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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id=".22Good_Morning_Sunshine.22_.28Momlestia-General.29">"Good Morning Sunshine" (Momlestia-General)</span><a href="&quot;Good_Morning_Sunshine&quot;_(Momlestia-General)#/editor/1" title="Edit section: &quot;Good Morning Sunshine&quot; (Momlestia-General)" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br />&#160;<span class="co4">&gt;You sat perfectly still as you woke up, the shadowy figure standing above you blocking the sun from your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't remember sleeping outside.</span><br />&quot;Uh...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit up with a groan and the figure steps back with a gasp.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Squinting and groaning again, you move to cover your eyes, only to find yourself somehow hoisted into the air, a tingling sensation coating your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the bloody hell?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your vision, spared from the glaring sunlight, clears and you see what can only be described as some eldritch horror of the deep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sorry no, horse like animal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Scratch that. Horse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What manner of creature is that, Princess?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've been called a lot of things at school, but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nope, Princess was among those.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I am not sure, Captain Armour. It looks not unsimilar to an ape...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sorry. What? Ape? You?</span><br />&quot;Hey! I'm not an ape!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grunted as you landed on the ground, the tingling sensation leaving your body as the thing... steps back in surprise.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It can speak!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You summon up your most baleful look and turn towards the second voice, this 'Armour'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He looked stunned.</span><br />&quot;You're all horses.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look up at the tall white one. Her gaze... calmed you.</span><br />&quot;Where am I?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The figure lowers herself to a sitting position before you and leans in, her eyes looking you over.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You don't know where you are?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake your head, the horse before you sounded like a girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She must be a girl.</span><br />&quot;N-No... What are you? The horses near my house don't talk.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You suddenly notice the enormous wings folded by her sides.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the spiralling cone on her head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Overtaken by your curiosity, you reach a hand up to see if it comes off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The horse leans her head back and gives you a questioning look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What are you doing?&quot;</span><br />&quot;That cone on your head. What's it for?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks up and smiles, her eyes just slightly cross eyed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah, my horn? It lets me cast magic. Do you mind if I ask you a question?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, magic?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiles and leans her head back in, meeting your gaze calmly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's your name?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm... My name is Anon, can you tell me where I am, already?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She laughs, &quot;Oh, I'm sorry Anon, the question completely slipped my mind, you're in Canterlot. On top of the mountain to be exact. My turn, then. You sound very young, how old are you?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Alarm bells go off in your mind, people were always warning you about talking to strangers, looks like you'd disregarded that advice, again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still, this lady seems nice, concerned even.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare thinks on this and turns to the other horse, &quot;Shining?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmm? Oh! Uh... He's a different species, but he seems a lot like Twily was when you took her as your student, Princess.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Agreed, Captain, would you go ahead and let my sister know that we may have some extra company for a while?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turns back to you, &quot;That is if you're okay with that, little one.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought for a moment and looked around. The horse was right, you were on top of a mountain and didn't know of any 'Canterlot', maybe these horses could help you get home, or at least ring your foster parents.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn back to her and nod.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Very well then. Captain, if you will.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shining one saluted the big horse crisply and suddenly vanished in a burst of light.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your jaw dropped in astonishment.</span><br />&quot;Where did he go?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh? The Captain teleported ahead to let my sister know of you, you might like Luna. She's great with kids.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't know this 'Luna', but the horse before you sounded almost sarcastic talking about her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Especially about the part where she said Luna was 'great with kids'.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shook your head, you were getting distracted.</span><br />&quot;Horses can't teleport!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The horse before you raised her eyebrow questioningly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, we are Ponies. Horses live very far from here.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay, sorry... But I don't think Ponies can teleport either.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods to where the shining one once stood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Shining Armour is a unicorn, he uses his magic to perform spells, like teleportation.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A thought occurred to you.</span><br />&quot;Uh... Does that mean we'll be teleporting?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Of course not, Anon, I'll be taking you back down to Canterlot personally.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were on top of a mountain, she expected you to walk back to civilisation?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay, Anon, It's been a while since I've had anyone... ride me... But I think I can manage you well enough.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ride her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth to object and then hastily shut it. You could either hitch a ride, heh, or walk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a shrug, you nodded and the pony gestured you towards her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Climbing on, you fell forward and hugged her neck as she stood.</span><br />&quot;Uh... I-I'm not sure I want to do this...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You'll be fine, Anon. Just hang on tight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that, she spread her wings, they were even bigger than you thought they'd be, like the sails of a yacht!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, her wings were open, she wasn't gonna...</span><br />&quot;No, no, no! Don't-!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pony, took off and you shouted out as you clung to her tightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd deny it of course, but for those first few seconds, you squealed like a girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a while, the vertigo wore off and you realised you were safe with her, the pony seemed to know what she was doing in the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She kept herself from banking too hard with you on her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Occasionally, you'd summon the courage to look at the ground far below you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could summon the courage, but fear made you nearly wet yourself, you were so high up that even the horizon seemed to curve.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You got the feeling the pony you were riding was playing with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back to the sight, you saw a few towns, the skyscrapers of a city in the distance, what you assumed was Canterlot beneath you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Also some cities floating around on clouds...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Neat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, what?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You took a closer look at these flying cities, and you could just barely make out small figures weaving amongst the buildings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You prodded the pony.</span><br />&quot;Uhm... pony? How are those cities floating?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmm? Oh, that's Cloudsdale and Pegasopolis, the Pegasi there can use their magic to shape and build on clouds...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You caught the pony's smirk as she turned back to look at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Would you like a closer look?&quot;</span><br />&quot;N-No! I think I just want my feet back on the ground!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You clung tighter to her and you felt her laughter well up within her as she dipped lower towards Canterlot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sighed in relief...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;An odd thing to do as you watched ground rush up to meet you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your thoughts were consumed with how much you loved solid earth beneath you, hell, you could go for a tower top, just so long as this pony stopped flying.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually, she touched down gracefully and you jumped off of her back with shaky legs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You attempted to make love with the balcony she'd landed on.</span><br />&quot;I never want to fly again!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked up at the pony to note a slight frown on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I thought I did quite well, Anon...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked hurt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart melted before the sight.</span><br />&quot;Sorry... uh, pony. I think I might like to fly with you again, just... not right now, and not so high...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She beamed at this and then stopped.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I told you my name, didn't I?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shook your head. To be completely honest, you were beginning to feel awkward calling her 'pony'.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She let loose a giggle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was cute.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm sorry, Anon, I am Princess Celestia, I guess you could say that I live here in Canterlot.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess? Oh. He wasn't calling you princess earlier. That's nice.</span><br />&quot;Princess?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia nodded and walked past you, your body being enveloped in that tingling sensation again as you were lifted from the ground and placed on her back again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time you caught the glow from her cone, horn, thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's right, Anon, It's my great privilege to rule over all of my little ponies. It is a task I have never once stopped enjoying for almost three thousand years.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Three... thousand?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope you look that good at her age.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where did that thought come from?</span><br />&quot;You can live forever?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Maybe...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pondered her tone for a bit, she sounded sad when she said that, and not wanting to be any ruder than you had been, you let the matter drop.</span><br />&quot;So.... Where are we going?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're going down to the throne room to decide what to do with you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Decide? Maybe they could, you know, send you home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You voiced your thoughts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt Celestia twitch very slightly under you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know, Anon. I'll do my best to find out how to get you home.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get you home? Dramatic much? She made it sound like you were on a different plan...et...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It clicked into place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Flying cities, talking ponies, magic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't in Kansas anymore.</span><br />&quot;I'm... I'm not on my own world anymore, a-am I...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt them coming.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They refused to stop</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cursed them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They charged</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raged against the tide.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would not, you refused to cry in front of the Princess!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Girls cried. Not men who've gotten so lost that they're no... longer... on... earth...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You conceded defeat internally as your emotions had their way with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sniffled.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia, for her part, turned to you in concern. Seeing your watery eyes she immediately bit her lip and set you down on the carpet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She then sat before you and drew you tightly against her barrel with her wings and forehooves</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sweetheart. It's alright... Shh, I'll get you back home, I promise.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was unmanly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You buried you face in her fur and let the tears fall anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a while, you took notice of Celestias voice, you couldn't pick out the words, of course, but her voice did eventually calm you down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a final sniffle, you managed to settle down enough to hug Celestia properly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't care what anyone would say, you found yourself caring about this pony princess suddenly.