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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Anon_becomes_an_owl._in_Equestria._OiE.">Anon becomes an owl. in Equestria. OiE.</span><a href="Anon_becomes_an_owl._in_Equestria._OiE.#/editor/1" title="Edit section: Anon becomes an owl. in Equestria. OiE." 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 />Note: I wrote this between the hours of <span class="nu0">2</span> and <span class="nu0">8</span> in the morning so it's kind of all over the place.<br /><br />Prompt:<br />Congratulations!<br />You are now in possession of a Mirror.<br />Now you may be asking, &quot;Why the fuck would I want a Mirror?&quot; Well shut the fuck up and sit down you impatient mong, I'm going to explain why.<br />You see, Within this mirror, is a portal, and if you know anything about /mlp/, that portal leads to Equestria. Great, right?.<br />Well let me tell you a little something about this mirror, Because there's always a catch, isn't there? This mirror was created long ago by humans trying to harness the power of the gods through long forgotten magic, How did humans have magic you ask? Why by the magic of friendship of course! and how did that magic come into existence? Shut the fuck up.<br />Back on topic about this mirror's curse, The curse is that you may enter, But it's not clear how or where what you will come out once you emerge the other side.<br />You could end up your normal human self with all your limbs and your dick In tact. but the magicians of old weren't as talented as we might want to believe, they couldn't figure out how to make you a human consistently, so you could be anything , A pony, A griffon, Hell, you could even end up being a useless animal that even Fluttershy wouldn't care for.<br />But my question for you, My dear Anonymous, Is would you take the chance of going through the mirror to Equestria, Even if would mean you wouldn't know what would possibly happen to your body on the other side?<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&gt;27671306</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be anon at home</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you snort a little as you reply to a thread on /mlp/</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it's winter and it's fucking cold</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you wrap your blanket a little tighter around yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you hear a rap on your front door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;uhhhh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you slowly extract yourself from the blanket and tip toe downstairs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it's like 4am, who the hell would be knocking at this time?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you open the door and peek out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;nobody</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you're about to close the door when you realize there's a large flat package leaning against the fence on your front porch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you scan the yard and street</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;still no one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you shrug and approach the package, lifting it from the ground</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you wince a little, surprised by its weight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;looking over your shoulder one more time you push through the front door and lower the package to the floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A small note flutters to the ground and you pick it up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Have fun, mongo! -GAPT&quot;</span><br />&quot;What the fuck?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;your brow furrows at the note, and you tear at the paper wrapping of the package.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;inside you find a... mirror?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it's around three feet tall, two feet wide</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and there's another note affixed to the mirror with scotch tape</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you tear it away and read it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;MUAHAHAHA! I, the Great and Powerful Trixie, have bestowed upon you this mirror. But it is no ordinary mirror. It doubles as a portal to Equestria. The catch is that I have no idea how your body will be reformed on the other side.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cringe a little at the writing and look up again, scanning the room</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;is this a joke?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You continue reading</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Will you take the plunge? Or will you go back to your comfortable cocoon upstairs? The choice is yours, faggot.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you laugh a little at the end and set the note on the ground</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;sure that this is all a big joke, you decide to touch the mirror anyway</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;to your surprise, the mirror seems to welcome your touch as your fingers slowly stretch through its surface</span><br />&quot;FUCK&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;you tear your hand away from the mirror and stare at your fingers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;when you had touched the mirror, you had felt a slight pain at your fingertips</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;almost like they had been stretched, or flattened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it hadn't hurt very much, it was just... unpleasant</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;more cautiously this time, you bring your fingers to the mirror and press a little firmer against its surface</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you get the same feeling, though not as bad since you expect it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it really feels like your hand is being stretched. or bent. or flattened. maybe all of the above.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;again, you withdraw your hand and see no noticeable change</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you wriggle your digits and watch them, everything feels normal</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a little braver now, you plunge your hand in to the elbow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the feeling is quite intense, similar to when a hand that had fallen asleep regains circulation</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you keep pushing up to your shoulder but stop before the mirror consumes your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your mind returns to your computer upstairs, to the anons</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;what would they want me to do?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the answer is clear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;fuck it, you think to yourself, plunging your head into the mirror</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your stomach turns over in shock as your head falls prey to the same feeling that had previously been contained to your arm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your head swims in the ether</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you can still feel your knees on the floor in your house, but the top half of your body seems almost afloat, completely ungrounded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you sink further into the mirror until more of you has passed the border than remains behind</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;suddenly this change in balance seems to suck you in, and it feels like you've fallen into some depthless well</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you cannot see anything, and feel a constant sensation of falling</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you feel your limbs contorting uncomfortably</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;bright lights suddenly shimmer in your vision, though you seem to sense that they are coming from your mind as opposed to your eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a cacophony of noise crashes against your ears, rising and lowering in volume like a wave</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;then</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;suddenly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it stops.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you feel warmth on your body and risk peeking out one of your eyelids</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you detect some light, but it seems to be filtered through something, almost like you're looking through a thick camera filter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;using minuscule muscles you didn't know you had, you lower the second eyelid and take a look around.