THE THIRD DAY 6:30 PM "THE GOLDEN OAK LIBRARY"

"You're not going to eat your fries?" Twilight asked, a little disappointed to have gone through the trouble of making it if Anonymous wasn't going to eat it.

"It's uh... Hay." He said, playing with it using his fork.

"If you wanted something else, you should have said so." Spike put his bowl of gems up, offering some to Anon.

Anonymous fixed his eyes on Twilight.

"I'm fine with the hay for now, thank you."

He stared down at his plate of hay fries, trying not to gag. He took a deep breath in and put some in his mouth, and chewed for a few minutes before swallowing.

"Not half bad..." Anonymous said while getting another handful of hay.

Everyone ate in silence for a while before Spike broke the tension.

"So... I hear Applejack and Rainbow Dash are planning a camping trip at Winsome Falls."

"That sounds enjoyable, when is it?" Twilight inquired.

"Next weekend."

Spike glanced over at the alien, who hadn't even looked up from his plate to acknowledge the conversation.

"What do you think about camping, Anon?"

The biped put his fork down and looked up at the dragon.

"It's a good way to get in touch with nature, but I'm not interested in going if that's why you brought it up." Anonymous said, quickly returning back to his plateful of hay.

The silence returned for a few minutes until Anonymous said something.

"I've been thinking about what you said, Twi. About cutting me in half in the name of science."

Twilight started to worry, either he was going to do something crazy again, or he was going to make her feel worse about the whole situation.

"I'd like to make a deal."

Those words caught Twilight off guard. After all, what did Twilight have to offer that Anon couldn't build himself? He'd proven himself to be able to control various machines with seemingly endless functions, so what did he not have?

"I'll let you take a skin sample, but only if you let me get a better look at that horn." He said while finishing off the last of his hay.

"That's it? All you want is a look at my horn?"

"Yes. You have successfully repeated what I just said." Anon replied in an monotone voice.

"What, do you not have magic where you come from?" Spike inquired before crunching another gem.

Anonymous started to laugh. "Magic?" He turned his attention over to Twilight. "Alright, Houdini, show me what you've got."

The extraterrestrial rested his head on his fist, waiting for her to perform some magic. Twilight shot him a look of confidence before charging up her horn.

Anonymous had already gotten a small sample of the 'magical' capabilities when he met the Princesses, but he wanted to know what was the extent of their powers. Could it be used in battle? Could it be used on a manufacturing line? What can it do?

A purple aura materialized around one of Anon's forks. The fork started to raise up in front of his eyes.

"Is that it?" He said, uninterested.

Twilight frowned before coming up with something that would astonish the visitor.

The aura disappeared, and the fork fell back to the table, making a loud clinking sound. Anonymous' empty plate started to glow. Gems started to appear out of thin air, one by one they started to stack themselves higher and higher on the alien's plate.

"Now that's what I call a magic trick!" Spike said, snatching some of the gems that were forged from nothingness.

When Twilight finished casting the spell, the tower of gems reached from the table to the ceiling, much to Spike's delight. It didn't take long before the table cracked under the weight, dumping everyone's plates and silverware on the ground, as well as the hundreds of rocks that were now hurling down on top of everyone.

Anon put his arms up to prepare for impact. When he realized the tower was no longer collapsing, he put his arms down. Twilight's horn was still glowing, and so were the gemstones. The gems started to fade out of existence. The two ends of the table lifted off the ground and came together. All the plates, bowls, and silverware floated off of the ground and landed on the table in front of everyone in the appropriate order.

'Well... Houdini never did that.' Anonymous thought to himself.

"Okay, I'm mind-blown." He jokingly admitted to a smirking Twilight.

"So, when can I get that tissue sample?" The triumphant unicorn asked.

"Immediately."

THE THIRD DAY "THE BASEMENT" 6:47 PM

Twilight was a little tense being held under Anon's machine.

He had already moved into the basement, bringing very little with him.

