Java Pony

((You are Anon))

“What do you mean another one? There are more?”

“It’s all over the news! There was a burned down house just on the west end, and when the wreckage was searched, they found a little pony! Just like, well, yours!

The room felt like it was closing in on you

“Jackie… Zip…”

Jackie shrunk to the size of your palm

You stuff her in your pocket and run to your car as fast as you can

The entire ride home felt like one big panic

You were constantly looking in your mirror to check if anyone was following you.

You run inside your apartment and instantly open your laptop

You don’t ever watch or read the news so you are never really in the swing of things.

You search up what you had heard about just a few minutes ago.

Sure enough it was everywhere

And it happened in your area

How did you net hear about this?

Then you see a picture of the poor thing, sealed away in a glass cage

A cute little blue pony

After about three minutes of looking at news stories, you see a new story pop up

There was already a news story for Jackie

Someone had even posted a video to YouTube

“What do we do now…”

“Well, Anon, I kind of want to meet this other pony.”

You look at Jackie with a firm but sympathetic expression on your face

“No.”

“W-what do you mean no?”

She sounded like she was going to cry

“Jackie, you see that?”

You point at the screen

“That... that is the last thing I want to happen to you.”

“But Anoooonn! People have already seen me! They have already seen you!”

“Yes I know! But-”

You honestly don’t have anything to say

You couldn’t have hid her forever

“Anon? Anon are you okay?” She says, concerned

“I don’t know what to do.”

She jumps on your lap and stands on her hind legs

“Come on Anon! It’s worth a shot, just take me out there like a pet!”

“No…”

She leans in to give you a kiss

“Screw off!”

You push her off of your lap

She lands on the floor

“A-Anon?” She whimpered

“I’m going to bed, goodnight Jackie.”

You slam your door, leaving her in the living room.

((You are Jackie))

You crawl onto the couch, curl up, and start to cry

You notice the strange wetness forming in your eyes

“Oh that’s right…”

You grab an archive

After a few minutes of sobbing on the couch, you grab Anon’s laptop and start surfing the internet

You then realize something

You are a computer that can pretty much do anything if given the right software

You research operating systems

Linux

Linux Linux Linux

But apparently one does not simply choose ‘Linux’

You research many distros

Enterprise Support! Just what you needed

You download CentOS and install it onto yourself

“Perfect.”

You purge yourself of your sadness

Instead you now hold a sense of determination

The ‘Get out of my fucking way’ kind of determination

You connect to Anon’s wifi

“You aren’t keeping anything from me.” You whisper

You begin to dig through all of Anon’s news history

You trace back every single image that had been uploaded

You start to try and hack your way into the news server

You must have been at it for hours

Anon came out of his room and walked to the bathroom

He stopped, turned around, and stared directly at you amongst your hundreds of windows projected around the room

“What are you doing?...” He says blearily

“Entertaining myself.”

Anon walks over to you

You promptly stop projecting and sort of cower

To your surprise, he picks you up and carries you back into his room

“I can’t stay mad at you… I’m sorry Jackie… I just, this is too much for m-”

You silence him with a kiss

“I’m fine Anon, I have something for us to do in the morning.”

You finished downloading the location of the photos taken of that… other pony

You curl up on Anon’s bed, and drift off to sleep, anxious for sunrise...