CYOA Pinkamina Diane Pie [Part 2 added]

>The muffled noise of music stirs you from your dreamless slumber
>You audibly groan before raising up in your bed
>When you wipe the sleep from your eyes you realize that you've left your curtain open again
>You hate it when sunlight pours in to your room, it blinds you, and it shows that it's been a while since you've cleaned it.
>Broken furniture lines your once tidy floor, pieces of a mirror sit in the nearby corner
>Even your blankets have been cut and torn in some places and your floor is littered with the stuffing of once intact stuffed animals
>You sigh, you're going to have to clean up eventually your anger has a tendency of leaving a lasting impression on items you own.
>Last night...wasn't your best.
>A certain red stallion came up in your number drawing...and well...the binds you used weren't enough.
>He got out...and when he saw the remains of a few of your friends he became furious.
>Big Macintosh was like a bucking tank....WAS...a dozen stabs to the gut with a kitchen knife will put even the strongest stallions down.
>You get out of bed and trot over to your broken mirror and look over yourself
>What remained of your mirror showed a better picture of what happened last night
>Your right eye was swollen and bruised, a small cut formed along the center of your forehead....
>And your fur was stained with Big Mac's blood
>There was more of him than there was of you in your coat and mane
>You felt disgusted just looking at yourself and going over your mistakes only made your anger return.
>You were so stupid, you were too used to getting mares in your drawings, they were weak, they were easily frightened.
>But not him, you should have prepared for Mac...instead you thought what you had would be enough.
>He broke his bindings as if they were nothing, he made short work of the cupcakes you had baked using Lyra, and he beat you up in the process...
>He set you back a good week before being taken down....
>After that happened you didn't even bother cleaning up
>You were beaten and you were furious
>Before sleeping you needed to do something to take your pent up anger on.
>You decided to take it out on your furniture and animals before passing out
>Didn't even bother to take a shower, and with all this caked on blood dried not only will it be a problem to get out, but you'll have to wash your sheets and pillow cases
>Your mattress may need to be flipped over as well.
>You need to learn to stop being so impulsive
>After getting a good look at yourself you finally decide to get your morning routine started
>You step out in to your hallway, and as you do the music only gets louder
>Yeah it seems that Anonymous came in early today
>His radio appears to be playing something from back on his home world
>You find it funny that even though he can't get back he can somehow pick up radio stations perfectly.
>You chuckle to yourself before walking in to your bathroom
>You waste no time in getting your shower ready for you
>You run your hoof over the flowing water in order to test the temperature
>Cold like the bucking northern ocean, you turn the other knob and soon it's as hot as Tartarus in your tub
>It's going to be one of those days...
>It takes some time but you're able to get your shower to a hot temperature you can stand.
>You hope in and get started, using a combination of bubblegum bodywash and a bath brush you start scrubbing your fur furiously.
>It's annoying, and your brush gets stuck in the matted fur a few times, but you're able to scrub away the remains of Macintosh out of your fur.
>A good thirty minutes in to your shower time you're finally clean
>You hope the blood doesn't stain the porcelain...
>With your fur, mane, and tail cleaned you decide to stand in your shower and allow the warm water to wash over you for a bit.
>You close your good eye and sigh happily, ignoring the pricks of pain you feel when your swollen eye is put under the water
>You have quite a busy day today
>There's a lot you need to take care of and there's never enough hours in the day to do it all
>You have another number you need to draw
>You have to clean up Macintosh and make him in to cupcakes
>Your bedroom is in shambles
>Scootaloo is looking to help you out again
>Anonymous needs to be paid for the week
>There's other things that need to be done but those are the first and foremost

>A: Pick up Scootaloo
>B: Clean your room
>C: Go in to the basement and start cleaning
>D: Get Anonymous' payment ready for him

(C was chosen)

>You twist the knobs on your shower and stop the water's flow
>You know you don't want to because you've just showered
>But you have to clean up Macintosh
>What if Anonymous runs out of flour or something and has to go in to the basement to retrieve more
>It'd be...unfortunate if he just so happened to find a large corpse just sitting there
>Besides you don't want him to find out anything about what you're doing
>After all...he came to Gummy's after party when your so called 'friends' abandoned you.
>He didn't even say anything when you were...doing voices for inanimate objects
>He just sat there and smiled, he probably thought you were trying to be funny
>After your 'friends' started 'disappearing' he started coming around Sugarcube Corner more often
>Saying things like, 'I can't have anything bad happen to Ponyville's number one party mare' the poor human thought YOU needed protecting.
>Eventually Mrs. Cake gave him a job here, she showed him the ropes and he got in to the groove fairly quickly
>That human can make a mean batch of cookies...
>You've even contemplated taking his number out of the drawing once or twice
>But you've already done that with Scootaloo and Cupcake, if you keep doing it eventually everyp0ny will be out of your number drawing
>When you finish your little morning routine of showering and lesser issues you step out in to the hall and listen to the music playing on Anonymous' radio.
>"Yeeeaah when I walk on by, girl be lookin like damn he fly."
>Oh god what is Anon listening to?
>You finish drying yourself off in the hallway and head to your stairs
>As you trot down the stairs his music continues
>"aaah girl look at that body, aaah girl look at that body, aaah girl look at that body."
>Seriously what is this?
>Your curiosity gets the better of you, you trot past the front counter and in to the back to find...
>Anonymous lip syncing to this song on his radio
>He's moving in beat to the song while kneading some dough
>Suddenly
Anon: I'm sexy and I know it.
>Anonymous drops what he's doing and starts thrusting his hips in sync with the beat
>Oh Celestia Anon can't dance to save his life
>Your poor sides will never be the same
>You burst out in to fits of laughter
>Your sudden outburst causes Anonymous to jump out of surprise
>He turns to you, his cheeks red as can be
Anon: Y...you weren't supposed to see that
>You can't hear him, you're too busy holding your stomach and rolling around on the floor laughing
>You roll around the tiles of your kitchen floor for a little while longer
>Finally you're able to stop laughing
>You notice the music has stopped
>You open your eyes and look to find Anonymous standing there tapping his foot impatiently
Anon: You done
>Pinkie: Y...yeah I think so...hold on...
>You take a few deep breaths in order to calm yourself.
>Pinkie: Anon you have no idea how silly you look.
Anon: Oh come on it wasn't that bad
>You shake your head
>Pinkie: Yes, yes it was.
Anon: *Hmph* you're just jealous.
>He turns his head away from you
>Pinkie: Sure let's go with that. Anyway, whatcha got baking today?
>Anon points to a few bowls, then to his dough
Anon: Making some cakes, a few pies, a dozen pink frosted cookies, and four dozen cupcakes.
>Pinkie: My my, quite the list.
Anon: Yeah, lot of orders to fill today. Might need to go in to the basement and grab some more flour and eggs.
>Pinkie: Oh um...I'll get what you need for you.
Anon: Why, what's wrong?
>Pinkie: What do you mean?
Anon: The way you said it, you sounded kinda anxious. Let me guess, you left out your secret recipe for your Secret Cake Family Cupcakes?
>Oh thank Elysium that Anonymous believed that lie
>You nod
>Pinkie: hehehe...yeah, last night I was working awfully late and I left a bit of a mess...
Anon: You know I'll lend a hand if you need it. I don't mind cleaning up a mess if it helps you out.
>You hold your front hooves up
>Pinkie: No no no, it's fine, besides you haven't been made a part of the family if Mrs. Cake finds out you learned about the secret recipe for the Cupcakes she'll have my head.
Anon: Ah...well that's a bummer...hope you're not down there all day.
>Pinkie: I shouldn't be, and Anonymous you need to stop worrying about me. I'm a grown mare I'll be just fine.
>He sighs
Anon: I know I know
>He turns around and gets back to kneading the dough
>As you turn to make your way to the basement Anon says
Anon: Oh before I forget Applejack came by about an hour ago.
>You freeze in your tracks
>Pinkie: What's going on with Applejack?
Anon: Said her brother went missing. She looked like she didn't sleep all night.
>Pinkie: That's a shame...
>You try to sound sincere
Anon: I know...she came by asking if I'd seen him. I told her I haven't seen him since I came to Sweet Apple Acres last week. When she asked about you I told her you were asleep. She left soon after that.
>Anonymous just earned a few bonus points
>If he hadn't shown up early Applejack would have came in...and she would have went up to you room to ask you...and she would have seen you covered in blood and beat up.
>You breathe a sigh of relief before trotting out of the kitchen and to the basement door
>As you open it Anonymous calls out
Anon: Also, I didn't want to say anything...but what happened to your eye and head...did you hurt yourself down there or something?
>Oh quick Pinkie think of something!

>A: Truth
>B: Lie
>C: Tell him to mind his own business

(B was chosen)

>Pinkie: Yeah...see there's two light switches in the basement...one at the bottom of the stairs and one at the top. I turned off the lights while I was at the bottom of the stairs and when I went up the stairs I tripped...I was pretty tired last night.
Anon: Oh...oh damn Pinkie I'm glad it isn't anything more than that.
>Pinkie: I am too Anon. This is already annoying enough as it is. Also come up to the basement door and knock if you need anything,
Anon: Will do!
>With that little portion over and done with you open your basement door and shut it behind you.
>You're sure to lock it, no need to risk Anon opening the door and walking down
> Curiosity killed the cat...
>As you walk down to the bottom of the stairs you turn on the light and grimace
>Big Mac is just as you left him...
>He's sprawled out in the middle of your floor, his eyes are staring off blankly at the wall
>His blood has stained your floors and walls but at least he isn't bleeding out.
>You sigh before shaking your head
>Today is going to be a long one...
>You start off by dragging Big Mac's corpse to the chest freezer in the corner of your basement
>When you get Scootaloo here tonight the two of you are going to have to hurry up and cut off what you need from Big Mac
>Actually...it probably would have been a good idea to get Scootaloo first...two sets of hooves would have made this go by faster.
>Oh well, you'll just have to make due with yourself.
>It takes much too long for you to get Big Macintosh over to the chest freezer.
>When you do you open up the top to your chest freezer and take a quick breather
>Last night it was fairly hard for you to get Big Mac in your basement and on to your table while he was dead weight and passed out.
>And with him being literal dead weight he's not any lighter.
>You're panting
>You look from Big Mac's corpse, to the chest freezer

>A: Try to put Mac in the chest freezer
>B: Clean up the blood

(B was chosen)

>Well, considering the mess, you feel that it's best to simply clean the blood first.
>With Mac next to the chest freezer what remains of his blood will only pour out around that one area
>Besides he's been bleeding out in your basement for at least seven hours there isn't much left
>With that in mind you head over to a nearby mop and bucket and start up the cleaning process
>Again, you wish Scootaloo was here, she'd be able to get a brush and help you scrub this stuff up
>You sigh as you mop up what you can before grabbing a brush off of a shelf
>As you scrub you can't help but wonder who your next lucky pick will be.
>You make a mental list of all the p0nies you've gotten so far
>Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Roseluck, Carrot Cake, Colgate, Lyra, and now Big Macintosh
>You're hoping to get either Twilight or Bon-Bon
>With Twilight looking in to the disappearances she's starting to get annoying
>Bon-Bon has been frantic in her search for Lyra, maybe it's about time she's silenced.
>You have no idea just how many hours pass while you clean and contemplate
>A sudden knock at your door calls your attention
>You dispel the possible outcomes of your next pick when you hear it
>Pinkie: J...just a second!
>You wipe up the remains of a small bloodstain upon your wall.
>You then put the mop, bucket, and brush off to the side
>You're about to head up the stairs when you realize Anon will see Macintosh if you open the door.
>Buck! You race back down the stairs
>you search frantically until finally finding the tarp Cupcake uses to cover the wagon
>Quickly draping it over Macintosh you rush back up the stairs.
>You open the door to find Anonymous smiling down at you
Anon: Hey there.
>Pinkie: Hi, what is it?
Anon: Oh nothing much, just about to go on my lunch break.
>He shows you the tray of pink frosted cookies
>Pinkie: I thought you said those were for a customer?
Anon: Yeah a customer named Anonymous. Pretty cool dude if I do say so myself. Best dancer I've ever seen.
>You scoff
>Pinkie: Uh huh.
Anon: Anyway, since you've been working down there for hours doing Celestia knows what I figured you'd be hungry.
>Pinkie: And?
Anon: Wanna eat with me? Probably can't eat a dozen by myself.

>A: Take a break and eat cookies
>B: Go and fetch Scootaloo
>C: Go back to your basement and draw a number for the next p0ny

(B was chosen)

>Pinkie: I'd love to.
Anon: Great!
>Pinkie: But I have to go get Scootaloo.
>Anon's smile drops
Anon:Really? Wasn't she over here the other day? I figured she wouldn't stop by for a while.
>Pinkie: Yeah but she loves this place...besides I don't think she really has anywhere else to go ya know?
Anon: Yeah...well hey they'll still be here when ya get back and I'm sure Scoots will want one too.
>Pinkie: Alrighty
Anon: Oh and before ya leave do you mind fetching me some flour, sugar, and about a dozen eggs?
>Pinkie: Sure, leave it to me.
>You trot back down in to the basement when you approach your shelves you hear Anon call out
Anon: Hey what's with the tarp? Let me guess covered up some ingredients so I couldn't see it?
>Well...Macintosh will be the main ingredient for your cupcakes so...
>Pinkie: Anonymous...that's exactly it.
Anon: Ah.
>When you head back up the basement stairs with items in hoof you pass them off to Anon
Anon: Alright, thank you Pinkie.
>Pinkie: You're welcome!
>He carries the items you brought in to the kitchen
>With Anon busy with his work you close and lock the basement door
>Then you head out in to the desolate town streets...
>As you walk down the familiar path leading to the school you notice your little number drawings have set fear in to the town
>Nop0ny is running their outdoor stands
>Guards are patrolling the streets
>There isn't a single filly without their parents
>Even the townsfolk have started to stay indoors
>Though a few brave p0nies are still walking through the streets
>You ignore them for the most part
>They've gotten used to your cold nature ever since Rainbow disappeared
>The p0nies believe that her disappearance is what started it all
>You wonder how they'd react if they knew you were the cause of her disappearance...

