“No, it’s not happening!”
>You shake your head furiously.
>You’re currently standing in Twilight Sparkle's library, trying to desperately refuse something you said you’d do.
>And at the same time trying to find the mare’s reasoning for even considering you in the first place.
> “Come on Anon, please! It’s only for two weeks!”
>You look to the pleading unicorn, then to the object of your distaste.
“No.”
>You are Anonymous.
>And for the past ten months you’ve been trapped in this world of magic, mythological beasts and talking ponies.
>You’ve since integrated into the equine society as well as a bipedal alien can.
>That is to say, not very well.
>Despite the mostly friendly nature of the ponies they are still extremely wary of your presence.
>While most of the ponies in the town have grown to accept enough to let you walk around unobstructed there are those who have labelled you a menace to society.
>Sure their methods to remove you are lacking at best it’s still unnerving to know there are those that want nothing more than to see you banished to the Everfree.
>But with the bad there is good, and even though you are a sapient meat eating predator you’ve managed to make some friends.
>Two to be exact.
>Pinkie Pie being one.
>The other, Twilight Sparkle.
 
>It was the studious mare who came to you with a proposition.
>Or a plea, depending on the way you looked at it.
>You take one of Twilights friends into your home for two weeks, give them a bed and a roof over their head.
>In return you gain the towns trust.
>Something invaluable that would help secure a job here.
>And you need a job badly; living off the crown only gets you so far.
>It was even better when she told you that there would get a few bits on the side for yourself.
>You thought it was a pretty good deal and accepted almost immediately.
>After all, you did have that spare bedroom that was going unused.
>And having spent the past ten month acclimatizing yourself to talking equines there wasn’t much of a deal in the way of a species barrier.
>It’s not like they would be sleeping with you.
>Though standing here now makes your realise your mistake.
>At the time Rainbow Dash just sounded like any other pony, even if it was familiar
>And right now, finding yourself glaring at the pony makes your remember why that name was so why.
>Putting a face to the name makes you realise that there is no way you are going through with this.
>The mare that helped spread rumours about your dietary needs.
>The same one who threatened you when you first met.
>And Twilight wants her to stay at your house?
 
> “Twilight, there’s no way I’m staying with him!” Dash exclaims from the other side of the library, stomping her hoof on the floor.
>You scoff loudly in response, subconsciously balling your fists.
“Yeah, like I would want you to stay with me!”
>Twilight does her best to hide herself in plain sight, shrinking down to the ground with her ears pressed against her skull.
>You don’t notice though, you’re much too busy trying to kill the multi-coloured pegasus with a hateful look.
>Since your arrival here she has communicated little with you.
>But on the few occasions that she has it has always been distastefully, either threatening or just abusive.
>Your gaze only agitates the hot-headed pegasus. “What are you looking at?” she demands, her wings flaring out with anger.
> “Rainbow!” Twilight exclaims, finally getting her voice back.
>Sadly the call distracts neither you, nor Rainbow Dash.
“You, is it annoying?”
>You ask, taking a step towards the pony.
>It isn’t like you’re going to lash out; it’s not how you were raised.
>But you can at least seem a little threatening.
> “Anonymous!” Twilight calls, grabbing your attention for a brief moment.
>Rainbow snorts loudly, regaining your focus, “Maybe it does!”
>You grin stupidly at her.
“Good.”
>Rainbow looks ready to charge you, and for a brief moment you think you might have pushed her a little too far.
>Thankfully Twilight seems to sense the same thing and places herself between the two of you, making Rainbow pause.
> “Rainbow Dash! Anonymous! Stop now!” Twilight shouts, looking at both of you with wide eyes.
>You stare at her for a moment, trying to regain your composure.
 
