Bat Pony In Seattle

>Be Anonymous
>Be a regular old internet shut in
>Well, not exactly OLD
>Maybe around your mid twenties..?
>Whatever
>You work a regular job
>More like stereotypical
>You do get to travel a lot...
>It also has a few benefits
>Lots of rushing around
>Meeting a bunch of new people
>Always filled with beautiful smells
>Oh how you loved the small plus sides of your job
>You sigh happily
>You hear a quick jingle
>A custome-?
>"Anon! Get your lazy ass up! You have a delivery to make!"
>Oh, just your boss...
>You groan and get up from behind the counter
"I'm on it..." You half mumble
>You lazily make your way outside
>Your car door closing as your fellow coworker places a couple of pizzas in your passenger seats
>You dip your hand into your pocket and jingle about for your keys
>You quickly find them and take a seat in the drivers side
>You start your car and look down at your notes
>Just one stop... Why so much fucking pizza?
>You shrug
>You drive down the familiar roads of Seattle
>You take the occasional turn here or there
>You occasionally looked towards your watch
>Five minutes left
>Unlike most pizza places now-a-days, the one you work at still used the whole 'Thirty Minutes or it's free' thing
>Sometimes you enjoyed it being the only pizza place like that
>Other times you hate it
>Your small rant is interrupted by the sudden sound of an explosion
>You feel the pulse from it shake your car, tilting it slightly
"The fuck!"
>You look over to notice some of the pizza boxes have toppled over
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>You groan and get out from your car
>You look towards where the sound of the explosion came from
>It seemed to be around here

>You get back into your car, changing gears and making your way there
>As you turned the corner you noticed something flying towards you
>OhShit.png
>You try your best to steer clear from the object coming at you at high speed
>But you suck at driving just as much as you suck at delivering pizzas
>The object crashed into your windshield, cracking the glass to the point of no return
>You could have sworn you heard a loud yelp of pain
>What did you just hit?!
>You quickly get out from your car and check the damage
>The thing that you hit was groaning up ahead
>It looks like it got off from your windshield and crawled off
>You notice the lack of blood
>Well, not lack, more like small amounts
>You'd expect the poor animal to be splattered against your windshield
"Nope."
>You sigh
>The damage wasn't too bad, just a cracked windshield
>Oh... and five late pizzas that were now free
"Fuuuuck."
>You angrily kick your tire
>"EEP!"
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>You turn to where you heard the small eep from
>Nothing but a trail of small blood droplets
>You follow it
>The longer you walked towards the source of the blood
>The louder you could hear whimpering and crying
>You felt sorta bad for not moving out of its way
>No, not an it, a her.
>Her voice was shaky and tembling
>You followed it till you found yourself standing infront of an old dumpster
>"Owww... Owie owie owiiieee! M-My wings!"
>Wings? What?
>You raise an eyebrow and make your way around the dumpster
"Hello? You alright miss? Should I call an ambulance?"
>Your eyes widen as you see the small creature infront of you
>She loo-
>No
>Back to IT
>It look terrified, its shape was small and rounded
>Its body structure seemed like an equine
>It had furr, no, a coat
>Its coat was a mix of a greyish blue-ish
>Its mane was a deep blue, random streaks of baby blue running through it
>The thing that bothered you the most was its slitted pupils
>The eyes around them were a light pink
>Puffy from crying

