Chapters Snowy Days and Warm Evenings
Snowy Days and Warm Evenings
A cold wind whips through you as you zip your jacket up all the way. Looking around, you see nothing but the intense white of the freshly fallen snow, along with a few trees here and there. Cupping your hand to your ear, you listen intently, for what only Celestia knows. Hearing nothing you continue your trek through the snowy woods glancing around every few seconds, the crunch of snow underfoot calming you in a way no other sound can. But then you hear something else, you can’t tell where it’s coming from, but you know you don’t like it. Quickening your pace you hear the sound of crunching snow that’s not being made by you. You whip around real quick to catch the culprit but turn around to find…….nothing?
Scratching your beanie covered head you turn back around and continue your walk. After about two minutes you hear the same noise again, but decide to speed up a bit more, this time jogging more so than walking. Once you feel you’re a good distance away you hide behind a tree to try and catch whoever is following you.
Glancing around the tree you see nothing, ‘Enough of this!’ you think to yourself. With the grace of a mongoose…..or is it a tiger? Whatever animal it is, you slink around the trail deciding to get on all fours and then immediately regretting that particular idea. Brushing the snow off of your face you duck behind another tree, the noises, which you figure has to be someone else walking, are getting closer.
“KIIIIIYYYYAAAAHHH!” You yell as you jump out from behind the tree. Looking around at the vast whiteness confused, you shrug and turn around to start walking again only to find yourself nose to nose with a pink face. You quickly clasp your hands over your mouth to silence the terror scream that had built up. You calm down and look the pink creature in the eyes and notice a hoof pointing behind you.
“But there isn’t anything behind me?” you ask raising an eyebrow.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADER TRACK AND CATCHERS GO!!!!”
Before you know it you’re face down in the snow with the weight of three giggling fillies on your back.
“Did I get it?”
“Ah don’t think so, see if ah got mine.”
“I can’t tell if mine showed up.”
The three voices coming from next you now, are excitedly blending in with each other. You take this chance to turn yourself over and lean against a tree near you and look slightly dead.
“Girls,” you whisper, getting their attention. They rush over to you worried and start a beating you, metaphorically, with questions.
“Oh my gosh! I didn’t think we tackled him that hard.” asks the orange filly.
“Ah Hope he’s ok.” Says the golden one.
“We weren’t too rough with him were we?” Asks the white one.
You beckon them closer, “Girls I ju…just want to say one thing before I go, so please a little closer.”
As they step closer you ready your elbow without them noticing. You manage to get them to lean in to hear you as you start whispering softer.
“Got….you…” you almost inaudibly, as a smile creeps to your lips.
“What the hay does that mean?” Asks the orange one.
As she says it out loud you knock your elbow into the tree your sitting against and watch with amusement as the three fillies in front of you are blanketed with snow.
You start full blown laughing once you hear the small shrieks emanate from the snow pile in front of you. Then all at once three heads pop out and glare at you. You merely put on a face of innocence and shrug, when all three fillies leap out at once and bombard you with snow balls.
2 hours later back at a nondescript apple farm…..
“Now where in Equestria did those four run off to?” Applejack says to herself. “They were supposed to be back here….” She stops as she sees a slightly tall, two legged creature walking up the trail to the house.
“Well there ya are Anon!” She yells out to the walking figure while waving. Anon waves back but quickly sticks his hand back into his dark hoodie and readjusts his jacket. Anon walks up with his hands still in his hoodie pocket and looks to be carrying something.
“What ya got there hun?” Asks Applejack as she walks up.
Anon shushes her as he opens his jacket to reveal two napping fillies in his arms, and a third one draped over his neck underneath his hood. This scene of adorableness is only made more adorable by the soft sounds of snoring coming from all three fillies. Applejack merely chuckles and opens the door for Anon to step inside the warm farmhouse.
The fire was crackling as Applejack and Anon sat in front of it sipping on some warm apple cider. Anon was staring into the fire lost in thought when he was brought back by a light snort from his lap. He looked down and smiled at the sight of the CMC asleep around him. Applejack looked down at the four of them and smiled as well.
“They look plum tuckered out don’t they?” she asks.
“Well they did try practically all day to get their cutie marks so, I think they deserve a bit of rest.” Anon replies with his smile still present.
Applejack sipped her cider and stared back at the fire, “Ah’m guessing that’s why ya had them all bundled up in your jacket when you got back?” she asked with a bit of mirth in her voice.
“Well….they were cold.” Anon says with a huff turning his nose up.
Applejack chuckles lightly, “Relax, Ah’m just pullin’ your leg.”
Anon looks back at Applejack and smiles, “I know, AJ, I know.” Anon looks at the clock and notices how late it’s getting. “Oh crud, I didn’t realize the time. I need to get Sweetie and Scoots back home.” After attempting to move from underneath the small pile of fillies he looks over at Applejack with his bottom lip stuck out in a pout.
Applejack merely shakes her head and points at Anon, “Looks like you’re stuck there for the night partner.”
“Oh well, I can think of worse places to be stuck.” Anon says as he snuggles down deeper into the recliner he’s sitting in. He puts his cup of cider on the end table next to him and gets more comfortable.