From what Twilight could tell, all he brought was a cot to sleep in, the terminal from the Mini-Screw, and a small bag with Celestia-knows-what inside of it. Nothing that she recognized as being dangerous, which kept her calm under his apparatus.

The device he held over Twi's horn fit was the shape of a rectangle and was roughly the size of his hand. One side of the rectangle flashed symbols and images much like the Terminal did.

"Hmm..." Anon said under his breath, looking at the device's display.

"That's all I needed." He said, pulling it away from Twilight's horn.

"What did you get from that?" She asked.

"None of your business." Anon said, putting the rectangular device in his pocket.

Twilight brought her hooves up to her horn to see if Anon had done anything to it.

"Now, about that sample..."

The alien looked around at Twilight's many scientific instruments that surrounded him before grabbing a test tube from one of the nearby tabletops.

He pulled something out of the pocket that didn't contain the 'horn-scanning' device. Twilight quickly recognized it as a pocket knife.
Anon flipped the blade out, and started carving a small patch of skin out of his left arm. He bit his lip and stifled a grunt while making the incision. When the sliver of skin was removed, he placed it in the tube and handed it to Twilight.

'It's a good thing I ordered Spike to stay upstairs, he's uncomfortable around Anon with a knife ever since the incident earlier today...'

"I could of given you some anesthesia..." Twilight said, feeling a little guilty she didn't offer it sooner.

"I can do without it, thank you very much." Anon said, clutching his wound.

Twilight brought the sample over to one of her microscopes and placed the bleeding skin under the lens.

"You seem like a scientist, how much does your species know about the universe?" Anon asked while looking at his wound, which was already starting to clot.

"We know how things work, we just don't know why they do what they do..." Twilight trailed off while scrutinizing the skin's cells.

'Eukaryota cell structure... nothing that different from us so far.'

"I don't know how much you've progressed in The Theory of Everything, but we've got some major answers if you're interested."

"That... sounds interesting..." Twilight said, not paying much attention to the conversation.

'These cells are incredibly energetic. Is it a disorder or is it normal for his species?' She pondered, looking at the sample even closer.

"What time do you usually get up? I wouldn't want to disrupt your schedule." Anon said, sitting down on his cot.

"It has to be a disorder... Healthy cells don't divide this quickly..." Twilight thought out loud, though too quiet for Anonymous to pick up.

"What?"

Twilight snapped back into reality.

"Uhh... Nothing."

She wondered if he knew about his condition, and if she talked to him about it, would he be mad at her for bringing it up?

Sparkle wasn't an expert in biology, but this wasn't like anything she had ever seen before.

'They're dividing like cancerous cells, but every daughter cell produced is killed by the immune system, restricting cancerous
growth... '

She was stumped, whatever Anon had, it didn't seem to be doing much damage to the tissue, just draining it of energy.

"Well... As much as I love sitting in awkward silence, I'm heading back upstairs to hang out with Spike."

Twilight raised her head from the microscope to wave goodbye to Anonymous.

He waved back with his left hand, the wound out for all to see.

As Twilight was waving, she saw the chunk taken out of his arm had already grown back and was barely inflamed.

'Did he perform a healing spell while I wasn't looking?'

Anon closed the door to the basement, leaving Twilight all alone to her laboratory and the skin sample.

She looked at the cells some more, how they would divide and die. It seemed pointless... Twilight submerged the sample in different liquids, changed the lens on her microscope. She didn't get any answers. Twilight picked up a nearby scalpel and cut the tissue, hoping for something to happen.

To her surprise, as soon as the took the scalpel away from the incision, the skin started to heal. The blood that was being drained from the cut started to thicken, to the point where it formed a scab. Within seconds, the color of the scab started to equalize back to the color of the skin, leaving no trace of the injury.

Twilight was excited about her discovery, she tinkered with the sample a few more times, looking under the microscope while cutting the skin. Eventually, she came to a logical conclusion.

