THE FIFTH DAY "THE GOLDEN OAK LIBRARY" (NON-TARGET) 11:23 AM

"WAKE UP!"

Anonymous jumped up in fear, defensively raising his hands towards the booming voice.

"You've been asleep all morning. Your lunch is on the table." Twilight informed the groggy alien, taking her finished plate to the kitchen to be cleaned.

Anon wiped some of the sweat off his forehead, trying to remember if he dreamed about anything.

'Talk about a nightmare'

He stood up and walked over to the table, realizing that his fort made of blankets was missing, probably taken down by his nerdy roommate.

Spike looked like he just got up too, he was at the table slowly munching away on his breakfast made of gems.

"Good morning." Spike looked towards Anon, smiling at his messed-up hair.

"Hey." Anonymous replied.

They both turned to their plates. Apparently Twilight had taken his 'No hay, please' remark to the extremes.

"Mashed potatoes, potato wedges, sweet potatoes, and mixed nuts?" Anonymous raised an eyebrow at Twilight.

She let out a groan. "You never told me what you eat. I just picked whatever had the most Calories."

'Still better than hay...'

"So, I hear the two of you saved an empire last night. Impressive." Anon said, teasing Spike.

"Twi, tell him what happened." The dragon was getting fed up with Anonymous' smug face.

"We helped save it. The Crystal Ponies are the ones who charged the Crystal Heart so that King Sombra couldn't enter the empire."

Anonymous wasn't a psychologist, but it seemed like Twilight was completely serious, judging from her lack of emotions.

"Oh--Okay?"

"And guess who delivered the Crystal Heart to Princess Cadence?" Spike said, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head.

Twilight rolled her eyes and smiled. "You did, Spike."

"Well that's interesting, I guess you're like a hero to that empire now." Anon said between bites of mashed potatoes.

"Alright now, don't inflate his ego too much. We don't need another Rainbow Dash."

A knock at the door interrupted Spike's comeback. Twilight put down her dishes and trotted over the door to see who it was.

"Maybe it's a crowd of fans." Anon smirked at Spike, who folded his arms, trying to ignore him.

"Cadence! Sunshine, sunshine, ladybugs awake! Clap your hooves and do a little shake!"

The alien watched as Twilight shook her flank in the stranger's face.

'Alien customs, Pfft.'

Whoever it was, they had an awful lot of bodyguards securing the entrance. Anonymous hoped the Princesses hadn't set up an intervention where they would try to talk him out of being an omnivore.

"Anonymous?" The visitor inquired.

"Present." Anon looked up to see who it was. He was somewhat shocked to find another Princess standing in the middle of Twilight's library.

'They're gonna move in before you know it, Anon.'

"Twilight, I want us to spend some time together, but could I talk to him alone for a while?"

"Uhh, sure." Twilight said, feeling a little left out.

"C'mon down to my high-tech Alien lab." He joked, escorting the pink alicorn down the stairs.

THE FIFTH DAY "THE GOLDEN OAK LIBRARY" (NON-TARGET) 11:32 AM

"This is it? This is the most advanced room on Equis?" Cadence asked, sitting down on Anon's cot.

"Don't judge a computer by its tower. Everything in here is up to Galactic standards, give or take a thousand years." Anon said, rifling through his black leather bag.

She didn't understand his reference, but she got the point.

"So I've been wanting to meet you for quite a while, but because of that incident in The Crystal Empire I haven't been able to meet you yet." She said, looking at Anon's 'alphabet board'.

"Alright then, I'll answer some of your questions, and you'll answer some of mine."

Cadence lit up in excitement. Information from other planets was hard to come across.

"Are you going to hurt us?"

"Not unless you hurt me. I'll give you three strikes in case you do."

"Are there other aliens? If so, where are they?"

"They're at the center of the galaxy, all intelligent life gathers around the center of every galaxy."

"What are you capable of?"

"Doing whatever I want, whenever I want, however I want it done."

Cadence was about to bombard Anon with another question before he interrupted her.

"Now-- Who created your species?"

Princess Cadence was confused. Ponies weren't created, they were just... They've always existed.

"Well, we weren't created, we just... Are."

"You haven't noticed that we speak the same language?"

Cadence went into shock as soon as Anonymous finished talking. They had been having a full conversation in Equestrian, and she didn't give it much thought.

"How..."

"English is one of the Universal languages, most lifeforms are taught it as soon as they become capable of internal monologuing."

That's when the Princess realized that Anon had been alive longer than anypony she had ever met before. The things he might have put in motion when Equestria just was a small nation...

"You don't know the answer to my first question, so I'll skip to the second. How long have you had horns?"

"Unicorns and Alicorns have had horns as long as anypony can remember."

"And finally, I need to ask you a favor."

"What is it?" Cadence was a little anxious, he didn't want her to do anything bad, did he?