“It’s not going to be a problem with me staying here is it?” Anon asks looking over towards AJ.
“Not at all sug, Ah’ll just let Rares and Rainbow know they stayed the night.” AJ replies waving her hoof.
“Thanks AJ.” Anon says with a yawn, feeling the day finally catching up to him. As Anon laid his head back, he smiles as he feels the three with him snuggle just a bit closer to the warmth that was him. His last thought before drifting off to sleep was something along the lines of ‘Best Day Ever.’
Author's Note
Well here's the first chapter of my new story! Hope you enjoy and please as always leave some feedback, good or bad.
Peace out! -BP
CH. 2 Boredom and Discord
A sunny afternoon in Equestria, the birds were chirping, the weather Pegasi were busy making sure the sky stayed just right, and you could smell the wonderful baked goods from Sugarcube Corner.
“AND IT’S ALL SO BORING!” Anon said in a huff, “All of the wonderous creatures, and beautiful scenery is just…..just….BORING!!!”
Anon laid on his back on the couch in his living room staring at the ceiling contemplating whether he should fix the one crack he noticed. Looking away from the dazzling scenery of his living room, he looked out the window towards the Town Square.
“All of these ponies have jobs or lives or WHATEVER to keep them from getting bored, and what do I have?” Anon asked no one in particular. Then suddenly and idea struck him, well more like a book fell and struck him, but he got an idea either way.
“I could go for a walk to the market, I haven’t really eaten in, like, forever. Or I could visit the Library, OR I could even…” Anon was interrupted from his loud thinking by a raucous bang in the middle of his living room.
Feeling rightly frightened, Anon leapt behind his couch in a defensive position holding a fire poker and wearing a metal colander on his head. Slowly and cautiously he peeked out from behind the couch to see a very odd creature standing in the middle of his living room.
“Discord?” Anon whispered.
Discord turned around at the mention of his name and gave a big ol’ toothy grin at Anonymous. Anon instantly became nervous at the smiling Draconequus, as he wasn’t too sure he liked the grin he was receiving. Anon slid a bit further behind the couch as Discord drew closer to him, the smile never once faltering.
“My, my, who do we have here?” Discord asked rhetorically.
Anon waved slightly, “H..how are you doing on th….this fine d..day?” His voice wavering some as he spoke.
“Well, I was on my way to do something,” Discord pondered, “But now that I’ve found you, I don’t really care what I was doing beforehand.” He said mirthfully.
Anon raised his eyebrow, “Found me? What could you possibly want with me Discord?”
Discord started inching closer to Anon, his smile all the while getting a little wider, “Well that would be the interesting thing, as there is so much I could want you for.”
Anon visibly gulped and stared straight into the Draconequus’ eyes, getting all the more nervous the closer Discord got. One thing Anon has learned in his time here is Equestria was never underestimate the God of chaos that stood nearly nose to nose with him right now.
‘Please don’t rope me into anything traumatizing, I still can’t get rid of the images of all that chocolate sauce everywhere.’ Anon thought to himself.
5 minutes later
Anon sat upon his couch with his arms crossed, staring intently at the shivering mess next to him. Discord looked up at Anonymous and instantly burst out laughing simply pointing at Anon the whole time. Once it seemed like his latest fit was petering out Anon opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a final snort.
“Are we done now?” Anon asked irritated.
“Oh my, yes I do believe I am..*ahem*.. done, my fine victim.” Discord said.
Anonymous uncrossed his arms and took the colander off his head. Looking at Discord he decided to start with the obvious.
“Why are you just randomly in my living room Discord?” Anon questioned.
“Right to the point then? Well I was on my way to Twilight’s castle and I guess I veered off course due to spacing out.” Discord shrugged when Anon gave his ‘Are you kidding me’ face, “Twilight can be very boring at times,” Anon opened his mouth to disagree but fell short.
Anon sat there with his mouth agape and his hand pointing, “Ok, I’ll give you that much, her lectures can get downright grating.” He conceded.
Discord polished his monocle, that wasn’t there a second ago, “Exactly my point, dear boy, so my mind started focusing on something that was more fun than that and here we are.”
Anon lowered his hand and sighed, ‘Well I was feeling pretty bored earlier.’
“Fine, what do you want to do today Discord?” Anon looked over towards where Discord stood and immediately regretted asking. They were no longer in Anons living room, in fact that weren’t even in his house. Anon looked around the area and saw that they were in the middle of the Market. Confused Anon turned back to look at Discord but couldn’t find him.
‘Aww man!’ was all Anon could think.
“Wait, why would he put me in the middle of here if….” Anon trailed off as he looked towards the sound of an oncoming train, at least where the CMC are concerned it was like that, and could only watch helplessly as he saw what seemed to be his untimely death unfold before him.
‘I am going to murder that idiot.’ Was the last thought to enter Anon’s mind before closing his eyes and waiting.
…………
………......
………………….
“Why does the anticipation have to be the worse part?” Anon asked to no one in particular.
But to his surprise, and his relief, nothing happened. Anon slowly opened his eyes, to only then peer into a pair of yellow eyes.