>Finally Cherliee's school comes in to view
>The foals are currently on recess
>Four guards patrol the school grounds
>Cherliee herself is chatting with a guard

>A: Approach the foals
>B: Approach Cherliee
>C: Come back when school is over

(B was chosen)


>You decide to approach Cherliee first
>After all, with the way things are now if you just stepped up to the foals the guards would be on your flank
>As you walk up to the front of the school the guard Cherliee is speaking to points you out to her
>Cheerilee turns to you with a sad smile
>Cheerilee: Hello Pinkie
>Pinkie: Hi Ms. Cheerilee,
>Cheerilee: How have you been?
>Pinkie: I've been well, ever since Mr. Cake disappeared...and since Mrs. Cake left I've been scraping by. Business isn't as big as it used to be.
>Cheerilee: Well yes...all these missing p0nies is putting everyp0ny on edge...are you here for Scootaloo?
>You nod
>Pinkie: Yup, I wanted to see if she'd come by and lend me a hoof.
>Cheerilee: Well, class is over, the foals are just having their fun.
>Cheerilee motions to the guards and they step back, allowing you to enter the School's playground
>As you step on to the playground Scootaloo wastes no time in bounding over to you
>She leaps over to you and you wrap your hooves around the little pegasus
>Scootaloo: Pinkie!
>She smiles, as do you
>Pinkie: There's my little helper!
>The two of you stay in your embrace for a few moments before finally letting her go
>Scootaloo: Are we going to do more work today?!
>She seems really eager to help you out.
>You nod she lets out a squee of joy
>Pinkie: Yes, you need to help me move some big and heavy stuff in the basement and you've gotta help me put it up.
>Scootaloo nods in understanding
>Pinkie: Also....
>Scootaloo leans in
>Pinkie: Anon is at Sugarcube Corner...and he has cookies...
>Scootaloo cannot contain her joy
Scootaloo: ANON'S COOKIES?!
>The other foals in the playground turn their heads to the two of you

>Scootaloo seems to ignore them cause cookies
>She bounces around you in joy just like you used to do
>Scootaloo: Well what are we waiting for?!
>Her enthusiasm is like a disease
>Your smile widens...though your smile isn't as inviting as it used to be...
>A few foals back away from the two of you out of fear
>You ignore them, after all you hold no interest for them
>Their numbers haven't come up yet
>Pinkie: I don't know! Let's go!
>You put Scootaloo on to your back and you race off towards home
>As Sugarcube Corner comes in to view you slow your gallop down to a trot
>You find Anonymous talking with Twilight...
>The two are in the front window and Twilight...she's seen better days
>Her mane is a mess and she's waving her hooves frantically

>A: Wait for them outside
>B: Enter Sugarcube Corner
>C: Go get something to eat

(A was chosen)

>You decide that you're going to wait outside
>Hopefully Twilight won't stay long
>After all, from what Thunderlane told you yesterday today is scheduled for a storm
>Even now Pegasus P0nies are bunching together clouds in the sky
>You and Scootaloo trot towards the front door to Sugarcube Corner
>When you get to the window you notice Twilight's back is turned
>Maybe if you just slip behind the wall you can listen in on Twilight's conversation without her knowing you're here


>A: Eavesdrop
>B: Enter
>C: Leave and come back later

(A was chosen)

>You decide you want to eavesdrop on Twilight's conversation with Anonymous
>You grab Scootaloo and drag her behind the wall bordering your front window
>Scootaloo: Hey what are we doing?
>Pinkie: Shush, I wanna hear what they're saying.
>Scootaloo: Oooooh
>Pinkie: Shush!
>Scootaloo does the impression of a zipper zipping her lips shut.
>The two of you put your backs to the wall and listen in
>Twilight: I'm telling you Anon something's not adding up!
Anon: And I'm telling you that there's no way in hell your right!
>Twilight: That's because you're not listening to me! Haven't you notice what's happened? Have you looked at Pinkie lately?!
Anon: I did this morning I have no idea what you're talking about.
>Twilight: You haven't noticed her mane? Her off color? Or those creepy eyes?! How about that smile of hers? She's lost it Anon you haven't seen it because she's good at hiding it!"
Anon: What the fuck is wrong with you? Just because you messed up your friendship doesn't mean you get to come in here and try to ruin mine! She's been like that ever since you and your little friends ditched her, if anything she still feels like depressed for being betrayed, ever think of that?
>Twilight: Please Anon I don't want you getting hurt!
Anon: Then stop this little stunt of yours. So what if Pinkie's been acting different lately, that doesn't mean she goes around making p0nies disappear.
>Twilight: But you know she could do it! You've seen what she's capable of doing. It was fine when she was all smiles and sunshine but now she's like this. Don't you find that dangerous?!
>So Twilight is currently trying to convince Anon that you're threatening
>You've done nothing to hurt Anon
>How dare she accuse you of doing something dangerous!
>You bet she's trying to take him away from you, just like she did with your other friends
>Your eyes twist in anger, you start to grit your teeth
Anon: For the love of all things holy...Twilight...Pinkie's one of the kindest mares I know...in fact if it wasn't for her I'd have been stuck inside The Canterlot Dungeon! You know...from what you're telling me...this is eerily similar to my trial in Canterlot...if I recall you were like this with me...
>Twilight: But Anon she's not like that anymore! I'm telling you, you need to stop coming here it isn't safe for you and I've learned to be a better judge of character...trust me Anon the Pinkie you knew is gone
>It seems as if Anon isn't believing a word Twilight says

>A: Continue to Eavesdrop
>B: Enter
>C: Leave and come back later

(A was chosen)

Anon: Twilight, I think it's best you leave.
>Twilight: I'm not leaving until you agree to come with me.
Anon: I'm not going with you I've got orders to fill. Go play your little games somewhere else.
>Twilight: But Anon!
>He doesn't answer her back
>You hear his footsteps as he steps back in to the kitchen
>Twilight tries to keep talking, but without Anon paying attention she falls on deaf ears
>With her attempts thwarted she starts trotting to the door

>A: Stay and confront Twilight
>B: Walk past her and say nothing
>C: Hide before she opens the door
>D: Follow Twilight and beat her senseless when she's alone

(A was chosen)


>Upon opening she sees you staring angrily at her from the side
>Twilight: Oh it's you.
>Pinkie: I don't appreciate what you're trying to do.
>Twilight: Does it look like I care?
>Pinkie: Not in the slightest, that's why I'm only going to say this once.
>Twilight:Oh?
>Pinkie: You're going to stay away from Sugarcube Corner, and you're going to stay away from Anon, got it?
>Twilight: Anon's a big boy he can talk to who he wants.
>You look to the left, then you look to the right
>The only ones out and about are you, Scootaloo, and Twilight
>With Anon in the kitchen back at work he shouldn't hear anything
>Before Twilight can react you reach out and grab hold of her
>You slam her back in to the wall and hold her there
>She tries to cast a spell but a flick of her horn stops it
>Pinkie: Listen you little shit if you try to take away the only friends I have left you'll be sorry.
>Twilight: Hah, I knew it! I knew it all along!
Pinkie: Knew what? That I HATE when bad p0nies like you try to pull stunts like this?
>Twilight: I know that's a load of-
>Pinkie: Twilight. You're gonna leave now.
>Twilight starts to realize the position that she's in
>At this point she has nothing for proof other than she just tried to turn two friends on one another
>And with Scootaloo as a witness things would turn out bad for her
>You beating her senseless would look justified...Twilight made herself come off as a bully
>You drop Twilight when the realization finally hits her
>She looks from you, then to Scootaloo, before taking off towards her home
>As she rounds the corner of a nearby building, lightning arcs across the sky
>The resounding boom of thunder sends vibrations through you
>It looks like the weather team's storm is ready to go

>A: Enter
>B: Follow Twilight Home
>C: Stand in the rain

(A was chosen, did a little twist)

>You look off in the direction Twilight ran off in
>Your hooves start to shake
>For a few moments the number drawings didn't matter
>That unicorn isn't going to stop...she won't until she ruins everything for you
>You know she's going to wait for you to leave again...then she's going to try to talk to Anon
>What if...in order to prove your innocence...he tries to show her your basement
>THE BASEMENT!
>Did Anon mention anything to Twilight about it?
>Even if its one of your lies it'll still sound suspicious to that paranoid unicorn
>You feel your body start to move towards Twilight's home
>You ignore the rain as it starts to pelt you
>What's going to happen if she comes back again...but with guards...
>They could search your home and...it'll be all over
>But if you make Twilight disappear...then there'll be no one around to bring guards to Sugarcube Corner
>You're already trotting towards the treebrary
>Your imagination shows you a mountain of possibilities
>Good and bad ideas rush through your mind in a rapid mix
>You could kill her in her sleep
>You can knock her out and drag her to your basement
>Or you can just cut her up and eat her right in her own home
>Buck the number system just for tonight...
>Her treebrary comes in to view
>The rain is coming down in a torrent
>You're soaked, your body is shivering, but you don't seem to feel a thing
>You creep closer and closer to her treebrary until...
Anon: HEY!
>An umbrella is positioned above you, blocking you from the rain
>His voice brings you back to reality
>You shake your head rapidly, dispelling your violent thoughts
>You turn to see Anon looking down at you, he breathes a sigh of relief
Anon: Finally, I've been calling you but you were ignoring me...come on let's get out of the rain.
>You take one last look towards Twilight's home before sighing
>She can wait
>Pinkie: Fine.
>The two of you walk back to Sugarcube Corner in silence
>As the two of you step through the threshold you start to notice your shivering
>Your teeth start to chatter
>It subsides when you feel a blanket wrap around your withers
>You turn your head towards Anon to find him wrapping you up
>Pinkie: I can take care of myself Anon....waah!
>He cradles you in his arms and walks you over to the customer's sofa where Scootaloo is already sitting
>Like you she's got a blanket wrapped around her
>But unlike you she's got hot chocolate and cookies
>You'd like some hot chocolate and cookies...
>As the two of you draw close Scootaloo looks at you and starts to giggle
>Your cheeks flush from embarrassment
>He sets you down, before you can say anything a plate of cookies and a hot mug is put in to your field of vision
>You take them with your hooves
Anon: Here, warm up. We'll talk about what you did later. I've got to finish up a few cakes.
>He walks off to the kitchen leaving you and Scoots alone
>You eye your treats

>A: Eat cookies and drink hot chocolate
>B: Talk to Scootaloo
>C: Sit in silence

(A was chosen)

>You pick up a cookie, and take a bite
>Why does every batch of cookies Anon make seem to taste better than his last?
>They're nothing more than sugar cookies with pink frosting
>You find yourself mindlessly finishing the cookie off with a single bite
>You don't even bother chewing the second one as you toss it in to your maw
>No wait, you can't just shove perfection down your throat like a starving p0ny
>You need to eat these slowly, savor the taste
>Your third cookie survives four bites
>You drink some of your cocoa to wash down the cookie
>He remembered the little marshmallows...
>Scootaloo's giggling pries your attention from your meal
>Pinkie: What's so funny?
>Scootaloo: You.
>Pinkie: What bout me?
>Scootaloo: When Anon brought you over here you had this little smile on your face
>Pinkie: I did not.
>Scootaloo: And when I laughed you got all flustered
>Pinkie: You can't prove that
>Scootaloo: Aww come on don't be like that it was so cute!
>Pinkie: Shut it Scootaloo
>Scootaloo groans
>Scootaloo: Aww you're no fun
>She drinks more of her hot cocoa
>Pinkie: You and I both know that's not true
>You smirk
>She looks to you with a smile
>Scootaloo: Yeah, but still, you have to admit you liked it.
>You giggle before shaking your head
>Pinkie: I'm not admitting anything Scoots.
>Scootaloo: Fiiine. So, what's the plan for the rest of the day?
>Pinkie: Well...I have this Macintosh in the basement that's a little heavy...
>Scootaloo understands the reference
>Scootaloo: Awww man you got him? He's gonna be a problem...
>Pinkie: What? I choose the numbers at random, his came up.
>Scootaloo: Was he the one who did that to your eye?
>Damn, you thought you mane was doing a good job covering that up.
>Pinkie: You...you weren't supposed to see that.
>Scootaloo: I could have helped ya know.
>Pinkie: I know, figured I would have bee enough, made a mistake, and I paid for it. Next time I'll get you first thing alright?
>Scootaloo: Okay.
>Scootaloo: I dunno if I can help much, lifting him is gonna be a pain...
>Pinkie: We'll figure something out.
>Scootaloo nods and gets back to her treats
>You do the same
>The two of you spend the rest of the time talking about random happenings around town
>The guards come up in your conversation multiple times
>With the Princess getting worried she's made it a bit harder for you to get more p0nies.
>You'll have to learn their routes, you'll need to learn just how many are stationed here, and you'll need to find out who's patrolling and when.
>Your margin for error has shrank considerably when it comes to new victims
>As the two of you move on to Scootaloo's time at school Anon comes back in to the room.
Anon: All done.
>He takes a seat in between the two of you
Anon: Now Pinkie, please tell me what's going on with you and Twilight. Scoots here told me what happened when Twilight left.
>Celestia damn it Scootaloo


>A: Truth
>B: Lie
>C: Change the topic of conversation
>D: Ignore

(A was chosen)

>Pinkie: She's...she just...
>You sigh might as well tell him the truth
>Pinkie: I heard what she said about me...and it made me so mad that I...I wanted to hurt her...I hate it when p0nies say lies like that behind my back...especially when they used to be your friends...
>You look to the floor and your body shakes with rage
>Even if Twilight's right, her words still anger you
>What gives her the right to make such accusations?
>She doesn't know anything and it's her fault everything's like this
>Her and your so called 'friends'
>There's no way in hell you're telling him everything though, "Oh hey Anon Twilight's right, I make em in to cupcakes! Remember when you ate that rainbow one and said it was delicious?! Taste the Rainbow Anon!"
>Yeah no. No way.
>You feel his fingers trail through your mane
>You sigh happily as his fingers massage your scalp
>The shaking goes away and a small grin appears upon your features
Anon: Pinkie, everyone who goes through what you went through will have that impulse, but you can't just act on it. I'm glad I stopped you before you did something you'd regret.
>The more Anon pets you the more you think about what would have happened if Anon wasn't here
>You would have broke in to Twilight's housebrary and killed her
>Then the Princess would have had a fit over her favorite student disappearing
>There would probably be a guard in every home after that...
>Your little cupcake venture would have to stop
>Your thoughts are cut short when Anon scratches behind your ear
>You feel a hind hoof instinctively kick
Anon: Am I petting all those nasty thoughts away?
>You answer without thinking
>Pinkie: Uh-huh
>Scootaloo loses it
>She's rolling on the floor holding her sides

>A: Make Anon stop the petting
>B: Ignore Scoots acquire petting
>C: Throw something at Scootaloo

(B was chosen)


>But you ignore your friend
>Because this thing Anon's doing with his fingers feels amazing
>It's causing your hoof to kick
>Oh maybe he'll rub your belly!
>Maaan if he rubs your belly you'll just lose it.
>You have this goofy looking grin on your face
>Anon joins in on the laughter, he doesn't stop petting and scratching
>You're at the mercy of his hands
>There is no mercy for you
>Naughty p0nies like you get no relief from his scratching
>And you can't seem to find a single reason to care otherwise.
>When he finally takes his hands away you pout
>You were having fun
>Sure it wasn't the fun you had when you made a p0ny in to cupcakes
>But it was fun none the less

>A: Ask him to keep going
>B: Get started on your work
>C: Finish your treats

(A was chosen)


