Anon POV

You walk down the empty streets of a town you don't recognize. The sky is pitch black and it is so late the street lamps have long been extinguished. The buildings hold no character to them other than being tall and blank. Not a single source of light can be seen. Coming from any of them. If you had to guess, you'd say you were in a city of some form. The buildings fit the form of ones such a London, or New York, or Berlin. Am I back on earth? Your question goes unanswered as you continue walking down the dark streets alone. It must too late even for all the tugs that plague a city, you are not hassled as you make your peaceful walk. You pass a few more buildings, all the same. If you didn't know any better, then you'd say the buildings were the same, each one more lifeless and dead than the last.

*CLASH* *CLANG* *CRUNCH*

Well, shit. You turn around slowly and are just able to make out the dim glint of the, overturned, metal trash cans. You look around for what may have caused it. But the darkness is too thick. The buildings are blocking out the moonlight and there isn't a light source nearby.

You hear the gentle 'Thud' of large footsteps and heavy breathing.Fuck this!

You turn and run down the endless, and thankfully straight, street. You run into a meadow of sort, some sort of city garden. You run up the closest hill and take in your surroundings. The moonlight is washing over this small park. On the other side of the park though, is not a city, it appears to be what you recognise as Ponyville. You take the initiative and run. You make your way across town the quiet 'thud' of your peruser’s footsteps in the distance, getting progressively more loud. You make a left and head up Sweet Apple Acres you run into the barn and place the locking bar on the door.

*THUD* *CRACK*

The door begins to crack and splinter with each bang, you try to hold it but it is futile. Whatever is on the other side of this door wants in. suddenly the banging stops. You look to one of the holes in the wall, nothing you remove the locking bar, though it has splintered into a new angle. And push the doors open, nothing, nobody, nopony, nothing.

“Anon?” You jump right out of your skin. Turning to face the intruder. A pony, the pink unicorn from yesterday, Rain? “Are you okay?” You nod.

“We need to get you home.” Bullseye moves in beside her.

“Fine then take me home.” She nods to him and he walks past you into the barn.

“What's going on?” You ask Rain

“We're here to take you home, to where you belong.” she says, glancing behind you

“What do you mean by that?” She gives you a suspicious look.

“We're taking you back to earth.” You turn to look for the other one but he is nowhere to be seen.

“Were you the ones banging on the door?” She nods. You look to Bullseye but he's not there. The barn is severely darker now. You cannot see him.

“Don't worry Anon, you just need to wake up.”

“What? You turn and she is gone just you and nobody else.

*Cccccrrreeeaaakkk*

That was the sound of wood being put under a lot of strain by weight. You turn around and look into the darkness. Nothing yet.....a pair of large glowing red eyes meet yours "Oh shit! " The eye grow closer until you can see the actual face of the creature glide out of the shadows. A massive wolf's face shows itself. You just stare at each other. You, too scared to move. It, just waiting for you to make this interesting. You back away slowly, it's just watching you. Then you can hear a low growl coming from it's throat. You turn and run as fast as you can down the hill, but He leaps at you claws extended. His Claws dig into your shoulders throwing you to the floor.

You shoot up in your bed with your chest heaving. A cold sweat drenching your body. "Well....that was new." You look to the window daylight seeps through the curtains and lays yellow lines across your floor. "I guess It's day time then" You go over and open the curtains. The sun apparently has risen and it was currently blinding your eyes. You look over to the cabenets to realize that you were pretty low on stuff so you would probably have need to stock up on supplies. You move downstairs and look in the cabinets, nothing. The fridge, nothing. the closet, nothing. You let out an irritated sigh. "Better make a list." You move over to the living area and find some parchment in one of the coffee tables and some ink. You notice a small wood-burning stove in the corner. Might want to get some wood for that as well.

You write down your supplies in a simple list.

Wood

Eggs

Meat (if possible)

Veggies

Cookbook

Writing supplies

Herbs

Better furni......

a strong odor cut's you from your thoughts. You take a sniff of your armpits and immediately recoil. Jesus H. Christ! Aactually check that. First things first. Shower and a shit.