“BWWAHH!” Anon yelled as he jumped back, accidentally tripping over a random passing pony, then causing said pony to bump into a barrel of apples, which then caused….
10 minutes later………
Anon sat upon a hill overlooking the town, with his head in his hands.
“I just don’t know what went wrong!?” he asked exasperatedly.
A grey blonde-maned Pegasus pony fluttered up next to Anon. She landed on her haunches and winced when Twilights castle, somehow, burst into flames. She then put a comforting hoof on Anons back. Anon looked up from his hands to the sympathetic pony next him.
“I just don’t know what went wrong.” He said with a quiver in his voice and a teary pout on his face.
Ditzy wrapped him in a hug as the Town hall crumbled.
“I know that Feel bro.” she whispered softly.
They both turned to look out at Ponyville, well except Anonymous, who put his head back into his hands after he saw Spike futilely try and put out the castle fire only to watch it re-ignite five seconds later.
Author's Note
Here's chapter two! This one isn't heavy on too many details but that's because I love making people use their IMAGINATION! Rate fairly and as always constructive criticism, both good and bad, are welcome.
PEACE OUT! -BP
Ch. 3 Spiked Up
‘Man, this cave seems like it goes on forever.’ You complain, more to yourself than anyone in particular, all that comes from you audibly is an annoyed grunt at the small dragon walking in front of you. ‘Look at him! He’s just humming a happy little tune, not even looking for anything specific, AND DRAGGING YOU ALONG FOR NO REASON!’
You snap from your thoughts when nearly trip over Spike.
“Why did you stop here of all places?” You ask annoyed, looking around at the cave surrounding you both.
Spike doesn’t answer/isn’t really paying attention to you, which irritates you further.
‘I could have been helping Big Mac instead of being here, at least there I’d make some bits.’ you think, all the while you stare a hole into the baby dragon in front of you. ‘No, Spike comes to me saying I owe him a favor for the castle incident, WHICH WAS NOT MY FAULT.’
Spike taps you on your shin causing you to look down.
“Ahem, I believe we have found what we’ve been looking for.” He announces, nonchalantly pointing at the blank wall in front of him.
You go from staring at him to staring at the wall, back and forth your eyes go, wall, Spike, wall, Spike. Finally you stare at Spike only. Just as you’re about to blow up at him for dragging you into what has to be the longest friggin’ cave system in Equestria, Spike taps his claw on the wall in somewhat of a pattern, in fact you could have sworn you’d heard it somewhere before.
*CRACK*
The wall in front of both Anonymous and Spike slides in half to reveal a humongous ancient treasure pile. Anon’s eyes glitter with every piece he lays his eyes on, as he turns his head to scan as much as he can. Spike grins knowingly and proceeds to walk past Anon into the giant chamber, only to stop about five feet away from their entry point and turn to Anonymous.
“This, my friend is part of one of the oldest and biggest cave systems in all of Equestria!” Spike boisterously booms out, smug grin still adorning his scaly purple face.
Anon looks at Spike with a deadpan expression, “Oh yea, and just how do you know this brainiac?”
“I live with a princess dude! I have access to as much knowledge as I need.” Spike says with a snicker.
Anon palmed his face sighing, “I forgot about that.” Anon looks up with an irritated frown, “I was more focused on what I was gonna do to you if I found out this was a gem hunting thing for Rarity or something else like that.”
“Oh no, that what this is for,” Spike said, “But I couldn’t really carry a lot from here and needed some help.” Spike’s grin widened some, “I just figured you wouldn’t mind ‘helping a brother out.’” He said making air quotes.
Anon could do nothing but stare at the baby dragon in disbelief, mostly from his correct use of earth terminology, but also at thinking that getting him out here to help him with something for Rarity, which she has him do a crap load of things for her, constituted as helping him out.
Just as Anon was about to say something Spike interrupted him.
“You did cause the castle, which I might add is made of crystal, to burst into flames….repeatedly.”
Anon thought about making a witty retort but just sighed and decided ‘screw it’ if he can get Spike to shut up about the castle by doing this for him, he might as well as do it and get it done with.
“Fine Spike, I will help you carry gems and such to Rarity’s place, BUT, after I do this, I don’t want to hear a single word about the castle ever again, got it.” Anon said pointing at him.
“Dragons honor!” Spike gleefully said while holding up three of his claws.
Anon squints at him, then drops his hand. “Good.” Was all he said before getting to work filling up the back pack he had with him with gems.
Spike opened one of his eyes looking at Anon working and turned to start filling his own bag he brought.
‘Little does Anonymous know, most of these gems will end up in my stomach!’ Spike thought, smiling mischievously.
*1 HOUR OF GEM COLLECTING LATER*
‘Holy Celestia this bag is heavy now!’ Anon thought to himself trying to lift the bag. Once he was able to get it off the ground and the straps around his shoulder, he buckled the extra strap on it for more support. Moving slowly at first to gauge his equilibrium, he walked over to Spike to let him know he had as many gems as he could carry.
“Spike, I’m pretty sure my bag alone would be able to supply Rarity with….” Anonymous stopped when he noticed Spike’s bag wasn’t even halfway filled. Instead Anon saw flecks of gem around Spike mouth and broken pieces sitting around him.