>You make sure Anon can see your pout
Anon: Aww are you disappointed?
>Pinkie: Uh-huh.
>Your lower lip quivers
>Pinkie: Can you keep going?
>You adjust yourself so you're lying on your back
>You put your head in Anon's lap and you bring your front hooves to your chest
>Pinkie: And can you rub my belly?
Anon: Pinkie I don't know if
>Pinkie: Pleeeeaaase?
>Anon sighs
Anon: Fine, on one condition.
>Pinkie: Yay, what is it?
Anon: Hang with me at my place after work tonight. You said no to my little lunch time fun so you're coming to my place and we're gonna get smashed and watch movies.
>Scootaloo: Hey what about me?!
Anon: I didn't say you couldn't come Scootaloo.
Anon: But there's no way I'm giving a filly any alcohol, you're still not old enough yet.
>Scootaloo: Aww come on I steal cider from Sweet Apple Acres all the time!
Anon: Well I didn't know that.
>Scootaloo: Well...now you do!
>Silly Scootaloo and her loose lips
>At least she tells on herself and not you
>Let's take a look at the possibilities
>You could accept and receive belly rubs AND after work entertainment.
>You could say no and take care of the dead Macintosh in your basement
>If you go with Anon tonight you won't be drawing any numbers
>Unless you draw one before leaving
>But if you do draw a number you won't be able to go searching for your lucky winner until after tonight
>Decisions decisions

>A: Agree
>B: Tell him no

(A was chosen)

>Pinkie: Okay.
>Anon's eyes widen
Anon: You serious?
>Pinkie: Yes, now belly rubs.
>Anon chuckles
Anon: Of course.
>His hand runs along your belly
>Your body wasn't ready
>You let out a soft sigh of relief as you figuratively melt from Anon's touch.
>His soft, nimble fingers trail along your fur
>The relieving sensation Anon's finger's bring cause your eyes to flutter closed
>You breathe in deeply and hold it in
>When you exhale various colors begin to play before your closed eyes
>These colors begin to mix and swirl before your vision
>Various p0nies start to pull themselves from the mixed crop of color
>Within the dark recesses of your mind events from the past start to form within this messy mixture
>The darkness around you becomes your canvas...
>You experience the times you've spent with your friends as if you were there again...
>The day Nightmare Moon returned
>The time you and the others went to face the dragon
>The day Anon arrived...
>Days you've spent with all your friends
>throwing parties, making everyp0ny smile, making new friends
>Forming bonds...
>You feel yourself being shaken, the sensation of Anon's hands leave you
>You have no idea how much time has passed until you finally open your eyes
Anon: Pinkie? Are you alright?
>Pinkie: Huh...what happened?
Anon: You fell asleep silly, it looked like you were having a nice dream until well...
>You feel his hand wipe away a tear from your good eye
Anon: Guess it didn't turn out so well huh?
>Pinkie: I...I wouldn't say that...
Anon: So it was a nice dream then?
>You nod
>Pinkie: Guess you could say I didn't want to wake up.
>Anon smiles before rustling your mane
Anon: But if you didn't wake up Scoots and I would be sad ya know?
>Pinkie: Yeah...
Anon: Alright, well your belly rub is at an end, gotta get back to work.
>He carefully stands, being sure to set your head gently on the sofa
>After that he leaves for the kitchen, leaving you and Scoots alone
>Scoots turns to you, her face shows concern
>Scootaloo: Pinkie?
>Pinkie: I don't wanna talk about it okay Scoots? Come on let's take care of what's in the basement.
>Scootaloo: Okay!
>The two of you make your way in to the basement
>The two of you are sure to lock it behind you
>Lucky for you everything is just like you left it
>Looks like neither Twilight nor Anon came down here
>Scootaloo: Aww man he really is big.
>She spots the tarp in the back
>You see a few tiny spots of blood in front of the tarp
>Looks like Mac had a little bit left in em
>You and Scoots trot over to the body

>A: With Scootaloo, lift Mac up and put him in the chest freezer
>B: Cut up Macintosh and fit him in the freezer
>C: Prep him for cupcakes now rather than later

(A was chosen)

>Pinkie: Scootaloo, help me get him sitting up.
>She nods before trotting over to the back end of Macintosh
>It takes a few minutes but you manage to properly set up Macintosh
>He's on his haunches and his back is against the freezer
>With the freezer top open you and Scoot position your hooves around his flank
>With a low grunt between the two of you, you manage to lift up the stallion
>Gravity starts to play its role
>When more of his upper body is in the freezer than his lower body the rest of him slips inside
>he makes a low thunk upon impact with the bottom
>his rear end is sticking out of the top while everything else is in the freezer
>This is going to get annoying
>If this situation were different you'd be laughing
>But instead you need to fit Mac's hind legs in there so you can close the freezer
>You get on top of the freezer and try to position Mac's legs
>You exert a little too much force
>A loud snap is proof of that
>Actually...that gives you an idea
>You pull, you position, you apply pressure
>Then a sickening snap rings out, anther few come right after
>You dislocated his hind legs and positioned them so they're against his body
>With everything in its proper place you slam the freezer shut
>With Mac out of the way there's two more jobs that need to be done
>The number drawing
>And the remaining blood stains

>A: Clean up the blood
>B: Make Scootaloo clean the blood
>C: Draw a number
>D: Have Scootaloo draw a number

(D was chosen)

>You look at the remaining blood, then your eyes trail to the bowl on your table in the center of the room
>The bowl contains folded up pieces of paper that have a name and number written upon them
>You think it's about time Scootaloo got to choose a number
>You can clean up the rest of the blood while she does that
>Pinkie: Scootaloo?
>Scootaloo: Yes Pinkie?
>Pinkie: I want you to go over and pick a number for me.
>Scootaloo's face seems to light up
>Scootaloo: DO YOU REALLY MEAN IT?!
>You nod before smiling
>Pinkie: Yes, go ahead.
>Her little hooves take off towards the bowl
>When she gets there she freezes
>She looks over the pieces of paper
>Good she's taking her time
>While she chooses which paper to grab you get a brush, soap, and water from a nearby spigot.
>You're done within a five minutes
>As you're putting up the cleaning supplies you hear Scootaloo gasp
>You turn in her direction to see her looking at a piece of paper
>She's chosen...
>You trot over and she turns to you
>She tries to hide the paper in her hooves
>You chuckle
>Pinkie: Come on Scoots don't be silly who'd you pick?
>Scootaloo is silent
>You sigh
>Pinkie: Did you get Applebloom or Sweetie Belle?
>Scootaloo shakes her head
>Pinkie: did you get Cheerilee?
>Again she shakes her head
>Pinkie: Did you get me or something?
>You smile on that one, like you'd ever put your own name in the drawing
>Scootaloo: No...
>Pinkie: Then who'd you get?
>You reach out and Scootaloo reluctantly hands you the paper
>Number seventeen...you flip open the paper to find that today's winner is...
>Pinkie: Twilight Sparkle...
>You smile and laugh
>Your laughter builds
>This is rich! And to think you were going to kill her earlier!
>Now you have to go back out in to the rain and try again!
>But...those problems from earlier resurface
>The fact that there's guards patrolling the area
>And Twilight is Celestia's student...
>You've already gone over what would happen if you killed Twilight
>You sigh to yourself and your smile drops, you can see why Scootaloo was reluctant to say anything
>But...the number was chosen, it's Twilight's time.
>You'll just have to play it safe for a while
>After this you might not be able to do another number drawing for a while
>Scootaloo looks off to the side dejectedly
>Pinkie: What's wrong?
>Scootaloo: It was my first time picking and I picked her...she's going to mess up everything...
>You pat the filly's head and she looks up to you
>You smile
>Pinkie: Don't worry we'll figure something out, we'll get Twilight down here you'll see.
>Scootaloo gives you a half smile
>Pinkie: There ya go. Now let's get the table prepped and-
>You stop in mid sentence
>Oh Celestia you almost forgot about Anon
>For that glorious belly rub you had to sacrifice the rest of your evening so you could hang out with him
>You growl to yourself
>And you still have to pay him too, luckily the bits are kept in a small safe there in the corner
>Though...if you and Scootaloo sneak past him while he's busy you can get out, capture Twilight, and drag her back here.
>But if you take too long and if he sees you're gone he'll know you stood him up
>And do you want to stand up Anon in the first place?
>The two of you haven't spent much time together and when you did it involved work.
>You sort of owe Anon anyway
>But do you want to deal with being hit on all night by some alien?
>You know that'll happen after all he likes you, it's obvious.
>Well, maybe it wouldn't be that bad, Anon isn't that bad of a guy after all
>He makes himself useful, he's stuck by you when others abandoned you, and those cookies...oh Celestia those cookies.
>You forgot his hands too! What's wrong with you it's like you're Derpy!
>And it'd be a lie if you said you haven't wanted a piece of Anon
>After all, there have been times where you've ended up clopping after killing a lucky p0ny, and even then you've felt empty, unfulfilled.
>God the thrill of being bent over a p0ny corpse...or a p0ny dying under you while you were rutted by that alien sends shivers down your spine just thinking about it
>Oh...oh man what if he actually liked the thought of you making 'cupcakes' if he took that left over blood from your 'work' as lubricant you'd lose it!
>You might even let him try out one of the lucky p0nies before you kill them!
>Of course you'll be watching the whole time.
>You are one bucked up mare...
>You feel Scootaloo shaking you
>Scootaloo: Pinkie!
>Pinkie: Who wha huh?!
>You start looking around the room before focusing on Scootaloo.
>Pinkie: What happened?
>Scootaloo: You were trying to say something then you spaced out...then you got this goofy smile on your face and you started drooling...then I smelled something funny.
>Oh celestia why....
>Pinkie: Nevermind the smell

>A: Go after Twilight
>B: Hang out with Anon
>C: Hang out at home tonight
>D: Put Twilight's number back in the bowl and go for somep0ny easier

(B was chosen)

>Scootaloo: Okay fine, are we going to go for Twilight tonight or what? Cause you were telling me to prep the table.
>You shake your head rapidly
>Your bloodlust blinds you
>Sweet relief is what you need
>Sweet relief combined with relaxation and movies.
>After having to deal with Macintosh the night before spending time with Anon will make up for it.
>Pinkie: Forget what I said, with Mac in the box, with the blood cleaned up, and with our next p0ny in mind we can stop for the night.
>Scootaloo: That means...
>Pinkie: Fun with Anon?
>Scootaloo: Fun with Anon!
>The two of you high hoof
>After that you go to the safe, open it, and grab Anon's sack of bits for this week.
>Then the two of you make your way up the stairs to find Anon waiting for you guys on the sofa
Anon: Finally, took you two long enough, got the kitchen cleaned up and everything.
>So getting around Anon wouldn't have been an option...
>He stands, grabs his umbrella, and opens the door
>With sack in maw and with Scootaloo at your side the two of you head out first
>Anon shuts off the lights to Sugarcube Corner and locks the door behind him
>As the two of you walk out in to the rain under the safety of Anon's umbrella a lightning bolt strikes nearby
>The three of you jump, the pelting rain isn't making P0nyville seem any more appealing
>Anon leads the way at a hurried pace, the two of you trot behind
>Unfortunately none of you see a certain unicorn watching you leave Sugarcube Corner
>???: Finally! Now I can get started! Oh what fun this will be...I'll find out everything Pinkie just you wait...then I'll get those two away from you...and Celestia help me if I'm right there won't be anything left for Celestia to convict.
>The mare laughs manically before being cut off by lighting and thunder
>She slowly slinks her way over to the front door, when the three of you are out of sight she uses a simple spell to unlock the door.
>She steps inside, shaking the water off of her coat as she does so.
>She trots around for a moment before spotting the basement door, her smile widens
>???: Here it is...oh Anon you were so insistent on not letting me in here. Secret Ingredients my hoof.
>Another spell opens the basement door.
>She trots down the stairs and trips due to a lack of light
>When she hits the bottom her horn lights up, illuminating the basement
>???: Ow...
>She gets to her feet and starts to scan the room
>Nothing...she overturns tables, she looks behind shelves, still nothing
>Then her eyes cast over the chest freezer...
>Pinkie: Anon, please tell me you didn't leave your keys in a locked house.
Anon: I didn't I swear! I had the on me somewh...here they are.
>Anon pulls his house keys from his coat pocket
>Finally he unlocks his door and the three of you step out of the cold, wet air
Anon: And here we are.
>He flicks his light switch and the two of you are presented with a single solitary white painted hallway.
>There are either doors, three on each side and one at the end of the hall.
Anon: Alright here's the rundown, from the left we got: Living, bathroom, my room. On the right we got the laundry room, guest room, guest bathroom. At the end of the hall is my kitchen/dining room.
>You and Scootaloo nod
>He opens the door to his living room and motions for the two of you to enter
>When you step off of the carpet of his hallway and on to the hardwood flooring you take a look around
>Anon must have got quite a stipend from Celestia...
>50x70 plenty of space for someone of Anon's size...probably too much
>A black cushioned sofa sits in the center of the room facing the 32in t.v. and mahogany entertainment center.
>There are two cyan bean bag chairs to the right of the sofa
>Scootaloo doesn't hesitate to gallop over to the bean bag chairs.
>Upon further inspection of the room you find that there isn't a single window, the only lighting this room can get is coming from the ceiling lights
Anon: Alright you guys get yourselves comfortable, I'll get the stuff.
>Pinkie&Scootaloo: Alright Anon.
>With that Anon leaves the room
>What do you want to do?

>A: Join Scoots on the bean bag chairs
>B: See what's on TV
>C: Join Anon in the kitchen
>D: Sprawl out on the couch

(D was chosen)

>You let out a yawn before leaping over to the couch
>You sprawl out and take up as much of it as possible
>One of your hooves hangs lazily off of the couch
>Pinkie: This...this is nice.
>Scootaloo giggles from her bean bag bed
>Yeah she took them both and she's lying on them both
>No bean bag chairs for Anon
>You spot Anon's tv remote in the floor in front of the couch
>You hear something flushing, then a sink turning on, but you pay it no mind.
>Anon will get to your food eventually

>A: See what's on TV
>B: Join Anon in the kitchen
>C: Kick Scoots off the bean bag chairs and claim them for your own

(B was chosen)

>After a moment of stretching you get your lazy flank off of Anon's couch
>You decide you're going to check up on Anon in the kitchen
>And you're going to do it your way
>You smile to yourself before trotting for the door
>Scootaloo turns back to you
>Scootaloo: Gonna go check up on Anon?
>Pinkie: Yup
>Scootaloo: Have fun.
>Your smile widens
>Pinkie: Oh I will...
>You walk out in to the hallway and head down the end of it.
>You open the door to the kitchen to find that
>Anon's kitchen is...well...small.
>It'd be generous to say that it's half your kitchen size
>He said it was a kitchen/dining...oh there's the table.
>A rectangle-shaped table with a chair on each side
>That stood to the left of the door. Opposite the door is the sink, counter, microwave, and fridge.
>To the right stands Anon's oven/stove top and across from that is Anon himself.
>He's currently searching through a few cupboards.
>He has his back turned to you.

>A: Sneak up on him
>B: Let him know you're behind him
>C: Drop all hints of subtlety and attempt to take what's yours...or what's going to be yours.

