>Nightfall
>Ponyville is desert again
>You decide to leave your house and search for food.
>You don’t have much money, so you get some apples at the Sweet Apple acres.
>You really feel guilty about stealing, so you just get enough apples to survive.
>Even if you had any money, it’s not like you can just face other ponies.
>It’s very hard being a bat-pony in Ponyville, but you don’t regret leaving Hollow Shades.
>Even through you were surrounded by bat-ponies, you were still alone.
>You were always quiet and a bit shy, other ponies always bullied you because of that.
>However, some of them seemed to be cool.
>Aux should know how you feel, but at least he has Hekesuh as a friend.
>It would be nice to be their friends, but you were a bit introverted, so you gave up on the idea.
>But one day you decided your life had to change.
>You left hollow shades and decided to move to Ponyville for a fresh start.
 
>And what a start.
>The city was deserted.
>Everything was closed.
>But you could see them looking through the windows.
>They are afraid of you.
>After that “Warm reception” you decided it would be better to leave.
>You couldn't go back to hollow shades, you knew that.
>While wandering around you found a small abandoned wooden shack.
>It was old and falling apart...
>Inside there was just some shelves and rusted old tools.
>The wood was rotten and there was a lot of dust.
>But it would have to do for now.
>You got rid of the tools and cleaned what you could.
>It was not big or good looking, but with some work it became an acceptable place to live.
>Suddenly you think about your parents,your old house.
>But It’s not like they even care.
>I mean.. They didn't even bothered picking you a good name.
>Crimson Drop?
>Totally unoriginal.
>You hated Red.
>Well, you do hate yourself.
>Maybe that’s why you hate Red, to begin with.  
>But self-pity won’t take you anywhere.
>You never really cared about them either.
 
>The days were pretty boring.  
>Slept all day and, at night, you read some books and look for food.
>Thankfully you remembered to bring your book collection from Hollow Shades.
>You loved reading.
>That’s how you earned your cutiemark, a torn page.
>Hopefully you can visit Ponyville library someday.
>Well, if you don’t scare the whole town again.
 
>You also searched for old newspapers when you left your house at night.
>In one of those, you read about something unbelievable.
>A creature that came for another world.
>A “human”.
>His name was Anon, and he was living in Ponyville.
>Not sure if you believe in that you decide that someday you should search for him.
>He is new here, maybe he wouldn't mind the fact that you are a bat-pony.
>Maybe he’s more left-out than you?
>He was different, unlike anyone in Equestria.
>It would be nice to meet him.
>But it’s irrelevant for now.
>Anyway, your days were pretty boring.
>Usually you spend the whole day sleeping, that helps you to avoid people.
>But if you wanted to meet anon, you would have to change that.
 
>One particular day you went to the Sweet Apple Acres to grab something to eat.
>Someday you must find a way to repay it.
>You eat some apples, but decide it’s too early to go back home, so you just sit in a branch and grab another apple.
>You grab a book from your saddle and start reading.
>A lot certainly have happened in these past few weeks.
>There is just too much in your mind, and you barely slept yesterday.
>You keep drifting in your thoughts, and you barely notice how heavy your eyelids are.
>You fall asleep.
 
> You are Anon
 
>Your life has been a mess, and you are still adapting to Equestria.
>At least you already have a job in the sweet apple acres.
>It’s a pretty simple job, actually. You just help picking apples.
>You aren't strong as Applejack or Big mac, so you have to pick them one by one.
>You wonder why they gave you this job, anyway.
>Pity? Or maybe just to help you?
>You don’t know.
>But you always try to make yourself useful.
>To get some apples that are pretty high, you pull a branch.
>Suddenly, something heavy falls to your head, and you fall as you lose balance.
>On top of you is a pony with light gray coat, reddish brown mane and dark brown eyes.
>And fangs.
>And leathery wings.
>Holy batman.
>You scream out of shock and he flew away.
>What the fuck just happened?
 
>You are Crimson
 
>You just fell on top of Anon and scared the shit out of him.
>And you are flying back to you house as fast as you can.
>His yelling really scared you too, but it was your fault.
>You must apologize someday.
>You decided to sneak to Ponyville around dusk to search for him.
>“Stalking” him would be more accurate..  
>You know that you really shouldn't do that, but you still didn't have the courage to be seen in Ponyville.
>At least for now.
>You had noticed that Anon has left his house at night to drink.  
>Maybe that would be a good opportunity to meet him.  
>Not to mention that it’s been a long time since you had anything to drink.
>And the cider from here was pretty famous.  
>You made sure that he doesn't see you, but as sneaky as you were, you was spotted by some ponies.
>You flew away quickly, so there was no commotion.  
>And just a few ponies seen you, could been worse.
>Turns out that was not a bad thing.
>They even made a newspaper article about bat-ponies because of the rumor.
>It was interesting, explained a lot about your kind, about the fact not all of us drink blood and usually aren't dangerous.
>Maybe they won’t be afraid anymore?
>Who knows?
>Can’t know if you don’t try.
 