*BUUURRRPPP*
Spike covered his mouth and let out a small ‘excuse me’ when he saw bits of gem on Anons face. Spike’s face grew red as Anon’s pupils shrunk and he just stared down at Spike with a blank expression.
“We came all the way out to the middle of nowhere to ‘collect gems for Rarity’ as you put it, but instead I find you over here,” Anon slowly points at Spike, “eating said jewels.”
Spike looked up at Anonymous with a meek smile, “Would you be angry if I said they were delicious?”
Anon fell onto his back and went completely limp. Spike looked at him with a bit of worry, mostly because he just landed on a backpack full of gems, and mostly because Anon hadn't moved in a bit.
“You know what?” Anon finally squeaked out, “I’m not angry, I’m….well I don’t know what I am right now, except maybe exhausted and hungry.”
Spike sat there relieved that Anon wasn’t angry with him. ‘Still,’ Spike thought to himself, ‘I should go and make sure he’s ok, he hasn’t really moved since he fell back.’
“Spike, I would like to ask you a question though.” Anon said with a hint of mischief in his voice.
“Sure dude, what’s up?” Spike asked as he walked towards Anon.
“I need you a little closer, I don’t want to strain my voice.” Anon requested, so Spike obliged and got closer to help him up thinking that’s what Anon was going to ask when…..
“WHAT MADE YOU THINK IT WAS OK TO LIE TO ME ABOUT THIS!” Anon yelled out.
Anon suddenly exploded with life as every one of his limbs stretched to grab at the baby dragon. Spike immediately jumped back to avoid the flailing limbs. As much as Anon tried, he just couldn’t grab hold of the little dragon, because of the heavy backpack attached to him, and eventually the last of his energy petered out and he went limp again, only this time there was a look of defeat upon Anon’s face.
After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence between the two, Spike decided that he needed to face Anon whether he was angry or not.
“A…Anon?”
Anon didn’t answer.
“Are…are you upset still?”
Still no answer came forth from the brooding and silent human laying on his back.
Spike frowned some and thought better of asking anymore questions. He walked over to where he had been “collecting” gems and started gathering up the ones he hadn’t bitten into yet. Spike looked over at Anon while doing so and saw he was still on his back. Quickly looking away out of shame he finished gathering what he was going to take with him and slowly walked to the entrance. As he passed by Anons still form he stopped and looked Anon in the face.
“If it’s any consolation, I am sorry.” He said solemnly.
As Spike started walking a hand shot out and grabbed him by the arm. Fearfully, Spike turned his head to look at the human in the eyes, but lost all of that fear once he saw the soft, gentle look on Anons face.
“Spike, I’m not mad, just a bit disappointed.” Anon said softly, “If you wanted to just go on a random gem hunt for yourself, you didn’t need to lie to me about it. You know darn well I would have went with you no matter what.”
Spikes frown deepened, “I…I just thought you wouldn’t want to hang out with me.” A tear formed in the corner of his left eye. “I figured if I made it seem like you owed me one, or barring that, use the Rarity excuse, I could, I don’t know have someone to hang out with that isn’t one of the girls. Someone who would hang out even if I am a ‘baby’ dragon.”
“Spike, believe me when I say this, I would have helped you even if you are a ‘baby’ dragon as everyone is so fond of saying.” Anon said while chuckling.
“Really?” Spike asked while twiddling his claws.
“Yes, really Spike.” Anon said happily. “Come on bro, we’re…..BRO’S! Bro’s gotta stick together, no matter what. Am I right?” Anon stuck out his fist.
Spike smiled a bit and fist bumped Anon, “Yea, bro’s have to stick together!”
Anon lowered his fist, “I mean, I did give up a chance to work on the farm helping Big Mac.” he said with an almost sad and wistful look on his face, which caused Spike to lower his head.
Spikes head shot up as an idea hit him, well it was more like a piece of rock fell and hit him, but still he had an idea nonetheless. Anon merely raised his eyebrow and gave the dragon a questioning look. A smile started creeping onto the young dragons face as his eyes lit up.
“I know how to make this worthwhile and get you some bits.” Spikes smile got bigger.
“And how do you propose that?” Anon asked, squinting at green and purple dragon.
“Well you did gather an awful lot of gems did you not?” Spike asked raising his eyebrow.
“Well yea, but I don’t know how that’s gonna….gonna…..” And that’s when the light bulb clicked on in Anon’s head. Anon looked at the back pack he was currently being held to the ground with and smiled.
ANOTHER TIME TRANSITION LATER!
Anon and Spike sat outside of Sugarcube Corner enjoying their milkshakes. Chocolate and peanut butter for Anon and a delicious Strawberry and Sapphire one for Spike. The two sat there for a few minutes enjoying their delectable, and rightly earned, treat, making small talk.
“So, Spike I have to ask,” Anon said after gulping down a quarter of his shake, “how did you know about that cave system in the first place.”
“Oh that?” Spike said, “I read about it in one of the many old texts Twilight has. Something about an 'ancient and terrible' dragon with a huge horde of treasure that he kept in an underground cave.” Spike nearly finished his milkshake before adding, “I figured it was just some old ponies tale that wasn’t true, until I dug a bit further.”