(A was chosen)

>You tip hoof over to Anon
>He's still busy gathering snacks, he doesn't hear you
>You're a good five feet away from him now
>You get on your hind hooves and wait...
>He's still searching for a few things
>While you wait a few thoughts cross your mind
>Anon is very trustworthy...or he's always got his guard down
>It'd be too easy for you to snap his neck
>You could just leap up and do it right now
>Or if you had a knife you could stab him in the back a few times
>You spot a few dishes in his sink
>A steak knife calls to your attention
>Hmm...maybe you could do a little something...something to warm you up for Twilight
>You could probably make it look like an accident or something
>If you push him right now...at this angle the push would cause him to land neck first on the edge of his cupboard
>It'd crush his windpipe..
>Your in your own little world now
>Your dilated pupils and ear to ear grin signify that

>A: Kill Anonymous
>B: Wait for him to turn around
>C: Go back in to the living room

(C was chosen)

>You slap yourself with a hoof
>Damn it snap out of it Pinkie!
>Look at what you're doing!
>You can't hurt Anon he hasn't done anything to you
>He hasn't abandoned you like the others...
>And if you did this to him what'd stop you from hurting Scootaloo
>If you killed her and Anon then you'd be all alone...
>You don't want to be alone...
>You start to back away
>Anon turns around do to the sound you made from slapping yourself to attention
Anon: Pinkie?
>He kneels down
>HE'S RIGHT THERE JUST BUCKING DO IT ALREADY!
Anon: Are you alright you're shaking.
>Use your hooves you don't even have to climb on his back!
>He's the reason why you can't get Twilight he deserves it!
>You don't look Anon in the eye you keep back away from him
Anon: Pinkie you're freaking me out here what's wrong?

>A:Truth
>B:Lie
>C:Leave Anon's house and calm down
>D:Go back to the living room and calm down

(D was chosen)

>Pinkie: It's...it's nothing, I've just...gotta take a breather.
>You turn your back to him and gallop out of the kitchen
Anon: I...uh...okay then.
>He may be confused but its better to be that way then dead
>You gallop in to the room to find Scootaloo watching TV
>She turns to you when you come in
>Scootaloo: Pinkie are you alright?
>You shake your head
>Scootaloo: Did you do something to Anon?
>You shake your head again
>Pinkie: No...
>Scootaloo: Good.
>Pinkie: But if I didn't leave I was going to...
>Your shallow breathing raises concern from Scootaloo
>Scootaloo: Pinkie, just take a seat on the couch and watch TV with me. Calm down.
>Pinkie: Yes..calm...TV...
>You trot over to the couch and sprawl out like you did before
>Scootaloo: And remember Pinkie, if you're good Anon will reward you with belly rubs
>Celestia that's tempting...
>Scootaloo appears to be watching a talent show...
>Some Earth Stallion shoots himself out of a cannon in front of the crowd
>He flies through a hoop of fire and in to a pool
>The p0nies go wild
>You're about to watch a tight rope walking unicorn on a unicycle but Anon's heavy footsteps call your attention
>You turn to find him carrying a bowl of mixed chips and crackers in one hand, then you spot a few bottles of Applejack Daniels in the other hand
>When he walks over and sets the food and drinks on the floor in front of the couch he says
Anon: I should really invest in another table.
>As he sets the food down you can't help but notice him glancing over you
>Yeah you're not in the most dignified position ever

>A: Wink (With your eye god damn it)
>B: Call him a pervert
>C: Watch tv, ignore, and let him look

(A was chosen)

>You clear your throat and your eyes meet
>You see him wordlessly say the word 'fuck'
>He seems nervous that he's been caught
>Your reaction surprises him
>You smirk before winking... your eye of course
>You giggle when his cheeks turn pink
Anon: Hey Scoots I'm gonna get you some juice I'll be right back
Scootaloo: Okay Anon.
>With that he gets to his feet and leaves the room.
>You giggle again before shaking your head
>Scootaloo: What's got you in a good mood all of a sudden?
>Pinkie: Grown up things Scoots.
>You turn and watch Scoots puff her cheeks in anger
>Scootaloo: That's no reason!
>Pinkie: I'll tell you when you're older how's that.
>Scoots sighs
>Scootaloo: Fine.

>A: Follow Anon in to the kitchen
>B: Eat some of the snacks

(A was chosen)

>You smile slyly to yourself
>You're gonna stalk the pervert
>You get to your hooves and slink out of the living room
>Scootaloo is none the wiser
>You trot over to the kitchen door and open it to find Anon pouring some grape juice in to a cup
>He's standing at his table
>He looks in your direction when you shut the door behind you
>You shoot him a predatory grin
>Pinkie: So did ya like what you see?
>Anon stutters, he tries to form a sentence but fails
>You trot over to him and he backs up to the counter
>Anonymous finally finds his voice
Anon: S..sorry about that
>Pinkie: Why are you apologizing I'm not mad.

>A: Stop here and go back to the living room
>B: Quickie Tiem
>C: Rape
>D: Tease him then leave.

(B was chosen)


Anon: You're not?
>You shake your head and trot closer
>Pinkie: Nnnnope.
>When you're in front of him he moves to the side in an attempt to get around you
>You slide in front of his path
>Pinkie: And just where do you think you're going?
Anon: T...to go give Scootaloo her drink
>He seems a little scared of you
>After all, you know you look a little crazy when you smile.
>But the thought of taking Anon right now with Scootaloo just a few rooms away excites you
>You're tempted to just open the door and take Anon now
>Maybe he's a screamer...
>And maybe Scoots will get curious as to what's going on...
>Buck it you can't take it anymore
>Pinkie: Well, you're not going anywhere mister.
Anon: I'm not?
>Pinkie: Nope.
>Before he can react you tackle Anon
>He ends up on his back and you take your position on his chest
Anon: P..pinkie?
>You don't answer you're too busy trying to figure out how Anon's pants work
>You already used your teeth to pull his zipper down
>But this Celestia damned button is fickle
>Why can you open doors and holds knives but you can't undo a fucking button?!
>You can feel yourself becoming wet with anticipation
>This wait is maddening
>Your smile turns in to a sneer
>Damn Rarity and her buttons!
>You can't get his pants off!
>You growl out of frustration
>Your eyes reveal anger

>A: Give up on the quickie
>B: Ask Anon to take off the button to his pants
>C: Tell Anon you were kidding, grab the juice, and book it

(B was chosen)

Anon: Pinkie calm down
>Pinkie: No! Not until you lose these pants.
Anon: But I'm not hung like a stallion our bodies aren't compatible.
>Pinkie: Anon I've seen your bulge when you were wearing sweatpants it's just fine. Now help me take off this button.
Anon: You saw?
>Pinkie: How could I miss it you were bucking horny while we were working on that cake!
Anon: But-
>Pinkie: And I'm crotch level with you normally!
Anon: That's true.
>Pinkie: Now please take them off, I can't get this button.
Anon: I can't
>Pinkie: Why not?
>You shoot him an angry glare
Anon: Because Scootaloo is in the other room.
>Pinkie: Who bucking cares?!
Anon: I do!
>You let out a roar of frustration
>Pinkie: Damn it Anon!
Anon: What?
>Pinkie: Anon stop that.
Anon: Stop what?
>Pinkie: Cock blocking yourself!
Anon: Well if you wanted my dick that badly you could have just reached in and grabbed it you got the zipper down didn't you?!
>Wait what?
>You nuzzle in to the opening you made by un-zipping Anon's pants
>Lo and behold you manage to get Anon's flaccid member out of his jeans
>You stare at it, then his pants, with wonder
>Pinkie: What matter of magic is this?
Anon: It's not magic it's just a way around the button
>Pinkie: Well why aren't you hard?
Anon: Because you knocked me over and we've been talking!
>Pinkie: That wasn't a problem last week
Anon: Well last week you had your tail hiked up and I saw everything!
>Suddenly Scootaloo walks in to the kitchen
>Scootaloo: Hey guys what's taking so....
>She freezes when she sees Anon's dick in your hooves
>Scootaloo: Whoa...okay I'll come back later.
>She walks out and slams the door behind herself.
Anon: See what you did?
>Pinkie: What'd I do?
Anon: You just scarred a filly for life!
>Pinkie: Oh come on I'm sure she's seen worse than your dick
Anon: What's wrong with my dick?
>Pinkie: There's nothing wrong with it. Well not with me anyway.
>You smile before rubbing it in between your hooves
>Anon sighs and your smile widens
>Though your happiness doesn't last very long
>Anon has to open his big mouth again
Anon: A hoofjob?
>You let out an exasperated sigh
>Pinkie: What?
Anon: You'll need to do more than that.
>You can feel the muscles in your left eye twitch
>You know Anon is enjoying himself he's just being an idiot
>But is it really worth the headache?

>A: Keep going, patience will win out
>B: Stop, whatever mood there was is gone

(A was chosen)

>Yes, it is, you've been waiting long enough
>You'll just ignore whatever Anon says
>You re position yourself so your lower half is facing Anon
>With that distraction out of the way you're presented with Anon's lower half
>You lean in...then stop.
>You're waiting for some sort of response from Anon
>Some sort of quip or complaint or something
>He's silent
>Finally, he's accepted it.
>You smile to yourself...good.
>You lean in and...

>A: Boop his member
>B: Lick his shaft
>C: Stop now
>D: Bite his thighs, maybe he's in to the ruff stuff

(A was chosen)

>You boop his member
Anon: Did...did you just...
>Pinkie: I did.
Anon: Uh...huh...
>Pinkie: But...I think you'll like this a little more...
>A few hours later
>You're currently lying in a puddle of your own juices...and Anon's.
>Everything below your abdomen throbs in pain
>You weren't expecting Anon to last longer than a minute
>But Anonymous isn't a stallion
>And...he hadn't gotten any in a while...
>When you got on top, and when you had him penetrate you...he lost it
>Here you thought you were going to be dominating
>Instead you turned in to his bitch by the end
>You lost count of how many times you reached your peak
>You weakly lift a hoof, only to have it drop like a limp noodle
>Pinkie: Anon?
>He's currently re buttoning and zipping up his pants
Anon: Yeeees Pinkie?
>Pinkie: I can't move
Anon: Huh?
>Pinkie: Anon, I seriously can't move.
>You feel him scoop his hands under you and pick you up
Anon: Here, let's get ya cleaned up alright?
>As he carries you out of the kitchen you smile to yourself
>Yeah you'll be taking his name out of the drawing
>He brings you in to his...small bathroom
>There isn't much room to walk around, the shower and toilet are about two feet away from each other.
>Though you must say this is quite possibly the cleanest room you've seen thus far.
>It's good to know Anon keeps his home in pristine condition
>Except his kitchen of course
>You chuckle to yourself
>Anon cradles you in one hand while he gets his tub ready for use
>After that he places a plug in the drain of his tub and waits
>After a few minutes he asks
Anon: this a good temp for ya?
>He has you place a hoof under the spout
>It's a little hot but you'll get used to it
>Pinkie: It's fine.
>That's when you spot the bubble bath bottle on the corner of his tub

>A: Ask for a bubble bath
>B: Ask for Anon to join you in the bath
>C: When you get in the tub ask Anon to leave

(B was chosen)

>You don't even have to say anything
>Anon reaches over and grabs the bottle
>He flips open the top and pours it with the running water
>Soon the bubbles consume the top of the water
>Anon turns off the knobs and sets you into the tub as gently as he can
Anon: There ya go, have fun Pinkie.
>Anon turns to leave
>You reach out with a hoof and grab his wrist
>Pinkie: You're not gonna join me?
>He turns to you and you give him the saddest expression you can muster
>You make your lower lip quiver and everything
Anon: Okay okay okay I'll get in with ya.
>He strips out of his clothing and gets in behind you
>He maneuvers his legs around you and stretches out
>You scoot back and lean your back in to him
>You sigh happily before shutting your eyes and getting comfortable
>However, the comfy, calm times do not last
>You take a deep breath of air before diving under the water
Anon: Whoa where'd ya go...
>You slowly rise out of the water, and when you do, you've got the largest bubble beard you've ever made
Anon: Oh look it's Gandalf
>Pinkie: Who?
>He chuckles
Anon: Oh right, never mind. So who're you supposed to be?
>Pinkie: Hmm....no idea!
>You giggle before wiping away the bubbles
>When you're hooves move away Anon leans in and kisses you.
>You pull away, your cheeks a new tint of red
>Pinkie: Don't do that.
Anon: Why not?
>Pinkie: Cause I'm the one who's supposed to do the surprising.
>He sticks his tongue out at you
Anon: Too bad.
>You *hmph* before turning your head away from him
>Seems like Anon won't have any of that
>He reaches out and pulls you to him, eliciting a squeak from you in the process.
>Pinkie: W...what?
>He sets you in his lap
Anon: Gotta clean you up, after all we came in here for a reason
>Pinkie: Anon I can wash my...
>When his soapy fingers trail through your mane you stop in mid sentence
>When his digits run through your mane, and when they trail over your scalp you can't form words
>Instead you sigh and lean in to Anon yet again
>He's good...almost too good.
>His digits scrub your scalp softly, lathering you up
>You can smell the pomegranate in his shampoo
>Your smile widens when his hands run down your neck and through your coat
>You shiver when his hands trail around your flank
>He gathers more soap and shampoo, then he restarts his scrubbing
>When his hands trail across your belly you feel as if you've gone to Elysium
>You lose track of time with Anon's hands working their magic
>Regardless, when it comes to an end, you can't help but let out a small grunt of frustration
Anon: Aww, what wanted me to keep going?
>Pinkie: Yes.
Anon: Well too bad, Scootaloo has been all alone. Why don't you go join her?

