>Pinky Pie's Diary.
>Dear Diary, I've got the most exciting news! It's amazing! It's better than a hundred parties!
>No, better than a million parties, swimming with derpy's cupcakes!
>I'm so excited I could just squeel!
>Sad thing is I can't tell anyp0ny.
>Lucky for you Mr. Diary you're not a p0ny! Nope. no way.
>So I was in town doing my morning birthday roundup when I totaly felt like somep0ny was watching me
>Then I looked into the deepest-darkest shadows in the allyway next to Dr. Whooves clock shop, and saw two squinty-piggy little eyes watching me!
>And I thought awww, the poor little piggy wiggy must be lost. I know! lets take him to fluttershy for safekeeping.
>Skipping over to the piggy eyes I totaly-just-blinked-for-a-second and they where gone!
>Worst of all, they where running towards the Everfree forest!
>But it takes more than a spooky wood to stop pinky! I jaunt-ed after the piggy, and thought,
>Golly; this is the fastest piggy I've ever seen! It could rain-boom any second!
>Rainbow Dash my flying friend told me how bad it would be to do a rain-boom near the earth, so I jumped right on its puffing wheezing chest!
>Then, I let out a HUGE gasp, oh I was a silly pinky, It wasn't a piggy, it was a-a---a I didn't know what!
>It was bigger than a p0ny on two legs, and had freaky little tenticles on its front hooves. Ten wriggly in total.
>It was coverd in clothes like rarity's fancy-pants stuff and had only a tiny-teeny mane on its head.
>But the biggest shock was when it SPOKE!
 
P-p-please don't hurt me!
 
>So I said hurt you? now why would I do that silly-billy, I just wanted to say Hi! I'm Pinky Pie!
>And why are you watching me and all my friends? It's sort-a rude you know!
 
I-I'm sorry, I was just so hungry...
 
>Hungry? but there's loads of daisys to eat!
>Then it said it didn't eat hay, or daisys or bushes so I asked what he did eat and you never gess what he said Mr. Diary
 
Uhh, well I ah, um. Cake?
 
>The thing I found likes cake too! thats when I knew we could be friends, even if he looks strange.
>Although, kinda nice too. Hummm. Ni-range? St-ice? Which is better?
>Anyway I allways have cake on me for emergancy parties and as I just met the Ni-range thing we
>Had a cosy-little-welcome party in its tent in the forest.
>After it ate all the cake faster than me I said ooh let me bring my friends over to say hi but that made anon (odd name huh? what kind mere names their foal anon?)
>Look even more scared then he was allready, and he made me promise not to tell the others he existed.
>And Pinky keeps her promises! (so don't tell anyone Diary!)
>I'm going out to see anon tomorow, I've soooo many questions to ask him, like what's his favourite colour, cupcake, game........
 
>Pinky Pie's Diary.
>Celestia's hoof-clippings! I just cant stand it! I just wanna jump from roof to roof and tell everyp0ny about anon
>But a promise is FOREVER! Unless we think a way out of it, huh Mr. Diary? what? no! bad diary! Stop saying bad things!
>I shan't tell you anything anymore if you make naughty talk like that!
>Ok so, It turns out that anon has been living in the forest for over a week now! I know, alone for a week in the dark with nop0ny?!?
>Unthinkable.
>Anyway I asked if he was from Zecora's land and he said no, then was he from the griffon-nests mountains? No. The salty-wet place? NO.
>He said he comes from earth, and I thought he meant from under the dirt, like a slippy-slimy worm but then he said
 
No, no, Pinky I come from another planet called Earth.
 
>A WHOLE NEW WORLD MR. DIARY!
>anon said Its not very nice there, but I said, If its so dirty to be called earth it must be full of green things and earth p0nys,
>Like my friend Applejack! she's a good friend Mr. Diary. However anon said
 
Applejack? Oh, the orange one? I'm sorry Pinky, but there are no p0nys on earth, only humans.
 
>I think anon mumbled 'at least not like you' after that.  
>Thats what anon is! a hoo-man.  
>Then anon asked about the cutey marks he had seen on everp0ny, only he called them tatt-oos. so I said,
>Oh you know silly, they show off what your special talent is! I know, I'll show you mine if you show me yours!
>So I pulled down anons fancy-pants with a tug and saw he had no cutey mark! Which is sad, so I tried to make him smile.
>Awww its O.k. anon! My uncle Jelly Diver took YEARS to find his. Funny story actually, he was in a jam factory
>In Fillydelpha when he fell into a vat of/
 
Er, well sorry, but, actually Pinky, humans don't have these uh, 'cutey marks.'
 
>Then how do you know what your talent is? huh? I asked.
 
Well, I supose if your lucky enough to find it, you just know. Inside.
 
>So I asked what his talent was 'inside' and anon said he was a experimental phizzy-sist.
>Then he went on to say thats how he got here. Apparantly.
 
....So I took one eye of the counter for a split-second and all hell broke loose. There was a flash of Cherenkov radiation, then I woke up here.
 
>I don't know what he was saying but it sounds like magic. I'd ask twilight about Cher-en-coff magic but a promise is FOREVER!
>I like anon, but he seems so sad and cold in the woods, with a tichy tent and damp fire. So I invited him a snuggerly bed at my place.
 
Thanks for offering me a bed in the 'suger cube corner' Pinky, but I just cant risk being found.
 