“Hmm, so, we won’t get chased down by any type of angry monster or something for taking some of that treasure?” Anon asked squinting at Spike.
“Nope! Not a single creature knows about that system, the old dragon that used it hasn’t been seen in centuries.” Spike happily said.
“Ok, if you say so.” Was all Anon answered with before digging into his milkshake again.
As the two sat there enjoying the fruits, or milkshakes in this case, of their labors, Spike dug a medium sized coin bag out and tossed it to Anon. Anon caught the bag but was surprised, he looked towards Spike with a curious look on his face.
“That’s what was left over after I sold some of the gems from the bag of them you had.” Spike answered, “Might I add you seem to have a natural talent for gem hunting, you should think of making a career out of it.”
“Well thank you kind dragon sir,” Anon feigned tipping a hat towards Spike, “I might keep that in mind, maybe even get some alone time with a certain unicorn in exchange for my services.” Anon said with a playful glint in his eye.
“Now, don’t be getting any ideas.” Spike said pointing at Anon.
Anon chuckled and put his hands up, “Believe me when I say this, you won’t have to worry about that.”
Spike lowered his hand, “Ok, that’s…..wait, are you saying Rarity isn’t pretty enough for you?” he asked accusingly.
“No, no, it’s just….well…..” Anon stuttered, “You know what? I’ll explain it this way, you know how AJ loves her apples right?”
Spike nodded, wondering where Anon was going with this.
“Well, me? I’m more of an orange kind of stallion.” Anon stated.
“I don’t get it?” Spike confusedly said.
“Don’t worry little buddy, one day you will.” Anon answered with a small laugh.
“Yea, yea, whatever,” Spike answered bored. Spike perked up his head, “Hey, do you feel that rumbling?”
The ground nor the buildings were shaking, but it felt like the air was shaking. Anonymous looked around for what could be the cause of it.
‘I swear to Celestia, if Rainbow is doing more Sonic Rainboom practice without telling anypony I’ll….’
Anon’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud roar from the distance. One thought and one thought only entered into Anon’s mind at this point.
“Spike, how long did you say it had been since anypony had seen that old dragon?” Anon asked without looking at him.
“A couple of centuries, why?” Spike answered.
Another shake was felt in the air, and all Anon could do was lay his head in his hands and start wondering aloud to himself.
“Why is it always me?”
Author's Note
Whew! This one took longer than I thought it would to edit, heck even as I was about to post this I did a few last minute edits to it. Anywhoozle! Here's the newest chapter in Anon's life. Comment, rate, rant, tell me if I'm a pretty, pretty princess or not. Doesn't matter to me!
Peace out -BP
Dropping Beats Almost Constantly
CH. 4: DROPPING BEATS ALMOST CONSTANTLY
The hum of the music surged through your body, the thump of the bass matching that of your heartbeat. This is how it must feel to be truly alive and balanced within oneself. Nevermind the fact that there are a sea of ponies surrounding you, sweating and dancing like there isn’t a care in the world. At least to you and the rest of these ponies, the world can buck off and let you zone out. All you want to feel and hear are the beats and mad bass turning the air into electricity.
Anon makes his way out of the crowd and towards the bar area to catch his breath and maybe get himself a drink….or two. He looks to the bartender, a cute cream coated stallion, and asks for two of his finest drinks he’s got on his menu. The bartender nods and goes to step away, but Anon stops him real quick.
“Make them strong,” he says and then adds with a wink, “like my strong looking bartender.”
The bartender blushes and nods sheepishly, turning and walking away quickly. Anon chuckles to himself.
‘Wow, you made him blush with that corny as all Luna pick up line?’ Anon pondered while chuckling.
Anon turned to lean back against the bar and just look out into the sea of ponies before him. A few he recognized and most he didn’t. There was Bon-Bon and Lyra over near the bathrooms, and Roseluck at the other end of the bar talking up some nervous looking stallion. But the ones who interested him the most were the ones he’d never seen, like the DJ for example. According to everypony else she was never seen without her glasses and was apparently one of, if not the wildest party mare in all of Equestria.
‘Pinkie might have something to say about that little rumor.’ Anon thought.
Anon was brought out of his brain when he felt a hoof poke him on the shoulder. Turning around to find the bartender from before, still blushing, placing his drinks down in front of him. Anon nodded his thanks to the bartender, who’s name was Silver Spirit he noticed, and grabbed one of his drinks and took a big swig. Anon immediately regretted it by coughing up a storm, but as soon as the coughing fit ended, Anon looked at his drink with a huge smile on his face.
“Now that’s a drink fit for a drinker!” Anon bellows out.
A couple of ponies laugh at Anons antics, although one laugh in particular catches Anon. As he looks up he notices the bartender stifling a small laugh. Anon takes another big gulp and puts his glass down, winking at the cute stallion, which caused the stallions face to turn another shade redder.
“Nothing like a refreshing drink after being in that kind of crowd, huh?” a voice pipes up from next to Anon.
Anon looks next to him, where there was an empty spot at a minute ago, and sees a white colored mare with electric blue hair. Anon takes a sip as he ponders the mare next to him. Her glasses are what keep throwing him off, and then it clicked.