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;blue sky</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;bright sun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;too bright</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you snap the eyelids shut</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;okay, so I can see, you mutter in your mind</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you take stock of the rest of your body, twitching muscles here and there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it doesn't feel like you're missing any limbs...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;if anything, there seem to have been additions to your anatomy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;braving another glimpse, your force both eyes open and roll off your back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;coughing a little, you try to raise yourself to your feet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your arms, however, are not being cooperative</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you look down and, suddenly, your stomach feels as though it's dropped out of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a brown wing now sits where your arm should have been</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your mind returns to the note on the mirror</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;so I'm... a bird?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you do your best to staunch the rising panic and try to remain constructive</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you put a little weight on the wing and gently lift yourself to your feet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you look down and see six taloned toes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;what the fuck what the fuck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you decide that you need a mirror and quick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;awkwardly you shuffle forward, taking stock of the world around you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your eyes are assaulted by the palette of bright colours</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;this is nothing like earth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;earth was never this...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;colourful?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the green trees, their brown trunks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;everything seems to &quot;pop&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you see what looks like a pond ahead and carefully walk to the edge of the water</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;taking a deep breath, you gaze down at the water's surface</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;pic related</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;an owl??</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you swivel your head to get a better look at yourself and notice that you can turn it in an almost complete circle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the size of your eyes also kind of freaks you out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you give your wings an experimental flap and almost fall in the water as a result</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;alright, so I'll have to learn how to fly, you think to yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you turn around and look for a landmark, any evidence of civilization</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;if the note was to be believed then this should be Equestria</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you marvel at how much the transformation improved your vision</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;after scanning the treeline you see what look like buildings in the distance</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ponyville perhaps?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you waddle forward, unable to think of anything else to do</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;if this is indeed Equestria, then you'd like to see some ponies</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;time passes as you walk, your diminished stature making the journey much longer than you had anticipated</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you've found that if you flap your wings as you walk, you can get a tiny bit of lift to push yourself forward</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you're not exactly speedy, but it's an improvement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you pass a group of bushes and emerge from the wood into what seems to be a village</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;as you take in your surroundings, a few buildings catch your eye</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sugarcube Corner!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and in the distance you see what could only be Twilight's castle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you push yourself forward with renewed vigor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the thought of seeing your favourite pony sets your heart aflutter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the sheer fucking insanity of this whole situation will be remedied if you just get a glimpse of her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;as you scamper across the ground, you see your first ponies</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;they look at you with curiosity, no doubt wondering why an owl was walking rather than flying</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you pause and look back at them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you feel some other worldly weight lift from your chest</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you were really here, you had made it to Equestria</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;how many times had you dreamed of this happening?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;granted, in your dreams you had been a human</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but the knowledge that you're here, in Equestria, among the ponies whom you've watched on so many lonely nights...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it feels amazing</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you give the ponies as wide a smile as your beak will allow and continue on your way</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;when you arrive at the castle, you are faced with two huge doors, much heavier than you can open with your little wings</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the thought occurs to you that you can wait until someone leaves or enters the castle, and then just sneak in after them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you scamper to a nearby bush and climb to the top</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;from this vantage point you turn your head left and right hoping to spy an approaching pony</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;not one in sight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you decide to try your new voice while you wait</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;all things considered, you're in a pretty good mood</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you sing the first few lines from Winter Wrap Up as loud as you can</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;all that comes from your beak is a series of loud 'hoos'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you suppose you should have seen this coming</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you utter a few curse words, but again all you hear is &quot;HOO hoo Hoo&quot;</span><br />//FUCK FUCK FUCK//, you yell<br /><span class="co4">&gt;maybe if Owlowiscious is home he'll hear me</span><br />//FUCKING FUCK, SUNBUTT SUCKS, RAPE RAPE RAPE//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;your yelling is cut off by a large thump to your side</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you cartwheel off the bush and hit the ground hard</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;coughing, you look up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;hovering above you, with a look of anger on his features, is Owlowiscious</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dude, shut up!&quot; he yells</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he speaks in variations of the phrase 'hoo' as well, but you can understand him</span><br />//I can understand you! And you can understand me!//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, no shit. I kind of wish I couldn't though. You can't talk like that in front of the castle.&quot;</span><br />//Sorry I was trying to get someone's attention.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Who?&quot;</span><br />//Anyone, really. I'm from another world and I need to speak with Twilight.