Pinkie Pie POV

You bounce merrily down the road. With your basket full of party supplies. "Anon is going to have so much fun! We're gonna play pin the tail on the pony, have cupcakes, drink punch, everypony is going to be there And he can meet some new friends, it's gonna be sooooo much fun! You got Twilight and Rainbow Dash to hand out the invitations. You got Applejack to make some food for the party, and you got Fluttershy and Rarity to help make decorations. Which just leaves you to set up the party with the decorations you have just now.

You move over to the door and knock three times with your hoof....No response. You try again, a little more forcefully. “Hello! Anypony home!” you bellow at the door.

“Yeah!"

“Well open up silly! Your pal Pinkies here to partify your house!”

The door opens to reveal Anon. Though he looks very different. Mainly he doesn't have any clothes on apart from a small towel around his flank region and he is dripping wet. You just spend the next few moments taking in his appearance, trying not to blush. You didn't know why, but you felt you really shouldn't be seeing him like this. He notices of course.

“Eh sorry about this. I was in the shower when you caught me..-” This is starting to get awkward. “-...So....Come in! Come in. I'll just head upstairs to get dressed and you take a seat.”

You look at him confused as you take a seat in one of the green sofas. “Why do you need to get dressed? Can't we just talk as you are?” his face seems to redden. As he avoids eye contact.

“Well, you see, we humans don't really, not wear clothes. We only go naked when cleaning ourselves or in...intimate...situations. The only reason I'm not wearing clothes is because I was just taking a shower.” he still refuses to meet your gaze.

“Why?”

“What?”

“Why do humans wear clothes?”

“Well......I don't know. I guess it started as beneficial for survival in earlier times and it just became a social norm. I don't know, I just feel comfortable wearing clothes in public. That's all.”

he walks up the stairs as you take in what he said. "Wearing Clothes all the time? That's just weird. " You look around the living space you were seated in. There were two sofas facing each other with a coffee table in the center. In one corner there is a single chair and in the other, a stand for cloaks. There was a small wood burning stove across from the coffee table next to the sofas.

You stand up and go look around the kitchen. Inside there is a stove, some kitchen appliances, a sink, an icebox, four large overhead cupboard and four large under-counter cupboards and a small table with seat cushions for dining. You look inside the icebox and see nothing, just completely empty. you look in all eight cabinets, same luck.

You hear Anon return from upstairs. “Anon, you really need to stock up on food. There is nothing here for you to eat.”

“Yeah, I know I was going to go to the market today and buy some supplies for the house.” he walks into the kitchen and you take in his appearance. He is now sporting some tough looking grey material which completely covers his legs and navy blue baggy material hung over his midsection and....what are those called?.." Fore-legs?" You notice there is something else under the baggy garment which seems a little tighter. He also sports some black hard looking material wrapped around his lower hooves. He notices your staring and looks himself over.

“Like what you see?” He gives you a smirk.

“Those don't look like any clothes I've ever seen before.”

“Well...Duh, I am an alien from another world with a completely different physiology to ponies.” He gestures to his legs with his weird hooves.

“These are jeans" He grips his baggy top and lowers the seal at the center. “This,-” he motions to the tighter garment underneath. “is a tee-shirt" He then motions to his baggy garment. “This is a hoody." he motions to his lower hooves. “Those are shoes.” he gestures to the top of his jeans. “and under here are my underwear. For more personal comfort, you got to get me pretty drunk to see those, and here-” he lifts the bottom of his jeans to reveal some material worn under his shoe. “-are my socks.”

He stands straight again. “So there you have it. That is what I'm wearing at the moment.” You look at him blankly.

“That's a lot of clothes.” He sighs. And hangs his head.

“Yeah, it is. But it's my only set. What if I loose these ones? I might need to go around naked after all.” A light bulb goes off in your head as you get an idea.

