Title:           Anon the Devoted
Author:          Pony_Azathoth
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First Edit:      Sunday 22nd of April 2012 10:43:19 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 22nd of April 2012 10:43:19 PM CDT

>Anon bows before Celestia
>He does it more then the ponies do, all the way down on his knees, nose to floor
>Celestia looks around awkwardly, and is put off a little by his devotion
"uhh.. rise."
>Anon rises up, smiling at his queen (or princess)
"Yes, my princess of the glorious day, maker of all that is righteous. What shall you have of me?"
>she smiles
"Please; just call me Princess Celestia, or just Celestia."
"Yes, my Princess. I'm sorry."
>She looks away and clears her throat.
"I need from you just a simple task."
"Yes, Princess. Anything for you."
"... I need you to help my cooks with something. There is a bit of a rat problem in the Royal Canterlot kitchens. Could you help them."
>Anon nods furiously
"Yes your majesty! Consider it done!"
>Anon runs off
>Celestia shakes her head
"What am I going to do with him..."
>Anon scoots on down to the Royal Kitchens
>He sees the cooks, and addresses them bluntly.
"Cooks! I am on a mission from the Princess Herself! This is a matter of national security!"
>They look surprised and worried
"I am here to fix your rat problem!"
>They look at each other
>They point to a door
>Anon stomps over to it and flings it open
>It leads to the cellar
>he goes down and closes the door behind him
>Everything goes normal that day
 
>A few days pass
>no word from Anon
>Celestia comes into the kitchens
"Where is he? Where is Anon?"
"He went down into the cellar, a few days ago. He hasn't come out yet. We haven't gone down there, we are too scared about what happened."
>Celestia nods, and dismisses the cooks
>Celestia called her royal guards and Shining Armor himself
>They feared something terrible must have happened in that Cellar
>They prepared, and then went down
>As they went down the steps, they felt something sticky and wet on them, but they felt like they had been there for a while
>One of them used a light spell
>They saw it was blood
"By Celestia's name..." One of the guards said
>They hurried in deeper
>They came across the main chamber
>Celestia cast a powerful light spell
>And there, standing in a circle of dozens of dead mice was Anon
 
>She gasped, and Anon didn't respond
>He was standing absolutely still
"...Is there a cockatrice down here or something?" one of the gaurds said
>Suddenly, Anon moved
>His hand, which was holding a spear, stabbed down at the circle of dead mice
>it speared a mouse that was moving over the other dead ones
>Everyone was shocked, one of the guards threw up
>Anon slowly turned around
>His face was covered in the blood of rats
>Small tufts of rat fur were stuck by his mouth
>He smiled at them
 
"I have taken care of the rat problem, your majesty."