“Nothing like it at all. So, you,” Anon pointed, “must be that famous DJ everypony in Equestria is talking about.”
“And you must be the Human that everypony in Equestria hasn’t stopped talking about.” She said regarding you with a grin.
“Well indeed I am, miss.” Anon said with his chest slightly puffed out, “My names Anonymous, but everypony just calls me Anon.” he said offering his hand.
“I would be DJ PON3, but you can call me Vinyl.” Vinyl said giving her hoof.
Anon shook her hoof and brought his, now almost empty, drink to his lips and threw back the rest. Placing the glass on the bar Anon looked at Vinyl and noticed the color of her glasses.
“Why purple?” Anon inquired.
“They do a better job at hiding what I want hidden.” She replied with a smirk.
“And just what would that be?” He raised an eyebrow curious.
“Me, of course.” She nonchalantly answered sipping from her own drink.
“Now that there is a good answer.” Anon said smiling. “I bet ponies go nuts over the fact that you never take off those things.”
“Oh yea, they do, that’s why I do it. Too many famous ponies don’t keep an air of mystery about them, and I figured I would change that.” She replied.
Anon chuckled, “I have to say, without those shades of yours, you’d probably be another random musician to everypony else.”
Vinyl regarded Anon, “So, what’s your story?”
Anon looked at Vinyl, then at the dance floor.
“Me? Well, I used to live in a place called Earth. I wasn’t really happy with how my life had been turning out at that point.” Anon sipped on his second drink, spacing out for a second. “I was at a rough point when all of a sudden I woke up here.” Anon looked over to Vinyl grinning.
Vinyl blinked, “That’s it?”
Anon merely shrugged his shoulders, “I like to keep an air of mystery about me, keeps everypony guessin'.” He said with a smug smile.
Vinyl blinked again and then started smiling herself. “I think you and I would get along pretty well Mr. Anonymous.”
“I do believe so too, Ms. Vinyl.” Anon said taking another sip of his drink.
The music started winding down and the current DJ at the booth was waving goodbye to the crowd. He was pretty good, his name was weird though, dead something, had a couple of numbers in it too. As the dance floor starts to thin out Anon hears movement from beside him and sees Vinyl getting down from her stool.
“That’s my cue to get ready.” She says, stretching her hooves out, “I hope I see you out on the floor during my set.” she yells behind her.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” Anon shouted back.
“Also, if I were you, I’d look at the bottom of the glass your holding.” She yells back, smirking.
Confused Anon looks at the glass in his hand and notices a small slip of folded paper stuck to it. He pulls it off and unfolds it to find an interesting note.
I get off in twenty minutes
Meet me out front then
♥ ♥Silver Spirit
p.s. The drinks are on me
“Well, my night just got a whole lot better.” Anon says to himself.
Author's Note
HUZZAH! New chapter out! I hope ya'll like it. If there was something you didn't like, well tell me! I can't get any better if I don't get feedback my fellow ponies. Comment, rate, fave, put your left foot in, take your left foot out, and Cha-Cha real smooth. Till next chapter my Children of the Writes, anyone who is a fan of this story is now and forever will be referred to as that by me, PEACE OUT! -BP
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Life Sucks.....But Scoots gave me this here helmet!
Ch. 5 Life Sucks, so Scoots gave me this helmet!
Poised and ready you sit at the top of the ramp looking down at the three fillies that roped you into these shenanigans. You swallow a lump of fear and steady yourself for the inevitable pain that you just know is gonna come. Wiping your sweaty palms on your shirt and looking up to stop the sudden vertigo, you pause and wonder how it is you could have gotten into this position.
EARLIER.....
“Anon”
“Ah don’t think he’s awake.”
“Are you sure? I could have sworn I saw his hand move.”
Anon opens his left eye to look upon those who dare encroach upon his nap. When he sees the CMC in front of him he opens both his eyes.
“Hello girls,” Anon says while stretching, “what do you need your ol’ pal Anon for?” he asks more of curiosity than irritation.
Scootaloo points over to her scooter and helmet, “Well we were wondering if you could help us with this.”
Anon looks and notices the bent wheels on the scooter and the cracked helmet.
“Sweet Celestia girls, what kind of crusading caused this?” Anon asks bewildered.
He gets up and walks over to the poor beaten up items and looks them over. The rear wheel seemed to be bent at an angle Anon didn’t think was possible, and the handle bars look as if they’ve been bent and then re-bent. The front wheel doesn’t look any better, but at least that one’s an easy fix, unlike the rear one.
“So do ya think ya can fix it?” Applebloom asked.
“I don’t know girls, this looks pretty beat up, even by your standards.” Anon says scratching his head.
Anon saw all three of the fillies faces drop, it was almost too much to bear for his heart. He didn’t want to disappoint the adorable fillies standing in front of him. That’s when an idea starting buzzing around his head, well, it was more like there was a fly near his ear, but Anon had an idea anyway.
Anon looked at the three smiling, “Girls, I might know how to fix this.”
LATER, AT THE FARM!
Scoots laid around near the door of the barn, meanwhile Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were sitting around playing a card game.