>"W-What are you?"
"What are you?"
>You both say in unision
>This is going to be a long night...
>You shake the weirdness off, offering your hand
>This poor pony was hurt and you weren't gonna judge it
>Where did that voice even come from?
>You didn't notice the small pony hesitate before reaching for your hand
>Huh
>Its hoof was soft, kinda squishy
>Squish squish squish
>"OW! H-Hey! C-Cut it out, you big ape!"
>What
>Before it
>Before SHE could pull herself up you jumped away
>The poor little pony falling onto her back
>"YAAAIII! OWIE!"
>She... She TALKED!
>THIS LITTLE SHIT OF A COLORFUL HORSE TALKED
>YOU WERE LOSING YOUR SHIT
>CALM DOWN ANON, IT'S JUST A TALKING PONY
>NO FUCK YOU
>THIS ISN'T RIGHT
>The small pony looked up at you
>"Gee, thanks for dropping me..!"
>Shit son, even if it's a talking pony, you were being rude
"S-Sorry... J-Just not used to ponies talking..."
>She raised an eyebrow
>Her pink eyes were trying to portray annoyance
>All you could see was pain
>You didn't notice the leathery wings slapped onto her back until you helped her up
>The fuck man
>This shit just got crazier and crazier
>But you must not spill your spaghetti infront of a lady
>Even a lady like this...
>"Hey! I asked you a question!"
>You blinked
"Huh?"

>She rolled her eyes
>"I asked you earlier as to what you are!"
>You blink again
>Oh yeah!
"As I recall, I asked you the same thing!"
>She groans and pouts
>"I asked you first!"
>She seems like quite the cheeky cunt
>She even chuckled as you slouched in defeat
>Though she quickly placed her hoof to her chest, probably from the injuries
"I'm just a human... A-Are you sure you're ok?"
>Before she can say anything, she is interrupted by the sound of police sirens going off
>Shit, the cops were here
>Probably because of the big explosion from earlier
>You turn your head, looking for the dumb red white and blue lights of 'freedom'
"We should get out of here..."
>You turn back to the issue at hand
"Huh?"
>She's gone
>Not even a trail of blood like before
>You guess you were probably imagining this whole ordeal
>You groan and run back to your car
>Wait? Why were you scared?
>You didn't do anything wrong..?
>Not taking any chances though...
>You start your car and drive towards your first and only stop
>The pizza was cold and the windshield was impossible to see through
>But you were gonna get there even if it killed you

>After some yelling at from your boss
>And your paycheck being cut for the late pizzas
>You made your way home
>It was dark out and you were exhausted
>You not only lost part of your paycheck
>But now you had to deal with this damned windshield
>You would take it to the shop in the morning
>You had the day off tomorrow anyways
>You made your way home trying your best to avoid the any sort of cop
>You know you aren't suppose to drive through the streets with a windshield this bad...

>You pull into your driveway, your house being simple yet comfortable
>You honestly couldn't get the money to buy your own house
>This was just your parents old place before they moved farther away from the city
>You didn't mind it though
>It was small
>Two bedrooms
>A bathroom
>A pretty big living room
>Two small closets
>And a kitchen
>Oh! And the basement
>The basement had nothing in it but the heater and a few old chairs
>Your parents took everything they needed and sold anything they didn't
>You lock your car door and make your way to the door
>As you jingle the keys in search for the house key, you hear a small crunch behind you
>You quickly turn
>Nothing...
>You shrug it off, finding the correct key and opening the entrance to your home
>As you open the door and ready yourself to enter, you hear an even louder crunch of leaves from behind
>Super neck breaking speed
>You look
>Nothing
>But this time you feel a gush of wind
>The wind easily cut through your clothes, giving you goosebumps
>Fuck was it cold out today
>You quickly look around
>Still nothing
>You shrug it off and make your way inside, closing the door behind you
>You then noticed a few leaves made their way inside
"I'll clean that up in the morning..."
>Why were you talking to yourself?
>Oh yeah, cause we're tired
>You groan and lazily make your way to your room
>Oh how marvelous was the sight of a simply small bed to you
>You quickly strip of your clothes, stopping at your white knight fabric
>You slip under the covers and yawn, moving about untill you became comfortable
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>You sigh, your eyes feeling heavy
>Time to sleep~
>You are slowly enveloped into darkness
>You are now...
>...asleep.

