"I love you!"
"You do?"
Twilight nods.
Well shit.
You never thought that she would ever feel this way about you...
Well, maybe you did a little bit.
She leans forward to kiss you.
"Kiss me, Anon..."
"I...uhh, wa-"
"ANON!"
"Oh...fuck"
You turn around to see Velvet, furious.
"HOW COULD YOU?!" she shouts at you.
"Ve-Velvet! Its not what it looks like! I don't feel this way about he-"
Oh shit.
You turn around to see Twilight sobbing.
That was quick....
"Twi-Twilight! I'm sorry, I just don'-"
"I HATE YOU, ANON!"
.....
"You...You don't mean tha-"
"I HATE YOU!"
"I HATE YOU TOO!" Velvet yells.
You don't know what to do.
You're frozen in fear.
"Twilight, Velvet...I'm sorry..."
"You're a horrible person, Anon! I wish I'd never met you."
Rainbow Dash appears from the fog.
"Loser."
A clown runs up to you and pulls out a horn.
"HONK HONK!"
Wait...what the fuck?
"Kiss the Clown, Anon!" Velvet declares.
"What?! NO!" you say, shaking your head quickly in protest.
"We'll only forgive you if you KISS. THE. CLOWN!"
You look towards the Clown.
"Honk."
What in the holy mother of all that is shit is going on?
You lean in towards the clown to kiss him.
Carnival music starts playing.
"MOM!" Twilight shouts, "Don't make him kiss the clown! I'm jealous!"
"HE HAS TO TWILIGHT!"
Oh Jesus.
You lean in further, closing your eyes, ready to receive the second kiss of your life...from a clown.
"HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK"
This has to be a dream...
"WHADABATHEFUCK" You interject, shooting upright in your bed.
Your heart is pounding.
There's a cold sweat forming all around your body.
Your thoughts immediate land on one thing:
Clowns.
"What is wrong with me...?"
You lightly slap your on face to make sure you're awake.
Okay...looks good.
You look over at your clock, 3:12 AM...
Still pitch black outside.
You've only gotten about 3 hours of sleep.
Sighing, you get up out of bed and wipe your eyes.
"What the FUCK was that all about?"
You yawn again and stretch.
You're still a little bit unsettled by what the fuck just happened.
Sitting back on your bed, you stare down at the floor and wonder why you just dreamed what you did...
.....
Dreams are just....random. There isn't anything more to it.
You snap your desk lamp back off and slide into bed...
As you settle back into the relaxing comfort of your bed, you start to slip out of consciousness again...
.......
"Anon...."
"What..."
"Anon....." you hear a voice through the darkness.
"Who is it...?"
You suddenly see Velvet...
On top of you.
On a fucking bed?
ON A FUCKING BED.
"Anon...please..." she moans.
Testosterone kicking in.
"Whoa, wait...How did I-"
"You don't need to ask any questions...I'm your teacher now..." she says seductively.
She pulls off her shirt, her breasts bouncing behind her bra as gravity pulls them back down.
Amazing...
She straddles her hips against yours.
Full Erect.
"Velvet..."
"Anon...."
"Anon!"
"ANON"
"ANON! Get up! Its almost 8!"
Velvet?
VELVET?!
You sit up in your bed, breathing heavily again.
You wipe your eyes quickly.
Whoa wait a fuck.
Its bright outside.
Your clock.
7:48AM.
........
Oh. FUCK.
You throw your covers off, suddenly realizing that you're still at full attention.
Fucking shit.
You can't risk going out there fully erect with your mom hanging around.
Quick! Think of not sexy things.
Grannies.
Dead puppies.
Cartoon horses.
Spiders.
Inflation.
....There we go. Anon Jr is starting to get bored.
You look over at your door, still locked.
She must have just been yelling at you through it.
Good, Good.
She didn't see your dick.
With a sigh, you throw on clothes, not bothering to take a shower...
What if you see Twilight at school?
Sure, you don't like her, but...you have to be presentable.
What the hell, you're going to be late anyway.
Walking out of your room, you head towards the bathroom.
"Anon! You're going to be late!"
"Yeah. I am."
She sighs exasperatedly.
"Anon, you're going to miss your first class at this rate."
"I have really good attendance. Its not that big of a deal."
As you reach the bathroom she shouts, "Don't make a habit of this!"
"Yeah, yeah."
You open the bathroom door and shut it behind you.
Shave.
Shower.
Brush teeth.
Get dressed.
Check clock:
8:04
Ready at around 15 minutes.
Not too bad.
You walk out to your living room, backpack slung over your shoulder.
"Where are my shoes.."
Oh yeah. You left them in your room.
You jolt back to your room to retrieve them.
"Anon, I'm driving you!" Your mom calls from the living room.
"What?"
You walk back out, shoes in hand.
"No, go to bed. You just got home."
"You're really late, Anon."
"Yeah? And? Its not like this happens everyday. I don't want you to drive me while you're tired. You'll crash and kill me." you say, passing her as you walk to the front door.
She sighs.
"Alright. I'm going to bed then."
"I envy you. I want to go back to bed instead of sit in boring class all day."
"You have no ambition, Anon."
"I know. See ya."
"Have a good day."
"You too."
You swing that front door open and start heading towards school.
Its overcast again.
Oh boy.
Its been storming a lot lately.
And you don't have an umbrella...
Don't even have one at home either.
......
Just don't rain until you get to school...please...
A cool breeze pushes past you as you make your way to school.
Twilight doesn't know anything about what happened the other night, so you can still hang out with her.
You wonder if that's a good idea.
You still haven't met the band yet like she said she'd do.
Maybe Twilight doesn't want you to meet the band...
Nah, you're just being paranoid.
You're about halfway to school when...
Drop.
You feel a little water hit your face.
Wha?
Then a couple.
Then several.
Then a metric fuck ton of them.
Ah, god dammit.
You don't want to run this early in the morning...
You're at the front doors of the school, inside the building.
The students who see you either gasp or snicker.
Class is in session, so there's only a few wandering about.
And its already second period...you missed your entire first class.
You are anonymous, and you're drenched from head to toe.
You're not really sure what you should do.
Pulling off your shoes, you drain the water out of them, letting the water fall onto the tile flooring of the school.
Fuck it. Who cares.
You slip them back on.
This is a fucking mess.

Author's Note

Yes, clowns do not rain. It is physically impossible unless they are melted and then evaporated into the sky then gravity forces the clown to the ground.
New Policy: Every Other chapter will be written in Green text non-edited format so you may see how it was when I posted it on my pastebin.