“AH HA!” Sweetie exclaimed, “You’ve activated my trap card, which means with this last attack you lose all your life points.”
“Aw Hay.” Applebloom pouted throwing down the cards in her hoof. “Ah almost had enough ta summon Exodia.”
“This is SO BORING!” Scootaloo said raising her hooves in the air.
“Well ya could’ve joined at any time.” Applebloom stated.
“No, not about that. Besides Sweetie’s deck is WAY too OP for me to try and beat.” Scoots said.
Sweetie stuck her tongue just as the barn door opened a bit. All three fillies drop what they’re doing to see what’s up but get blocked just before the door by a hand sticking out.
“EEEEKK! IT’S A GHOST HAND!” Sweetie exclaims.
“No it’s not,” Anon says as he peeks his head out of the barn, “it’s just little ol’ Anon, see?”
Sweetie calms down as Bloom and Scoots shake their heads. Anon fully steps out of the barn looking like he just went three rounds with a pile of dirt, grease and paint. All three fillies line-up in front of the barn door waiting for Anon to let them in.
“OK! Now I did have to replace one or two things,” Scoots starts to say something but Anon stops her, “but, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Anon puts his hand on the barn door and pushes it open to reveal..... the same scooter.
“Anon, no offense, but this just looks like my old scooter.” Scoots says raising an eyebrow.
“Au Contraire!” He says waggling his eyebrows, “This is not just the ‘same scooter’ I completely rebuilt it and fitted it with some nifty features.” Anon crossed his arms and smiled smugly.
The CMC looked at the scooter and then back to Anon waiting.
“Soooo……what are these ‘nifty features?’” Bloom asks.
“OH RIGHT! Sorry, I was caught up in my own little moment there.” Anon says shaking his head. “Anyway, I re-enforced the entire body with some magically hardened steel, I also had the handle bars re-gripped so that your hooves won’t slip off of them like they use too.” Anon beamed proudly at his handiwork.
The CMC walked around the scooter taking in it’s glory.
“Where did ya even get magically hardened steel from Nonie? Ah thought that was hard ta get a hold of.” Bloom inquired.
Anons face then went blank and a look of utter terror washed across it.
“Anon?” Sweetie tapped him on his shin bringing back from the depths.
“I’m sorry girls, what did you ask?” Anon smiled.
“Ah was just wonderin’ where ya..” Bloom went silent when the same look from before washed across Anons face.
“Ya know what? Nevermind, Ah don’t think Ah wanna know.” Bloom said.
“I think that would be best.” Anon said with a sad smile.
“So, was there anything else you did to it?” Scoots interjected.
“Well, I upgraded the brake pads on it, so you don’t need to worry if they’ll fail or not, and I also got you this.” Anon said pulling his hand from behind him.
In his hands was a shiny new, and might I add dual toned purple and orange, helmet. Anon never had the chance to hand it to Scoots as it was immediately torn from his hands by the excited filly.
“OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH! This is so COOL!” Scootaloo wrapped her forehooves around Anon’s leg in the tightest hug she could muster. But then she let go, madly blushing all the while.
Scootaloo looked at Anon and her friends, “Not. A single. Word. Ever. To anypony, got it?” she pointed to each one of them for emphasis.
Bloom and Sweetie were stifling a giggle when they agreed, but Anon merely looked at her smiling. Just as Scootaloo was about to repeat herself, Anon wrapped her up in a big hug, all the while squeeing. Anon put her down and coughed.
“I won’t tell a soul if you three don’t tell anypony about what I just did. Agreed?” Anon pointed to the CMC.
All three of them nodded in unison, Scoots still sporting a blush.
Clapping his hands together Anon looked at the three before him, “Alright, so I have one more surprise for you girls if you’ll just follow me.”
Anon walked towards the back of the barn and stood next to something covered in a tarp. He eagerly awaited as all three of the fillies filed in.
“What’s that?” Sweetie asked.
“It’s your surprise.” Anon answered matter of fact like.
“The tarp? That’s just stupid.” Scoots said.
Anon face palmed and shook his head, ‘It’s ok, she’s just messing with you.’ He thought to himself.
“It’s what’s under the tarp, Scoots.” Anon said as he removed the tarp.
All three of their eyes went wide at the site before them. They walked around it inspecting every inch that they could.
“Like it?” Anon asked pleased with himself.
“Like it? IT’S AWESOME!” Scoots shouted.
“It’s so pretty, I love the color you chose for it.” Sweetie said with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Ah can’t believe it’s the same ol’ wagon we been using since forever, it looks totally new.” Bloom said in awe.
As all three of the fillies walked around the wagon admiring it, Anon snuck away to grab two more gifts that he almost forgot.
“Bloom, Sweetie?” he said getting their attention.
He pulled out two more helmets, both personalized to each respective filly, and plopped them on their heads.
“What’s this fer?” Bloom asked confused.
“Well since you girls are always getting into ‘accidents’” Anon said making air quotes, “I figured, why not make sure all three of ya are safe?”
Anon looked between the Sweetie and Bloom waiting for an answer of any sort. When none came forth Anon raised his eyebrow.
“So….do you like them?” he asks worried.