>And as you sleep, you do not notice the presence looming over you
>It blinks its big pink slitted eyes at you
>It was cold
>It yelped in pain as it tried to roll up next to you
>It was scared
>SHE was scared...
>Nowhere to go, no where to sleep
>She was alone...
>She had no one...
>She rubbed her hoof against her slowly moistening eyes
>She sniffled quietly as she herself slowly drifted off into slumber
>She was lonely...
>Just like you.

>When you awoke, you found yourself lying alone in bed
>For some reason... You felt warmer than usual
>You felt like for the first time ever, you had slept with someone else
>You quickly dust it off as you notice your bed was empty
>You stretch your back and limbs, sighing happily as you heard the occasional 'pop'
>You quickly got up and out of bed
>First destination: The Shower
>You enjoyed having super hot showers
>Steamy, you could say
>After the cleansing of your body, you adorn your usual lazy day outfit
>Just some loose pants and a white T-Shirt
>You usually wore either your work uniform
>Or that snazzy suit of yours
>Second destination: The Kitchen
>You were hungry for some food
>You walk into your kitchen and notice that your usual bowl full of fruits was empty
>Huh...
>Weird, you don't usually eat fruit
>You add 'buy more fruit' to your mental to-do list
>You search your cabinets for a frying pan
>With some luck you find one
>You ready some eggs and bacon
>Turning on your stove you ready the pan for a nice breakfast
>You crack the eggs and allow them to sizzle for a bit, whiffing the smell of the delicious eggs
>It seems like you weren't the only one
>Your ears pick up on another pair of nostrils whiffing up the scent
>You quickly turn to the source
>Nothing... The kitchen is empty
>You shrug it off once again, maybe you were going insane
>You go back to cooking
>As you cook, you don't notice her wipe her forehead
>She almost got caught, sitting on top of your cabinets looking down at you
>Silly prey never realize that there is always an enemy above them

>You finish cooking up your meal
>Setting up a plate, you place the items on it and make your way to the living room
>As you slump down onto the couch and pick up the remote, you don't notice the tiny bat pony jump down from the cabinets
>You also don't notice it quickly lick up the bits of spare egg and bacon from the now cold frying pan
>She licks her lips and 'Mmmm!'s in content
>Huh?
>You turn to the kitchen
>Nothing
>You shrug, turning on the TV
>The little bat pony hold its breath, having expected you to look over
>She was quick
>As soon as she noticed you notice HER, she jumped forward
>She was now hiding behind the very same couch you were sitting in
>You flick through the channels hoping to find something fun to watch as you eat
>"Hi! Billy Mays he-BRRST"
>"M-*BURP* Morty! W-W-We have to get ou-CHRRK"
>"Reports say dozens are awoken to the sound of an EXPLO-BRZZT"
>"Your Big Horsey! Your Big H-CHRZZT"
>Wait...
>What was that on the news?
>"CHRZZT, BZZT"
>"-ome of the people even say that they saw a small animal come OUT of the explosion!"
>"Can you believe that?"
>"No I cannot Tom! But the police are investigating, an explosion with no casualties? How strang- BRRZzzt..."
>You hit the power button...
>So what happened last night obviously was real...
>But... Where did that pony go?
>You groan, remembering her injuries
>She is out there... hurt!
>SHE is currently holding her breath
>Behind you
>Trying her best to sneak back into your room
>DUNK
>She silently yelps, tripping over her own hooves
>You turn your head to see nothing once again
>She stands against the nearby corner
>Her heart pounding like crazy
>"Sweet Luna that was close..." She whispered to herself
>You go back to your own thoughts