</span><br />&quot;Th-Thank you...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's alright sweetie. It's alright to cry.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Was it? You figured if someone as old as Celestia had said it, she must have had the experience to back it up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Let's go meet Luna, okay? Then we'll see about figuring out how... how to get you home.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked almost sad saying that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Come to think of it, you almost felt sad hearing that. It wasn't as though your foster parents were great.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They made sure you were clothed, fed and educated but... they never held you like Celestia just did.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pushed the thought aside, you weren't prepared for wave two.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nodded as Celestia stood up, a wing still partially around you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You took a step forward and immediately found yourself levitated again to Celestias back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She must really like being ridden.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You settled more comfortably and contented yourself with looking around as Celestia walked out of her room and down the hallway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The guards outside her door hadn't even batted an eye at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking forward, you could swear they might have exchanged a look</span><br />&quot;Celestia?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mmm?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why are all the other ponies smaller than you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She opened her mouth to respond and then furrowed her brow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Actually, Anon, I'm not quite sure. I always assumed that it was because I was older. That may or may not be the case.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What an informative answer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still her voice was soothing and you found yourself suddenly feeling not so far from home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yes?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;What's your world like?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You told her what little you knew about your world, though that probably wasn't much, you weren't three thousand years old.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia listened intently, &quot;That's a wonderful view to have, Anon. It's very innocent.&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Innocent?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You huffed internally as Celestia opened the doors ahead of her with that cone on her head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Horn, whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked around and found all eyes on you, you couldn't quite tell what the emotions were behind the looks, but they seemed curious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to shrink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It didn't work.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally Celestias hoof beats brought you before a pair of ponies that were much like Celestia, even if they were different colors and sizes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good morning, Luna, I hope I didn't ruin your beauty sleep.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark blue pony shrugged with her wings and rolled her eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;As much as I'm able to ruin your moments with cake, Tia.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia huffed, but smiled at her sister.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cake? Who said what about cake?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes were drawn to the smaller, purple one, whose eyes were trained directly on you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't like that look, it reminded you of Doctors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This must be Anon. Oh, I can't wait to get started, I can hardly figure out which questions to ask first!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes widened when she brought a scroll and quill before her, the scroll rolling out down to the floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Down the dais.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Past you and Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And across the room before bumping into the opposite wall, where it looked as though there was still quite a bit of length to it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let loose a whimper.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia heard this and shifted her weight slightly, which coincidentally sent you tumbling against her neck and mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Perhaps the questions can wait for a time, Twilight. I don't think Anon, is quite long lived enough to answer all of those questions.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple pony, Twilight, as she was called, pouted and magically rolled up the scroll, which again took some time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna watched all this with amusement and turned back to Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This wasn't Discords doing was it? It would not be the first time he's pulled off something like this.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia shook her head, seemingly quite happy to keep you on her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No. I'm not sure what exactly happened yet, but...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked to Twilight.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight, for her part, looked back up at Celestia sheepishly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight, I could use your help in finding out where Anon came from.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To you, Twilight looked almost relieved.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Of course, Princess. It would be my pleasure!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God that smile was cute.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thank you, Twilight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shuffled on Celestias back as Luna's eyes bored into you slowly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could swear she was staring at your soul.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Tia, what shall we do with him in the meantime? I very much doubt the rest of Canterlot will be as receptive of him as we have.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked at her, almost offended.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't see why our little ponies would be frightened of him, he's... well, he's simply adorable!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found yourself levitated before Celestia, trying to lean back a bit from the look in her eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She brought a forehoof up and pressed it lightly against your nose and then withdrew it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She booped you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By god, she did!</span><br />&quot;Uh...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't want to seem mad at her, since you hadn't quite recovered from the look she'd given you earlier.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That didn't stop you from raging internally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How dare she boop you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon will be staying with me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She promptly sat and hugged you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found you face pressed into her coat again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really were starting to feel a bit smothered.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also didn't care.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hugged her back without hesitation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's kind of you, Princess.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked at Twilight, she was smiling at the two of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More at you though. Which was still creepy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You still feared that scroll of questions she had.</span><br />&quot;So, uh... I'm staying with the Princess but... Where will I be staying exactly?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking up at the pony, and seeing her smile...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were afraid to know the answer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;My bedchambers are big enough for the two of us, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Aren't there other rooms in the castle? Empty ones?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She frowned immediately and you couldn't look away in time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, Anon, I'm afraid all the other rooms are used up.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight coughed and spoke up, &quot;Uhm, Princess. I think we have room in the Lu-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No room, I said!&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sat there awkwardly while the supposed 'adults' conversed over your head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As if you were too young to understand that Celestia had cut Twilight off because she wanted you to be close to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You realised this, but you also realised that you still didn't care. Part of you wanted to be with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Especially since Luna had said that the other ponies might not be as kind towards you as Celestia and they had.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It occurred to you that staying close to Celestia would also be the wisest thing to do.</span><br />&quot;Okay... I guess if there aren't any other rooms...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia beamed and hugged you tight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wonderful! I'm sure we'll have a great time!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And with no more than that, she cantered towards the exit with you floating along beside her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahem.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia stopped, and the look on her face was one of disappointment as she turned around to face Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna for her part looked very much amused, and Twilight looked as though she was struggling to keep a straight face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sister, I believe it is still day time. Unless you'd like Twilight to run the court for the day.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight gasped and her eyes went wide, &quot;Oh, Princess, I would be more than happy to take over cou-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna bumped her clearly with her wing and Twilight sighed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I mean... Oh wow! Look at the time, I really must be going, Princess. I promised Applejack I would watch her do stunts... Ah, I mean Rarity wants me to help her buck Apples... uh...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the while she slowly walked from the throne room, everyone's eyes trained on her as she stammered out excuses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She skirted warily around Celestia and winked at you, just out of Celestias sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bye then!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She vanished in a flash of purple.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia huffed, still keeping me hovering beside her in the air, as she made her way to the throne.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cast Luna a dirty look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're going to pay for this later, Luna.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna grinned and got up, moving towards the doors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm sure I will, come along, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What?</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked beside herself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna simply smiled sweetly at Celestia</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, Anon's staying with me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To reinforce the point, she set you down, only to pull you tightly to her side with a wing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna smiled wider.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sister, do you honestly think a child like Anon would enjoy sitting around in court all day?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With this, she edged closer to the door and opened it, a few nobles beginning to shuffle in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was only the first wave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponies, left, right and center filed into the room. Looking at you with curiosity, but not the nice kind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You will pay.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a final glare at Luna, Celestia sat before you and shielded you from the rest of the room with her great sail of a wing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, I have to deal with court for now, but I will be seeing you again.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She prodded your chest for emphasis.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't worry about Luna, she's great with children. Go on now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; You turned to go as she folded her wing back against her body.</span><br />&quot;Okay, Celestia...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She surprised you by pulling you back and planting a kiss on your forehead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blushed with embarrassment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia just did that in a room full of ponies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They all saw it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walked over towards Luna, the ponies before you clearing a path and whispering amongst themselves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You did your best to ignore them by keeping your eyes on Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dark pony smiled at you and levitated you onto her back as she proceeded to leave the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turned back and poked her tongue at Celestia as the door began to close.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also looked back at Celestia to wave, but stopped, her eyes were squarely on yours and you felt paralysed by that look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You did manage to lift your hand and wave, seeing her hoof raise up and return it as the door finally shut.