed
>You feel yourself manhandled into a face up position as you struggle to regain your senses
>Gilda is probably going to smash your head in isn’t she?
>Oh joy
>At least it’ll end this WICKED headache you’ve got now
>You lie there awaiting your beating
>And you wait
>Wait some more
>Maybe it’s already happening?
>Huh, would’ve thought your skull getting pounded in would hurt
>Or that you’d at least feel something
>But you feel nothing
>Oh wait, there’s a nice breeze
>Wait, nice breeze?
>You open your eyes and instead of a bloodthirsty Gilda beating you to a bloody pulp you see the leaves of a tree sway above you
>Slowly propping yourself against the tree you examine your new surroundings
>This isn’t the park; this isn’t the park at all!
>You seem to be in a secluded grove of some sort
>Looking around it doesn’t appear anyone is here
>Hey!
>Next to you leaning against the tree is your backpack
>It even has the slightly dented thermos in its side pocket!
>Well slap a wig on you and call you Anita!
>Looks like Trixie must’ve poofed you outta there!
>But, if that’s true where is she?
>You glance around the place once more, but it doesn’t appear that anyone else is around
>It’s just you and the forest here
>Well shit, you didn’t even get to see her show or thank her
>Hopefully you’ll see her at school or something
>As much as you’d like to nap here you would prefer any naps be taken in your bed
>Or at least not when you’re bleeding from uncovered wounds
>You slowly pick yourself up off the ground
>You heave a sigh as you look towards the city
>This is going to be one hell of a walk
 
>GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!
>You hold your mouth and resist the reflex to retch as you roll on the ground in pain
>You feel the need to puke and like you’re bleeding
>You wipe your mouth and see that you are indeed bleeding
>You spit out some blood to the side as you sit up and steady yourself
>YOU ARE GOING TO FUCK—
>Your internal rage pauses as you notice that the Autist and Anon are gone
>They ran away!
>THEY RAN AWAY!
>You hear the dirt crunch below you as your hands squeeze in anger
>When you get your hands on Anon!
>You massage your now sore cheek as you prod the major chunk of mouth you accidentally bit off with your tongue
>You’re not sure what you’re angrier at right now
>That the dweeb FUCKING HEADBUTTED YOU!
>That he refused to have sex with YOU!
>Or maybe it’s the fact you let how horny you were cloud your better judgment
>Correction, how horny you ARE
>Damnit, you wish he would’ve just shut up and nut up
>But no, now you’re here all blue beaned with no one to do
>You cough a bit as you spit out more blood
>You don’t know what to do now
>But you know one thing for sure; you’re going to wring Anon dry
>And next time it’ll be in more ways than one
>You look up to the afternoon sky as you hear footsteps behind you
>”Hey man, what’re you doing sitting there like that?”
>Turning around you see it’s Lightning Dust
>”Oh shit, dude are you ok?”
>Late again cunt, but at least you can use her
>You stand up in a huff
”Come on let’s go; I need you to help relieve some stress.”
>She smiles while looking you over
>”Sure, but before we get going mind doing me a solid?”
“What?”
>”Zip up your pants.”
>Fucking, damnit!
>You zip your jeans up as Lighting Dust smirks linking arms with you
>”So why don’t we go to my house?”
 
>You decide to take a much needed rest on a bench in the secluded streets
>Jeez, how long have you been walking?
>You pull out your phone and check the time
>3:12pm
>Wow, it’s been a whole 10 minutes since you started your trek from the grove, but it feels like it’s been hours!
>You slump in the bench as you spread your limps out
>You feel like you should worry about someone seeing you there right now; you know what with the two open wounds and all
>Looking around though, it doesn’t seem there are many wandering around right now
>Small miracles you suppose
>Hell speaking of small miracles, you actually know where you are!
>You’re like a few blocks away from home-base
>Finally!
>You’ll be able to bandage yourself up and rest!
>Oh, and you’ll see if Jordan is ok
>You feel like you should be more worried about it, but you can’t be bothered to muster up the energy
>As you glance at Gilda’s ring on your finger you summarize what just happened so you can build a plan for later
>For starters, you need to figure out how to use magic, pronto
>Gilda easily handed you your ass on a silver platter
>The only reason you got away was a mixture of her toying with you and Trixie being there
>You feel like it’s safe to assume Gilda is one of Nihilem’s SINs
>Though how does Trixie know magic?
>Maybe the others know something about her?
>You sigh as you clamp the bridge of your nose with your fingers
>This headache will just not quit will it?
>Guess you kind of deserve it though thinking back on it
>Why didn’t you just punch her?
>You never thought about how much smashing your head aganist something as an attack would hurt
>At least you learned something new
>You definitely never want to headbutt someone again as long as you live
 
>Another good question comes to you as you eye the ring
>What the hell was D thinking giving you this!?
>Was he trying to kill you!?
>Or was thi—
>”A warning?”
>You look over to see someone who looks remarkably like D, but in human form
>”That’s because it is me, in human form.”
>Joy, another visit from your favorite thing
>Totally not getting tired of seeing him three times in one day
>D sits down next to you as you shuffle over a bit to make room
>”Anon, I’ll be REAL with you as the kids say.”
>Literally who says that?
>”I don’t know, someone has to, besides that’s not the point…”
>You’re no expert by any means, but it seems like D is, worried?
>”I am Anon, I honestly thought you’d be able to handle her.”
>What, just HANDLE flame pillars?
>D looks to you and shrugs
>”I thought that if I fixed your pin up and threw you into the water you might take like a fish, but I may have mrph mrp…”
>What?
“You kinda trailed off there, one more time.”
>D avoid eye contact opting to stare at the ground instead
>”I SAID that I may have, possibly, just might of mrph mrp…”
>Once more, from the top
>He heaves a sigh like a kid caught doing something wrong
>”Look, I might have just cleaned the thing of excess dark magic clogging its systems and underestimated Gilda.”
>Fucking what?
>He looks away blush lines like your japanese animes forming on his face
>”It’s all very complicated let me assure you, but I figured you would be able to use it again after I well, cleaned it. That and I figured your fighting spirit would awaken mid-battle!”
>He looks back to you fluttering his eyelashes
>”I swear I wasn’t trying to hurt you Anon, I only wanted to test your abilities.”
>What a great test!
>You suppose it was going to be a pass or fail
>You know, where the result was you’d live or die!
>D feigns shock with a hand cradling his face
>”Oh no, I would never let someone kill you in such a one-sided fight Anon! After all, you are my star pupil.”
>When did you become his pupil again?
 
>D covers his mouth as he gives a theatrical gasp
>”Anon, why must you wound me so? I only want to help my disciple-to-be…”
>He looks down at the ground somehow looking like a kicked puppy
>Fucking Christ D
>You slip off the ring from your finger and hand it to him
“Look D, I get that it’s fun to watch me squirm like a little worm, but you shouldn't steal other's things to do so.”
>D grabs the ring and looks to you with a raised eyebrow as you take a deep breath
“But for the love of all that is good would you just give me a break for a little while?”
>You hold up your hand and start counting off
”So far counting for ONLY today I’ve, fought the queen of the changelings with a semitruck, put the smack down on like 6 guys in a matter of half a minute AFTER they bit me TWICE,
been told I will grow up be a delicious meal one day, almost exposed myself to a girl like an idiot, was then discovered by that girl wearing her lacy black panties as an
impromptu bane mask, and then got my shit handed to me by another girl who wanted to FUCK ME after said shit handing!”
>You rub your temples as D remains silent
“So can I just, at least until tonight, get some peace and quiet? Is that too much to ask?”
>D shrugs while scratching his neck
>”Well, I didn’t cause ALL of that to happen you know…”
>You cross your arms
“No, you’re just responsible for the two undoubtedly worst things that happened to me today.”
>”Well that’s debatab—”
>You cut him off with a glare, hopefully broadcasting that you aren’t in the mood for this shit right now
>D gives you a sheepish smile
>”Alight, maybe I’ll agree your day has been less than, stellar.”
>You sigh once again hanging your head
“I think that for right now, I’m just gonna go home bandage myself up and take a nap.”
 
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>D nods as you end your tirade
>”Alright Anon.”
>What?
>You look to D who pulls a small notebook out of his suit coat
>Pulling a pen out as well he starts to scribble in his tiny notebook
>Upon finishing whatever he wrote he snaps it shut and tucks it away once more
>”There.”
>You reiterate nani?
>”I cleared my plans for you tonight.”
>WHAT?!
>D places a hand on your shoulder
>Does that mean all this really IS his faul—
>”I’ll give you a break for now, and no it’s not.”
>He stands up
>”It just means I’ll push back my plans for you so you can take a minute to breathe.”
>Oh
>Well, ok then
>Thanks?
>D nods with a small frown
>”I really AM sorry about the incident with Gilda, I thought for the life of me that your pin would activate. Guess there’s some things I can’t leave to chance…”
>He starts to walk away slowly before turning back around abruptly
>”Word of advice for you Anon, I know what you’re thinking pretty much all the time, and let me tell you, heroes generally DON’T want to fight like the villains they’re trying to overcome.”
>Turning back around he gives a small wave as he walks around the corner
>Wow, that’s some unusually somber advice, especially coming from D
>Then again, you’ve only known him for less than a day, so what do you know?
>Perhaps he just switches from goofy to serious a lot?
>You shake the thoughts out of your head
>You’ve got more important things to worry about right now!
>Like getting home and finally taking a nice HOLY SHIT you forgot about Jordan!
>You stand up quickly, much to the dismay of both your body and head
>You gotta get home, NOW
 
>Well that hurt
>You’re currently hunched over in front of your apartment building
>You breathe deeply through the pain that wages its unrelenting war upon your poor body
>Grasping at your pockets and coming up empty a few times you finally find your keys
>At least none of the stuff in your pockets fell out
>Small miracles Anon, small miracles
>Turning the key you open the door and peak through
>There better not be anybody in wait or you’re gonna!
>Oh, coast is clear
>You cautiously step in and make your way up the stairs
>Standing in front of your door you can scarcely believe it
>Nothing’s going on!
>Maybe you can finally just take a nap!
>You can feel your mood lighten at the thought of a nice nap
>Unlocking the door you open it with the bare amount of effort needed
>Coast is STILL clear!
>Looks like the place is still in the same state it was in the morning, oh happy day!
>You close the door, making sure to turn the lock, hook the chain, and swing the deadbolt into position
>You are getting your rest!
>You shed your backpack to the floor as you slip out of your slightly charred sneakers
>Here it is!
>You walk towards your room
>The moment you’ve desired…
>You step through the threshold
>What you NEE—
>What the hell?!?
>It always has to be something doesn’t it?
>Lying before you is someone in your hoodie
>On your floor
>In your room
>IN NOTHING BUT YOUR HOODIE!
>You can’t tell who it is, but damn do they have a nice ass
>Wait a second; you’ve seen that symbol before
>The girl in question turns to you and it’s
>SUNSET!?!
 
>WHAT THE HELL!?
>NO, calm down
>There’s obviously a ratio—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by the barely covered semen-demon tackling your legs rubbing her face against you
>Bare ass
>Barely covered body rubbing against you
>The overwhelming scent of lavender invading your sense of smell
>Yes hello, is this brain?
>Sorry but the number you have dialed is currently unavailable, please hang up and try again
>You stand there awestruck by the feeling and sight of the barely clothed girl rubbing against you
>At least until you hear purring
>Girls don’t literally purr
>At least you don’t think so
>You look down to the bacon haired girl below and notice something strange
>Well, stranger than finding her rolling around in your clothes naked
>While she looks up to you, you notice that her eyes are off
>Like they’re just solid blue
>Wait, solid blue eyes, purring, and rolling around in your clothes?
>The also no apparent signs of forced entry
>This couldn’t be?
“Jordan?”
>The now pretty much confirmed Sunset Jordan continues to purr as it rubs its head against you
>Wait, since it turned into Sunset does that mean it’s a girl?
>Also why did it turn into Sunset?
>How does it even know what Sunset looks like?!
>Too many questions!
>You need to focus on the important issue at hand here!
>Your eyes drift down to the ample rump wiggling bare beneath you as Jordan continues its rubbing offensive
>No bad!
>You snap your eyes ahead as you ready yourself
“Jordan, if you’re going to keep being Sunset then we need to get you decent.”
>Jordan chirps as it wraps its rather slender arms around your right leg
>Well, Sunset’s rather slender arms
 
>No, don’t think too hard on that
>Heh, hard
>NO!
>You start walking only to find Jordan has wrapped its legs around your right leg as well
>Oh, how preci—
>This would normally be adorable as it’s like the little fella is riding your leg, but now it’s horrible
>BECAUSE IT’S LIKE A PANTY-LESS SUNSET IS RIDING YOUR LEG!
>YOU ARE NOT PREPARED FOR THIS!
>Did IT just touch you!?
>No wait that’s just the hoodie
>Instead of tempting fate further by bouncing Jordan on your leg increasing your chances of coming into contact with Jordan/Sunset’s no-no area, you drag your right leg across the room to your closet
>Opening your closet you’re pleased to find several pairs of pants and underwear readily available
>You grab some holding it above Jordan
>You have to stress every word here so Jordan gets the message
“PUT, THESE, ON…”
>And Jordan looks at you like you’re crazy
>You hand it the clothing anyways, hoping it gets the gist of what you want, as it scoots off your leg
>Jordan examines the boxer-briefs curiously before you see it have a eureka moment
“Yes, put them on!”
>Jordan nods and puts them on…
>On its head
>You pinch the bridge of your nose as Jordan peeks at you through a leg hole giving a little chirp
“N-no, not even close…”
>Ok, Jordan is like little babby, yes?
>Show it how to do it!
>You carefully take the undieroos off of its head and pat your chest
“Here, I’ll show you how to do it.”
>You take off your sweatpants, this time MAKING DAMN SURE not to take your underwear off with them
>You then put on the underwear and take them off multiple times making sure Jordan is paying attention
>You then hold them in front of Jordan
“Now you.”
 
>Jordan looks to the underwear and then you
>Smiling with recognition Jordan nods with a giddy smile
>Good, looks like it gets i-WOW OK YEA THAT IS NOT COVERING ANYTHING!
>As Jordan stands up you avert your gaze so fast you swear that if you were a lesser man your neck would’ve snapped
>Didn’t see anything!
>Nope, nothing at all!
>Certainly not the hoodie barely hiding the sight of Sunset’s crotch!
>You are SO GLAD you’re bigger than her
>Just thinking about if you were quite a bit shorter and less muscular than you would’ve seen…
>You let out a painfully Tidus-esque laugh involuntarily
“AHAHAHA AHAHAHA!”
>Wow, you haven’t inspected that corner of the room in quite a while!
>Is that dust you see?
>You’re forced to refocus back to Jordan as it pokes you in the stomach with an outstretched hand
>You look back and see Jordan smiling with an eager look of expectancy
>Is Jordan looking for praise?
>Well, it did put the underwear on right
>You sigh before smiling and placing a hand atop its head
“You did well.”
>You caress Jordan/Sunset’s hair as it stands there as if seemingly shocked
>That is until it starts rubbing its face into your caress as it chirps happily
>Damn, even as Sunset that’s adorable
>But while an underweared Jordan/Sunset is nice, it’s still like Sunset standing around in nothing but one of your hoodies
>Time to remedy this!
>You hold the sweatpants you brought out for Jordan in out-stretched hands
“Do the same thing with these!”
>Jordan seems to understand this time and puts the pants on without any difficulty
>Well except for the fact your pants sorta just fall flat right after Jordan pulls them up
 
>Jordan futilely tries several more times to bring the pants up only for them to fall once more
>You finally decide to step in when Jordan starts to look a bit disappointed
>Crouching down you bring the pants up and tie the drawstrings tight
>You only now realize how close you are to Jordan/Sunset
>Like, VERY close
>The scent of girl is strong
>Ok, what the hell is wrong with you?
>Keep your head on straight Anon, this IS Jordan!
>You shake away any bad thoughts as you step back and give a little hand flourish
“Viola, your pants will no longer fall!”
>Jordan just flashes you the dopiest smile you can imagine before hugging you
>Aw, it feels so warm
>When was the last time you wer—
>Oh yea, it was by Sunset, and you were crying
>Let’s not think about that, shall we?
>You pat Jordan’s head as it rests its head on your chest
>Managing to finally pry Jordan off, a thought occurs to you
>What if Jordan didn’t KNOW how to eat?
>That sounds completely idiotic, but could be a possibility
>You point to your bed
“Go sit over there while I grab some snacks.”
>Jordan looks to the bed and back to you before nodding vigorously
>You turn around and as you step through the doorway to the living room you hear a *pomf* from behind you
>Now what would be a good snack?
>Oh, wow you’re stupid
>You pick up the slightly beat up backpack off the ground and place it on the counter
>Unpacking it, it seems like the culinary treats Rarity packed are still in one piece
>What the heck are these?
>Look kinda like English muffins
>Or like tiny reverse pancakes
>Are these crumpets?
>Whatever they are, they’re probably delicious!
>You grab one and as you’re about to take a bite you realize how stupid you are
 
>You can’t eat this cold and without tea!
>That’d be disrespectful to Rares!
>Well, hopefully she wouldn’t mind you splashing her tea in Gilda’s face
>Whatever
>You place all the crumpets(?) on the toaster oven tray
>Might as well heat them up and toast them a little!
>You set them to toast for a minute or so while you start boiling some water
>Pulling out a few mugs you decide on what flavor of tea to use
>Earl Grey, English breakfast, or French vanilla sound like good options
>Decisions decisions…
>Can’t go wrong with good ole Earl Grey!
>As the ding signaling the crumpets(?) are done toasting, you hear a knock at the door
>Who could that be?
>Not many know where you live
>Well, besides Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Sunset, Luna, and Celestia
>Maybe one of the girls needs you for something?
>Or Luna and Celestia got done with whatever they’re up too?
>Whatever it is, you just hope it’s not trouble
>You undo the deadbolt and chain as you stand in front of the door
>Your hand hovers over the lock for a moment as something in the back of your head yells to just goto sleep instead
>But you’ve got snacks and stuff
>And what if someone ACTUALLY needs you for something?
>You sigh as you unlock and open the door
>And what greets you is…
>The smiling trio known only as the BJ Brigade
>”Hello again, my dear Anon.”
>Of course
>Why don’t they bring Chrissy and Flash along?
>That way you can just see EVERYONE AGAIN!
>You look down to the smirking Adagio as she looks up to you
>Heaving one of the many sighs you’re bound to have you speak as you massage your temples with one hand
 
>”Hey there Adagio…”
>Heh, Anon might be less than happy to see you right now, but soon he’ll be singing a differe—
>Wait, what happened to him?
>”Wow Anon, you look like a chewed up piece of dog shit.”
>Anon drags a hand down his face
>”Thanks for that, uh Aria.”
>”Yea, you look like you were bitten by zombies! WAIT, you weren’t bitten by zombies were you!?”
“No Sonata, Anon wasn’t bitten by zombies; you weren’t right?”
>Anon stares you in the eyes for a moment before sighing once more
>”Got into a fight.”
>”Ah, so you got your ass kicked, huh? How did it happen, I thought you were BIG and STRONG.”
>You shoot Aria a glare, hopefully silencing her, to which she just huffs as she crosses her arms
>Anon leans on the door frame while looking unamused
>”It happened when I went up against 6 magic monsters and took them down in less than a minute.”
>You smirk to Aria as you point to Anon
“See, Anon can more tha-wait did you just say 6?”
>”Wooowww, are you like a monster hunter AND a bird summoner Anon?”
>Anon nods slowly
>“Yes, and no.”
>He seems so serious, you doubt he's lying
>Sonata let’s out a sad hum as you and Aria both look at Anon in shock
>You had figured Anon was strong, but to fight 6 people, no magic monsters at once…
>You’re going to enjoy having such a strong boytoy
>”Now, excuse me if I come off as rude, but what the hell do you three want? I’m a bit tired and don’t want to be up right now.”
>Sonata jumps
>”OOH, I know this, we’re here to ensla-GAH!”
>You elbow her sharply in the side with clenched teeth
>”Dagi, that REALLY hurt…”
>Coughing into your hand you try to clean up Sonata’s little mess
“We’re here to ENTICE you to a little proposition of ours…”
 
>Oh yea, REAL convincing
“Not interested.”
>As you go to turn around Adagio grabs your hand
>”Now wait, hear us out; we just want to talk.”
>Normally you’d just walk away, but something irks you
>Adagio’s grip is strong, way too strong for her size
>Knew they had some kind of magic altering their physical prowess
>Something tells you that it would be a good idea to wait for a good moment to leave
>Not while she has a hold on you
>You sigh for the literal hundredth-odd time as you turn back and cross your arms
“Ok, what’d the deal?”
>Adagio smiles brightly
>”Trust me, you WON’T be disappointed…”
>Spreading her arms out as if to point to all of them she speaks
>”WE, the three beautiful sirens are going to ask YOU to be our personally boytoy!”
>Uhh
>”Yea, we can hangout all the time and eat tacos and stuff!”
>”I don’t really give two shits what you do, as long as I get me some of that magic dic—”
>Adagio elbows Aria in the gut
>”AHEM, what she MEANS is, all we would ask in return is a little bit of your magic is all.”
>Uh-huh
“Is that all?”
>She holds a finger up
>”Don’t worry, you’ll of course get BENEFITS as our personal boytoy!”
>Trying to keep the disdain out of your voice you ask against your better judgement
“Oh do tell.”
>Adagio adopts a sultry smile as she now leans on the door way dragging her finger down the doorframe
>”Well, not many students talk to us now… It’s very LONELY with just the three of us.”
>She looks away towards the ceiling
>”Why if a man were to be around us so much, they’d probably be the ONLY man we could talk to. They would be the only man we’d interact with EVERY day.”
 
>She makes eye contact with you suddenly
>”As the only one we could rely on, why, we would just HAVE to REWARD him wouldn’t we?”
>Oh boy, REWARDS again, huh?
>“Yea, I could let you wear my taco eating sombrero!”
>That you wouldn’t mind seeing
>Aria pinches the bridge of her nose
>”She means that we’d fuc—”
>Adagio doesn’t break eye contact as she kicks Aria in the shin who mutters under her breath while clutching her shin
>”Shit that hurts!”
>Adagio continues with her speech
>”And since we’d be SO appreciative we may even decide to REWARD him WHENEVER he wanted.”
>You get the feeling you’ve heard talk like this before
>“After all, we’re all just starved for the attention of such a handsome man; who knows what sort of REWARDS we would be more than willing to give…”
>You’d be lying if you said you weren’t getting a bit hot under the collar thinking about it
>But you know better than to just throw yourself at someone with magic who tries to put thoughts in your head
>Adagio steps back and flutters her eyelashes
>”So what do you say Anon?”
>Easy
“No.”
>Aria clicks her tongue while cracking her knuckles
>”Told you he wouldn’t do it, just let me knock some sense into him.”
>Adagio holds an arm up while laughing
>”It doesn’t matter if he agrees!”
>She holds both her hands up like she’s giving her energy to Goku
>”He doesn’t know that he’s already fallen, now that he’s under our spe—”
*SLAM*
>You quickly reapply the deadbolt, chain, and lock
>You’re only met with silence for a the briefest of moments before you hear a muffled voice beyond the door break the silence
>”Dagi, I don’t think he’s under our spell…”
>”I can SEE that Sonata, thank you!”
 
>You hear a sigh
>”I just don’t know how he could resist my charm AND my magic!”
>”You win some you lose some Adagio, can I try now?”
>”Yes, we’ll try your way now.”
>Pfft good luck, you’re behind 7 sheets of reinforced wood door
>They ain’t getting in here
>You walk over to the kitchen and proceed with your snack making
>As you pour the boiling water into mugs you hear several loud thwacks at the front door
>Pffft, are they actually trying?
>That would take even you a few tries before you could bring that door down
>And that’s only because you know where to hit the door
>You shake your head as you take the now nicely crisp crumpets(?) out of the toaster oven
>Plating them you notice that the thwacking has stopped
>Must’ve finally giv—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by a loud *CRACK* followed by a subsequent *THUD*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZMg9ryeWOw
>Did they just…
>You look at your door as it lies on the floor
>Aria strolls into your living room brushing some sawdust off her knuckles before smirking at you
>Your head is starting to throb
>”Don’t you know it’s polite to answer when someone knocks?”
>Why is everything getting red?
“Oi…”
>The crumpets are starting to blur
>Sonata and Adagio skip in behind her
>When did your breathing get so heavy?
>”Sorry Anon, but we won’t take no for…”
>They all seem to stop as they stare at you
“You three…”
>Why do you feel so, ANGRY?
>”Dude calm down, it’s just a door.”
>You slam your fist so hard into the counter it cracks
>Just a door, no it’s just YOUR door!
>Sonata and Adagio both step behind Aria before Adagio peeks her head out
>And THEY broke it!
>”We can always replace the door Ano—”
>Looking up from the crumpets your glare focuses on her which causes her to hide behind Aria once more
>”W-what’s wrong with his eyes Dagi?”
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-EARLIER-
*SLAM*
>Did you just do that?
>You lean against the door for a moment as your breath begins to quicken
>You must look absolutely, MESSY
>Your heart is starting to pound faster and faster
>Speaking of pounding…
>You NEED to deal with this
>Knowing that Anon isn’t there you feel your feet fling yourself upstairs
>Fantasies run through your head as you feel your face get more and more flush
>Your sweaty hands are shaking as you grasp the knobs of your closet door
>You can’t seem to get a solid grip they’re shaking so much
>You practically tear the doors aside revealing your treasure
>Opening your box labeled “Rarities” you gaze upon your collection
>You’re practically dripping with anticipation as you select your “partner”
>You love all of them, but you can only use one right now
>Well, two if you were in more control of yourself
>So the BIG question is, which to use?
>In your addled state of mind a great idea comes to you
>Why not use the one that most reminds you of, Anon…
>You can practically feel the flood gates opening thinking about what you almost saw
>How close he was…
>How big that bulge was…
>You swallow your building up saliva
>The Punisher™ it is
>It’s truly the only one SIZABLE enough to emulate the real thing
>Snatching your trophy up you jump onto your bed
>No time to prep, you need this NOW
>You slip out of your shirt, discarding it to the floor
>You’re so glad you only wore a single layer today
>You try to unlatch your skirt, but your hands won’t stop shaking!
>After fumbling around with it you manage to at least pull down your skirt to your knees
 
>This is good enough to start
>You lean back against the head rest with your legs spread out in front of you
>Now you just need to think about…
>You can see him standing in front of you, his ripped physique glistening like a star in the moon light
>How you share a passionate kiss with him as your eyelids hang half-lidded over your gaze
>Until he would break the kiss bringing his massive hands to your bare chest
>You slip your hands under your bra and palm your chest
>Your breathing is getting horse
>Thoughts of the words he’d whisper to you as he rubs and pinches your nipples
>You can feel your heart race through your slick skin
>Oh god, it feels too good just feeling the warm touch of you-his hands
>You bite down on your lip as you feel his hands work down your body
>Massaging and caressing your body until he stops above your sopping womanhood
>Slipping his hand underneath your panties he would lightly brush it with his fingers
>Lightly tracing the outline before prodding you with a finger tip
>You can feel it as your finger enters into your already moistened entrance
>The wet sound of the finger squishing in and out
>Until he feels your dampness is enough to work another finger in…
>And then another
>You can feel it build up inside you
>He would start to go faster as he sees your lust-filled stare
>You feel your crotch rise into the air involuntarily as you pivot in and out
>You can hear the orchestra of less than lady like noises as they fill the room
>You can’t help but notice between the labored breaths, squishing, and moans you let slip out
 
>You’d be lying if you said you cared
>This is just too much!
>You feel better than you’ve ever had!
>It must be because you’re thinking about him…
>You can’t get enough!
>You can feel every twitch yo-his fingers make as they brush and scrub your insides
>You can’t contain it, but then again…
>Why contain it?
>You give in to the intense pressure that’s built within you
>Letting out a loud moan you didn’t know you were holding you arch your back
>You squeeze you-his fingers with your insides as the wave of pleasure rushes through you
>Your rump hits the bed as your legs collapse beneath you
>T-this feeling…
>It trips every other time on stage and laughs at them with the audience!
>You can feel yourself regain a semblance of control as you breathe raggedly
>But something is wrong…
>Something that good would normally be enough to calm you down, but you only feel the fire inside rekindle!
>You want MORE
>You need this to be as real as can be
>You slip off of your bed landing on your knees
>Closing your eyes you grab The Punisher™ as you lean on your bedside
>You can still remember the sight of it
>You can even remember the heat and smell of musk that radiated from it
>You know you shouldn’t have, but you looked at it a bit as well
>You still got the inseam, but you also got something much more
>An imprinted image of his *ahem* large ACCESSORY
>You can see it now
>You look up to him with lady-like grace as you palm him in your hand
>You grip The Punisher™ at the base as you press it against the bedside
>It’s only the proper way to go about this
>It’s only right that you repay him in kind for his rapt ATTENTION
 
>You lick your lips as you imagine his face looking down at you
>Eager, but also antsy
>After all, who wouldn’t be if they were about to get a special SERVICE from YOU?
>You exhale a small breath onto the tip of The Punisher™
>A shiver of excitement runs up your spine as your imagine him twitching to your sudden stimulation
>You can imagine the look on his face as you smile at him fluttering your eyelashes
>You’d have to start slow, like he did
>You slowly stroke the full length of The Punisher™ as you sync your breathing to your hand’s motions
>The thought of his reactions to your coordinated assault sends more pleasure coursing through you
>You tighten your grip a bit as you start to add twists and turns to your motions
>You feel your mind becoming foggy as you smell the musk of his you smelt earlier
>It’s as if he’s right here
>You decide to further your advance as you plant a kiss on his tip
>Just the image you conjure for his reaction is enough to keep you going
>Instead of taking this slow you instead start to tickle the underside of his head with your tongue
>You can’t help but moan thinking of servicing him
>You swallow the head whole with a loud *plop*
>You begin sucking and blowing being driven by the thoughts of the pleasure you’re giving him
>You don’t let up as you bob your head down his shaft
>A lady wouldn’t go in halfhearted after all
>You can practically feel his member twitching as you work your way up and down him
>You can’t believe that even THIS is getting you going!
>You can barely keep yourself from engulfing him whole!
 
>You can feel heat building up inside you once more
>You’re sure he wouldn’t mind you helping yourself while you service him
>You begin to probe at your warm flower as you redouble your efforts on Th-his tool
>You can’t help it after all; Twilight is to blame for this flame within you
>You frantically pump his ever expanding dong as your fingers penetrate your stamen
>The loud noises of the various schlicks, slurps, and sucks fill the room like a symphony
>As your saliva drips onto the floor, along with other fluids, you feel like he’s ready
>You let his meat pole go with an audible *pop*
>Smiling at The Punisher™ you walk over to the wall literally dripping with anticipation
>You’re so glad you got this
>You firmly press The Punisher™ against the wall where it firmly sticks in place
>Suction cups are VERY useful
>You quickly disrobe what little modesty that was covering you and fling it to the floor
>You’ve been waiting for this for sooo LONG
>You position yourself over his mighty sword
>Spreading your petals apart you decide it’s time to get right to the main event
>Aligning yourself you slowly press back into The Pun-Anon’s love-stick
>You can scarcely contain yourself as your mental image of Anon grows more real with every passing inch you take in
>You have to stop for a moment to collect yourself as the pleasure of him inside you is unbearably high, and you aren’t even done yet!
>You can feel his hands on your backside pressing you down on him further until you bump into the wal-his abs
 
>Finally…
>Yet another torrent of pleasure flows through you as you sit fully embracing his man saber
>Now to take it slow and stea—
>There’s time you should be a proper lady, but right now…
>Isn’t one of those times!
>You move forward to the point that you almost dismount The Pu_Anon
>Only to slam back down all the way with a satisfying *schlick*
>Your legs almost can’t support your weight as you almost go limp
>Oh does that feel gooooohuhuood…
>You begin your new attack on Anon with a frenzied vigor
>You can barely pace yourself, but that’s Twilight’s fault!
>You’re a proper lady normally, but with Anon right here to HELP you…
>How could you resist?
>Your wild slamming starts to work into a rhythmic pattern
>Up and down with Anon breathing heavily over your head
>Yes, you can feel the heat radiating from him!
>You try to spice up the blasé motions by shimmying your hips along with your up and down motions
>You can almost see him mesmerized by the seductive dance you perform while never relenting in your act
>Thinking of his gaze drives you insane cloaking your mind with a sheet of pure lust
>The only way to regain your sanity is thankfully behind you
>You can’t keep yourself up as well now as your legs shake
>You slump over as your pumping slows down
>However, it seems that your hips are moving on their own!
>Your movements increase in speed and power, almost rivaling your previous vigor
>You just can’t stop the more you think of him above you
>Thinking of him slamming inside you over and over
 
>You can’t take this anymore!
>This feeling inside you has gone from a fire to kindling and now to a raging inferno!
>You’re at your limit!
>There’s only so much a lady can take, and you are well past that
>You can’t stop your hips from moving!
>You know it’ll be just a little longer before you go over the edge
>All it would take is just thinking abou—
>Suddenly a thought invades your mind
>”It’s more than alright; you are already being far too kind.”
>Your dreamy make believe Anon in your mind is replaced with your memory of the genuine article
>How he smiled at you when he said that
>How he smiles whenever he complements you in earnest
>And…
>And it…
>Makes you hotter than any fantasy could!
>You clamp down on The Punisher™ with a vice like grip
>Images of Anon’s impressive physique flash through your mind
>Images of him saving you from those frightful creatures
>You suddenly can’t pump fast enough to meet your demand to have him
>The rising crescendo of your moans, thumping on the wall, and your sopping sounds reverberates throughout the room
>And you couldn’t be happier
>You feel it hit you like an earthquake
>A small advanced warning slowing you down before IT hits
>Then like an Earth-shattering cataclysmic event it finally hits you
>The biggest feeling of absolute PLEASURE washes over
>You slump over once you ride out the full feeling
>You lie on the ground with your bottom half still firmly embedded in An-The Punisher™
>That was absolutely heavenly!
>That was the best you’ve ever had!
>That was…
>That wasn’t enough
>You feel like you might need to go another round, or two…
 
-BACK TO THE PRESENT BUT SOMEWHERE ELSE-
>”Well well, I was wondering when you’d show your face…”
>You step out of the shadows into the foggy mist of a room
>You sport your usual curled smile and shoot finger guns at the back of the man staring out the window
“Oh well, you know just how CHAOTIC my schedule is!”
>Spinning around in his swivel chair you get a face full of vapor and a scowl
>You really didn’t think he would be vaping even now
>”What do you want Discord?”
>You, want anything?
>Pffftt
>You slither up to the vaping man and stretch a paw over his shoulder
“Why would you think I want ANYTHING from you my SomBRO?”
>You reel back in mock offense before fluttering your eyelashes at him as a halo appears over your head
"You don't think that I would ever try to take advantage of YOU, do you?"
>Sombra inhales deeply before exhaling a large vapor cloud into the ceiling
“Ooooohhh, cool vape trick there Sombra, you’ll really have to teach me!”
>He shoots you an angry glare as his eyebrows twitch
>”Do not think me a fool Discord; I know your tricks. I have extensive knowledge of your way with words and how you scheme.”
>Oh he does, does he?
>Sombra swivels back around to look out his window
>”I grow tired of the meddling from supposed Gods; so no more games, just tell me what you want.”
>Wait, Gods plural?
>Has someone besides Nihilem been that open with Sombra?
>Definitely something to look into, but for now
“Well far be it from ME to want to meddle in you affairs Sombrero!”
>You hold a claw to your mouth as you tilt your head looking off in wonder
“Buuuuuttt I heard from a little birdie that you might be staging a little heist…”
 
>You poof on a PAYDAY mask while slipping on blue latex gloves
>Well trying to anyways, you seem to be having trouble getting them on right
“And I just wanted to let you know that I want in!”
>Sombino raises an eyebrow as he takes a puff of his vaperido
>”YOU want to help ME?”
>He leans back in his chair while forming a finger pyramid with his hands
>”And why exactly do you WANT to help Discord?”
>You lean back in mid-air and take a puff of a bubble wand
>Blowing a few bubbles with a serious scowl you look Somboni in the eyes
“Isn’t it obvious? To cause a little CHAOS of course!”
>You snap a claw willing a flow chart to appear next to you
>Pointing to a picture of Sombooty strung up with marionette strings you smirk
“You know that Nihilem is using you for HIS plans, correct?”
>While subtle, you can see Somebra’s eye twitch
>”Yes, I am aware that he thinks to use me to further his own agenda; what of it?”
>You smile devilishly as you point to the next picture showing various faces
“Then you must be painfully aware that you’re not the only one of which he has given more magic to, no?”
>You can hear the creaking of Sombono’s chair as he grips the arm rests
>”YES, yes I am aware that he has empowered others…”
>You notice that his eyes are focusing on two people in particular as he blows more vape into the foggy room
>Chrissy and
>Anon?
>Ohhhh, you smell something juicy!
>You close the distance between the two of you and whisper to him
“See something you like, ey Sombento?”
>He practically growls at you causing you to slink back in mock terror
“Sorry there Somboodle, it’s just you’re staring so hard at them… If you stare at them like that, you might make them pregnant!”
 