>You can't go out there to look for her...
>So what are you planning to do?
>Maybe you could go look for her?
>No, that would require you to drive around with a broken windshield.
>You sighed, unsure on what to do.
>You quickly pulled up your cell phone, deciding to ask your bud for a favor.
>"*Ring Ring*... *Ring Ring*... *Ring Rin-* Hey! Wassup, Anon?"
"Oh! Hi Chris! Hey I was just wondering if your uncle could come towe my car to a workshop? I can't see shit through it!"
>You secretly hope for the best.
>"Oh yeah, totally! What time should he come for it?"
>Success!
"Anytime today is fine, I of course will give him money for the repairs"
>You mentally groan, hoping you even have enough money lying around to pay for it.
>"Yeah dude, he should be there in an hour or so! Hey, will still up for Monday?"
>Oh yeah... you had plans with him.
"Ha! Of course man, I'll bring the pizza!"
>Where was this hang out again? You always forget...
>He chuckles, giving you a quick 'Goodbye' and hanging up.
>Now to fish around for some cash.
>You get up and grab your plate, taking it over to the kitchen sink.
>You clean up the mess you made while you were cooking and make your way to your room.
>As you make your way into your room, you notice your closet door shut suddenly.
>'Huh... what could that have been?' You think to yourself.
>The sneak bat pony tries her best to stay quiet, rummaging through the random stuff in your closet.
>She found a comfy looking backpack, sitting in it.
>She smiled in content, her head hanging from the opening of the old backpack.
>While the bat pony napped, you looked about your room for some mula
>Nothing much under the bed...
>A couple of dollars on your night stand!
>You finish looking throughout most of your room, your eyes landing to your closet door.
"Only one place left." You said to yourself.
>The bat ponies ears perked up, eye shooting open.
>She quickly got out of her resting place and made her way up.
>Plopping her little tush on the very top shelf.
>Hunting mode activated.

>You grab the closet doors and fling it open.
>"HIYAAA! C'MERE!"
>The fuck?
>You look up to see the pony from last night jumping towards you.
>You yelp and quickly duck, the pony flying over you completely.
>*WHAM*
>She seemed to have landed face first into the floor...
>You hear it whine in pain, quickly getting back onto its hooves and turning towards you.
>"Hey! Get back here!"
>You panic, avoiding her next lunge at you as quickly as you could.
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>She recovers this time a lot faster than the first time.
>You don't.
>She lunges at you once more, this time her hooves making contact with your chest, knocking you back.
>You grit your teeth, struggling for air.
>Shit she knocked it right out of you, huh?
>You look up to her.
>She giggles and nuzzles her muzzle against you.
>Uhhh... What?
>She jumps off of you.
>"You are such an easy prey! I can't believe I got you!"
>She snickers loudly and tries to stretch her wings, whining in pain and quickly folding them.
>You were confused, but your breathing was starting to regulate.
>You clear your throat.
"What the hell? *COUGH* W-Why did... Why are you in here?!"
>She strolls around you, her eyes closed in content.
>"Oh I really don't know, you hit me with that weird cart of yours so I decided you kinda owed me!"
>She ends that sentence with a snicker and wiggles her tail at you.
>"It's your turn to catch me!" she chimes, running off.
>How the hell can she be so mobile after being hit by a car?
>You groan, getting back onto your feet.
>You can hear her clippity clopping about in your kitchen.

>You grumpily make your way into the kitchen, instantly finding her trying to climb up one of your cabinets.
>"Hey! That's no fair! You had all night to hide!"
>You sigh, reaching out to grab her.
>Nope.
>She slips right through your grasp.
>"You're going to hafta try better than that!"
>Boy was she being cocky.
>She did one more tail wiggle at you and ran off.
>Guess you're just gonna have to try better than that, like she said.
>You run around your house chasing her.
>Occasionally coming close to catching her, only to have her pull some trick and slip away.
>Through out this whole ordeal you notice a strange marking on her flank.
>You feel kinda pervy for staring at a horses butt.
>Well not exactly pervy.
>It was that feeling you get when you look at two dogs hump.
>Whatever, anyways.
>She had some sort of tattoo of a crescent moon on her flanks.
>Except the moon had two stars at its base and one big heart around it.
>She turns around, for some reason her face turned a deep red.
>She came to a complete hault.
>You didn't have enough time to stop and found yourself crashing right into her.
>You roll about on the ground, the small tumble turning into a wrestle.
>You easily dominate her and manage to pin her down.
"Ok! I got you, now tell me why you're here!"
>She groans, still trying to get out from her sudden imprisonment.
>You unotice her start to tear up.
>"G-Get off! My wings!"
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>You get off of her and she quickly fumbles to get up.
>She wipes her eyes and glares daggers at you.
>You gulp.
"H-Hey, I'm sorry, I forg-"
>"I don't know."
>You blink at her.
"What don't you know?
>"I don't know why I'm here. You happy?"
>She pouts and quickly turns away from you.
>While looking away, you don't manage to hear her sob quietly.
>You blink, looking down at the floor.
>"I... I just don't know how I got to this place..."
>"I am happily eating alongside my brothers and 'poof'..."
>"I'm slapped into your weird cart and well..."
>She chokes up.