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna giggled and began to trot briskly down the hall. The movement of her muscles forcing you to get comfortable of fall off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hesitantly, you placed your arms around her neck.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was already your strangest day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It seemed that it was slated to get even weirder.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, Anon!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You jumped at her exclamation, she seemed the happy sort.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What do you do for fun?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fun?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What is this fun, you speak of?</span><br />&quot;Oh uh... Not a lot... I don't think.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna looked back at me, aghast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you telling me a child your age does not have fun?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never said that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You told her that you never said that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She deadpanned at you, &quot;That may be, Anon. But I know for a fact that if you were with my sister, you haven't had a whole lot of fun since you got here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt slightly... offended for Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth to defend her honor and Luna plugged it with a hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It wasn't disgusting or anything, in fact, the thing covering her hoof was pretty much squeaky clean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, Anon. I know what you're going to say already.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna giggled and continued on, pushing another door open and coming out into a garden</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked up at the sky. The sun was already on its descent</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;My sister finds paperwork... paperwork! Of all things, fun.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She rolls her eyes and sets you down on the ground.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I very much doubt you'd find paperwork fun, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You noticed her crown, and knowing that she was Celestias sister, it clicked</span><br />&quot;And... You don't like paperwork, Princess?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasps mockingly, &quot;Of course not! I rule over the night, the time of fun!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You deadpan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stares back at you unblinkingly.</span><br />&quot;Prove it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shouts loudly, and you mean loudly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;VERY WELL THEN, ANON! WE PROPOSE A GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You fall over from the force of her words and clutch your ears</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna leans over you, embarrassed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, uh, sorry Anon, it's been a while since I've used the royal Canterlot voice, honest!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were surprised that you could still hear after that</span><br />&quot;Okay... Hide and seek? Do you want to go first?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought it only gentlemanly to offer her the chance to hide first</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also wanted some time alone, and time spent looking for this pony would be the perfect time for that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna grinned and clapped her hooves together</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Very well! Find me if you can!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that, she vanished</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Those ponies were abusing their ability to teleport, you swear to god.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a sigh, you got to your feet and began searching the garden.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You only half looked, you really were just taking stock of the situation you'd found yourself in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You remember going to bed the previous night, then you just... woke up on a mountain with a talking pony standing above you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was difficult to believe, despite hunting for a talking pony at that very moment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna. You were hunting for Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thoughts of Celestia entered your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt warm and fuzzy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To be completely honest, she'd treated you better than your foster parents ever did.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not that your foster parents were bad people, they were just...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, your foster parents.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Continuing to look, you parted bushes, hid around trees and even set a trap with an apple you had found.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could have sworn you heard Luna whine when you set the apple down in plain sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The day quickly wore on and you were no closer to finding Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn, she was good.</span><br />&quot;Ugh! I give up!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let yourself fall against a tree</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What have we got here, then?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You did not like the sound of that voice.</span><br />&quot;Who's there?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A pair of ponies stepped into view.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They looked to be just a bit smaller than Twilight was.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They also lacked wings and horns.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't like the way they were looking at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It looks like a new creature for the royal gardens. Filthy, they've even dressed it up.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've been called an animal before too. But since this seems to be another planet, you weren't surprised.</span><br />&quot;Hate to break it to you, but i'm not an animal.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The larger one raised his head and stared down his nose at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, you smell like an animal.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were getting tired of this</span><br />&quot;I could say the same for you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What... Did you say?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He moved forwards and pushed your shoulder with a hoof</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snapped</span><br />&quot;Get your hooves off of me you damn dirty HORSE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;They both glared at you and began to crowd you against the tree</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I hope you don't intend to hurt my friend Anon here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked up to see Luna laying on a tree branch above you and your supposed tormentors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was munching the apple you'd set down earlier.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dammit, Anon, you only had to wait!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pr-Princess Luna?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They both step away from you and bow to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which, by extension, made it seem like they were bowing to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were enjoying this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna levitated them up to her, staring them both down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes. Princess Luna, and her friend Anon. What was your intent with my friend here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They squirmed in her magical grip, unable to break free, &quot;Nothing, Princess! W-We were just curious about the... the...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;His name is Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They laughed nervously and strenuously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They looked like they were about to wet themselves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You struggled to maintain a straight face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes. Anon. My sister seems very much enamored of him, as am I.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks between them and sets them down, drifting down to the ground herself, sitting by you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Trot along then, you are interrupting our game of hide and seek.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Y-Yes Princess, thank you Princess!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They both then walk off in a hurry, before galloping away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna giggled and nudged you with a hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you alright, Anon?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked genuinely concerned.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart melted for the third time that day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking up at her, you thanked Luna and smiled.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She returned the look, &quot;Enjoyed the show, did we?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yes, Princess. I enjoy the sight of ponies on their knees.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna blinked.</span><br />&quot;That was a joke.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rubbed the back of your head sheepishly and shivered a bit, it was getting dark</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna's cone glowed and you watched it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmm... It's almost night. My sister should be finished with court soon, and if I don't get you back to her, she'll probably conscript the guard to find you. Come along then!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna levitates you to her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More cone abuse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pout.</span><br />&quot;But I never got to find you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna giggles, &quot;Better luck next time then, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The castle looked very different at night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Especially the guards, they had fangs, and looked like pony-bat crosses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It freaked you out a little, but Luna seemed calm, so you trusted your safety to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They did seem quite a bit more lively and playful than the normal guards, some of them even smiled and waved at the pair of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You waved back nervously.</span><br />&quot;Um... Luna... Why do the bats... ah! Ponies have... fangs?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Because they drink blood, Anon!&quot; She turns back at you and grins, her own fangs showing slightly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were considerably smaller and you'd only noticed them because they were right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, drink blood?</span><br />&quot;Uh...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm kidding, Anon. Bat ponies don't drink blood, they much prefer fruit, as do I. They look spooky though, don't you think?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, sure...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt a little better knowing that these ponies weren't going to suck you dry if they got hungry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A thought occurred to you</span><br />&quot;Fruit? Is that why you whined when I set out that apple for you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Whined? Hardly, Anon! Princesses most certainly don't whine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tossed her head, almost seeming offended</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Having spent the afternoon with her, you could safely say you knew better</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You deadpanned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She couldn't see your face, but she hung her head a bit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, Anon. Apples are my weakness.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You laughed as you thought of many ways you could put this information to use</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thinking of food</span><br />&quot;Luna... Do you think we could get something to eat?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put on your best pleading face.</span><br />&quot;I heard something about cake earlier today.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna snickered and shook her head, &quot;You sound just like Celestia, Anon. Careful there, or your butt might become just as big as hers.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't think Celestias butt was that big.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually, it was</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Huh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seeming to sense your thoughts, Luna opened a door and walked through, with you still riding on her back, &quot;Maybe we could go for something we both like...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She licks her lips as she stands in the doorway, with you leaning out and goggling at the sight.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The kitchens were enormous.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Basketball court size enormous.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They could feed a whole castle with this kitchen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, right. This is a castle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She levitated you up and set you down and looked down at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You want cake? I want apples. So lets find some Apple Cake, I'm pretty sure the cooks got a start on them early this morning.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Find a cake in a kitchen, shouldn't be hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just don't let the head cook catch you. He's not even afraid of hitting me with that cursed spoon of his.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What was that about a spoon?</span><br />&quot;Princess... Are we supposed to be doing this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I sincerely hope not!~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cried internally.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and Luna were about to risk it all for a cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Worth it, you suppose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to look at Luna, but find that she has already snuck off.