A/N: This is a rework of the story that got so much love from you guys, “My new pet, is a Unicorn?” There will be a bit of changes within the chapters so heads up on that. I’m not sure how this’ll work out but all I can say is that I’ll do my best on this one.

Enjoy!

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle.

—Plato

Clear and blue the sky was.

Morning had arrived for everyone in Town, mostly everybody was outside going about their daily business such as going to markets, having breakfast at the restaurants, or young kids having fun with their own friends either by playing at their backyard, playing castle, or skateboarding down the empty street. Everyone else who remained inside were either busy with their own activities or were just working at home.

The clear sky was also welcomed by the sun that arrived just in time, it’s rays aiming down at the park were Kids where playing with their friends, parents and siblings. Sun’s and daughter’s with their Mothers and Fathers pushing their children on swings, birds eating seeds off the ground from an elderly women pulling more seeds off of her bag.

A man was down on his knees holding a tiny black box and showing it to the women he loved; everyone would already know what’s bound to happen between those two, there’s a say: “Love is love,” and what would men do to be with the women they love so dear.

The women squealed like a fan girl when the man asked her to marry him, and she instantly accepted the offer. Far off from the two love birds was a young man sitting on a bench watching the two now married couple from a-far. He wore clean white shoes, black jeans, a long-sleeve white shirt underneath his grey charcoal coat. His skin was brightly green and he bore a deep-black question mark on his forehead. He was usually called in proper manner as Mr. Anonymous. But those who knew him call him by his first name: Anon.

Anonymous came to the park because he wanted some time to clear his mind, and put the pieces of his shattered heart back together.

It still hurts just remembering how it all ended.

Two days ago, he got a call from his ex-girlfriend: she was talking to him over the phone, explaining that Both of them should take a brake. She apologized but Anon told her it was okay; on the outside he was fine—yes, to his friends including her, they thought he took it very well like it didn’t hurt him at all. But deep down behind that smile. His heart was ripped in not one, not two. But thousands of pieces.

There where times were he would wake up at night and he’d felt like his heart was being stabbed by sharp knifes again and again. And the cycle repeated every night he’d go to sleep. But Anon stayed strong not just for himself, but for his friends as well.

“Yo Anon!”

His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. He turned to look behind his shoulder and saw his childhood friend, Ben. He wore a orange tangerine jacket, blue jeans, a beanie over his head and had black gloves to keep his hands warm. One eye was normal on the right a perfect chocolate brown color. The one on the left was the opposite, they were contacts.

“Ben,” Said Anon. “What’re you doing here?”

“Looking for you, big boy.” Ben responded before jumping over the bench landing safely while putting his hands over his head and letting out a relaxing sigh. “You didn’t answer any of my calls! Sooooo I decided to find you here, since this is your "secret" spot.”

Anon crossed his arms and looked at him curiously. “And how did you know this was my 'secret,' spot?” Anon asked Ben.

He hummed for what felt like two minutes and tap his chin with his index finger.

“I don’t know I just guessed.” He replied shrugging his shoulders. Anon let a sigh before turning away from Ben and staring at the ground.

“What do you want Ben? Shouldn’t you be with Crystal right now?” He asked him, wondering what brought him here when he’s with his boyfriend during Tuesday’s. Ben’s expression change from a smile to a pouty face. He huffed then turned away from anon, crossing his arms like a wompy five year old.

“Well! If you must know Crystal is out of town and she won’t be back until Christmas.” Ben responded. “Ugh and I miss her already too!” He cried. “I was gonna go take her out for dinner, go ice skating with her and—“ Ben stoped when he notice Anon bitting his lips holding in a few chuckles. Ben felt his cheeks went beat red feeling a bit embarrassed glaring at his chuckling pal. “W-What!?”

Anon lifted his head to face him. “You’re such a white knight Ben.”

“Hey! I maybe a white night but I’m proud of it!” He pointed out while placing his hands over his hips. There was a moment of silence between the two and Ben changes the subject. “Look um, you sure you’re doing okay? You know after what happened?” Ben asked with a bit of concern in his voice. He turned at Ben his face filled with worry; he knew what he was talking about and Anon didn’t want to bring it up again not now. He placed his palm on his shoulder smiling at him.