“I know! You could go see Rarity!” He looks to you confused.

“Excuse me? How could Rarity help?”

“She could make you clothes, silly.”

“She knows how?”

“Well, duh, she's only the best Fashionista in Equestria!”

“Wait. Ponies have clothes?”

"He's just starting to ask stupid questions now. "

“Yes, but we don't really need to wear them all the time like you, but we do wear them at events such as parties, weddings, funerals, social gatherings, parties, fashion shoots, sporting events, and even parties!”

“Well, great I'll add Rarity to the list then.”

"List?"

He moves over to the coffee table in the living area and starts writing on a piece of parchment.

“What's that?”

“Shopping list. Remember I said I was going to go out for supplies.”

“Can I see! Please!”

“Well aren't you a Nosy Nelly?” he hands you the list. The writing is pretty scrappy and the ink is all blotched. If you didn't know any better you'd say he has never written before. As your eyes dart over the items, You get confused at a few of them. He had meat on the list! You knew he ate it and you were okay with that, but you still feel a little sick just thinking about it.

“Everything okay?” You nod hesitantly. “Good. do you think you could give me the names of a few vendors around Ponyville? I could use a head start.” You tear your eyes away from the list quickly and look to him.

“Well I don't think you can get meat anywhere in Ponyville, it's a little taboo here.” He just shrugs.

“Ah well, I had my suspicions. But what about others? I'm going to need a carpenter, a florist, an upholster and a few food vendors.” You nod, Visibly relieved that Anon reacted well with the knowledge that he couldn't have meat. "Wait why does he need a florist?"

“A florist? I don't really see the need for some flowers just now Anon.” he gives you a stern glare, that screams 'don't screw with me.' "Geeze okay definitely going with the flowers."

“There's the winter blossom on Saddle way, big basket of flowers for a sign, it's run by three mares, Roseluck, Daisy and Lily. If you need an upholster you can visit the quills and sofas shop on East Bridle Boulevard the stallion that runs the place is called Davenport and he has a daughter too called Quick Build and if you need food you should just head down the market. All the food vendors are there. But if you need anything sweet come to Sugarcube Corner on Mane Street. We have everything from cupcakes to cookies to muffins!” he has been jotting down all of this on his parchment. He looks up to you.

“This is fantastic Pinkie Pie! thank you.” You blush from the compliment.

“Oh, it's nothing.” You say, waving it off. He looks up.

“One more thing? Where is Rarity's shop.”

“It's over on Mane Street and it's called carousel boutique. If you're going there, go there either first, or make two trips. Because it'll be a while.” He nods as he scribbles it down.

“She takes her time with her work?” You nod.

“Well, thank you again Pinkie Pie, I'll head out and do some shopping, while you set up for the party.” That gets your attention

"I knew I was here for something." He walks over and picks up the bag of bits from yesterday. And looks to you.

“Will one hundred bits be enough?” you shrug.

“I have no idea!” he gives a roll of his eyes and walks out the door.

Anon POV

you step out into the streets of Ponyville and you take out your list and read the fist item. 'Saddle Way' well. Let's go.

The walk itself isn't so bad the only downside is the staring from the ponies. But you let that slide. You'd probably be the same in their situation. Wait a second. Why are you taking this so well? shouldn't you be freaking out and crying? Did the first encounter brake you or something? After pondering it for several seconds you shrug and walk off. you need to get to that florist.

When walking down Saddle Way you notice the simple quaintness of it all. The street is littered with corner shops and cafes. You walk over to the cafe most of the patrons stiffening at your presence. The cafe goes quiet. Gee was it something I said? You call out.

“Excuse me but does someone here know where the -” you glance at your list. “- Winter Blossom is?” There is nothing but silence. “Hello?”

“Don't mind them.” One of the waitresses approaches you. “We just haven't seen one of you before.” She is a light brown, almost almond colored, pegasus with a dark brown mane. “My name is Prench Roast and the shop you are looking for is just over there.” You turn to where she nodded to low and behold the shop you are looking for.