>You enter Ponyville.
>You pass anon house on the way, and it’s all dark.
>He should be in the bar.
>There are many ponies in the city, many looking at you.
>Curious, and scared.
>Paying no attention to them you enter the bar.
>Surprisingly, no screaming, running or houses suddenly burning without any logical explanation.
>They don’t really seem comfortable with your presence, but at least they don't make a fuss about it.
>It was just as you expected.
>It was a big place, with many round tables with a couple of lamps providing a dim light, and a big counter.
>There were ponies singing, drunken brawls..
>Anon is here, looking at you.
>No, you can’t go talk to him now. It’s better to get some liquid courage.
>You grab a seat near the counter, and ask for some cider.
>The clerk gets you a cider, and the two of you talk a bit.
>That eases the mood a little.
>And the cider is delicious!
>You are glad you kept some spare bits from when you left Hollow Shades.
>Anon just got up.
>You had waited all this time to meet him, and now he was already leaving the bar.
>It was a surprise to realize he wasn't walking to the door, but to you.
>”Mind if I sit here?”
“Not at all. “
 
>Somehow, you manage to keep the spaghetti level to a minimum.
“So, you are Anon. I've read about you in the newspaper. Liking Equestria so far?”
>”Still adapting. Things are very different around here. Being the only human here doesn't help either.”
>He laughs, but you can see sadness in his eyes.
>”And you are?”
>You forgot to introduce yourself.
>Idiot.
“My Name is Crimson Drop. I've moved to Ponyville some time ago.  But I am a bat-pony, and people around here were a bit scared at first, so I don’t get out much.”
>”Yeah, I've never seen you around here. Except that day at the sweet apple acres...”
>You blush and ask for another cider.
>You explained to him what happened that day and decided to apologize.
>But he wasn't mad at you or anything.  
>The two of you spent a lot of time drinking and chatting.
>Anon is pretty cool.
>But something bothered you.
>Many ponies were talking to him, they seem to look like..
>Friends?
>They kept on asking about a lot of things.
>Well, some even talked to you.
>Maybe seeing you chatting with anon made them think that you are not dangerous.
>But that was really unfair.  
>For being different, you were treated as a monster.
>Him?
>Almost a celebrity.
>He has all those friends.
>Why would he need you anyway?
>Maybe it’s because you were always a bit emotive, or you are just way too drunk, but you are really sad and you think you should leave.
>You put the cash at the counter and leave.
 
>You are Anon
 
>And this is pissing you off.
>Every time you bump into someone who doesn't know you, they come with an avalanche of questions.
>About humans, earth, always the same stuff.
>Don’t even get me started on Lyra obsession with hands...
>You hated being the center of attention.
>They’re all annoying.
>Except Berry Punch, she’s cool.
>She is always around here, and the two of you always chat a lot.
>And you just met Crimson Drop, he’s just adorable.
>You look at Crimson, he seems very sad.
>He leaves some cash at the counter and walk out of the bar without saying a word.
>Why did he left like that?
>Did you say something wrong?
>You remember about everything he said about his life, about those last days..
>He shouldn't be alone.
>And he was very drunk, you really should check if he is okay.
>You weren't sober either, but you were used to it.  
>You pay for the drinks and leave to search for him.
 
>You walk a bit and find him, sitting below a tree, sobbing.
>You sit by his side, and as he notices you, he uses his mane to cover his eyes, full of tears.
”Is everything okay?”
>Obviously it was not.
>He was drunk, crying in the streets in the middle of the night.
>And you were shocked as he opened up to you.
>”You are popular, Anon. You have a lot of friends. I have nopony, and really hoped that we could be friends. ”
>”But I understand if you don’t want that.”
>He was completely drunk, you could see that.
 
>So, he thought you actually enjoy all that attention?
>They were no friends, they couldn't care less about you.  
>Berry Punch, Applejack and Big Mac were the closest thing you have to friends around here, since you see them on a daily basis.
>Hell, not even on earth you have many friends.
>You put your hands on his face and make him look at you, and you explain everything.
>Pushing him closer you hug him, and wait for him to stop crying.
>You don’t know why, but you cared deeply about him.
>Maybe it’s because you know how he feels.  
>A couple of minutes later, he stops crying, and you noticed he fell asleep.
>You have no words to describe how cute that is.
>You realize you don’t know exactly where he leave.
>After some thought, you decided to bring him to your home.
 
>It was hard, but you managed to reach your house without faceplanting.
>You look around. It wasn't a big house, but it was comfy.
>You lay him on your bed on your bad and cover him in blankets.
>You make your way to the sofa.
>There isn't TV’s on equestria, and nobody came to visit your house, but you decided to buy a sofa anyway.
>It was useful when you get drunk and can’t reach the bedroom.
>It’s not like you have much to do with your money, anyway.
>You throw yourself on the sofa and close your eyes.
>And you have that familiar sensation, everything is spinning.  
>You smile while thinking about all that happened, and slowly fall asleep.