“I’m fine.” He reassuringly said to him. Ben sigh out of relief, leting all the worry he had be pushed out of him. The air had felt thick between them as time went by. None of them said anything since Ben had arrived. The only sounds they listened were the kids playing through the park and the cold breeze that seemed to blow through the town. And then like a light bulb an idea came to sparked in his mind.

“Hey you know I was thinking. We should get you a dog!”

Anon blinked. “A dog?”

“Yeah! Dogs make everyone’s lives better, my sister’s got a dog, my grandma has a dog and they made them happy so I’m sure it’ll do the same for you!” Ben said hoping to convince him. A part of him wasn’t sure about the idea let alone having a pet; the last time Anon had a pet was that time he had a goldfish when he was four. Anon left his fish for a few minutes to head into the bathroom but when he came back he found his fish being swallowed hole by his neighbors cat Vicky. Those were bad days that he’d never want to go through again.

“I’m not sure...” Anon responded.

“Huh?” Ben looked at Anon with a perplexed look while scratching his head. “Why not? Dogs are awesome!?”

“Yeah I know,” he explained before Anon stood up and walked pass him. “I just don’t think I’m ready for that kind of responsibility.”

“But wait!” Ben followed after him and stopped him by waving his hands. He reaches for his pocket and pulls out a card, he places it on the palm of Anon’s hand and closes it. “Here.” He said before rolling his body around and walked to the other direction.

“W-What— Ben!” Anon turned to his shoulder watching Ben leave. “What is this!?”

“Get yourself a dog Anon! Trust me! It’ll all be worth it!” He shouted without looking at him and kept walking straight.

Anon was alone once again. What was that all about? Why was Ben so eager for him to get a new pet; he doubt having a pet would somehow cheer him up let alone having a dog in his apartment. Anon looked down at the card he’d given him and read the logo.

Armies, Pet store.

There was an address on the card, this place is out of town and it’s not too far from were he is. He let out a defeated sigh and shoved the card down in his pocket before heading off.

Anon finally made it to his destination there weren’t many cars nearby so his was the only one in the parking-lot. After he’d stepped out of his vehicle he made his way towards the double doors before pushing through them gently and hearing the bell ring.

One of the employees saw him come in and stepped towards him with a smile on their faces. She wore her uniform with her name-badge on the right side of her chest, her hair was wrapped up in a ponytail and had mascara on her eyes.

“Hello sir.” She greeted “How may I serve you today?”

“Oh nothing really I’m just here to look around.” He replied.

“Are you here to find a new pet?”

“I guess I am..”

“Well then you came to the right place! Whatever you want to get whether it’s a dog or kitten, reptile whatever you desire you’ll find them in the next room.”

He looked to his left where the girl pointed the door was straight ahead. He nodded to the girl in front of him and made his way towards it. On the way there he started thinking on what kind of pet he wanted. He still wasn’t sure about having a dog and cats were out of the question since he’s allergic to them. Maybe a husky? He always loved huskies, he always wanted to have one ever since he was little.

Yes, a husky would be enough.

As he turned the nob while pulling the door open he entered. His ears were filled by so many noises: there were many barks and meows from left to right, birds chirping and humming loudly and wolves howling along with their cubs joining with them. As he walk down the hall passing all of their holding pins he began looking at them one by one.

On the fifth pin was a bull-dog wagging his tail while panting very heavily. The sixth pin was a golden retriever who was also wagging its tail and panting but when she saw him she got excited and almost jumped at him but only to be blocked by the metal bars. The seventh pin was a small horse sitting in the corner of the room and—

Wait, a horse?

“What the Hell..?”

Sitting in the corner of the kennel was a live lavender horse: it’s coat was covered in dirt and looked like it hadn't been combed in a while including her mane and tail. The light within her eyes was gone as if a part of her soul left her body; how sad it was for him to look at the spirit within her was undoubtedly broken, she barely even noticed Anon looking at her.