>Relaxing slightly you unfurl your clenched fists.
>You continue to scowl at the sky blue pegasus, something she does herself.
>Dash takes a moment longer, before relaxing herself.
>She gives you a final, angry snort and turns with a flick of her tail.
> “I’ll be back later Twi, once this… thing is gone!” she exclaims, flapping her wings and blowing loose papers around the room, before darting out the closest open window.
>At least she tries to.
>You can barely suppress a grin as Twilight envelopes her tail, dragging a struggling Rainbow Dash back to the ground with her magic.
> “What’s the big idea Twi, I’m not going to stay at that stupid ape’s house!”
“And I’m not going to let her stay!”
>You add, throwing a quick, slightly threatening look at Twilight.
>A look that tells her to stop trying.
>The purple unicorn huffs loudly.
> “Why won’t you two get along?”
>Twilight looks from you to Rainbow and back again, waiting patiently for an answer.
>As silence falls upon the room you look over at the pegasus, momentarily catching her doing the same.
>You decide to enlighten Twilight before the awkward silence goes on any longer.
“She won’t stop spreading rumours.”
>Twilight focuses her gaze on the pegasus, “Is that true Rainbow?”
> “They’re not rumours if it’s true!” Rainbow exclaims, pointing an accusing hoof at you,
“I’ve told you that they’re lies already!”
> “What lies?” Twilight asks, thoroughly confused.
“She thinks I eat foals.”
>You tell the unicorn bluntly.
> “Like I said, it’s true!” Rainbow snarls.
>Both you and Twilight groan simultaneously.
> “Like I’m going to believe you anyway!”
>Twilight stands up and faces the mare, and your months learning Equestrian culture from her have taught you to see the signs all too easily.
>She’s about to give a lecture.
 
> “Rainbow, you need to trust your friends.”
>The blue quadruped is taken aback, but recovers quickly, “He is not my friend!” She growls, flashing a quick glare at your bipedal form.
> “But I am, and I trust him, so you should trust me.”
>Twilights words give you a warm fuzzy feeling in your chest.
>It’s a good feel.
>And for the first time since you’ve seen her, Rainbow Dash is at a loss for words.
>Her mouth opens and closes as she looks for a comeback, any sort of comeback.
> “You do trust me right?” Twilight asks, looking at Rainbow curiously.
> “Yeah… but!”
> “But what?”
> “Ugh, whatever…” Rainbow mumbles, looking away with annoyance.
>Twilight beams widely, “Now that Anon isn’t eating anyp0ny, and Rainbow isn’t telling lies you can be friends!”
>You stare flatly at her, no one but Twilight would even attempt to pull something like this.
>Twilight looks right back at you, jerking her head towards Rainbow and smiling all the while.
>It’s little creepy.
“Twilight, I'm what do you want? You can't just make friends."
>Your response causes the unicorns smile to fade a little.
> “Yeah, this isn’t because you haven’t done a friendship report in a while is it?” Rainbow adds.
>Twilight looks away, “N-no…” she pauses briefly, before deflating even further, “well not entirely…”
>Dash huffs loudly with annoyance, once more flaring her wings as she prepares to take flight.
> “Rainbow wait!”
>The feathered mare pauses, still ready to fly at a moment’s notice.
 
>To be honest you are just about ready to leave yourself.
>Twilight might be a good friend, and you might owe her your time.
>But her nosing in on your other, less than stellar relationships is pushing the envelope.
>Twilight’s voice is barely a whisper, yet is heard clear as day in the silent room, “You could at least try.”
>With a sigh the brash, braggart of a pegasus turns around.
>While you can’t directly see Twilights face you know the look she is giving the pony.
>It’s the same look that made you go to your first Pinkie Pie party.
>Whether that was a good or bad thing is yet to be decided.
>Apparently the look also has the same effect on Rainbow as it does to you, as the blue mare groans loudly and walks over to you.
>Walking would be putting it lightly; stomping is a more accurate term.
>But even that doesn’t emphasise the force she puts into each step, clearly displaying her unhappiness with the current situation.
>You flinch back as she jabs a hoof at you.
>Though much to your confusion the appendage never makes contact.
>Looking down uneasily you are met with two angry, glaring eyes and a hoof held out to you.
>It takes a moment for you to realise what she wants.
>And even then you need to double guess, unsure if shaking the hoof will lead to you getting hit or not.
>Deciding to take the risk you grasp the blue appendage in your fingers, making the pegasus flinch in the process.
>You barely shake once before she yanks her hoof back, still glaring at you the entire time.
> “I still don’t like you,” she mumbles beneath her breath.
>It’s a sentence that Twilight doesn’t hear, as a seemingly impossible smile works its way onto Twilights muzzle.
 