</span><br />&quot;Luna? Luna!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decided that you might as well start looking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even though you had no idea where to start, you pretty much just wandered around the kitchens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You saw many a type of food.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was all greenery.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You even saw flowers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually though, you did come across cake, but there was a mean looking pony.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He had a tattoo on his butt of a spoon hitting his, well, butt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had a bad feeling about that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your thoughts turned to the cake he was finishing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was fancy, but it was also practical enough to carry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You watched as the stallion placed an apple slice on top of the cake, standing back and admiring it before finishing off the icing and moving on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You heard a small whine.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna wanted that cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could tell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not wanting to disappoint, you slowly moved forward, keeping low as to not attract attention from the lone chef.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You breathed in appreciatively as the smell of the cake reached your nose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Speaking of nose, you spied Luna's muzzle poking around a corner, pointing towards the cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a minute, you almost thought you saw her drooling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You finally made it to the cake and carefully lifted the platter up, turning around to find yourself face to face with the stunned chef.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blinked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chef stared at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crabbed sideways slowly, holding onto the cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He watched.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You went faster.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His cone lit up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn it all!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Run, Anon!&quot; Luna jumped up from behind a counter and levitated the cake over to her, cantering off with it while giggling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bolted away as the chef yelled out and began swinging his spoon at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You dodged masterfully, but you couldn't outdistance him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not with that damn cone on his head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your stamina began to fade.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not the greatest thing when you felt the whistle of air as the spoon grazed your shoulder lightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found yourself suddenly clutching the cake as you were bodily lifted from the ground and dropped on Luna's back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chef yelled at Luna.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna stuck her tongue out at him as she ran.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chef threatened.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna giggled.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just held onto the cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chef took a final swing at the pair of you just as Luna dashed out of the door and down the hall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had escaped, and the chef seemed bound to the kitchen and hadn't followed far past the door, giving up the chase and shouting at Luna before heading back in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a while, Luna slowed down, breathing hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Did you... manage to keep it... Anon?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You panted a little and held up the cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a miracle that it hadn't been ruined during their flight from the kitchen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna looked almost feral as she leant in, her tongue snaking around the apple slice on the top before pulling it into her mouth, munching on it happily</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You watched, mouth agape</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What? I love apples!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You simply shook your head and looked at the cake</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't have anything to cut it with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna noticed your look and lit up the cone on her head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Them god damn cones</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Using her magic, she managed to remove a decently sized slice from the cake</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'd also found them an outdoor table, setting the cake down on it, she levitated you your slice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiled as you took a bite of it and your eyes widened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was the best damn piece of cake you'd ever eaten</span><br />&#160;<br />&quot;This is the best damn piece of cake I've ever eaten.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna wrapped a wing around you and enjoyed her slice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Tia's right, you are adorable.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blushed at the praise.</span><br />&quot;Thanks, Luna.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiled, &quot;Speak of the devil.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nudged you and you looked up to see Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiled straight at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I heard an interesting story from the head chef involving one Luna and one Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes turned to the cake and lit up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And one... gorgeous... cake...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna pulled the platter closer to the two of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The spoils of a joint operation, Sister.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia laughed and sat down next to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was very close, and you found yourself inclining towards her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Did you have fun today, Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I did. You were right about Luna.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smiled up at her, not even caring when she took a piece of cake from the whole.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna hoarded the rest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nodded and watched the sun, suddenly sitting up straighter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's a first.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What? What was a first?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna ate cake and winked at her sister, &quot;Remembered that, huh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia shook her head at herself and got up, moving towards the balcony.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna finished her piece of cake and turned to Anon, &quot;You may want to keep an eye out, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tapped the side of her head, winked, and moved over to Celestia, standing by her side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were confused. What were they doing?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, the two ponies lit up their cones, Celestias a bright gold while Luna's was a dark, night blue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your jaw dropped as you swear you saw the sun on the horizon glow gold briefly before it began to set fully below the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked up as the stars began to wink in the sky, the brightest first, and soon being surrounded by the smaller, duller ones.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two ponies before you let the glow on their cones die off as Celestia made her way back to you, sitting next to you and pulling you against her, a hoof resting comfortably on your head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to stop it, but you weren't quick enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You yawned.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt Celestia twitch as you yawned and Luna smiled at the both of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She took the rest of the cake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, Anon, today was fun, I look forward to spending more time with you if Celestia ever lets you go again.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia pulled you tighter against her, you didn't mind, but you hoped she wasn't planning on eating you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That would be a buzzkill.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't count on it, Luna.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You have to run the day court eventually.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I will send you to the moon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Equestria would demand that my charming derriere be returned.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia huffs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sensing that she'd won, Luna waved at the pair of them before walking off, eating her cake and moaning with each bite.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sat quietly through the whole exchange.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was amusing how they treated you like an object when it came to who you would spend your time with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also sat quietly because you were pretty tired.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Running from a psycho with a wooden spoon does that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia got up and looked down at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You look pretty tired, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look up at her wearily and nod.</span><br />&quot;Luna and I played hide and seek and then we stole a cake...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't tell her about your little altercation, you didn't want her to feel bad.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, like I said, I'd very much like it if you stayed with me, shall we go...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked nervous, but you could tell she cared a great deal about you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As much as you did for her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even after such a short amount of time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You draw yourself up and nod, moving to follow her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't even surprised when she levitated you onto her back again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd barely used your own legs all day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was suddenly difficult to keep your eyes open as you let yourself rest against Celestias neck, her calm pace of moving putting you out like a light.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You managed to wake yourself up a bit only to find yourself tumbled into a bed. almost immediately sinking a bit into the mattress.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was comfy, warm, and you found yourself looking blearily up at Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sleep tight now, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It seemed like you'd been asleep for days, and you found yourself slowly waking from sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes fell on Celestia opening the curtains to her balcony, the sky outside still dark but with a slight blueish tint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Remaining half asleep, and not quite sure of yourself just yet, your eyes lingered on Celestia as her horn lit up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as she did that, the horizon blazed red and the underbellies of the clouds you could see were painted pink as the sun began to creep out from the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even in your sleep muddled state, you acknowledged that you were witnessing something that was grossly incandescent.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let loose a quiet groan and sat up a bit, your eyes drifting around the sky before settling on Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestias ears twitched as you groaned and she turned towards you, walking over quietly and stroking your hair with a hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good morning, Anon. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You frowned as you began to wake up more, you were still far away from home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia frowned in concern when she saw your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lay down on the bed beside you and pushed you back down to the mattress easily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't nearly awake enough to struggle and instead closed your eyes and relaxed back into the warmth of the sheets.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I promise I'll do my best to find a way to get you home, Anon. I've even cleared all of my duties for today to do just that.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hoof went to your forehead again and stroked your hair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hummed lightly and quickly found yourself drifting off again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Settling back, your thoughts turned to your home, did you have to go back? It really wasn't anything special.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sure it could have been better but, that's exactly what you had here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Better.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You managed to crack your eyes open, looking at the pony.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She had arranged herself on the bed next to you, and seemed to be content with watching you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was then your eyes drifted towards the fireplace on the opposite wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before the fireplace, there were several small stacks of what looked like paperwork.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And a small wool blanket.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Had she even slept properly?</span><br />&quot;Celestia? Did you even sleep...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's that?&quot; She turns follows your look and understands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh. Oh, I did, just there... I had work to do last night.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now you felt guilty.</span><br />&quot;You slept on the floor?