>Discord…
>You tire of his games already, and it hasn’t even been ten minutes!
>He seems to enjoy toying with you
>Perhaps he doesn’t see you as a legitimate threat?
>PERHAPS YOU SHOULD REMEDY THIS?!
>You crack your neck audibly as Discord wiggles around yammering on about something going “doki doki”
>This seems to get Discord’s attention as he resumes a more laid back smirk
>”Oh lighten up Sombot, I’m just trying to have a little FUN with my favorite vape-master!”
>Again he has to make fun of your vaping, IT'S NOT AS THOUGH YOU WANT TO DO THIS!
>Again he belittles you as though he was invincible
>You’ve had it with all these so-called gods with no one to challenge them for dominance
>Well no longer
>You’ve been given an edge, and it seems the time to reveal that edge might be upon you
>You close your eyes and take a deep breath of your special vapor blend, making sure to savor its entire cornucopia of flavor
>Letting it out slowly you open your eyes and stare Discord in the eyes as your vapor flows through the room like a fog
“Tell me how you wish to help, or leave, NOW.”
>Discord puts his claws/paws on his hips with a smirk and half closed eyes
>”Now now, we both know that you won’t do anything; so why not just lighten up and let me have a bit of fun?”
>He does underestimate you
>Good, that’ll make this next moment all the more sweeter
>You activate your trump card causing Discord’s eyes to snap open in surprise
>”Wha—“
>Before he slams into the ground
“You’ve underestimated the wrong opponent Discord…”
>You step out of your chair and squat down to the struggling form of Discord as your vapor swirls around you
“And now, you will pay dearly for that.”
 
“HERE!”
>Your loud yell elicits an eep from your butterstick companion
>You stand in front of Sunny’s Apartment
>”W-why are we here again Pinkie?”
>You turn to Flutters with your hands on your hips
“Well, SunnysaidthatNonslivesreallyreallyclosetoherhousesoifewanttofindhimwejus-“
>Flutterbutter holds a hand up and leans against her dolly
>”So we’re visiting Anon?”
>You nod up and down rapidly
“Yep, we’re gonna give him our big “thank you for saving our lives” cake!”
>Flutters frowns a little while looking at Sunny’s Apartment
>”So that’s why we had to rush to your house and make this?”
>She points to the big 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™
>Hope Nanners likes chocolate, vanilla, marble, red-velvet, Boston cream, yellow, and apple flavors of pie and cakes!
>You turn to Flutters and give her a big smile
“Well of course silly! We can’t just give Nonny any old cake, now can we? After all, he SAVED OUR LIVES!”
>You think back to how terrifying it was
>Also how much fun it was!
>Fun to run
>Not fun to be chased by scary monsters
>You shiver involuntarily thinking back to them
>Just think of the positives Pinks
>At least you got to scream your heart out with your friends!
>And Non-bon also, sort of, like, savedyouandstuff…
>Why is your face hot?
>You’re brought out of your confusing introspection by your yellow companion
>”Um Pinkie, are you ok?”
>You shake your head like a salt shaker and smile smile smile!
“Yepperoni and cheese just lost my head there for a sec!”
>Flutters smiles softly while leaning back on the dolly
>”Oh ok then…”
 
>You stare some more at Sunny’s apartment loosing yourself to your thoughts once more
>Many things swirl inside your head
>Does Sunny like LIKE Nons?
>Does Rari-
>Pffffttttt
>You can’t even finish that thought
>Rarity has been all over Nanneran
>Well, at least from what you’ve seen
>It also seems kinda like AJ likes him too, but how much?
>Dashie seems to think he’s cool, and Twiggles wants to help him
>Flutters also seems to be worried about him too
>But an even better question is, does Non-non like anyone of you?
>Have you all been forcing him a little too much?
>After all, you’ve never seen him with anyone else as much as you’ve all been with him the past few days, and you’ve kept tabs on him!
>He seemed pretty exhausted at lunch today too
>He didn’t even eat all his tendies with his usual gutso!
>Then again, his parents asked him to stay with you all…
>And Chillestia did ask you all to make sure he was okay after that Flash stuff happened…
>You look back to the 10 layer Pinkie Cake-pie™ as it stands like a towering monument to all things sugary and sweet
>That should bring joy to anyone’s face, but perhaps…
>Maybe you should leave him alone?
>Anon might need some time to himself
>It pains you to admit it, but he might like having a bit of time to himself after the past few days
>But something else even more super important is nagging the back of your head
>Did you leave the oven on?
>No wait
>That’s not it silly brain!
>No no, the REAL thing bothering you for a while was…
>Do YOU like LIKE N-Anon?”
>That’s a bit of a hard question if you’ve ever heard one
 
>”Pinkie?”
>Huh?
>Refocusing you notice Flutters waving her hand in front of your face
>”Are you sure you’re alright Pinkie; it’s not like you to space out this much, especially when we’re going to give someone cake.”
>You grin sheepishly while rocking back and forth on your heels
“Yea sorry Flutters, just the hamster running around the wheel too much!”
>Flutters cocks an eyebrow before shaking her head
>”Well anyways, where are we supposed to meet Anon; does he live near Sunset?”
>You root around in your hair for a moment while Flutters looks around as if looking for Nans
>Pulling out your cell phone you open up your text convo with Sunny
“It says here that he lives in the same apartments, B building!”
>Flutters nods before tilting her head slightly and pointing
>”Wait, isn’t that him right now?”
>Turning to her pointing you notice that
>It is Nonny!
>Wait
>He looks, a lot worse than before…
>He’s got that whole just got in a fight vibe about him
>It helps that you can see quite a few scrapes and bruises from here
>Is he running away from something?
>Your Pinkie Sense™ is telling you that you should investigate!
>You look to Flutters standing by your 10 layer Pinkie Cake-pie™
“I’m gonna go see what’s up with Non-non; you stay here and guard the 10 layer Pinkie Cake-pie!”
>Flutters face scrunches up like a pug
>”Wait what, don’t you think that maybe we should stay tog—“
>You grab the now red Flutters by the face
“No time to explain!”
>You start running off towards Nonny only to stop and turn around
>Wearing black sunglasses and with a deep voice
“I’ll be back.”
 
>Running to catch up with Nans you spy someone running ahead of him
>Now who could that be?
>Getting closer you see that Non has corned whoever he’s chasing
>You can hear both of their labored breathing from here
>Did you come at a bad time?
>You spy a bush next to Banners and decide to see what’s going on
>Diving into the bush it appears you’ve gone unnoticed to the two currently staring each other down
>Peeking out of the bush you finally see that Anonmana is glaring at
>One of the Dazzlings?
>Oh wait, you know this one!
>Ariana Grande!
>No wait, Aria!
>Yea that’s it
>When did they go for the “just crawled out of a fresh grave” look?
>You thought they were more of a “glittering attention grabber” kinda band
>You notice that they both look like they just got out of filming an Evil Dead remake
>Lots of what looks like blood and torn clothes
>Can’t say you’re a fan of a bunch of the tears and gashes
>It looks like Non-non is the one who’s lost a lot of blood, but Aria looks like she’s not doing so hot either
>Or did Anomnon…
>There’s no way Nonny would beat up Aregano er, Aria like that!
>Oh wait again, they look like they’re about to speak
>”You’re REAL persistent, aren’t ya? Would it help if I said I was sowee?”
>Something’s off about this
>Besides the whole panting and covered in blood thing
>Nan-Anon seems off
>You can’t quite tell, but his stance is more aggressive than usual
>Notthatyoupayattentiontohimespeciallyoranything!
>You squint a bit and notice something
>Is that pink smoke coming out of his head?
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCtEmXBvuI4
>”RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!”
>An ear-shattering bestial howl spews from Nons
>Wowie, he sure is letting out one heck of a scream!
>Naners charges forward at Aria
>That pink smoke stuff has engulfed him as you notice Aria get into some sort of fighting stance
>”Again with this shit, when are you gonna learn…”
>Just as Non-non is about to tackle her she
>She’s beside him?!?
>”That’s not going to work!”
>Somehow sidestepping Anonns, Aria jams an elbow down at the base of his back causing him to crumble into a still mass on the floor
>Wow, you didn’t know Aria knew kung-fu!
>Wait, that’s not important!
>Aria dust her hands off while looking at Nonerang
>You need to stop her from hurting him!
>But how can you do that?
>Aria suddenly looks towards, you?!?
>”I’d run away now if I were you Pinkie.”
“WHAT?!”
>You involuntarily scream while popping your head out
“How did you know I was here?!?”
>Aria smugly smiles while pointing at you
>”Your hair was sticking out o wise pink one.”
>Ohhh!
>”But yea, that whole running thing is probably for the best.”
>She turns back towards, Anon!?
>He’s standing up again slowly, but he seems to be struggling
>”Because he’s not going down any time soon.”
>Aria saunters over to Nons cracking her knuckles as he heaves gasping for air
>”After all…”
>Before Nonny can look up Aria delivers a swift uppercut to his jaw sending him flying back a few feet before he lands with a loud thud
>”This is the fifth time I’ve made him kiss the dirt.”
 
>And you might be the one who does so next
>You keep your breathing under control as you eye the crumpled heap that is Anon a few feet away
>You have to end this soon, or at least get out of here as quick as you can
>You don’t feel like you can keep this up much longer, and judging from the raging magic surrounding him, he can
>While you hate to admit it, you are worried
>After all, you’re not sure Sonata actually knows how to take care of a burn like tha—
>Your train of thought is interrupted by the pink eyesore
>”I can’t let you hurt him anymore!”
>Pfft, let?
>Does this girl really not get it?
>You turn your head to the side to eyeball her
“Are you always such an idiot, or are you pretending to be stupid?”
>Pinkie jumps out of the bush and points at you with an outstretched finger
>”Hey, I’m not an idiot, and if I was pretending I would pretend to be something more fun like a Slavic break dancer!”
>Uh, what?
>That’s what she has a problem with?
>Also
“Are you an incredibly fucking dense brick or someth—“
>Your quick insult is cut short by what you assume is Anon’s fist slamming into your stomach
“Fu—“
>Bending forward from the impact of the blow your vision goes black as he grabs your head and slams it into his knee
>Need to get awa—
>As you bounce off him you try to spin away
>Only for him to grab your wrist
>Shit, how fast is he!?
>Using your momentum and twisting your hips you use your grabbed hand to grab his wrist in return moving to twist him off his feet with you
>You decide to try and strike his face with your other fist as well for good measure
 
>Only to see something horrific as you jerk to a stop mid-fall
>He’s not even fazed!
>In fact, it’s almost like he saw it coming!
>His right arm is rock steady with a death grip on your left even while twisted downwards!
>While his left arm is holding you up by your right!
>How in the hell can he be doing THIS now, when not even five minutes ago he wa—
>Your panicked thoughts cease as you see him start to hurtle his head towards you
>Is this idiot going in for a head-butt?!
>Since he’s so nice and keeping you held up, you decide to give him a bit of what he gave you
>You hurriedly sweep your knee up in an attempt to stop his head-butt
>Luckily it seems his hands are too preoccupied to block it as your knee connects with his dangerously close head earning you a sickening *CRACK* as his eyes jerk up
>However…
>He hasn’t dropped you!
>His eyes refocus on you with a blink, even as you both stand there with his head resting on your knee
>Hearing a guttural growl from behind his clenched jaw you swear you see him pop a blood vessel before he literally flings you over himself
>Hurtling towards a nice comfy brick wall you try to shield yourself with your arms
*CRASH*
>Upon crashing into it you realize you may have done a pretty shit job of it though
>You hit the floor in a shower of bricks as they land around you with a large dusty cloud
>Coughing trying to catch your breath you struggle to look back at Anon
>Oh fucking Tartarus…
>Beyond the lingering cloud stands Anon with his jaw hanging there loosely while staring daggers at you
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prHVlkFM9oc
>That can’t be healthy
>He grabs his jaw with both hands
>Oh please don’t do that thing whe—
>Before slamming it up gracing your ears with a delightful *CRUNCH*
>Yep, that’s the stuff
>Opening and closing his jaw he chews nothingness a bit before smiling
>And oh by Celestia’s sunny ass-cheeks, what a smile it is
>You doubt Anon smiles like that regularly
>At least you hope so…
>Oh shit, he’s coming towards you!
>Gotta get up!
>Through labored breaths you manage to will yourself up, but you know
>You can’t go on like this
>It takes almost everything now just to keep up straight
>If you had even a minute to recover you may be able to stand a chance a little while longer, but looking at Anon you don’t think he’s going to give you one
>Maybe if you go all out?
>His footsteps echo through the still area
>But you haven’t needed to go all out since…
>You can see Anon twitch slightly as magic continues to pour out of him
>Can you hold on while doing that?
>His advance doesn’t stop as images of the last time you went all out in a fight flash forward
>The last time you were able to go all out
>The ash
>The lava
>The screaming
>Latin and equestrian
>Then finally the worst thing rears its ugly head
>The silence
>It’s almost enough to make you lose yourself before you even start
>But you shake your head and clear your thoughts
>You HAVE to be here for those two idiots
>There’s no way you’ll die like a dog to him!
>Your fist curl up in defiant rage
>Not before you get back to Equestria and smash that Suncunt straight in the muzzle!
 
>You lean forward to position yourself for go time
>You’re probably only going to be able to get one good shot with how much magic you have left
>Though, you doubt Anon is there enough to dodge it
>Then again, you didn’t think he’d catch you in mid-air either…
>You’ll just have to wait until the last possible second to strike then!
>You breathe in deeply centering your focus on the walking Anon
>Only for a pink blob to enter your peripheral
>Wait is that!?
>The Pink idiot sprints up stopping a few paces ahead of you
>Is she blocking Anon from you?
>”Nanners, you need to stop!”
>Isn’t she supposed to be your enemy?
>Anon doesn’t even slow down
>Throwing her arms out as if to shield you she continues
>”Isn’t that enough!?”
>Is she REALLY this stupid?
>His footsteps penetrate the resounding silence only broken by your and Pinkie’s breathing
>”Come on, I brought you a really really super yummy cake!”
>Just get out of here you fucking retard!
>Yet still Anon marches towards you
>”We could all have a nice party and become friends!”
>You clench your teeth as you bore a hole in the back of the idiot’s head
>All the while Anon keeps chugging along painfully slow
>”Don’t you WANT to smile instead Non-non?”
>Great, now you can’t just rip through him
>Not with her standing there…
>Anon’s pace slows down as he finally notices the frantically waving Pinkie
>”P-please Anon, can’t we just all get along instead?”
>Damnit!
>Anon stops before bumping into Pinkie
>You’ve got to help HER now too!
>Stupid pink goodie-two shoes
>You start sprinting forward as you see Anon wind up a punch
>Shit you’re not gonna ma—
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbyq9f3FRN4
>What!?
>Suddenly a blur smashes into Anon from the sky
>Now who in Tartarus is this?!
>Another musclebound man stands atop the grounded Anon
>Hmmm, he actually seems a bit bigger than Anon
>More bulky
>Wait that’s not important!
>That guy has a magic aura coating him!
>It’s so thin compared to Anon’s, but you get the feeling he’s making it that way on purpose
>Why do you get such a feeling of déjà vu looking at it?
>Just who is h—
>”Have no fear ladies, for it is I, Iro-Platinum Mettle!”
>Platinum Mettle?
>Oh for the love of
>Focusing a bit on him you see that the new arrival, calling himself Platinum Mettle, is wearing a literal superhero costume
>And he’s heroically posing…
>Why can’t anyone be normal in this town?
>”Wow, a real superhero!”
>The caped crusader smiles holding a hand towards the jumping Pinkie
>”Please, no autographs.”
>Really?
>”Ok, maybe one autograph!”
>Pinkie shakes her head as her hair deflates a bit
>”I-is Anon going to be ok?”
>Platinum looks down to his foot planted atop Anon’s chest
>”I’m sure that Anon will be just fiIIIINNNNEEEE!”
>He starts yelling as Anon tosses him to the side like a piece of trash landing into a tucked roll
>Rolling back to his feet in one smooth motion Platinum poses as he points to Anon
>Gotta give him points for sticking that landing at least
>”Treat me like a pushover, and you’ll get the once over!”
>Ok, now THAT rings more than a few bells in your head
>It’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just can’t quite place it
>Anon gets up looking somehow angrier than he was before
>”AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
>And of course he howls once more at a new opponent
>You ready yourself as you see Platinum do the same
>Let’s hope this guy isn’t just all talk
 
>Anon wastes no time charging towards the two of you raising one of his fists in the air
>You notice Platinum charge forth as well
>Is this guy an idiot or just confident?
>As they clash you run around them to strike Anon from a flank
>AS you pass the side you see that Platinum is holding his own pretty well
>He’s grabbed Anon’s raised wrist and is striking Anon’s stomach with his other hand
>Anon is just smashing Platinum’s back as he’s tucked in under Anon’s arm
>Don’t think that Platinum gets what he’s fighting against yet
>As you round them you yell
“Get out of the way Gold Idiot!”
>Doing his best to step out without Anon grabbing him you hear him say as you start sprinting towards them
>”The name’s Platinum Mettle, another name of which I will not settle!”
>Seriously?
>You leap into the air and drive yourself towards Anon
>Luckily he doesn’t notice as you hone in on his back
>With a solid strike you crash into the base of his spine sending you and him to the ground
>Jumping off of his back you stretch a bit
>”Most impressive, delivering a blow most aggressive!”
>He’s not going to stop any time soon is he?
>Platinum starts walking up to Anon’s twitching body
>”I wager he will be out for a while; I’d like to help you with a smile most g—“
>Before you can warn him Anon grabs Platinum’s leg
>”He’s sti—“
>Pulling it out from beneath him, Platinum topples to the ground as Anon straddles him
>How many times do you have to put this guy down?!
>You move to help Platinum only to be surprised when Anon goes flying past you
>”Make me fall, and I’ll make you bawl!”
>Platinum stands up with a smirk as Anon jerks himself to a standing position
 
>You get ready to beat Anon once more, but instead he rushes past you
>At least it seems like he’s focusing on Platinum whatever instead of you
>Maybe now is your time to escape?
>You quick glance at the masked man
>The magic aura around him is pretty weak
>Impressive you guess for a world with no magic, but comparing his with Anon’s…
>Shit, it’s like comparing the raging ocean with a kiddy pool
>It’s hard not to underestimate him because of that, but…
>For some reason your gut is telling you there’s more to this guy than he’s letting on
>Maybe you can leave Anon to him?
>Ah why the fuck do you care?!
>When did you give a single fuck about anyone that wasn’t you or your family!?
>Did getting blasted with that rainbow laser make you lose yourself in the music?
>Err, lose yourself to the Rainboom’s stupid little Smashmouth “Why can’t we be friends?” shit
>Yea, that’s what you meant
>You shake your head finally settling on Pinkie watching the fighting between Platinum and Anon ensue
>Maybe it was…
>Your thoughts drift for a moment to Sonata
>Her goofy optimism
>That childlike humor of hers
>How she just wanted to be…
>Bah, whatever
>You aren’t needed here
>You lower your stance and turn around
>Waving a hand over your shoulder you make sure to yell
“Hey thanks for the save or whatever, I’m leaving.”
>You can hear Platinum jumping out of the way as Anon smashes into something
>”If you’ve gotta skedaddle, I’ll take on the battle!”
>Does he do that rhyming thing when he starts fighting?
>Boy you’re glad to be leaving right now
>Last thing you want to see is some stupid costumed idiot spout off one-liners he’s probably spent months memorizing just for this moment
>”Come on Anon, it's time to bring it on!”
>Putting your hands in your pockets while shaking your head you walk back towards Anon’s apartment
 
>Heh, that’s one problem taken care of
>You were almost running out of rhyming lines!
>You push a wild haymaker to the side and deliver a swift jab to Anon’s stomach
>That and you REALLY don’t think you’d be up to fighting another creature that was banished from the gate
>Stepping back you tap the base of Anon’s neck with your elbow
>God knows how well that went last time
>You step forward over the now still Anon
>Huh, thought he wouldn’t go down that easy, especially after shrugging off two dive kicks
>You notice the magical flow around him burning itself out
>Well guess now you ca—
>As you go to throw Anon on your back however, the pink aura flares back to its original intensity
>Wait what!?
>Your old intuition suddenly pulls you to the right
>Just in time too, as it seems Anon is doing a rather impressive two legged kick by launching himself with his hands
>Probably would’ve hurt if it connec—
>Suddenly in an instant you’re yanked from where you are as Anon passes you
>The next instant your face is full of dirt
>If you weren’t paying attention you wouldn’t know how Anon managed to make you smash into the ground head first, but fortunately for you, you were
>However it doesn’t put you at ease
>How fast do you have to react to grab someone after a failed attack without missing a beat?
>Reminds you of old times
>As you try to bounce yourself up off the ground you feel one solid hit to your back and another to your side
>The ensuing pain causes you to choke for a moment opening your mouth up for some nice dirt to get shoveled in as you literally get pounded into the ground
>This is definitely not a good time to be rusty with magic!
>You’ll need to focus
>As though that’s not hard enough with Anon smashing you like an unrelenting jackhammer!
 
>God it’s been awhile
>You try to remember what your mantra was while the rain of pain showers mainly on your back
>Oh wait, how could you forget?
>Igi drilled pi into you, didn’t he
>Your mind almost wanders to you hitting the books both literally and figuratively with Igi
>At least until a smash to the back of your head pulls you back to the present
>You scrunch your eyes closed as you hold your breath
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1Tv_ciICVM
>You start to recite pi in your head as your senses blur
>3.
>The punches continue their frighteningly fast pace
>14
>You don’t remember it taking too long to speed up
>15
>You can feel the impacts of Anon’s fists start to slow somewhat
>92
>Now it feels like he’s hitting you maybe once a second
>65
>Instead of a jackhammer, it’s now more akin to a sledge hammer
>Still powerful, but much slower
>89
>Two seconds between blows
>7
>Three seconds
>9
>That should be more than enough
>Your eyes snap open the second you feel his fist bounce off your body
>It feels like riding a bike once more
>You roll out from under Anon and are rewarded with the sound of him pounding the ground instead of you
>Springing up to a standing position you let out your held breath with a smile
>Anon’s head snaps to you with a pink shrouded glare
>Hey wait a second!
>He pounces with a ferocious speed, but fortunately for you he seems to be predictable as you sidestep his tackle
>Or perhaps this is unfortunate
>You throw up an arm to guard from the rapidly approaching back fist Anon launches at you while spinning on his heels
>Yea, this is too similar
 
>If you’re right then he’ll probably…
>After his fist bounces off your arm he tries to turn with his hands groping for your shoulders
>Instead you lock hands with him
>Now he’l—
>Without hesitation he grips your hands in return and pulls his head back
>Yep
>You slam your head forward just a bit before he does
>You hear a slight ringing as you both collide
>His face doesn’t change from his primal mask of rage
>He snarls at you as you push against him
>He pushes back as the pink flurries in a vortex around him
>So it is the same huh?
>You stare into Anon’s eyes and confirm it
>His pupils are gone
>He pulls his head back once more for another go
>You however opt to just give him the good ole iron knee
>With the swift trained motion you bash his stomach with the destructive blow while letting go of his hands
>The force of your knee causes him to fly back a few feet and crumple to the ground once more
>You quickly turn to the Pink girl standing off at the sidelines
“Tell me friend of Anon, has he spoken at all in this fight with the twin tailed one?”
>The cotton candy girl bites her thumb for a moment before looking up at you
>”Only if screaming REALLY loud counts as speaking, kinda like this!”
>She then begins to mimic roaring like a t-rex while flailing her arms
>Well that doesn't bode well
>You refocus on Anon just in time to duck beneath yet another wild punch
>You just need to check one last thing
>Taking advantage of Anon almost barreling into you, you tackle him to the ground
>You hit your head on his chin as you get up into a straddling position
 
>Hopefully that’ll stun him as you look around for the cataly—
>There it is!
>Wait, is that Lun—
>Your thoughts are once again cut off as Anon’s fist gets cozy with your cheek
>Must’ve been quite a bit of power in that punch as it sends you reeling back enough for him to reverse positions with you
>Damnit, you can’t let him decide the pace, especially when he’s not even al—
>While you curse yourself Anon takes full advantage of your open face by offering to remodel it for you
>First he just has to smash it to bits
>You grit your teeth as instead of full formed punches Anon just smashes down on your face as hard as he can
>At least you hope that’s as hard as he can
>Your mind clears of any thought as he pounds white noise into it instead
>It’s obvious you can’t afford to hold back now
>Hell, you don’t need to since he can’t feel it anyways
>At least you won’t feel bad for not holding back
>As his fists raise back up for another slam you ready yourself by flexing your arms and speeding up
>3.
>His fists come down like meteors
>But you don’t even need the other numbers this time
>He moves in practically slow motion now
>When his arms get low enough for you to grab easily you divert their motion to the right with a simple push
>As his trajectory now moves him towards the right you lean up and to the left wrapping your arms around his torso
>Sorry about this one kid
>You then put in the strength you’d use in a real fight to squeeze
>How bout you go with a good 40% strength
>Anon’s momentum stops dead in his tracks as your hold tightens on him in a split second
>Yea, it’s over now
 
>You just have to squeeze until you knock him out again
>Then you can just remove his pi—
>Suddenly you feel pain pierce through your right shoulder
>You glance to your right to be greeted with a nice image of Anon sinking his teeth into you
>Seriously!?
>Well you can deal with a love nibble or two
>You just gotta hold out until he
>Wait a second, do you smell burning?
>You immediately feel a searing pain replace the piercing puncture’s pain
>Looking down at the gnawing Anon you see that the flaming pink aura has turned to literal pink flames that spew from the gaps between teeth
>He’s using fire through his bite!?
>You feel a rush of familiar panic flood your mind
>In a feverish reaction you let go of Anon and push him off accidentally using 100% your strength
>You quickly check your shoulder forgetting completely about Anon
>It looks like the burning was just your costume as your flesh is burn free
>You suddenly become acutely aware of how ragged your breathing is
>Guess old wounds die hard, huh?
>You close your eyes and take a deep breath to calm yourself, expelling any thoughts of the past focusing instead on the present
>When you open them again you see Anon at the end of a freshly carved trail hunched over a tree stump a couple yards away
>Now you feel like you may have gone a bit overboard on the kid
>Wait, what are you thinking!?
>You stand up and start sprinting towards Anon as his aura starts to fade
>You have to remove that pin he’s wearing before he ca—
>His pink flickering aura rages once more back to its previous vigor
>Fuck
 
>Not stopping to give him a chance to react you close in on Anon
>As you get near he lets out another howl
>”RRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
>However unlike the other ones, this one stabs into your ear drums causing you to stagger and cover your ears
>You can hear it shaking the inside of your head!
>You grit your teeth as the howl continues
>As suddenly as it came it stops
>You snap your eyes open in time to see Anon right in front of you about to follow through with a lunging punch
>How’d he close that gap so quickly?!
>You try to tuck yourself behind your arms, but you react too late
>His fist connects with your forehead sending you careening towards a bench
>Which you promptly smash right through sending wood splintering all over
>As you lie on the ground for a moment you notice something off in the sky
>It looks as though the sky has darkened with a swirl of pink and gold overlaying the normal blue
>How odd
>Forcing yourself to sit up you notice Anon seems to be standing in place while flexing
>What is he doing?
>You stand up brushing wood chips and dirt off yourself
>It’s not like he’s a blaster like Ti—
>Your heart skips a beat as you notice his aura getting smaller and instead of raging, focusing into his palms
>Of course he’s a blaster too!
>Should’ve known from the mouth fire!
>You start sprinting up towards Anon while focusing on your feet hitting the ground
>Maybe you can stop him before it’s too la—
>As your left foot hits the ground you see him raise both glowing palms towards you
>Well, at least you know the weakness of every blaster
>You begin to zig zag as you close in on him
 
>He can’t hit you with a projectile attack if he doesn’t know where you’ll be next
>You speed yourself up in an effort to outrun where his hands aim, but something’s off
>Instead of letting forth magic bolts at you his energy collects into a basketball sized orb in front of him
>Whatever, you can dodge that and end this before anything else happens!
>Anon lifts the orb into the air like a pitcher
>Take your best shot kid!
>You continue your zig zagging as he chucks it towards you
>Heh, you can easily dodg—
>As you move to doge however, it splits into more balls
>What!?
>You get ready to duck out of the way of them before hearing shouting behind you
>”Look out above you Platinum!”
>You quickly glance upwards
>To your horror it seems like he had another orb coming from above
>Shit, you must’ve focused so much on the one in front of him that you didn’t notice one going up high too!
>You don’t know how strong those are, but you’re going to assume deadly
>At least if what looks like flames coming off them have anything to say about it
>You need to find a way through them!
>You focus harder than you have in a long time to buy you a few precious seconds to chart a path
>However as the world slows down you notice something about the dispersal pattern of the pink projectiles
>They’re all evenly spaced out!
>There’s no way to weave your way through them!
>Which means you’ll have to take at least one of them to the face
>Time to dig out your second trick
>Luckily being as focused as you are makes doing it just like the old days
 
>You imagine the mighty Minotaur standing guard against all foes
>How it can shrug off blows with ease
>You see your blue coating of magic increase as it hardens around you
>Time to see what the kid is made of
>You sprint in a straight line towards Anon determined to smash through his wall of death orbs
>Hopefully your skills are still up to snuff now
>You don’t have time to deviate anymore, so either way, your fate is sealed
>You grit your teeth as you slam a forearm into an incoming orb
>It budges slightly as you lean into it and take the blast head first
>The heat dissipates harmlessly over your blue sheen, but the shock-wave
>It almost stops you right there
>Almost
>Powering through it, you narrowly avoid being hit by the other orbs as they slam into the ground behind you
>Now there’s nothing between you and him!
>Your stride quickens as you zone in for the kill
>You practically leap the rest of the way towards him
>You’re going faster than you thought you could
>So fast in fact, it doesn’t look like you’re going to be able to stop
>Oh well, sorry bout this one kid
>You raise your left arm and slam it into Anon’s neck before he dives onto you
>You press through and pin him against a wall
>He squirms and claws at you, piercing through your blue protection like paper in a few places
>You notice that his eyes have gone from having no pupils to fully pink now
>You quickly rip his pin off, and are almost instantaneously met with relief
>Anon twitches as his magic dissipates almost all at once, before slouching limp against your arm with his eyes closed
 
>You wipe the sweat that has been forming on your brow as, no longer being held up by you, Anon slides to the ground
>Whew, when was the last time you had to fight that hard?
>Probably those trolls huh?
>You smile as your thoughts revisit the good old days
>You sigh however as you remember Igi
>Looking at the pin you tore off Anon you decide to inspect it further
>Looks like you were right; it is definitely Luna’s pin
>A little worse for wear then when you last saw it
>You notice that a number of the stars are now pink instead of their usual white
>So it is like last time…
>Why the hell did Luna give the kid this and NOT explain how it works!?
>That’s the only reason you can think of why’d he’d mess himself up that badly
>You look back to Anon peacefully sleeping against the wall
>Must be one heck of a natural though
>His wounds are almost non-existent
>Pretty sure he was in worse shape when you showed up
>Maybe Igi was onto something about 2nd generation magic users
>”WOW, you did it Mr. Platinum! THAT WAS SO COOL!”
>Turning around you notice two things
>One, the Pink girl is still watching you fight Anon
>Is she one of his friends?
>Thought Tia and Luna said that he was struggling with making those?
>Good to know the kid has a friend loyal enough to stick around when lasers are flying everywhere
>However, the second thing makes you break out in a cold sweat
>Looking past the currently bouncing Pink girl you see the destruction Anon just wrought
>It only reinforces Igi’s thoughts about 2nd geners
>You’re just glad they’re aren’t any more you know of
 
>There are several smoking craters peppering the small rest area
>Some are big enough to be mistaken as fox-holes
>Your thoughts wonder to what Anon could’ve done to someone less powerful than you
>Say, a non-magic user
>You pinch the bridge of your nose as you think of the possibilities
>You’re going to need to talk to Luna about responsibility again, aren’t you?
>”I’m not very sure what you did, but you definitely did it!”
>You see the pink girl is poking Anon
>”You made Anon stop being all RAAAHHHH!”
>You puff out your chest with a smile
“Yes indeed, Platinum helps all in need!”
>The girl looks up at you bright-eyed
>”Wow, that’s SUPER cool!”
>She then starts asking many questions rapid fire
>You kind of tune them out as you pick Anon up and throw him over your shoulder
>”Wait, where are you taking Anon?”
>Well, to Tia and Luna
>But what do you tell her?
>”Are you going to bring him back to his apartment?”
>Well, you could leave him there and hope for the best
>Honestly, he’ll probably be out for a bit
>Sure, why not?
“I was going to, but I have no idea how I’ll do.”
>You really need to get more rhymes
>The pink girl looks at you like you just spoke another language
>Before she slams a fist into her palm
>”Oh, do you mean that you don’t know where he lives?”
>You nod
>Pulling out her phone she taps it a few times and smiles
>”He lives in apartment 3 in B building!”
>Apartment 3 B building?
>That old hole?
>You smile as this knowledge brings back nostalgic feelings
“Thanks for the direction, Platinum is sure Anon will send his affection.”
>The pink girl nods up and down
>”I’ll check up on him after you leave so I don’t find out your secret identity!”
>Uh, thanks?
>The strange girl skips off humming about lasers and cake?
>You shake your head and pull out your cellphone as you look up to the sky
>Looks like it’s back to normal
 
>You grit you teeth as magic slowly works its way through your body giving you that nice numbing you’ve been awaiting
>Letting out a sigh you lean back on the bed next to the sleeping Adagio
>Her chest raises and lowers slowly as small breaths escape her lips
>Staring at the large vertical scar that lies below her red gemstone and across her chest causes you to flinch
>You’re glad Anon didn’t try that many of those on you
>Fire was never a fun time since all those witch trials
>You shake your head to stop yourself from digging up thoughts best left forgotten
>For now you should probably get Adagio a new top
>She’ll get cold missing practically half her top
“Sonata.”
>Sonata opens her eyes as her glowing hands hover over your legs
>”Yea Ari?”
>You give her a soft smile
“Sonata get something for Adagio to cover up with.”
>Sonata’s face scrunches slightly with confusion before she looks at Adagio
>She then looks down and starts speaking in a panicked mumble
>”Oh I’m sorry Aria; I was just too focused on making sure she was ok! I didn’t eve—”
“You did fine; just please get something from the closet for her.”
>Sonata nods and rushes to the closet
>After hearing her move things around she eventually walks back and hands you a grey hoodie
>”Anon doesn’t have many clothes…”
>You accept the hoodie and do your best to fit it over your sleeping sister
>As Sonata goes back to healing you your eyes wander around the wreckage that, up until just a short while ago, was Anon’s apartment
>Though besides the plate of food on the floor, fallen door, scorch marks, smashed coffee table, and dining room in general it is pretty much the same
>You feel like you notice something move in your peripheral
>However looking towards it, there only seems to be a stuffed animal
>Odd, you don't remember Anon having that when you searched the place before
>You're distracted from your thoughts as Sonata hums an unfamiliar tune
>It’s soothing
 
>You feel yourself start to drift as you listen to Sonata’s comforting melody
>As you feel like you’re about to nod off you hear footsteps and a somewhat familiar voice outside the threshold of the doorless front-door frame
>”I still don’t get it, but I will trust you, goodbye.”
>You force your eyes open and stare towards the entrance as you see Platinum walk through with a frown
>Looks like the hero beat Anon
>Platinum looks like he barely has a scratch on him
>Well, besides as small burned through area on his costume, but the exposed skin is fine
>He raises his eyebrows in surprise as he presumably makes eye contact with you through his Robin-esque eye mask
>”Oh, you’re here?”
>His voice is different, like he dropped the heroic twang that you’d expect to hear from a Saturday morning cartoon hero
>It’s deeper and more, tired?
>You notice something else about him, his small coating of blue magic has disappeared, but you can still sense magic from him
>You’ve never heard of a human who was able to consistently internalize magic
>What’s his secret?
>Sonata’s eyes blink open as she whips her head to the new arrival
>”O-oh no!”
>You place a hand on her shoulder
“It’s fine; he’s a HERO.”
>Sonata whispers to you
>"I don't trust him Aria, he might hurt you!"
>Platinum’s frown returns to a more neutral expression as his voice lightens a bit
>”Indeed I am siren.”
>Wait, how doe—
>As he seats Anon against the wall he speaks as if reading your mind
>”You all have identical magical gems around your necks that I’ve only seen belong to sirens.”
>He’s met other sirens?!
>Dusting his hands off he turns around to you and the slightly shivering Sonata
>”So, what happened here?”
>Sonata speaks up before you can
>”W-we just wanted to brainwash Anon so he would come with us!”
>You are NOT helping Sonata!
 