> “Great, now you can-“
>Rainbow bluntly cuts her off, “I’m not writing a friendship report Twilight, I’m still not friends with him.”
> “Oh…” Twilights smile falls slightly, “I was going to say you can stay with Anon now!”
>You quickly raise your palms defensively.
“Nu-uh, no way!”
> “What, but you two-“ Twilight starts.
>Rainbow looks just as surprised as you at the sudden comment.
“It’s not going to happen, Twilight!”
 
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“That’s the fridge, the oven… uh… stove.”
> “What’s a fridge?”
>Rainbow Dash interrupts your tour for what seems like the millionth time.
>You’re still not sure how you were convinced to let the pegasus stay with you.
>And how Twilight managed to convince Dash to move in at the same time is a mystery you feel won’t be solved.
>What you are sure about is that you’ve vastly underestimated is how devious the purple mare can be.
>You certainly won’t look at the purple mare and expect innocence anytime soon.
>You look down at the pegasus, an unamused expression her face.
>Briefly you wonder if she is going over the same thing in her mind.
>Probably not. You’ve not seen any evidence that much at all goes on in her mind.
“You know, uh… like an icebox.”
>It’s surprising how easily you can forget about the lack of technology in Equestria.
>Stuff that is so every day to you is the stuff of sci-fi books here.
>Most of them anyway.
> “Sounds lame, why not just call it an icebox then?”
“Because it isn’t an icebox.”
>You’re not entirely sure whether Rainbow is asking out of genuine curiosity or because she wants to annoy you.
>Rainbow rolls her eyes, “Whatever…”
>So long as she doesn’t break anything you can’t really care.
>You house arriving to this world with you is one of the few things that you are thankful for.
>Not much else to be thankful when you get thrown into another dimension.
>It was no more than a roof with a bed for the first few months.
>There was no running water, electricity or postal address.
>Not the last one mattered to you, the former two did though.
>And even when you were connected to the towns electricity grid it was limited by the infrastructure.
>It was only in the last month and a half the town upgraded the power grid.
>Before that you had to unplug the fridge if you wanted to use the microwave and powering the hot water system was out of the question.
 
>Passing through the lounge room you make an effort to avoid the entertainment system.
>You hope that ignoring it will keep the pony from touching it.
>You doubt she’d show much external enthusiasm anyway.
>You pause at the mare’s few items stacked by the front door.
>A pillow, blanket, a few books and stacks of paperwork.
>You watch with mild amusement as Dash struggle to carry everything at once.
“Do you need help?”
>You reach down to grab one of the books, only to receive a growl from Rainbow, the pillow in her mouth muffling it.
“Fine, do it yourself, jeez.”
>Eventually she manages to get her shit together long enough to make it upstairs.
>You lead Dash upstairs, taking her into the spare bedroom.
“Here’s where you’re sleeping.”
>The pegasus brushes past you, making sure to be the first into the room.
>Dumping her few things clumsily on the floor she looks around with displeasure.
> “There’s only one bed.”
>You weren’t really expecting that to be her first complaint.
>Something along the lines of lame, or boring seemed a more appropriate response for the mare.
“How many do you need?”
>You lay the sarcasm on thick enough that even Rainbow gets it.
>Dash whips around to face you, “Dude, I am not sleeping with you.”
>You can only look from her to the bed, and then back again with confusion.
“Why would you sleep with me? Why would I even offer to let you sleep with me?”
>Rainbow looks at you like you grew two heads, “Duh… there’s only one bed? So what are you sleeping on the floor or something?”
>She glances around the room warily, “You do sleep right?”
“Keep that up and you’ll be out in the cold. Like I’d even let you in my bedroom.”
>Rainbow’s eyes narrow, “Whatever, jerk.”
“Yeah, fuck you too.”
>As of now you don’t see any way to get through two weeks of this.
>Nor can you see a way to kick her out without looking like a cold hearted bastard and further lowering your reputation.
 “Do you need anything else? I think I still have some filly leftovers if you’re hungry?”
>Rainbow opens her mouth, probably to make another quick and angry jab at you.
>Clapping your hands loudly you cut her off before she gets the chance to say anything.
“Okay then! Nothing it is!”
>Standing outside the bedroom you can only stare at the ceiling, one thought going through your head.
>Why the fuck did you do this?