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pony looked up at the roof, a little embarrassed, &quot;It does happen occasionally, but I will say admit that last night was the first time I ah... did it purposefully.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You frowned at her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seemed to read your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I didn't think you would be comfortable sharing a bed with me, Anon. You barely know me, after all.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The last part struck you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You barely knew her, yet you felt guilty for taking her bed from her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were shocked more to realise that you wouldn't have minded her being in the same bed with you.</span><br />&quot;Celestia, I...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia watched you oddly as you paused, her voice soft and quiet, &quot;Yes, Anon...?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm... erm... Okay with sharing...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A little smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared on Celestias face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It looked just a little bit mischievous</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay with sharing what, sweetie?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was making this uncomfortable and she knew it, but you loved her for it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was sweet.</span><br />&quot;W-With... sharing a, um... bed...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;she stroked your hair back and kissed your forehead, &quot;Thanks sweetie, the floor was a tad uncomfortable... Now go back to sleep, it's far too early for you to be up.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nodded and yawned, settling back into the warmth as Celestia straightened the sheets and brought them up to your chin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smirked and only pretended to sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia stayed with you for a moment before heading back to her paperwork.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder how much paperwork she went through each day</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia levitated a pair of reading glasses on, bringing her work before her, she began to work quietly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You somehow found it relaxing to watch her work, and quickly found yourself drifting off again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't care much.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You find yourself staring at the ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a nice ceiling, but you wondered why you were staring at it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You realised that you were awake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sitting up, you looked around and threw the covers off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where are the rest of your clothes?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ask this of yourself because you see that you're only wearing pants. Your shirt and shoes and jacket are all gone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia is not in the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, Celestia isn't here... Don't panic, don't panic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're only half naked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You panicked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There wasn't anyone else in the room, so you felt okay with walking around.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of all the places to go, you went to the window and leaned on the balcony.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Vertigo immediately assaulted you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Keep it together, Anon, you can't be afraid of heights if your caretaker has wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You managed to calm yourself down enough to really observe the landscape. It was peaceful, serene, a literal paradise.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You saw a rainbow acting as a waterfall in the distance.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Trippy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wondering where Celestia went, you made your way back to the bed and sat on the edge, looking around the room quietly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was spartan.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The most entertaining thing in the room was a bird perch, which currently had no bird on it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While speculating what kind of bird Celestia had, you didn't notice a grey speck against the sky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Birds ate seeds right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The speck slowly grew larger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wondered what kind of seeds it would eat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The speck was flying erratically.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is that ash on the perch?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The speck turned into the figure of a distant pegasus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What could possibly set a bird perch on fire?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pegasus suddenly crash landed in the room and skidded to a halt, it's rear in the air and its muzzle buried in the carpet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It groaned.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You yelped and jumped under the covers to hide your half naked body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Delivery for, Anon...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Who are you?! Why...?&quot; You crashed! Are you alright?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cautiously came out from under the covers and approached the pegasus.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She groaned and got up, shaking her head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She managed to get up and turn to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You barely managed to stop yourself from cringing when you saw her eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her left eye managed to look at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her right eye however...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, it seemed fixated on the wall behind you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're Anon, right? I have a delivery for you!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Delivery? You don't remember ordering anything.</span><br />&quot;Uh, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pony turned her head and nudged around in her saddlebag, pulling a small parcel out and holding it out to you with her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking it off her, you noticed that it seemed to sag a bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Clothes?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hoped so.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sign here please.&quot; She was holding out a clipboard to you with her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her crossed eyes only made her look cuter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You took the pen and, not knowing what else to do, you signed your name in the box.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thanks, Anon! The Princess wanted me to get this to you right away.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia sent this?</span><br />&quot;Where exactly did she send these from?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Downstairs!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blinked at her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Was she serious?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stranger things have happened, you shrugged it off.</span><br />&quot;Thanks, I guess. Are you sure you're alright...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ditzy! My names Dizty, everyone just calls me Derpy though.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hadn't asked for her name, but you guess it was good to know anyway.</span><br />&quot;Okay, Derpy. Thank you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Derpy saluted, which looked odd on account of her eyes, and promptly flew off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked out the window and watched her fly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hoped she would be alright.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mysterious package from Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You seriously hoped it was your clothes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Opening it, your eyes widened with glee as you saw your clothes, neatly folded and best of all...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Clean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You read the note attached.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dear Anon, sorry that I took your clothes, but they needed to be washed. I'm afraid I also took them to my seamstress to get the measurements in case your stay here is longer than anticipated.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;P.S, please make sure miss Hooves doesn't hurt herself.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Bit late for that...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly got dressed and sat on the edge of the bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She didn't tell you where she had gone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time for exploration.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stone faced guards</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stone faced guards everywhere</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were afraid you were going in circles until you realised that you weren't</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The guards all looked very much the same</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Were they clones?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd stop and ask one but they looked so menacing with their cute little spears</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were probably clones, you'd have to ask Celestia about that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It wasn't long until you found that your path had inadvertently led to the kitchens</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quicken your pace and move past</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt the eyes of the cook drilling into your back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did that guy ever leave the kitchens?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another question for Celestia</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were piling up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were brought to a halt as a purple pony reared up and placed her forehooves on your chest, staring squarely at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A wild pony appeared!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! Hey, have you got time for questions now?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilights body weight drove you back against the wall as she pinned you there, grinning</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You remembered the scroll</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, you don't want this</span><br />&quot;Kind of...? I was looking for Celestia, I have a few questions of my own.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She frowned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to hold your ground and shook your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I can take you to Celestia...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn you, pony</span><br />&quot;Okay... But we go to Celestia first!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She jumps away from you and trots off, clearly expecting you to follow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With nothing better to do, you figure why not? It could be fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe Celestia could save you from that scroll Twilight had prepared</span><br />&quot;So, Twilight... Do you live here in the castle?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, no, no I don't. Well, I do sometimes, but I mostly live in Ponyville since it's closer to my friends.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aww, she refused to live in a castle so that she could be with her friends</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You liked this pony</span><br />&quot;Also because it's a library!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lived in a library</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wonderful</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bet she really liked books</span><br />&quot;I suppose you must like books a lot to want to live in a library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight turned back to you, still moving forwards, &quot;Yep! To me, books are.. are...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good? They're magnificent!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She began to explain to you exactly how good books were.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was still expounding on books and 'the magic of friendship' when you arrived in what she called 'The Royal Canterlot Archives'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Neat</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another library</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The one good thing about this library was the pony sitting at a desk, her muzzle buried in a tome, the desk itself piled high with papers and books</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked over the lip of the book, her eyes lighting up behind her glasses as she saw you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God she was cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! Good morning, sleep well?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I did.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight moved up to the desk and snagged a book, her eyes wide as she sat down and started reading it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You guess she liked books more than asking you questions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were relieved</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For her part, Celestia abandoned her work and came over to you, sitting in front of you and hugging you to her barrel</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You even moved forward into it before she'd even sat down</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll keep my promise, Anon. I'll find you a way home.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth to object but shut it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The moment would not be ruined</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you hugged for a moment more and Celestia went back to her work</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You asked if there were any books you could entertain yourself with</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah, yes, I think some of our older works of fiction are around, Twilight, could you find them for him?