>Platinum smiles as he looks around the room
>”I take it that didn’t go so well.”
>Sonata looks to Adagio as her shoulders slouch
>”No, it didn’t…”
>Platinum squats down and taps Anon’s head theatrically
>”Anon was always a tough nut to crack, I’m not surprised.”
>Well he seemed to crack pretty easily if anyone were to ask you
>He pretty much went berserk over nothing!
>Who knew that would set him off?
>Platinum stands and looks to you
>”Are you ok, Ms…”
>You roll your eyes
“Aria.”
>Platinum smirks a little as he walks towards you
>Before he can get close though, Sonata stands holding a glowing palm towards him
>”I-I won’t let you hurt Ari!”
>Platinum stops and stares at Sonata
>”I guess that Aria is the fighter of your group, isn’t she?”
>What gave him the hint?
>Was it Sonata’s shaky legs, or the fact that you were the only one beating up Anon?
>Sonata stiffens up
>”Don’t come any closer!”
>Platinum raises an eyebrow towards you
>You place a hand on Sonata and drag her towards you
>In a conspiratorial whisper you tell her
“It’s OK Sonata; he won’t try anything.”
>Sonata looks into your eyes with tears welling in hers
>”B-but you’re hurt and he looks fine! If he was able to take down Anon when you couldn’t, and come out of it without even a scratch, what are we gonn—“
>You bring her into a hug
”You know I will NEVER let anyone hurt you.”
>You feel dampness on your shoulder as Sonata shakes lightly sobbing
>”B-but what about you, and Dagi? Why is it ok for you two to get hurt and not me?”
>You place a hand on her head and comfort her as you whisper those sweet Latin words from so long ago
”Quonia soror dulce nostra es”
>You stroke her head as she starts to break down and cry
>All while Platinum stands there awkwardly trying his hardest to look anywhere besides you two
 
>It's been a couple minutes of just Sonata's soft sobbing filling the room
>Platinum looks like he might just leave from being uncomfortable
>Clearing his throat Platinum looks at you while you continue to comfort Sonata
>”I uh, didn’t mean to upset you two or uh…”
>It seems Platinum isn’t good at these sort of situations
>Though most aren’t
>You shake your head
”It’s fine, Sonata gets emotional when bad things happen.”
>Platinum takes a seat at the end of the bed
>”You seem oddly calm for being injured enough to get magical medical attention.”
>You cock an eyebrow
“You learn to be after a couple thousand years or so.”
>Platinum nods and jokes with a cheesy smile
>”Well, you don’t look a day over 200 my dear Aria.”
>You give a light chuckle as he crosses his legs
>Well, he’s probably not going to hurt you
>Even if he wanted to, what would you do?
>You can barely feel your legs
>Might as well dig up some information if you can’t do anything else
“So, what’s your angle?”
>Platinum smiles as his gaze sweeps Anon’s room
>”I’m just trying to make up for past mistakes, and then somehow I found Anon.”
“So you know him?”
>Platinum stops looking around and turns to you
>”I did before, but now… well let’s just say I’m curious.”
>He holds his hands out
>”What happened here?”
>Is that all he wants to know?
“Is that why you’re here?”
>Platinum scratches his head while looking away
>”Among other things, yes.”
>Platinum suddenly gets a soft smile as he looks your way and points downwards
>Looking down it appears Sonata has fallen asleep leaning into you
>You smile as well
“Guess I can tell you; since I’ll be stuck here for a bit.”
>You pat the sleeping Sonata on the head lightly
“She sleeps like a rock, the idiot.”
>Platinum pulls out a small notepad and pen
>”I would appreciate it, please spare me no detail.”
>Where to begin?
 
>”I don’t know what’s wrong with them Sonata…”
>Adagio carefully studies Anon safely hunkering behind you
>That glare Anon is leveling at the three of you
>It’s just chalk full of malice
“And I don’t like it.”
>”You come into my apartment…”
>Anon slams a fist on the counter once more catching the edge of the snack plate
>This causes the plate to flip into the air and lose all of its precious cargo all over the floor before landing with a loud *CRASH*
>Adagio jumps out from behind you letting out a small eep due to the unexpected noise
>Anon’s gaze burrows into the floor as he stares at his fallen goodies
>He looks even MORE pissed, somehow
>”Cause me to waste my delicious snacks…”
>He’s steeping out of the kitchen with balled fists
>You can feel Sonata’s shaking hands clinging to you
>”Aria…”
>Anon stops across the bare living room
“Don’t worry Sonata, he’s not stupid.”
>He wouldn’t fight three people he thinks have magic
>Would he?
>Wait, was he breathing this loudly a minute ago?
>”Refuse to acknowledge that no means NO.”
>Don’t think anyone of us expected him to get so mad about it
>He levels his stare at you while pointing with a flexed arm
>”And then YOU BREAK MY DOOR DOWN!”
>He cracks his knuckles as that pink from his eyes spreads to his whole body giving him an errie pink shine
>”So you know WHAT!?”
>You push Sonata back behind you as Adagio balls her fists up
>”What is that my dear An—“
>”I’M GOING TO take you up on your offer."
>You and Adagio both look at each other with open mouths
“Did he just say?”
>Adagio nods, just as surprised as you
>”Yes, I believe he did…”
 
>”Yeay, Anon’s gonna be ours!”
>Sonata jumps to your side grinning
>”Isn’t that gre—“
>”BUT!”
>Anon’s voice cuts through all of you and demands your attention
>Looking back Anon’s face has contorted into a twisted smile
>”I’m just going to ALTER it a bit…”
>You can see Adagio move closer in your peripheral as she whispers
>”Get ready Aria, I’ll need you to distract him while I root around in his head…”
>Why bother using a new trick on Anon?
>He’s not going to do anything drastic
>After all, you can feel how weak the magic radiating off him is
>He obviously has to know he’s in over his head, right?
>”I’m going to make the three of you MINE instead!”
>Oh no
>You get ready to spring at any moment as you tighten your grip on one of the dining room chairs
>Anon’s gaze sweeps over the three of you
>”I’ll have to be sure to BREAK you in like you so kindly did to my poor door.”
>Should you strike first?
>”Starting with…”
>His gaze sweeps the room eventually landing on, Sonata!
>”YOU!”
>Anon springs forward with manic fury written all over his face
>Sonata freezes up like a deer staring down the headlights of a raging machine barreling at her
>Good thing you were ready
>You quickly chuck the chair towards Anon hitting him with a resounding *SMACK*
>This causes him to stumble and fall to the floor
>Well that was easy
>He looks back up to you as the pink shine he’s adopted goes into a full on Aura
>“Not content with just breaking my DOOR, HUH?!”
>He springs to his feet with lightning speed as he tries to one hand over the table towards you
 
>You quickly punch his elbow as you dodge his falling body by getting behind him
>He lets out a yelp of pain as he falls to the floor with a loud thud
>You hear a second thud as Anon pounds the ground with his fist
>Turning his head to you it seems his fury has only intensified
>”I’M GOING TO WRING YOUR NECK!”
>You smile despite a nagging feeling prodding you in the back of your head
>Something telling you that this is wrong somehow
>But you don’t care; it’s been quite a while since you had a good fight with this much magic at your disposal
>You feel like you’re strong enough to take on the entire world!
“Just try it loser!”
>You swear you can see steam coming out of Anon’s head
>Or maybe that’s just Adigo’s magic around it
>Anon pushes himself off the ground and runs at you throwing a very telegraphed right towards you
>Anon seems to be deadly serious, but this is child’s play for you
>You quickly duck and weave straight under his non-existent guard before sending a palm straight into his stomach
>Anon coughs as the air is knocked out of him
>Taking advantage of his head moving forward you grab it and slam down on your knee, hard
>He bounces off and falls backwards onto the floor
>His breathing is shallow as his pink aura recedes
>You all stand there tense, expecting him to get back up, but he lies still on the ground
>”You didn’t have to hurt him that much Aria. What are you going to do if you damage his pretty face?”
>You crack your knuckles as you smile at Adagio
“Honestly I was really expecting more from him. I didn’t think it would be that easy!”
>Adagio pinches the bridge of her nose while shaking her head
 
>You turn around and walk over to a smiling Sonata
>”That’s because no one can stand up to SUPER ARI!”
>Adagio sighs once more as she walks over and stands next to you jabbing a thumb over her shoulder
>”Just as well, I was getting nowhere fast trying to root around his head.”
>Heh, figured Anon was dens—
>The victory party is cut short by a shout
>”Take this you cunt!”
>Wha—
>You turn around about halfway before a fist introduces itself to your face sending you spiraling face-first into a wall
>”Ari!”
>”But you were!”
>Ow, that hurt!
>You hold your head trying to clear your blurry vision as you hear Anon stomp his way towards you
>Didn’t think he was still in the game
>Guess it has been awhile since you’ve fought someone
>You feel yourself getting yanked by the shirt from the floor and into the air
>”I’ll teach you to FUCK with ME!”
>Your vision clears revealing Anon’s infuriated visage bathed in a pink aura
>You smirk at the furious Anon
“Can’t teach me if you’re on the floor Anon.”
>He moves to bash you against the wall as you send a hard stomp to his balls
>Instantly Anon lets you go as he hunches over pain written all over his face
>Should’ve just hurt you and not said he was going to hurt you
>Landing on your feet you flatten the wrinkles on your shirt as he tries to stop coughing
>It’s really fighting 101
“Chin up Anon, it won’t hurt for much longer!”
>Giving him a smile you pat him on the head
>Before he can recover you throw a high-powered knee into the side of his head
>See Adagio, you WERE listening to her concerns about hurting his pretty face
 
>He slams into the wall and slouches over as his coughing stops
>Oh, was that too much for Anon to endure?
>Did he pass out?
>His head suddenly snaps to you from his slouch with seething hatred pouring out of his face as his faded aura begins to rage
>”You…”
>He forces himself to his feet shakily
>”YOU ARE DEAD!”
>His aura violently rages as he charges you once more
>You doubt it, at least with how easy he is to read
>You get ready to intercept him as he dashes towards you
>Instead of throwing a wild punch this time he goes in for a tackle
>You can meet him halfway!
>You go into a tackle position to meet him head on before noticing something off
>It’s almost trivial really
>He’s shifting his weight to his right slightly
>As you’re about to collide with him, multiple things happen in quick succession
>One, Anon brings his hands up to his face assuming a boxing stance
>Two, he stops with his left leg forward slightly while lowering his right hand just a bit
>Three, keeping his elbow below his waist you see him twisting his right shoulder forward and pivoting on his right foot
>Four, you realize you’re going face-first into an uppercut and you can’t do anything about it
>His fist flies up like a piston striking you squarely in the chin
>You can feel his knuckles crack when he makes contact
>As you feel your legs start to give out you can make out Anon’s fist snapping back into position like a rubber band
>He’s not going to
>He repeats the same motion but instead throws a punch to the side
>Which slams into your face like a brick wall
>As you crumple to the ground you hear screaming from your sisters
>”Aria!”
>”ARI NOOOO!”
>But one thought courses through your mind
>When did Anon get that fast?
 
>You hit the floor like a sack of bricks
>You try to get up, but that fist to the chin made it all but impossible
>Your legs just won’t listen to you!
>You feel panic rush through you as you see Anon’s hulking shadow looming over you
>You look up to a devilishly smirking Anon
>”What’s the matter? Aria scared?”
>He cracks his neck as his smirk evolves into a psychotic grin
>”I’m going to enjoy kicking your shi—“
>His threats are interrupted by a bolt of magic hitting the back of his head
>It only causes him to bob forward a bit, but he snaps to the direction it was fired
>”You WERE going to be next, but now YOU’RE UP!”
>Turning away from you he moves to presumably to pound Adagio
>And not in a good way
>You fling yourself forward and snatch his ankles out from under him causing him to topple to the floor with you
>Take that!
>He lands on his shoulder and glares at you
>”Just can’t wait your turn, CAN YOU?!”
>Shit, now he’s focused on you
>You start peppering him with punches, but without any real force or leverage you can assume their effectiveness was minimal
>However Anon takes you by surprise once again, instead of smashing you in the face he wraps his arms under your armpits and grabs your shirt
>Holy shit, what is he doing!?
>In what seems like slow motion he raises you aloft into the air
>You can feel his pink aura as he clings to you
>Then with the grace of a falling cherry blossom flings you backwards
>You almost don’t even know how to feel
>At least until you slam through the dining room table with a thunderous *CRACK*
>You choke out a gasp before hammering into the floor causing what little breath you had to fly away as well
 
>Well fuck
>You’re having a bit of trouble catching your breath, but that’s to be expected since Anon just BUTTERFLY SUPLEXED YOU!
>You were definitely not prepared for that one
>Anon walks into your view wearing with a smug smile
>He stands above you shaking his head slowly
>Cracking his knuckles he chuckles
>”I’ll ENJOY THIS!”
>Raising his elbow he prepares to jump you only to stop when an unfamiliar voice rings out behind him
>”Anon E Moose!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwY6kIncUtM
>Anon’s face goes blank as his elbow drops to his side
>”I am talking to you young man!”
>You can see his eye twitch as his breathing grows heavy and his pink aura settles down
>”Answer me when I’m talking to you!”
>Looking past the now Stone still Anon, you see an unfamiliar woman standing where Adagio was
>She looks vaguely like Anon
>Guess Adagio found his mother rooting around in his head
>Good, maybe her way can still work
>Because you’re in no position to fight Anon
>You need a quick break, at least until your legs work with you!
>You notice that Anon is still standing there a few seconds after Adagio said for him to answer her
>What’s his problem?
>”Don’t make me come over there!”
>Something’s wrong
>Anon’s fingers start to tremble as you feel magic start to swell around him
>Suddenly his aura rages with an intensity you haven’t seen before as his face turns so angry that makes his other faces of rage seem like he was playing around
>You can practically feel bloodlust coming from him!
>Without warning you see his aura condense into a brilliant pink ball of flames near his hand
>He pivots on his heels and lets loose a feral scream
>HE sprints towards Adagio with the pink ball held up like a weapon!
>Adagio must be as taken aback by it as you are because she can’t even dodge before he slashes her across the chest with it
>”Dagi!”
>You can see her disguise fade away in dark red flames as she falls to her knees, shock written on her face
“ADAGIO!”
 
>It feels like a nightmare as you watch what unfolds before you from your position on the floor
>Adagio clutches at the cauterized wound that has replaced her chest before looking to you
>T-that’s not supposed to happen…
>Anon stands above her poised to strike again as Sonata clutches her body tightly shaking
>How did this happen?
>Anon snatches Adagio off the ground by her neck
>He wasn’t supposed to be strong enough to fight you!
>It looks like Adagio is trying to tell you something between panicked chokes
>You can’t make it out, but you see something in her eyes that’s been gone for a long time
>You see pure unbridled fear permeating her irises
>As you stare into her eyes memories from the past flood your mind, and for the first time in centuries you too feel the primal fear forgotten so long ago
>It starts to spread like a stain on your mind as your heart pounds against your chest
>Losing your gems was devastating, but…
>No one was in danger of dying
>Unlike right now
>Suddenly, you feel the need to run
>You try to stand
>Only for your legs to refuse
>You smash your fists down on your lame legs
>Only to feel a tingle being sent through them
>You’re about to start crawling away when a sound brings you back to your senses
>A cry for help
>A cry to stop
>A cry from…
>Your head snaps to Sonata with tears streaming down her face
>Your sister
>She’s still fighting
>She’s hitting Anon with pathetic bolts of magic
>They’re engulfed by the pink inferno surrounding Anon before they can even get close
>Even against something so much stronger than her
>Your eyes drift to the practically limp Adagio struggling fruitlessly in Anon’s chokehold with unfocused eyes
>She’s still fighting as well…
 
>What are you doing?
>Anon stands there holding Adagio in the air
>You have magic again!
>You can see his muscles all flexed
>Not only some magic, but practically more than you’ve had since Equestria!
>You clench your fists as you force yourself to calm down
>These are YOUR sisters in danger
>You close your eyes and breathe for a moment as you get a hold of yourself
>You’re supposed to protect each other
>Slowly you regain your footing as your heart beat slows down
>YOU are the strongest compared to your sisters
>As you open your eyes you gain sudden clarity of what’s happening
>So YOU have to be the one to save them!
>It’s time to take charge once more!
>You dash towards Anon and Adagio in the center of the whirlwind of pink magic
>Your mind focuses as you close in to attack from behind
>Sprinting through his pink barrier of magic you strike him in several places at once
>Twisting your body like a whip you elbow his neck from the left knocking him towards the right while you kick his legs out from behind effectively sending him toppling to the ground
>You move to extract Adagio from the ground only to see that Anon hasn’t let her go!
>You try to pry off his fingers still crushing the windpipe of the frighteningly still Adagio
>It’s like prying the jaws of a rockodile off its dinner!
>However as you’re focusing on prying each finger off at a time they suddenly all go slack
>Only for them to instead backhand you in the face sending you staggering back
>As you regain your footing you barely register Anon standing in front of you with his fists raised into the air
>Bringing them down you easily sidestep them and pull him off his feet by yanking his fists forward
 
>You step behind him and deliver with as much force as you can manage a mighty boot to his ass, shoving him against a wall
>Well actually, into the wall
>His head seems to be stuck in it; guess that gives you a few precious seconds before he’s up and at em again
>You quickly run over to Sonata
>She’s still crying, but instead of attacking Anon she’s holding the now unconscious Adagio
>Squatting down you gently tilt her head to you
“Take care of Adagio, I’ll handle Anon.”
>Sonata nods while whipping her still falling tears out of her eyes
>Good, at least she can still get a hold of herself if you snap her out of it
>You let her go and stand once more as you hear the cracking of the wall behind you
>You’ve got a clear goal now
>You run towards the struggling Anon
>You’ve just got to get Anon out of here
>You stop beside him just as he starts to wiggle his head out of the wall
>Should be easy enough
>As he finally escapes the clutches of the wall you punt his face holding nothing back
>He’s sent flailing onto his back
>You turn around and step towards the entryway with no door
>As he glares at you, with raging fury only matched by the heat of the sun, you look over your shoulder and slap your ass with a smug smile
“You want me big guy, well come and get me!”
>You don’t wait for a response as you start running
>Luckily you barely get through the door before you hear his savage screaming confirming that he’s probably chasing you
>As you’re in the hallway you take a glance over your shoulder to see him literally fling himself out the doorway looking for you
>Looks like his anger is not only making him fight slower, it’s making him an idiot too
>Good
 
“And through a series of sidestepping his punches and insulting his strength I lead him out to that mini-park area.”
>Platinum nods while scribbling some notes down before looking back up to you
>”So if I got this right, you three came here to basically enslave Anon to become your sex-slave, and he declined.”
>Well, that’s not
>Well
>Ok maybe Adagio wanted to…
>Yea, she wanted to make Anon a sex-slave
>That’s actually been a tad bit concerning lately
>He takes one look at your slightly embarrassed face before flipping the page on his notebook and pointing to the door on the floor
>”To which you all didn’t take very well to causing you to kick his door off its hinges.”
>It wasn’t THAT big of a deal, honestly
>Don’t know why he started to freak because of that
>He points to the sleeping Anon against the bedroom wall
>”Which sets Anon off causing him to accidentally smash a plate complaining about you.”
>That was completely his own fault
>He flips to another page
>”You chuck a chair at him as he goes for your sister making him even angrier. You two then start to duke it out and you seemingly knock him out twice.”
>Weren’t going to let him touch Sonata
>Adagio will be fine, but Sonata…
>Platinum cringes a little
>”Oh, and you kicked him in the balls.”
>Well he WAS asking for it
>”Before he starts to turn the tide against you first delivering an expert-level upper cut and hay-maker at once; then he even goes so far as to butterfly suplex you into his table.”
>Your jaw and back are still a bit sore
>”But this is where I need you to help me iron out the details so to speak.”
 
>You raise an inquisitorial eyebrow towards Platinum’s scrunched face
>”I need you to remember back to then; I need to know these specific points.”
>Ok?
>He adjusts his head so it looks like he’s making eye contact with you through his eye-mask
>”One, he suddenly stopped attacking you when he heard his mother’s voice.”
>So that was his mother?
>You could kind’ve see it, but she seemed way too young to have a kid around Anon’s age
“I guess, she seemed a bit young to be his mother though.”
>You can almost see the sadness descend across his face
>”Yes, that sounds about right…”
>Platinum sighs before scribbling something in his notebook
>”Alright number two, after that he went berserk and would only communicate with howling or screaming?”
>Well he, shit he did
>He was threatening you and basically cursing your name at the start
>Then suddenly he hears his mom and just snaps
“Mmhhm, that’s pretty much what happened.”
>Platinum scribbles down some more before he starts to mumble to himself nodding
>”So it is like before, only this time…”
>That’s not creepy at all
>He scratches his chin while looking at something on the backside of his gauntlet
>The light catches it as it blinds you a bit with its glint
“Ow, hey watch where you’re pointing that thing!”
>That seems to snap him back to reality as he smiles a bit while covering his gauntlet
>”Oh sorry, this thing reflects light better than the moon.”
>That’s an odd analogy
>He seems to notice your confused expression as he quickly explains himself
>”Sorry, that was something an old friend of mine used to say about these damn pins.”
>He seems to get even more depressed after mentioning his friend
>What is up with this guy?
 
>Well, besides the whole dresses as a superhero seriously thing
>He waves a hand in the air as if to dispel the unpleasant thoughts he’s having
>”I only have two more questions, if you’d be so kind.”
>Whatever, not like you can leave right now
>Nor do you want to antagonize someone you think could beat your ass right now with one hand
“Shoot.”
>He gazes at Anon for a few moments before turning to you slowly
>”Now I know you may not be able to answer this, but tell me, before he went berserk did he still have his pupils?”
>Did he have pupils?
>That’s actually a really specific question
>You take a moment to think back to when you first made Anon angry
>His glare he pointed at you and your sisters
>It had pupils, didn’t it?
>Your memory is a bit fuzzy before you focus for a moment
>Yea, he had pupils
>You nod to Platinum who frowns in return
>”You’ve been very helpful, and you have my thanks for it.”
>He digs around in a pouch on the back of his utility belt
>Apparently finding whatever he was looking for he pulls out, a wad of cash?
>He tosses it to you with a smile
>What the hell is thi—
>”To help pay for some new clothing.”
>What?
>He jabs a thumb towards Adagio
>”Her clothes are burned beyond recognition, and yours seem to be on their last threads.”
>Your clothes aren’t that bad!
>Looking down to inspect your clothes you realize he may be right however
>You’ve got more than just scuff marks
>There’re rips and tears peppering your outfit
>Tartarus, it seems like you wore one of your boots down enough that it’s uneven compared to your other one
>Guess you’ll take the cash in that case
>Can't be using magic to PERSUADE salesmen to donate things to you all the time
>You pocket the wad and see Platinum staring at Anon
>Is he going to ask his last question or like?
 
>Platinum suddenly claps his hands and smiles before turning to you
>”So now for something less serious!”
>What?
>His smile morphs more into a cheeky grin
>”Now you don’t HAVE to tell me, but I wanna know.”
>Oh boy, here we go
>He wiggles his eyebrows like two crawling caterpillars
>”Why DO you three want Anon as your sex-slave; do you all just love him that much?”
>What!?
>Is he serious?!
“No, we don’t love him!”
>Well you don’t!
>He’s such an idiot!
>And he almost killed your sister!
>Platinum chuckles before making a little gap with his thumb and pointer finger
>”So you don’t feel even the tiniest little bit of attraction to him? He is a rather handsome kid, takes after his old man!”
>You stare dumbfounded at the stupidity you are witnessing
>Sure, Anon is a hunk
>Sure, that might be your type
>Sure, he may be the only man around this shit excuse of a town that can give you a fight worth having, and that may be something you like a LOT
>But that doesn’t change the whole, almost killing your sister thing!
>That and he’s friends with THEM
>There’s also the whole Adagio seems to want him WAY harder than you’ve seen her want someone in quite a while
>Honestly, she’s been acting weird for a bit now that you think of it
>Why does she even want him now?
>At first it was for some seemingly Equestrian magic with the bonus being he was hot
>Though now you guys have plenty of magic, and a way to refuel that magic too
>Now she just seems to be a bit, obsessed with him
>You look over to your sister’s sleeping form
>Just what IS she thinking?
 
>Platinum’s laughing interrupts your thoughts
>”Ah young love, I remember it fondly!”
>Young love!?
>You glare at Platinum who holds up his hands in defense
>”Sorry, forgot about the 2,000 years old aspect considering how young you look.”
>Don’t judge a book by its cover!
>You’re plenty old looking; they even stopped carding you at bars!
>God you really do look that young, don’t you?
>Platinum stands with a huff
>”I was just joking to lighten the mood up, don’t be so serious!”
>Looking up you see Platinum smiling widely
>”Now, I would wake up your sister there and go home; you all could use some rest after the day you just had.”
>He’s just going to let the three of you go, even though he knows you’re sirens?
>Platinum turns towards to the entrance
>”Anon will be having some company soon and I don’t think it would be very appropriate if we were here.”
>He’s not going to try anything?
>Walking away Platinum stops in the bedroom doorway still looking away from you
>Even though he should know that sirens are no good?
>”It takes a good person to risk yourself for the sake of someone else, even if you consider them family.”
>What?
>He gives you a thumbs up as he resumes walking away
>”I think that someone like that should be able to conduct themselves in a fashion that wouldn’t harm anyone else.”
>He stops at the door less entryway and turns around
>His face has the same smile, but it seems sinister for some reason you can’t pinpoint
>”Just don’t act dumb Aria; don’t use magic to hurt anyone and we won’t come for you. You have my word.”
 
>He then casually turns away and walks off
>What in Tartarus did he mean by that!?
>What did he mean, we?!?
>Are there seriously more of these superhero magic users around here?
>You haven’t noticed them in the six or so years you’ve have been here!
>You move to catch him before he gets too far before realizing your legs are asleep and still a bit sore
>Shit!
>You look to the empty doorway
>Was that a threat?
>Or, a warning?
>You grimace as the possibilities assault your mind like a downpour of worry
>Before you start to spiral into a unrelenting worry-fest you feel something damp on your lap
>Looking down you see Sonata is drooling on your lap, again
>She always does this when she naps on you!
>You move to hit her head before forcing yourself to stop
>You should probably just wake her gently
>You can go back to normal when Adagio wakes back up
>You sigh as your eyes drift over to the sleeping Anon
>Just what IS he?
>Seems to be on the level of magic control the likes of which you haven’t seen another human on before
>Then again, the only people you have to compare him with are those magicians from your first several hundred years in this magic-less wasteland
>Those guys could barely get an aura going, and Anon was able to make a literal maelstrom from his!
>Well, there’s also Platinum, but you don’t know the extent of his abilities
>You know he’s gotta be pretty good though considering he kept up that barrier coating of magic throughout your recollection and talk
>You shake your head
>None of that matters right now
>You’ve got to get back home
>Guess you better wake Sonata up and have her help you haul Adagio back
>You stretch as you stifle a yawn
>You’re gonna take a little coma when you get back
 
>You suddenly become aware of things once more
>Only to be greeted by a dark shroud enveloping your entire being
>You seem to be seeing the dark more frequently these days
>It’s really getting to be a bit much
>Maybe you should tell darkness that you need some space
>Ow!
>Your head is throbbing!
>Feels like you just got ran over by trucks for a day, and then for safe measure, someone decided to use your head as a battering ram
>You hear two voices fading in and out through the black haze of dark surrounding you
>”---irresponsible to give him----same thing happens----what if I hadn’t---“
>”----didn’t think he----he had gotten over---supposed to be---“
>”---now it is-----I do with him--can’t just---deserves to know---“
>”---will know---to him tomorrow----you to trust---“
>”---not fair----go along with---sitting down and----“
>You hear the conversation(?) that was occurring cut off abruptly as light assaults your blackened vision
>Gaghh, that’s too bright!
>You blink away tears forming in your eyes as your vision starts to clear
>Until you get a nice clear view of your ceiling
>Sitting up you realize you’re lying on your bed in a new set of clothes sans you pin
>Where'd it go?
>Actually, there's a better question on your mind
>What the hell happened?
>You hold a hand up to your head as a deep throbbing resonates within it
>You don’t remember anything since…
>There was naked Suns-JORDAN, and you were making tea?
>No wait, there was a knock at the door and…
>Nope, now you’re drawing a blank
>You lean back against the wall as you focus trying to dig up what happened
>However, whenever you do, it feels like there’s a bunch of mental static interrupting your memories
>It’s so vivid you could almost hear it drowning out your thoughts
 
>Ah screw this!
>You shake away the residual static building up in your head as you drape your legs over the side of your bed
>You can figure that shit out later, for right now…
>Where’s Jordan?
>You sweep your gaze over your room
>Everything seems to be in its proper place
>Weights peeking out at the end of your bed, closet doors open showing your sorted clothes, your laptop plugged in on the coffee table, and your books all placed in your entertainment center
>Yep, everything is just whe—
>Wait a sec, your shutters are closed on your window
>You don’t usually pull that down, you like the way the lone streetlamp on the street illuminates the room dimly at night
>You stand up to and walk over to the window
>You can’t tell exactly, but it seems to be night time if the lack of sunlight trying to peek through the shutters is any indication
>You give the tiny knob on the window panel a twist
>Only for it to not budge what so ever
>What?
>You put a little more heft into your twist
>Still nothing
>Ok, you see its game
>Don’t want to do the twist, huh?
>You have ways of making tiny knobs dance
>You grip the knob with both hands and with a smirk, begin to turn FURIOUSLY
>Take this!
>You alternate the direction of your turning as your twist intensifies
>And some of this!
>You continue to alternate twists for a few seconds only to come to an undeniable truth
>Even with the combined might of both your man hands it refuses to budge!
>Damn you knob!
>Must’ve broken from disuse or something
>Guess you’re going to have to replace it
>Still curious as to what time of day it is you try to sneak a peek under the shutters
>Only to be denied satisfaction once more as the shutters are interlocked so tightly you can’t see any gaps between each individual shutter
>Well fuck you too shutters
 
>Not to be denied on your quest to figure out the time you do the next easiest thing instead of looking out the window
>You pull out your phone from its home in your right-hand pocket
>Pressing the lock button it reveals that it is, huh?
http://imgur.com/oJpW0Vr
>That’s not right, that’s not right at all!
>Instead of your usual favorite vidya wallpaper there’s a picture of Sunset in a bikini!
>A very, uh, thought provoking one at that
>Like, it’s more lingerie than swimwear
>Looking closer it appears that the “slide to unlock" text is replaced with “help”
>What kind of help does this mean?
>Your gaze gravitates to the barely covered chest of Sunse—
>NO wait, THAT is not something to be focusing on!
>You should be asking a much more important question
>LIKE WHY IS THERE A PICTURE OF SUNSET IN A BIKINI AS YOUR BACKGROUND!?!
>This is beyond creepy!
>You don’t have any non-vidya or meme related pictures on your phone!
>Well except for those pictures of Sam u—
>Wait, that can be filed under vidya, just in a sub-section of it
>After your initial SHOCK wears off you notice something else odd about the lock screen
>It doesn’t list the time or what signal you’re getting
>That’s slightly worrying
>Maybe someone hacked your phone while you were, doing whatever it is you were doing
>You’ve really go to figure out what happened
>You slide your thumb across the screen and get a prompt asking for a password
>You never had a pass lock
>You attempt your list of passwords you rotate through online
>However, none of them seem to work
>Wow, you’ve been denied once more
>You really hope this isn’t the theme of the day or night whatever it is
>Whatever, you’re a bit thirsty so you can just look at the oven clock or something while getting a drink of water
 
>You turn away from the window and head towards the door
>Something glints in your peripheral as you pass your entertainment center
>What was that?
>You stop mid-stride and look at the entertainment center
>Looks like there’s something next to your tv
>Can’t make it out for some reason
>It’s a bit jarring to see something as fuzzy and unidentifiable next to your clear as day tv
>It’s as though whatever is glinting on it has an aura of obscurity that blocks the clarity of your view
>You pace towards it slowly as your heart begins to race
>What the hell is wrong?
>Why do you feel so nervous seeing whatever that is?
>As you get closer the mysterious object on your entertainment center only get fuzzier, and you notice that your mental static is picking up again
>What is going on!?
>You stop in front of the entertainment center as the static in your head becomes deafening and the object seems to have distorted reality around it making it appear as though it were a grey pixel
>You wince as the static gets even more grating when your hand hovers over the grey dot
>Holding one hand to an ear you snatch up the offending grey pixel with your other
>The static cuts out almost disconcertingly fast
>The object in the palm of your hand clears up with the resounding silence that’s only being interrupted by the banging of your racing heart
>It’s a ring?
>Looking closer at it, it appears to be a familiar ring actually
>It’s Gilda’s ring isn’t it?
>You hold the aged ring up to the light
>Yep, same kid wearing a cape symbol etched on it and everything
>Oh shit, did you keep that?
>Probably should’ve “left” that behind in the park with Gilda
>After all, D can just poof up whenever he wants
>So you don’t REALLY need something to call on him
>Actually, you DON’T want him around anyways!
 