"Uh...thanks." You say to her.

"Your welcome." She leaves you alone as you go across the street.

The door is a simple wooden door with a stained-glass window in the upper center. You knock three times before hearing a gentle. “Come in!” You open the door to see a light purple mare with green hair. The color in her face fades as her eyes come on you.

“um...hi?” That does it. She lets out a blood curling scream. As you move to cover your ears, a plant pot comes flying across your face. You instinctively dive behind one of the bushes as more pots and plants are being launched at you.

“Would you please stop?!” You shout. “I just came in here to buy some plants!” Your calls are going unanswered as more different gardening items are thrown at you. “Hello?!” A pair of garden sheers embeds themselves in the post beside you scraping your arm. “Jesus Christ On A Bike!” You exclaim at your new wound.

“What's going on in here?” A voice can be heard among the commotion which suddenly stops.

“Rose, we got some Freak! Trying to break in and steal our things!”

“Are you fucking kidding me! I fucking knocked!” You exclaim. “Jesus, I came her to buy some stuff not steal it!” you hold out the bag of bits to prove it. “All I say is 'Hi' and the next thing I know I'm having objects, both sharp and blunt, thrown at me!”

“Is that true Daisy?” the new voice, Rose, asks.

“Well...I...uh...” You can hear the sound of a hoof meeting face as she tries to comprehend the situation.

“Ugh! I believe there are some tulips and lilies that need sorting.”

“Fine. But keep an eye on that Freak!”

“I resent that!” You reply. The slowly receding sounds of hooves greets your ears.

“You might want to leave too Lily. Go help Daisy.”

“But what if it tries something?”

“It wants our services, nothing more.” The sounds of her hooves leaving can also be heard. There is an awkward silence now that you are left alone with your savior.

“You can come out now.” Oh right.You crawl out from your cover and move out into the open. The only two peop- er ponie- er beings in the room are you and her. She is a cream colored mare with different shades of red for a mane and tail, as if they were from a flower, or some poetic shit like that. Her ass mark is one of a rose and it's stem.

“Sorry, about those two. They can be a little...paranoid around new things.” You let out a quick chuckle.

“That's not the way I'd describe them.”

“Well, I believe you required our services? Mister.....?”

“Anonymous. And yes I do. I am going to need some wolf's bane, some mistletoe and some Rye.” she blinks several times.

“That is an unusual order. We might have two of those. But I know we don't have any rye.” you sigh.

“Do you know where I can get some?” She nods

“I believe Sweet Apple Acres uses it for some of their livestock.”

“Thanks. What about the rest.” She smiles at that. And motions you over to the counter. Once there she pulls out a box and a pot plant the plant is a purplish collection of bell-shaped petals and the box is filled with some stems, leaves, and white buds.

“Here is the Wolf's Bane though we prefer the name Aconitum-” she motions to the purple plant. “- and here is your mistletoe, though I have no idea Why you would want it, did you know they act as parasites to other plants?” you shake your head.

“Well. Be careful with the Aconitum it is rather poisonous. How many were you wanting?”

“I'll take seven Aconitum pots and seven boxes of mistletoe.” You think about it for a bit. “Actually? Is mistletoe poisonous?” She shakes her head. “Good. I'll take thirteen boxes of mistletoe.” She gives you a confused look.

“What do you need these for?” You give her a grin.

“Decoration.”

"One down. Three to go." Rose was kind enough to give you the plants for half price, because of your warm welcome, and you said you would return when you needed more.You take out your list. 'East Bridle Boulevard' not too far from here I guess. You walk down the road past the many specialist shops and down an alley. On the other side is East Bridle Boulevard. You can see many strange new buildings such as a building made out of a hollowed out tree and you can see the many weird and wonderful buildings on Mane Street.

