It was a rainy day outside Twilight's castle as she and her friends were gathered around the Cutie Map table. Twilight for one, liked the rainy weather. The pitter patter against her window, spontaneous crackles of thunder, and a warm fireplace. A good fiction novel and a cup of hot cocoa made it all complete.

Sadly, Twilight wasn't getting any of those comforts today. Instead of cozying up in the library, she and her friends had a rather unique problem to discuss. One by one she looked at each of them, hoping one of them would be willing to start. They only stared back at her except with a look of exasperation.

Twilight sighed inwardly. She knew this conversation wasn't going to be easy. Her friends had been nothing but patient with their newest citizen, but they had all reached their limit with him. Rainbow Dash's wings twitched impatiently as she leaned on the side of her chair and rested a hoof under her chin. Knowing her ADHD friend wasn't going to take the silence much longer, Twilight cleared her throat and spoke.

"So... we all know why we're here. We and much of Ponyville have an issue with Anon. We knew when we found him he wasn't mentally sound. As you all know, he claims to be an interloper of some sort. A human, as he puts it. Now from what I learned from my studies is that he might, just might be telling the truth (despite his tendency to lie). So this makes on how we go about handling Anon a little more difficult. But not impossible."

Rainbow Dash scoffed. "Human or foal, the little scamp is a pest!" she barked, not bothering to hide her irritation. "He's always causing trouble, Twilight. You know it. I know it. Heck, I bet even Pinkie Pie's starting to get tired of his antics!"

Pinkie Pie neither confirmed nor denied Rainbow's words. She suddenly became quite interested on the back of her hoof. While she found the crazy foal amusing at times, there were also times his jokes and actions were either too dark or too explicit.

"Be that as it may," Twilight continued, "We still haven't had our cutie marks glow, indicating we fulfilled our mission. Therefore, I'm not ready to give up on Anon. And I think neither should any of you."

All of Twilight's friends groaned in unison, the tension in the room palpable as each pony shared a knowing glance. Applejack raised her hoof. "Look, Twilight, I know you think we're the right ponies for the job but even our classes in the School of Friendship ain't getting through to him. Why I remember this one time..."

***

Applejack strode into her barn-themed classroom with a wide grin to her students. "Afternoon, y'all."

"Good afternoon, Miss Applejack," the class chorused in reply.

Applejack nodded approvingly as she stood behind her desk. She pulled out a clipboard with the list of names. "Got an exciting lesson for y'all today, but as always, attendance comes first. Let's go down the line."

One by one her students confirmed their presence with enthusiasm. "Here!" "Present!" "Yo!" until Applejack reached the very last name on her list, "Anon?" The room grew eerily silent as she called out again, "Anon?"

As if on cue, a small green colt with a messy black mane came scrambling through the door and slammed it shut behind him. Anon laid his back to the door taking in several ragged deep breaths seemingly unaware of the full classroom staring at him; particularly Applejack's disapproving one. Anon took a few more breaths before taking notice to the other students.

"Hey guys!" Anon waved with a small smile as he stood up and walked to the middle front of the classroom. "Listen! I don't have much time! Any second now a very pissed off Professor Dash is going to come in here and ask how long I've been in here. She's mistaken me for another colt and thinks I'm responsible for a certain something that I totally did not do. It would be really cool of all of you to tell her I arrived here before any of you."

The class exchanged confused glances.

"But we all just saw you run in here," a voice from the back spoke out.

"Yeah, Einstein!" Anon called back, standing on his back legs to try and get a look at the goodie two hooves. "It's this thing called lying! It's where you say something that isn't true so you don't get into trouble! Play your cards right and I'll teach you what bribery is. Seriously, I should be teaching this class."

Little did Anon know, Applejack was standing right behind him the whole time. She cleared her throat, a sound that made Anon freeze on the spot. He slowly reached a hoof back feeling something solid. His hoof went further up feeling something more squishy. "Is that you, Satan?" Anon asked, keeping his back to Applejack.

"Anon!" Applejack snapped.

Anon whipped around, smiling innocently. "Oh! Professor AJ! Sorry about that, I thought you were an old friend of mine. Well, since we're all here," Anon began to move for his seat, "I'll just go ahead and take my seat and-"

But Applejack was already on top of him, her teeth catching his tail and dragging him back. "Not so fast, young'un," she said firmly. "You're not gonna be attending this lesson."

Anon gasped, putting on a look of dramatic shock. "Are you seriously going to deny me my education? You? A teacher?!"

"Oh, you're gonna get plenty of educating done alright. Soon as Professor Rainbow Dash gets here and takes you to Headmare Twilight. You can take your homework with ya."

Before Anon could protest, the door suddenly swung open. Rainbow Dash flew in, her rainbow mane frazzled and a look of frustration etched on her face. "There you are! You little... what did you do now?" she huffed, seeing Applejack with a firm hoof over Anon's shoulder.

"Tried to have the whole class lie for him," Applejack answered. "What he do on your end?"

"The little creep snuck up on me in the hall and took a mouthful of my tail!" Rainbow Dash stated, snatching Anon from AJ's hold and tucking him under her foreleg as if he were a football.

"I was just checking to see if it tasted like Skittles!" Anon explained, unable to hide a small smile. He looked back to his classmates. "And it totally does!"

Rainbow's face went from annoyed to embarrassed in seconds. "It does NOT taste like Skittles!" She announced to the students. "So don't any of you even think of trying it!"

The class broke out into a fit of giggles, which was quickly silenced by Applejack's stern look. "Just get him out of here. I'll have somepony bring him his homework."

Rainbow Dash nodded and turned to fly off with Anon. Anon, however, wasn't done just yet. "Wow! And here I thought this was a class about honesty! How about it, Professor Apple Mac? You must know what Rainbow's tail tastes like. Don't go lying to us now. We've all seen the way you look at each other. Remember: Honesty."

Rainbow Dash and Applejack's faces turned a deep shade of red, and the students couldn't help but snicker.

"That's it! You're coming with me!" Rainbow Dash shouted, shooting out the classroom.

"That's what she saaaaaaid!" Anon cried as she rushed him down the hall.

The class erupted into laughter while Applejack wanted to face-plant into her desk.

***

At the end of her story Pinkie Pie couldn't help letting out a snort of laughter. They all turned to stare at her with disapproving looks.

"Sorry," Pinkie said, coughing into her hoof. "But that ending caught me by surprise!"

The room grew quiet again, and Twilight took a moment to gather her thoughts. "Look, I know Anon can be... challenging. But he's not doing these things out of malice. He's just confused and acting out because he doesn't understand our world yet."

"Is that what you really think?" Rarity exclaimed, sitting up in her seat. "Because darling, you haven't heard anything yet!"

Author's Note

Well... Due to popular demand I've decided to reboot the story. No more one shots. This will be a multi chapter story. I apologize for the short beginning. I wanted to add more but then I'd be forcing it. Fear not though as it currently colder than Santa Claus' nipples where I am. So I can't really go out. Nothing to do but read and write.

Once again: BIG THANKS TO PAINTED PONY. You have them to thank this chain hasn't been cut.