>He always causes trouble, hell, this ring is proof enough!
>You’re unfortunately reminded of the shameful feelings you went through with Rarity
>Had she been practically any other girl you’re sure you’d have been fuc—
>You’re startled out of your thoughts by loud static
>Again with the mental static!?
>Oh wait, that isn’t in your head
>You notice an eerie glow on your sweater
>Looking at the source, it appears the tv is the one broadcasting static
>Huh, don’t think you’ve ever seen your flat screen static
>You try pressing the power button on the bottom of the screen
>Which does nothing, just great
>Well maybe if you just pull the cor—
>The static cuts out to a black background
>Well never mind then
>You’d almost think the tv turned off it sits on the black screen for so long, but the soft hum of the tv’s internal parts signals that it’s on
>While you sit there staring at the black screen you feel something is off right now
>Well, not just RIGHT now
>Ever since you woke up actually
>You didn’t really notice it before, but it’s been slowly eating away at you
>If you had to put it into words you’d describe it as an almost unusual feeling of surreal
>Don’t know why it’s only become unnervingly apparent now
>Probably the whole grey pixel and mind static thing
>Though that could just literally be magic
>Man fuck magic
>Just as you think the tv may just be busted white text appears like a title card
>The text says “Gilda”
>Oh boy, what fresh hell is this?
>The text switches to a rustic looking format
>It reads ”Summer Camp”
>Before you can begin to question what’s going on the screen flashes with images that seem to pull you into them
>The wooded green landscape of trees with a bright sun shined blue sky that seems to stretch out far past the horizon
>The cool breeze of the lake caressing your face as you stare out to the ripple of the waves
 
>The unsure nervousness that infects like a plague before meeting someone new
>The feeling of belonging you get when you find someone like you
>The giddy unbridled joy gained with perfect chemistry between two people
>The gentle warmth of a campfire as you roast marshmallows with your best friend
>The never-ending heart-pounding adventure of exploring the forest with your best friend
>The sugar rush induced feeling of euphoric joy after successfully raiding the candy stores of the cafeteria
>The feeling of the wind whipping through your hair as you chase your best friend through a hidden field of your very own
>The sealing of a promise with the clink of two metal bands under a star-filled sky to be kept forever between two children
>The bittersweet goodbye as you see your best friend off on the last day of your favorite summer
>The images fade as the screen returns to the "Summer Camp" text
>It’s only now you realize how heavily you’re breathing
>You feel incredibly, off
>You can’t quite put it into words
>It’s almost as if you just relived an entire summer in the span of thirty seconds!
>One thing sticks out in all those images and feeling you just felt
>A small rainbow haired girl
>Was that, Rainbow Dash?
>Wait, were those…
>You suddenly get the title card of Gilda
>That must’ve been her memories!
>But that’s stupid, no wait
>That’s fucking magic!
>Why the hell are you seeing this?
>You look at the "Summer Camp" with the black background
>Is it because…
>You look at the worn ring in your hand
>Wasn’t this the thing she used to seal…
>Does this ring mean that much to her?
>As you inspect the ring you notice the text change on the screen
>What’s it say this time?
>”Growing Up Part 1”
>You only just barely read it before another series of images starts to flash on the screen, and once more you can’t help but be drawn into them
 
>The tears that flow down your cheeks as you wave goodbye to old friends one last time before moving to a new town
>The pure unadulterated happiness you can only experience as a child that comes when you find your best friend from last summer in your new town
>The ticks on the wall stacking higher as you and your best friend grow in height
>The happiness that comes with doing everything together with your best friend at school
>The clarity the world gains with newfound understanding of how it works is learned
>The improvements in what you can do that come with getting stronger and faster
>The constant competition with your best friend to push yourselves further beyond your limits
>The incredible pride you feel as you make your dad smile with tales of your adventures exploring the neighborhood with your best friend
>The constant smiles that are almost permanently etched onto everyone’s face as you all live out your days happily
>The comforting sense that everything in your life is going to be all right
>The images fade as the “Growing Up Part 1” reappears with its black background
>Being mentally prepared for the feelings those images impart helped a lot, but you still feel affected by them quite a bit
>You feel so, warm and glowy
>Like you just woke up from napping on a cloud on a nice summer day
>So very content and comfy
>Which just makes this is really fucking confusing
>How is THAT Gilda’s life as a kid?
>You can’t tell exactly how old she was at the end of it, but you’d wager a guess somewhere around 12 or so
>So that means that one of two things has happened
>One, Gilda is a cunt for literally no reason
>Or two the much sadder answer; literally everything fell apart for her after 12
>The text shifts to “Growing Up Part –D.”
>Wait, did you just read that right?
>Before you can reread it images start to flash on the screen once more
 
>The tears that flow down your cheeks as you shake your mom who won’t tell you goodbye one more time
>The pure unadulterated emptiness and disbelief that you can only experience when you realize you won’t see someone ever again
>The bottles that clutter the floors more and more as the days turn to weeks, months, years
>The sadness that comes with not being able to, or help your own father move on
>The jadedness the world gains with understanding what is lost will never come back
>The downward spiral of depression you experience day in and day out
>The constant need to remind yourself that it’s not your fault
>The incredible pain you feel when you can see that you’re drifting away from your best friend, from everyone
>The constant frowns that are plastered on everyone’s face as you go about your miserable existence
>The feeling of anger that starts to brew within yourself as you grow older
>The images stop abruptly as the screen returns to “Growing Up Part 2”
>Now this is a mix of feelings you’re used to
>Almost laughably so…
>You feel as though the heaviest weight is on your shoulders and it’s time to follow through with a squat
>That heaviest weight being sadness and bitter anger
>You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding
>Good times, yep
>Well, at least now you get how Gilda could be a bit angry at the world, but it still doesn’t expla—
>You see the text morph into new lettering
>It reads “Wrath”
 
>The images begin to flash once more, but this time with more fervor that seems to resonate strongly with you
>The rising anger that comes from the pit of your stomach when you see your lazy bum of a father crashed on the couch again
>The epiphany of realizing that you don’t need him anymore as you start to provide for yourself
>The freedom that comes with unburdening yourself with ties to any so-called “family” that drags you down quicker than concrete shoes
>The satisfaction that comes with making your own rules on how to live as you take what’s yours
>The almost child-like pride you start to feel as you carve out your own empire on the streets with your best friend
>How your angry existence has meaning once more as you gaze at all the faces of your street-tested comrades who’ll be there with you through thick and thin
>The return of your happiness through new exploits with your rag-tag crew running your own section of the city
>The steady escalation of your midnight exploits as you do more daring deeds and make a name for yourself
>The addictive power you can suddenly throw around that comes with your well-earned infamy on the streets
>The unshakable confidence that no matter the challenge YOU and your crew will get through it your way
>The short-sightedness of failing to notice that your best friend starts to run with the crew less and less
>The bull-headed stubbornness to not even acknowledge that you don’t seem to talk as much as you used to with your best friend
>The immediate denial of the truth in front of you as you rationalize seeing your best friend hang out with someone else more than you
>The almost inconceivable shock that strikes you to the core when your best friend decides it’d be best to part ways
 
>The sore throat and aching heart that comes with having your first REAL argument with who you thought was your best friend
>The despair of losing the last person who was a constant reminder that the life you live could be good
>The crippling isolation that is felt as the hollow smiles of your “comrades” ask what’s wrong
>The petrifying realization that she was the reason your life was able to be good again
>The desperate tears that come with figuring out that YOU were responsible for her leaving while sitting in your special spot all alone
>The beautiful shooting star that soars through the sky as you stare longingly towards it through the bottom of a bottle
>The sudden jolt of renewed vigor that courses throughout your entire body like lightning
>The rekindled anger that ignites within as you put the pieces together
>The smoldering fury that brands to your soul upon realizing that it wasn't YOUR fault
>The righteous indignation that seems to burst into full hellfire as you think back to your supposed “best friend”
>The vengeful wishes that fill you head as you start to burn up, literally
>The unfiltered horror as you scream bloody murder upon the rooftop in the midnight hour after finding yourself on fire
>The slow realization that your flame engulfed body isn’t being burned like dry firewood
>The experimental curiosity you seek to sate as you try to grasp what these raging flames are
>The otherworldly voice that gives you confidence once more as you hone your new abilities
>The soft reassurance that it’s all HER fault, and the acceptance of that as truth
>The screen cuts out abruptly as you’re brought back to the room
>Fuck is that trippy
>It’s like living out another person’s memories, but skimming through it
>You hold a hand to your now throbbing head
>At least you got the gist of what happened to Gilda, kinda
 
>It’s like the images came to life and reenacted memories through her eyes
>So they could be slightly skewed due to it being her perspective
>It’s strange though, they all had residual feelings that lurked after the images were done, but that last one didn’t
>Almost as if it was cut off before it could finish…
>Odd
>You look back to the blackened tv screen
>It’s definitely turned off now
>Guess that’s it for channel Gilda
>Not that you’re sad about it, that was a weird feeling seeing her life through her eyes
>You will say it makes you a bit more empathetic towards her, but you’re left with questions
>Like why did you even see this?
>It probably has something to do with the gap in your memory, but on the bright side you did get some answers
>She got magical powers and a voice that sounds suspiciously like Nihilem talked to her
>It’s pretty safe to assume she’s a SIN
>Hell, the title card literally said which SIN she is
>Wrath…
>Ok that settles it!
>You’ve had this surreal feeling and these magic visions now which can only mean one thing!
>Whatever happened with you losing your memory was fucked
>So you have to figure it out
>You nod in affirmation
>So, first order of business should be…
>Um, going to the place you remember being last?
>That sounds like a great idea!
>And not just because it’s just outside your bedroom door!
>Returning to the scene of the crime could jog your memory
>As you’re about to turn away from the tv you catch something in the corner of your eye
>You almost brush it off, but something seems to pull you towards the tv to investigate
>Turning on your heel you look back to the tv
>Nothing at all has changed
>Hmm, must’ve been yo—
>WAIT
>You look closely at the edge of the black tv screen
 
>A small distortion of black is noticeable on the tv screen
>You don’t know how
>It’s like a black that devours the screen’s blackness in comparison of how black it is
>As though the screen’s blackness had too much color for this embodiment of black
>It’s almost darker than black
>Just focusing on it for this moment is causing you to be drawn into it
>Like it wants to not only absorb all other visible light, but also absorb you with it
>Then suddenly, your whole vision is of this blackness
>As though you were lost in a sea of it
>Though it only lasts for a moment it seems like lifetimes before a white tear forms in the middle of your vision
>The tear starts to widen as blinding color starts to flood into the ocean of black causing it to blur
>It seeps throughout your vision granting you something to look at besides endless black
>However something feels off, as if you’re back in one of those memories again watching through someone’s eyes
>Your surroundings look, cartoonish
>Pastel colors the room as you appear to be staring into a fire
>”So THIS is how they repay ME!?”
>Who is this?
>A white aura surrounds an amber glass as it’s tossed against a wall
>”I work to ensure that unicorns won’t starve, and THEY say it’s TOO MUCH!”
>What?
>You apparently stand and look to the ground as you stamp a HOOF(!?) down in frustration
>You’re watching a pony’s memories?
>”We don’t need to rely on those filthy MUD PONIES for sustenance any longer!”
>Was that a slur or something?
>”Not when we can feed on something else that will never run out…”
>Air?
>"Why consume food when you could go for something, MUCH more plentiful?"
 
>Something more plentiful than food?
>”They called me an abomination!”
>You can feel the intense hatred this pony is feeling right now
>”THEY don’t want to become like ME! They don’t wish to finally surpass this mortal coil!”
>You seem to be pacing back and forth shaking your head
>”No, THEY don’t DESERVE to become like me!”
>You stop in place and stare out a broken snow encrusted window overlooking mountains of snow
>”I’ll show them how powerful you can be when you unshackle yourself from the burden of a unicorn body…”
>You turn toward a caved in door hanging off its hinges leading out into a ruined hallway
>”They’ll all rule the day they decided to cast ME aside to become FRIENDS with those mud ponies and cloud herders!”
>The memory starts to fade as you trot towards the exit
>Blinking you appear to be back in your good old barren room
>Still staring at a blank screen
>Who the hell was that?
>Who the hell talks to themselves?
>Well, out loud at least
>Seems whoever it was, was off their rocker
>You’ll have to ask Sunset about it
>What would you even ask though?
>Hey I experienced a memory of some unicorn throwing around racial slurs for other pony types because his peers think he’s a monster while looking out at the snow!
>Maybe you’ll just file this away in your mind for now…
>Instead of focusing on that, you should really start dealing with that whole amnesia thing
>You check you phone once more
>Who knows, maybe it has service now?
>Pulling it out and pressing the lock button you find that, nothing has changed
>Well mostly
>Now the “help” is the regular slide to unlock
>That’s odd, maybe you just read it wrong?
 
>You shake your head
>You’ve been getting side-tracked too much lately
>It’s kinda concerning honestly
>You put you phone back in your pocket and head towards your door
>Your closed door, which in itself is odd
>You NEVER close your bedroom door
>Then again, you don’t usually sleep on top of your covers
>Or wear a clean hoodie without showering
>Actually…
>You decide to ACTUALLY look yourself over
>You don’t smell, and you don’t have any noticeable injuries
>Peeking inside your sweater you seem to be missing two missing chunks of flesh as well
>What the HELL happened before?!
>NO, can’t get distracted for too long
>You place a hand on the door handle
>You’ll visit your living room and THEN figure out all that other stuff
>Like where your pin and injures disappeared to
>How come you’re getting broadcasted visions of other’s memories on your tv?
>You twist the handle and push the door open
>To reveal nothing
>Everything is as it should be
>Wait, why is everything as it should be?
>Looking around it seems your table is sitting in its place with the two chairs pushed in underneath it, but that’s not what’s bothering you
>No, what’s bothering you is what ISN’T there
>Well what isn’t on the counter
>You don’t remember answering the door, but you DO remember making tea
>Yea, you were making tea and heating up those crumpet things Rarity packed for you
>However they aren’t on the counter like they should be
>This place looks like it does on every other day, but not how it should now
>Something is practically screaming in the back of your head
>As though that’s not the only thing wrong with how this place looks
>Your stomach suddenly feels heavy
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekPaYGVLifY
>No, your whole body is heavy
>Not to mention sore
>Your arms hang like dead weight at your sides as it takes an almost herculean effort to just stay standing
>You feel like you just decided to let several WWE wrestlers take turns using you as a personal punching bag
>You can’t even laugh at the thought of it
>Your body is too sore, and your head hurts
>You hold a hand against your face as you start to wobble a bit
>You hear a loud cracking noise coming from your kitchen
>Wha—
>Before you can even see what it is a *CRASH* of what sounds like porcelain echoes loudly
>You take a wobbly step forward towards the kitchen before having to stop and steady yourself
>What the hell is wrong with you?
>Without warning one of your dining chairs throws itself towards you
>What is…
>It doesn’t get far as it shatters into pieces before hitting you
>Why did that?
>Your breathing has become haggard and raspy
>You take a few steps to the table and lean onto it for support
>Something isn’t right…
>Your table collapses to the floor as you lean on it almost causing you to go down with it
>Your heart beats like an irregular drum as you try to keep calm
>But the combination of unknown surprises and an overwhelming bad feeling that is permeating you to your very core are making it very hard to stay calm
>As you try to gain your bearings you hear, screams
>Distorted screaming
>As if people were shouting out for someone, but they were shouting in unison as one
>A loud *CRACK* thunders beside you as a hole rips itself open in your wall
>You finally can’t take standing anymore and instead slump against the wall without a hole in it
>You would’ve aimed for the other chair, but that seems like too much you can’t do
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5GgdUvNTEU
>You sit on the floor huffing and puffing as your head throbs with each beat of your heart’s frantic rhythm
>You cough a bit as your breath won’t seem to come back to you
>It’s like the punches Flash gave you, but if every moment you were getting punched again
>That and instead of a single punch it’s several punches to your everything
>Your coughing seems to pick up and you cover your mouth to stop yourself from moving so much
>Bringing your hand away from your mouth causes your heartbeat to redouble its efforts
>Looking at your hand it appears to be covered in blood
>What the hell is going o—
*VVVRRRRRMMBBBBBB*
>You jump a bit at the sound of your phone vibrating in your pocket
>Your head has stopped thumping with your beating heart
>You can breathe easily once more as the pain you just recently felt seems to fade away
>You look back to your blood covered hand
>Only to discover that the only thing on it is some saliva
>What the hell…
>Despite still feeling like something is wrong, to a lesser extent then before, you pull your phone out once more
>A preview of a text from an unknown number pops up on your phone
>It says, “Anon I”
>That’s all it says
>You what?
>With shaky hands you try sliding your phone lock off, and to your surprise it works
>Opening the conversation you decide to try and contact this unknown caller
>You reply with an easy question
>I what?
>You wait for a reply for what feels like hours before you impatiently type another message
>What do you want!?
>You lean back against the wall
>You can’t deal with this shit
>You realize just how parched you are right now
>Maybe that drink of water would help you right now
>You carefully make your way to your feet with no trouble
>Your legs are OK
>You slowly pace towards the kitchen as you look around at all your broken belongings
 
>What the hell caused everything to break?
>A poltergeist?
>You shake the thoughts of what could’ve from your head as you grab a glass
>Why don’t you just drink first think later
>You fill up the glass with some nice cold purified water, and then downing it like you’ve been raiding the Saracen heretics for the lord all day
>After downing the glass with a *gulp* you let out a sigh
>Much better
>You turn away from the faucet and lean back on the sink
>You just need to chill
>Your eyes sweep the kitchen and stop on your stove
>The readout on it is blinking “need your”
>NANI!?
>You rub your eyes and blink hoping that you’re seeing things
>Opening them up once more the readout now just blinks “00:00” like it experienced a blackout
>Calm down
>You’re just seeing things!
>Not like THAT’S bad or anything!
>You let out a little chuckle
>Why don’t you check to see if the unknown number texted back!
>Yea, something nice to take your mind off THIS
>You pull out your phone and open up the conversation once more
>You almost drop the phone
>The conversation…
>It says YOU started it with the “I what?”
>There is no “Anon I”
>Your breathing has increased to the point of almost hyperventilating
>THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU SIGNED UP FOR!
>Hell, you didn’t sign up for anything!
>You close your eyes as you drag a hand down your now slightly sweaty face
>Breathe, just breathe
>Magic is real, so why not spooky ghosts?
>Just punch em with holy water, or your magic
>That you can’t use because you don’t have your pin…
>You’re about to start screaming when your mental breakdown is interrupted by your phone vibrating once more
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atuFSv2bLa8&feature=youtu.be&t=1m15s
>You quickly look to see it’s the unknown number calling
>You hesitantly answer it
“H-hello?”
>You hear nothing but light breathing on the other end
“What do you want from me!?”
>The breathing stops
>”For you to wake up.”
 
>”GAS GAS GAS! I’m gonna step on the gas! Tonight I—”
>Your eyes snap open as you jolt awake slicked in a cold sweat
>You almost bite your tongue in your panicked awakening
>You blink a few times as adrenaline races through your veins causing your heart to beat almost as hard as in your dream
>You feel like your stomach wants to evacuate all its contents out onto the floor
>Luckily for you, it has no contents to evacuate
>You can hear your phone ringing in your pocket as your mind starts to catch up with current events, but you don’t think you have the freedom to answer it right now
>Your shaking hand says the time for answering phones is not right now
>Your breathing is already ragged as you process where you are with shifting eyes
>You’re in your room, slumped up against a wall
>It looks as though you’re all alone here
>Again, just like in your dream…
>You close your eyes for a moment in an attempt to calm down
>You slow down your breathing by breathing in through your mouth and out the nose
>You know it’s been years since your last nightmare, but a dream shouldn’t shake you this much
>You swallow the building up saliva in your mouth
>Just take your mind off it and think of something else
>Don’t think about the fact that you had a nightmare so vivid that you felt actual physical pain
>NOT HELPING
>You should try to focus on something else to distract yourself while your heart slows
>How about pazzak?
>Better start with picking a side deck
>Need a +/- 6 alright
>As you imagine flipping through the cards in the deck you can already feel the familiar game calming you down
 
>You haven’t needed to distract yourself from something bad in a while, have you?
>How about spicing the game up with a flip 3&6 card?
>You haven’t really needed to lately have you?
>You don’t usually even touch those
>But now…
>You sigh as you think of an opponent
>You stop just before dealing cards
>You’re calm enough now
>You open your eyes slowly as you start to look around the room once more
>Are those shredded clothes on your bed?
>Wait, something more important you have to check first
>You lift your arms up and inspect them
>You don’t have any injuries again!
>Do NOT freak out!
>Upon further inspection your clothes are all torn up and bloody
>Quite a bit more than after you fought Gilda
>What happened?
>You realize you can’t hear blaring Eurobeat, guess you missed the call
>You wipe some built-up sweat from your forehead
>Was that just a nightmare?
>It was probably thanks to someone’s magical interference, but who?
>D wouldn’t have, he gave you his word that he’d leave you alone for tonight
>Well, you HOPE he wouldn’t have
>D seems like a slippery devil, but something about how he said that struck you as an honest promise
>Ah well, no use wondering about it on the floor
>You move to get up, but notice a small weight in your lap stopping you
>Looking down it appears to be, a stuffed animal?
>Hey, that’s not just any stuffed animal
>That’s Tedd E Bear!
>You used to love taking naps with him!
>It’s even got that chunk of ear yours was missing from that encounter with the family dog
>This one can’t be yours right?
>Yours was lost to the great toybox in the sky a long time ago
>You pick up the little stuffed bear by the armpits
“Where’d you come from little guy?”
>It proceeds to *boop* you on the nose with its tiny paw
 
>You freeze up as the small stuffed bear stares into your soul
>Ah, so you’re still dreaming?
>It’s like inception, you’re on another layer of nightmare
>Of course
>You gently place the bear down on the floor giving its head a little pat
>Yep, just gonna not deal with this
>You lie down on your side and face the wall
>Sometimes, you just need a break from it all
>Or, maybe you just don’t feel like dealing with animate teddy bears right now and would rather stay right here just facing a wall for a few minutes
>A few moments pass by as you watch your wallpaper age before feeling someone else’s embrace from behind causing you to tense up
>Not because it’s someone from behind hugging you
>No, because of something much worse
>Looking back it appears to be a naked Sunset rubbing her face and chest against your back
>Now you know it’s Jordan, and in retrospect should’ve guessed that from the start
>However, just because you KNOW the naked Sunset behind you isn’t actually the real Sunset doesn’t make this any less HARD!
>Well, technically it isn’t THIS that’s hard right now, but uh…
>You sigh as Jordan continues to try spooning you on the floor as Sunset
>You slowly get up making sure not to even LOOK in Jordan’s general direction
>You grab the discarded clothes you probably put on Jordan before and toss them at it
“Please get dressed once more for me will ya?”
>You hear the rustling of fabric behind you
>Seems Jordan can understand you a bit better now
>You pull out you phone to see the time
>5:42pm
>Damn, you lost like an hour and a half or so
>You drag your hands down your face as you groan
 
>You feel Jordan clinging to your arm as you stand there waiting
>Good, you’re hungry like the wolf right now
“Cool, let’s go an—“
>Looking back you stop halfway as you notice Jordan frowning slightly while looking down
>Your legs travel down those delectable thighs to see the pants coiled at Jordan’s feet
>What did you even expect?
>You crouch down and pull the pants around the ankles up Sunset’s slender legs
>No wait, bad thoughts JORDAN’S legs, NOT Sunset!
>You have to manually breathe as you once again tie a little knot in the sweatpants strings to keep Jordan’s decency intact
“There all better.”
>After you stand up Jordan smiles before hugging your midsection with a purr
>This little bug is very affectionate ain’t it?
>You will admit it brings a smile to your face
>You rub Jordan’s head and turn to the doorway to the living room
“Let’s get something to eat shall we?”
>Oh wait
>Forgot you don’t know what Jordan eats
“Well, I’ll eat.”
>Though you should find out what the little tyke eats
>And what happened in the last hour or so
>Food first, amnesia second
>You walk out into the living room with your Jordan armband secured firmly around your arm
>You don’t think you’ll be getting used to this much physical contact with Sunse-Jordan’s boobs
>You probably shouldn’t
>Woah
>You stand amongst the wreckage that was your living room
>Maybe wreckage is a bit strong, but shit
>All your stuff is broken!
>Except for a single chair
>You bend down and pick up a piece of wood
>Just what in god’s name happened here?
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIprdhZie6w
>A spike of pain surges through your brain
>You drop the wood as you fall to your knees
>It feels like a chunk of your brain is being charred on a grill!
>You grit your teeth and close your eyes as the searing pain spreads throughout your brain
>Without warning memories start to bubble up in your mind
>They seem foreign, yet completely your own
>You go through them, unable to think about anything else
>What are these?
>Feelings and actions you don’t recall doing
>Punches and kicks you don’t remember receiving
>Your muscles start to tense up to phantom blows of the past
>Shattering of wood as you slam into it
>A feeling of smug satisfaction while you stand above, Aria?
>Everything is tinged red and blurry so it’s hard to tell
>Before a sudden absence of emotion strikes
>Then a hellish storm of fury erupting from within
>You’re hyperventilating now
>Rage harnessed as flame to burn through someone
>You squeeze your hand as you feel the heat centered on it
>Your fingers wrapped around someone’s throat
>Adagio?
>The life draining from their eyes
>The happiness from snuffing out the fire of another
>You can taste acidic bile rising in your throat
>Chasing Aria down
>Beating her bloodied
>All with manic fury carved onto your face
>About to strike out at, at Pinkie?
>You wouldn’t…
>The smile plastered to your face as you reel up to punch right through her
>You’re not like that…
>Before being crushed from something behind you
>Smashing someone over and over until your fists went raw
>Throwing, rage at them
>Then being pinned against a wall
>As your mind becomes your own once more you empty what little remains in your stomach onto the floor
 
>You stay huddled over on your elbows and knees for a moment to gain your mental bearings
>So many thoughts are flying through your head it’s almost too much
>That can’t have been you could it?
>You’ve changed
>You wouldn’t do anything like that now
>You’re better than that
>You’ve acquired discipline
>The smell of rancid vomit drifts to your nose causing you to cough
>You had a hard time seeing what happened after you started strangling Adagio
>What caused you to, get THAT mad?
>What would stop you mid-attack?
>You spit out some leftover vomit in your mouth as you wipe your lips
>Guess you had something left in your stomach huh?
>You feel a hand rub your arched back
>Looking over to its owner you see Jordan sitting on the floor next to you
>Little guy is trying to smile reassuringly you think, but it comes off more cute than anything
>You push yourself onto your ass as you sit back
“Sorry bout that Jordan, kinda came outta nowhere.”
>Jordan snuggles into your side as you stare at the broken remains of the battlefield with new clarity
>So you fought the BJ brigade and won?
>So who was the guy who beat you?
>How’d he even beat you?
>From what you remember, you felt practically invincible
>You palm your pin while yo-wait a second
>You look down at your torn up tank-top
>THERE IS A DISTINCT LACK OF PIN THERE!
>You breathe in a big breath before letting it out slowly
>No problem
>None what so ever
>It’s all daijobu
>EVERYTHING IS FIRE!
>Whatareyougonnadowhatareyougonnadowhatareyougonn—
>Your stomach grumbles loudly at you interrupting your mental freakout while you get Sunset cuddles
>Jordan cuddles, not Sunset
>You palm your face with both hands
 
>You can’t deal with all this right now
>No, you just really don’t want to deal with this
>You can feel Jordan’s heat radiating from its body as it snuggles you
>You slap you face with both palms
>Get a hold of yourself Anon!
>You aren’t one to just give up anymore!
>You ARE different than before!
>You CAN fight without that pin!
>You WILL find out what made you berserk!
>You’ve got THIS!
>Done with your little pep talk you nod furiously
>You just need to organize a list of things you need to do!
>First thing though, a snack
>You stand up with Jordan in tow
>You should probably clean the vomit off the floor first
>No, your stomach demands snacks!
“Come on Jordan, food time is now!”
>You step over the broken plate
>Rip in peace Rarity crumpets
>Wait, where are they?
>Did the BJ brigade take them?
>You’d complain, but considering what you did to Adagio…
>Maybe letting them have your floor crumpets is the least you can do
>You stand in your kitchen with a hand cupping your chin
>Now just WHAT should you eat?
>Probably nothing TOO heavy since you’ve got to meet up at Twilight’s in…
>You check your phone once more for the time
>5:50pm
>In about half an hour probably
>Which means someone will pick you up soon, right?
>Shit, you completely forgot to get anyone else’s number besides Sunset and Rarity didn’t you?
>Cause you can’t call Rarity, not with how you left her…
>You just keep doing good things today don’t ya?
>Guess you’ll just have to ask Sunset for a ride or someone else’s number
>Or you could see if the unknown caller is one of the girls
>Hmm, take a chance or just call Sunset?
>No, you’re different than your old self so take a chance!
>You redial the unknown caller and hold your breath in anticipation
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x0XcOLuGkik&feature=youtu.be&t=1m11s
>Music?
>You hear a squeak outside your door before hearing a voice from the hallway and phone
>”Hiya, Non-non!”
 
>Pinkie?
>You hold the phone to your ear as you peek out from the kitchen
>You can see shadows in the hallway
>Looks like Pinkie, someone else, and what the hell is that?
>It looks like a large rectangle
>”Nons are ya there?”
>Oh shit, gotta talk and stuff
“Y-yep I am!”
>Since when do you say yep?
>”Oh good, I was just wondering if you were home cause I was waiting for you outside your building!”
>Uhh
“You know I can see your shadows through the doorway, right?”
>You see Pinkie’s head poke out the side of the empty doorframe
>”Oh my gosh Nonny, what happened to your door!?”
>Pinkie walks through the doorway snapping her head all around the place
>”WOW, it looks like you had one wild party in here!”
>Straggling in behind her is Fluttershy panting lightly as she pulls something behind her
>”Oh, um hello…”
>You give her a small wave as she gets through the doorway only to see what she’s pulling behind her
>You don’t even know what that is honestly
>”You’ll have to invite us next time Nann!”
>It’s like someone decided to make a pie, but then wanted cake so they made that too
>Then they wanted more pie, and they kept repeating that cycle of wanting more of the other until it piled up so high that it’s taller than you
>Pinkie stops just short of the kitchen in front of you with a big smile as Fluttershy tries to catch her breath against a wall
>You point limply to the pillar of dessert
“Uh, Pinkie what is that?”
>Pinkie tilts her head before nodding in realization
>Jabbing a thumb towards mount diabetes she smirks
>”You mean the 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™!?”
>Did she just say that it was trademarked?
 