'Whenever his body is damaged, the daughter cells don't die, instead they multiply to compensate for the tissue lost in the injury. That has to be why Anon can heal so quickly...'

Now that it's purpose was clear, it was quite fascinating to watch. It wasn't a disorder, It wasn't an accident. It was engineered, and beautifully so.

Anon had taken his cells-- himself, and modified it to survive deadly injuries, defy death! He really was older than the Universe.

Twilight decided to keep the sample for further study. Who knows what other secrets it might hold about Anonymous?

THE THIRD DAY "THE GOLDEN OAK LIBRARY" 9:21 PM

"And in my world, we don't need horses. We have motorized carriages called 'Automobiles'." Anon explained to a sleep-deprived Spike.

"Huh... Do any of you walk or run anymore?" Spike inquired, yawning halfway through.

"Of course, but for recreation, for--"

"Alright, I think that's enough talking about aliens for one day." Twilight interrupted, looking a little tired herself.

"Okay then, goodnight little buddy." Anon gave Spike a pat on his head before walking away to give the two some privacy.

"I never thought today would end, it's been so eventful." Twilight told her assistant.

"Even if he seems a little crazy, I'm glad we're letting him stay. " Spike yawned again. "He's a nice guy..."

Twilight used her magic to pull the covers around Spike in his tiny bed.

"See you in the morning." She whispered as Spike drifted off to sleep.

Twilight trotted over to her bedroom to go to sleep herself, before being approached and stopped by Anon.

Anonymous gave a sincere look. "Look, I'm... Sorry about earlier. I guess I overreacted."

"No, it was my fault to ask so much of you, I'm sorry."

"In any case, you didn't ask for a tissue sample, you asked for one of my artificial organs."

Twilight was uncertain about where this was going.

"And, well, I only need one kidney..."

Anonymous put his hand out to Twilight, who used her magic to hold the object handed to her.

It was shaped like a kidney, and that's all the two objects had in common. The artificial one was metallic, and painted white with black stripes in the shape of an 'A'. The ends where the arteries and ureter would of connected were made of fabric, and still had some of his internal muscle attached.

"This is very... generous of you." Twilight remarked, a little horrified that he just carved out his own kidney as a gift.

"Think nothing of it, Twilight Sparkle. You've been very generous to open up your home to a total stranger."

Twilight smiled, levitating the metal organ over to her bedside table. She'd disassemble it tomorrow. She was very sleepy, and needed to rest as soon as possible.

"Well... Goodnight." Anonymous said, making his way downstairs and into the basement.

"Goodnight..."

Twilight flopped onto her bed, not bothering to pull the sheets over her. She stretched out, and turned on her side. Going to sleep was going to be too easy, as easy as closing her eyes.

THE THIRD DAY "THE BASEMENT" 11:25 PM

Anonymous turned off his computer, and laid back on his cot, releasing a large sigh. The entire day flashed by his eyes, how he met Twilight and her friends, how the Princesses were so kind to him, how interested Spike was in his home world.

It was a great day.

Anon closed his eyes, and stretched out his limbs as far as he could. Now that he thought about it, what was he doing before he was woken up? Pictures briefly flashed through his head. Pictures of the office, pictures of himself. His train of thought slowed down, and eventually stopped.

He opened his eyes, and it was already daylight. Except he wasn't in Twilight's library anymore. He was behind a desk... His old desk. Everything came flooding back to Anonymous, his time on Earth and what he did there.

He could see something in his peripheral vision, something looking at the scene alongside him. Anon tried to move his eyes to see the creature next to him, but he couldn't.

"Do not worry." A familiar voice said.

No matter how much Anon tried to look at the figure besides him, his eyes wouldn't obey. His only hope was to wait for this odd nightmare to end.

Author's Note

And all that motivation was consumed by writing this one chapter.

Also: I do not have an editor or any beta-readers. It's just me going over it several times, so if there's a grammatical error it's because I am a dumb. (Not looking for an editor, by the way)