Upon closer inspection, you find that the tree building is actually the town library. "'Books & Branches Library', cute " you move down the road to find a small corner shop with a sign with a quill and a sofa displayed on it. "Quills and sofas I guess." You walk over and knock on the door. "Here;s hoping this goes better than last time. " There is a simple “Come in!” As you open the door. There is a light brown colored stallion standing there at the counter staring at you with wide eyes. “Davenport?” He seems to break out of his stupor at the mention of his name.

“Yes.”

“Do you do custom building?” His eyes seem to gleam at this.

“Yes we do! Do you wanna buy a sofa?” You nod.

“Do you do beds as well?” he puts his hoof to his chin.

“Well, I could to the frame. But you'll need to find a mattress.”

“That's perfect. Can you make me a single seat sofa and a double bed please?”

“I could.”

The next half hour was of him taking measurements of your legs, studying your sitting and lying style and picking colors. You went for a rose red fabric with extra cushions and for the wood on the bed you went for a dark oak frame with Tudor oak headboard. He told you he will have them ready in two days so you give your payment and head out.

"Well that's me down to twenty five bits. And I still need to buy food and clothes." You begin to head down Mane Street. Noticing the gingerbread house. You walk over and eye the sign. 'Sugarcube Corner.' deciding to check it due to Pinkie's recommendation, you walk in and are greeted by a blue mare behind a counter and one of the most delectable smells your nostrils have ever met.

“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner. How may I help you.”

"That's it? No wide eyed stare? no screaming? Just straight to business? sweet."

“Uh...yeah do you have any recipe books?” Her smile becomes knowing.

“Which type would you like? Deserts? Soups? Starters? Mains? Prench? Canterlot? Griffon? Minotaur?...” You look to her in confusion.

“Griffon?” her eyes widen.

“Yes, the recipe book is composed of primarily meat based foods.” that's useful to know

“Do you cater for Griffons?”

“Not usually., but we can get supplies from the Griffon Kingdoms if necessary.”

“Hrmm do you think you could lend me your contacts?” She nods “So, I'll take one soup and one griffon recipe book....Oh and whatever that smell is.”She smiles at you.

“Two recipe books and a Pinkie Pink supreme cupcake coming up. That'll be 10 bits.” you hand her the coins and she hands you the items. As you depart from the store she calls out for you to have a good day. To which you return. Your visit to the market was surprisingly profitable. You managed to haggle the prices down just enough to get supplies to last the month. You had fifteen bits and you got a months supplies! You might just like it here. You approach the house with your things. Noticing from here, there are balloons in the window. Once you enter. Pinkie is right on you.

“Hiya Anon do you like the decorations? Well do ya?” You look around the house. Everywhere there are balloons and streamers. By the window there is a table set up for food and drink. As well as the coffee table having covers to protect it. Different party games were set up and in the corner was what appeared to be a mixing desk.

"A DJ?"

“It's really cool. Well done.” She lets loose a large ear to ear grin and releases a small squee. You could have sworn you heard a chew toy somewhere. “Good news I got some supplies.” You gesture to your now full hands. “Can I get a hand putting them away?” she just stares at you. You deadpan “A Hoof? ” she lets out an 'ohh' of realization and moves to grab your bags.

“Can you put away the food, while I deal with the plants.” She nods and takes your bags. "Damn I forgot to get some rye. Screw it I'll get it later.” You remove some of the Wolf's Banes from the bag and place them by the doors and windows. You then pick up the boxes of mistletoe and nail different cuttings to the walls around the house.

“What's with the plants?” Pinkie asks almost scaring the shit out of you. You were currently placing a Wolf's Bane on the windowsill in the bathroom. You don't look her in the eye.

“Deterrent.” You state simply.

“Deterrent? Deterrent for what?” You walk towards the bathroom door.

“Wolves.” She stops in her tracks and looks to you confused.

“like Timberwolves?”

“Something like that.” She follows you downstairs.

“I thought you said Timberwolves avoid you.” You turn to her.

“I'm not deterring Timberwolves.”

“Then what?”

“Just. Wolves.” She still looks confused.

“But....”

“Just. Wolves.”

“But....”