>You can hear her crying now, but she quickly silences it.
>She turns and laughs.
>It was one of those fake laughs you were all too used to hearing.
>You knew whatever she was about to say next was total BS.
>"But enough about that, it's your turn to catch m-"
"No!"
>She deadpans, blinking.
>"H-Huh?"
>You clench your teeth and gulp.
>You were mad. You were mad because she was:
>1. Breaking into your house.
>2. Hiding something from you.
>and 3. She was injured and waving it off as if it were nothing.
>You signal her to stay put.
>She looks puzzled at the gestures you made with your hands.
>"Uhhh..?"
>You face palm.
"Stay. Here."
>Your voice was cold and serious, and she noticed it.
>She tried to respond with a witty comment, but you silenced her with "SHHH!"
>She nodded grumpily.
>You made your way to your bathroom and quickly looked under your sink.
>You find the first aid kit and open it, checking its contents.
>Happy with what you see, you make your way back to her.
>Her eyes widen at the sight of the medkit.
>"Hey! I-I'm fine, no need for that! I'm serio-"
>You shush her one more time, this time signaling for her to turn around.
>She slumps her shoulders defeated, and nods.
>She lazily turns her back towards you, her leathery wings obviously bruised.
>You try to remember what little first aid you can remember from the three hour course you took.
>You can tell that some of the bones in her wing were probably cracked.
>Especially by the way she reacted when you touched them.
>"YAOWIE! H-Hey! Ow! Cut it out!"
>You remove your hand and sigh, looking through the first aid kit and bringing out some simple bandages.
>You ask her to properly fold them, she protests but complies.
>You can tell it hurts.
>You try your best to wrap the bandages around her sensitive wings, allowing the bones to align properly.
>Throughout this whole process she is biting down on her hoof, crying softly.

>You finish up bandaging her wings, reaching up to scratch behind her ear.
>You don't know why you were doing it, but she seemed to enjoy it.
>"H-Hey... C-Cut it out! I mean i- Ohhh~ Y-Yeah, right there~"
>You can't help but smile.
>You pull your hand away.
>She seems upset that you did, somewhat sad.
>Now, time for some questions.
>She turns to look at you.
"Now, what are you?"
>She smirks.
>"I'm a girl."
>You face palm again.
"I meant wha-"
>She giggles, "I know what you meant!"
>She composes her self and grins.
>You notice her sharp fangs.
>"I'm a bat pony! One of Princess Lunas royal guards!"
>You roll your eyes.
>She's small and squishy looking.
>How could she be anyones guard?
"Suuure, anyways... What's your name?"
>She puffs up her chest and grins.
>"The name's Aurora Night! You can call me Aurora"
>You feel somewhat uncomfortable.
>She had such a strange name, you were expecting something like 'Bucky' or 'Sally'.
>Some random horse like name.
>"Well? What's your name?"
>Your thoughts about random horse names comes to a hault.
>Your name?
"Anonymous, you can call me Anon."
>She doesn't miss a beat, unlike you.
>She extends her hoof.
>You hesitate before taking it in your own hands.
>Squishy hoof is squishy.
>"Well, we know each others names, you happy?"
>You smile, nodding.
"Yep, but I still have some more questions."
>She shrugs.
>"Meh, ask away."