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;the owl eyes you with obvious suspicion</span><br />//Look, I'm sorry about the swearing. I didn't know if anyone would be able to understand me.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;he lands beside you but his piercing gaze persists</span><br />//Well it worked, I managed to get your attention. The truth is that I have no idea what to do now that I'm here, and I thought the Princess of Friendship might be able to help.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;your conversation is interrupted by a little purple dragon emerging from the castle doors</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What are you yapping about, Owlowiscious?&quot; yells Spike</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Go fuck yourself,&quot; replies the owl</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not 'who', you dolt! What!&quot; the little dragon retorts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sorry, give me a second,&quot; says Owlowiscious, stepping away from you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spike, I need you to drop the retarded act and just go back inside for a bit, okay?&quot; says Owlowiscious, taking pleasure in the knowledge that Spike can only hear a string of 'hoos' in place of speech</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Gosh, it's always 'who this' and 'who that' with you, isn't it?&quot; replies Spike</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you clear your throat and add to the conversation</span><br />//Spike, you're a faggot and literally no one likes you.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh and it appears you've made a new friend. Just great!&quot; says the scaly dragon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious ignores Spike and walks over to you, offering a wing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you take it and pull yourself to your feet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I like you, kid,&quot; says the owl, throwing a wing around you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Follow me,&quot; he says, leading you through the doors</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You can't just bring any old animal you find on the street into the castle, you know,&quot; says Spike, haughtily</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious leaves your side and flies overtop the baby dragon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he swoops down and begins pelting him with blows from his wings</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike cries out in pain and collapses to the floor, trying in vain to shield himself from the storm of abuse</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;after about ten seconds of this, Spike's cries turn into resigned groans</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious stops his assault and lands near the dragon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he lifts Spike's face from the floor with his wing and shoots him an ice cold glare</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the dragon nods in understanding and the owl lets his head fall back to the floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious returns to your side and you continue into the castle, as Spike curls into a ball behind you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The feathers don't leave bruises. It's more the noise of the wings that scares him, I think,&quot; muses the owl</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you give each other the owl equivalent of a high five and head up the staircase to Twilight's chambers</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you can see from Twilight's face that she isn't understanding either you or Owlowiscious</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the story of how you got to Equestria is a little too complicated to communicate through gesture</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the princess's pet had done most of the &quot;talking&quot; as you had been too awestruck by the sight of your favourite pony to be of much use</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;finally, Twilight pipes up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Listen, I think it would be best if we had Fluttershy here. She could help translate your words, and then I'll be able to better help you,&quot; she says</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you and Owlowiscious nod in agreement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Great!&quot; replies Twilight, cheerfully. &quot;Owlowiscious, why don't you go fetch her?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the owl nods fervently and flies out the window, leaving you and the princess alone together</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you shift awkwardly on Twilight's desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;thankfully the pony breaks the silence by grabbing a book and setting it down beside you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she pulls a chair up to the desk and begins to examine you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;While we're waiting, why don't we see what species of owl you are?&quot; suggests the princess</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she lifts your wing and analyzes the pattern on your feathers, cross-referencing it with images in her book</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the feeling of her hooves gently gliding over your feathers is amazing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she notices you leaning into her touch and smiles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, aren't you affectionate,&quot; she says with a smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you smile with your beak and press your feathered cheek against hers, wrapping your wings about her neck in a hug</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight giggles a little at this and hugs you back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;though precious few of your fantasies with Twilight had been platonic, this is still very nice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she ruffles the feathers on your head with her magic and continues studying you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the two of you continue in this way until a tapping sound on the windowsill draws your attention</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious sits perched at the window and nods toward the door</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight looks over in time to see Fluttershy step through the doorway</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fluttershy! I'm glad you could make it! Here's our new feathered friend,&quot; says Twilight pointing to you with her hoof</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the timid yellow pegasus approaches the desk and her eyes light up as she gets a better look at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight begins: &quot;I double checked my book on ornithology and he's a-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Great horned owl!&quot; shouts Fluttershy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes!&quot; replies Twilight, pleased by her friend's enthusiasm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy rests her forehooves on the table and looks at you with curiosity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you look to Owlowiscious and he gives you a reassuring wink</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you take a deep breath</span><br />//Hi, Fluttershy. My name is Anon.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hi, Anon,&quot; she replies, eyes lighting up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the ability to communicate with a pony comes with a flood of relief</span><br />//I came here from another world using a portal. When I arrived here, I was in the body of an owl. I have no way of explaining how the portal worked as I'm not sure myself. What I do know is that I'm happy I'm here! Being in Equestria has been a dream of mine for a long time... Now that I'm here...//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;you pause for a moment</span><br /><br />//I'd like to stay if I can. I could help out in the castle library to earn my keep. Or do other chores. I'd just really love to stay.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy closes her eyes as she organizes this information in her head, and then relates it to Twilight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the princess nods throughout the story and then looks to you with a smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think that arrangement would work nicely!&quot; she says, elated. &quot;And you must tell us more about the portal, Anon. As much as you can remember!