“So how is the party coming.” She seems to have dropped the subject when she looks around your home.

“The decorations are finished and Applejack will be bringing more food and drink, Rarity and Fluttershy will be Bringing the rest of the decorations and the invitations have been handed out. But Anon what is with the plants?” Well maybe she hasn't.

“Just. Drop it. Please?”

"But I want to knoooow." You give her your best 'shut it' face and she gets the idea.

“Fine.”

You hear a knock at the door.

“Oh! That would be Rarity and Fluttershy with the last of the decorations!” Pinkie zooms downstairs faster than you can blink. You follow though not quite as enthusiastic. Once you reach the bottom of the stairs you see Rarity and Fluttershy at the door.

“Hello ladies.” You say with a wave.

“Good evening Anon. How are you today?”

“Better now that I have some things to keep me going.” You say with a gesture to the kitchen.

“I am quite glad to hear it darling. Now, Pinkie Pie, where do you want these banners?” As she asked the question Fluttershy pulled out some rolls of fabric from the bags hung across her back.

“I want one on the stairway, one over the fireplace and one on the arch separating the kitchen with the living area.” Note to self. When it comes to parties. Pinkie Pie seriouses the fuck up!

“Rarity when you're done may I speak with you?”

“What ever about dear?”

“I need some new clothes and I heard you're the mare for the job.” her eyes light up at that, not unlike Davenport's did earlier.

“Well once we are done here I will take you to my boutique and get your measurements.”

“That is fantastic! Though it will just be the measurements. I don't have any money left after today.” Fluttershy looks to you with shock.

“But what happened to the benefits the mayor gave you yesterday.” she asks.

“I spent it on supplies and more human shaped furniture.”

“Did you at least get everything you needed?” You shake your head.

“I still need some Rye and a decent mattress.” The banners have been put in place. Each one saying 'welcome to your new home Anon.'

“They look good.” You compliment.

“Well darling, everything here looks to be under control. Shall we head to my boutique? Oh I get to design clothes for Equestria's first alien! Oh this is so exciting.” You give her a nod and head out the door.

The walk to Rarity's boutique is uneventful. You made small talk about things such as the weather Where you learned that the pegasi can control it! And you finally learned the story behind those ass marks. They're actually called cutie marks and they symbolize a ponies special talent or some gay shit like that. Seriously some things in this world are starting to get really stupid and cheesy. Well, You're here. You walk into the store and are greeted by mannequins and fabrics of all different colors and textures. You look to Rarity impressed.

“Quite the shop you have here.”

“Boutique.” She corrects.

“Same difference.” she huffs at that and gestures to a pedestal.

“If you would just stand over there and hold your for-hooves out straight and I'll get your measurements.”

You walk over to the pedestal where she pointed and point out that your upper appendages are called arms not for-hooves. She takes about a hundred measurements. From your arm span to your leg span to your waist length. Once it is finally done she asks you about what you were looking for. You explain to her human clothing similar to the way you explained it to Pinkie Pie earlier, but in more detail. You also explain the importance of clothing to humans which she finds interesting to say the least.

“So that's pretty much it.”

“So you just want another set of cloths for now?”

“Well I would if I could afford it. I was just getting the measurements out of the way.”

“Oh, nonsense dear, I will make you a new set of clothes free of charge.”

“What? Really?” She gives you a serene smile and a nod.

“I am the element of generosity of course.”

“Just so you know I would usually refuse such charity, but I am in no situation to do so.” She smirks at you.

“Well then, let's get going, shall we? We have a lot of work to do?” She levitates out a book of fabrics and a book of color swatches. Oh god, what have you gotten yourself into.

Fluttershy POV

Rarity and Anon just left you and Pinkie Pie alone to finish up the preparations for the party.

“Fluttershy?” Pinkie Speaks up, hanging another banner over the stairs

“Yes Pinkie Pie?”

“What kind of wolves are afraid of Mistletoe?” You turn to look at the pink mare confused

“I don't know, why are you asking?”

