The Anon House, late at night

Annie opened her eyes as she heard a loud noise followed by the sound of someone cursing. Curious as to what had woken her from her very pleasant dream, she threw her bedsheets to the side and slipped on her bunny slippers. She walked out into the hallway and looked to the other five rooms that made up the second floor. She passed by Knight's, Edgy's and Filly's rooms as she heard nothing, she didn't want to know what she heard from Horny's room. She came to the foot of Anon's door, noticing light coming from under the small gap at the bottom. She pressed her ear to the door and heard frustrated muttering.

"Anon? Are you ok? I heard a loud noise." She said as she knocked the door gently.

"Crap did I wake...yeah I'm fine, a box just fell on my foot."

"Can I come in?"

"Uh...sure."

After she opened the door, Annie found Anon rummaging through a large box of random stuff, with multiple empty boxes stacked in the corner of the room and three unopened boxes next to them. "What are you doing?" She asked tiredly, noticing a smaller box sitting on a stool in another corner.

"Figuring out where to put all my shit. That spell made our rooms almost as big as the house we used it on, just trying to organise a bit." Anon explained while elbow deep in a box of vinyl records and video games.

"In the middle of the night?"

"I wasn't that tired." Anon explained before giving out a comically long yawn. He looked to Annie who just looked at him unconvinced. "What?"

"You know it's next to impossible to lie to a woman right?"

"Correction! You just need to be a master of lies, which I am. I once convinced a 30 year old single mother that i was a Nigerian prince, had a ton of sex before her girlfriend found out three weeks later."

"You now, if I hadn't done something similar I would call you a horrible human being."

Anon chuckled and shook his head. "Trust me, we're both horrible."

"How do you know I'm horrible?"

"You're literally me from a universe where the only difference is that I have two globes on my chest and not between my legs."

Annie raised her finger to argue, but lowered it and nodded. "Yeah true. I take it you also had the cops on you for weed use?"

"How the hell was I supposed to know my hotel room was across the state line?"

Both laughed and Annie sat next to her male counterpart before placing a hand on his shoulder. "What's the real reason you're up?"

Anon's smile slipped and he looked back to his boxes. "I didn't have a very pleasant dream..." He muttered before lifting out an Elvis record and placing it in an open cabinet. "It's been awhile since I've had a dream like it on account of Luna watching my dreams like a damn pervert, but I guess she was too busy ruining a poor stallion's pelvis tonight."

“What was the dream about?” Annie asked softly.

Anon stopped and looked to her with a confused expression. “Do you not get them too? Didn’t we have the same life experiences? If so you should know what I’m talking about.”

“I...don’t remember having specific bad dreams.”

Anon turned his body to face her fully and looked her in the eye. “April 27th 2008, does that date ring any bells?”

“Other than a botched blind date and an empty bottle of wine, no.”

Annie could see the realisation in her counterpart’s eyes as his expression softened. “Well, I guess there’s more differences than I thought.” He said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Why do you sound disappointed?”

Anon turned back to his box and pulled out another record. “It’s nothing, honestly I’m glad you didn’t go through it. Gotta have one of us have some kinda light hearted backstory, otherwise this thing isn’t just gonna turn into some edgy bullshit from start to finish.”

Annie sighed and stood up. “Well knowing how stubborn I am when it comes to things that bother me or piss me off, I’m pretty sure you aren’t gonna tell me anything.”

“Yeperdoodles.”

“Alright then.” As she went to leave, Annie stopped at the door and looked back to Anon. “Just promise me you won’t let whatever angst you’re holding in doesn’t build up, we’ve already got a version of us that’s depressed and angst driven.”

“I promise.” Anon replied with a small smile.

Annie smiled back and headed back to her room, leaving Anon alone with his thoughts. Once he heard her bedroom door close, Anon closed the box of records and games before grabbing a jacket.

Edgy, who was also still awake for emo reasons, watched Anon walk towards Ponyville from his bedroom window, having listened to the whole conversation. “April 27th 2008...should have guessed another one of me went through it...” He muttered to himself before walking back to his bed. “Seems he handled it a lot better though....I wonder why that is....”

As he was about to climb under his bedsheets he heard the wood floor of the hallway creak and he rolled his eyes.

He opened his bedroom door and punched Horny in the neck.

“Don’t try to sneak into the female bedrooms again...or I’ll use my knife to cut someone else for once...” He warned as he dragged the gasping embodiment of impure thoughts back to his room.

Outside Twilight’s Castle, the next morning

Spike, Smirky Shield and Clear Sky flopped down onto a nearby bench as the looked over the crystal castle that stood before them. Smirky wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead and sighed in relief. “Thank Faust’s...great holy ass we’re done...”

“You’d think Celestia...could have spared a few mages...or at least...some unicorn guards for this...” Clear gasped out as he rubbed his aching muscles.

The castle now had many chains wrapped around it, all containing various magical runes and spells that placed seals all around the castle.

“At the very least...this’ll keep Twilight from acting crazy.” Spike stated as he caught his breath. “Man if I had my dragon wings that coulda been so much simpler.”