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight beamed and nodded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And so the days passed for you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would read in the library while Celestia worked</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometimes you would go and wake Luna in the late afternoon and spend time with her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometimes you were cornered by Twilight, who then forced you to answer at least five questions from her list at any one time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At then end of your day, you would retire to Celestias room</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would wake up each time she raised the sun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would go back to sleep as she got back in the bed to snuggle you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Days turned to weeks, and weeks soon turned to months</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And then to years, but still Celestia worked hard to find you a way home</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After three years, you finally walked over and flicked Celestias book shut</span><br />&quot;Mom, stop this.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked up, eyes wide, &quot;What did you just call me?&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were as shocked as she was, why had you called her that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You punch yourself internally, you knew exactly why.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Never once had you referred to your foster mother that way, and you couldn't remember your birth mother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia was the closest thing you had to a mother now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you swiftly found that, despite her being a completely separate species from your own, you didn't mind in the slightest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For three years she'd looked after you, and for three years, you'd loved her as a mother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You guess that it'd just taken this long for you to come out and say it to her face.</span><br />&quot;Mom, I...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;There it is again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked at you with concern, you knew her well, she probably felt guilt for your attachment to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sighed and straightened, pulling the tome away from her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She didn't resist, her hooves just slid off the book as you set it aside.</span><br />&quot;Mom, you don't need to keep looking, my home is here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked up at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It... It isn't, Anon, I'm not your mother... I can't be... you have a mother already waiting for you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn it.</span><br />&quot;Mom.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold her hooves and she tries to look away, but can't.</span><br />&quot;I had a foster mother, it's not the same thing, there was no real love there. I hadn't ever really had that kind of relationship.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You made her look at you, her eyes were teary.</span><br />&quot;Not until you... Please... Tell me i'm not mistaken.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighed and sat back in her seat, moving away from you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This made you frown.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She then levitated you up and against her, hugging you tightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're not, Anon. I love you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart soars.</span><br />&quot;I love you too, Mom.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hugging her tightly, you just pressed you face into her coat and sat quietly, you didn't need to say anything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia already knew.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I hope we can still spend time in the library though.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smiled.</span><br />&quot;We'd better.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia hummed and snuggled you almost endlessly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't mind at all, in fact, you welcomed it.</span><br />&#160;<br />&quot;Mom?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, sweetie?&quot;</span><br />&quot;We've been here for a while.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She didn't stop snuggling.</span><br />&quot;Don't you have a kingdom to run?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mommy has a little colt to cuddle.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You huffed.</span><br />&quot;I'm not that young anymore...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't care, sweetie, you'll always be my little colt.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She squeezed you tighter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was really into this it seemed.</span><br />&quot;Thanks, I think.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's nothing sweetie.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Mind if I go and visit Luna?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, you're staying with me.&quot; She kept you pressed firmly against her barrel and started nuzzling the top of your head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You got the feeling that this was your life now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Snuggled to death by sun horse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There were worse ways to go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually, you did manage to escape from her clutches, but only after swearing to meet up with her for dinner later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt bubbly inside as you proceeded towards the Lunar wing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stopped by the kitchens and nicked an apple.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The head chef still didn't like you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apple in hand, you continued on</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without even knocking, you entered Luna's room, stuck a finger in your mouth, and proceeded to place it in Luna's ear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her ear twitched</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You kept your finger in there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She squealed and jumped up, looking around blearily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Who goes there?! Who dare disturbs my... Anon!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She glared at you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know how much I hate that.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grinned and shrugged.</span><br />&quot;It's the best way to wake you up.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She levitated you up and hung you upside down.</span><br />&quot;Damn it, Luna! Put me down!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggled, &quot;Apologise.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Never.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Enjoy your life upside down, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I suppose you'll never get this apple then.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You waved it in her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Always come prepared to deal with Luna. Always.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her nostrils flared as she smelled it, and her eyes settled on the fruit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You waved it before her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tracked it.</span><br />&quot;Put me down.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Curse you, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She dropped you on the bed and took the apple from you, sitting back against the headboard as she held the apple reverently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She really did like apples.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Too much sometimes.</span><br />&quot;So... The strangest thing happened today.&quot;<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She took a bite out of the apple, enjoying herself immensely as she sucked the juices from it.</span><br />&quot;I called Celestia 'Mom'.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasped and stared at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Finally! Do you know how long she's been dreaming about that? Years, Anon, years!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'd say it's worse than her paperwork dreams, but it's not.&quot;</span><br />&quot;She dreams about paperwork?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not since you got here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She really cared about you that much?</span><br />&quot;I don't know what to say, I guess I shouldn't be surprised, since it was an effort to escape from her snuggling.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna munched the apple, &quot;She was always the cuddly sort as a filly&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nodded and leaned back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So... I guess that kinda makes me your Aunt now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmm, she was right</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wondered if the next piece of paperwork Celestia went over would be adoption forms</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I find your lack of response disturbing...&quot;</span><br />&quot;You'd make a great Aunt, Luna.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She beamed happily and finished off her apple, tossing the core out the window</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Litterer, you said</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess, she said</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just... treat my sister right, okay? She really loves you.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You care about her a lot.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She snorted, &quot;That too, I just don't want to see her mope about because her human child got mad at her.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pondered this</span><br />&quot;Why would I ever be mad at her.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It was hypothetical, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lit up the cone on her head and got out of her bed, moving to brush her mane out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Since I'm up, you want to raid the kitchens again?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bit back a laugh</span><br />&quot;You just ate.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;One apple is not enough!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, you</span><br />&quot;Luna, normally I'd say apples are healthy, but I've rarely seen you eat anything else.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She levitated her crown into place and stepped into her hoof guards.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;At least I don't gorge on cake!~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked away, embarrassed, over the years, you'd developed a fondness towards cake because of your proximity to Celestia</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna had taken the opportunity to tease you about it since</span><br />&quot;Fine. Let's just go already. I think the larder got a new shipment of apples from sweet apple acres today.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna beamed.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That day had only gotten better, the chef had finally caught you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He had that damn spoon of his.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna had already bailed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The traitor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The 'better' part came in the form of Mom coming to your rescue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She managed to pull you aside from your imminent beating for paperwork.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was officially adopting you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The gesture made your heart melt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd told her that a piece of paper was hardly needed to confirm what you had between you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She said she wanted the nation to know.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were apprehensive about that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Over the years, more and more ponies learnt of your existence from their media, their responses were... mixed, at best.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't poorly treated at the castle, they'd grown used to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometimes you even went down to Canterlot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also went to Ponyville once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was a strange day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Besides that, the scientific community of Equestria had wanted to study you, despite Twilight having published several papers about you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some of them feared and reviled you, but that was a minority.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were certainly vocal though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't afraid of any of that, you were afraid of what they'd think of Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pointed out all the good reasons that you shouldn't go through with this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shot them all down with nuzzles, wing hugs, and petting.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The petting was the worst.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly caved and signed the document.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was years ago now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Today, it was your fifteenth birthday.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never really wanted to make a big deal about your birthday, but Mom never had any of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna supported her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some ponies just wanted to watch the world burn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna was one of those ponies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;GOOD MORNING, ANON!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You startled, interrupted from your comic book as Cadence leered over you</span><br />&quot;Dammit, Pink!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggled and sat down beside you, &quot;What are you reading, Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Porn, now get out.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know I can't do that, Anon.&quot; She smiled sweetly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know what day it is.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You groaned and set the comic down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every year</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like clockwork</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn Candy ass, damn her to Tartarus</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, I know what day it is.