[Handsome Protagonist POV]

Anon groaned as he spotted a familiar purple princess walking towards him. Mind racing to find a way out of this situation, he tapped his chin as if he had forgotten something before placing an expertly made mask of realization before turning around in the other direction. He really did not have the energy to deal with her shit at the moment.

"Anon wait!" Said the wicked bitch of the west.

Stopping he stood there silently awaiting his fate. He couldn't just keep walking as she had called him out by name. "Fuck" He whispered quietly, right before princess bitchface came up to him, standing squarely in front of him.

"The fuck you want." He said bluntly.

This bluntness shocked purple greatly, yet unlike last time, she didn't reprimand him. Clearly forcing a smile on her face she replied, "Well, I wanted to apologize."

Now that shocked Anon. Yet he wouldn't let that show, less he show her that he actually cared. Of course he didn't, but if even appeared that way, she would probably get the idea in her head that they could be friends. Not knowing how to respond, and with a slightly worried Twilight in front of him he did the only thing he could do.

"Apology accepted." He said, before immediately turning back around eager to escape the purple pony turned human. This worked for a while before hurried steps could be heard behind him. Sighing he turned back around to face the speedwalking Twilight.

She stood firm, despite the hint of nervousness in her eyes. "I will not accept that!" She declared, causing Anon to stare at her dumbfounded.

"Dude, just accept my acceptance and move on." He replied, only garnering a simple shake of Twilight's head.

"No, the time I spent at the hospital allowed me to reflect on why exactly you had hit me." She began before getting cut off by Anon.

"Yeah, you hit me first." He explained, garnering another firm shake of the head.

"Yes I admit I was at fault for that. However, I also realized that as both an Element of Harmony and a Princess of Friendship I was in the wrong. I refused to see things from your point of view or attempt to understand why exactly you called it a 'rainbow death laser'. And in doing so I failed at being the understanding and caring princess I strive to be." She explained back, shocking Anon slightly. She than looked him in the eyes, the nervousness completely gone, instead replaced by confidence. "Anonymous. I am sorry." She finished, eyes studying him for a reaction.

He smiled. That was somehow the most kind, yet most cheesey thing he had ever heard. And frankly he was touched by just how sincere it was. His eyes suddenly widened in horror as Twilight smiled back. OH SHIT HE DIDN'T EVEN CALL HER PURPLE OR A BITCH, CODE RED! CODE RED! Acting quickly he did a backwards roll into the crowd, exiting Twilight's field of vision before standing into a low crouch and morphing back into the throng of students.

[Twilight POV]

She could only watch in confusion as Anon did backwards roll into the crowd before disappearing. It had all been going so well, he had even smiled when she finished. Shaking her head, she turned back around to head to her next class. Now that she had apologized to Anon absolutely nothing could go wrong!

[Anon POV]

Looking around for any sign of Twilight, Anon gave a sigh of relief as he could not see her anywhere. Turning around he stopped when he came face to face with the last person he needed to encounter right now.

Sonata

[Man those were some short POV changes, but fuck you it's happening again, this time with Sonata.]

Sonata simply stood there for a while, watching him in an attempt to gauge his reaction, which ended up being one of mild shock. This didn't last forever though as he smiled warmly before speaking, "Hey Sonata what's up?" He asked, causing Sonata to gulp and blush mildly.

She and her sisters had spent the the day trying to find out what exactly Anon wanted in a girl. The problem was no one really had any idea on what exactly he liked. According to one student he was the very manifestation of 'Chaotic Neutral', whatever that meant. So the grand plan her sisters had been attempting to formulate immediately caught fire, fell off a burning building, landed into a burning dumpster fire, before finally getting rammed by a submarine. Thus she decided to do the only thing she could do.

Wing it.

"So Anon I was wondering if you would like to..." She began before trailing off, the thought of getting rejected present in her mind. But that didn't matter. Afterall she had been rejected before. Something was different though. It was the thought of being rejected by him. Gulping once again she sent her subconcious to work, eager to find out what had caused this rogue thought. "Anyway so I was wondering if you would...like to go on a date with me." She whispered that last part, secretly hoping that he didn't hear it. She immediately ordered her subconcious into overdrive to find out the meaning of this shyness.

"What did you say?" He asked, leaning in slightly in an attempt to hear better.

Gulping for what felt like the billionth time, she repeated her words, trying to not whisper as she looked down at her feet, "I asked if..." She paused gathering her mental strength before continuing, "You would like to go on a date with me." She said, stroking her ponytail nervously, needing something to do with her fidgety hands.

A faint sound could be heard as Anon stood there silently, as well as the rest of the once moving crowd of people as they all watched in anticipation. Looking back up, she found Anon to be staring at her, a blank and emotionless face present. Tilting her head curiously, she brought one of her hands to his head. She than knocked on it three times.

"Hello? Anybody home?" She asked, drawing shocked faces from the crowd, as they all looked to Anon, preparing for the inevitable tongue lashing.

What they didn't expect was a smile, followed by a few suppressed laughs before halting entirely. Standing back up straight, he continued to smile. "Okay." He said.

Sonata could only stare in shock as Anon continued to smile, the faintest signs of a red tinge appearing on his face. The crowd suddenly lost their minds. Although it was more so the boys than the girls, most of which simply stood there, giving Sonata the stink eye, yet she paid them no mind. She gasped as she was suddenly lifted into the air by the crowd, each one cheering, and overall being excited about the fact that Anon had finally agreed to go on the day. Looking down she saw the boys each take turns congratulating Anon, whether by a hand, a high five, or even a fist bump.

Anon smiled sheepishly through the whole thing, apparently not being noticed by anybody except Sonata. Looking over the crowd with her new vantage point of being held in the air she spotted a group of girls that were clearly not excited, the yellow one with red and yellow hair looking especially horrified. She smiled and waved over at them.

Only the pink one waved back.

Author's Note

Behold, the story without a plot.