>”Yes I did! I’ve been working on getting it registered now for months!”
>Wait what?
>Pinkie pulls out a stack of tiny print paper
>Holding it up she points to the tiny font
>”It’s actually a pretty complicated procedure to get a trademark registered! First you have to go through the USPTO’s rigorous ba—“
>Your mind becomes a bit hazy as Pinkie starts telling you the difference between trademarks, service marks, patents, and copyrights
>You did NOT need this explained
>Nor did you WANT it to be
>You place a hand on Pinkie’s shoulder which causes her to stop abruptly
>Is she alright?
“Pinkie I’m more interested in WHAT that is.”
>Pinkie twitches before cracking a small smile
>”U-uh yea, of course!”
>She steps back and shows off the 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™ with a wave of her arms
>”It’s only natural to be curious about what lies inside this giant testament to sweet-tooths everywhere!”
>She folds her arms while standing in front of the abomination of sweetness
>”This bad boy has it all! It’s chalk-full chocolate, vanilla, marble, red-velvet, Boston cream, yellow, and apple flavors of pie AND cakes!”
>Saliva begins to drip from your mouth as the sweet aroma of the cake pie and her description kindle the hungry flames of your stomach
>That’s quite the uh
>”And that’s not even mentioning the alternating layers of frosting and crust types!”
>No way…
>Your stomach is now audibly growling at you to devour the tower of sugar power before you
>Blinking you become aware of the weird stares Pinkie and Fluttershy are giving you
 
“I may be just a bit hungry.”
>You see a small smile behind the giggling Fluttershy as Pinkie give you a big toothy smile
>”Well why didn’t you say so Nanners!? We can just have a slice before dinner, our secret!”
>Fluttershy raises a hand
>”Uh, I don’t know Pinkie… Shouldn’t we wait till AFTER dinner? I mean, sinceit’ssocloseandall…”
>Pinkie grins devilishly as she pulls you and Fluttershy into a conspiratorial huddle
>”Don’t worry about it Flutters; I won’t tell if YOU don’t, get me?”
>Her eyes shift to you with a sudden intensity as she puts emphasis on each word
>”You can keep a secret, just, between, us, right?”
>Her head kept getting closer to you with each word until it now is almost mushed against yours
>How long is her neck?
>”Ohhhh Nomomon!”
>You blink as Pinkie’s big blue eyes stare into yours
>”You can keep a secret just between the two of us, riiiiiggghhttt?”
>You hear a mouse like cough
>”Uh, I’m here too you know…”
>Pinkie’s head snaps to Fluttershy before she lets out
>”Oh yea…”
>Her face rubber bands back to you still laced with curiosity
>”So can you keep a secret between the THREE of us?”
>Is there really a reason to keep you three having a slice of the pie cake before dinner a secret?
>Pinkie nods as her head retracts to normal not-in-your-face levels
>”Of course there’s a reason we’d have to keep it super top secret!”
>Seems like even Fluttershy is curious as to why as she pipes up
>”And why does this have to be a super top secret?”
>Pinkie gasps and whips her head between the two of you with a look of utter shock
 
>Stepping back Pinkie points toward the amalgamation of desserty goodness
>”Don’t you two get just how much power the 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™ holds over the hearts of mortals!?”
>How much power it holds over the hearts of mortals?
>You glance over to Fluttershy who seems to be just as confused as you are
“Enough to satisfy their stomachs?”
>Pinkie nods furiously
>”That’s right, BUT that’s not the only power of this incredible, edible, culinary masterpiece!”
>Pinkie hunches over as if she’s informing you of the most top secret of information possible
>”You see this wonderful Cake-pie is SOOOO tasty, it can cause people to go crazy with extreme jealousy if they can’t at least have a slice of one of its 10 flavorful layers.”
>You don’t think that anyone wou—
>”They call it, CAKEPIE MADDNESS!”
>She accentuates her reveal by waving her arms around
>You hear an eep beside you as you feel something clinging to your side
>Looking down you see Fluttershy clinging to your side while shivering
>Uh, does she need a hand?
>Pinkie steps in front of you before whispering
>”She’s showing the signs of stage 1 Cakepie Maddness!”
“She’s not inflicted with Cakepie Maddne—“
>Pinkie shoves a hand covered in frosting over your mouth
>“Shhhhh, there’s only one cure for this…”
>Mmm, buttercream
>Pinkie reaches behind her back and pulls out a kitchen knife
>Uh, what?
>”It has to be this way Anon, she’s already infected!”
>Now you’re not THAT stupid
>Pinkie raises the knife in the air like she just came out of Halloween after killing a couple other teenagers
>She’s just, uh gonna do something right?
>She slices downwards
>Oh shi—
>Before turning around and cutting into the Cake-pie
 
>Should’ve saw that one coming
>Pinkie turns around with a wicked grin and two slices of cake on plates
>”You really should’ve seen that coming Non-non.”
>She holds the plates out to you and Fluttershy
>You grab one but notice that Fluttershy isn’t grabbing the other
>You look down and see Fluttershy is, rubbing her face against your side
>Is that Jordan?
>Pinkie is staring at Fluttershy as well
>Fluttershy seems to notice that you’ve all stopped what you’re doing and are staring at her
>to which she flies off of you as quickly as humanly possible
>”S-sorry, for some reason Anon’s side just felt so safe and comfortable…”
>Okkaaayyyy?
>Pinkie shakes her head before pretty much shoving the cake in Fluttershy’s face
>”So let’s just agree to never speak of the 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™ to ANYBODY, especially Sunset since she likes to pig out on my bake—“
>Her eyes go wide as she stops talking abruptly
>What’s wrong?
>You place the cake-pie on the counter as you turn to where her stare is pointed, at the kitchen and…
>The currently disguised as Sunset Jordan
>Better clear this up before anyone gets any weird ide—
>Pinkie jumps in front of you holding her arms out like an x
>”No, stay back! I won’t let you have him Sunset!”
>She calls the cake a he?
>Well it is big and shaped like a di—
>Wait, you should just clear this up
>As you move to reel in Pinkie Jordan’s face lights up like a Christmas tree
>It runs into Pinkie’s open arms tackling her into you
>Your lungs empty as the two collide and send all three of you to the floor with a loud *thump*
>”N-no, NO!”
>Openning your eyes you see Jordan hugging Pinkie tightly while rubbing its face against her chest
>”Y-you can’t convince me to give you sweets by being sweet!”
 
>This would be more heart-warming if they weren’t doing it on top of you
>In another context, you feel as though you’d be begging for this exact thing to happen
>How bout you don’t think about things like that while Pinkie squirms on top of you?
“Hey Jordan, do ya mind hugging her while not on top of me?”
>Jordan open its eyes and stops rubbing itself into Pinkie’s cleavage to look at you
>You swear you can see the light of recognition ignite within Jordan’s eyes
>Wait, when did Jordan have norma—
>Jordan breaks the hug with Pinkie, only to instead hug both you and Pinkie
>So close, yet not actually what you wanted at all really
>You sigh as Pinkie accepts her hug and hugs Jordan back
>As nice as this is you really would rather be eating that cake-pie instead, or just not the center of hugs between two very nice smelling girls
>The aroma of bubble gum mixes and mingles with Sunset’s now familiar scent of lilacs
>NO, stop smelling girls!
>One of them isn’t even a girl!
>You think…
>You notice Fluttershy squatting down beside you out of the corner of your eye
>You tilt your head towards her
“Can I, help you?”
>With a small smile hiding behind her bangs Fluttershy stumbles out
>”I-I was just wondering, do you…”
>You smile at her act of helpfulness
>Guess Flutters is really nice
“Please do Fluttershy.”
>She lets out a noise you can only describe as a *squee* before
>Joining in the hug pile…
>The new smell reminiscent of citrus mixed with the forest enters the hug pile
>Most people would assume that someone would be offering to help someone stuck on the floor a hand to get back up
>Not to join in on the impromptu “let’s hug Anon” party
 
“Ok, it’s been like 5 minutes guys; can we get off the floor now? I’m really hungry.”
>Your words seem to shake everyone out of their cuddle time
>The pile disengages as everyone gets off you
>Thank god Jordan understood you THAT time
>Fickle ass god
>A pink hand extends into your vison
>”Come on Noners, let’s eat some thank you for saving our lives 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™!”
>Wow that’s a mouthful
>You grab the hand and pull yourself back to full height
“Thanks, but what did you just call the cake-pie?”
>Pinkie blinks before smiling
>”I called it the thank you for saving our lives 10 layered Pinkie Cake-pie™!”
>It’s for you saving their lives?
>”Yep!”
>Well shit, you haven’t been rewarded for doing something in a while
>You pick up the slice on the counter and study it while you prod at it with a fork
>It feels kinda weird eating a gift, even if it’s a cake-pie
>You hear Fluttershy’s voice as you quietly ponder whether or not to eat the cake-pie
>”So why are you here Sunset? Aren’t you supposed to be with Twilight?”
>The sounds of happy chirps cause Pinkie and Fluttershy to do a double take
>You should say something
“Oh yea, that’s not Sunset; that’s the “changeling” I found earlier. I call it Jordan.”
>Pinkie and Fluttershy both inspect Jordan with curious glances
>”Wow, Jordie looks EXACTLY like Sunny!”
>”Well remember, Sunset said that they can change into an exact copy of anyone.”
>You thought other ones could, but Jordan couldn’t change the eyes
>Now though…
>You watch the smiling Jordan being poked by Pinkie while Fluttershy pets its head
 
>You can’t help but smile as you watch them
>Your stomach grumbles at you once more as you stand there mesmerized
>Shit, better eat that cake-pie
>It was a gift, and gifts NEED to be appreciated
>And how do you appreciate food?
>You eat it!
>You snatch the plate off the counter with a salivating mouth
>You can smell the delicious aromatic fragrance of vanilla wafting to your nostrils
>If this tastes even HALF as good as it smells, oh boy
>Cutting a small piece you lift a forkful of vanilla goodness to your mouth an—
>”OH MY GOSH!”
>Fucking what!?
>You’re startled by a shouting Pinkie as your fork goes tumbling to the ground
>”Look at the time, we’ve got to get going if we want to make it to Twilight’s in time!”
>You’re first bite of cake-pie…
>”Oh my, you’re right Pinkie.”
>You were literally about to bite into it
>”Let’s bring Jordana along to meet the girls!”
>Now it lies on the floor dirtying it up with your broken furniture and vomit
>You feel a hand tugging at your shirt as Fluttershy walks past
>”Come on Nonerry, we’ve got a dinner date to make it to!”
>But cake-pie…
>Pinkie gently swipes your plate of cake-pie from your loose hands
>”Don’t worry, it’ll be here when you get back!”
>How does she know that?
>You don’t even have a door to protect all your stuff!
>”Oh don’t worry about that; I have a way to make sure no one comes in here!”
>Huh?
>You’re dragged out the doorframe with Jordan trailing behind you
>You see Pinkie pick up your fallen door
>She’s not going to like
>She then sets it up leaning on the doorframe
>”There, now no one will be able to get in your apartment!”
>Of course!
>You huff a sigh
>Guess your only hope is that anyone who goes in there sees how fucked the living room is and decides to just leave
 
-Meanwhile-
https://youtu.be/T8ciAPC4jzg?t=2m4s
>Mhmmm
>Your eyes flutter open as the familiar tune brings you back to the waking world
>Why are you so sore?
>You look back to find that you’re dangling by your rump impaled on the wall
>Blinking you notice that the wall also has a bit of a dent in it
>In the shapely form of your posterior
>Oh, you went a little overboard and passed out again, didn’t you?
>You sigh as you prepare to dismount The Punisher™ still attached to the wall
>Now you just need to go slow annnnnhhhggnnnn!
>You fall to the floor with a uncouth *thud* as you practically bite your lower lip off
>Might be just a tad sensitive still
>You landed on the right side of your face into something wet
>You breathe in a nice waft of your own succulent scent as your face is having a lovely meeting with your juice soaked towel
>You close your eyes as you lay there face in sopping wet towel and back arched up like a cat
>Without opening your eyes you fling an arm out reaching for your phone
>That’s your discarded shirt, wallet, The Punisher™’s friend The Vibeomatic Bullet™, ah there it is
>You finally palm the ringing device
>Swiping it to answer you bring it to your left ear
“Mhmm, R-Rarity speaking…”
>”Uh, are you alright Rarity?”
>Sunset?
“Yesss, never better dear, what’s the matter?”
>You hear Sunset talk to someone on her end before coming back
>”Twilight just wanted me to make sure you’ll make it here on time.”
>Make it to her place on time?
>Of course you will, you were just taking a small na—
>You notice the clock on your wall
>Specifically what it says
>6:02pm
 
>You deal with this revelation in the most calm and dignified way possible
>By screaming
“AAAHHHHHHHHH, this is THE, WORST, POSSIBLE, THING!”
>You hear a gasp on the other end before Sunset speaks up
>”Rarity, are you alright!?”
>How are you ever going to be alright!?
>Here you are, lying in a puddle of your own love juices, and you haven’t even showered yourself off!
>”Rarity!?”
>You just HAD to go for that 7th helping didn’t you!?
>”RARITY!?”
>This is obviously Twilight’s fault!
>If she hadn’t made such a potent aphrodisiac then you wouldn’t have HAD to satisfy yourself that many tim—
>”RARIIITTTYYYYYYY!”
>Oh my, you seem to have gotten off track
“Sorry dear, I just uh… I just discovered that I had a hangnail.”
>Not one of your better lies
>”Oh, is that all? I thought you were in REAL trouble there for a second.”
>Ignoring Sunset’s downplay of a very serious thing like a hangnail, you should probably tell her you’ll be a bit late…
“I may have also forgotten about a last minute errand and will be a bit fashionably late to Twilight’s this evening.”
>If you hurry you should be presentable and there by 7:30, no 7:00
>”Do you need a hand with it? Twilight and I could come an—“
“NO!”
>You cough a bit
“I mean, no thank you; I am perfectly fine by myself thank you.”
>Good save
>”Oookaayyy…”
>You need to end this conversation with the upmost tact and grace
“YessonowthatyouknowthatI’mafraidIneedtogobye!”
>You hang up before Sunset can expect a thing
>You place the phone on the floor as you stretch out a bit
>You’re a bit stiff, but now you have to make yourself look fabulous
>After all, Annnooonnn will be there
>You feel a smile pull at your lips as you get off the floor
>You step towards the bathroom before looking over your shoulder at The Punisher™
>Perhaps you have time for one more go…
 
>You listen as the line goes dead
>Huh that was, weird…
>Ok, maybe weird is a bit of an understatement
>You look to an anxious Twilight
>”Well, will she be on time?”
>You shrug
“She said that she’d be a bit late because she was going to have to run an errand that had slipped her mind until now.”
>Twilight nods in understanding
>”I see, Pinkie just texted me that she picked up Anon with Fluttershy.”
>Oh?
“Wasn’t he supposed to be with Rarity?”
>Twilight shrugs this time
>”Perhaps she dropped him off due to her last minute errand?”
>Makes sense
>”By the way, what was the trouble that caused her to scream?”
>You smirk while waving the question off
“Oh, it was just Rarity having one of her moments; she found out she had a hangnail and screamed is all.”
>Twilight adopts a knowing grin
>”Ah, that seems like a Rarity thing to scream about.”
>Twilight scrolls down her phone before frowning
>”Sunset, could you do me a favor and contact Applejack for me? I need to recheck some last minute calibrations on the MC-TEKs.”
>Again?
“Sure I can do that.”
>Twilight smiles before turning around towards the basement
>You call out to her before she descends down the stairs
“Twilight, are you sure they’ll be ready before we need them?”
>Twilight stops and does a 180 at the threshold of the stairs
>She seems to be mumbling to herself for a moment while looking down
>Probably crunching some numbers quickly
>She nods before restoring eye-contact with you
>”I can say with utmost confidence that the MC-TEKs will be serviceable.”
>Serviceable?
>You raise an eyebrow in doubt
 
>Twilight frowns slightly while scratching the back of her neck
>”They won’t be fully operational like I hoped, but the main functions should work with only a 1.25% of catastrophic failure.”
>Sorry what?
>1.25% chance of catastrophic failure?
>Twilight must see the concern likely written all over your face as she quickly adds with a smile
>”Nothing lethal I assure you; and 1.25% is an over 92% decrease in likely-hood as opposed to my earlier proto-types!”
>Nothing lethal?
>NOTHING LETHAL!?
“Twilight what’ll happen if the MC-TEKs go into catastrophic failure!?”
>Twilight frowns as she taps on her phone for a moment
>”When I tested for this within a controlled environment, the MC-TEK released an electric current to the dummy measuring at its maximum .05 amps for a sustained 2 second interval.”
>.05 amps?
>You were never that good with electricity’s effects on the human body
“How many amps can the human body take?”
>Twilight seems a bit reluctant to respond before mumbling something
“Say what?”
>You see her mouth moving, but you can’t hear her words
“Can I get that just once more Twi?”
>Twilight coughs into a balled fist
>”About .1 amps before they’re endanger of death.”
>Sorry, what?
>You put down your phone
“Did, did you just say .1 amps could cause death?”
>Twilight nods sheepishly
>”It wouldn’t be lethal, but the current would cause an involuntary action in the user; the current would cause the muscles to spasm which in turn would become muscular paralysis.”
>So wait
“It wouldn’t kill, but it would cause extreme pain and leave whoever vulnerable to whatever is around them?”
>Twilight nods
>”While the pain would only last at worst 2 seconds, I don’t know how long one of us would take to recover from that pain.”
 
>Even if it’s only a 1.25% chance, that’s a great risk!
>But it is pretty low considering Twilight didn’t think the MC-TEKs would be operational for another month or so
>Talk about last minute patches
>You’ll have to come up with a counter for this
>For now though, you’ll have to use it in teams or something
>Twilight walks to you putting a hand on your shoulder
>”It has, worried me, but it’s the best I can do until I work out the defects.”
>You nod
“Even with a risk like that, I still think it’s better than going in with nothing besides our pony up forms.”
>Twilight tries to look optimistic
>”The numbers are on our side with this; on the bright side, we only have a 0.0875% chance of them all failing!”
>Very, comforting Twilight
>You shake your head
“I don’t think any of them will fail Twilight, I believe in your inventions!”
>Twilight looks away quickly, but you could see the beginnings of a smile on her face
>”Y-yea, I believe in them too!”
>Twilight stands straight before walking back to the basement stairs
>She looks over her shoulder before descending
>”I’ll see if I can’t tweak them a little bit more to lower that 1.25% failure rate!”
>You can hear her thinking out loud of ways she could reduce it as she descends
>1.25% huh?
>She’ll be able to lower by the time you all use them
>Even if she doesn’t, you’re sure you’ll all be fine
>You shake your head as you realize you’re starting to space out
>You’ve got to call Applejack and see if she’s on her way
>Hopefully she won’t be late like Rarity
>You pick up your phone and swipe it unlocked
>Time to see what Applejack is up to
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0odBpvBAYM
>”See, I told you; we could totally play this! The guitar and drums and keyboard and all of it! The original is good, but this version is so much more AGGRESSIVE! It sounds great, don’t it?”
>You smile as you drive from your farm home towards Canterlot proper
>You can see the sun starting to dip below the skyline as you pass apple trees
>This isn’t bad, but it ain’t yer cup a tea
“Ah’ll admit it’s definitely got that going fer it; say, where’d ya hear about this?”
>Rainbow continues to rock out on an air guitar for her imaginary crowd while she answers
>”Vinyl told me about it one day during math.”
>Hm, haven’t talked much with her lately
>Wait, Vinyl TOLD Rainbow about it?
>Thought she wasn't much fer talkin?
>Aw well, it is what is it
>You nod as you let the beat of the drums help you zone out while driving
>As the song comes to an end you see Rainbow lower the volume
>You raise an eyebrow as she turns to you
>”Dude, you know I’m not one to do girly stuff like talk about boys or anything…”
>Girly stuff like talk about boys?
>Where is this coming from?
>Rainbow’s face goes serious as she glances around
>What are ya glancin around for idiot, no one is gonna hear ya
>She focuses back onto you seemingly satisfied
>”But like, I wanna know, what DO you think about Anon?”
>You lurch forward as you almost steer off the road
>Adjusting your hat and course you glance over at the now smug Rainbow
“What in tarnation are ya doin springin a question like that on me for?”
>Rainbow’s smug face has only gotten stronger with your answer
>”What’s wrong AJ? I just wanted to know since you never really answered at lunch.”
 
>You almost tear your eyes off the road to glare at Rainbow, almost
“Ah did too say what I thought about em!”
>Rainbow shakes her head while her grin just keeps getting wider
>”No, you just said that you trust that he’s a good person!”
>Aw horse apples!
>You didn’t think Rainbow would remember that!
>Your hands clamp down on the steering wheel as you try to think of something to say
>You see Rainbow leaning towards you ever so slowly as you hesitate to answer
>You think you like him, but now that you’ve had some time to cool off…
>Maybe you shouldn’t just jump on the “you love Anon” boat just yet
>Though, he is the only boy to ever make you feel like a right proper lady
>You haven’t felt like that since you lived in Manehattan all those years ago
>Only this time you didn’t have to fake it
>Though you didn’t really talk since he just sorta swept you off your feet
>Like a real John Wayne kinda man
>You feel a smile pulling at the corners of your lips as you start to day dream, but Rainbow’s snickering at your side pulls you back to reality
>”I think I can guess how you feel about the dude.”
>You puff your cheeks out as you frown
“Now listen here, ah just think that Ano—“
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RyfCTZB6Nrk
>You’re cut off by your cell phone ringing in your pocket
>Who could that be?
“Gimme me a sec.”
>Rainbow sticks her tongue out at you while you fish your phone out of your pocket
>Sunset?
>You answer quickly
“What’s up Sunset?”
>”Nothing much, Twilight just wanted me to make sure that you’re on your way over.”
 
>Like they even need ta check on ya
“Don’t worry about me an Rainbow, we’re on our way right now.”
>You can hear a sigh coming from Sunset
>”Thank Celestia, I was hoping you wouldn’t be late like Rarity.”
>She says that like she didn’t think she wouldn’t be “fashionably” late
“Well, it’ll be a cold day in hell when ah’m late and Rarity is early.”
>Sunset and Rainbow’s laughs ring in your ears
>”Heh, yea you’re right on that one.”
>Sunset pauses for a moment before shouting an “ah”
>”By the way, you’re driving over in your truck, right?”
>What kinda question is that?
“When am I NOT driving the truck?”
>That earns a chuckle on the other side of the line
>”I’m just making sure cause you’re going to need it in order to transport the MC-TEKs.”
>MC-Tawhat?
“We’ll need it ta transport what?”
>”Don’t worry about it for now; Twilight will want to fill in everybody when you all arrive.”
>Alrighty then
“Alright, well Rainbow and ah should be there in half an hour or so.”
>”Ok, I’ll see you her then. Later!”
“See ya.”
>You lock your phone and put back in your pocket
>Rainbow crosses her arms
>”So what’s up?”
“Nothin much, Sunset just wanted to make sure we were on our way, and that ah was takin the truck.”
>Rainbow nods while just grunting
>That is before she smiles once more
>Please don’t Rainbow
>”So you know, you still haven’t answered my question…”
>She leans closer to you as her grin gets bigger once more
>”So are you…”
>She’s practically smashing her face against your shoulder now
>”Going to…”
>Her mouth is inches away from your ear as she whispers
>”Tell me?”
>You have been dying to tell someone how ya feel about him
>Maybe it wouldn’t hurt ta trust in Rainbow
>Just gonna go for it!
 
>You feel kinda like an idiot
>You didn’t grab any new clothes before leaving
>And now everyone is quiet as the radio softly sings
>Well, Pinkie is humming along to the soft music, and Fluttershy is talking to Jordan in the back
>Guess it’s just kinda you who feels a bit out of place
>Or maybe it’s thinking back on earlier that has you a bit bummed out
>You can’t stop the small frown forming on your face
>Hopefully you didn’t hurt Adagio too much…
>You don’t want to hurt anyone who doesn’t REALLY deserve it
>You can always replace a door
>People aren’t as easy to replace
>You should know...
>You sigh as you glance out the window to the falling rain blanketing the passing city-scape
>Even if you try to not think about it, you can’t help but think about your past few days
>You’ve had more outbursts of emotion than in the past 3 years
>There was the whole crying in front of Sunset in the library
>Guess not thinking about the things that make you sad isn’t a good way to deal with problems
>Which is why you’re thinking about them now!
>God you really wish you could just induce selective amnesia in yourself
>There was also the rage against the cage you had when you stared down those pawns
>That one stings a bit less since you can blame magic wholly
>Even if you did pretty much crack and decide to smash 6 people’s skulls in
>You didn’t do any permanent damage, probably
>Then there was the most recent episode that’s causing you to start questioning what you’ve really been doing all this time
>What was the point of working out if you’re not any stronger?
>You lean your head on the window to feel the gentle vibration of the car
 
>Well ok, you can admit that you are STRONGER
>But you don’t really feel any stronger…
>Though what did you expect?
>That you’d just go full cocoon mode and be just peachy afterwards?
>Like being physically strong would let you shrug off your problems cause “lel lightweight baby”?
>God, that sounds even more pathetic now that you’re thinking about it for real
>However with this it’s becoming painfully obvious to you
>You may have some issues…
>You should try to work those out at some point
>Yea, just ya know, work it out man!
>You have more important things to think about Anon
>Like what happened to cause that last outburst?
>You vaguely remember what happened back there
>Remembering it is like trying to look at a degraded vhs tape
>That is to say it only shows a bit and skips around a bunch
>There’s also this really weird pink filter whenever you think back to it; like you’re looking through neon bubble-gum tinted goggles
>Trying to focus in on the moment you went full on Guts mode only serves to make your head hurt
>A little disconcerting to say the least
>Signs point to that last outburst also having magical influence
>If not for the fact you can’t remember it very well, then some of the bits you do remember had you doing cool DBZ shit
>Kinda wish you could’ve done that when you were fighting Gilda
>Actually…
>Now that you think of it, didn’t Gilda have neon pink magic stuff?
>Those two couldn’t be connected, could they?
>You feel like you have a piece that would connect both of them, but you can’t seem figure it out
>It’s like the answer is just screaming for you to remember it
>Maybe you’re just being a bit paranoid?
>You drag your hands down your face in frustration before rubbing your eyes
 
>It’s hard to focus on driving when Nonny looks so down
>He's too easy to read sometimes you swear
>Ever since you’ve all been driving to Twilight’s he’s been quiet
>It probably doesn’t help that the mood outside is so sad
>Though he’s always been one to not talk much
>At least at school, and in the gym
>Those are the only places he goes from what you’ve observed
>He’s always been alone in those places though
>Even if you were watching his every move to find a way to befriend him
>Not that’s he’d have seen you!
>You feel a bit of sadness seep into your thoughts as a realization occurs to you
>It’s probably safe to say he’s thinking about earlier…
>You know you have been, but that’s alright!
>You’re sure that he wouldn’t have hurt you, even if he was really really SUPERDY DUPER mad!
>Maybe he just needs someone to help him feel a little happier?
>You can do that!
>You stealthily yoink your cd case from the passenger's side as Non-non glances out the window
>Now, it should be in here somewhere…
>Aha!
>You pull out your cd labeled “Fun Timez 6” written in black sharpie
>Custom made to guarantee fun times for everyone!
>You sneak a peek at Nonpon from the corner of your eye
>He’s leaning on the window as he gazes out at the city
>Talk about someone needing a good time!
>This calls for desperate measures!
>You open the cd case once more gently placing the Fun Timez 6 cd back inside
>You’ll need to bring out the big guns for this one!
>You flip to the back of the case
>How about “Fun Maker 9000”?
>No, something happier
>Hm, “Greatest Toons!”?
>No, too technobilly pop for right now
>You almost can’t contain your smile as you see it
>Your coup de grace of happy time mixes
>If this doesn’t work, nothing will
>You pull it out and slam that bad boy into the cd player as Naneran pulls his hands down his face
 
>”Hey nanerpanermaner?”
>What did she just call you?
>You look over to Pinkie who seems to be fiddling with the radio
“Yea, what’s up?”
>Her ever present smile gets slightly bigger
>”How do you feel about singing?”
>Singing?
>You look out the window for a moment to seek answers in the pouring rain
>Yea, who are you kidding?
>You don’t sing
“Well, I’ve never really trie—“
>”Well there’s a first time for everything Nonerito!”
>Huh?
>Turning back to her you see her bouncing like a hyper kid while turning up the volume on the radio
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyhrYis509A
>Wait, you know this song
>Is she really?
>In a fake boy voice she turns to the left slightly while waving a hand
>”Hiya Barbie!”
>This is happening isn’t it?
>Pinkie nudges your arm with a smile and a waggle of her eyebrows
>”Hi Ken!”
>Maybe, you should just go with the flow again huh?
>”Wanna go for a ride!?”
>You can’t be serious and worrying ALL the time, yea?
>"Sure ken!"
>You interrupt Pinkie with a smile before she can do her ken voice
“Jump in!”
>The happiness in Pinkie’s eyes shines brighter than fireworks
>She sways back and forth with gleeful energy
>“I’m a Barbie girl!”
>You’re just doing reload animations from video games as you bob your head
“In the Barbie world!”
>She makes a box with her hands around her face
>“Life in plastic!”
>You just wave closed fists in front of you like an autist
“It's fantastic!”
>Pinkie combs a hand through her hair with a flourish
>“You can brush my hair, undress me everywheeeerreee!”
>Pinkie puts an arm on your shoulder as you both below out
>“Imagination, life is your creation!”
>You cock a thumb out with a wide grin
“Comon Barbie, let’s go party!”
>Pinkie starts to wiggle harder as you proceed into the chorus
 
>Looking back you can see that Fluttershy is even mouthing the words with you two as she bobs back and forth
>Jordan is also chirping along with the rest of you
>Which is still really weird to see basically Sunset chirping and buzzing
>You look out at the road as you continue your impromptu karaoke session with Pinkie
>Even with all the stuff on your mind, and the rain falling you belt out the 90’s Eurodance song with vigor
>And what do you know, you’re actually enjoying yourself!
>Though it feels a bit awkward when Pinkie starts to stare intensely into your eyes
>Like during the “Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky” where she puckered her lips and poked her tits
>NOT THAT YOU WERE LOOKING AT HER TITS!
>But hey, that can all just be Pinkie being Pinkie
>From how you’ve seen her act you wouldn’t put it past her
>However, even with that rationale it doesn’t stop you from feel REALLY awkward when it’s during the “Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please, I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees” section
>Not because she mimics walking and talking, but because of her looking at you with puppy-dog eyes
>The dog collar she pulled out too might have had something to do with it as well…
>You might also feel a bit weird calling Pinkie your bimbo friend as the song progresses
>But besides all that, good time!
>You don’t even notice where you guys are heading as you go from one catchy 90’s song to the next
>Hell, even Fluttershy sings at an audible volume at one point
>When the latest song ends Pinkie turns the volume down before looking to you with the biggest smile decorating her face
 
>”You look so much better with a smile on your face Anon!”
>What?
>She turns to Fluttershy and Jordan in the back
>”Don’t you think so Shy?”
>Fluttershy nods with her own smile hiding behind a strand of pink hair
>You smile all the time!
>Like uh…
>Shit you really don’t smile a lot
>Granted, you have been kinda going through the most hectic days of your life recently, and you didn’t have much to smile about before then
>”You should smile more often, it’s always better to see my friends smile!”
>That’s still pretty weird for you
>To be able to call someone a friend so quickly with absolute certainty
>You’re stirred from your descent down memory lane by Pinkie’s hand waving in front of your face
“Huh?”
>Pinkie raises an eyebrow
>”You okay Nomom?”
>You opt to not say anything and just give her a nod
>Pinkie nods slowly before pointing to a large house
>”Okkkaayyyy, well anyways, we’re here!”
>Looking out the windshield of the pink abduction-mobile you see a rather modern looking mansion
>Shit, is Twilight’s family loaded?
>Who are you kidding, of course they are
>You’re in Canterlot
>They’re at least upper middle class by default
>Unless you live in the downtown section
>Really odd how that just seems way less rich
>You get out of the van into the barren street and look toward the cloud infested skies
>Didn’t notice that it stopped raining for a little while when you were singing, but that’s nice for you
>You hold your arms as a wind rushes by your uncovered arms
>At least you managed to snag your shoes on the way out
>Small miracles Anon, small miracles
 
>Luckily for you your bare arms gain a nice warmth surrounding it relatively quickly as someone wraps themselves around yours
>You hear the slamming of the van doors as you look down to, surprise, Jordan hugging and rubbing its face into your arm
>However you don’t expect the other arm getting warmth as well
>”Come on Nonponpon, let’s make our way out of the cold!”
>Like you weren’t going to?
>Pinkie drags you along by her arm as Jordan sticks to your other like glue
>Fluttershy just ghosts behind you like a wallflower
>Crossing the street you come to a gate with a little black button
>Pinkie bumps it with her hips
>That’s not just a little bit wei—
*BZZZZP*
>Wow that’s loud as fuck
>The little side speaker buzzes for a bit before a voice speaks up
>”Hello, is that you Pinkie?”
>Oh it’s Twilight
>Why are you surprised at that?
>Pinkie salutes before yipping out excitedly
>”Aye-aye captain!”
>You hear a giggle from the intercom
>”Alright, come on in; I’ve got some hot coco waiting inside.”
>Aw shit, hot coco time!
>A less ear-grating *beep* sounds off from the speaker as you hear the gate click and open
>Automagical
>Pinkie wastes no time dragging you and Jordan through the open gate up to the front door
>”You’ll really like it here Nanerman!”
>Fluttershy pops up to your left next to Jordan
>”It’s really nice and cozy…”
>Pinkie nods like she trying to shake her hair off
>Stepping onto the small porch you stand in front of the door for a minute
>Mostly because even though you’re kinda out in front, you’re hands are full
>Pinkie laughs while letting go of your arm sheepishly
>”Whoops, sorry bout that…”
>You cock an eyebrow at her, but open the door anyways
 
>Walking through the threshold into the warm air was like walking out of a curtain of cold
>You practically kick your shoes off as the others take theirs off
>Well except Jordan, you have to help them take theirs off
>Which is weird considering they’re made from magic
>Crouching down you take them off Jordan’s feet only for them to sort of just evaporate
>”We’re in the kitchen girls!”
>Gee thanks Twilight
>You stand up to the giggles of Pinkie and Fluttershy before another shout comes from the kitchen
>”But that baka Anon isn’t allowed!”
>You literally can’t contain your sigh
>Pinkie leads the way by bouncing down a hallway to the left past a big living room area with a fireplace
>You follow along with the ever wanting to cuddle Jordan locked into your arm
>Just throwing curious glances here and there makes you a bit uncomfortable
>Pictures of a loving family and happy moments in time adorn the walls like a collage of happiness
>There’s some of a smaller Twilight on the shoulders of someone you assume is her brother
>Various pictures of Twilight and her supposed brother getting different awards
>Lots of family pictures, like those stereotypical “let’s all dress in matching outfits” Christmas card types
>Pretty much everything you lost
>Well now you feel edgy
>Though as you walk to the kitchen you do notice something odd
>There’s lots of pictures of the brother with tons of friends, but with Twilight, not so much
>You feel like there’s a story behind why, but you’ll have to figure it out later
>You refocus on walking as Pinkie leads you into the kitchen
>You can already see Rainbow, Twilight, Applejack, and Sunset all standing around an island counter
 
>Upon seeing you, Rainbow waves to the four of you
>”Hey, what’s up guuuYYYY WHAT!?!”
>What’s got her so riled up?
>Applejack’s jaw hangs open while Sunset looks like she’s seeing a ghost
>Twilight just blinks before going back to mixing her coco
>You feel Jordan squeeze tighter to your arm
>It’s then you also suddenly realize you may have left out need-to-know info for them
>Holding up a hand you reassure them
“I can explain.”
>Sunset holds a hand up
>”Anon, please don’t.”
>What?
>Everyone else gives her a what look as well
>She sighs and looks back to you
>“That’s the changeling you picked up at the warehouses isn’t it?”
>Wow, she’s pretty sharp
“Yep, this is Jordan everyone; Jordan this is Sunset, Applejack, Twilight and Rainbow.”
>Applejack scratches her head
>”Is there a particular reason Jordan changed into Sunset?”
>Obviously it’s because, uhhh
>You don’t know
>You shrug
“Dunno I came home and Jordan was rolling around in one of my hoodies as a naked Sunset.”
>You can see Sunset’s eye twitch
>You probably should’ve kept the naked part to yourself
>Twilight holds a hand up
>”Question, don’t changelings only change into people a target has f—“
>Sunset stuffs an over-sized marshmallow in Twilight’s mouth before laughing
>”HA HA yep, you sure said it Twi!”
>But she didn’t get to say it fully
>Sunset slams her palms on the counter startling everyone, you included
>”Who wants coco!?”
>Pinkie bounces forward on the balls of her feet raising her hand and shouting
>”OOH ME ME I REALLYREALLYREALLYWANTHOTCOCO!”
>Guess you can get started with this meeting(?) after some hot coco
 
