Title:           Brit Anon - Will It Bong?
Author:          Gatorbait
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First Edit:      Tuesday 15th of October 2013 09:56:44 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 15th of October 2013 09:56:44 AM CDT

>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>It's been another day of exhaustive research, and it's only five minutes to one.
>A sense of warmth makes itself known in your chest as you trot back from the market.
>The celery stalks whisper against the flaps of the satchel, giving a peaceful background noise to your trip.
>At once, something catches your attention.
>There's Anon, the human from earth, standing in the middle of the town square.
>He's looking up at the clock expectantly.
>How strange!
>Curiosity getting the better of you, you trot over and give him a smile.
"Good afternoon, Anon!"
>"Oh, is it?"
>Though he responds, his voice is flat and he never once takes his eyes off the clock face.
>A little put off by his rudeness, you rub your left foreleg and wonder if you came at a bad time.
"S-so, what are you d-"
>Anonymous holds up a finger to silence you.
>Well, he doesn't have to be nasty!
>You huff a little, but decide to wait until the finger drops to give him a piece of your mind.
>There's a dull clack from the clock tower as the hour hand finishes its sweep to the first digit on the right side.
>Officially one o'clock.
>Anonymous gives a heavy sigh and squats onto the ground.
>His sullen expression helps to assuage your anger.
>He really does seem upset.
>Sitting down beside him, you smile.
"So, what's got you looking so down, Anon?"
>After a momentary glance in your direction, he grunts and shakes his head.
>"It's nothing!"
>You press forward, leaning closer.
"Doesn't seem like nothing to me."
>Anon huffs and turns his back to you.
>Well, so much for that.
>You sigh and get back onto your hooves.
>"Twilight..."
"Yes, Anonymous?"
>A long pause almost causes you to leave, but as you turn he speaks again.
>"The problem is, I've lost all track of time since I arrived here."
>Ah hah!
>You can help with this!
 
 
 
>You smile and straighten up a little.
"It's been three months, twelve days, twenty hours, thirty-eight minutes and seven seconds since you arrived in Ponyville!"
>Anonymous gives you an incredulous look, to which you can only give a sheepish smile and shrug.
"I have a knack for numbers."
>"That's all well and good Twilight, but what I mean is..."
>Anon sighs and points up to the clock tower.
>"Your bonger's broken."
"E-excuse me?"
>"Your tickity-tockity chimey-whimey?"
"Anon, I, I don't..."
>Pounding his fist on the ground, Anonymous shouts at you.
>"How am I supposed to tell time if your enormous timepiece doesn't go BONG?"
"You, can't read a clock?"
>"I never had to!  Any time I needed to know what time it was I'd just wait until the top of the hour and the bongs would let me know!"
>Be strong, Twilight.
>It's perfectly normal for someone to be unable to tell time.
>Perfectly... normal...
>An unintended giggle escapes your lips.
>Anon scowls and gets to his feet as he puffs his chest out in indignation.
>"Well, I suppose I should have expected as much of a reaction."
"O-oh no Anon, it's not like..."
>Oh, it really is like that.
>Another flurry of giggles escapes your lips, only serving to further infuriate the biped.
>Whirling around on the heel of his foot, he begins stalking off in the other direction.
>"Well then, I suppose I'll just go and see if Rarity has finished my knittedy-wittedy sheepity-sleepity yet.  Good day, Twilight."
>Your laughter grows as he stalks off, punctuated by brief snorts as you struggle for air.
>After the human disappears and you regain control of yourself, you glance up to the clock tower.
>Perhaps it would be a nice thing to do for the human, just to make him feel more at home.
>Humming to yourself, you resume your trek back home, repeating that it would be a good idea to see if the library has any books on clockwork mechanics.