Anon looked up at its head and was shocked when he found that it wasn't a horse, 'It’s a Unicorn? Are you kidding me?!', he thought to himself as he continued to study it’s appearance. He saw that it had an odd marking on its flank. But with the splotch of mud blocking it he couldn’t tell what it was. The very first thing Anon thought besides the fact that there was an actual real pony sitting inside the kennel was:

"What happened..?"

"Unbelievable, isn’t it?"

Anon heard a voice from behind him and instinctively whipped around facing a man in a black suit and blue tie. He wore a button on the right side of his chest resembling the logo for the store, his eyes were chocolate brown behind his glasses as he adjusted them in proper position.

"She’s been like this for a month now." said the owner. Least Anon learns she’s a female.

"What happened to her?" He asked looking at the man curiously.

"Come, let's have some tea." He responded without answering his question and pass by Anon leaving him with all the animals.

Anon looked back at the broken unicorn one last time before exiting the room. When the two gentlemen took their seat along having their tea, he spend the next five minutes talking to the owner. Drake Henson, he introduced himself to him: He began telling Anon his side-story on how he found the broken mare at a night when the moon was full.

One
month
ago

MONDAY
11:47AM

The Moon. Its round white circular form moving ever so slowly behind the tip of the mountain as it’s main rival had finally spun around the other side of the planet. Small dotted lights began to sparkle in the sky going in a straight line spreading miles and miles. When the moon had reach the top it’s movement had slowed to a holt till it stood floating above the earth then the source of its light spread far from mountain—to town. All boys and girls where on their way home with their mother’s and father’s by their side after leaving school. All sales-men in the market and shopkeepers closed up and galloped along home to call it a night.

At an empty parking-lot stood a small store: Armies pet-store.

All the employees that where there minutes ago had finished their routine within the store and head on home, leaving one individual inside.

Their boss, Drake Henson.

Before going they asked if he was coming along but said he was going to stay behind and finish some of his paper work before driving back home to his family; they agreed—leaving him to finish his activities. Once he was done putting all of his paper work to the side,working on his computer & taking a few calls from other companies, making deals—setting up meetings with them, he decided to call it a day.

He made sure to turn off all the lights. Checking if the bathrooms where clean and all the dogs, cats, birds, critters, and reptiles where well fed. When everything seemed in place to him Drake locks up the store, exits the building then sighed with a mix of satisfaction and exhaustion he walked towards his car.

“You sir had a long day.” Said Drake under his breath, making his way towards his car. On the way he wondered what his wife would make for dinner once he reaches home. Probably a plate of crab-legs, or sushi? Maybe a bowl of spaghetti with bread or possibly—

By the grip of the door handle is when he stopped at his tracks. There was no doubt that he heard something just now. His head tilted up in a slow take, then turned behind him scanning the area around him but found none of the source he heard. After a few seconds of confusion, the source returned clearer this time, and Drake was able to identify the noise. He was left in wonder when he picked out what he was hearing.

It sounded like... whimpering?

Indeed, someone was crying... but were? He tried to look harder for the source but couldn't find it anywhere; he looked to his left find nothing, looked to his right find nothing. Looked under his car—looked to the sidewalk if anyone was passing by found nothing! Then he rolled his body around his eyes focus on the dumpster.

"Maybe from over there?" He thought to himself. He walked towards the dumpster taking it slowly in his approach, as he drew closer he took a turn to his left.

When both Drake’s eyes lowered his world gone slow, both his lids widen along with his eyes as his mind couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Laying tiredly on the ground was a small lavender horse. As Drake stood there studying it’s features he noticed a few things: cuts and bruises from her hooves to her back, her coat covered in dirt. Her eyes were puffy due to the many of times she was crying. But wait he thought in his head as he notice something sticking out of it’s forehead, a horn.

It was a unicorn? A Real Live unicorn?! This was blasphemy to Drake, he never believed in fairytales like the tooth fairy, Pegasus, unicorns or any kind living-other worldly creatures that would just be proven false in reality; and yet here it was, laying injured, crying, sitting before his very eyes.