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you place a wing against your chest and bow, happy to oblige</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the months that follow pass swiftly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is more than happy to have you stay in her castle, but she has you on a tight chore schedule</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the work doesn't bother you though</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you're just happy to be spending so much time with her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;one winter afternoon you find yourself helping Owlowiscious shelve some books in the castle's library</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;after finishing a cart of books, the two of you fly up to a perch for a break</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious had been kind in helping you figure out your wings</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the ability to fly had opened up a plethora of new chores to do in the castle, but it also came with unmatched freedom of movement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you look back on your human days with nostalgia but also a little pity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;once learned, the ability to fly was simply something you could not do without</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, how are things going with you and the Princess?&quot; asks Owlowiscious with a wink</span><br />//Oh, shut up, it's not like that.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bullshit,&quot; replies the owl. &quot;I've seen the way you look at her.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you concede this point</span><br />//Fine, but I'm an owl and she's a pony. It's impossible.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;the owl shrugs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't know, man, these ponies can be pretty freaky.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you shift on your perch as thoughts of the things you'd do with Twilight fill your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;these thoughts, however, are interrupted by the appearance of a certain purple dragon in the library doorway</span><br />//Whoa, retard alert!//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious swivels his head and spots Spike at the entrance</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Have you lazy birds finished the shelving yet?&quot; asks Spike</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious snaps his wings open to their full span</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike yelps and covers his face in anticipation of the beating to come</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is the coast clear, Anon?&quot; asks Owlowiscious</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you scan the room</span><br />//It's clear.//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious propels himself from the perch and dive bombs Spike</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not the feathers! Please, Celestia, not the feathers!!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a whirlwind of blows comes down upon Spike faster than his reflexes can react</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the loathsome lizard tries to protect himself but to no avail</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;eventually he gives up and lies on the ground like a slug, accepting his lot in life</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you glide down to the floor as Owlowiscious ends the beating</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;after exchanging a high five, you and your friend waltz out of the room</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;later that night, with the chores done, you fly to your perch to get some sleep</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Owlowiscious joins you and pokes you in the side</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you open your eyes and turn to him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he motions toward Twilight's chambers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why don't you stay up with the Princess tonight?&quot; he suggests</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you look at him in surprise</span><br />//I'd love to but isn't it your job?//<br /><span class="co4">&gt;he smiles and nudges you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Consider it a gift, Anon,&quot; he replies with a wink, and practically pushes you off the perch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you smile and take off, gliding down the hall and through the entrance of Twilight's study</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh hi, Owlowis-&quot; the Princess begins</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh? Anon?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you land on her desk and bow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well I suppose you can keep me company too,&quot; she says happily, cracking open a thick book</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you nod and open a book of your own, settling in beside her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the two of you burn the midnight oil in silence, save for the sounds you make as you turn to a new page</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;finally, Twilight speaks up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know, Anon... I'm really glad that you came to us.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turns from her book and looks at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think it's helped Owlowiscious a lot. He and Spike don't always get along, so it's helped for him to have a close friend. Especially one of his own species.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you nod as the Princess continues</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And it's been nice having another friend in the castle to help out with chores.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she reaches down and pets your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your eyes practically roll back, it feels so good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thank you for staying up with me tonight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you hop from the floor up to her desk and wrap her in a tight embrace (something you know Owlowiscious doesn't do)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she giggles and hugs you back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your mind turns to all the fantasies of her you had back on earth, the mountains of images you had saved on your computer</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you push all that aside</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;for now, this is more than enough</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the two of you break the hug and she returns to reading her book</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you fly across the room and return with a stool in your talons</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you gently place it by Twilight's chair and peek up over the desk at her book</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she looks at you and smiles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;as the two of you read, you catch yourself staring at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the warm glow of the lamplight bathes her features</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and you realize that you've never felt this happy before</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your heart feels full for the first time in many years</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you remember your old life on earth, and how the days and nights used to meld together</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;how you'd wake up and struggle to find a reason to get out of bed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;how you'd sit up at night, the light of your laptop illuminating your face, watching MLP - the only reprieve from the crushing monotony your life had become</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but now...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you wake up to each new day with relish</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and tonight you find the tables have turned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight sits at her desk, the light of the lamp dancing on her face, and...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she smiles at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she smiles because of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she is thankful for your company</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you shake your head a little, not wanting to let overthinking ruin the beauty of the moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you rest your head against Twilight and read with her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and for the first time you feel the warmth of true friendship in your heart.</span><br />FIN</div></div>




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