>After hours of asking her different questions, you have a result.
>She's a guard pony for a so called 'Princess Luna'.
>Her and her sister rule a land called 'Equestria'.
>Talking horses is a norm, this includes Unicorns and pegasi.
>When you asked the first time how old she was, she responded with 'Old enough'.
>Apperantly what she meant by that was 'Younger Mare'.
>You feel somewhat dumbfounded.
>A guard bat pony to a horse princess that controls the moon?
>The more you hear her out, the least likely you find yourself believing her.
>She has been rambling on about her family right now.
>"And you can't buh-lieve how close me and the Princess are!"
>"Me and her practically grew up together!"
>You blink.
"Didn't you tell me she is like... a thousand years old..?"
>You notice her tense up.
>She chuckles nervously.
>"Y-Yeah! W-What I meant by that was she pretty much raised me! H-haha..."
>You roll your eyes, mouthing the word 'SUUUUURE'.
>She punches your arm playfully.
>"Well? I  told you about me, now it's your turn!"
>You yawn, stretching your back.
>Before you can reply to her, you hear a knocking at the door.
>"Hey Anon! I'm here for yer car!"
>Oh snap, your friends' uncle is here!
>You panic, looking at the door and back towards Aurora.
>She's gone again.
>How the hell does she do that?
>You ignore this question and make your way to the door.
>While you go get the door, Aurora is sneakily crawling away.
>She snickers at how easy it was to sneak past you.
>She was excited.
>Excited to make new friends.
>One being the new human by the door.

>You patted yourself down.
>Aha! There's your money.
>You open the door and greet your friends uncle.
>He looked like a generic old Tom.
>Slouched back, white stray hairs and a bit of an over bite.
>"Heyo, Anon! How's it going?"
>You smile at the old coot.
>He has helped you countless times, from small things like lending you money to bigger things like the favor he was doing for you now.
"I'm greay Mr. Dixon, how's the wife?"
>He throws his head back and laughs.
>"Well, it hasn't gone too well with her, she has..."
>As the two of you talk about random things, Aurora crawls about.
>She can't help but barely hold in a snicker.
>She was being so sneaky! She loved it!
>She couldn't believe that you didn't notice her!
>She was on the other side of the door, grinning wickedly.
>She decided she was gonna mess with you.
>She readied her fangs and playfully bit down on your leg.
>You yelp in pain, looking down.
>There she was, giving you a shit eating grin.
>You push her away with your foot, signaling her to shush.
>Mr. Dixon was still too busy ranting about his wife and how she burnt his dinner for the umpteenth time.
>She snickers loudly, sticking her tongue out at you.
>You groan and look over to Mr. Dixon.
>"And she burnt the one yesterday too! I can't believe she burnt my cereal! How does that happen?"
"Hey, sorry to interrupt but I'll be right back!"
>He nods at you, waving you off, "Take yer time, Anon!".
>You smile and slowly shut the door.
>Your smile quickly fades away and you turn to the small ball of trouble next to you.
>She jumps in place and smiles nervously.
>"H-Hey Anon, how are ya?"
>You frown at her.
>She visibly gulps.
>You had some talking to do.

>You crouch down and glare at her.
>She continues to smile nervously.
>"H-Hey, you alright?"
>You feel like you have had enough.
"Aurora, this is not 'Equestria', OK? You can't screw around like that here."
"If people find out about a talking horse, they won't take you in like I did."
"And I haven't even agreed for you to stay here."
"If you continue being a nuisance I will have to ask you to leave."
>She visibly saddens.
>"I-... I'm sorry Anon... Please don't kick me out..."
>She starts to tear up.
>Fuck, your heart can't take it.
>You pick her up.
>She yelps in surprise.
>"Hey! Let me go right no-"
>You put a finger over her lips and signal her to shush.
>She pouts at you.
>"Fine."
>You craddle her in your arms, minding her wounded wings.
>You carry her to your hallway, signaling to two doors.
>She looks up at you.
>"What?"
"Choose one, the bathroom or my room."
"If you choose my room, you have to stay in one spot."
"You choose the bathroom, you can climb and do what you want.
>She rolls her eyes, she felt like she was being treated as a child.
>She groans and points to the bathroom.
>"I would much rather make a mess in there..."
>You frown at her.
>She simply responds with her sticking her tongue out at you.
>You roll your eyes.
>Fucking bat pony.