This was such a shocking discovery, and he would be lying if he thought of this as very interesting.

Wait... did it stop whimpering?

To confirm this question Drake came back from his thoughts then looked down at the lavender, finding his answer straight there. Their eyes meet each other—very tense the scene was but this small horse was more surprised to see him there more then he was. He swore to the all-mighty that as soon as it notice him it turned a tail and ran, but due to it’s injuries it didn’t get far as it tripped on it’s hooves.

Without hesitating he sprinted—tackling the small thing in his grasp. The lavender unicorn struggled to break free using a bit of it’s strength to almost hit the man, but it was no use. He could tell all of the unicorn’s energy was drained and it was too weak to go on and eventually it passed out. When Drake notices this he let go of the small creature and just stood there spending his next two minutes thinking. Should he bring it home? But what would he tell his wife and children? No! It would be bad enough if anyone knows about this. As if now he can’t tell anyone—nor should anyone know of this unicorn’s existence, for it’s sake it has to be hidden safe. He pushes his phone back into his pocket then took the unicorn in his arm and carried it towards the pet-store almost without thinking.

"And for a while everytime I came back to work I found her looking like that; I’d say she’s grown use to my presence but doesn’t trust me going near her or even touching her."

Anon took another sip of his tea then cleared his throat. "So, she was still like that before I got here?" He asked him in concern. The man nodded answering his question, "Has anyone else seen her beside me?"

"No," he replied. "You're the first one, however, I do hope that you don't speak of this to anyone, for sake at-least. God knows what would happen if word gone out that a living unicorn actually exsited."

Anon nodded to his advice assuringly. He’d given himself a moment to think, about all the information he gotten from Drake. Those bruises, those cuts and all of that dirt. What did she go through that was so awful she ended up like that? where there people hunting her, has she been abused by someone? The way she looked in that room there's a possibility that she was; no wonder the poor thing was so frightened at humans.

"What're you planning to do with her? Anon asked.

"Well to be honest with you kid I really don't know." He replied crossing his arms. "Nothing I do ain't seem to be doing anything for her so I got nothing."

"Would you mind if I take her off your hands?"

Drake turned his head. His eyes widened, a feeling suspicion growing within him and his brow raised shortly, he couldn't tell whether he was joking or being serious or both. He adjusted his glasses once again. “How do I know if I can trust you?”

“You don’t have to; and besides, I think she’ll be a lot safer with me than out here.” He told him and he wasn’t wrong. Sometimes in this world, it can be a cruel place to live in and it's hard to trust anyone nowadays: Anyone could have that one friend that could be so dear to them but they'll never know when or where they'll decide to stab you in the back and betray you and once that happens. Who do you think you can trust? Trust your friends, or yourself?

As minutes go by Drake took a long minute to think before making his decision. Once it was made he turned around to face Anon again smiling at him and said.

"Alright, she's all yours." Drake said accepting the deal. The two smiled at one another before the two shook hands slowly. "But a bit of advice kid. Never let her out of your sight keep her close." He’d nodded and took his advice to heart. When Anon was ready to head out he stoped standing outside of the door turning his head at the owner.

“Also, I’m not a kid. I’m twenty-three now.” He said with his smile not wavering. Realizing that he had probably just offended the man that he had first met Drake immediately apologized while letting a humble chuckle.

It took long enough for the sun set over the horizon for the moon to take it's placed and drove back to the store to pick up the lavender unicorn, once Anon got there he find her sitting beside drake's right leg facing down. He said his goodbyes to the owner and watched him got in his car and drove off leaving the them in the dark. Anon let out a collective sigh then looked down at his new unicorn pet. He got down on one knee facing the broken lavender before taking her cheeks into his palms.

This action was enough for her to finally remove her eyes off the ground and stared blankly at him. To his ability He gave her the warmest smile and reassured her with kind words. "Don't worry, everything's going to be okay... I promise."

Author's Note

Stay tuned for Chapter 2!