&quot; She boops you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mom, was cuddly with you, you accepted that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hell, you even accepted snuggles from Luna on rare occasions.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But Cadence came around once a year and took it to a whole new level.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It annoyed you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knew it annoyed you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was great and all, fun.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you swear to Celestia...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cut off your train of thought with another boop.</span><br />&quot;Will you stop doing that Candy Ass?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're too quiet, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;No, you're too loud.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But it's your birthday, 'cousin', don't you want to spend your birthday with your favorite 'cousin'?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringed each time she put undue emphasis on the word cousin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You loved Cadence, but she could be annoying as hell.</span><br />&quot;Cadence, please... I just want to read my comic.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh! So it's a comic now?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cursed her soundly as she abused her cone to take your comic away, poking her muzzle between the pages.</span><br />&quot;I hate you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't, really.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No you don't.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knew you didn't hate her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slapped her candy ass and left her with your comic, walking down the hall to Celestia's bedchambers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without preamble, you pushed the door open and crawled into bed with Celestia.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wordlessly pulled you against her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew that she'd heard everything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good morning, sweetie. It's a bit early to be up isn't it?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Can... Cadence, Mom. Cadence.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggled and pulled you closer, &quot;I know.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's behind this, you knew it, she did this to get you to come to her.</span><br />&quot;Mom, why do you have to do this to me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't understand what you mean, Anon. All I want is for you to enjoy your birthday.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gave her a skeptical look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It would have had more weight if you weren't currently surrounded by her wings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, give her a break, Anon. She just wishes she got to babysit you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were glad she never did.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She kisses your forehead, &quot;So, what does my little colt want to do today?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't a colt, and you weren't little.</span><br />&quot;I'd like to spend a quiet day in the library.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia grinned maliciously.</span><br />&#160;<br />&quot;But why?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to get off of Celestias back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lit up her cone and simply placed you back on her back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Because it is your birthday, and you're going to enjoy it, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I hate you sometimes.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She rolled her eyes, she knew exactly how untrue that was</span><br />&quot;Fine, can I at least walk? Pony rides got old years ago.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good point, It's almost a shame to disregard it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gave in and wrapped your arms around her neck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Truthfully, you don't think you could ever get over these things, you still slept with Mom sometimes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't care how weird it was</span><br />&quot;Can you at least... Not sing this year?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmm, very well, Anon. We'll refrain from singing.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spent the day tolerating your birthday, from birthday singing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mom lied</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To cake, which was honestly the only good thing about your birthday</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To Luna giving you an apple as a present, which you promptly returned to her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seeing her squeal with delight and devour the apple was a yearly ritual the two of you went through</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another book from Twilight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt you were beginning to enjoy them as much as she did</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cadence was actually cool this year. She gave you your comic back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All in all, you had fun, just like you did every year</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight managed to corner you later in the afternoon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy, question time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sighed internally</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon! Have time for some more questions?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smiled and turned to her</span><br />&quot;I always have time for you, purple. What five do you have for me today?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just one, actually..&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Huh</span><br />&quot;You can't be running out of questions Twilight.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm not, I just wanted know if you'd read that book yet</span><br />&quot;Uh, I did actually, pretty interesting.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You haven't have you?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I totally have!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight lit her cone up, a tingling sensation enveloping your body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Would they ever stop abusing their cones?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rolled your eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, you don't even have the book on you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I read a bit of it earlier?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, don't lie! I... hm.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She let you go and appraised you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing, Anon, don't worry.&quot;</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sat on the throne lazily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Princess?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked up as you saw Twilight poke her head through the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smiled and greeted her.</span><br />&quot;Twilight, I thought you had already left for Ponyville.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She entered and closed the door, making her way across the empty room to your throne.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I was just saying goodbye to Anon, but... I found something curious.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raised your brow at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon has traces of alicorn magic in his body, Princess, yours.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's odd, you don't remember having ever cast a spell on your precious little boy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apart from levitating him, but that didn't leave a magical trace</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decided that Twilight shouldn't have to worry about this, she could go to extreme lengths to solve a mystery</span><br />&quot;Yes, that was me, Twilight, a tracking spell...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You somehow managed a blush as you feigned a look of embarrassment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, okay then, I was just curious Princess, there's nothing shameful about wanting to know where your son is&quot;</span><br />&quot;Thank you, Twilight&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moved closer and gave you a nuzzle, which you promptly returned</span><br />&quot;I would very much like to talk more sometime, Twilight, but I do not wish to keep you from your friends.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nodded, &quot;I'll visit again soon, Princess.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And with that she left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your attention returned to Anon, and you got up, making your way to the Royal Canterlot Archives</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It didn't make sense</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How could he have a trace?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You entered some minutes later and sat down before your paperwork, the smell of paper and old books filling your nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You loved that smell</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It always brought you back to the past</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It gave you an idea</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stood again and moved over to the Starswirl wing, scanning frantically, perhaps there was a way you had cast a spell on him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly found Starswirls collected works on magical travel</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd checked most of this in an effort to find Anon a way back to his home, but your search had stopped when he'd told you that he didn't want to go</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apprehensively, you pulled down a few tomes and moved them over to the desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight had once sought these tomes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd hidden them the night before and left her one scroll to use.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't have allowed her to mess with the continuum after all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Starswirls work on time travel was far more detailed than anyone should ever know.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It took you some time, and reading through various theories and spells that were of no use to your current situation, but you found Starswirls completed spellwork for time travel.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good, now if only you knew what kind of spell you had cast on Anon, it might give you a clue as to why you had traveled back in time to cast a spell on him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was the only explanation that fit, you had never cast anything permanent on Anon, and there was only one of you, so it stood to reason that at some point, you had gone back and cast a spell on him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But what?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You set the book amongst your other paperwork and set off to lower the sun.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mom!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt your body impacted by a small mass and you lifted your wing and smiled at Anon.</span><br />&quot;Hello, sweetie, want to watch mommy lower the sun?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You loved it when he squirmed with embarrassment, he looked so adorable.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sure... Any place with a good view?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I think there's one nearby.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You levitated him to your back and scanned him subtly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight was right, there were traces of your magic in him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;An anchor spell?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;furrowing your brow you continued on, barely registering him hugging your neck as you moved.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had no idea why an anchor spell would be necessary at all, it wasn't even attached to anything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was just there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite your distraction, you managed to make a show of lowering the sun for Anon as you stood at the very edge of the wall</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt him lean around you head as he watched</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart swelled with love for him, this alien that had come into your life, and you knew then that whatever reason you'd cast a spell on him, it must have been with good intentions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You finished lowering the sun, and sat down with Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spent the afternoon with him</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Later that night, you found yourself playing a game with Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tycoon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon said it reminded him of a game called Monopoly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were losing horribly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon was a ruthless businesspony, you were so proud.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He did however, have a tendency to fall asleep during the time it took you to make a decision on whether or not you were going to buy a property.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smiled as you looked at Anon, you'd been debating whether or not you were going to purchase Marefare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He'd fallen asleep during those fifteen minutes.</span><br />&quot;Yeah... It's late, Anon.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lift him up with your magic and tuck him into your bed, kissing his forehead gently.</span><br />&quot;Sleep tight, sweetie.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You left the board where it was as you left your room silently, making your way back down to the Archives.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were going to figure out why you had cast an anchor spell on your son.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sitting before the book again, you opened it and scanned.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew the basic mechanics of Starswirls time travel spell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And only because you skimmed most of the theory.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Reading more carefully this time, you found notes written by Starswirl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Small things that anyone could overlook.