"Convince your associate Princess Luna that my intentions are strictly honorable." His voice was slurred towards the end of the sentence, but she didn't pay it much attention.

"Okay, but in exchange for one additional question."

"Shoot."

"Why did you come here?"

"Aliens don't care about other lifeforms, they come, they force you to adapt to them, they destroy your world. I'm here to make that inevitable transition easier."

"Transition?"

"Your world changed five days ago. Also, you're out of questions."

Anonymous turned back to his bag and started to pull things out of it, ingoring Princess Cadence. She got up from Anon's cot and trotted over to him, trying to get a peek of the contents of his bag.

"Well, it was a pleasure getting some of my questions answered."

He quickly zipped his bag and turned to Cadence.

"You didn't ask any important questions."

Cadence chuckled, she was fine with the questions she asked. "And what would have been a good question?"

"Are they watching us? Do they know what you're thinking? Can they make you say things? Some of us can do all of the above, which is why you should have asked them."

Anonymous started walking up the stairs, a slightly concerned Princess following behind him.

"And I have a favorite ice cream flavor, you know."

THE FIFTH DAY "THE GOLDEN OAK LIBRARY" (ALIEN HOTSPOT) 2:14 PM

"Look, I signed form 'C-112', I initialed '64-c22' and I filled out document 23. What more do they want?" Anon said, frantically flipping through a stack of paperwork.

"They say the process didn't go through and you're trespassing on their property."

"God, I hate computer systems. Are they sending an investigation party?"

"Yeah, they claim they need your 'Certificate of Property Ownership'. You kept that, right?"

"I got it right now. When are they getting here?"

"Four Proxima-Sols."

Anonymous let out a combination of groaning, moaning, and sighing.

"That's not enough time. These Equines just saw their first alien, how are they going to take their second?"

"Unless you want to go to prison for two thousand years, you'll cooperate with whatever investigator they send."

The man on the other side of the line hung up on Anon. He tossed his phone on the ground, not caring if it broke or not. He then slammed twenty pounds of paperwork on Twilight's nearby lab desk and laid down on his cot in frustration.

"One Proxima-Sol is three hours, but they'll be here in three minutes, I know they will." He said, covering his face with his hand.

"Who were you talking to?"

Anon's throat clenched up. He looked over at a figure by the stairs to see some of Twilight's friends investigating his room.

"I-uh-well-I just-uh..."

"C'mon, Mr. Alien, you can tell us anything." Pinkie Pie appeared from behind Anonymous and put her hoof around his shoulder, hugging him.

"It ain't like seeing aliens can get much weirder, now is it?" Applejack flashed a smile at him.

"Well, some paperwork didn't go through and now I--uh... uh..."

"You can tell us anything, Anon." Fluttershy told the visitor in her quiet voice.

"Well, I've got an investigation with a periscope up my ass, and they're gonna be here any minute now." He said, looking exasperated and upset.

Everypony looked more interested in Anonymous' word choice than his 'investigation'.

"Is that a bad thing, sugarcube?"

"What? Your world is about to be bombarded with alien ships and you don't care?"

"Well, you're a nice alien, and so that means other aliens are as nice as you right? Just more friends to make!" Pinkie said, bouncing around the room.

Several screams came from upstairs followed by Spike quickly running down the basement stairs, tripping multiple times, barely recovering each time.

"Everyone! Come quick!" Spike shouted as ran back up the stairs.

Anonymous didn't need to ask, he already knew the end was apoun them. It was all over.

THE FIFTH DAY "PONYVILLE" (ALIEN HOTSPOT) 2:16 PM

"They're beautiful." Twilight looked up at the fleet of starships that soared through Equestria's atmosphere.

"They make yours look tiny, Anon." Spike said, looking at the supermassive rectangle that darkened the skies above Ponyville.

"Look at that one, It looks like a top spinning!" Rarity gazed up at a rotating ship, beautifully crafted and elegantly flown.

Anon sighed with his head in his hands. "Don't judge a computer by its tower."

"What?" Twilight asked.

"Look, they're trespassing on my-- your planet, and as soon as I clear this up, they're all going to be gone. So make 'friends' while you can."

"Jeez, Anon, what did they ever do to you?" Dash asked, giving him a frown.

"You don't know. I've desensitized you with my presence, but these creatures? Don't let your guard down."

Anonymous looked down from the skies and walked towards where one of the crafts was landing in Ponyville. Thousands, maybe millions of spaceships orbited around this craft. Twilight and her friends followed Anon to it while he held the leather bag in his hand, feeling sick in his gut.

A large black triangle-shaped craft that flashed red lights stopped right in front of Anonymous. On the side that faced them, huge metal doors slid open without hesitation, as everypony got a good look at what the universe had to offer them.

Author's Note

~Missing insightful thing to say~