>Well this isn’t so bad
>After the initial, weirdness that ensued with introducing Jordan things quickly went to blue skies
>Everyone is chatting in the kitchen while you move to the living room you passed by to wait for Rarity
>Apparently she had some last minute chores to do
>You take a sip of your peppermint coco as you get comfortable on the floor next to the roaring fire
>Nothing quite as comfy like drinking hot coco next to a warm fire
>It’s even doubly so when you’re a bit achy and feel like sitting down
>It only occurs to you now, but you should probably be in extreme pain right now, right?
>There was the pain you felt during the dream, and when you lost what little of your lunch was left
>However, you really only feel a bit stiff now
>Honestly, you feel better than before you got home
>You should probably be a little more concerned about this than you are, but the urge to care is being subdued by comfort
>You lean against the couch as your eyelids start to droop
>You probably shouldn’t fall asleep right now; you’ll need to pay attention soon
>But you can’t stop the wave of comfy forcing them down for just a little bit
>You’re just resting your eyes, no big deal
>You breathe in the peppermint scent of coco and the burning wood
>Comfy levels are approaching “snug as a bug in a rug” tier
>Your internal comfy analysis is interrupted as you feel somebody lean into you
>Well shit, speaking of bugs
>Guess Jordan wants more pets?
>You pet its head because it seems to enjoy physical contact
>Jordan doesn’t chirp or rub its head into your palm like usual though
>At least for a moment before rubbing its head into your shoulder
>You feel content to pet Jordan for a while just, chilling
>Feels good
 
>You sit there petting Jordan for a little while bathing in the warmth of the fire
>You need more rest
>Especially if you’re going to be fighting more SINs than just Gilda
>At least they give you something to focus on, you like that better than an undefined enemy
>Never was good at fighting an ambiguous foe
>Say, like your issues with mom…
>You sigh as you start to lean into Jordan as well
“I could use more of this…”
>You hear a happy sigh from your bug pal
>Maybe if you just keep your eyes closed and continue petting Jordan you won’t have to get up again?
>You put an arm over its shoulder and continue to pet its head
>If only things could be so nice
>You hate that D was right, but…
>You can’t just sit back while people are up to no good
>Especially in your neighborhood
>Even if you’ve only been here a couple months since you left all those years ago
>Your thoughts start to drift to a place they probably shouldn’t
>Thoughts about mom, old friends, old mistakes
>Just like you huh?
>The second you can get an extend amount of time to just relax you go and fog it up with problems
>You can tackle your issues when the fate of Canterlot and an entire alternate universe aren’t in the balance
>You know, when you put it like that you suddenly become a bit less confident that you can stop an ages old being from enacting its evil plans
>At least you’re not alone!
>You have a group of, acquaintances you met a few days ago…
>Not instilling the greatest of morale boosts here
>You feel Jordan’s arms wrap you into a tight hug that breaks your train of thought
>Guess the little duderito can tell when you’re feeling blue
>That, or it just wants to snuggle
>Little bug is REALLY touchy feely
 
>Not that you mind or anything
>You set your hot coco on to the side
>You don’t like to admit it, but you do like some physical contact every once in a while
>You haven’t had much besides the awkward hug from foster parents over the years
>Well that and the loneliness inducing spooning of a pillow on especially sad nights
>Your mind really needs to stop wandering to the past
>You should just space out, pet Jordan, and listen to the crackling fire while drinking hot coco waiting for Rarity
>So you’ve just got to clea—
>”Oh, am I interrupting something for you Tw—“
>With the sudden voice speaking up you feel Jordan move out of your embrace making you fall flat to the ground
>You hear a muffled voice as someone runs off before you open your eyes only to find yourself alone
>Jeez, what’s Jordan’s problem?
>Actually, who was that just now?
>You didn’t recognize that voice
>Well mostly because it sounded like a dude
>Better question, why are you concerned?
>Just space out
>You stare at the fire from your new sideways perspective listening to the pop of fire wood and feeling its warmth envelope you
>While this is comfortable, you know that staying in this position on the floor for too long can’t be good for you
>You should probably get off your side
>You grunt pushing yourself up back into a sitting position
>Leaning back into the couch you notice someone walk in
>Oh, it’s Jordan walking in as if looking for something
>Upon seeing you its face lights up like a Christmas tree before tackling you into a hug
>Luckily since you were leaning into the couch you don’t fall over
 
“What’s with you Jordan?”
>Wasn’t it snuggling you like less than a minute ago?
>Or is it just that starved for affection?
>You don’t know
>Probably should learn more about Jordan if you’re going to be looking out for the little guy
>Sure as hell ain’t gonna return em to Chrissy
>You smile at the little fella as you tussle its hair
>You kinda feel like a big brother worrying about stuff like that
>Which is really weird when you think about it
>Like for one, you just met this thing today, and two it also looks like a girl that you…
>You uhhh…
>You blink while staring into the fire thinking about the past few days again instead of relaxing
>It’s kinda funny
>Sure, you’ve probably easily had the worst past few days of your life, but in a way it’s been a lot of fun
>You’ve actually talked more in these past few days than the last 2 years combined
>Maybe that’s an exaggeration, but you have forgotten how your voice sounded from time to time
>While you didn’t think it was a problem before, maybe you were onto something in the car when you said you had some problems
>After all, life was just a repeated schedule before
>Sure, now you’re fighting for your and the lives of probably countless others, but in a way it feels better
>Like that with a giant weight hefted upon your shoulders so too has a flame been reignited in your heart
>The again you could just be dramatizing it just a bit
>Sure, Nihilem and the SINs could cause lots of trouble
>But someone besides you would stop them, right?
>Regardless, you guess you’re a bit happy Sunset has barged into your life
>Constant strife is a nice way to mix up things
>Heh, just thinking that is idiotic
>It’s not something you would’ve said a week ago
 
>You may still hesitate to call any of the girls your “friends” yet, but you know that there’s some tangible change going on inside you
>Even if it is some small stuff
>Maybe you can go back to being normal?
>You smile wistfully to no one in particular
>Maybe you can still grow into that hero you always wanted to be?
>”Do you really think that?”
>What!?
>You snap your head around to look for whoever said that
>Only to find yourself alone with Jordan who still rubs its head into your chest happily humming
>There’s no way you just imagined that, it was too clear
>”That’s because you didn’t.”
>Oh fuck
>It’s coming from
>”Your own mind.”
>Well, that’s great
>”You still haven’t answered my question.”
>What, that you can become a hero?
>”Yes, do you really think a person can change who they fundamentally are?”
>You can
>”Really?”
>Everything changes with enough time
>You can hear laughing ringing in your ears
>”That’s funny Hero, so as you stare into that fire you have delusions of becoming a real hero huh?”
>They aren’t delusions
>After all, you have super powers now!
>”Given to you by a pin that you got from someone else.”
>Well you’ll admit it’s not the best origin story out there or anything
>”And you say you’ve changed; you still deflect anything you don’t like thinking about with humor or by just not thinking about it at all.”
>So?
>You’ve changed where it matters most li—
>”Like losing your cool and lashing out by punching things that make you angry?”
>You choke on your breath
>”You’ve done it twice in one day; I’d say that sounds like a new record for you…”
>What do YOU know voice!?
>”Everything YOU know, which is why I can say that you HAVEN’T changed.”
 
>Bullshit!
>You HAVE changed!
>”Maybe the way you dress, the amount of social interaction you take, or how fit you are, sure.”
>You’ve changed more tha—
>”But are you really going to lie to yourself that you’ve CHANGED on the inside?”
>You, you’re dif—
>”No you’re not, you’re the same through and through; more muscular, more prone to isolate yourself, but you still do everything the same.”
>You can almost feel the voice breathing down your neck
>”You still haven’t gotten over the past, you still can’t open yourself up to people, and you’re still just an idiot.”
>Fuck you
>”The fact that you can’t refute me should be proof enough.”
>Your eye twitches
>”Because deep down you know that every word I’ve said.”
>It’s like the voice is someone whispering in your ear
>”Is 100% true.”
>Your gaze goes back to the fire still peacefully burning
>”But that’s fine, I figured I should just warn you.”
>About what?
>”You know that the closer you strive to the light, to be a HERO, the bigger the shadow you cast is, right?”
>You don’t respond
>”You may not be aware but you should know that your shadow is big enough to swallow you whole if you let it; so maybe, you should just back away while you still can?”
>You slow your breathing
>”Just some food for thought, Hero.”
>Who are you?
>You swear you see the shadows of the dancing flames move away
>”Don’t worry about it hero, if you’re smart you’ll never hear from me again.”
>Let’s hope for the voice’s sake you don’t
>Because you’ll SHOW him just how much you’ve changed!
>”Real heroic threat there HERO, I can tell the fight with your shadow will be one for the ages.”
>The voice sounds more distant now
>"I wonder, can you get strong enough to EVER face your shadow?"
>As the voice in your head stops you can see the shadow of the fireplace has gotten noticeably lighter
>But now you feel like there's a shadow in your mind
 
>What does HE know!?
>You’ve changed!
>You’re a good guy
>You can be a hero
>That’s why you have to keep saying it, right?
>Shit, now you’re thinking like that
>You take a sip of hot coco as you realize that something
>Jordan isn’t rubbing its head in your chest anymore
>Now it’s looking up at you like it’s worried
>You heave yet another sigh with a frown
“Sorry bud, a thought just occurred to me is all.”
>Jordan wraps its arms around you in a tight embrace
>You wrap your own arms around it in return
>You close your eyes as you rest your chin on top of Jordan’s head and take a deep breath
>You need to calm down; sure somebody just invaded your mind for the 50ith time, but they only win if you let them rile you up
>Even if they worry you by, telling you what you really fear
>Jordan’s magic must be really good because it even smells like you’re sniffing Sunset
>You’d try to defend yourself and say you haven’t sniffed her enough to know, but who are ya kiddin?
>Maybe sitting next to the fire away from the group was a bad id—
>Your thoughts are interrupted by the creaking of the door opening
>”I am just so dreadfully sorry about my lateness; I just got so caught up in…”
>You open your eyes to a rain soaked Rarity
>Huh, you didn’t think anyone could pull off a trench coat fedora combo, but color you surprised
>She’s just standing there with her mouth agape now
>What’s her prob—
>Jordan’s loud purring vibrates your jaw causing your teeth to clatter
>Oh yea this might look…
>You should probably say something to clear this up
“Uh, it’s not what it looks like?”
>Rarity drops her rain-soaked umbrella on the ground
>Smooth
 
>Don’t lose your composure Rarity
>Certainly it MUST not be what it looks like
>Because it LOOKS like Anon is cuddling Sunset next to a romantic roaring fire sipping hot coco, but that’d be ridiculous!
>Unless Sunset decided to put the moves on Anon in the time you’ve been “occupied”
>Nononononono, Sunset can’t possibly be interested i—
>You realize it was Sunset that brought Anon up at first during lunch
>She was also the one who insisted you all become friends with him
>She’s been eyeing him the whole time!
>How couldn’t you see it!?
>She even had him sleep over at her house!
>Well, you did too…
>But you’ve made up your mind!
>Anon is a gentlemanly knight that deserves a refined lady!
>Not some horse who should already be in college!
>Anon is YOURS!
>You’re the first one who got his number!
>No, that’s not right
>He’s not YOUR boyfriend, yet anyways
>Take a deep breath and calm down Rarity
>You close your eyes as you close the door behind you
>A lady must know when to accept defeat
>Or at least wait for an opportune time to strike
>Maybe that aphrodisiac is still affecting your mind
>After all, Anon has not been one to lie
>Even when you caught him sniffing your…
>You feel an involuntary shiver tingle down your spine
>Ok, you’re definitely still under the effects of Twilight’s special brew
>Just act natural Rarity, no one else will know
>You open your eyes and put on your most polite smile
>However you’re afraid it might be a bit too plastic as Anon’s face’s worried expression only get more pronounced
 
>Alright that’s just a tad odd
>In a span of 30 seconds Rarity looks like she went from simmering anger to this Barbie-esque smile
>Overall, creepy/10
>Perhaps it’s time to elaborate on how this isn’t what it looks like
“Rarity meet Jordan, it’s the changeling I met at the warehouse earlier this morning.”
>Rarity’s smile turns into a nod of, hopefully, understanding
>”Ah yes, but why does Jordan look like Sunset?”
>You hold a finger up matter-of-factly
“You see the reason Jordan looks like Sunset is… I don’t know.”
>You shrug
“But it’s better than trying to bring a four foot tall bug around without anyone noticing.”
>Rarity strokes her chin
>”Yes I suppose that’s true…”
>Things get a little uncomfortably quiet between the two of you
>Except for Jordan’s unrelenting purring
>Rarity looks like she’s a little less stressed
>Maybe you should get off the floor now?
>You pat the snuggly bug on the head to get its attention
>Jordan’s crystal seawater colored eyes stare into yours as a blissful smile paints its face
“Gotta get up now little guy.”
>Jordan frowns slightly while sitting back on its butt with a small *pomf*
>Standing back up you stretch out as Rarity hangs her coat and hat on the rack
>You extend a hand to Jordan who happily accepts it
>Then, big surprise, it links its arm with yours
>You notice Rarity staring at the two of you
“This little bugerido has been clinging to me every chance it gets since I picked em up in the warehouse.”
>Rarity walks over to you, her eyes inspecting Jordan
>”Ah, well I’d have to commend its taste then.”
>She stops on your other side before linking arms with your other arm
>H-hey now
>What’s with everyone being so touchy feely today?
>”Now shall we go talk with the others? I assume they were waiting for me.”
>Before you can respond she starts dragging you to the kitchen
 
>Stepping into the kitchen it looks like the gangs all here, except for one
>Where’s Twilight?
>”Sorry to keep all of you waiting, I had some last minute things I just HAD to get done before we have our little soiree.”
>The others, still standing around the island counter, smile at Rarity after their eyes dart from you to her
>”Ah wouldn’t worry none sugarcube, we’ve been chewin the fat while we wait.”
>Pinkie nods with a whipped cream bread dangling off her chin
>”Mhmm, we made plans to throw a HUGE party fo—“
>Sunset laughs once more while shoving a fistful of marshmallows in Pinkie’s open mouth
>”FOR celebrating when we defeat the SINs, right Pinkie!?”
>Pinkie gulps the wad of marshmallows in one go while nodding
>”Y-yea, haha, for when we defeat the SINs!”
>Rainbow has the biggest smirk you’ve seen her spout yet
>”It’s going to be 100 no 200% AWESOME!”
>Rarity let’s go of your arm as she engages Applejack and Rainbow in small talk
>Before you move to the counter Fluttershy ghosts past everyone and over to you
>”Anon, have you seen Twilight?”
>You scrunch your face slightly
“Uh, no can’t say I have, sorry.”
>Fluttershy offers a small smile
>”Oh no, that’s alright; it’s just that she said she had something to ask you and wandered off.”
>Something to ask you?
>What could she want to talk about before the meeting?
>Nothing really comes to mind right away
>Odd
>You, Fluttershy, and Jordan all walk up to the island counter as you ponder
>Standing in front of the counter you can see what appears to be loose notes and schematics
>For what though, you have no idea
>If you had to compare them to something you’d say something like a backpack with a gun connected to it
>That and other metal bits connecting from the back to the arms and legs
>Hell, if you didn't know any better you'd say she was making...
 
>Your in-depth analysis of the schematics is interrupted by a coughing from behind you
>”*Ahem*, now that we are all here I’d like to officially start the introduction!”
>Oh damn this must be serious, Twilight didn’t even attempt to be “cool” or anything
>You turn to Twilight while leaning on the counter
>She’s standing with a professional neutral expression, but more importantly, the backpack gun thing
>Instead of her signature lab coat over literally anything she’s wearing, well you don’t really know
>It looks kinda like something you’d see in a cyberpunk campaign
>It’s a black jumpsuit with metal connecting from the backpack to the suit, but purple glowing nodes(?) at all her joints connected by thin glowing wires laced into the jumpsuit
>Actually, getting a closer look you can also safely say that the gun part looks like decked out a plasma gun from 40K as well
>Twilight holds the plasma gun in one hand pointing it towards the ceiling with a proud smile
>”I introduce to you my field prototype MC-TEK, the Magical Containment and Transportation Equipment Kit.”
>Everyone voices their curiosity
>”Hot damn Twi, what on earth is that?”
>”That thing looks like it could shoot sweet laser-blasts!”
>”O-oh my…”
>”It certainly has a future-chic feel to it.”
>”Wowzers Twily, it’s like you’re a one man rave!”
>Sunset just smiles while crossing her arms
>It certainly looks cool, but you can’t help but notice how big the thing is
>Like the gun is almost comically oversized for Twilight
>You’re actually a bit surprised she can heft it around with one hand
>Sunset seems to notice your scrutinizing gaze
>”What's wrong Anon?”
>You know that Twilight is supposed to be smart and all, but there's no way she made what you're thinking
“It looks cool and all, but how heavy is that thing Twilight? I almost can’t believe you can lift it.”
>It looks like you’d have a hard time lifting it as effortlessly and you’re like a good half a foot bigger than her
>Well that, and muscles
 
>Twilight’s pride-filled smile gets slightly bigger as she puts the plasma gun on her backpack
>”I’m glad you brought that up Anon.”
>She walks forward a bit and holds out her gloved hand
>She points to a purple glowing node thing on the back of her hand before stating much like a teacher
>”This is called an MGS node which stands for Magical Gathering System node.”
>She points to the purple glowing wires
>”You see, I learned at the Friendship Games that magical energy could be transferred and stored like electricity.”
>She pushes her glasses up
>”I also found out that the girls and I now give off trace amounts of Equestrian magic!”
>She turns around and points to her backpack
>Huh, kinda reminds you of a proton pack
>”So what the MGS system does is harness the residual magic we generate and condense it to become a usable source of power for the MC-TEK power pack.”
>You raise an eyebrow, she can’t be saying that thing is actually…
>Rainbow speaks up
>“That’s cool and all, but that still doesn’t answer how you manage to lift all that without breaking a sweat.”
>She points to the metal piston looking protrusions coming from the backpack
>”That in turn powers my HMS that's connected to my jumpsuit and MGS.”
>Twilight poses like she’s a flexing body builder
>”The HMS or Heavy Moving Suit allows the user to move up to 3 times their normal lifting weight!”
>Shit, that doesn’t sound like much, but you know if your bench went up 3 times their normal amount you’d be out lifting some of the world’s strongest benchers
>But more importantly than that
“YOU DEVELOPED AN EXOSUIT!?”
>Twilight’s face beams pride as she smiles like a little kid
>”Yes, and thanks to the MGS I was able to overcome the power supply problems of most modern models!”
 
>Bullshit!
>You almost refuse to believe it
>No you DO refuse to believe it
>Twilight sighs with a bit of a frown
>”Admittingly, because I had to rush to push this to a more usable state the HMS is still a little buggy with user input.”
>She taps what looks like a small pda on her wrist before her frown gets a little more frustrated
>”There are some models in development that read the electrical impulses the brain sends out to act almost like the user’s limb with how smooth they can control the exo-suit’s articulation.”
>She looks back up to the staring crowd
>”Unfortunately the HMS requires the user to actually do the movement you want before it’ll help you. So while the MC-TEK has effectively an unlimited battery and strong lifting capabilities when partnered with the HMS, it has a bit of a lag before strengthening.”
>It seems the others are just as mesmerized as you are by Twilight’s explanation
>”There’s also the lack of mobility the MC-TEK has causing the user to a light jog at most.”
>You really don’t know how to respond to this
>Well besides how the MC-TEK actually contains magic
>Twilight has made what looks like a fluid moving exo-suit that virtually runs forever, and can actually jog
>Nothing to be excited about or anything
>You grab Twilight by the shoulders
“You say that like you got a C on a test, are you an idiot!?”
>The girls voice their agreement behind you as well
>Rainbow scratches her head while scrunching her face up
>”So wait, Twilight made a strength suit that’s able to enhance the user’s strength 3 times by using the magical energy that we all now generate, can move pretty freely, and contain magic, but she thinks that’s not good enough?”
>Everybody turns to Rainbow after her rather, astute summarization
>You and Twilight make eye contact before looking back at Rainbow and saying at the same time
>”Yea pretty much.”
 
>Pinkie crosses her arms while shaking her head
>”Talk about shooting for the stars…”
>Rarity stops inspecting Twilight’s outfit and voices something you just thought
>”While I think everyone besides you Twilight can agree that this is a marvel of modern engineering, how does this exactly contain magic?”
>Twilight snaps her fingers
>”Ah yes, I got too caught up with Anon’s question and got off track.”
>She unracks the plasma gun off her backpack and holds it in front of her
>”This is what I think is the REAL achievement of the MC-TEK!”
>She detaches a hose from the end of it causing the glowing coil thingie inside the gun to stop glowing
>Going to the opposite end of the island table she places it in the middle
>”This is the basis for the entirety of the MC-TEK, I based all this on my pendent I used to detect magic.”
>Applejack scratches her chin and pipes up
>”Ah was actually wonderin about that Twi, what’s ta stop the MC-TEKs from exploding like the pendant did?”
>Twilight nods
>”That was an initial worry I had as well, so I started to experiment with how much magic standard batteries could hold.”
>She points the coil on the gun
>”You see this coil acts just like the pendant, sucking in any magic it’s aimed at, and transfers magic into the MC-TEK power pack.”
>She takes the backpack off and slams it on the counter
>”I’ll spare you the details, but suffice to say after a lot of trial and error I believe I’ve found the optimal battery that will be able to absorb more than any magic we encounter.”
>She pulls out a cylinder from the bottom of the power pack
>”This cylinder has 2.75 times the storage capacity of the original pendant I made!”
>Now you weren’t there for it, but wasn’t one full pendant able to turn her into a she-demon able to rip holes in reality?
>In other words
>THAT’S A LOTTA MAGIC!
 
>But something about this is still bugging you
>Fluttershy tugs on Twilight’s sleeve
>”Uh Twi, I have a tinsey tiny question…”
>Twilight raises an eyebrow
>”What is it Fluttershy?”
>Fluttershy locks her fingers together while looking at the MC-TEK power pack
>”Well um, I know you said you’d spare us the details, but how did you figure out that the power pack thing would hold more magic than the pendant?”
>Twilight smiles and looks to Sunset
>To which Sunset brightens up and starts to speak
>”Well I was able to help her with that; we were able to figure out how similar magic is to electricity by going to Equestria to run tests there!”
>Oh, so they went to Equestria to be able to fully utilize Sunset’s magic and Twilight’s technology?
>Twilight smiles once more
>”And that’s why the MC-TEKs are the best combination of Equestrian magic and Earth technology in existence!”
>Man that’s a lot to take in
>”And why Twilight is the smartest around!”
>Huh?
>Turning around to whoever said that you see, a dog?
>The dog blushes
>”Oh and you too Sunset!”
>Did that dog just…
>Twilight walks forward crouching down and picking up the purple talking pupper
>”Thanks spike.”
>Applejack steps forward from inspecting the gun laughing
>”Well, I don’t think there was any doubt there!”
>Is everyone just gonna ignore that?
>The rest start laughing as well
>Rainbow manages to work in between laughs
>”Yea, I don’t think there’s anyone around as smart as Twilight and Sunset.”
>No one else disturbed by the talking dog?
>Just you?
>Jordan even starts to chirp happily
>Yea, just you
>After a bit of chuckling Twilight notices you staring at Spike and looks from him to you
>She let’s out an oh before chuckling a bit more
>”Sorry about that Anon.”
>She walks to you and holds Spike up to you
>”Spike introduce yourself.”
>Spike, who was just staring at Jordan, snaps his attention to you
 
>Spike holds a paw out to you
>”Uh hi there, I’m Spike!”
>You can feel your face twitch
>Against your better judgment you shake his paw
“N-nice to meet ya…”
>After letting go of his paw Spike smiles
>”Likewise!”
>And then he licks your face
>Ok, maybe that’s the last straw
>Twilight lowers Spike and cradles him
>”Hey now Spike how many times do I have to tell you, always ask for permission before licking someone’s face!”
>Pinkie jabs Twilight with her elbow lightly while looking to you
>”Aw I’m sure Non-non doesn’t care…”
>Nope, can’t take this
“That’s not the problem here!”
>Now everyone, even the talking dog, are staring at you like you’re the weirdo!
“Is really no one bothered with the talking dog, no one? Like I know magic exists but to be that blasé about it?”
>Now everyone has that look of understanding before Twilight steps forward
>”Ah yes, when I turned into Midnight Sparkle a stray bolt of magic granted Spike the ability to talk.”
>Spike nods happily
>Ah, of course
>It was just magic bro
>You feel tired
>No, you feel hungry
>You take a seat at the table on the other end of the kitchen
“Who’s hungry, I’m hungry! Let’s eat!”
>Jordan sits on your lap as Rainbow takes a seat across from you
>”Yea I am too, what’re we going to have?”
>You pull the chair out next to you and point Jordan’s head to it
>Sunset takes the seat to your left
>”I guess we could order a pizza and continue discussing the plan for tonight as we eat?”
>Jordan seems to get the point after you pat the seat several times and sits in it
 
>Pinkie jumps into a seat at the end of the table
>”That sounds like a GREAT idea Sunny, where should we get it from?”
>Applejack sits next to Rainbow as Flutter shy sits across from Sunset
>”Ah got a hankerin for the Pizzeria if any of ya don’t mind.”
>Someone please tell you that’s not its name
>Sunset rolls her eyes and throws you a smiles
>”They’re better than their, oh so original name trust me.”
>What is with all the uncreative names or horse themed names around here?
>Twilight sits at an end of the table while placing Spike on the table
>”I could go for that too, what toppings do we want to get?”
>You start to tune out the conversation as your mind wanders once more
>It’s not that you don’t care or anything, but you’re starting to feel a little, burnt out
>Sunset tugs at your sleeve and whispers to you
>”Hey Anon, you’re looking a little worse for wear there; what happened?”
>Oh yea, forgot to tell everyone what happened
>You’re a bit surprised they didn’t bring it up earlier honestly
>Probably didn’t notice since you went off to have hot coco by yourself so quickly
>You lean over towards Sunset and whisper back
“A lot of stuff happened after the hospital is all, feeling a little tired.”
>Sunset nods looking you up and down before scrunching her face up
>”Now that I get a better look at you, what happened to your wounds and your clothes?”
>You sigh as you palm your cheeks and lean into your hands
“I should probably tell everyone while we wait for the za to arrive.”
>Rainbow must’ve heard you as she stops messing around with Applejacks hat and looks to you
>”Tell us what?”
>And suddenly all eyes are on you
>Fantastic
 
>You frown thinking back to a few minutes ago as you bite into another piece of za
>You don’t really know how to feel about this
>This is like, what, the third or so time you’ve had to catch everyone else up on something?
>At least everyone is nice enough to let you keep talking until the end
>You did choose to leave SOME details out, or just change em up a bit
>Like meeting D in Rarity’s workshop instead of her room wearing her panties like a mask
>Even so, they let comments slip out every so often like when you described your fight with Gilda
>Mostly just the expected remarks about how she was a ruffian from Rarity and the surprise from others for the fact that Gilda is a SIN
>Or the surprise again learning that Trixie was the one who saved you
>Twilight, curiously, has been taking notes and seemed to take particular interest in the times you met D
>Asking for what time your meeting with him on the bench was and such
>By the time you got to your apartment encounter you can see Pinkie’s hair going a little flat
>Lucky for you, that was when the za arrived
>You hadn’t paid attention to how much or what they ordered, but apparently it was enough to warrant Applejack, Rainbow, Fluttershy, Twilight, and Rarity to go get it
>That left you with just a slightly worried Pinkie, sleepy Jordan, and concerned Sunset
>Which gave you the opportune time to excuse yourself to the bathroom
>Which was an excuse to send Pinkie a text to meet you in said bathroom
>You don’t know why, but Pinkie seemed awfully nervous when she stepped in
>Her face was a bit red and she kept muttering something under her breath
>You may not be comfortable calling her a friend, but you were a bit worried
>Thinking she might have had a fever or something you checked her temperature by feeling her forehead
 
>To which Pinkie started to freak out just a tad
>Ok, maybe calling violently panting while trying to stammer something out just a tad of a freak out is an understatement
>She kept trying to say something like, “I’m ready” but she couldn’t say it without tripping over some part of it
>Thankfully she didn’t seem to be burning up or anything so you assumed she meant ready for what you called her to talk about
>So you asked her about the whole, well you almost smashing her face in like a pumpkin
>It was really awkward for what felt like hours as she opened her mouth to speak only to close it and scrunch her face up like she was thinking
>You couldn’t really tell what she was thinking, but after a little while she finally sighed with a smirk
>To quote her exactly she said, ”It’s ok Anon, I know that sometimes we aren’t ourselves. I know that you wouldn’t hurt me because you’re a good guy! Like the hero Platinum Mettle who totally isn’t Iro—“
>She quickly clamped a hand over her mouth mid-sentence like she was about to burp acid out or something
>Needless to say, what she said did stir several thoughts in your mind
>Mostly just stuff like
>How can she say that with such confidence?
>She’s known you all of three days!
>How can she trust a stranger?
>Had that guy not stopped you, you would’ve had no problem caving her sku-
>That was as far as your thoughts got before being interrupted by a certain cotton-candy haired girl squeezing you in a tight hug
>You didn’t really get a chance to react before she turned around holding her pointer finger in the air and donning a deerstalker hat
>She said in a Sherlock Holmes-esque manner, “Remember my dear Nonny, in order to properly get to the bottom of this pickle we need an accurate retelling of the time we have been separated!”
>She grasped the bathroom door handle and laughed, “So let’s go out there and give them hell old bean, tally-ho!”
 
>You just stood there flabbergasted as Pinkie ran off without you
>You managed to pull yourself together though and rush back out to the kitchen area
>However you had to stop to just take in all the food they got
>It was no wonder that five of them had to go and retrieve the food
>There was four or so large pizzas, two different types of pastas, several desserts, and a veritable mountain of breadsticks
>Not that you were complaining or anything
>You quickly took your seat and started to chow down a bit with everyone else
>Well, at least until you noticed everyone’s stares
>You continued where you left off with the Bj Brigade knocking your door down
>Then you went into what happened afterwards
>It still almost doesn’t feel REAL
>Hard to put into words, but you did your best to recount what happened
>Since Pinkie seemed to be fine you didn’t feel as bad that time going through your fight with Aria
>However, even though that didn’t make you feel bad, the mixture of responses to your story did
>It wasn’t so bad at first
>They all seemed to think you fighting with Aria over breaking your chair wasn’t justified, but understandable
>But you could see worry painted on a few of their faces as you told them more
>You could see Fluttershy wince as you described the first beat down Aria so kindly gave you
>A little smile on Rainbow’s lips when you told them about your little surprise fist to Aria’s face
>The immediate collective “ohhh” everyone seemed to mutter when you described, well getting your balls stomped
>The exchange of more worried looks as you tell them how you were acting
>Especially the part where you butterfly suplexed Aria
>You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think that was cool
>You still have no idea how you did that, considering you’ve only watched wrestling before and never practiced it
 
>Though that was something to wonder about later as you had something less than happy to describe next
>You had decided to tell the whole truth, so you told them that
>You told them the exact instant any and all semblance of control was thrown out the window
>You told them exactly what set you off
>While you’re sure they tried not to speak loud enough to hear, you could
>Rainbow had leaned towards Applejack
>”Why would his mom being there make him pissed?”
>Applejack elbowed Rainbow in the ribs right after and whisper yelled at her
>”He’ll tell us ifin he needs to, just shut yer yap and listen!”
>You were more so looking toward the center of the table while you continued, so you can forgive them for thinking you weren’t paying them any attention
>However if you thought that before they looked worried, then wew
>As you described what you did to Adagio all comments and whispers stopped
>The only sound in the room was you describing, in somewhat vivid detail, how you seared Adagio’s flesh, and the scratching of Twilight’s pen on her notebook
>Telling them about how you practically strangled her afterwards definitely wasn’t making telling the truth any easier
>At least after that it was just you and Aria trading blows until you got outside
>That was way easier to stomach talking about
>You’d gladly recount getting beaten and beating Aria
>But that wasn’t all that happened…
>You could see the apprehension apparent on everyone’s face as you described your walk towards Pinkie standing in your way
>Pinkie decided to help and take over from there
>Even though you were pretty much the villain of that fight Pinkie managed to make the ensuing clash sound pretty cool
>It was also pretty helpful to confirm that all you remember did indeed happen, even if you would rather some of it didn’t
 
>Even with the less than stellar subject matter of you almost killing multiple people, Pinkie managed to raise everyone’s spirits with her various sound effects and comical reenactments of your battle
>You weren’t the only one to chuckle despite not wanting too
>Pinkie sure is something…
>By the time she was done regaling everyone with the glorious battle you had with “Platinum Mettle” you had enough time to think about how to tell them about your dream
>By blaming magic of course!
>To keep some face you decided against telling everyone the little detail of your phone lock screen being Sunset in a bikini
>You did however tell them that you experienced(?) Gilda’s life, more or less
>Rainbow, at first incredulous, begin to get more and more wide-eyed as you went on
>Confirming details with sometimes a happy somewhat wistful smile, and other times with an almost tear-filled grimace
>You could see Rainbow’s then white knuckles as she clutched the table during your retelling of Gilda’s drunken sadness on the rooftop
>Maybe Rainbow didn’t know how much their friendship meant to Gilda?
>You then told them about the other vision you saw
>You kinda felt like you were speaking another language because the others were just as confused about it as you were
>Even Sunset didn’t seem to have any clue who that was
>She did say it was probably right before Equestria was formed judging by how he actually differentiated between pony races
>It seemed as though you were right in assuming that mud pony was a racial slur
>You didn’t leave out the weird dream freakout you had afterwards, or the ensuing one after you woke up
>You also tactfully decided against mentioning that Jordan was naked once more as well
 
>And that brings you to where you are now
>Just eating luke-warm pizza in silence as everyone processes your story in their own way
>To say they look conflicted would be an understatement
>You’ve got some like Sunset, Fluttershy, and Rarity who look more worried than anything
>Then you’ve got Applejack and Rainbow who keep stealing glances at you before looking off into the distance looking let-down
>Twilight just keeps going over her notes as she flips between the pages
>Finally you’ve got Pinkie, Spike, and Jordan who are just happily minding their own business
>Well, Jordan is still rubbing its head against you while Pinkie and Spike are packing away the dessert sticks
>But even so the tension in the air is palpable
>The click of Twilight’s pen breaks the standstill of noise in the room
>She adjusts her glasses as she flips pages in her notebook
>”Anon, you don’t mind if I ask you a few questions do you?”
>Well at least someone is talking now
>You shake your head as you great a cinnamon stick for yourself
>She clears her throat gaining everyone’s attention before continuing
>”I wish to address the elephant in the room before we get anywhere, I think it’s obvious to everyone here that Anon was under some magical influence at the apartments.”
>Well shit Twi, go straight for the kill huh?
>She looks down to her notebook
>”If Pinkie’s story is right, then it all stopped when Anon had his pin taken from him.”
>Her eyes raise and scan across the faces of everyone seated
>”So, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I think I can forgive Anon for almost…”
>Now even Pinkie looks like she’s taking this seriously
>Seriously being that she stopped eating and looks deeper in thought
>Spike's still chowing down though
 
>The first one to speak is, Rainbow?
>”I get you…”
>Everyone turns to her as she nods slowly with her eyes closed
>You aren’t the only one who seems confused as Applejack tilts her head
>“Uh, get what sugarcube?”
>Rainbow opens her eyes and stares into yours with an unseen intensity
>”We haven’t known Anon for that long, and that’s ok.”
>What’s she getting at?
>”Because in these past three days I think I’ve gotten a good grasp on the kind of guy Anon is, he’s one that sticks his neck out for others.”
>What?
>Since when have you done that?
>She holds her pointer finger out as if counting
>”I first noticed when he charged head first into Flash with a table; that was probably to buy us time to run because he only did it after he saw we were still there.”
>She saw you looking at them back there?
>She adds a finger forming a peace sign while pointing with other hand at Jordan
>”Then, If what Anon said is true, he goes and picks up an injured changeling after being kidnapped by Jordan’s queen.”
>Well, you couldn’t just leave the little guy there
>Rainbow chuckles before extending another finger tallying up three
>”As if that’s not enough he then thinks that the dick he sent to the hospital is in trouble and rushes in to save him.”
>Well…
>Ok, you can’t defend that one in retrospect
>She holds up her pinkie finger completing the set of four fingers
>”Anon even has the balls to rush out and save us from the pawns when he was barricaded nice and safe in that storage room.”
>It wouldn’t have been right to just sit back and chill while they ran screaming for their lives
>Wait
>Sunset tilts her head and asks what's on your mind
>”How do you know that Anon had barricaded himself in there?”
>Rainbow raises an eyebrow
>”You didn’t notice that everything that wasn’t nailed down was around the door just in range for barricading?”
 