>A: Wait on Anon to finish
>B: Go see Scootaloo now

(B was chosen)

>You sigh to yourself
>Pinkie: Fiiine.
>You're body feels refreshed anyway you can walk
>After Anon rinses you off with the shower portion of his tub you trot out
>Your legs feel like jello but you manage to stay standing
Anon: I'll be out in a few alright?
>You nod before shaking yourself off
>Your mane, tail, and fur are in their poofy state for a few seconds before your...self causes everything to flatten
>With a quick wave you leave the bathroom
>Anon stands under his shower head and gets started
>You shut his door and walk in to the living room to find...
>Twilight: Hiiiii Pinkie Pie so glad you could join us!
>Twilight Sparkle is in Anon's living room
>She looks like a mess...
>Her mane is flat and wet, her eyes are red and bloodshot
>And she has this nervous twitch
>There's a stain in Anon's floor from the water dripping off of her coat
>Twilight is currently standing in front of Anon's couch
>And Scootaloo is in her magical grip...
>Scootaloo is unresponsive, her body is broken and beaten
>Her jaw is swollen as are her eyes, she twitches once
>Before you can say anything Twilight says in a sing song voice
>Twilight: I know your secret~
>Your eyes widen and your body seems to freeze in place
>Twilight laughs at your reaction
>She magically closes the door behind you
>Then Twilight uses her magic to toss the unconscious Scootaloo at a wall
>Scoots' head slams in to the wall before she hits the ground
>Twilight: Thanks for making this so easy Pinkie, with you and Anon rutting in the kitchen I was able to teleport in and soundproof this room! Then Scootaloo and I played a little game called 'Confess!' It was fun...for me.
>You crouch low to the ground and get ready to charge
>Pinkie: You're going to pay for what you did to Scoots...and Twilight...
>Twilight: Yes Pinkie?
>Twilight grins from ear to ear and her pupils spread apart from one another
>Pinkie: You're number came up
>You manage to move about a foot towards her before you're picked up in an aura of magic
>Yeah when you took care of Lyra you were sure to abuse her horn first
>You can't tangle with magic
>Twilight: I win!
>She slams you in to the floor
>Twilight: I win!
>She does it again
>She continues to say the same thing and each time she does she slams you in to Anon's floor harder than before.
>Twilight doesn't stop
>She keeps slamming you in to the floor
>You haven't been able to get in a good breath of air
>You can feel yourself starting to suffocate until finally...
>She throws you at Anon's door
>Upon impact his door is thrown off its hinges
>You and it clatter in the hallway
>Anon comes bursting out of his room as he finishes putting on his long sleeved shirt and sweatpants
Anon: What the fuck? Pinkie!
>He rushes to your side and kneels down
Anon: What's going on?!
>You open your good eye to find Twilight standing right behind Anon
>Pinkie: B...behind...you.
>Anon turns around to find Twilight
>Twilight: Hi there!
>Her right eye twitches
Anon: Twilight why are-
>She cuts him off by wrapping a purple aural ring around his throat
>She squeezes it causing him to choke
>He instinctively starts to grasp at his neck in vain, hoping to alleviate the pressure
>Twilight lifts Anon in to the air
>Twilight: You're in the way.
>She throws him in the direction of the kitchen, he goes flying in to the kitchen
>He hits the ground coughing violently
>At least with him out of Twilight's proximity he can get some air
>Twilight: There we go, poor thing. He has no idea you killed those p0nies. Oh that's wonderful! I get to avenge my friend's murders AND rescue the human isn't that great!?
>You don't answer, instead you lunge from your position on the floor and tackle the unicorn
>When you put her on to her back she tries to cast a spell but a flick to her horn stops that
>Then you start to pound your front hooves in to Twilight's chest and face
>You clock her one good time in the face and you think you've knocked her out
>Until she comes around with a hoof of her own
>She connects with your bruised eye
>You cry out in pain and back off of Twilight
>When the pain subsides you see Twilight casting a spell
>She fires an orb, you roll to the right in order to dodge it
>When you re-position yourself you're now facing Twilight and Anon's front door while she's facing you and the kitchen
>You glance to where you were just a second before to see a scorch mark on Anon's wall
>Twilight's already charging up another spell
>Twilight: Look at this narrow hallway you won't be moving around this one!
>Twilight's horn glows with a brilliant purple light
>Suddenly Scootaloo comes flying through the door less living room
>She clips Twilight from the side, causing Twilight to fire her spell without proper aim
>Unfortunately you have to duck regardless in order to dodge
>When the orb goes sailing over your head you get to your hooves
>Pinkie: Ha you missed stupid horse!
>That's when you hear metal hit the ground behind you
>You turn around to find Anon standing behind you...
>His entire form is shaking..and you can see the smoke rising from his solar plexus
>He has a gaping hole in his body from where the orb hit him
>You look back in to the kitchen to find his sink is destroyed
>Then you see the knife he dropped
>Anonymous looks over his wound before saying
Anon: Well there goes...
>Anon falls to his knees
Anon: my...plan...
>He hits the floor face first
Anon: ...fucking Scootaloo...I coulda had Purplecrazy.....
>He lets out one exhale before going silent
>He doesn't move
>....And he isn't breathing....

>Pinkie: A...Anon...
>You trot over to him and lean in
>You don't hear him breathing
>Your eyes begin to water
>Pinkie: No....
>You reach out a hoof and nudge him
>He doesn't react
>The tears flow freely
>Pinkie: You can't, you can't die...
>You nuzzle the side of his head, hoping for him to move
>Pinkie: Please get up! You can't leave!
>The sound of something hitting the ceiling above you draws your attention
>You see Scootaloo fall from the ceiling, to the floor next to you
>Twilight: Oh no, I hit Anon.
>She doesn't sound the least bit concerned
>You turn to look at Twilight your eyes burning with tears and hatred for the unicorn you once called your friend
>She's smiling then she shrugs
>Twilight: Oh well, Anon's nothing more than collateral damage. A little friendly fire, I'm sure the Princess won't miss another monkey.
>She cackles

>A: Pick up Anon's knife and attempt to finish this
>B: Grab Scootaloo and make a run for it
>C: Accept your fate

(A was chosen)

>Pinkie: What did you call him?
>Your body shakes with rage
>You wipe away your tears and stare down Twilight
>Twilight: What are you referring to, the monkey bit or collateral damage bit?
>You pick up Anon's knife and place it in to your maw and crouch
>Pinkie: Yeah your bucked.
>Twilight laughs again before shaking her head
>Twilight: You can't touch me Pinkie. Just lie back and accept it.
>Lightning strikes near the house cutting out Anon's power.
>The two of you are shrouded in darkness
>You quietly step in to Anon's Room
>Twilight uses her horn for a light source
>Twilight: Grrr where did you go?!
>You can hear the pitter patter of Twilight's hooves as she walks through the hallway
>The rain does wonders to mask your hoof steps

>A: Employ stealth and get Twilight from behind
>B: Charge her head on
>C: Wait and stalk your prey make her feel fear

(C was chosen)

>You slink around Anon's open door as Twilight passes by
>You spot one of Anon's old shoes next to you
>As you creep back in to the hallway you realize Twilight has her back to you
>You smile to yourself as you back away to Anon's living room
>You throw the shoe in to Anon's open room to get Twilight's attention
>You're in the living room before Twilight turns around
>Twilight: Ah ha! You're in there!
>She gallops in to Anon's room
>You snicker quietly to yourself
>Pinkie: Dumb whorse.;
>Then it dons on you
>Maybe you can have fun with this...
>After all she hurt Scootaloo and killed your Anon...
>Twilight needs her comeuppance
>You peer out in to the hall and see the light illuminating from Twilight's horn
>She's on her way back out
>You tip hoof over to the left side of Anon's door and wait
>When Twilight peers out in to the hallway you hold the knife in a hoof
>When she looks towards the kitchen you bring the knife across her cheek
>Damn Anon's knives are high quality...or you're just pissed
>You nearly cut a hole in her cheek
>Twilight yelps before turning your way
>She sees nothing
>You're currently balancing on the top of Anon's Room's narrow door frame
>Twilight frantically looks down both sides of the hall and sees nothing
>Twilight: Oww....that hurt you bitch!
>She gallops in to the guest room in hopes of finding you
>You leap from the door frame and on to the floor
>Twilight: What was that?
>You slink in to Anon's bathroom
>When Twilight comes back out in to the hallway she doesn't know which door to choose
>Twilight: Come out! You're just delaying in inevitable.
>You can hear a pinch of worry in Twilight's voice
>You hear her trot to Anon's laundry room
>You come out of his bathroom and creep over to Twilight while she's looking at Anon's dryer
>You cut the back of Twilight's left hind leg, right at the hock
>She cries out in pain before you take off in to the living room again
>You hear her fire off a few orbs of magic
>You can smell the burn marks from her wild firing
>You're currently hiding behind the right side of the couch
>Pinkie: Come on Twilight it's like hide and seek! I know you can find me!
>You giggle manically
>Twilight comes galloping in to the living room
>You can hear her whine every time she puts pressure on her hurt leg
>She's trotting around the front of the couch while you sneak out of the living room from the back side of the couch
>Pinkie: hehehehe I'm over here!
>Twilight turns her head out in to the hall where you are
>You're standing at the living room doorframe
>Twilight answers by firing a volley of purple beams of light you way
>Oh Celestia those are accurate!
>You barely manage to leap towards the kitchen end of the hallway
>The wall behind where you once stood is blackened
>You get to your hooves and gallop in to the guest room
>When Twilight comes in to the hall you say from under the guest room bed
>Pinkie: Wowie Twilight that sure was a close one! Can ya find me?
>You hear Twilight step in to the guest room
>You watch as the light from Twilight's horn moves to the guest room closet
>Then to the dresser
>You take this time to slink out from under the bed
>You trot over to Twilight and stay behind her
>Your hoof steps are in sync with hers
>Suddenly she turns around and you move yourself so you stay behind her
>She doesn't see a thing
>Twilight turns and looks at the guest bed
>She smiles as she creeps over to it
>She has no idea you're right behind her
>She leans over and looks under the guest bed and finds
>Nothing
>Twilight: Damn it!
>This time Twilight turns around and you allow her to see you
>Twilight yelps before backing up from you
>Unfortunately for her she's still in knife's reach
>A few swings of your knife leave their mark
>One cut going vertically down her once untouched cheek
>Once across her muzzle in a horizontal fashion
>And when she opens her mouth to cry out in pain you bring the knife across the meat in between her lips
>You've just gave her a wider smile
>When she brings her hooves to her face you take off in to the hallway for a third time

>A: Keep preying upon Twilight
>B: End it when she comes out in to the hallway
>C: Grab Scootaloo and make a run for it

(B was chosen)

>Pinkie: Come on out Twilight I'm in the hall! Ollie Ollie Oxen-free!
>You giggle
>Twilight growls and comes prowling out of the guest room and in to the hall
>It's at this point the lights come on
>It was fun while it lasted
>Twilight spits out the blood collected in her mouth before speaking
>Twilight: There you are...
>You think of saying something...then you realize the distance between you and her
>You won't have enough time to get to her if she decides to cast a spell
>You do the one thing you can do
>Back up, you back up past Anon's body and Scootaloo
>Twilight trots forward, her frown deepening by the second
>Twilight: "What's wrong Pinkie? Can't do anything with the light on?
>She stands next to Anon's corpse
>Twilight: It doesn't matter, I'm ending this, it's done.
>Her horn begins to glow with purple light
>You contemplate making a run for the living room again
>Suddenly Twilight's spell dissipates
>Her eyes widen in shock
>She looks down as do you...you find...
>Anon's hand wrapped around Twilight's hind hoof...
>Twilight: How how are you still alive!?
>Twilight growls in frustration
>She tries to move her hoof away but Anon's grip tightens.
>Her horn begins to glow
>Twilight: Stop being so annoying!
>There isn't a moment to waste
>You won't get an opportunity like this again
>With your knife held tightly in a hoof you gallop over to Twilight
>She turns to the sound of you running
>But she's too late
>Before she can lock eyes with you, you bury your knife deep in to her throat
>Twilight's jaw drops in shock
>She tries to speak, to cry out, but all she manages is a choked, gurgling, exhalation of breath
>The light from Twilight's horn fades.
>She gives you one last look of pure hatred before falling to the floor never to rise again
>Pinkie: Anon...?
>He weakly lifts his head up and looks at you
>He tries to breathe but the sound is all to familiar
>Twilight punctured his lung with her spell
>You don't know how he managed to survive as long as he did
>But from the way he's acting that was all the energy he had left
>You take his hand in to your hooves and look down at him
>Forgetting what you've done you're overcome with sadness yet again
>When a tear flows down your cheek Anon lifts his hand and wipes it away
>He gives you a small smile before the light leaves his eyes
>His head hits the floor and his hand goes limp in your hooves
>Anon won't be getting up again...
>You reach over and hold his head in your hooves and cry...

>A few days later...
>You reluctantly went out in to the rain to get the guards that night
>When they arrived they couldn't believe the sight
>You told them what had happened, that Twilight had broken in and tried to murder the three of you
>When the guards examined Anon's body they could tell that his wounds were inflicted by an offensive spell
>Seeing as how Twilight was the only unicorn on the premises they believed she was the culprit
>You had explained that you acted out of self defense, and that no matter what she did to try and stop her Twilight kept coming
>You explained that you were forced to kill her
>With your story and with Scootaloo's story when she woke, the guards started to suspect Twilight of being the one behind the disappearances of certain p0nies as of late.
>When word reached Celestia she came to P0nyville personally.
>When she was told in detail what had occurred and when she examined Anon's body she broke down

>After that moment investigators were positive that Twilight was 'The P0nyville Stalker'
>When she and Anon were buried in P0nyville Cemetary there were headstones placed for the p0nies who wound up missing
>Finally the familes of P0nyville could have closure...
>As the guards began to depart for Canterlot to continue their previous duties Celestia stayed behind to speak with you
>She apologized for what had happened, she knew you were closer to Anon than any other p0ny...
>You told her you would be okay, and that there are some things you can't change
>After a bit of a discussion involving you and what you intended on doing you told Celestia that Sugarcube Corner would remain open and that you would work on despite your loss.
>Celestia: I'm glad to know that the element of laughter is a strong mare
>Pinkie: If you say so Princess...by the way are you hungry? I made some cupcakes.
>Celestia nodded
>Celestia: Please...I haven't eaten in quite a while...this whole thing has me a little stressed.
>You head in to the kitchen and reach for a fresh batch of cupcakes you've just pulled from the oven.
>As you bring out your tray of cupcakes Scootaloo comes trotting up
>Pinkie: Hey Scoots.
>Scootaloo: Hey...
>Like you, she's feeling the effects of not having Anon around
>But unlike her you're able to hide it...but you know you won't be sleeping again tonight
>Knowing Anon won't be around to bake you breakfast ever again almost brings a tear to your eye
>Scootaloo takes a seat with the Princess and you set the tray out for the two of them
>You're happy to find that Scootaloo's injuries are healing up nicely
>Celestia looks over your cupcakes
>Celestia: Pinkie these look wonderful...and you even put Twilight's cutie mark on them...
>Pinkie: Even though she's done what she's done...we've got to move on. I want to remember her as she was before all of this...so I made these with our happier memories in mind...
>Celestia smiles softly before taking a cupcake in her magical grip
>When she takes a bite you can't help but smile
>Pinkie: So...are you enjoying your cupcakes Princess Celestia?
>Celestia nods and your smile widens

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>Another storm has swept through the quiet town of Ponyville
>Much like the storm on that fateful night where someone important was taken from you
>She was a great student...but a troubled mind had made her in to something else...a monster
>It made her act out, she hurt many innocent p0nies...and a human.
>Anonymous...he didn't deserve his fate, to be cut down in his prime...
>And Pinkie didn't need to lose someone else she cared about...
>So much killing, so much death...you have to be able to stem the tide in some way...
>You believe you've found a solution...to at least undo one death that has occurred
>That's why you, your sister, and two guardsp0nies are on their way to P0nyville Cemetary using the storm and night in order to cloak yourselves.
>What you're about to do must never be seen by p0ny eyes
>None would forgive you for this, but it has to be done
>Twilight's actions must be undone, at least in some way
>As your small group passes through the open gates and into P0nyville Cemetary a lone gravestone calls to your attention
>Here lies Anonymous, though he may have been a creature not of this world, he will be missed like every other p0ny.
>When you order your guards to bring forth the shovels is when your sister finally speaks
>Luna: Dear sister...art thou certain thou wishes to go through with this? We believe it would be best to turn back now...
>You shake your head solemnly
>Celestia: No, we've come too far...besides...his body will be the perfect catalyst for our test...if it succeeds he'll be back among us....
>Luna is all too sure to dash your hopes
>Luna: And should we fail we will have a walking abomination...
>Celestiia: That's a chance I'm willing to take little Luna...and should we fail I will take care of him personally...
>Luna: We shall hold you to those words sister.
>It was then you gave your guards the order to dig, and dig they did.
>It will not be long now until Anonymous makes his second appearance...
>As your guards dig your mind plays simple fantasies of events that have yet to come
>.....
>You wake up in a cold sweat....
>You turn to your window to watch as a bolt of lightning arcs across the sky, illuminating your still damaged room.
>That was...quite a dream you had...you felt like you were there, creeping behind a gravestone watching as the princess dug up the body of your old friend...
>But there's no way she'd ever do something like that...right?
>Perhaps it's your mind playing visions of things you'd love nothing more than to have come true
>Maybe you really have lost what little sense of sanity you have left
>But hey...a mare can hope can't she?
>Another bolt of lightning arcs across the sky.
>This one causes you to nearly bolt out of bed when the resounding thunder shakes your home.
>A foreign feeling fills your very being causing you to shiver
>Fear.
>Though it is not the thunderstorm that causes you to feel this way
>It's the possibility of just what might be occurring out there
>Your dream continues to play again and again in your mind
>You can't shake your dream from your head, the very thought of somep0ny defiling Anon's grave slowly starts to dispel your fear
>Only to have it to be replaced with a combination of primal anger and curiosity
>You know just how bad these storms can get but you need to see...
>You have to go to Ponyville Cemetery and go to Anon's grave
>You won't be able to go to sleep without knowing it hasn't been messed with
>You sigh to yourself before approaching the splintering remains of your dresser
>Using your maw you pull the only intact drawer to reveal one of the cleavers you keep near you at all times
>You stand on your hind hooves and pass the cleaver in between your front hooves
>When you choose a hoof to hold it in you give it a test swing
>At this point you don't care if it's Celestia or not
>Nop0ny...and you mean nop0ny messes with Anon...
>As you trot to the threshold of your bedroom door you freeze in your tracks
>Come on Pinkie this is stupid, you're getting all worked up over a silly dream
>There's no need to go out there and get soaked over nothing...