“Oh yeah, dragons are supposed to have wings right?” Smirky asked. “What’s with you then?”

“My Guess is dragons get them at some point during pubetry, but since I’m around these ponies and have been raised by Twilight all my life my growth has been stunted.” Spike answered. “Honestly I don’t know that much about my own species, I should really arrange a meeting with Ember so she can teach me this stuff.”

“Speaking of that Dragon Lord, when you’re finally legal age you’re gonna fuck her right?” Smirky asked with his trademark smirk, earning himself a smack on the back of the head from his coworker.

Spike blushed furiously and cringed. “Ugh...I should have known you’d bring something like that up, Princess Celestia warned me about you months ago...”

“Didn’t answer my question.” Smirky pointed out as he rubbed the sore spot on the back of his head while Clear was wondering if his partner was starting to become numb to his punishments.

“Well, it’s not like I haven’t thought about asking her out, but honestly I don’t have much interest in her.”

“How come? She not your type or something?”

“It’s not that, it’s...I think being raised by ponies has hard wired my brain to find ponies attractive and not dragons.” Spike answered in a low voice. “I look at a pretty mare and I feel certain things, I see a good looking dragon and...nothing.”

Smirky leaned over to Clear and whispered into his ear. “I think the kid is gonna need some serious mental help...”

“Why? It’s not like interspecies relationships are illegal.” Clear pointed out.

“No, not with that. It’s just from this conversation I’m starting to feel that him being raised by ponies his whole life hasn’t just affected his growth physically, but mentally.”

Clear looked to his friend with a bemused expression. “How the hell?”

“I have a minor in child psychology.”

Just before this totally unnecessary conversation that will definitely not be brought up in the future in any way could continue, a loud boom could be heard from within the castle.

“Sounds like Twilight finally woke up.” Spike said as he watched multiple purple lights shine out of the castle windows, which he figured was Twilight trying to force her way out of the seals with spells. “Hopefully she gives up soon before she exhausts herself.”

“What in tarnation is goin’ on here?” The three looked to their right to see Applejack looking up at the castle in confusion. “Has Twilight had another mental breakdown like when she missed sendin’ a letter to the Princess?”

“No, not yet anyway. Princess Celestia is in the middle of doing something that Twilight doesn’t really like and would most likely try to stop, so the Princess placed her under house arrest until everything is sorted out.” Spike explained as he went to greet his friend. “Anyway, what are you doing her AJ? Shouldn’t you be at the farm setting up for the day?”

Applejack looked to the tiny dragon with a soft smile. “Well it’s a bit slow at the farm nowadays, still waitin’ for the apples to ripen. I figured I’d come see if there was any word from the Princess on the whole strike situation. I’m guessin’ this ain’t a good sign.”

“The Princesses are working on the details for your strike.” Clear began. “However there are still issues that you used to deal with that they and the royal guard can’t direct resources to, so Celestia put together a temporary group to do your job until the strike is resolved.”

"Guessin' Twi didn't take too kindly to that?" Applejack asked as the ground shook from another magical blast inside the castle.

"She could have taken it better." Spike mumbled. "It's gonna take forever to clean the mess she's making in there..."

"Well, who'd the Princess pick for that temporary team?"

At that moment a tired looking Anon walked past the group, who's eyes followed the human as he walked across their lines of sight.

Once the human was out of sight, Applejack turned to the three to get her answer, but they stayed silent. A few second later she connected the dots.

"Yer kiddin' right?" She asked with a raised brow. "She picked grumpy ol' Anon to handle friendship problems while we strike?"

"He's not always grumpy, and the Princess seems pretty confident that he'll do well." Clear answered while getting off the bench and stretching his legs. "Just please make sure Princess Twilight and any other hot headed friends of yours don't get in their way, we could really use your help on this."

Applejack sighed and nodded. "Alright, I'll keep her out of the...wait, 'their?'"

"There may be five more Anons now, kay bye." With that Clear and Smirky were poofed away by a flash of magic.

"Five more..." Applejack whispered to herself in curiosity. "Hey Spike, are you busy?"

"Not really, why?"

Applejack turned to the route that led to the local human's home. "I just wanna check that no trouble'll come of this, wouldn't mind some friendly company."

Ponyville, marketplace

"I thought that egghead would be out on some boring errands by now." Rainbow Dash spoke to herself as she gently hovered along the marketplace looking for her purple friend. "Maybe she just spent all night reading and collapsed from exhaustion again. Might as well swing by to make sure she's alrig-oof!"

Rainbow was brought out of her speculating as she didn't pay attention to what was in front of her.

"Hey, watch where you're go...ing..." Rainbow began to scold whoever she had bumped into but her voice lowered as she looked up at a large, armoured, bipedal figure. "Who are you and where did you get such awesome armour?" She asked while mesmerised by the awesomeness of the creature before her.

"I am Sir Anonymous the 3rd, but you can call me Knight." Knight greeted cheerfully.

Rainbow snapped out of her trance and looked to the armoured human with a curious expression. "Anon? When did you start going along with Twilight's weird role play sessions?"

Author's Note

I got nothin