>Shit, maybe you’ve underestimated Rainbow
>Twilight nods
>”I made note of that, though I’m surprised you noticed Rainbow Dash.”
>Rainbow shrugs
>”I’m captain of EVERY school athletic team for a reason you know; you have to be able to notice everything you can use to the team’s advantage. That includes how each teammate operates in the dynamics of overall teamwork.”
>You are not the only one who’s a little wide eyed right now
>You’ve underestimated Rainbow COMPLETELY
>Rainbow waves her hand in front of her face as she sees everyone is staring at her, barring Jordan and Spike
>”A-anyways, that’s not the point. There’s another reason we can tell that Anon sticks his neck out for others.”
>She holds out all four fingers and her thumb
>”Instead of letting Trixie, someone who could actually use magic, to fight Gilda he instead stepped in front of her directly between her and Gilda.”
>She grimaces slightly
>”And then he unleashed a killer sneak head-butt on Gilda to buy time for Trixie to, do whatever.”
>That probably wasn’t the smartest of choices…
>She places her hands on the table and looks to everyone
>”That’s only in the past three days too; I think that’s more than enough for me to trust that Anon wouldn’t want to hurt Pinkie. I forgive him.”
>She leans back in her chair as everyone seems to mull over her words, you included
>You hadn’t realized that you did all those things
>Well you did, but not from that angle
>You just sorta did what felt right without thinking too hard
>Well except for the time you saved them from the pawns, but you blame magic for that one
>You feel a smile tug at your lips
>Maybe it isn’t so stupid to think you can be a hero?
>Pinkie’s laugh breaks your train of thought
>”That’s good Dashie, since I had already forgiven him!”
>You hear Rarity’s refined giggle
>”Great minds think alike I suppose.”
 
>Seriously?
>Applejack takes her hat off and twirls it on her finger as she leans back with a playful smile
>”Ah guess ah’d be lyin if ah said ah hadn’t already forgiven him too.”
>Her too?
>Fluttershy’s smile can be seen even as she looks at the table
>”I still don’t think he would’ve done it, so I don’t think there’s anything to forgive, unlessyouwantmetoforgiveyouAnon…”
>They’re all just going to get over the fact you could’ve squashed Pinkie like a pancake?
>Like even if said Pinkie has forgiven you, you feel like that’s a bit too…
>Easy?
>You hear a sigh from Sunset to your left
>”I guess it’d be a little hypocritical of me if I didn’t forgive him.”
>Turning to her you’re greeted with a warm smile
>”We all make mistakes Anon.”
>She grimaces a little as she looks away
>”Just some of us aren’t corrupted by magic when they do.”
>They all just forgave you, just like that?
>Applejack laughs hardily
>”Aw don’t worry about it sugarcube, we’ve all gotten long over it by now!”
>A chorus of yeses and laughs resonates harmoniously from everyone
>Looking around the table at everyone’s happy faces makes you feel, really warm
>Guess you shouldn’t be surprised that they all forgave you
>These girls certainly aren’t like any of your past “friends”
>It’s kinda weird
>Feeling unconditional forgiveness, that is
>Not the fuzzy warm feeling that is currently emanating from your stomach
>These girls continue to pleasantly surprise you
>Didn’t you used to hate surprises?
 
>Seems like the mood is now much more jovial
>Everyone decided to go over the game plan for tonight in a little bit
>For now it seems everyone has split into little groups
>Twilight, Sunset, and Spike went downstairs to do some “last minute patching”
>Whatever that means
>Applejack and Rainbow went to the living room to get a round of Super Street Crusher Physical in
>Apparently a relic of Twilight’s foray as a game programmer
>Can’t really give her points for originality if the game is at all like it sounds
>Fluttershy and Pinkie are packing up the leftovers while chit-chatting
>And then there’s you, just sitting and munching away at some now cold za
>Rarity took Sunset’s seat and Jordan is leaning on you while sleeping
>Wait, did Rarity scoot the chair closer to you?
>You don’t remember Sunset being that close
>Oddly close Rarity aside, overall it’s kinda like you’re all just hanging out
>Feels good
>Though you can’t help but wonder about a few things while you chew silently
>Like what other things Twilight had to ask you
>Or, why Rarity is so quiet
>Doesn’t she usually talk all the time?
>You cast a glance at her out of the corner of your eye
>She’s just smiling while her eyes wander around slowly
>What’s up with her?
“What’s up Rarity?”
>Her eyebrows arch as she flutters her eyebrows
>”Why nothing at all my dear; I’m just thinking about the dance.”
>The dance?
“The one that the other group is going to?”
>Aren’t you supposed to think about that when you’re all together?
>Rarity gives a slightly off giggle
>Off in that it doesn’t sound like her normal ones
>”Mhmm hm hm, not that dance Anon…”
>She reaches into the breast pocket of her satin tan dress shirt pulling out a folded up piece of paper
 
>You raise an eyebrow as she reveals what it is
>The “Enchantment under the black moon” dance?
>You don’t know whether you want to beat whoever decided the name or be sad that Celestia and Luna allowed it in the first place
>Words need to be exchanged with them
>You can see Rarity is biting the corner of her lower lip
>”It’s the Halloween dance that CHS is hosting on the day before Halloween.”
“Oh, didn’t know about that.”
>She smiles radiantly while tilting her head slightly
>”Well, all of us are going to be in attendance.”
>Wait a sec
“Isn’t the day before Halloween a Sunday?”
>Rarity nods while scrunching her eyebrows
>”Hmm, I do recall it being so.”
“Just how many days do we get off at CHS?”
>Seriously, that’s two this month
>While you think it’s cool, that’s probably the reason you had to go to school in August
>Rarity looks over your shoulder as if thinking on your question
>”Hm it’s odd, I never noticed how many days off of school we get at CHS.”
>She shrugs before refocusing in on you with a sudden intensity
>You almost back up as her deep blue eyes gaze into yours
>”But there’s something in particular I’m wondering about the dance Anon…”
>Uh, ok?
“And what is that?”
>She tilts her head so she’s looking over her shoulder while resting it in the palm of her hand
>”Oh well, I was just wondering if you had som—“
>Before she can finish a sudden burst of pink invades your eyes
>”NANERMAN!”
>You, being the stone cold manly man you are, let out a very manly cry as you reel back in surprise
>Ok, maybe it was a less than manly girl scream
>You almost fling Jordan to the ground; however with your stunning reflexes you manage to both gnab its hoodie and keep yourself from flailing out of your seat
>Slumping the sleeping buggo against the table gently you turn back to, who you assume to be, Pinkie
 
>Pinkie grins sheepishly while Rarity straightens her outfit sending Pinkie a glare
>Oh, maybe she was the girly scream
>”Pinkie, darling, why ever did you start screaming in the middle of my conversation with Anon?”
>Pinkie scratches the back of her neck while her eyes dart all around
>”I, I uh just needed to tell him something!”
>Rarity raises an eyebrow
>”What’s so important you had to startle Anon and myself?”
>Pinkie is starting to sweat like she’s on trial
>Not suspicious at all there Pinks
>Before you can speak up you see another literal light-bulb materialize out of thin air above her head
>”Ah, well I just needed to tell Anon that Twilight needed him in the basement!”
>Oh
>You make eye contact with Rarity who is just smirking
“Well tell me what you were going to ask before I go.”
>Rarity just waves it off closing her eyes while shaking her head
>”Oh no no darling, if Twilight needs you now I wouldn’t want keep her waiting. I can ask you later in a more, private place.”
>Ok then
>You shrug and get up from your chair
>You look over your shoulder as you walk towards the stairs you saw Twilight and Sunset go down
“Keep an eye on Jordan for me, would you?”
>Pinkie gives you a thumbs up
>”Okie dokie lokie!”
>While rarity nods and says at the same time
>”Of course I can darling.”
>The two look at each other and share a chuckle
>Though as you turn around you can’t help notice that Pinkie seems really nervous and Rarity’s chuckle seems a bit forced
>But hey, you’re probably wrong
>After all, they’re closer friends than you’ve probably been with anyone
>You start your slow descent into the basement
 
>Rara has that smile on her face when she’s pretending to be all happy, but she’s actually really steam—
>”Pinkie, may I have a word with you?”
>Uh oh, you gotta get out of here!
>You flash Rara the pearly whites
“Uh I, uh sure thing Rares I just need to…”
>Your eyes dart around only seeing a sleeping Jordan and Flutterbutter seems to be struggling with holding the tower of dishes you threw her when you came to interrupt Rares
>Think, think, think…
>You’re not getting a brainblast from any of this!
>Oh wait!
>You turn around on a dime and hold a finger up
“Check on Dashie and Appie to see if they need anyth—“
>You’re cut off as Rara holds your hand tightly making let out a meek “eep”
>”I really must INSIST that you give me a moment of your time Pinkie.”
>Oh jeez
>Turning around you see Rara’s very nice smile that only makes you think of how elegant a lady she is
>Ok, maybe more of a moderately threatening smile of an animal protecting its territory
“O-okie dokie lokie…”
>Rares stares into your eyes like she’s trying to beat the world’s most intense staring contest
>”Now Pinkie dear, I would APPRECIATE it if you wouldn’t interrupt me when I’m talking with Anon.”
>She lets go of your now slightly red hand and straightens out her clothes
>”I do hope you understand; Anon has become rather, important to me these past few days.”
>Oh yea, Nonners sure is important to her
>If by important she means really big green eye candy you could just gobble u—
>No wait, you’re just thinking about gummy bears again
>Silly brain
“Yep I sure getcha Rara!”
>Oh boy do you
>Rara smiles with much less scary-gonna-eat-youness as a loud *CRASH* booms from behind you
>Turning around you see Flutters looking like a deer caught in headlights as a single plate rolls in a circle before crashing into the ground and shattering
>”Heh, oops…”
>You and Rares share a look before you both start to laugh
 
>Stepping down off the staircase you can feel the difference in atmosphere
>It smells like a mixture of solder, sterilizer, and
>Rather odd combination to say the least
>Standing at the end of the staircase you survey the place
>Lots of books and what looks like incomplete projects scattered about
>There’s also a big bulletin board that puts the conspiracy wall in A Beautiful Mind to shame
>Like god damn is there a bunch of different colored threads connecting to so many pictures
>Just trying to make sense of it without knowing its original purpose is giving you a headache
>Really, the only thing you do get is that it has something to do with the horse statue in the front of the school
>Wasn’t that a portal to horselandia or something?
>Your decrypting of the mangled mess of thread and pictures is interrupted when a hand pats your shoulder
>”Hey Anon, what are you doing down here?”
>You turn your head to Sunset
“Getting a headache.”
>Sunset gives you a half smirk before looking to Twilight’s inside job analysis bulletin board
>”Yea, regardless of the world Twilight seems to have a passion for categorizing information, though I think she gathered a bit too much on this one.”
>You turn away from the confusing mess and look towards the far wall where you can see several exosuits
“Anyways, Twilight wanted to see me?”
>Sunset’s face scrunches up before she shrugs
>”I don’t know; let’s go ask her.”
>You follow Sunset as she leads you through the island of misfit inventions carefully making sure you don’t bump one of the several stacks of books or boxes full of metal bits
 
>Sunset stops a bit away from the currently welding Twilight and cups her hand around her mouth shouting to get Twilight’s attention
>”Hey Twilight, Anon said you wanted him for something?”
>Twilight’s face-shielded head pops up from the inner workings of what looks like a half-made exosuit
>She flips some switches off next to her before flipping her head and the face shield back
>Rubbing her eyes she smiles at the two of you
>”Well I did want to, but how did you know?”
>Sunset looks to you which causes Twilight to as well
“Pinkie told me.”
>They both nod it off before saying in unison
>”That makes sense.”
>Taking her gloves off Twilight walks towards the both of you
>”Alright Anon-kun, time is of the essence; I believe I can get a second exosuit into operational condition if I get about another hour or so of work time.”
>Oh ok
>Wait a second one?
“I was under the impression that you had one for each of you.”
>Sunset scratches the back of her neck while Twilight sheepishly looks away
>”Well we did, but uh…”
>Sunset snatches a piece of paper off a desk next to the suits
>”There was a burst of magical activity not too long ago that caused something to go haywire in most of the suits.”
>Twilight nods while turning at an exo glove in her hands
>”It’s almost as if something concentrated magic specifically to sabotage them, but that’s a bit of a stretch.”
>Who would do that, or who COULD do that?
>She shakes her head
>”But that’s not what I wished to discuss with you Anon.”
>Twilight pulls out her notebook and flips through it
>”I believe that there might be a few things that we need to figure out from your story of today’s events.”
>Things you need to figure out?
>Noticing your confusion she pushes her glasses up
>”Mainly that I think you might have missed a message intended for you.”
 
-MEANWHILE-
>You chuckle as you watch Sombra sit in his office puffing out his magical vapor
>Upon hearing you he swivels in his chair leaving a vapor trail of sorts behind him
>”Something funny to you?”
>You smile walking towards him as your shadowy black ichor mixes with his dark vapor clouds
“No no, I’m just happy to see that your plans are running smoothly.”
>Sombra squints at you before letting out a snort of vapor
>”Yes well, it may be step one of my plan, but once I execute it this world is all but conquered.”
>He sneers slightly towards you
>"But why are YOU happy about that?"
>You nod while you take a seat on his desk
“You could say I benefit from your success; that is of course IF no one stands in your way to success.”
>Sombra raises an eyebrow as he takes another puff of his vape stick
>”Are you saying someone will?”
>You shrug while looking out his window
“And what if I said certain concerned parties were already planning to do so?”
>Sombra palms his vape pen while holding his fist in his lap
>”Well, I’d say they’re as good as DEAD.”
>You hear a crunch emanate from his flexed fist as it echoes in the silent room
>You smirk as best you can with your face
“Well what if I offered to help you with these meddling interlopers?”
>Sombra holds his palm open as vapor surrounds his broken vape pen piecing it back together with dark crystals
>”I would ask what you would get out of it obviously.”
>You stand from the desk and hold your arms out
“I like to think of it as a privilege to serve the future overlord of this world!”
>Clapping your hands in front of your face you tilt your head
“Of course, I wouldn’t turn down a reward if you’d be so gracious to give me one.”
>Sombra sits in the dark of the office with the lights of the city illuminating his desk
>You adjust a shirt cuff as Sombra’s gears turn in his head
>He seems to be studying your "smiling" face for its authenticity
 
>Sombra places his now crystal vape pen on his desk while pulling out a bottle from underneath
>”And what exactly would one such as yourself want as a reward?”
>There’s only one thing you want
>You step forward sweeping a hand over the globe sitting at the right hand corner of Sombra’s desk causing it to spin
>Your dark tendrils lift the spinning globe mid-air making it dance around
>You lean on the desk as you marionette the globe behind you in the soft glow of the city lights
“As a man who’ll have the entirety of the world under his control, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind giving control to a small region for m—“
>Sombra suddenly smirks as two crystalline glasses materializes on the desk
>”Ah yes, now I recognize what you are.”
>He opens up the bottle and pours the clear liquid out into the glasses
>”The only question is, why are YOU in THIS world? Or better yet, WHY should I trust YOU?”
>He slides a glass over to your end of the desk
>You swipe it up with a tendril
>The stench of strong gin wafts up to you
>You down the glass in one go before setting it back on the desk
“For the first one, I was able to sneak through during a new moon 20 years or so ago.”
>You spin the globe out in front of you before setting it down on the desk
"As for the second, I did not come empty handed..."
>You stroll to the window and point down to the alleyway below
>Sombra swivels around and stands with his drink in hand
>As he steps towards the window you give your men by the truck the thumbs up
>Working quickly they uncover the tarp covering the top of the re-purposed coal truck
>With the tarp now gone Sombra’s eyes widen considerably with the sight
>A coal truck filled to the brim with beautifully twinkling crystals, gems, and valuable metals
 
>Sombra hums seemingly pleased with your offering
>”I can see you’d be a valuable accomplice to my plan.”
>That’s what you were hoping
>You wave to the two down in the alley and they proceed to cover the coal truck once more
>Walking away from the window you lean against the wall
“20 years ago, I was close to securing a future for my kind…”
>You need to downplay your power
“But now, through sheer luck, I may be the last of them.”
>Turning away from the window Sombra faces you as he sips at his glass mulling over something in his mind for a few moments
>”Then who are the men down there?”
>You pull out two wallets from your breast pocket
“They are merely remnants of my comrades sustained by my magic. They are the last two comrades I have left from Equestria.”
>Sombra once again goes silent while he stares at your dark form
>You’d say the silence was suffocating if you needed to breathe
>Sombra slowly nods his head before finishing his glass
>”I see, I may be able to give you what you desire… If you do three things for me first.”
>Excellent
“Anything.”
>Sombra stands from his chair
>”Swear fealty to me, lend me your skills to take over this world, and finally, tell me your name.”
>Even if your face doesn’t quite allow for it you can safely say you’re smiling
>Everything is going according to plan
>You bend down on one knee with your head down
“Of course my lord.”
>You stand back up to Sombra with a smile wider than you imagined he could have
>You bow politely with an arm tucked behind your back
“Allow me to properly introduce myself…”
 
-MEANWHILEX2-
>You sweep your gaze over the cityscape as you take a breather on the rooftop of the local pizza place
>If you remember correctly it’s the pizzeria
>Never will understand what it is with Canterlot and all the store’s odd names
>You find yourself drifting back in time as memories arise from the nostalgic aroma of the freshly cooked pizza in the air
>Particularly the memory when you, Tia, Luna, and Igi stopped here at 3am after the mishap with the skeletons
>You feel a shiver run up your spine
>You were almost sure you all were boned when they started bursting out of their graves
>Heh, boned
>Your chuckle at your unintended pun is interrupted by your cellphone going off
https://youtu.be/E7oMBq1vkCM?t=8s
>You snatch your phone from its holster and answer
“I am the night.”
>You can hear a giggle from the other end
>”A good night to you as well Will.”
“Everything good on your end?”
>You hear the clicking of a keyboard in the background as Luna talks
>”Everything is going moderately ok; sister just asked for me to check in with you.”
>Moderately ok?
“Alright then, bring me up to date on how the changeling situation is going.”
>Bringing the phone away from your face as a series of aerial photos showing a blinking green dot moving from the graveyard appear
>”Well, after yours and sister’s encounter with the suspected Queen in Resting Place Cemetery the satellites tracked her going several miles east before disappearing.”
>Yea, that’s why the two of you chased after her
>Two colored arrows diverging flash on a map of Canterlot
>”Sister went further east as you sweeped through the north.”
“Did she find anything?”
>Photos of the Sun and Moon Shipping Yard pull up on your phone
>Woah, what the hell happened there?
 
>Place looks like a war-zone
“What’s with all the damages?”
>The only sound for a moment is the constant clicking of Luna’s deft hands dancing across the keyboard
>”We don’t know, but sister did find something inside.”
>More pictures pop up, only this time they’re much worse
>Corpses, lots of corpses
>There must be almost half a hive of changelings worth
>”It appears that the Queen was using the Shipping Yard as a base of operations.”
>Wait, something’s not right
“Are there no police reports about the incident causing all this destruction?”
>A map of Sun and Moon Shipping Yard blinks into the screen with the south end circled
>”The damage is far enough south that no one would see or hear anything from it.”
“Not even the workers?”
>Luna goes silent before a driver’s license pops up
>”Besides the uncounted changeling losses sister found one casualty, a dock worker. She determined the cause of death to be a snapped neck…”
>You clench your fist as you stare into the worker’s eyes
“So that means…”
>”The Queen has most likely had her drones infiltrate the ranks of dock workers, or has the dock workers under her control.”
>Terrific
>Nothing more fun than having to deal with changelings or any other shapeshifters that are entrenched in the operating area
“So with all this damage, why go back?”
>Pictures of ruined maps and documents flood the screen
>”Our best guess is that she went back to grab something she forgot; I believe that the Queen was forced out of her liar before she could bring her things.”
>It certainly seems that way with how wrecked the place is
“Well, did we find anything out from the documents she did leave?”
 
>”Unfortunately it seems like the Queen was able to cover her tracks rather well.”
>Don’t play coy
“But?”
>A few clicks and clacks later a moderately blackened piece of paper pulls up on the screen
>”While investigating the remnants of a secured room in warehouse 101 sister was able to find this letter poking out of an ash pile.”
>It looks like someone smudged ash on it, but not that it was burned
“This was poking out of an ash pile?”
>Trying to investigate it further proves futile as it seems to be in another familiar looking writing
“Is that the language from the portal?”
>The screen zooms in as each symbol is flashed by itself
>”It matches the previous script we’ve collected; when I put it through the translation software it came out as this.”
>The paper becomes pixelated as the symbols slowly become replaced with English lettering
>You’ll never cease to be amazed of what Luna and Igi could put together if you left them in the base for a weekend alone
>As you read the paper just behind the untranslated symbols you begin to piece together worries you’d rather not have once more
>This is a diary entry, and not just any one at that
>This is a page from the changeling Queen’s game plan
>This is not good at all
“Luna are you relaying this to Tia?”
>”I am unfortunately unable to.”
>What?
“Why not?”
>The line goes silent for a moment giving you an unnerving sense of dread
>”Sister has been out of contact with me for several hours now…”
>Tia has been out of contact for SEVERAL HOURS!?!
“AND YOU’RE TELLING ME THIS JUST NOW BECAUSE?!?”
 
>”You know how sister approaches field operations.”
>That may be, but now is different
“That was fine 15 years ago, but now we don’t have the youth, resources, or man power…”
>If everyone was here it’d be alright, but that’ll never happen again
>”Sister won’t go down easily, you know that will.”
>You snort angrily
“Did what happened to Igi not leave an impression on the two of you?”
>You all made the rules so that everyone would be safe, not go off the rails and end up…
>”Sister asked me to pass on a message for you.”
>Damnit Tia
“What?”
>You hear Luna cough before mimicking Tia
>”Tell Will that I’m going after the Queen, and that he needs to make sure her heist doesn’t go off without a hitch!”
>It was always odd how Luna was able to do an almost spot on Tia
“Fine fine, I’ll go stake out Fancy Pants and Co, but Luna.”
>You’ll let Tia take on the Queen, but as for the issue with Luna
>”What is it?”
>It can’t hurt to ask
“Are you sure about me giving the pin back to the kid?”
>Luna goes silent once more
>You know she basically told you how she felt about using the pin again, but you need more than two people
>You know she’ll be able to control it if she keeps her head on her shoulders
>”Will, you can’t honestly deny that Anon has the potential to surpass even his father.”
>Well, no you can’t, but Igi wouldn’t have just tossed him into the water head first like this!
“Even if he does, to just let him figure it out himself…”
>”Trust me Will, if Anon can gain the ability to control it himself his potential will become limitless.”
>You still don’t understand how she can be so sure
“Ok you win, I’ll stop by his apartment to drop it off, but if he’s not there I’ll find him tomorrow.”
>”That should be fine, if I recall correctly Sunset should be taking care of him tonight.”
>Sunset?
“Who's the poor girl you dumped him on?”
 
>A message intended for you?
“What do you mean Twilight?”
>Twilight takes a moment to clear off a spot setting her notebook down on the desk and waves the two of you over
>Looking down at the opened notebook reveals two things to you
>One, Twilight has some of the SMALLEST handwriting you have ever seen!
>It looks almost like matrix code with how scrunched together it is
>The second thing you notice makes you sigh heavier than a fitness trainer on Australian tv when you’re told by hamplanets that health is subjective
>All over the edges of the pages are little chibi doodles of you and all her friends
>Normally that’s fine and dandy
>BUT, she has them all saying stereotypical weeb shit like sugoi, kawaii, and banzai!
>It’s enough to make a man cry
>Twilight points to the right page which is labeled “Observations”
>”While you debriefed us on what happened to you I made sure to record anything of particular interest.”
>So all of it, because today has been single-handedly the most deviant from the norm as you’ve ever had
>”While I noticed many odd things I wish to focus in particular on your dream after your fight with Platinum Mettle.”
>Did you not notice something?
>She flips the page and points to a bullet point list
>”These are all the things you thought you saw at one point while reading electronic displays in said dream.”
>Thought you saw?
>Oh yea, the help instead of unlock and stuff
>Don’t know why that resonated in your head so much
>Actually now that you think about it; that happened several times didn’t it?
>Sunset points to a few sentences below it
>”Wait, do those all add up into…”
>Add up to what?
>Below the bullet list there are several sentences with different percentages next to them
>One of them is circled
 
>”With the list of all the things you think you saw I was able to piece together some sentences.”
>Twilight points to the circled one
>Anon I need your help-D
>Oh, oh no
>”Admittingly it was blatantly obvious what the message was; you’d just need to have all the pieces and it practically puts itself together.”
>No no nooo
>Sunset seems to be taking it just as well as you as she looks to you with shrunk pupils
>”A-anon, please tell me you know someone else named D…”
>You shake your head slowly
>Sunset breathes in slowly before exhaling
>”Things just got a whole lot worse.”
“Tell me about it.”
>Twilight nods before biting her thumb
>”According to your depiction, D is a very powerful magic user correct?”
>Oh most defian—
>Sunset shakes her head
>”He’s not just some powerful magic user Twilight…”
>What?
>Sunset leans back against the desk while hanging her head with a solemn expression
>”I wrote to Twilight in Equestria about the recent happenings around here.”
>You can just write to another dimension?
>”I had a hunch that D might be an entity from Equestria’s past so I asked her about that specifically.”
>D is from the past?
>She looks up to both you and Twilight
>”According to her D is Discord, the god of chaos.”
>Oh, ha
>Nice meme there Sunset
>You smile and nod your head
“Nice joke Sunset, mind telling us who he actually is now?”
>Sunset’s gaze shifts over your shoulder
>”I’ve been playing catch up on recent events with Twilight, but your description of him as an amalgamation of animal parts reminded me of the old legends. I brushed it off because the last I knew he was supposed to be a statue in Equestria.”
>No, don’t say things that make D actually a god
>You don’t want to believe he’s a god
>After all if he’s a god, why does he need your help?
 
>It can’t be anything good, especially if the gods of Equestria are anything like Greek gods
>Here’s hoping you don’t end up like Achilles
>Twilight scratches her chin
>”Do you have any way to contact Discord?”
>You shake your head
“No, remember I just met the guy this morning, and that was only because he invaded my mind.”
>Sunset shrugs
>”And Twilight said Fluttershy had reformed him.”
>Twilight’s face light’s up
>”Anon, did you just say he probed into your mind?”
>You wouldn’t say it like that, sounds too much like ayys
“Pretty much yea, he said something about leaving a back door open for himself.”
>Twilight has a very disconcerting grin as she starts rooting around the room
>You really don’t like this
>Sunset seems as caught off guard as you are as she cautiously approaches the now mumbling Twilight
>”Twilight, are you alright?”
>Twilight doesn’t respond as she dives into and searches the bowels of a large crate filled with different gadgets before yelling from within it
>”AHA, found you!”
>Bursting out of the pile she holds in front of her a really weird looking pasta strainer
>At least you think that’s what it is
>It looks like one of those old metal ones with a bunch of wires and straps attached to it
>Sunset examines the odd device a bit more closely
>”Uhh Twilight, what exactly is that?”
>Twilight hands the strainer to Sunset while she struggles to get out of the crate
>Like Twilight’s almost got it, but she’s struggling on getting her feet to touch the ground
>Being the extremely manly good guy you are you offer her a hand
>Which almost causes her to flail backwards in surprise
>Luckily you use your lightning reflexes to grab her arm before she falls back into the crate of junk
>Helping her down from it she smiles
>”Domo ne.”
 
>Just let her be weeb
>Don’t get rustled
>RUSTLED
>Twilight takes the wired strainer of doom from Sunset
>”This is something I never named, but I believe it will be able to help us with Anon’s communication problem!”
>You and Sunset both share a look of confusion while Twilight sets the mad scientist helmet on the desk
>”I’ll explain how it works further when we actually get around to using it.”
>Oh, that’s a surprise
“We’re not just gonna say fuck it and strap that thing on my head?”
>Twilight shakes her head with a saddened expression
>”Unfortunately no, I’ll need some time to calibrate and actually finish it with the knowledge I’ve gained of magic.”
>She pats the resting helmet
>”Besides, we have other things to worry about for now, right?”
>Color you surprised
>Figured Twilight to be one of those people who would jump at a chance to try some new science stuff
>Sunset nods happily before grabbing Twilight’s shoulders
>”That’s right! So you should get back to working on the exo suits while I escort Anon back upstairs.”
>Twilight smiles and nods
>”Alright, come back after; I might need some help with some of the adjustments.”
>Sunset gives her a thumbs up as the two of you navigate the mine-field of technology that is Twilight’s basement
>Stepping through it all a second time gives you somewhat an appreciation for Twilight’s madness
>While you thought everything was just lying around all willy-nilly going through the second time you can see that each of the piles, both gadgets and books, are actually sorted by name
>At least if their labels are to be trusted that is
 
>Sunset stops at the foot of the stairway blocking your way before turning around slowly
>Oh jeez, she’s got a worried expression on her face
>She’s probably going to ask you a question or something
>”Anon do you mind if I ask you something?”
>You can’t even stop your mouth in time
“You just did.”
>Sunset grabs her arm and looks away nervously before looking back up at you
>”Yea, I guess I did.”
>She seems to lighten up seeing your face
>”Look, Anon I know that these past few days have probably been crazier than you ever thought they could be, like the rug has been pulled out from under you. Look what I’m trying to say is…”
>She goes silent as her face scrunches up probably trying to think of the words to say
>You think you have an idea
“Thanks.”
>Sunset smirks seemingly unsure
>”I just want you to know I’ve been there.”
>Well ACTUALLY, she’s been in way worse
>Like sure, your life hasn’t been the greatest of great, but at least you still live in your home universe as your original species
>Don’t think you could take changing into a completely new being and walk out mentally unscathed
>Her unsure smirk turns into a small smile
>”I know how it feels to find out that you don’t know even a fraction of what you think you do.”
>Pfft, it’s a lot easier to accept that you don’t know about something when you experience it first hand
>Not that not knowing magic is real for all this time bugs you, because it does
>You give Sunset a smirk
“Don’t worry about me Sunset.”
>Flexing and posing you shout
“All these problems are just light weight for me!”
>Never have you lied so hard
>Sunset let’s out a light laugh
>”Alright Anon, just as long as you know I’m here to talk if you need it.”
>You begin your ascent up the basement stairs and holler back behind you
“Just be sure to inform us when Ms. Stark over there is done repairing the second exo suit!”
>Sunset’s voice bellows from below
>”I’ll be sure to!”
 