“Well, you see, Anon was putting up all of these plants around his house, and when I asked about it he said 'they were a deterrent.' and when I asked what for, he said 'wolves.' now of course I immediately start thinking Timberwolves but when I ask he says it's not for them just 'wolves' and he wont give me any more than that. And every time I ask him, he asks me to 'drop it'

“Hmm... well I'm not sure. Maybe you should ask Twilight. She might know more about it than I do.”

there is a knock at the door. Startling the two of you.

“Come in!” Pinkie shouts.

The door opens and Applejack walks in. “Howdy there everypony is Anon home?” you shake your head.

“he went off to Rarity's boutique.” Her ears perk up at the mention of Rarity.

“And just what is he doin' at Rarity's?”

“Oh he just went to have his measurements done so he can have some new clothes made.” Pinkie chimes in.

“Why does Anon need new clothes?”

“Weird human thing. He wears clothes all the time.” Pinkie says. You didn't actually know that. You just assumed that he was a noble or something.

Applejack straightens up and clears her throat. *cough* “Well a-ah bought the food and such. Just need to bring it in.” she shifts her gaze to the door. “Oh, and are we bringing presents? Cos ah can't think of anything to get him.”

You shuffle in your hooves slightly. “I believe Anon was looking for some Rye. Though I'm not sure why.”

“That's perfect! Ah have that in the crate-load!” She makes for the door. You clear your throat

“Umm....Applejack? She turns around and looks to you.”

“Yes sugarcube?”

“A-aren't y-you going to help us get the food inside?” her cheeks redden.

“Where is the food table.” She asks. Pinkie points to the table by the window.

“Ah'll get the things.”

Two hours later

Rainbow Dash POV.

You are currently hovering besides Twilight and Spike as you move down the road towards Anon's house.

“So who is all invited to this party?” The young drake questions.

“Are you kiddin'? It's a Pinkie Pie party, therefore everypony in town is invited! It's gonna be so awesome!” You answer excitedly.

“Well, that all depends on Anon.” Twilight says irritably

“What do you mean Twilight?” You ask, a little confused

“Here we go.” Spike remarks.

“I am just saying I don't trust him. He just rubs me the wrong way.” Okay you can't resist that one.

"Maybe it's because he's rubbing you in the first place!" You and spike burst into laughter as Twilight's face reddens.

“Heh, heh, sorry Twi. I couldn't resist” Yyou move over the hill. To see Anon's new house.

“What time is it?” spike looks to his wrist.

“It's around five o'clock.”

“Okay, thanks.”

Your party approaches the door and you knock. You hear the singsong voice of Pinkie Pie calling you in to which you oblige. You take in the decor of the house in all of its glory. Yep this is a Pinkie Pie party. You move over and bump hooves with Fluttershy and Pinkie, who are setting out food and drink.

“Where can we put this?” Twilight asks, levitating a small box a away from her. Disgust on her face, you understand why, you know what's in the box. On the lid is written in bold black letters Open alone.

“Just put it on the coffee table.”

Guests from all over Ponyville start to show up some baring gifts, others baring just themselves. Anon was apparently still at Rarity's so you had a while to wait. The DJ turned up and started setting up. The party going into full swing before Anon could return.

A knock on the door causes everyone to quieten down as ponies got into their hiding places. Once the door opened, rarity and Anon came in and everyone jumped out and screamed 'SURPRISE' Anon cocks an eyebrow as Pinkie jumps up to him in an excited manor. javascript:void( 0 );

"HI Anon! Do you like your surprise? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?" Anon, shifts in his place as he stares down at the pink pony.

"I helped you set it up. How is this a surprise?" She bounces in place a little more.

"Because you werenj't expecting a surprise when you already knew about it! Surprise." The look of fear in Anon's eyes as he looked at the pink party pony says it all.

