Anon Flocks with Greta

by Glam Slam

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Romance, Anon, Second Person, Griffons, Random, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 2148

A Story Giving Love to an Under-Rated but Amasing Character

Anon meets Greta while in Griffonstone. One thing leads to another, and they start dating.

This is My First Story, and I decided to write from scratch, off the top of My head.

Please leave your thoughts in tge Comments, including recommendations and pointing out mistakes in etiquette, as I will fix any I missed before publishibg as soon asI can.

Published 2022-06-01 22:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-06-04 23:58:27 UTC

The Planned Chapter Only

You are Anon.

You just arrived in this strange world that seemed to be exactly the same as One of your favourite shows ever, notably lacking any and all signs of Human Life, and already you were on A ride. Once you woke up in the Everfree Forest, you decided to head toward the sea in the direction which you believed Griffonstone to be in. You figured if this indeed is the Land of Equestria and so-named planet Equis, you should travel to more well-known locales only after seeing uncommon sights, as you figured the Mane 6, Glimmer, Shimmer, Moonbutt, Sunbutt, and countless others would not give room for the chance for A long time. You wanted never before so-badly in your Life to see them and A great many others , but you steeled yourself. So, you found what seemed to be some sort of highway leading to, - you presumed, - the Equestrian Empire-Griffon Empire Border.

After what seemed like weeks, you by some Miracle found yourself in Griffonstone.
As you looked around, you became instantly aware of all the eyes on you,
- which just-so-happened to be all eyes present except yours, though your peepers soon joined to look down.
That was odd, you seemed to be in pristine condition. So why might they all be staring?
It soon dawned on you that there are not known to be Humans in Equestria through-out all this planet's history.
You noticed something off about their stares, though.

They all seemed to be Gryphonesses,
- that is to say female Gryphons, -
And none look scared, shocked, or nervous.
They looked... Flustered. So, as you slowly began to make your way through the once-elabourate city, which was now A small town, regretting coming, you felt all eyes following you.
You soon got to town square, and before A minute could pass, all who had followed behind you when you started to get away were joined by what seemed to be the rest of the townspeople, - er, townsponiea? Townsgriffons? Sure, we'lll go with that.

All of A sudden, Three Gryphonesses approached you, and asked your name.

"Excuse me, but who the hay are you?!" said the biggest.

"Umm, My name is Anonymous. Thanks for the "warm" welcome", you said.

"Don't mind Gilda. She's softer than she looks. Ooh, so where are you from?! I have never seen A Minotaur like you before! Wait, are you A Minotaur? Minotaurs aren't handsome, but you sure are!"

This rather gabby little sweetheart did not take notice as your cheeks soon reddened to match the town's new theme. As you finally noticed A Third had approached with them, your eyes met, and you turned away, blushing A deeper shade.

"-Oh, My name's Gabby! Nice to meet you Anon!!"

You could not be sure, but you swore she shot you the most alluring wink you had ever seen. You finally managed to speak up.

"Gabby... That name fits well. You are A gabby One. I like that."

The moment you said this last sentence, the Third Gryph girl scrunched up and hung her head. You decided to put your attention on her.

"So, if I have it right, you are Gabby, the rude-but-charming One is Gilda. So, who is the GORGEOUS One over there?"

The moment you said "So", she lifted her head slightly, then perked up with bright eyes the moment there was no denying you were talking about her. She began approaching you timidly yet quickly.

"M-My name's G-Greta." she stuttered.

"Well G-Greta, it is an absolute pleasure and honour to meet such A gorgeous lady."

"Hahaha, handsome, entransing with such A masculine scent, and funny. You really are A dream come true, Anonymous."

"Please, call me Anon, My fair lady."

Deeply blushing like you have never seen, she looked into your eyes longingly."Anon, I- Only if you call me Gryphling".

You later came to learn that th petname "Gryphling" is reserved for Puppy-love or more serious relationships, - none of which are aromantic. So. here you are; sitting in A tavern that does not serve any alcoholic drink of any kind. Just as well. You never drank and never would, anyway.

As you make your way over to the bar, you skim over the menu. Everything on it are Teas, which you almost cry about. Such A beautiful culture. You decided Sunbutt, Moonbutt, nor any of their little Ponies would keep you from visiting this tavern, no matter how far you were from it at any given time.

Every kind of Tea you have ever heard of is here, along with variants which must be exclusive to Equis. After you stare for A good while filled with internal conflict, you order Maccha, - the kind with actual Maccga Powder, Milk, and Honey. You would have went with Chai, given that you are in the mountains, being A Nintendо̄ nerd and all, but you can not pass up on the opportunity to try Matcha, which is an honour and privilege you unfortunately never got back on Earth. Sulking over your past Life you almost unregrettably abandoned, you felt A talon on your shoulder.

"What's the matter, loverbird?" asked Greta.

"I was just thinking about My Life before I got Kamikakushi to here on Equis" you said flatly.

"Before you got wha'?", she quiried

"I figured being Orientalists means that you understand all Oriental Asian stuff".

"Well..." She started, "...I don't know what Asian" means, but of course we are Orientalists, we are Ornithians."

"Good point" you reply.

A quiet moment passes between all you in the tavern, leaving the town sounding empty aside from the mountain winds this world's Kazegami must be blowing in order to prevent the town from sounding empty.

"I take it you miss your old world. ?" she half-inquired, half-stated.

"No, not much at all. It's just that I never got A darned chance to try Matcha before now!" you balked.