>As you leave towards your task at hand, you instantly hear Aurora start to climb about your bathroom.
>You groan and rub your temples.
>This was going to be a long day.
>You open the door and find Mr. Dixon sleeping.
>While standing up...
>You wave your hand infront of his currently closed eyes.
"Uh..? Mr. Dixon? You OK sir?"
>He wakes up with a start.
>"Huh?! Oh! It's just you Anon, anyways..."
>He licks his old lips, placing his hand on his chin like 'The Thinker'.
>"What was I saying?"
>You facepalm, sliding your hand down your face with a grimace.
"You were gonna tow my car away, remember?"
>He snaps his fingers and nods.
>"Yeah! That's what it was! I'll need your keys and money, Anon."
>You wave it off and nods, reaching into your pocket and retrieving your cash.
>Just eighty dollars... Hopefully that'll be enough.
>Now to get the keys, where'd you leave them?
>You pat yourself down.
>Nope, not there, nor there.
>As you search yourself for your keys, you don't hear your car locking and unlocking over and over again.
>In the bathroom, Aurora is screwing around with the remote to your car.
>She giggles with each press of the buttons.
>"Boop! Beep! Boop!"
>She giggles and hugs the key.
>"Such a strange thing! I love it!"
>She notices she has pressed every button but the one with a big red triangle.
>She smirked wickedly, her hoof practically going in slow motion towards the button.
>*BEEP*
>*WREEEE!*
>*WREEEE!*
>*WREEEE!*
>Aurora drops the remote with a start and screeches, slipping as she tries to run away from it.
>She slips about and slaps against the toilet.
>She falls to the floor and groans, rubbing her face.
>"Stupid loud buttons..."
>As she lies on the ground, you find yourself panicking.
>You were shocked as to why your car was wailing it's alarm.
>You almost never set your alarm anyways! It's normally off!
>You and Mr. Dixon are now looking for your keys together.

>Neighbors all around start coming out of their homes, the sound of the car alarm startling a few squirrels.
>You and Mr. Dixon were tearing your house apart.
>Well, not the bathroom of course.
>While he was indeed old, he was fast.
>He looked under sofas and tables and inbetween books in your book shelf.
>You had just barely gotten to a drawer by the time he did such things.
>Nope... not in the drawer.
>You didn't even want to check the bathroom.
>You knew as soon as you opened the door the small ball of a nuisance was gonna run right out.
>You didn't even care if Mr. Dixon had just finished searching your room and was now haeding to the bathroom.
>Wait... what was he doing again?
"Going to the bathroom?" you said to the voice.
>Oh shit, you realized.
>He was going to the bathroom!
>You ran towards the door.
>The old coot was faster.
>He opened the door and instantly went 'AHA!'.
>He came out and hold up your keys.
>"Anon, you really should take better care of these! Did ye forget after showering..?"
>You breath in a sigh of relief and nod.
"Y-Yeah, I must have..."
>He chuckled and made his way to the door.
>"Ok Anon, I'll bring ye car back soon."
>You nod and wave him off, closing the door behind him.
>You instantly get serious.
>The key was in the bathroom witht he bat pony.
>The bat pony was not noticed by Mr. Dixon... Why?
>You make your way back to the bathroom and swing the door open.
>You look around and blink.
>You were greeted with nothingness...
>And an open window.
>Your eyes shot open as the put the two together and ran to the window, sticking your head out.
>She was gone! No where in sight!
>You were freaking out, quickly pulling your had back in.
>You quickly grabbed your jacket and made your way outside, she couldn't have possibly gone that far...
>...right?
>As you left your house, the door to the bathroom door slowly creaked close.
>Hanging from the door was Aurora, her body somewhat flattened from being smashed against the wall twice.