"He's got a lot to learn." The cider is brought out and passed around the ponies. Anon goes around introducing himself to all of the ponies present. Applejack appears to be following him for some reason and you tried to get your two bits in with a 'Hi Anon'

Twilight avoids him entirely wile watching him from a distance. Staring at him like a mother would a dog left alone with her child. The music starts to crank up in volume as Pinkie starts to dance. Deciding to finally get going you jump onto one of the tables.

“WOO! LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!” You scream raising the mug of cider to your mouth and taking in the delicious yellow liquid.

*bbblllaaarrrggghhh*

“Okay dash, just let it out.” Anon says, patting your back reassuringly

*bbblllaaarrrggghhh*

“You okay?”

“I'm shorry. You shhould leave me, ah'll be fine.” You were currently hunched over in Anon's backyard vomiting into a flowerbed.

“Nah, the parties dying down now anyway. Too be honest I'm kinda disappointed.”

“What? Why?” he gives off a chuckle.

“it's only eight o'clock. Some of the parties I went to back on earth lasted until four, in the morning.”

“What?! That shoundsh aweshome!” He shakes his head.

“Not if you saw the state of the house was in afterwards.”

“oh come on, it can't have been tha- ” *BBBLLLAAARRRGGGHHH*

“Okay dash, just let it out.”

“Okay, I-I think I'm done.”

“Right, You sure?" You nod your head tiredly. "Can you walk?”

“I w-wouldn't rishk it.”

“Okay then, Brace yourself.” He says as he moves his arms under you and rolls you onto your back, “hey what are you!” he the puts your fore-hooves over his shoulders and holds you there by your haunches.

“Okay, You good?” He asks.

You nod. You are surprisingly comfortable in this position. Your wings hung loosely at your sides as anon carries you back into his house.

“And just where are you taking her!?” Twilight says rushing up to the two of you.

“Ah Twilight, good, do you think you could give me a hand, she's had a bit too much to drink.”

Her stern glare holds as she looks the two of you over.

“What are you going to do with her?”

“I was going to place her in the guest bedroom upstairs, Applejack and Pinkie already have the master bedroom.”

“Urgg....Fine, but no funny business!”

"What funny business?" Anon says as he carries you up the stairs and past two of the doors. Twilight opens the last door and you follow inside. You then feel the comforting softness of a mattress as anon places you on the bed and covers you with the duvet.

“Goodnight Dash.” He says, Twilight leaving a glass of water on the night stand

“Anon?”

“Yes Dash?”

“Thanksh, for taking care of me.”

“It's nothing.”

“No! Really thanksh, you're a-a...You're a real bro. I hope you know that.” He smiles as he closes the door.

“Thanks Dash. Goodnight.”

“Goodnisht Anon, Goodnight Twilight.”

Anon POV.

With the party over, you open all of your gifts. A few food items, a few decorative pieces and some plain old odds and ends. You come to Twilight's gift. Once you open it you cant believe your eyes. Meat, a few pounds of it. "Thank you Twilight!" You could have danced with glee at your gift, but there were people sleeping. You look to the last gift, an orange wrapped large square box. You look to the label to see it's from Applejack. You open it to find a box with a note.

Dear Anon. Though I Don't know why you would need it, I got you a box of rye, Fluttershy suggested it, so she gets the credit. Hope you like the new home. Applejack. You look into the box and low and behold. It's a box of rye.

"Thank You Applejack!" You proceed to grab some of the rye and scatter it over the windowsill. That's something else that doesn't need to be worried about. Now all you need is that mattress and you're set. With that done you look to the clock to see it's around nine. The sun is beginning to set so you perform your nightly routine. You wash up and you make sure all the drunks are comfortable. You close the curtains and grab a blanket. You then proceed to cover yourself up and go to sleep on the sofa.

"You know, as parties go, this one wasn't so bad."

Author's Note

WooHoo chapter three is up! keep those comments coming.

This one is one of the larger chapters, so there's bound to be mistakes in there somewhere.

On another note, If anyone out there can draw, I could use a better cover pic, or any which could be placed in chapters. Just PM me if interested.

Thanks for reading and stay awesome!