Heh, "Balked". Good Asian pun, self

Greta noticed you staring at her lovely scarf, and asked "Would you like to share it?".

You both began blushing, with she and the rest of the tavern's guests blushing deeper than they already were.

"I would love that", you gawked.

She proceeded by wrapping the scarf around your neck, letting the woven fabric barely dangle over your right shoulder, as you are practically A giant in this world.

"Hmm, I could get used to this... ~"

Author's Note

This is My First-ever Story on FiMFiction, or anywhere beside paper, for that matter. So, I hope you enjoyed.

Expect A rewrite when I get good.

Chapter II

You are again Anon.

As you begin to go bleary-eyed from the night setting in and the Ying energy wrapping your precious mind in A cloudy miasma of soothing darkness, you figure you may as well head off to find A place for passing the time with slumber.
Sleep has always been your least-favourite activity, being boring and A waste of time which you could more-meaningfully pass by doing important chores, or by just enjoying Life.
You would literally rather watch paint dry than sleep. It used to be somewhat worth it when you could visit far-off lands and see individuals from your favourite shows or fames. Now that you are here in this world, sleep is the most obnoxious thing ever in your eyes.

As you try to get up, your new marefriend who is not A mare clings on to you. Not that she really has to, as you still share A scarf with each other.

"Anon, what are you getting up for? I am loving this, and I know you are just as much." Greta said.

"I would love to stay here and keep making all the other Gryphonesses jealous, but I am about to pass out. I'm so tyred I can't see straight, My little Gryphling", you respond.

"Well, at least take me with you" she begs.

"I-I-I..." is all you can manage to stutter at First, as you wonder exactly what she means.

N-N-N-No, I didn't mean it like that! ...Unless you are okay with that. We Gryphonesses have good self-control. We even sleep with each other, - friends, family, and acquaintances alike. It's why we don't have acquaintances or mutuals. We grow closer as friends by sleeping together or just resting in bed. We even sleep with our visitors. The females are mostly okay with it, but not of the males have ever done it. They were too uncomfortable to even consider it.

"Nnn... I suppose it makes sense. Back on Earth, - in traditional times, - A land known as Nippon did the same things. I always found it interesting, but I was afraid to ever try it unless with Japanese. I was afraid of others losing self-control."

"Well, that is not A concern now. I will not do anything you do not feel comfortable with."

"I appreciate that, My love." You say, then proceeding to pluck her off of an odd raised platform leading up to steps and A sitting cushion like Zabuton.

They apparently do not like chairs or other high-sitting furnitures. Definitely an Oriental characteristic

As you walk out of the tavern and down the streets, you are Once again followed by the whole town, this time including the tavern's workers. Carrying Greta in your arms, you proceed to walk as she guves you directions to her homestead, though not before running you by A Griffon Scone stand and buying several. Arriving at her front door, you try and drop her off. You start to stoop in an attempt to slide her out from your male bosom. She is not having that.

"Anon, what do you think you're doing?", she asks in A manner which sounds both irritated and playful.

"I am not going to sleep in your house. I said you could sleep with me uf you want, but I have to find an inn. You told me to go to your home and you gave directions, so I figured you changed your mind about the former matter."

"Well, sleep at an inn if you want, but your not getting rid of me."

"Okay, than please pointe me in the direction of an or the inn."

Just the. Back when Griffonstone was A ecumenopolis, we had many inns and hotels and so-forth. But now that it has been reduced to A mere small town, - almost being A village, - we have but A single. Not many visitors to sustain any more, anyway."

"So your little town was Once A world city, larger than A conurbation?" you inquire.

"Yeah, the Griffon Empire was Once A true empire, with many empires unser it by tgeir own willingness. Gryphons were Once A kind race and there was only Peace, no war. But when the Bloodsoil Wars happened, they stole all our open range land. We had at One time A majour portion of tge Everfree Forest in our territory, but the predecessors to Princess Luna and Princess Celestia, - their parents King Cosmos and Queen Galaxia, - launched invasions on the surrounding states and stole our land. They took no slaves and conquered no People. They took no prisoners of war. They drove our People out, imprisoned them in stone statue form, or banished them to another dimension. Celestia nor Luna are who really imprisoned Discord. Rumour has it the magick they still have in the Equestrian continent is what petrified Starswirl and the other Five Pillars of Old Equestria, and is the source of Nightmare Moon, Sunbreaker, tge evil tgat took control of King Sombra, brainwashed Chrusalis in addition to turning her into The First Changeling, and is even the origin of the dreaded Pony of Shadows. Many Gryphons believe it."

As you sit there with your jaw unhinged, she pokes your chin before closing it, which pulls you back to reality.

"That... Makes A lot of sense. I never felt like their kids were evil. Well, not The Two Sisters. I do not know anythibg about Queen Ingrid" you accidentally think all aloud.

"I thought you are from Earth. How could you know about that?" Greta questions.

I... I knew by some Miracle when I arrived here in Equis" you say.

That is quite the sly save on your behalf.

"Anyway, here we are at the inn. Shall we go?" you say, Greta responding with yet another look of suspicion by your knowing A cultural custom.
"Japan" is all you respond with as you cross the doorway. A braided rope consisting of Two dmaller in Red and Green hangs overtop, warding off negative Ying energy as well as any wicked spirits if those exist in Equestria, which you now would not doubt at all.

What possibly awauts you here in this new grandious world?