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They theorised that travel outside of Equestrias reality was possible, but no normal unicorn could manage it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only a very select few unicorns could manage the spell, and even then, it was an effort to go back any great length of time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were also normally rooted to where they had cast the spell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight had managed to shift herself across Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now, you had never had any reason to travel in time, but you knew for certain that if Starswirls theories held up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd be able to travel to a point in time, outside Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slammed the book shut and shoved it off the table at the implication.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It had always been you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd brought him here, taken him from his home.</span><br />&quot;No... Why?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You already knew why, he was your son.</span><br />&quot;He isn't my son, I... I stole him...!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stared down at the book, your eyes teary.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Conflict roiled in your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Technically, you'd already committed the crime, but time was malleable, and you still had a choice.</span><br />&quot;I refuse to steal Anon from his home... I can't, I won't.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing changed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tartarus Celestia, all you have to do is swear to never bring Anon to Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He could live a normal life, among his own kind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would lose your precious little boy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And so your thoughts chased each other in circles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To keep your son, you would have to steal him from his reality.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you didn't you would lose all memory of him, everyone would.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found that you couldn't definitively say no.</span><br />&quot;Painful as it may be, I have to, it's not my right to decide.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;So ask Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, you couldn't, to him, you were his mother, he would choose to stay in a heartbeat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart leaped at that thought.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were disgusted with yourself, even if there was no real reason to be, this was a self propagating temporal loop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your future self stole Anon from his world because you couldn't bear to lose him, thus creating the attachment in the first place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Moving around the desk, you glared down at the book.</span><br />&quot;Damn you to Tartarus, wherever you are now, Starswirl. Luna told you not to mess with time magic!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even as you cursed him, you were thankful that he'd given you a way to have a son.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You picked up the book in your hooves and opened it back to the page you'd been on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Reading over the notes, you'd noticed that Starswirl had posited that all matter from any given reality was firmly rooted, and would simply phase back there after a time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That explained the anchor spell, that was Anons tether to Equestria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were even more disgusted with yourself</span><br />&quot;I cannot do this. It's... It's wrong, isn't it?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leaving him live a loveless childhood is wrong</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had no idea how you would travel to Anons world, but you had an idea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had to go back to where it started.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leaving the book where it lay, you got up and left.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You soon stood on the mountain top, the light drizzle dampening you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The burn circle on the ground where you had first found Anon had never faded over the years.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought it best if you began by standing within the circle, you didn't know how accurate the spell would be across realities.</span><br />&quot;For you, sweetheart, I'm doing this for you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You steeled yourself and began to charge your horn, arcs of lightning beginning to surround you , some of it dancing harmlessly across your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon was your son.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The energy charged, the area lit up brightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You loved him as if he were your own.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt everything go quiet as the lightning formed a sphere around you, the spell going still for a moment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't doing this for you, you were doing this for him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The spell discharged and you collapsed with fatigue, and you suddenly knew your time was limited in this world.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rain had stopped pattering on you and you looked up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a clear night, and you could smell summer on the wind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You seemed to be on a mountain, looking towards the horizon, you saw what seemed to be a coastal city.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was enormous, far bigger than any city Equestria could boast, its towers stretched far into the sky, their surfaces gleaming and reflecting the lights from the streets below.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were mesmerised.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shaking your head, you unfurled your wings and brought yourself into the sky, searching.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sighed in relief as you the glow of light from an isolated house on the mountain slope.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You angled downward and let yourself glide towards the source.</span><br />&quot;Mommy's coming, sw-sweetheart.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Landing stealthily and slowly approached the house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a simple affair, single story, unadorned, paint peeling from the out walls.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked down and saw a small dog sniffing at one of your hooves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Moving on, you levitated the door open and entered.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lit up your horn and scanned the house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two lives, yourself, and what you knew had to be Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They left him on his own?! A child?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What kind of parents were they?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You made your way deeper into the house, finding yourself in a small kitchen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A large white box caught your attention and you stepped up to it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It had notes stuck to it, and something about a 'to do' list.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shook your head and focused, you did not have long in this world.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Making your way down a hallway, you couldn't help but notice how bare the house was, there were barely any photos, and none of Anon, the furniture wasn't bad, but it was certainly old.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In your musing, you passed a door and stopped, turning back to it, you placed your hoof lightly on the wood.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The wood felt as insubstantial as the contents of the house.</span><br />&quot;Anon...?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quietly opened the door and looked in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart leaped to your mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There he was, sound asleep in his bed, the sheets tucked up to his chin, a small object in the corner that swept across the room, creating a breeze.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holding your breath, you came to the side of his bed and looked into his face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your sons face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to look away but couldn't.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was your last chance to stop, to leave him here, where he could live with his own kind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found yourself unconsciously tucking him in and laying a kiss on his forehead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a pointless act, the spell would take only him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you chose to cast it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Briefly, you worried if you would cast the spell wrong and send Anon somewhere far away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, Anon was already in Equestria, you had already succeeded.</span><br />&quot;Mommy's here to take you home, sweetie.&quot;<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You closed your eyes and held back your tears, this was something you were going to have to live with for the rest of your life.</span><br />&quot;You'll have friends, and ponies who'll love you...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He'd be the only one of his kind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, he was a pony at heart, he didn't belong here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He belonged with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Once more, you lit up your horn, small arcs of lightning building up around the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon, continued to sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put more energy into it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your horn glowed brighter as you placed the anchor spell on his body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon, the energy built to a crescendo and dissipated.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anons bed was empty.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sighed and sat down on it, looking around his room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had done it. Anon was in Equestria and your past self would quickly come across him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was finished.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your thoughts turned to his foster parents, and you briefly thought to leave a note.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly dismissed the idea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not like they would care a great deal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You did, however, pluck a feather from your wing and set it on his bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It did not matter what they would make of that, and you soon felt your spell begin to wear off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lightning began to dance along your limbs as you felt yourself being pulled back to your own reality.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lights appeared from outside the window and you stood there, watching a metal box like object approach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your spell wore off completely and you vanished in a flash of light.</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestias ceiling was always a nice thing to look at.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sat up and looked around, seeing the Tycoon board still on the floor.</span><br />&quot;I must have fallen asleep...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mom was always using cheap tricks like that, she'd probably stolen bits from you to pay for Marefare.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The door opened and you turned to look, seeing Mom standing in the doorway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She had an almost guilty look on her face.</span><br />&quot;Mom... what's wrong?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing, dear...&quot; She moved towards you slowly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was wet.</span><br />&quot;You're wet, tell me you didn't go out in the rain.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked down and pawed the floor, &quot;I had to... do something.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could read your mother well enough, and you knew enough to let it go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You got out of her bed and hugged her, pressing your face into her damp coat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fore her part, she simply lowered her head around your should and wrapped a wing around your back.</span><br />&quot;You should probably dry off, before you catch a cold.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You chuckled lightly, you had never known Mom to get sick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She let you go and kissed your forehead, moving off to her bathroom to dry herself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was acting so weird.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sat down on the bed and thought.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was an intense debate of whether you should go back to your own room and leave your mother alone with her thoughts, or stay and comfort her with... whatever it was.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hoped she'd be okay.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A moment later, she came out and settled on her back, quickly pulling you on top of her and wrapping her wings and forehooves around you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon...?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her behavior was beginning to concern you greatly.</span><br />&quot;Y-Yes, mom?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm afraid I've done some terrible things throughout my life and...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was new.</span><br />&quot;Mom, I...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She placed a hoof gently on your lips and you looked at her eyes, they were older than you'd ever seen them, haunted.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew what she needed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She removed her hoof and just looked up at you with a sad expression.</span><br />&quot;I forgive you, Mom, I love you...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiled a little and sniffled.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thank you sweetie, Mommy loves you too.&quot;</span></div></div>




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