>A:Go out to Anon's Gravesite, you have to know now
>B:Try to get some sleep and check tomorrow, perhaps the rain will be over then
>C:Go back to sleep now and don't bother visiting Anon's grave site, you're making mountains out of mole hills.

(A was chosen)

>But you have to know, besides it'll only take a few minutes for you to get there.
>When you get there you'll see that there's nothing wrong
>Then you can go right back to sleep.
>You take a deep breathe and exhale slowly in order to try to calm your nerves
>You step out of your room and down the hall, then you descend your stairs
>You're now in the first floor of Sugarcube Corner, you spot your raincoat on a rack by the front door.
>You grab it and dress yourself, you're sure to tuck your cleaver into an inside pocket
>Last thing you need is to risk having it be seen by a p0ny
>Sure there's a rainstorm going on, but there are a few p0nies out there crazy enough to walk out in this storm.
>And you don't need to muck up your number system either
>That reminds you, you haven't drawn a number since Twilight...maybe you should rectify that tomorrow.
>With tomorrow's plans set, and with the hood of your raincoat up, you unlock the front door and head out in to the storm
>You don't bother looking around the area, after all it's not as if you'd see anything anyway
>The shadows of nearby buildings seem to tower over you when the occasional bolt of lightning illuminates your path
>The further away from Sugarcube you go, the more reluctant you are to continue
>But you press on, you can swallow your nervousness so you can have some closure
>It takes a good ten minutes of walking over wet grass, mud, and puddles of water.
>Finally you pass through the gate separating the Cemetery from the rest of P0nyville.
>You walk through various rows of graves...they put his tombstone near the center
>After all, the center seems to have the most room, and Anon's corpse is fairly large...
>Though the dark skies seem to get you turned around for a moment you manage to keep going in the right direction until....

>Pinkie: "No, this...this can't be..."
>You see it.... you finally see his tombstone.
>The larger than average piece of marble seems to completely block your view of the graves that lie behind it.
>You can clearly read out his name, the day he arrived and the day he died....
>But it's not the tombstone itself that catches your attention
>It's what's in front of it
>Your eyes widen in shock, your jaw hangs open....
>There's a deep hole in front of Anon's tombstone
>You approach it to find that...the hole is empty...he's gone...
>Someone took Anon away...casket and all...
>You slowly back away from the site....before turning around and breaking out in to a full blown gallop
>You can feel the cleaver slip out of your interior pocket but you don't care
>You've got to get away from here... this site is too much for you to bear...
>But when you calm down and get your bearings
>You will find the p0ny responsible for this...
>And you will make them regret being brought in to this world....
>That, is a Pinkie Promise you make to yourself... and nop0ny breaks a Pinkie Promise...
>While Pinkie gallops back to Sugarcube Corner, Princess Celestia, Luna, and the two guards that accompanied them, are currently setting up a table in Celestia's Study.
>Once a seemingly quiet, tranquil area filled with shelves upon shelves of books, now resembles a laboratory of sorts
>Various markings and symbols are etched in to the wood and marble around the area in the shape of an oval.
>Beakers of multiple colors of liquid sit bubbling upon metal tables.
>The table being set up is placed in the center of the markings
>Celestia walks around the room, checking each symbol, almost in a trance.
>She doesn't even look up when she gives her command
>Celestia: Place Anon on the table.
>Her guards comply, they use their magic in order to levitate Anon's corpse.
>When they set him on the table Luna speaks up
>Luna: Sister... are thou sure this is wise? What if thou harnesses the wrong soul? The last thing Equestria needs is Grogar or something similar possessing a cadaver...
>Celestia: Luna, we've been over this, it will work. Now pull that lever and open the roof.
>Luna seems hesitant, Celestia turns to face her.
>Celestia: Please pull the lever.
>Celestia points to a lever on the nearby wall.
>Judging by her tone Luna knew what might happen were she to disobey her sister's orders...
>Luna looks to the lever, then back to her sister before sighing in defeat
>She trots over and pulls the lever via magic
>As she does the panel covering the roof retracts, letting the rain come pouring in.
>The rain falls right on to Anon and the table he's been laid upon.
>As the rain pours and as lightning arcs across the sky the symbols began to glow a pale green.
>Celestia smiles as her horn begins to glow
>A small bell is brought forth from a nearby book case and levitated over to Celestia
>Celestia gives Anon's corpse a warm smile
>Celestia: Let's perform a spell...
>Celestia's horn begins to glow in a brighter tint
>As it does the lightning begns to arc across the skies in a much quicker fashion
>Soon the lightning seemed to be striking around the open roof of the area of the castle the four were standing in.
>The guards began to back away, scared of a spell they've never witnessed before
>Luna stood firm by the lever, staring at the marvel occurring before her
>The bell Celestia had in her position floats in to the air, it positions itself a few feet above Anon's body
>Then it rings once...the symbols that were giving off a faint, pale green glow began to brighten
>The once dimly lit room is bathed in a green glow
>Suddenly the light from the symbols are forcibly sucked in to the bell
>It's ringing becomes a constant event now
>As the bell begins to glow a sickly green celestia aims her glowing horn to the sky
>She fires a beam of light in to the clouds... and a single bolt of lighting comes through the roof in response
>The lightning strikes the bell but instead of the lightning's path ending there it stayed connected
>A constant stream of electricity now travels in to the bell.
>As the lightning travels in to the top of the bell its ringing becomes louder
>The ring echoes throughout the room, nearly masking the whimpers of the guards and the sounds of the storm.
>Suddenly, a single small stream of green is fired from the bottom of the bell, it hits Anon square in the chest
>The spell's impact causes Anon's corpse to jolt
>Another green stream of light is fired from the bell... then another... and another
>Soon the bell is firing the same spell at Anon's body at a rapid pace
>Anon's body jolts in response from the spell
>This continues for about a minute before an audible crack is heard
>The bells is starting to crack in multiple places
>Luna: Sister that trinket's going to shatter!
>Celestia: I know! We just need a little more time!
>The bell is starting to vibrate and the cracks are getting worse
>The bell suddenly shatters from the spell, sending bits of it at the princesses and guards
>Luckily no one was hurt, but without a focal point for the spell to be cast... the spell is done
>The storm seems to settle and the lightning dissipates.
>Luna pushes the lever back in to position and the roof closes back
>The smell of rain and burning metal permeates the air
>Celestia approaches Anon's body
>Celestia: Anonymous...?
>She reaches over and pokes him with a hoof
>There is no response
>Luna trots over to her sister
>Luna: Celestia... I told you this wouldn't work.
>Celestia turns to Luna
>Celestia: But Grogar used that infernal thing all the time! He never had a problem bringing back anything from the dead before!
>Luna shrugs
>Luna: Perhaps the bell has weakened over time, overuse may have something to do with it... besides it's not as if we know how to use it properly.
>Celestia sighs sadly before hanging her head down in defeat
>Celestia: Maybe you're right... but it was worth a sho-
>Anonmyous' fingers curling catches Celestia's attention, stopping her sentence short
>Luna: Sister?
>Celestia points to Anon's hand
>Celestia: Look!
>Luna leans in and watches as Anon curls and uncurls his fingers
>Neither say a thing as they watch Anon's hand
>Suddenly they hear Anonymous clear his throat
>He turns his head and looks at the two Princesses
"Where the hell am I, how am I here and not in Tartarus, how come my everything is fucking stiff, and why am I naked?"
>Luna and Celestia crane their necks to look up at Anon's confused gaze
"I swear to God if either of you touched my junk while I was dead I'm suing. I don't even know if that's possible but I'll do it, it's still molestation."
>One of the guards screams, the other points and shouts
>"Zombie!"
>They gallop to the door, open it, and run out screaming.
>Anonymous sighs before slowly getting in to a sitting position
>His face reveals pain, as if sitting up is a labor for him
"Well that's gonna cause a few problems isn't it?"
>Celestia sighs out of frustration
>Celestia: I'll go get those two, Luna could you help him with his body and answer his questions. It's been a few days so... rigor mortis... It should go away on its own by tomorrow but... it'd be faster if we just took care of it.
>Anonymous groans in frustration, he isn't too happy about his body's condition, but at least he's out of Tartarus.
>As Celestia turns to leave she says
>Celestia: "Luna will help you with that, now if you'll excuse me."
>Celestia walks out of the room, leaving Anon and Luna alone.
>The atmosphere becomes awkward
"So..."
>Luna: "So... we should get started."
"Please."
>The next morning arrives quicker than expected.
>You audibly groan as you sit up in your bed
>When you got home last night you were still wired over what you saw...
>So you decided to clean up your room a little bit in order to hopefully calm yourself down.
>You cut your little hoofsies a few times handling the broken glass, but you managed to take care of it all.
>What little clothes you own are folded neatly in the corner of your room
>Everything else has been scrapped and tossed outside.
>Well, all except your bed of course. That's still in one piece.
>You still have to wash out all the blood stains in your sheets though
>Speaking of blood you still need to draw a number
>You're running low on Macintosh...
>You also need to get in a shower and such considering you probably stink
>Of course you're going to have to pick up Scootaloo again because she'll probably want to draw the number
>At least its the weekend, Scootaloo won't have school today.
>And you're going to have to talk to the Mayor about what you saw last night
>You're dreading having to go out and socialize with those mean old p0nies
>But you can't just blatantly go around the rules
>If you do that p0nies get suspicious, then they get nosy, and then plans get turned upside down.
>So what are you going to do?

>A:Shower and freshen up
>B:Go straight out and to the mayor's office
>C:Act like nothing's wrong and go pick up Scootaloo from the CMC club house
>D:Clean your bed sheets and go draw a number

(A was chosen)

>You decide a shower is your best bet.
>After all you've been so distraught from Anonymous you haven't showered since his demise
>Though nop0ny would think you were grieving, after all you're good at hiding it.
>Regardless... it's time to get clean.
>You slip out of your bed and grab a folded up towel
>Then you leave your room, enter the bathroom, and get started with freshening up.
>After a shower, a brushing, and tooth brushing you're ready to start the day.
>You trot down your stairs still wearing your towel in your mane
>You flick on the lights as you go, no need to keep the store in the dark
>From the front windows you see a few p0nies talking outside
>From the direction you see one of them pointing they're probably talking about what happened at the graveyard
>That reminds you... you trot over to your coat and look in its interior pockets
>Oh Celestia you dropped your cleaver... where did you drop it?
>You hope it isn't at the graveyard... considering if someone finds it the Sugarcube Corner Gingerbread House is on the handle...
>Celestia help you if someone finds it, they'll automatically assume you dug up the body.
>A wave of nervousness washes over you
>You know it's too late to go out and get it, the remaining guards in P0nyville have probably already scanned the area for any clues
>Almost as if Celestia was cursing you, you see two Celestia Guards trotting right over to Sugarcube Corner...