>You run towards your backyard, scared shitless.
>Your backward was pretty small, only a tree and a small shack you used to hide old tools in.
>Of course as soon as you saw the shack lock was still around its usual chain, you went straight to the tree.
>Nope, not around the tree.
>You look up into the now orange leaves.
>Shit, you forgot it was fall.
>Somehow this seems relevant to you.
>You groan, not seeing the damned bat.
>You run back to your front lawn.
>She was no where in sight.
>You even thought about calling her name.
>You were nervous your neighbors would question why your were calling out to a pony...
>Oh! You could always just call out like if it were your pet.
>Maybe that way they won't question it too much?
>You shrug to your innerself, unsure as to why you were having this conversation in the first place.
"Aurora! Here girl! Aurora! Come to daddy!"
>You hated yourself for adding that last part.
>You were sure wherever she was, she was probably laughing at how dumb you looked.
>She on the other hand was still recovering from the door hitting her.
>Aurora shook off her injury and smiled, happily trotting out of your bathroom.
>She felt her tummy grumble.
>"I'm starving! Huma- I mean..."
>She cringed a bit, rolling her eyes.
>"Anon! Where are ya? I'm hungry!"
>Silence.
>She sat on the hardfloor that was your hallway.
>Where was he?
>"Anon! Imma climb into your backpack again!"
>...
>Still nothing.
>Where could he be?
>Aurora groaned and made her way to the kitchen.
>"Anon I swear if you decided to play hide and seek without me I will find you and destroy you!"
>Still no response.
>"Wow, you must be really good at this game!"
>She shrugs, deciding to play along.
>She giggles and trots about the kitchen, opening drawers and looking under things for you.
>You on the other hand...
>You were currently looking under a flower pot for the damned sneaky bat.
"Where could she be?"
>You put the pot back and groan with frustration.
>On your day off, too.

>You continue to call her name out.
>You haven't called any attention to yourself, which is good.
>Most neighbors just came out to see who it was and instantly went back to their own business.
>Some of them asked if you were looking for your pet.
>They did offer to help, but you assured them that you could find her yourself.
>You were now a whole block away from your house.
>And Aurora was still nowhere to be seen.
>And by nowhere I meant she was back at your place making a mess looking for you.
>You spent about and hour and a half looking for her when it suddenly dawned upon you.
>Why do you care if she left?
>She really isn't your friend or anything
>You just met the damned thing.
>But...
>You weren't exactly heartless either.
>You kinda cared for the sneaky bat.
>She did come off as immature and annoying, but at the same time very cute.
>You never had anyone over...
>Maybe keeping her for a while would make you feel less lonely?
>Damn, now that you thought about it, the least likely you wanted to fuck up losing a possible friend.
>You call out for her once again.
"Aurora! Come back! I... I will buy you food!"
>Back from your home, the small bat ponies ear perched up.
>"Anon! If I find you, you have to give me food! You already said so!"
>She started shredding your house apart, looking in even the dumbest areas for you.
>You were walking to the nearest pet shop, curious if they could be of assistance.
>As you walk into the store, the door giving off a jingle, you see what looks like a nervous store clerck.
>She looks sweaty and to be hiding something.
>"Hi! Welcome to Hors- I mean Goerge's Pet Emporium!"
>If it weren't for the name George being pronounced in Spanish, you would have questioned what she said.
>You look around the shop, cages piled high filled with various animals.
>Some were the usual pets like kittens and puppies.
>Others had chickens and even snakes.
>You were hoping this chick would give you some amount of help on finding your 'pet'.