“Wow, mine has glitter all over it.” Sweetie said, “But how did you do that without getting glitter every where?”
“Trade secret.” Anon said in a hushed tone, “Don’t tell anypony.” Adding a wink.
Scootaloo, ever the impatient one, jumps onto her scooter and tries to ride off. Just as she gets her back hoof to the ground, Anonymous grabs hold of her and stops her.
“Now hold on there, I haven’t fully tested this scooter, I did just get done with it.” Anon said.
“Well, the best way to test new stuff out is to use them.” Scoots pouts.
Then Scoots seems to get a twinkle in her eye, in reality this was just the sun reflecting off the scooter, but Scootaloo looked up at Anon with a grin anyway.
“I know exactly how we can test this out, and we could even end up getting our cutie marks.” She says with a mischievous grin, “CRUSADERS! HUDDLE UP!” She bellows out.
All three Crusaders huddle up, but all Anon can hear is quiet whispers. After a few minutes talking, all three of the Crusaders turn to Anon with wicked grins.
“Oh….” Anon says looking down at them, “Oh, oh no, don’t you even…..”
And back to where we started!
‘Now I’m at the top of a hoof built ramp, a huge hoof built ramp by the way, and staring down at the three who put me up here.’ Anon thought glumly to himself.
“Girls, are you sure this is safe? This ramp seems to be a bit, well, higher up than I thought it would be.” Anon yells down.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine! Bloom built this ramp to the best of her abilities!” Scootaloo shouts back.
“That doesn’t exactly give me confidence.” Anon whispered to himself.
“What was that?” He heard from below.
“Nothing, just..... psyching myself up.” Anon replied.
As Anon started rolling forward the only prevailing thought in his brain was, ‘Well, here we go.’
The rush of wind and the squeak of wheels was the last thing Anon remembered before everything went black. As he came to, he saw Applejack and Rainbow sitting in front of him looking at him worried.
“Ugh, my head.” He rubbed the back of his head and felt a giant bump. “Great, that would be why I don’t remember anything too well.”
Then Anon felt a hoof slap him.
“HEY! What’s the big idea?” he said turning his head to find a fuming Rainbow staring back at him.
“'What’s the big idea?’ You could’ve died you dummy! You’re just lucky you had the fastest flier in Equestria to save you.” She says with her nose turned up.
Applejack just shakes her head, “Ah think what Rainbow is tryin’ ta say is, while we’re glad you’re ok, sugarcube what were ya thinkin’ going down a ramp that big?”
Anon looked over at the ramp and noticed just how huge it actually was.
“Huh.” Was all he said.
Rainbow started to look more annoyed now.
“That’s all you have to say? After nearly dying?” she asked.
Anon looked back at Rainbow and shrugged his shoulders.
Rainbow smiled, “You’ve got guts, I’ll say that”
“RAINBOW!” Applejack exclaimed.
“What? He does.” Rainbow replied.
This in turn started an argument between the two that was only broken by Anon putting his hand up.
“I have one question, did the scooter and helmet survive?” he asked.
The CMC popped up from behind the ramp and ran towards Anon. All the while Scootaloo had a huge grin across her face and she was riding what looked to be a perfectly working scooter. Applejack and Rainbow looked on curiously.
“Wow! I can’t believe it survived the fall! Nice work Nonie!” Sweetie excitedly said.
“Yea, you were all ‘WOOSH’ and then you were like ‘AAAHHHH’ and crashed a lot down the ramp, until Rainbow Dash swooped in to save you. It was so AWESOME!” Scootaloo said while acting out all of her sound effects.
“Just one problem though, the helmet didn’t really survive.” Bloom said sadly.
She hands the cracked helmet to Anon. Anon proceeds to check it out, looking inside of it and feeling along the crack. When he’s done he frowns at the Crusaders and chucks the helmet beside him.
“Oh well, I’ll just have to get you a new helmet Scoots.” He says.
All three of the Crusaders walk up to Anon and hug him, eliciting a collective ‘Aww’ from Rainbow and AJ.
“I don’t care about the helmet, even though it was pretty cool, not twenty percent cool, but pretty cool.” Scoots replied.
Applebloom chimes in, “All we care about is if yer ok Anon.”
“Yea, I don’t know what we would do if we lost our Nonie.” Sweetie Belle said.
Anon hugs all three of them tighter while chuckling.
“Thanks girls, I don’t know what I would do if I lost my pet hamster either.”
The CMC look at Anon worried, as do Rainbow and AJ.
“Ah think that bump on yer noggin was a bit worse than you thought.” AJ said.
“That’s nice talking pony, but I have to take my nap now.” Anon said slumping over, “If I don’t, Nana will get mad.” At this Anon closed his eyes and went right out.
AJ looks at Anon curiously, but when she doesn’t hear any other sounds, except that of Anons quiet breathing, she just shakes her head snickering.
“Come on girls, let’s get him inside so he doesn’t wake up wondering why he’s laying on the ground.” AJ said.
Author's Note
Alrighty! New chapter, new mini adventure for our.... 'hero'. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Always remember though, rate fairly, comment grammatically correctly, maybe do the macarena, I mean....if you feel like it that is.
Peace out -BP