>why not?
 
I, er , well. I might scare people; I mean p0nys. I'm an anomaly to them, a scary unknown; and when p0nys are scared they do silly things, you know?
 
>Not realy, but i nodded anyway. (he's scared of us! huh, who knew?)
>I still felt bad for anon, and wanted to help, but if I cant tell my friends about him, or take him into town how can I?
>Then after saying goodnight and as I was walking back though luna's moonlight I started thinking, didn't Zecora once tell us a story from her land about things like hoo-mans?
>I'm all-most certain she did! Yeah! Me, twi, and lyra where out for tea at her creepy cottage.
>Golly gosh, I'm in the forest right now! Maybe Zecora could help me help anon if she told me more about them!
>With a new mission I yelled 'dont you worry anon! Pinky will help you even if you dont need it!'
>No, Mr. diary its not braking a promise, Zecora wont know I MET a hooman will she?
 
Pinky Pie's Diary.
>Oooooh, This Is worse than drinking all the cider with no porta-potty to go in!
>It's too important now! I have to tell someone!
>O' Mr. Diary, We are all in big, big, trouble! Like, eating bananas on the moon trouble!
>Woo, calm down..calm down....down......down.
 
*Three hours and a suger crash-induced nap later*
 
>Where was I? Oh yeah, PANIC! why? oh, right.
>I got to Zecora's no problem, and we said hi, well I said hi, she said;
>A Pinky Pie down my path does skip, to what plesure do you owe this trip?
>She speaks funny, all her words rhyme all the time. Oh! look! so do I!
>Well, after some chit-chat I asked her if she would ever so kindly pretty please tell me the hoo-man story again.
>An odd request when the hour is late, but for you I will take the bait.
>It was very nice of her to act out the story again, with all smoke and lights and the creepy maskes who did the harmonising.
>You should have seen it Mr. Diary. Just for you heres a best-of!
 
>Long ago when the world was new, and the heavens lacked the alicorns two,
>Upon the earth there did walk, many things that wished to talk.
>Some of them are here today, p0ny, griffon, all to stay.
>Then theres those who it is writ, to the dust they did bit.
>The wangls, the sneezer, old discord, part of that forgotten hord.
>The worst they say has but one clue, it has two feet and eyes of blue.
>Thumbs are its seat of power, which grew daily by the hour.
>Banished by the good and just, who fought because they new they must.
>If not they would have spread unbound, diving us all underground.
>safe are we to have prevailed, and locked all man accross the vail.
 
>What can I say? she just described anon! Not in a good way! He has magic in his tenticals!
>I was so shocked I ran staight home, after saying goodnight and thank you to Zecora.
>Then Mr. Cake told me off for waking up the foals, and how late it was he was worrying.
>Oh what to do? I cant warn the others, I cant let anon starve, and I cant let him zap us with his thumbs!
>...........Thats sneeky Mr. Diary! I can't tell anyone.....BUT you can!
>What if someone, just, like, FOUND you and read all about anon?
>BWAHAHAHAHA! ITS PERFECT!
>Sorry, Mr. Cake, I'll be quiet now.
 
*Meanwhile, In the library*
 
>Twilight?
>Yes Spike?
>I'm worried about Pinky.
>Realy Spike, how so?
>Well, I saw her today walking towards the woods with loads of cake.
>Sounds like ordenary behavior to me, Spike.
>No, Its not that, only when I said Hi, she babbled about forever and ran away.
>Hmmm, well that is unlike her. Don't worry about it Spike, shes probaly planning somthing.
>I'll talk to her tomorrow.
>Thanks Twilight, goodnight.
>Goodnight Spike.
 
Pinky Pie's Diary.
>RIGHT, heres the sneeky plan for today, Lt. Mr. Diary,
>1. Drop off anon some food so he won't get angry or hungry and come to town thumbs blazing.
>2. Accidently drop you near Twilight, she loves books, and she will love you Mr. Diary, Don't be scared!
>3. When everyp0ny knows about anon, it won't be a scecret anymore.
>4. I will have saved the day, without breaking my promise.
>5. ??????
>6. Profit!
>We can talk later after our victory! Bye bye!
 
*One six step plan of action later*
 
>I don't belive It! IMAGINARY FRIEND?!?
>They think anon is a little fillys fantasy?!?
>I just don't know what went wrong, I gave anon the food; check. Dropped you while Twi asked if I was
>Feeling o.k; check. You let her read you; check. but then she said,
>Oh, I understand Pinky. Your playing a game with a imaginary friend in the woods.
>What? No, Twilight, anon the hoo-man is real!
>I'm shure he is to you Pinky, but its just not scientificly possible for such a animal to exist.
>But, but, Zecora said...
>An old folk tail from forever ago, for fun, not taken literaly.
>Just follow me! I'll show you!
>Look, maybe later Pinky o.k? I'm very busy. Why not ask Lyra to go? She's into all that stuff.
>Then she left without another word! Thats not the worst thing though, its that they think I'm as bad as Lyra?!?
>Wait. Thats It! Oh Twilight You are smart, no wonder Celestia chose you as her replacement!
>I'll take Lyra to anon, that'll solve everything okie-doki-loki!
 
*meanwhile, in a makeshift tent*
 
Oh well. At least it can't get any worse for you, anon old boy.