>A: If the guards are coming to Sugarcube Corner sit with them and speak with them. After all you didn't dig up the body.
>B:When they arrive lead them in to the basement and kill them
>C:Make a run for it

(A was chosen)

>You take in a deep breathe and exhale slowly
>There's no need to be nervous Pinkie... you've done nothing wrong
>Well... aside from killing and eating p0nies but that's besides the point
>Twilight took the fall for that one, whatever suspicions that may have been directed towards you are gone.
>The guards see you in Sugarcube and their trotting speeds up
>When they get to your door they knock, you approach them and open it
>Before you can say anything one of them asks
>"Pinkamina Diane Pie?"
>Pinkie: "Yes?"
>"You are to accompany us to the Mayor's Office."
>Pinkie: "Am I under arrest?"
>The guard shakes his head
>"No ma'am. The reason we are here for you is because the Mayor is having an important meeting with Princess Celestia at noon, the two of them have specifically requested for you to be a part of the meeting."
>The princess is coming back to P0nyville? Sounds a little far'fetched.
>Pinkie: "And why would they need me there? I'm nop0ny important."
>The two guards look between each other nervously
>One of them leans in
>"Listen, we're not supposed to say anything out in the open, but it's about what happened in P0nyville Cemetery."
>Oh no... they found your cleaver..,
>The guards can sense your nervousness
>"Yeah we found your property but that's not why we're here."
>You narrow your eyes, more out of curiosity than anything
>What are these two getting at?
>"Just come with us and we'll explain everything."
>Pinkie: "I'm not so sure if I should..."
>"What if we promise everything will be fine?"
>You rub your hoof under your chin in deep thought
>Pinkie: "If you Pinkie Promise I'll come along."
>"Okay we Pinkie Promise."
>You facehoof
>Pinkie: "No no no you gotta recite the whole thing and do the hoof gestures."
>"What hoof gestures and what saying?"
>You groan before performing a Pinkie Promise as an example
>Pinkie: "There see?"
>The two guards look at you like you've gone crazy
>"There's no way we're doing that."
>Pinkie: "Then I'm not going anywhere."
>"You serious?"
>Pinkie: "Yup."
>The guards growl in anger
>The two of them look at you expectantly while you just sit there with a grin.
>"Really?"
>Pinkie: "Yes."
>"Fine. If you come with us nothing bad is going to happen. Cross my heart and hope to fly stick a cupcake in my OW CELESTIA DAMN IT!... Eye."
>The guard is dumb enough to jab his own eye with a hoof is now rubbing it gingerly.
>You giggle at his idiocy
>The second guard is able to perform a Pinkie Promise without issue
>Pinkie: "Okay close enough, let's go."
>You follow the two in the direction of the Mayor's Office.
>Along the way you can hear p0nies whisper among themselves
>You can hear them talking about the graveyard
>A few cast a few glances your way, some disgusted others confused
>Do some of the p0nies actually think you're the one who dug up Anon?!
>You can feel rage billowing inside of you as more p0nies start to turn your way
>Despite all the staring, despite all the whispers you manage to keep a straight face
>Finally the building comes in to view, you find four guards standing at attention by the doors.
>The two guards you've walked with lead you through the front door
>When it shuts behind you, you hear the Mayor's voice
>MM: "Have you brought her?"
>"Yes Miss Mayor."
>MM: "Good, you're dismissed."
>The two guards nod before trotting back out the front door
>You look around the room.
>Various pictures of Mayors since past grace the walls in various frames
>Mayor Mare herself sits at a long rectangular mahogany table
>Four chairs sit around it
>You find The Mayor sitting at the head of the table.
>MM: "Please, take a seat."
>You take a deep breath to calm your nerves before making your way over to where the Mayor pointed out.
>When you sit you lean in and place your front hooves upon the table.
>MM: "Let me ask you a question Pinkie."
>You scan her, due to her neutral expression and flat tone it's hard to comprehend just how she's looking upon you.
>Is she angry with you, is she disgusted, does she think like the other townsp0nies think?
>Pinkie: "Go right ahead Mayor Mare."
>MM: "Pinkie... Where you intending on digging up Anon's corpse last night?"
>Looks like the Mayor isn't pulling any punches for your sake.
>You speak in a cool, collected tone
>Pinkie: "No Mayor, not at all."
>MM: "Then please tell me why your cleaver was found by Grave Keeper Diggers."
>You wonder if the truth would sound too far fetched to be believed
>Well, the Mayor can take it however she wishes, you could probably take her if she doesn't believe you and calls in the guards.
>You'd rather not blow your little operation sky high though...
>Well... here goes nothing....
>Pinkie: I had a bad dream... and I had to check up on his grave site... I had a dream where Princess Celestia dug up his corpse.
>The Mayor is silent for a moment, maybe she's taking your reason seriously
>MM: "While I'll overlook the fact you had a weapon on you I'll tell you that your dream was in fact reality... that's quite a coincidence."
>Your jaw drops in disbelief, your eyes widen in shock
>Pinkie: "Wha... what?"
>There's just no way the Princess would do such a thing!
>It had to be grave robbers... or somep0ny with a sick fetish
>But nop0ny has ever dug up a grave before
>Maybe... maybe the Princess told Diggers to go home or something...
>After all you're friends with everyp0ny in P0nyille, if Grave Keeper knew what was going on or if he was allowed to tell the populace he'd have came to you without a moment's hesitation.
>Time of night has no meaning here, this is quite a huge event.
>He's a good friend when he isn't on the cider...
>So if Diggers didn't come to you and tell you then somep0ny big had to have something to do with digging up Anon.
>MM: "Why the Princess dug up Anonymous' grave I do not know. But she took his body last night and she's on her way here... when she arrives you can ask her why she did such a thing."
>Oh you'll ask Celestia a few questions alright
>Preferably with a knife at her throat...
>When the doors to Town Hall open you and Mayor Mare turn to see...
>Princess Celestia, she's accompanied by two unicorn guards
>And those two guards are levitating a large box of some sort via magic
>That's weird it's just big enough to fit... Anon...
>It can't be... no if that's really him...
>Why would she bring him here?!
>Does she think Anon's nothing more than a trophy or some piece of luggage?!
>You manage to keep yourself from leaping out of your seat and galloping right to Celestia
>You do so by gritting your teeth and tapping one of your hind hooves on the hardwood floor.
>What you can't manage to keep under control is this look of abject fury you have while you glare at Celestia.
>The Princess seems to ignore your look as she trots right past you and to the chair opposite to you.
>She takes a seat and her unicorn guards levitate the box over to her left side.
>With their work done the two guards take their leave and stand outside with the rest of the guard, not before closing the door of course.
>The three of you sit in momentary silence
>The only sound that seems to be present is the breathing of the three of you
>And of course your hoof
>Celestia: "Before we begin... I would like to say that I'm sorry for whatever stress I've caused either of you... something like this is unheard of."
>The Mayor bows her head in greeting before speaking
>MM: "It's fine Your Highness, you did what you felt needed to be done. So where did you move Anonymous if you don't mind me asking."
>Celestia opens her mouth to speak but you speak for her
>Pinkie: "She didn't move him anywhere, he's in the box."
>Celestia doesn't seem to mind being interrupted, in fact she smiles and nods.
>PC: "You're correct my little p0ny. I wanted to give the two of you a little surprise... consider it reparations for the unspeakable things my student did to your town."
>Celestia's horn begins to glow with a blinding light
>The side of the box facing the table is suddenly pulled off revealing...
>Anonymous... he's nothing like you remember him...
>His skin has become a sickly pale color... you can see the veins under his skin
>His once kept, clean hair has become ragged
>And he's no longer in his suit... Rarity would be furious
>But not as furious as you
>You tried your hardest to keep a level head
>But seeing the one p0- person you've had such strong feelings for like this you can't
>You leap from your chair and onto the table
>You stomp over to Celestia, your teeth bared
>You scream out in anger
>Pinkie: "How dare you do this to Anon! What kind of sick bucking whorse are you!"
>Celestia doesn't react to you, but she does look upon you... out of pity.
>You're no longer responsible for your actions
>Celestia has done something unforgivable
>It seems like you won't have to have a number drawing today
>Princess Celestia has done more than enough to become a 'lucky winner'
>When you're no more than two feet from the Princess you stand upon your hind hooves.
>You cock a front hoof back as if to swing
"Pinkie..."
>Your body freezes in place, your hoof once primed and ready to swing now hangs limply at your side
>You slowly turn to face the open box
>Pinkie: "A... Anon?"
>You watch as Anon reaches out and grabs hold of the ledge of the box.
>He pulls himself out of the box, his movements are stiff and Anon's face is twisted in agony
>He collapses upon the table, his upper half lies upon the top while his lower half is bent awkwardly
>You see the hole in his back that leads to the one to his chest
>When you lean over you can see the table from within his wound...
"Okay Celestia, what the hell you told me I'd be fine by tomorrow. Why do I still have a gaping hole in my chest and why does it feel like someone's dragging nails along my bones every time I move?"
>His entire body seems to shake with each shallow breath

>A: Help Anon in any way you can
>B:Stand there in silence
>C:Leave Town Hall
>D:Assault Celestia

(A was chosen)

>What in Tartarus are you doing standing there like an idiot?!
>With your rage for Celestia and urge to cause her bodily harm gone you hurry over to Anon's side
>Pinkie: "Anon!"
>You don't know what you can do to help
>You're afraid to touch him, if you do you might cause him more harm
>If you do nothing then he'll still be in agony
>You reach out your hooves to grab him but pull away at the last moment.
>You whimper, your indecision is driving you crazy
>Anonymous is here... he's alive... and he's in pain...
>You couldn't help him back in his home and you don't know if you can help him now.
>You look to the Princess for help, your vision becomes blurry as tears start to form.
>You feel pressure upon your heart
>Seeing Anon like this and being able to do nothing it hurts..
>Celestia thankfully has ignored your outburst
>Celestia: Do you wish to help him?
>You nod.
"Celestia please answer my question."
>Celestia: Pinkie, if you wish to help Anon... you'll need to care for him. His body is... well... it's becoming whole in a very slow and agonizing process.
>You hang upon every word the Princess says.
>Celestia: He'll make a full recovery but that will take time. As far as I know there's no way to numb the pain aside from sleep... and I don't even know if it's safe for him to eat anything...
"Well... I guess that FUCK answers that."
>Anon tries to stand, but when his back made an audible snap he gave up on that prospect.
>Celestia: Right now we need to help him get back into the box... if you wish we can deliver him to your home. I'm sure you're capable of keeping Anonymous comfortable?
>She's right... you'd do anything to make sure Anon's recovery would be as painless as possible
>You would go to Cloudsdale yourself and come back make with a cloud bed if need be
>You'd even threaten Colgate or some other unicorn in order to give Anon a cloudwalking spell so he could use it
>You would make Anon only the sweetest of treats
>But is putting him into your care the best course of action?
>You have a tendency to be very busy even with Scootaloo assisting you
>If Anonymous needs something you might not be able to provide for him
>Are you willing to potentially put Anonymous into that kind of situation?
>Are you willing to put this kind of responsibility on your withers?

>A:Take him in and help him yourself
>B:Have Celestia bring him to a hospital
>C:Ask Celestia if he can stay in Canterlot for the time being

(A was chosen)

>Yes, you are.
>Pinkie: I am Princess. Nop0ny here can take better care of him than me.
>Celestia smiles
>Celestia: I'm glad to hear it. Now... let's get him set up.
>Anonymous yelps when Celestia uses her magic to help put him into the box.
>Celestia: Sorry about that Anon. Pinkie's going to be bringing you to Sugarcube Corner and we need to make this little transition as easy for her as possible. It'd look bad if the townsp0nies saw Pinkie dragging you around.
"You've got a good point... put please warn me next time you're about to move me okay?"
>Celestia: Will do my little human... will do. Oh and Pinkie?
>Celestia turns to you
>Pinkie: Yes Princess?
>Celestia: It'll take the residents of P0nyville some time to get accustomed to having Anon living among them again. So please don't go announcing his return until after he's finished his recovery okay... if you tell anyp0ny and if they see him during his recovery they'll think you're taking care of a corpse...
>Neither you nor Anon like the sound of that
>Anonymous turns his head to look at you
"I think we should listen to the Princess but that's just me."
>You nod in response.
>When Celestia places the top of the box back in its rightful place via magic. Celestia uses her magic to lie the box down upon its back.
>Thankfully that doesn't hurt Anonymous... or at least you don't think it does.
>You didn't hear him say anything or yell.
>When the box is lying flat upon the ground Celestia levitates it to her eye level.
>It appears as though she's going to help you deliver him.
>Well that certainly makes things easier on you.
>With your little meeting over the Mayor sees the two of you out.
>It's unfortunate she kept quiet during your little 'meeting' but then again it's not as if she has a say in the matter.
>As the two of you step outside you notice that a crowd has gathered around town hall.
>It's to be expected, after all no one here gets to see the Princess every day.
>As you, Celestia, and her entourage of guards make their way in the direction of Sugarcube Corner the crowd parts for you.
>You don't give a single p0ny in the crowd a second glance that is until Rarity and Applejack decide to push their way through the crowd.
>AJ: Howdy Princess... Pinkie Pie... what ya'll got in the box there?
>Rar: I must say I'm quite curious as to what you have in there as well...
>Rarity leans in and whispers
>Rar: Pinkie... that thing looks large enough to carry a certain someone... please tell me that... that Anonymous isn't in that horrid thing.

>A:Truth
>B:Lie
>C:Angrily push them away
>D:Ignore

(A was chosen)

>Is this really a good idea...?
>It doesn't seem like one considering you know how the two of them can be
>But for some reason you still have trust placed with them even though they're nothing more than numbers to you now
>You motion for the two of them to lean in close
>You whisper
>Pinkie: Rarity... you're right... it's Anon.
>Rarity looks like she's about to shout out in disgust, you quickly place a hoof over her mouth
>Pinkie: Listen, he isn't dead... or well... he is. It's a little hard to explain... but Celestia managed to bring him back. He's in a lot of pain right now but he'll be back to normal... eventually.
>You hesitate to move your hoof away from Rarity's maw... unfortunately you should have done the same to Applejack.
>Applejack has no idea what subtlety means it seems...
>She trots right up to the Princess and cuts off her path of travel
>AJ: "If what yer sayins true then that means the Princess can bring back mah brother right?!"
>You forgot just how distressed Applejack has become...
>She pretty much just shouts out her question
>This catches the attention of the surrounding p0nies
>"What is she talking about?"
>"Wait is the human in that box?"
>Applejack turns to the crowd
>AJ: "Eeyup he's in there alright! Princess Celestia has em right in here! Pinkie here said she brought em back ta life!"
>"WHAT?!"
>"You're kidding!"
>"Bring back Fluttershy and the others!"
>"Bring Lyra back to me please!"
>The crowd of p0nies are growing restless...
>Celestia shoots you an angry glare and you just smile sheepishly.
>"You can't just bring back that monkey without bringing back the other p0nies that's just selfish!"
>Quite a few p0nies shout in agreement and draw closer
>"Princess please don't hold out on us! We've lost p0nies to that freak of a student too!"
>"YEAH!"
>The guards are having to surround the four of you in order to keep the mob from getting too close.
>You look between the two mares you once considered friends
>Pinkie: How could you?! I thought the two of you would just keep it to yourselves!
>Rarity: How can we?! If Princess Celestia can raise the dead then why keep it a secret! It's a miracle and that's something that shouldn't be hoarded!
>Celestia is trying desperately to diffuse the situation
>Celestia: Everyp0ny please keep calm, I can't do this for you. I could only do this for Anonymous because his body was intact! None of the other p0nies have been found!
>You half expected her to lie and denounce Rarity's and Applejack's accusations... but she wouldn't lie to her subjects if given the chance.
>It's one of those qualities that's stopping you from putting her name back in the drawing
>But right now you hope you get either the country p0ny or the fashionista tonight,,,
>"LIAR!"
>"Bring back everyp0ny now!"
>"My grandpa is still in the graveyard you can help him too!"
>"Bring my Mommy back!"
>Oh Celestia what have you done?!
>Guard: Princess, Pinkie, I suggest the two of you make a run for it

>A:Listen to the guard and make a run for Sugarcube Corner
>B:Stay with Celestia and try to get Anon to Sugarcube Corner

(A was chosen)

