Good morning, Sunny," I said, as she walks into the kitchen wearing a sleeveless black shirt

She looks around the table and is surprised to what I made for her and I: pancakes with chopped up bananas and maple syrup, along with a mug of coffee. She skips towards me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Sweet Celestia," said Sunset, as she and I take a seat, "I never knew you were gonna do this for me."

"I want to make today special," I said, as I began cutting my pancakes.

"What do you mean," asked Sunset, who gives me a cocked eyebrow.

"Today is our anniversary of the day we first met."

"Oh right," said Sunset, as she nods her heads in agreement, "I remember that day."

"You were so scared, until I found you," I said, as I look out at the rising sun in the distance, "it was a cold winter day and I remember walking home from work…"

It was about 8:09 PM and damn was it cold outside…

"Damn," said Anon, as he looks at the time on his phone, "8:09? Damn, time flies by."

Anon stops and looks around; surprised that there wasn't that many people out and about on a Saturday night. Usually there is all the time; there would be people walking around the place either hanging out with their friends, girlfriend, boyfriend, etc. Even on winter days they would, but somehow, tonight just wasn't the night for anyone; it's as if they're all at home with their families on Christmas day, even though it's February.

Anon continues his walk until he stops to hear feminine crying from a nearby alley. Anon puts his phone away and cautiously walks up to the alley and looks within it. It was dark, but he did see something movie. Anon reaches back into his pocket and pulls out his phone. He turns on the flashlight and spots a girl near a garbage can, looking up at him with scared eyes. The girl had red and yellow colored hair, cyan colored eyes, and was naked. The girl shivers from cold, as she grips onto her amber colored skin. Anon was shocked; never has he seen that much of homeless people around Canterlot city. He couldn't bear to let this girl die alone out here in the freezing weather.

"Okay Miss," said Anon, as he walks slowly up to her, "don't be scared. I'm not here to hurt you."

The girl stands up and runs away, but falls to the ground onto a puddle. The girl was dripping wet, as she moves her hair to the side and looks back at Anon, who was getting closer to her. The girl crawls backwards ten more feet until her back taps against the dead end. Anon draws closer, making the girl look ever so scared.

"Go away," shouts the girl, "Leave me alone!"

Anon continues to walk up to her and turns off the light from his phone.

"Don't be scared," said Anon, as he puts his phone back into his pocket, "I won't hurt you."

The girl closes her eyes, as Anon takes his jacket off and gently places it around her. The girl slowly opens her eyes and looks at the jacket that covers herself. She looks up at Anon, as he takes a knee; the two stare at one another for a few seconds getting to look at each others facial details. Anon himself had black hair, green eyes and a small scar on his left cheek from an old fight he got when he was eleven.

"Look Miss," said Anon calmly, "I can't leave you out here in the cold. I want you to come with me; I'll give you food, shelter and a place to stay."

Anon stretches out his hand toward her, as the girl looked at it for ten seconds, then back at him. Anon gives the girl a soft smile, trying to make himself look less dangerous. The girl looks back down at his hand and places her hand upon his.

"You've made a good choice," said Anon, as he and the girl walk out of the alley, "don't worry, I'll take good care of you, Miss."

Anon began to take notice of the girls skin; it was cold. Anon then began to feel the girl shivering more than when he saw her.

"Stop," said Anon, as the two of them stop under a light post.

Anon lets go of the girls hand and takes off his mittens and placed them over her hands.

"What are these," asked the girl, as she looks at her now covered hands.

"You never wore mittens before?"

"Never."

"Seems like this is the first time you ever worn them, eh?"

"I guess…"

Anon continue the walk towards home, still holding hands along the way.

"Do you have a name?"

"… Sunset."

"Sunset? Pretty name."

Sunset blushes, making Anon snickers internally. The walk home was another ten minutes; when they made it to the apartment, Sunset walks in and looks around the small place. She looks at the refrigerator, TV, and the laptop on the dining table. She walks over to the couch and sits down shivering. Anon locks the door behind himself and rushes over into his room. He comes back into the living room and sees Sunset giving him a cold smile.

"T-thank y-y-you, Mister," said Sunset, as she gives a sneeze.

"You need to warm up," said Anon, as he wraps her tightly under three layers of blankets, "I'll be back. You need something warm to eat."

"T-t-thank y-you, M-Mister," said Sunset before giving out two more sneezes.

"Bless you," said Anon, "by the way, it's 'Anon'."

"Anon?"

"That's right."

"Again, Th-thank you."

"It felt like yesterday when I found you out there in the cold weather," I said, as Sunset and I finish our pancakes, " After that night, I remember you telling me about Equestria and that you accidentally went through a portal through that statue near Canterlot High. Since then, we became friends and then suddenly, more than that."

