Meanwhile, in Anon's head

by Cuber Snuggles

Rating: everyone
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Princess Luna, Anon, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Random, Discord, Princess Celestia
Length: 994

Anon is having some weird dreams. But what is there purpose?

Anon is having some weird dreams. But what is their purpose?

When you have writers block...

Published 2017-05-31 00:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-05-31 00:00:01 UTC

A chapter

“Oh, Anon... Mr. Anonymous, look at this fine mess you've gotten yourself into.”

“Um, what mess?” Anon asked in confusion. Confused either by the invisible voice or this supposed mess.

“The same mess you're always in.”

“And that would be?”

“Laziness…”

Anon looked around at the nothingness around him “Oh yeah, that's right…”

So Anon just sat there, being lazy, as usual. According to the voice, that is.
It's is at this point that Anon realized something.

“Wait, who are you?”

The voice gave a small chuckle “Why, I'm your subconscious! Don't you remember me?”

“Nope,” Anon replied “I've been subconsciously pushing you away since, like, 4th grade or something.”

“Oh…” Replied Anon’s subconscious “wait, how do you subconsciously push me away when I'm you're subconscious?” Anon's subconscious inquired.

“With me.” said a third voice.

“Who are you?” Asked Anon's subconscious to this third voice, who was rudely eavesdropping on their conversation.

“I am Anon's sub-subconscious.”

“Oh” replied Anon's subconscious to Anon's sub-subconscious “How many of us are there?”

“I can't decide if there's to much or not enough of us…” said Anon's sub-subconscious to Anon's subconscious

Anon cleard his throat “Ahem, aren't we supposed to be talking about me or something?”

Both voice, despite not having eyes, gave him a glare. “I don't know. Aren't we just figments of you imagination?” they both said in unison.

Anon shrugged his shoulders “I dunno, I'm too lazy to find out, apparently.”

Silence filled the air. The voices not speaking a word, like they should. Leaving Anon all to himself.

…

“Where the heck am I anyways?”

Meanwhile, in Canterlot Castle…

Princess Luna sighed as she looked into the dream of Equestria’s human resident Anon as he continues to just sit in a white void of nothingness, apparently conversing with himself. “Why dose he always do this?” She moaned loudly to the emptiness of her chamber.

“What is wrong, my sister?” Princess Celestia asked from behind her

Her sister's sudden appearance made Luna jump in surprise “How did you get in here?” She asked while catching her breath.

Celestia pointed at the door “you left the door open, again.”

Luna sighed “I do have a habit of doing that, do I?”

Celestia giggled “Yes, you do. Now, tell me what's wrong.”

“It's Anon. Every night since last month, all his dreams have been him talking to random entities of his own creation! Last night, he talked to his stomach about how tasty water is!” Luna complained.

Celestia looked at her sister with confusion “does water even have a taste?”

Luna grabbed her sister by the shoulders “it doesn't! That's what's so madding!” Luna started to pout “If I knew about Anon before he got here, I would already be back on the moon!”

Celestia winched “That bad, huh?”

Luna didn't reply with words, but instead slowly shook her head yes.

It was Celestia’s turn to sigh “Fine, I'll send a letter to Twilight informing her about his lack of, well, creativity or something along the lines.”

Luna's eyes lit up “Thank you so much!”

Meanwhile, in Ponyville...

Dear Twilight Sparkle.

I'd like to inform that Ponyville's local human Anon is experiencing a lack of creativity that is resulting in a lack of motivation. Please see to it that Anon gets the proper treatment by encouraging him to participate in friendship pursuits to help him overcome his lazyness. Please, make haste, for my sister's sanity depends on it.

From your former mentor, Princess Celestia

Twilight looked at the letter sent by the princess. She then walked over to the couch Anon was sleeping on and removed the lucid dreaming spell she casted on him.

Anon slowly rose up and yawned “did it work?” He asked Twilight, with a growing smile.

Twilight nodded in response “it did. But why did you want me to do this?”

Anon's smile grow to more of a crap-eating one “oh, you'll see.”

Two days later, back in Canterlot...

Twilight, Celestia, and Luna all looked with horror and confusion as more and more of random things were transformed into different colors.

“What the hay?” Was all the princesses could say.

“Is this Discord's doing?” Asked Luna

“Who else could it be” sighed Twilight.

Before anything else could be spoken, a letter appeared in a blast of balloons.

Celestia grabbed it with her telekinesis and read it aloud

Dear princesses

Hi! It's me, Anon! I'm so glad you encouraged me to make friends. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't of had met Discord. We're having a blast together!

Just then, another blast of confetti appeared.

Anyways, ponies with color blindness don't get to see enough of the world, so we've decided to fix that by switching the color palettes of, well, everything! We've got a lot of work ahead of us, so that's it for now. Bye!

P.S. we're still having trouble identifying the flavor of water, so would you mind helping use out by taste testing? Thanks in advance!

About five gallons of water fell down onto Twilight. Completely soaking her.

Celestia and Luna both looked at each other in confusion while Twilight was screaming internally.

“Oh well,” Celestia said through gritted teeth “at least his dreams are better, right?”

Meanwhile, back in Ponyville…

Pinkie pie is still trying to figure out what happened to her balloons and confetti supply, and why her five gallon pool was empty. Probably something to do with why she was orange.

Author's Note

I am so sorry.

An epilogue

Meanwhile, on the moon...

Anon was staring at a letter in his hands

Dear Anonymous...

You're now on the moon. You will not return until we say so.

Signed: Celestia, Luna, and Twilight.

P.S. go screw yourself — Pinkie Pie.

Anon smiled to himself "worth it."

Author's Note

I'm still sorry.