>”And THAT’S why I’m the captain of every sports team!”
>What does that even have to do with this?
>Unless CHS has an e-sports team?
>Applejack places a hand on your shoulder
>”Ah wouldn’t feel too bad, she’s really good at Super Street Crusher Physical.”
>You still can’t believe that name or this
>At least it was close this time
>Unlike the last 5 games
>Rainbow starts to dance as she listens to the not-fox victory theme
>Your rip off Dudley clone cries salty not-British tears as Star Box leans back screaming at the screen to come at him
>Rainbow stops dancing just for a moment to look at you
>”Wanna go again?”
>Before you can challenge her to a rematch with someone that looks like your main a voice calls out from the kitchen
>”Come on everyone, Sunny says Twilight’s ready!”
>Rainbow shrugs still sporting her smug grin
>”Guess we’ll have to continue this some other time Anon.”
>Rainbow walks off with pep in her step as you and Applejack slowly rise to your feet to follow behind
>Stepping into the kitchen you see Rainbow, Rarity, and Pinkie gathered around the table
>As you step up to the table you see a vast array of items spread around the still sleeping Jordan as Rarity holds up a what looks like a white Ghostbusters jumpsuit
>”While I’m still not thrilled about the aesthetic overall, it is alright I suppose.”
>Looking at the stuff on the table reveals it to be several black handle-sized bars, goggles, multiple types of uniforms, and what looks like riot armor
>You grab one of the black handles to inspect further
>Seems a bit heavy for its size, is this a baton or something?
>As you feel up the handle you accidentally press a small button near the end causing the baton to audibly click before the end juts out with a mechanical whirl
>Crackling electricity almost immediately begins to coat the extended metal protruding from the handle
>Neat, didn’t expect it to be electrified
 
>A voice from the basement interrupts your inspection of the shock baton
>”I’d be careful with that Anon, kore wa cho abunai desu.”
>Sometimes you regret existence
>Turing away from the table you see Twilight donned in her exo-suit carrying several boxes stacked atop one another
>Pinkie’s head pops out of the top box as she hangs over the edge
>”What’s with all the nifty party favors Twillytwally?”
>You’d think by now you would be ok with all the things Pinkie does
>”Well, my brother asked me to design some new variants for equipment he uses in his security firm.”
>You’re not
>Pinkie jumps out of the box and begins inspecting the uniforms
>As twilight sets the boxes down on the floor you set the stun baton back down
“Are those boxes filled with more security stuff?”
>Twilight smiles and shakes her head
>”Oh no no, this is just some heavy items I had to haul out of the basement; I thought I would get it out of the way while I waited for everyone to gather in the kitchen.”
>Oh, guess it makes sense if you’re already using the exo-suit
>You hear footsteps coming from upstairs before a loud voice yells from down the hall
>”You said all you needed was the small black box on your bed, right Twi?”
>Twilight yells back her confirmation before Fluttershy and Sunset walk in
>Sunset holds out a small palmed sized black metal box
>”So what exactly is this thing Twilight?”
>Twilight takes the box from Sunset and places it in her jumpsuit breast pocket
>”Merely an insurance policy I concocted after the friendship games; I had forgotten all about it until after this morning’s incident.”
>Insurance policy?
>Oh someone please tell you that isn’t a nuke or something
 
>Twilight claps her hands together as she steps in front of the table
>”Now that everyone is present, I’d like to continue on to the briefing for tonight’s activities.”
>Everyone’s just ok with the insurance policy huh?
>Also, you don’t know if you’d classify tonight’s plans as “activities”
>You compulsively raise a hand as you feel like you’re in class
>Twilight smiles and points to you
>”Nani, Anon-kun?”
>Can Twilight kill you on the inside any faster?
“I don’t know about everyone else, but you just saying that black box is an insurance policy bothers me, a LOT.”
>Twilight tilts her head before exclaiming with a little oh
>”Well if you wish to rest assured Anon-kun, it generates an electromagnetic magical suppressant field that has almost no ill effects on organic life.”
>Oh
>She smiles with pride
>”While it may disable electronic devices I believe its positives should be more than enough in the case of emergency; Any other questions for now?”
>So an EMP?
>Twilight made an EMP
>No one else sees a problem with this?
>The fact that Twilight has something akin to a thermonuclear device on her person doesn’t faze anyone?
>Wait what are you saying?
>You’re questioning the ability of how Twilight got ahold of the components to make an EMP when you didn’t question how she’s made probably the most advanced exo-suit on the planet
>That runs with seemingly no limit on energy unknown to modern science
>That said energy coming through a portal that only exists in your high school front entrance statue
>Then that portal leading to another world completely where sentient magical ponies live and run things
>Honestly, you really shouldn’t even bat an eyelash at this point should you?
 
>You shrug while shaking your head
>Twilight nods
>”Excellent, remember that anyone can ask questions at any time during my briefing, these are plans that could use everyone’s input and I’d like everyone to be as informed as possible.”
>Twilight grabs a clipboard off the table and palms the pen attached to it
>”Now to begin I will walk all of you through our equipment, Pinkie.”
>The cotton candy girl perks up a bit hearing her name
>”Correct me if I’m wrong, but the party tonight is indeed a costumed one, correct?”
>Pinkie nods enthusiastically
>”Indiddlydo it is!”
>Twilight nods while checking something off on her clipboard
>”Alright, in that case I had my brother assist me in procuring several uniforms designed to allow us to quickly identify each other.”
>She holds up a light blue one with the words “RAINBOW DASH” stitched on a name tag
>”They are designed with comfort, safety, and utility in mind.”
>She then hands a separate uniform to everyone, including you
>Looking at everyone else’s they all got uniforms that match their skin color and look like lightly armored variants of the Ghostbusters costumes
>Yours however, is straight up a black flight suit with “ANON” stitched on the little name tag in the front
>While you don’t think you’d look good in green you still feel a bit jipped you didn't get a colored uniform
>”Now besides just being able to identify each other the uniforms also serve the purpose of disguising any equipment we use as a costume,so if anyone asks we’re all masquerading as Ghostbusters.”
>Ha, you knew it!
>Twilight picks up the black tactical helmet and tosses it to you
>”Except for Anon who will be passing as a swat officer.”
>You’re ok with this
 
>Twilight walks over to the rest of the armor
>She then holds up the chest plate with big bold white lettering spelling “RIOT POLICE” on the front and back
>”Since Anon is prone to getting into fist fights, I figured it would be best if he wore some more substantial protection.”
>Placing the chest plate down she presents the other pieces including the greaves, gauntlets, shoulder, and knee pads like a show girl
>”It’s a special design that my brother incorporates into the more unstable regions where there is a much higher threat of getting into physical altercations.”
>Just how big is her brother’s security company?
>Pinkie raises her hand with gusto before yelling out
>”Wait, why don’t we all just wear that armor then!?”
>Twilight nods with the face of a pre-school teacher having to tell little Timmy why he can’t eat glue again
>”While my brother is more than willing to lend me some of his company’s items for free to allow me to improve them, I can’t ask for 8 full riot suits on such short notice. I had asked for the uniforms a few days ago, and I was working on improving some other designs as well.”
>Makes sense
>Continuing on Twilight grabs a pair of goggles
>They look like black ballistic goggles with a tinted lens and some small circular nubs on the edges of the frame
>”Now, a particular issue with the changelings has been brought to my attention by Sunset, so I will have her explain these.”
>She holds the goggles out towards Sunset who smiles while taking them and a place next to Twilight
>”I did a little reading on changelings to jog my memory while Twilight and I worked on the HMSs, and one glaring obstacle came up when thinking about having to fight them.”
>She points to the sleeping form of herself aka Jordan
>”How are we going to know if any of us are REALLY us when we’re out there?”
 
>Well obviously you, you uh
>Shit
>”Changelings can mimic any form, material, and even mannerisms of a target. The only reason you can tell the difference between me and Jordan is because Jordan is still a kid.”
>Well you figured that much
>Sunset pulls out a book with an orange and red sun depiction on the cover
>”Now in Equestria there’s a spell that can dissipate a changeling’s disguise, but we don’t have the means to freely cast spells like that.”
>Well that doesn’t help much
>Flipping around a bit she stops on a random page
>”However, when a friendly changeling by the name of Kevin decided to help researchers determine the limits of changelings a discovery was made; while changelings CAN mimic any physical form or object they CAN’T mimic any technologically advanced object’s purpose.”
>Interesting, but where is she going with this?
>It seems like the others are sharing your confusion
>Sunset hold the goggles up in her hand
>”So, knowing that Twilight and I made this, the NVGWLPATTs!”
>Oh fucking Christ what?
>Rarity blinks while physically being taken aback
>”W-why that’s quite the mouthful darling.”
>That’s what she said
>What is wrong with you?
>Sunset grins like a child getting caught trying to play a prank while Twilight stifles a giggle behind her hand
>”It is, but don’t worry it’s easy to break it down for you.”
>She puts them on and fiddles with the box on the back of the head strap
>The tinted lens glow with a slight green color
>”Because they’re just a pair of Night Vision Goggles With Laser Pointers Attached To Them!”
>Sunset gives everyone jazz hands while Twilight and Pinkie start laughing
>”Just a pair of night vision goggles, oh Sunny you crack me up!”
>Honestly the funniest thing about that is her squatting there with jazz hands and laserpointer goggles
>While Sunset, Twilight, and Pinkie seem to be havin a giggle the rest of you are just smiling
>”Eggheads, pffftt.”
>Seems even Rainbow can't resist having a kek herself
 
>Applejack and Fluttershy manage to keep it together, but their smiles betray how they feel
>Not that you’re one to talk
>It’s a bit funny how they can go from explaining your plans to fight magical monsters to Sunset just looking around with jazz hands as she flashes laser pointers at everyone
>The laughter wakes up Jordan who looks around to find out what’s going on
>The second it spots you standing a few feet away though little dude gets up from its chair and plops down beside your leg
>It then proceeds to cuddle your right calf
>You've honestly come to expect that at this point
>Is that a bad thing?
>The girls manage to get a hold of themselves after Twilight and Pinkie almost fall over from laughing
>Sunset pulls the goggles up to her forehead
>”But really, these goggles see in night vision and see the laser pointers as lines; so if you see one of us without the lasers then it’s a changeling!”
>Twilight holds up another pair
>”I already had several pairs of night vision goggles I was working on, so I hooked up laser pointers on the ends of the goggles with a switch to keep them on. They should have enough battery life to last until tomorrow night if we left them on.”
>Pinkie’s already donned a pair and is looking around making pew pew noises
>”Pschhhhh pew I’m Cyclops!”
>She sweeps her eye beam across the room causing the red to shine in your eyes
>Damn they’re a bit bright
>Sunset chimes in after wincing at Pinkie’s gaze
>”Of course we can also just keep them off and ask anyone we aren’t sure of to turn theirs on.”
 
>Pinkie looks over to Applejack after popping up into her face
>”Why would we do that, it’s like a non-stop rave with these on!”
>Applejack winces before flipping the switch on pinkie’s goggles
>”That’s all fine and good sugarcube, but ya might blind someone.”
>Pinkie let’s out a little aw while taking them off
>Twilight reaches over and grabs one of the extendable batons
>”Now onto the next piece of equipment I’ve procured for this mission.”
>Pressing the button the baton extends outwards once more covering itself in a sheen of blue crackling electricity
>”This is the ASC 50K V.Twi edition. It’s the prototype I’m working on for Shiny.”
>She releases the button causing the electricity to stop coursing through the baton
>”A long time ago when Shiny first introduced weapons to me he told me the best thing about them, their intimidation factor.”
>She presses and releases the button making the electricity crackle on and off
>”While it may not work with a mindless monster, if Jordan is any indicator, you may be able to intimidate a changeling with this.”
>While you doubt that they’ll cause anyone with magic powers like Gilda to back down you do have to admit it IS a pretty intimidating taser
>The thing is like 2 feet long looking like a dagger
>Then there’s the whole shocking bit too
>Really kinda hard to NOT see the blue electricity that thing generates
>Kinda reminds you of the comically large stun rods from RE 5
>”But in the likely situation that any of us will have to use it, the ASC 50K delivers 50 thousand volts of electricity on contact. More than enough to put down anything that moves.”
>She presses the baton back into position with her palm
>”I still have to figure out a way to make them compress with a button push without making the whole thing a bit bigger; so for now you have to be extra careful and slam them on the ground.”
 
>You almost ask her how she was able to press it back together with just her palm before realizing that she’s wearing the HMS
>”And now there’s one final item for you Anon.”
>Oh boy, you get 2 things just for you!
>You feel special
>Twilight snatches something up from behind the table
>She turns back to you revealing a riot shield!
>In all its rectangular and clear glory
>”Though I believe it’s a pretty self-explanatory item.”
>You take the shield from her holding it up with one hand
>You notice something instantly
“Now I’ve never held one of these before, but is it supposed to be so light?”
>It doesn’t seem like it should be
>Even though it’s clear you can clearly see how thick the thing is
>Twilight flips the page on her clipboard
>”I won’t bother with all the details on this, but suffice to say that what you’re holding is my first working prototype for a new riot shield that out performs most polycarbonate models in almost every feasible way.”
>Sounds complicated and important
>So there’s really only one question
“So why are you giving it to me?”
>Twilight smirks with a sparkle in her eye
>”Isn’t it obvious Anon-kun? I’m having you use it to give it a good stress test!”
>What?
>She does realize that you were pulling almost literal DBZ tier shit when you went berserk right?
>You literally threw Aria through a brick wall!
>Well that and the whole hellzone grenade rip off move you did
>You’re not sure, but you also think you might have ripped off that one thing Naruto and Sasuke did to Zabuza too
>God, you're even a weeb when you go on a bloodthirsty rampage
>Sunset shoots Twilight a quick glare and adds
>”She also added a little something to help against magical attacks.”
>INTEREST PIQUED
 
>Twilight coughs into her fist
>”I was getting to that, if you feel around the right handle you should find a small protrusion in it.”
>Feeling around you grasp what feels like a trigger
>”Originally I was going to have that release a tear gas from the front of the shield, but I have re-purposed it for magical combat.”
>Curiosity gets the better of you and you pull the trigger
>Causing a whole lot of nothing to happen
>Wait, you did hear a loud click
“So how have you re-purposed it exactly?”
>Twilight pushes her glasses up like she’s mimicking an anime character
>”It activates a miniature version of my pendent I used during the Friendship games.”
>So it sucks all the magic around it?
>But it didn’t do anything
>You also find yourself asking just how many of those incredibly dangerous things she made
>”I assume you clicked the trigger and saw nothing happen?”
>Twilight holds her hand out and you render the shield upon her
>She grips the shield before you hear the loud click once more
>The black bar in the middle slides away revealing what looks like the thing she used to scan you a few days ago
>A little purple star blinks in the middle
>”If any magic hits this it’ll be instantly absorbed and contained.”
>You hear the click once more as the black slides back over the circular device
>”While I’m almost 100% sure it’ll be able to absorb any amount of magic you encounter Anon, I would still be careful of whatever is left over after it sucks up all the magic.”
>You pop a raised eyebrow in her direction as she scratches her chin
>”Well for example, it could take out all the magical energy holding a fireball together causing it to instead of exploding with fire to only explode outwards with the force it had accumulated prior.”
“So a fireball without fire?”
>Twilight shrugs
>”It’s an educated guess on my part, but yes.”
 
>Twilight checks a few things off her clipboard before looking back at all of you
>”Now take a few moments to familiarize yourselves with the various pieces of equipment while I set-up the presentation for tonight’s plans.”
>Before you can talk with Twilight about a very pressing question on your mind you’re stopped by Fluttershy
>”Uh, Sunset do you mind if I ask you a question?”
>You turn to your friend who’s wearing a worried expression
>”Oh wait, that was a question wasn’t it? Do you mind if I ask another? Wait, thatotheronewasaquestiontoo…”
>You can’t help but smile at Fluttershy’s conundrum
“I don’t mind, what’s wrong Fluttershy?”
>You interrupt Fluttershy’s downward spiral of question asking much to her relief
>She holds up the ASC 50K with two fingers like a dirty sock
>”I was just wondering if I had to use the ASC 50K; it seems like it might be a bit too much against anyone.”
>Why didn’t she ask while Twilight was expl—
>Oh wait, she probably didn’t want to interrupt
“Well you don’t HAVE to use it. Remember what Twilight said? Its intimidation factor alone might be more than enough to scare off someone.”
>Fluttershy looks at the handle pinched between her pointer finger and thumb
>”Oh yea, that wouldn’t be TOO bad I guess.”
>You lightly place a reassuring hand on her shoulder
“Trust me Fluttershy, the others and I will make sure you won’t have to use it.”
>She smiles at your words of comfort and nods happily
>”Alright, I trust you Sunset.”
>Fluttershy walks off towards Rarity after hearing Rarity call out for her
>Alright back to business!
>You walk towards Twilight who’s in the middle of hooking up her laptop to a projector
>As you walk across the kitchen you hear Anon and Rainbow playing around with the batons
>Stopping for a moment to watch you see anon swing his baton out and yell “TRAITOR!” at Rainbow
>They then start having a slow-mo sword fight as Pinkie and Applejack pretend sing out dramatic music
>Weird, must be a reference you don’t get
 
>You step up to the preoccupied Twilight
“Hey Twilight, got a moment?”
>She jumps a bit before turning around
>”O-oh, yes what’s the matter Sunset?”
“When you said you would install an extra precaution against magic for Anon I didn’t think you’d mean adding a pendant to it.”
>Twilight scratches the back of her head as she smiles awkwardly
“Don’t you think that’s incredibly dangerous Twilight?”
>Twilight holds up her hands in defense
>”It’s not, I swear! I altered the original design so what happened to me is impossible.”
>Twilight goes silent for a moment before adding quietly
>”Probably…”
>You couldn’t look sterner if you tried
“What do you mean, probably?”
>Twilight starts to poke her pointer fingers together while looking away
>”Well through a series of redesigns the pendant should stop absorbing magic before it overfills, and if it doesn’t it should expel excess magic out to alleviate the magical load.”
>Oh no problems with that
>Well, except for…
“What do you mean, expel excess magic?!”
>You’re whisper screaming now
>”I wasn’t able to test it properly, but it should shoot out a concentrated beam of pure magic out until the magic battery is empty.”
“When were you going to tell Anon!?”
>She claps her hands together
>”Don’t worry, I’m going to go over the details with him as you instruct one of their team on how to use the second HMS.”
>Oh, you forgot about that
>Twilight was going to go over that during the actual planning discussion
“Alright Twilight, just be sure Anon knows EXACTLY what he’s dealing with.”
>She nods frantically
>”Don’t worry Sunset; I don’t want what happened to me to happen to him.”
>You all don’t
>If Twilight turned out as bad as she did, there’s no telling what Anon would become
>You look back to Anon who’s lying on the floor as Rainbow stands above him triumphantly
>The sight causes you to sigh and smile
>Hopefully tonight goes well…
 
>Rainbow offers you a hand and helps pick you off the floor
“Thanks, traitor.”
>Rainbow gives you a fist to the arm
>”Yea yea, no problem.”
>As you brush yourself off you hear someone clear their throat behind you
>”*ahem* I’m now ready to begin the plan briefing, if everyone will kindly take a seat at the table.”
>You set the shield against the wall and exchange it for Jordan’s sleeping form
>Changed back into buggo mode for some reason
>Shrugging you cradle the buggybye black changeling as you and the others take your seats at the table
>Seems like Twilight has rigged up a laptop to a projector pointed at the wall
>Sunset stands next to Twilight as she fiddles around on the laptop
>She pulls out a surprisingly thick stack of index cards from her jumpsuit
>You really hope that she just writes big
>Wait you saw her handwriting already, and it looked like braille it was so mashed together!
>A instinctual grumble escapes your lips as the realization comes to you
>It seems like some of the others may have reached the same conclusion as you if the groans of despair from all around you have anything to say
>As Sunset peers over Twilight’s shoulder she makes the face of ambivalent horror and respect, probably, if you’re reading her mouthing “what?” correctly
>As Twilight clears her throat once more Sunset places a hand on her shoulder causing her to jump a little
>”Twilight, I think you better give everyone the cliff-notes version of your presentation.”
>Twilight gasps with clear shock written on her face
>”But Sunset, I have a chronological history of the Fancy Pants and Co and the Sun and Moon Shipping Yard! Why on earth wouldn’t we go through the history of the places in which we might do battle?”
>Okay there’s several things wrong with what she just said
 
>Sunset’s face scrunches up in confusion
>”When did you have the time to get a full chronological history of both those places if we decided at lunch to stake them out?”
>That’s one of the things you want to know
>Twilight waves her question off with a smile
>”I had plenty of time to do some cursory research throughout the day.”
>She begins counting off on her hand
>”There was when made a stop at the Shop-an-Trot on the way from your house to mine, and especially when you were in your room snuggling that stuffed purple uni—“
>Sunset slaps a hand over Twilight’s mouth
>”How do you know about that!?”
>Snuggling a what now?
>Sunset stands there staring at Twilight for a moment before noticing she still had her hand on Twilight’s mouth
>Sunset backs off with a less than smooth smile
>Twilight readjusts her glasses that Sunset messed up before responding
>”You left your door open; so instead of sitting around doing nothing I thought I’d get to researching.”
>Applejack and Rainbow have the smuggest grins on their faces while holding back giggles
>Rarity is hiding her mouth with a tactically placed hand while Fluttershy seems to be genuinely curious
>Pinkie has pulled out a stuffed, alligator?
>”So you were cuddlin what on yer bed there sugarcube?”
>”Y-yea, I’d just LOVE to know what you were doing that made Twilight wait for you.”
>”Darling, you weren’t doing what I think you were doing, were you?”
>”I tend to like cuddling Angel instead of a stuffed animal, but I can see the appeal of both.”
>”Oh, I’ve got a stuffed animal, see! I’ve always wanted a pet alligator; so I got a stuffed one! I named him Gummy because he has no teeth!”
>What is this over Sunset cuddling a stuffed animal?
>That seems like a completely normal thing to do
>You don’t really see why sunset seems embarrassed by it
 
>Twilight places a comforting hand on the now visibly distraught Sunset
>”It’s perfectly normal to have a stuffed animal as a companion Sunset. Why, I even had one I would frequently cuddle before I adopted Spike.”
>Twilight smiles as her eyes drift to the ceiling
>”If I recall correctly she was a pony called Smarty Pants; we used to go around taking notes on the local fauna together. She was always a good study partner.”
>Sunset seems to really like staring a hole into the ground instead of looking at Twilight for some reason
>Perhaps you should chime in too?
“Hell even I had a stuffed animal Sunset, nothing to be embarrassed about at all.”
>It doesn’t look like your words have helped, at all
>Rarity leans forward clasping her hands together
>”Darling, I fail to see why you’re so embarrassed by this; I mean after all, it’s not like it was a certain purple unicorn we all know, was it?”
>Sunset purses her lips as she continues to look anywhere except anyone’s gaze
>You’re kinda lost here
>A laughing Applejack elbows Rainbow who’s trying her best to keep her sides from launching skywards to the heavens
>”Y-yeah, ah reckon it’d be just a touch embarrassing to find out someone was cuddlin a stuffed doll of a friend, wouldn it?”
>Rainbow gets ahold of herself through a strained effort
>”I don’t think I’d ever live down the shame!”
>Still not getting it, unless like
>Wait, isn’t Twilight in the other world a uni—
>Sunset interrupts your thoughts by finally cracking and throwing her hands in the air before clapping loudly
>”Ok so hey, instead of focusing on stuff that doesn’t matter why don’t we skip straight ahead to the plan portion of the briefing, ay Twi!”
 
>Twilight recoils slightly at Sunset’s loud outburst before scrunching her brow
>”But I found out some rather interesting facts about Fancy Pants an—“
>Sunset stops Twilight with an unnervingly wide smile
>”SKIPPING, THINGS, THAT, DON’T, MATTER.”
>Twilight lets out a small sigh before turning to her laptop as the others muffle their giggles
>A series of clicks and multiple power point slides later she finally settles on an aerial photo of the block Fancy Pants and Co lies
>Jeez that building didn’t look so big when you passed it
>It’s like a warehouse in its own right
>Still looking glum Twilight clears her throat
>”Alright, well starting with team BREACH I’ll go over the planned itinerary.”
>Twilight tosses a good chunk of the note cards she had over her shoulder leaving her with a very thin stack
>”Since we have an approximate time frame for the operations of Sombra and his forces your job is much more straight forward than otherwise.”
>She clicks her little clicker causing a red line outlining an alleyway at the top left of the photo
>”This is the alleyway between Chinese and The Cleaners Dry Cleaning; it will also be where you will gain access to your base of operations for the night.”
>Clicking once more creates a box on top of Chinese with a cone going outwards and engulfing the backside of Fancy Pants and Co
>”The rooftop of Chinese is easily reachable due to their faulty fire escape failing to keep the ladder up from falling to the ground, which is good for us due to the tactical oversight Chinese has over Fancy Pants and Co.”
>Clicking once more several neon green arrows approach the building from the front and back as thick black bars are drawn down the sides
 
>”Now from the floor plans I have found out that there are no side or underground entrances to Fancy Pants and Co, and from the information Anon has provided I doubt that Sombra’s forces will attempt to create their own.”
>With another click what looks like a profile on something shows up on the wall
>It looks like a dossier on changelings
>Who could've made that?
>It looks old
>”Considering that Sombra went through the trouble of getting changelings, it’s safe to assume he’ll have them infiltrate the guard through the security checkpoint in the back.”
>Pushing her glasses up she nods to herself
>”However, in the case that is not his actual plan, we’ll have one member watch the front as well.”
>Twilight turns to all of you with her lecture mode face on, so to speak
>”Now because of the weight and cumbersome nature of the HMS, the operator wearing it will be separating from the group and instead stake out the front entrance from the parking lot.”
>Twilight points her clicker towards the wall causing the Fancy Pants and Co map to reappear once more
>The parking lot section in the middle is highlighted red
>”There is a small enclosure of trees and shrubbery here that should offer ample cover for the HMS operator to camouflage themselves during surveillance.”
>The highlighted middle section gains its own cone that encompasses the front side of Fancy Pants and Co as the green arrows start to blink
>”With this we have total situational awareness of any access point to the Fancy Pants and Co building.”
>Twilight pulls out a stack of papers from seemingly nowhere
>”Now these are team BREACH’s general guidelines for the surveillance portion of tonight’s mission, be sure to follow them to the letter.”
>Oh boy, handouts
>What is this school?
>Oh wait, it IS Twilight
>You shouldn’t be very surprised that she’d make a handout
 
>Wile hearing Rainbow groan about it you glance over it as Twilight hands them out to everyone on “BREACH” team
>Seems pretty straight forward
>Check in with everyone in a 15 minute interval and update if you see anything unusual
>Keep hidden and don’t draw attention to yourself
>Standard stealth game-play stuff as well
>Seems easy for the most part
>However, you don’t understand the “enact FVEP if confirmation of Sombra’s presence is issued as according to keikaku”
>Wait, according to keikaku?
>God damnit Twil—
>Twilight switches the slide to another set of guidelines
>”Now once Sombra’s presence has been confirmed and relayed to both teams BREACH will enact FVEP, which is the Foiling of Villain’s Evil Plan.”
>She turns to you
>”Now I know that Applejack and Rainbow are both generally familiar with the term “breach and clear” because of their borderline addiction to simulated first-person shooters, but ar—“
>You hold a hand up to stop her
“I think I’ll manage.”
>She nods with a smile
>”Alright then, once the FVEP signal is a go both groups will rendezvous from the determined point of Sombra’s entrance to breach and clear the Fancy Pants and Co facility.”
>Flipping through her note cards she clicks her clicker
>”Alright, with team BREACH out of the way we’ll now go on to team GUARDIAN.”
>Now you could listen to GUARDIAN’s plans, or you could save your head the memory and not
>Think you’ll choose to not
>You look down to the snuggled up Jordan currently napping in your arm
>Oh shit, staring at the snoozing dude caused you to think of a question just now
>What are you going to do with Jordan?
>It’s not like you can bring him along or anything
>Maybe Twilight wouldn’t mind if you left him here?
>You’ll have to be sure to ask her
 
>A little bit of mind defragging via staring off into space thinking about nothing later and Twilight sums up the planning
>You snap out of your daze specifically when Twilight calls out to you
>”Anon, do you mind if we discuss a few things before everyone heads out?”
>You nod before standing up
>Shit, forgot about Jordan
>You carefully lay the bugger on top of the blanket from earlier and tuck it in
>Sleep tight Jordan
>Turning away from the sleeping bug you spot Twilight waving you over to the more isolated end of the room where the shield is
>You walk past Sunset who appears to be leading a conversation with the rest of team BREACH while Pinkie and Fluttershy play with gummy
>As you get closer to Twilight however you notice something
>That something being that she looks a bit, uneasy
>She rapidly taps away on her phone while her face is a worrying mixture of confusion and frustration
>You lean against the wall with your shoulder
“So what’s up?”
>Twilight stops focusing on her phone and looks back to you
>”Anon, I need to talk to you about several important things.”
>Oh, not like you didn’t get that vibe
>You must be showing your disdain on your face as she lightens up her demeanor a bit with a smile
>”Don’t worry Anon, it’ll all be daijoubu; there’s just some information I feel you should be made aware of.”
>You nod while internally hating that anime exists
>Twilight flicks on her phone a bit and turns it to you
>It looks like a map of Canterlot with a purple hue over several areas
>”Do you remember the graph of magical activity I revealed to you during lunch?”
>Of course you do, kinda hard to forget about it with what you had to do to get her to spill the beans
 
“Mhmm.”
>Twilight nods with a smile
>”This is a mapped representation of the data I’m currently gathering via several monitoring devices I have placed throughout the city.”
>What?
>She has several monitoring devices for magic throughout the city?
>You know it’s pretty small compared to all the other things she’s made or had, but you can’t help feel like somethings up
>Like how’d she get all the supplies for this stuff, or even if she is a genius how’d she make all these things so quickly?
>She continues her explanation as you decide to tuck those questions away for later
>”It took a bit for the data to accurately sort it all out, but I now have it all mapped out.”
>Pointing to the map legend she continues
>”The deeper the hue of purple the more prevalent magical energy has been focused in that area.”
>Well that’s all fine and dandy, but there must be something wrong with the map because almost ALL of it is at least some shade of purple
“Twilight, are you sure that this is correct?”
>Her smile fades somewhat and is replaced with a more neutral expression
>”I’m afraid so, the basis for whether magical energy is more concentrated is based on there being no magical energy.”
>So that means
>”This unfortunately means that almost nowhere in Canterlot has 0 magical energy.”
>Ah ok then
>That’s not a problem what-so-ever
>That doesn’t worry you one bit
>Words can’t describe how worried you are
>You pinch the bridge of your nose as you scrunch your face
“So why’d you tell me this?”
>Twilight points to several of the darker shaded areas
>”Well, after we stop Sombra’s plans tonight we can use this to keep track of potential places to investigate based on their magical activity.”
>Well that’s one positive you suppose
 
>Twilight pockets her phone before taking her glasses off and pulling out a bit of cloth
>”Anon, that wasn’t the only thing I needed to talk to you about though.”
>Figured as much
“What’s next?”
>She fidgets a bit while wiping her glasses with the bit of cloth
>”Well it’s about the improved shield stress test.”
>Well?
>She stares down the shield against the wall between you with an odd intensity
>”More specifically it’s about the extra precaution I installed for magical combat…”
>Twilight is drawing this one out quite a bit
>It’s painfully obvious she’s unsure about something, but what?
>Is it telling you about what it is, or something inherently about it?
>She puts her cleaned glasses back on and looks up to meet your eyes
>”I can’t say it with a 100% certainty, but I believe the precaution I installed has a chance to backfire.”
>Backfire?
>Chance to?
>These are things you don’t want to hear
>She continues looking like she’s trying to attempt damage control
>”The chance is minimal, but the last run through I did with how it would expel the magic should the precaution overfill did look promising!”
>Expel magic?
“I’m sorry; could ya clarify that for me?”
>She holds her hands up before letting them slouch to her sides with a defeated huff
>”The design of the precaution is essentially a miniature version of the pendant I made before the friendship games…”
>You know this
>Twilight looks away from you scratching her head awkwardly
>”Which means when it overflows with magic it will create a magical anomaly.”
>As in the thing that made her into a raging she-demon?
>Before you can think of all the other-worldly things that could happen to you she quickly speaks
>”But I changed some of the inner-working to direct the potential magical anomaly into a beam like state!”
 
>As in a laser?
>Did Twilight give you a laser shooting shield?
>”However there’s a design flaw that might have a chance to backfire, against you specifically.”
>Against you?
>She leans towards you a bit
>”Do you remember when I scanned your pin a few days ago?”
>Umm, oh yea at the little celebratory thank you party
>You give a confirmation nod
>”Well, after processing the numbers I found something incredibly, contradictory.”
>Contradictory?
>”We can deduce from Pinkie’s eyewitness account of your fight with Platinum Mettle that your pin is what allows you to use magic, correct?”
>Well you did stop being the magical hulk when he took it away from you
“Pretty much I guess.”
>Twilight nods and pulls her phone out once more
>”I’ve scanned items that have come into contact with magic before; typically they gain a magical residue of sorts for several days depending on the strength of exposure.”
>By items she probably means besides the entire city
>You’re still a bit hung up about that
>”However, your pin only after a few hours post magical usage had NO traces of magic what so ever.”
>Did you hear her correctly?
“What?”
>Twilight nods with a grim face
>”I can’t explain it, but in a city that acts as a sea of magic that pin is akin to a small island of no magic set adrift in it.”
>But, that doesn’t…
>You couldn’t use magic until you had it though
>You didn’t hear those familiar voices until you had it
>Those voices you can’t place, but sound so comforting
>You can't quite place where you've heard them from before
>Why do you get the feeling of almost knowing a word to say what you want to say but it being tantalizingly out of reach from your memory when you think of those voices?
 
>You’re stirred from your sudden introspection by Twilight
>”But that’s not the only strange thing I found out.”
>And then there’s more
>”I took the liberty to scan you as well.”
>She shows you her phone
>There seem to be little profiles of different students
>Each gives a little info and a purple gauge to the right
>”Each of the students at CHS have at the points I’ve scanned them had at the very least an 8% magic saturation rate; the 8% being 8% of how much the others and I output naturally.”
>Alright
>”Just being in the CHS vicinity, because of the frequency of magical incidents, causes EVERYONE to have some magical saturation, everyone except you.”
>That’s not slightly worrying
>Oh wait, it is
>”And that brings us back to the chance to backfire, against you specifically problem.”
>How so?
>”The alterations to the mini-pendant were easy to implement, but I had accounted for you to have some sort of magical residue on you. It wasn’t until after I had changed everything did the data get finished by my computers.”
>She pockets her phone
>”The way I gather data for magic takes a long time to crunch, typically my full city scans are updated once every day. Individual scans take around that time as well.”
>Just how complicated is the data for magic?
>Well, you are quantifying literal MAGIC, so you can’t say you’re too surprised
>Twilight stops for a moment as she bites her thumb
>”Basically, when the mini-pendant discharges the stored magic it’s supposed to go the path of least resistance, that being where there’s the least magic to get through.”
>She points to herself
>”Since I generate a magical field passively it would instead go outwards to the front, but for you…”
>She shrugs
>”I don’t know what it would do; it might explode in all directions, or in the worst case scenario go straight for you.”
 
>Oh
>That’s a good reason to NOT use it
>Twilight looks back at the shield once more
>”However, since you no longer have the pin on your person I don’t know if you have substantial magical residue on you to stop it from exploding towards you.”
>Wait
“So what you’re saying is that IF it overflows it’s pretty much a gamble of whether or not it explodes outwards or just straight up explodes like a grenade.”
>She tries to say something and stops herself before replying rather meekly
>”Basically.”
>Breathe in, breathe out
>Just gonna calmly not freak out
>Oh, who are you kidding?
>You can’t stop your whisper screaming
“YOU WERE GOING TO LET ME USE SOMETHING THAT MIGHT TURN ME INTO A RAGING DEMON LIKE YOU WITHOUT TELLING ME!?”
>Twilight recoils with a flinch at your whispered assault
>Ok, maybe a bit much, but she deserved that
>Twilight holds her arm with a downtrodden expression
>”It was always my plan to tell you privately about the risk, I just, just wanted…”
>Aw jeez, no
>You’re not going to feel bad abou—
>”Since you didn’t have a pin anymore, and we can all “pony up”; I just wanted to help keep my friend safe.”
>Aw fucking hell
>No, no, no
>Not gonna feel bad
>She’s starting to tear up
>Damnit, now you’re gonna tear up
>Ah fuck it
“I appreciate it Twilight.”
>She almost literally snaps out of her almost cry looking up to you with a face filled with hope
>”Y-you mean it?”
>God she looks like an orphan about to be adopted
>You can’t stand looking at it full on so you look away in hope it makes it easier
“Y-yea…”
>Since you weren’t actually looking at her you’re suddenly surprised by a hug outta no-where
>You heave a sigh at the display of affection from Twilight
>You’d be lying if you didn’t say you enjoyed it just a little bit
>These people are going to be the death of you