My New Pet, is a Unicorn?

Life from the engine slowly died down as they pulled to a stop near the apartment. Right thumb pressed the under plate buckle allowing him to pull the strap off from him and hosted back to its top pillar. Turning to his shoulder Anon met the eyes of a slight annoyed unicorn. Not just at him of course but what she was wearing.

She wore a brown furry coat of a dog with pale light-yellow under belly, the ears didn’t pass her neck, and parted away from her face so as to not obscure her vision. As a finishing touch three holes were cut open, twi for her eyes to see through, and one as an open space for her snout and jaw.

Anon shook his head and sighed.

“Come on, don't give me that look. This was the only thing I could think of for you to blend in through the crowd.” Anon said pointing at her costume, “Plus I think it fits you. Now come on, let's head inside.”

Left hand gripped the handle pulling it slightly and with a click unlocks it. Gently he pushes the door wide enough for him to exit with the unicorn behind him. The neighborhood was quiet due to almost everyone fast asleep as they made their way down the sidewalk, following the path straight forward, past the houses, quickly approaching the house where Anon lived.

As his house came to view his eyes darted to the other house next to his before smiling when he saw who it was.

Sitting on the bench was a middle-age woman, his neighbor Mrs Sadie Henson. She wore a long sleeve green cowl neck sweater, tight blue jeans that squeeze her thighs and legs. She also had her favorite grape t-strap heels on. Her hair was bobbed with baby bangs and two longer parts of hair on the side of her face. She possessed striking glamorous hazel eyes, and was endowed with mascara.

She turned to her left noticing Anon just as he took the fourth step then smiled at him warmly.

“Welcome back Mr Anonymous!” Sadie greeted him with a wave of her hand.

“Hey Mrs Henson,” Anon returned with a smile, “How’s your day been going out for you?”

“Oh, it’s been wonderful, dear thank you for asking.”

Sadie blinked when she thought her mind was playing tricks with her when she caught a unicorn in costume standing beside him.

“Oh you got yourself your own dog Anonymous?” She asked, looking at him curiously.

“Oh yes she’s—” Anon’s eyes flinch as he winces, feeling something pressing hard on his foot. Peering his eyes down he found the source. The unicorn’s hoof was planted on the middle hill of his shoe whilst looking up at him. Glaring at him with disapproval.

“My new pet.”

“Aww she looks so adorable,” She said, crossing both her arms, her smile transforming to a serious expression. “Well you take good care of it you hear? Having a pet can be a big responsibility.”

Anon nodded to her words of wisdom.

“I’ll be sure to remember that ma’am.”

“Okay have a good night.”

“You too.”

Twisting the knob and pulling the door open the small unicorn calmly galloped past him without being told. He followed suit, closing the door behind him before letting out a gentle sigh.

Home sweet home. Anon thought to himself, flicking the switch for the main area to be lighted up. He looked down at the quiet lavender facing the floor again; after he had gotten her by the blessing of Drake while driving back home she hadn't moved an inch from her passenger seat until they made it home. Now it's just him and her, no one else around. He got down on one knee and noticed something wrapped around her neck.

A Collar.

The leather had a dark blue-ish type of color that was covered behind all of the dirt, a tag was hanging around it but the name imprinted on it was hard to see through it all as well. But that wasn’t what made his nose twitch: Anon sniffed the air & the smell hit him like a brick. He knew that this pony smelled but he’d never known she smelled this dreadful, and that was a problem.

“Wow, you really do smell, huh?” Anon pointed out pinching his nose. Had he not turned away from the unicorn he would’ve noticed a slight twitch from her brow for what Anon said, letting out a quiet huff, “Wait in the living room, okay. I'm gonna go get the water running.”

Without being told twice the dirty unicorn followed his command, stood up on all fours and headed to the other room. As she removed her eyes off the floor she began scanning the room around her. There was a single circular couch with small pillows on each side with different shades of color.

Red and blue.

Two small tables with different items laying on top of them, a lamp that lit up the room & a few board games. She looked to her right and noticed a seventy-inch plasma tv sitting on a mantle; she turned to her left and saw a huge shelf carrying lots of books. Seeing this reminded her of someone, someone who she knew was, in fact, a complete bookworm. Her lips formed a small smile as her memories began playing in her head, but only for a moment as she heard Anon calling her.

“Alright, you can come now!”

The lavender unicorn rolled her body around exiting the room. She looked down the hallway and saw Anon sitting on a small chair waiting patiently. She trotted down the hall until she entered the room, before stopping in her tracks staring at the tub.

“Well go on, don't be shy.” Anon insisted on gesturing his hand in a circular rotation towards the tub.

She turned her shoulder at him for a split second before turning away and jumped in making a splash. Anon reached for the shower head beginning his session by spraying water over her mane and face while using his left hand to run his fingers over her mane rubbing all the dirt off, he’d made sure to spray some on her coat too. After wetting her completely he placed the head on the floor, turned to his right stretching his arm to reach for the bottled shampoo. Anon poured just enough in his palms, rubbed them together slowly before planting his hands on the nape of her neck.

She hums in approval, a bit comforted by his hands as they run down her neck with gentle care. As Anon made his way towards her mane he started brushing it with his fingers while watching the dirt slowly fading, seeing her colors shining once more. Last parts were her coat & tail and he didn't stop there. He sniffed the air and let out a sigh of satisfaction; the odor was gone and all that could be smelled was a freshly cleaned pony. Anon stood up from his chair and grabbed one of the rolled up towels that he hadn't used.

As soon as he turned around the lavender hopped off from the tub and prepped herself.

“Wait, don't—”

Anon’s sentence was cut off by her violently shaking her whole body like a rag-doll, water shooting off from her coat landing here & there getting all over the walls and floor. Once she ceased she steadied herself ready to leap only to have green palm be planted on her shoulder. She turned to her shoulder facing her anonymous caretaker then spotted what was on his right hand:

A big roll of bandages.

“Gotta treat those wounds first.” He said laying his hand out for her. Not waiting for the caretaker to tell her she places her right hoof on the palm of his hand.

Anon spent the last few minutes treating some small and big wounds around her body, he used a few Cue-tips with alcohol to carefully press down two medium size slashes on her hoof, one on her back, and the other on her left heel. She winces but fights through the stinging feeling of the alcohol, and the pain of her wounds. He finally wraps her up with big and small rolls of bandages although he made sure not to wrap them up too tight.

“Okay that should do it. You’re good to go.”

Taking the green light she steadied herself once again hopping out of the tub and exited the room leaving Anon and his clothes all wet. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the mess around the bathroom, he thought handling a pony would be easy like handling a dog. Oh, how wrong he is.

After two minutes spent in the bathroom, he headed upstairs towards his room deciding to call it a night. On the way, he found the little unicorn laying down in the middle of his bed already sound asleep. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she was as she sleeps peacefully, He walked up to her then crouched down before taking her hairline to his fingers caressing them gently. His eye twitched at the light coming from her tag and when he looked down at her collar, he could see those words clearly now. Anon began reciting them, slowly.

“Starlight. Starlight Glimmer?”