"And I still remember you telling me about that fight you had when you were eleven," remarks Sunset, as she takes another sip into her coffee, "I especially remember you getting me these glasses two years ago when my vision wasn't doing so well to see things far away."

"And I still remember that time I took you to the beach and looking at the sun setting in the distance."

The two of us continued remarking more about the past until our mugs were empty. I grabbed both our mugs and began cleaning them, as Sunset sits on the couch and turns on the news.

"Today's weather will be forty-six degrees," said the weatherman, "make sure to stay warm out there."

"Looks like it's gonna be cold today," I said, as I turn on the dish washer, "I won't allow it to screw up our anniversary."

"I'm not gonna allow cold weather to get us cold," said Sunset, as she adjusts her glasses.

"You know what, Sunny," I said, as I sat beside her and wrap my arm around her, "you look sexy when you adjust your glasses."

"Really?" says Sunset, as her cheeks go pink.

"You especially look cute when you blush," I said, making her face go ever more pinker.

"You are such a tease," she said, as she looks away from me.

"I'm serious, Sunny," I said, as I give her a kiss on the cheek.

Sunset looks back at me and gives me a soft smile.

"And I was kidding," giggled Sunset.

The two of us stared at one another for five seconds, until we both gave each other passionate kisses. I slid my tongue into her mouth, as our tongues fought with one another. We pull away from each other, catching our breaths.

"You're a good kisser," said Sunset, as she taps the tip of my nose.

"You as well," I replied.

"How about I go take a shower and get changed," said Sunset, as she stands up and walks away.

I slap her behind, making her give out a cute yelp.

"As you wish," I said, giving her a wink.

"You sound hot when you say that line from The Princess Bride," said Sunset with a wink.

She walks away and shuts the bedroom door.

"Now that she's gone," I said, as I turn on my phone and go to notes, "time to make notes."

1. Take a walk around Canterlot City.

2. Head down to Barnes and Noble for a book (she's a reader after all)

3. Get lunch

4. Arcade (I never knew she could get into games)

5. Dance at Vynil's Shake-Your-Groove Club

6. Sugar Cube Corner

7. Star gazing

"I love it," I said, as I began thinking on what our day will be like, "Today will be perfect."

The door opens and Sunset walks into the living room wearing nothing, but a towel.

"Have you seen my jacket," asked Sunset.

"It's in the dryer," I said, as I pointed towards the sliding doors at the end of the kitchen.

"Thank you, sweetie," said Sunset with a smile, as she walks toward the dryer, while holding onto her towel.

"I can't wait until we leave," I said, as I give out a dreamy sigh.

"What was that," asked Sunset, as she walks past me, gripping onto her jacket.

"Nothing Sunny," I replied.

"Just checking," she said in a singing voice.

"Damn, she looks good in a towel," I said softly to myself.

I then hear the showerhead going off, making me take notice she's getting herself cleaned.

"Hehe. I still remember the day I taught her how to bathe… that was awkward now that I think about it harder."

"Now this," said Anon, as he points to the knob, "you turn it left for hot and right for cold."

Sunset nods, meaning that she understands.

"You then pull this thing," said Anon, as he pulls the diverter, making water pour down into the tub, "and water comes from up there."

Anon pulls aside the curtains, allowing Sunset to walk in and feel the warm water coming down on her face. She blocks her face and stays in that position for two more minutes. Anon sighs, as he changes it from shower to bath. Water pours from the faucet, as Sunset stands there confused.

"What happened," asked Sunset.

"I changed the shower to a bath instead. Please tell me you know how to take a bath."

"I do," said Sunset, as she looks away from Anon with a sad expression.

"Then I'll leave you be and get yourself cleaned," said Anon, as she walks out.

"Wait," says Sunset, making Anon turn around.

"Yes?"

"Could you… clean me, please," said Sunset.

Anon looks at her thin and shaking body and gives out a sigh.

"Of course," said Anon, as he gets to his knees and turns off the water.

Sunset lies backwards into the tub and gives out a relaxed exhale.

"This feels amazing," said Sunset, as she looks over to Anon.

"R-right," said Anon, looking away from Sunset and not being a pervert of some sort.

Anon grabs the sponge and squirts body wash around it, before dipping it into the tub close to Sunset's feet.

"Mind stretching out your legs," asked Anon, as Sunset pulls out a wet leg.

Anon gulps from staring at her thin legs, which looked smooth as baby skin. He takes the sponge and gently slides the sponge around her feet, making her give out a gasp. Anon jolts before continuing up her leg.

"Don't stare! Don't stare! Don't stare," thought Anon to himself.

"Ugh," I said, remarking that perverted moment of my life, "I'm glad she knows how to clean herself now."

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