>Pinkie: I'm not going anywhere without Anon.
>Things seem bleak... with only a dozen guards they have no hope of fighting off a mob.
>But despite the odds they're quick to act
>The six unicorn guards present create a shield around your group
>Two of the four pegasus p0nies push Applejack and Rarity out of the shield.
>When that happens the bucks start coming
>The p0nies closes to the shield turn around and start kicking at the shield.
>Unicorns near the back are firing orbs
>Just how... how far have these p0nies fallen?
>Have your actions really caused such an impact on this town...?
>Once honest p0nies have been worked into a frenzy
>Their paranoia, their longing for their loved ones, and their anger is culminating right before your eyes
>Pegasi are ramming themselves into the barrier
>Despite the actions occurring around them the guards are able to press forward
>After a good fifteen minutes of trotting through the mob the gingerbread building comes into view.
>Finally... Celestia leans in and says to you
>PC: "When we get inside your shop I'm going to disperse the crowd. Just get inside and lock the door behind you."
>You nod
>When you reach your door you unlock it, then the pegasi in the group help carry Anon's box in
>When you and the pegasi are in your building you close your door and lock it.
>With that taken care of you watch from the ground floor window as Princess Celestia turns to face the townsp0nies.
>Celestia's horn begins to glow, then she lowers her head so her horn is facing the mob
>The unicorn guards let the shield down momentarily for Celestia to cast her spell
>And what a spell it was...
>The light upon Celestia's horn expands in a thin horizontal wave that expands at an alarming rate
>P0nies that come into contact with it are thrown back violently
>The pegasi in the air end up flying into the roofs of various buildings
>Earth p0nies and unicorns alike end up being slammed into house walls
>Whatever Unicorns that were smart enough to create a barrier of their own were surprised to see them shatter like glass
>Celestia isn't playing around...when Celestia addresses the masses you have to cover your ears. The vibrations from her royal canterlot voice resound throughout your very being.
>PC: I cannot believe any of you! How dare you DEMAND for me to bring back everyp0ny! What audacity! Do you think I do not share your pain, I care for all of my subjects dearly! Were I able to I'd bring back everyp0ny affected by this horrible tragedy but unfortunately I cannot... and do any of you think they would approve of this?! Attacking your ruler with such reckless abandon! You should be ashamed, I know they would... now go home.
>With that being said Celestia turns her back on the mob, as do her guards
>You go and unlock your door so Celestia and the others can enter
>When you lock the door behind them you can hear Celestia sob quietly.
>She weeps for her subjects.
>You watch from your window as the p0nies pick themselves up and trot away from your shop.
>Despite Celestia saying what she said and doing what she did you know you're not safe.
>Without Celestia what's stopping them from breaking into your shop?
>What if they want you to experience what they're experiencing
>What if they hurt Anon... you can't stand the thought of losing him again...
>Maybe he should stay in Canterlot, he'd be safer there than here.
>But you made your choice and you're going to stick with it.
>The sound of Anonymous growling in pain catches your attention
>You watch as he pulls himself out of the box, he visibly strains to get to his feet
>When he does though he manages to keep himself standing
>The wound in his chest seems smaller than it was back at Town Hall
>It may have closed an inch at most but at least it's progress...
>You watch as he stumbles over to a nearby wall in order to keep himself standing
>He puts his weight upon it so that way he stays on his feet
>Then he turns his gaze to the crying Princess
"Celestia... you're not a God and you know you can't help everyone. In time they'll learn that there are things you simply can't do... You're a great ruler Celestia... please don't cry over something that's out of your control I don't think my poor heart can't take it."
>Celestia looks to Anon with tears in her eyes
"Get it? My heart isn't beating? Weak heart...?"
>Celestia shakes her head before giggling at Anon's terrible joke
>PC: Anonymous that... that was in terrible taste.
Anonymous smiles weakly
"Yeah but it made you laugh all the same."
>Celestia wipes her tears away.
"I'm sure the others here feel the same way as I do... minus the being dead part of course."
>Celestia turns to face her guards, each nodding as she passes her gaze over them.
>PC: "Thank you... for understanding... all of you."
>You feel a great weight in your stomach and your heart wrenches inside of your chest
>You can't bare to look anyp0ny in the eye so you stare at the floor
>Those p0nies, the ones you used to call your friends
>The situation you're in right now
>Anonymous' death...
>Celestia's guilt and sorrow...
>All of this has been brought into existence by your actions...
>Because you felt yourself slip because nop0ny wanted to come to Gummy's After Party Party.
>It woke up something within you... something that takes joy in cleaving flesh from bone
>You feel happy when you slowly take the life of a p0ny
>Their screams, their pleading, the tears... and all that blood
>You shake... your body has the urge to create that scenario for another victim yet again
>You feel sick... physically sick....
>For once since you've started making 'cupcakes' you're disgusted with yourself
>For once... you feel... guilty...
>Four hours pass after that incident and now you're in your room tucking Anonymous into your bed.
>Fortunately you were smart enough to finishing cleaning up before bringing anyp0ny in.
>Those bloody sheets of yours would have been your undoing.
>You put those into your closet for safe keeping, it's not as if anyone is going to be snooping in your room.
>Celestia departed for Canterlot alone, she left her guards here to reinforce the guards in town.
>If the p0nies around here are restless then more guards will be needed
>Unfortunately that means you won't be able to get a new p0ny for a while
>Unless you're careful about it and plan it out.
>But enough about that, let's get those covers over Anonymous' body
>When they get to his neck you lean in and give him a quick peck on the cheek
>Cold to the touch... so he really is dead...ish.
>Anonymous can read your reactions perfectly
"Weird I know I understand. I'll stop being a corpse eventually."
>He gives you a confident grin, too bad you can't return it
>Celestia informed you that Anonymous will need to rest
>But up until yesterday he was dead... gone from your life
>In a way you're afraid to leave him alone...

>A:Make Lunch
>B:Go pick up Scootaloo from Sweet Apple Acres
>C:Stay with Anon
>D:Draw a number

(C was chosen)

>You decide to stay with Anonymous for a little while longer
>Besides you have a few questions you'd like to ask him anyway
>Where should you start?

>A:"What was it like being dead?"
>B:"How long do you think it'll take for you to recover?"
>C:"What were you going to do that night when you had the knife?"
>D:"Would you like something to eat?"
>E:"What's it like being a corpse?"

(A was chosen)

>Should you ask Anon such a thing?
>Would it be too much to ask?
>You hope he can understand that your curiosity must be sated.
>Pinkie: "Anon?"
>He strains to turn his head to you
Anon: Yes Pinkie?
>Pinkie: "What was it like... being dead?"
>Anonymous sighs before looking to the ceiling.
Anon: Well... as I was dying I felt like everything was on fire, my skin burned, my eyes burned, my tongue, my organs... everything... I wanted to cry I wanted to scream but Twilight's shot kept me from doing so. All I could do was lie there and accept it.
>Pinkie: "That... that sounds horrible."
>He nods in agreement
Anon: After I finally lost consciousness everything was black, pitch black. The burning went away only to be replaced with a numbing cold. And there I was in the endless void of death, freezing. I called out to only have my voice's echo answer me. I was truly alone.
>You sit upon your bed next to Anon, intent on hearing the end of this.
Anon: I was well on my way to losing it. I kept calling out only to have silence be my answer. It felt like I was in that abyss for months Pinkie... I started acting in a way that I'm not too proud of... but thankfully there was a light at the end of it all, literally. Bright light came out of the abyss and swallowed me whole. It was so bright, so warm... I couldn't see but I knew my horrors were at an end.
>Pinkie: "What happened after that?"
Anon: When I was able to see again I found myself in an endless field of flowers.
Anon: Daisies, petunias, lavender, roses, you name it. A culmination of scents invaded my senses and colors invaded by view. It was overpowering yet at the same time pleasant... the sun shined brightly in a clear blue sky. But unlike Equestria's sun this one was comfortable. I didn't feel burned nor was I blinded by its light. I guess you could say I felt embraced by it rather than irritated by it.
>Pinkie: "Go on..."
Anon: When I got a good look I was greeted by an Alicorn... but this one wasn't like Luna or Celestia. She was something else, it was like I was in the presence of the spirit of that plane of existence. It was overwhelming, I was intimidated, but when she spoke any feeling of fear melted away... she introduced herself as the Guardian of Elysium.
>Pinkie: "So there really is an afterlife huh? Something other than Tartarus."
>Anonymous nods
Anon: Indeed there is... she informed me that the abyss that I was in before was a sort of punishment for the way I behaved back on Earth. Honestly... I've done things I'm not proud of back home... after that she led me to an area that housed the creatures of Equestria that have long since passed... I saw all our old friends Pinkie.
>Now this bit of information caused your blood to freeze in your veins and the color to drain from your face.
>Yet despite this you're able to keep a neutral expression about the whole thing
>Maybe they didn't tell him about how they died...
>Or maybe he didn't speak with them at all.
>Pinkie: "Did you get to talk to anyp0ny?"
>He nods
Anon: I did... and I have a message...
>Pinkie: From who?
Anon: Rainbow Dash... your first victim.
>You gulp... he knows... if he talked to her he knows all about you now
>About the numbers, about your victims, and about Scootaloo
>A feeling of hopelessness starts to wash over you
>You feel your world start to crumble around you
>Here you are, finally reunited with the human you've grown so fond of
>And the cruel irony is that he knows you're a monster...
>There's nothing you can do about it either... you can't change what's happened...
>Everything... it's all over.
>Unless you draw his number of course...
>But you could never bring yourself to do it, to have Anon suffer the same fate yet again
>You could never forgive yourself... and even if you went through with it what then?
>The p0nies that didn't know would find out about you... they saw you bring Anon into your home.
Anon: She told me everything Pinkie, about how you kept her bound to a table in your basement... about the torture you put her through. She described a good deal. About how frightened she was, about how much pain she was in... and...
>Your voice shakes
>Pinkie: "And... and what Anon?"
Anon: and about the pity she felt for you.
>Pinkie: "Pity..?"
>Anonymous nods
Anon: To see one of her best friends fall so low... to be so willing to hurt those she was close to... she said that hurt her more than the knife you used to gut her with.
>Anon's eyes twist into anger, his gaze seems to pierce through your very being
>You shift back and away from him, unwilling to sit as close as you were before
>And unwilling to meet his gaze
Anon: And not just her Pinkie. Everyone... Fluttershy, Lyra, Rose, Colgate, Big Mac, they told me about their experiences in your basement. You lied about your eye that day Pinkie...
>You're silent, you can't respond to him... how could you respond?
Anon: Yet despite what they told me, despite what you put them through... they all told me the same thing.
>Pinkie: "What.. what did they say? What did they tell you?!"
>Anonymous' answer will be one you'll remember for the rest of your days...
Anon: They said they forgive you.
>Anon's words echo in your mind
>The more you repeat his words the harder it is to stay in the room.
>You back away from Anon, slowly at first, then when you get to the door it's as if you couldn't get away fast enough.
>You race down the stairs and into your kitchen
>When you slam the doors behind you.
>You slump to the floor and catch your breath.
>Hearing that was too much for you
>Because of Anon your mind's in a whirl
>Maybe it was best he stay gone... because of his return things have become much more complicated
>He said they forgave you, but is it really that simple...?
>When you inevitably pass will you be faced with the same punishments as Anon had?
>Will they be worse
>Is this a sign for you to change your ways and start over?
>Does that even matter in the end?
>You curl into a little ball on your linoleum floor
>Does Celestia know?
>Thoughts and possibilities play in your mind for the next hour
>But to you it's as if it's only been a few minutes.
>You need to get out of here, you have to do something other than just sit here and think
>Your thoughts are scaring you to death

>A:Go and find Scootaloo
>B:Walk around town
>C:Make something to eat
>D:Go back and sit with Anon

(D was chosen)

>You have no idea what possesses you to do this, but you get to your hooves.
>There are more questions you'd love to ask
>More mysteries of life beyond death that need to be solved
>But you're exhausted, and Anon is sleeping in the only bed in Sugarcube Corner
>You dread going back up there and seeing him...
>He knew everything, about how you are
>About what you've done
>You can't stand it, the thought of him thinking about you like a cold blooded murderer
>He'll look down on you, seeing you as something less than a pony
>You never wanted him to find out
>Your tears blur your vision
>It isn't fair, why did he have to be taken away from you, only to be brought back like this?
>As you're trotting up the stairs you stop midway
>He probably doesn't like you anymore
>And you know he's digusted with you
>The methods you used... they were unspeakable.
>You know he was close to some of the ponies you murdered
>You wouldn't be surprised if Anon hated you
>Being with a pony like you, not having a choice in the matter
>He probably wiped away that little kiss you gave him too
>Whatever hope you had for a good mood is gone
>With your head hanging low you trot to your door and open it slowly.
>Your door creaks on its hinges as you open it to find that Anon hasn't moved from his spot
>When he looks at you, you notice his gaze isn't one of anger, or of disgust, but it bores into you all the same.
>You can only imagine what he must be thinking right now.
Anon: What's up...
>His voice doesn't sound cold... but he could be holding back
>Pinkie: I'm tired... after all of this... I need to get some more sleep.
>Your voice is a bit choked up from the crying and Anon notices
Anon: Are you okay...?
>He sounds genuinely concerned...
>You shake your head
Anon: Do you want to talk about it?
>You shake your head again
Anon: Fair enough. I'm pretty sure I know what's wrong anyway.
>You trot over to the edge of your bed but hesitate to get in it.
Anon: Need me to move over?
>You shake your head before looking to your pillows, you're trying not to make eye contact.
>Pinkie: Do you hate me-
>You throw your hooves over your mouth
>You're a little late though, it's out there.
>You look to Anon with tear filled eyes
>He opens his mouth to speak
>Here it comes
>He's going to tell you he's disgusted with you
>He'll tell you that he does hate you
>He's going to try to leave
>He-
Anon: Pinkie... I honestly think I can't hate you.
>Doesn't hate you?
>You wipe away the tears that are running down your cheeks
>Pinkie: Huh?
Anon: I hate what you've done... I hate what you've become... and I hate that you did this behind my back with no remorse and with Scootaloo helping all the while... but I don't hate you.
>Pinkie: Why? I'm a terrible pony... I've hurt so many of my friends I've torn apart families, I've lied to you, I've lied to my parents, I brought a filly into this, I caused Twilight to lose her mind, I got you...
>Your sobbing cut you off. You give yourself a minute to calm down or at least try to
>But you can't. You keep talking through your sobs
>Pinkie: I got you killed and... and you suffered in death... all because of me! How can you say you don't... h...h... hate me?!
Anon: Because you're the only one who was friendly while the others were afraid. You went out of your way to pay me a visit every day... you showed the others that I wasn't something to be feared... you gave me a job so I could at least be useful to somep0ny... Pinkie it's because of you I'm able to call Equestria my home.
>You take a seat at the foot of you bed and give Anon your full attention.
Anon: I owe my house, the friends I made, and my life I'm living here to you... When you started turning into... this...
>He struggles to point to you.
Anon: It hurt Pinkie, it really did. When the others started avoiding you I just couldn't do that... you needed a friend. That's why I stayed. I wanted to show you that same kindness, that same joy, and understanding you gave me. I couldn't let you slip away... I didn't want that anger and loneliness you felt turn you into a monster. But when I thought I was doing a good job... it turns out I failed. I couldn't stop you from turning into what you are and I couldn't save our friends from you... I tried my best but there was nothing I could do.
>Pinkie: You can't blame yourself for my actions... I was just so angry at everyp0ny for something stupid... I let it get the best of me. But... knowing all of this how can you stand to stay here with me?
Anon: Because I know that even though you've done so many horrible things... the part of you that I came to love is still there.
>You shake your head sadly before wiping your eyes
>Pinkie: No Anon. That part of me is gone. The happy, bubbly, friendly Pinkie Pie is dead...
Anon: That's a lie.
>Pinkie: What makes you say that?
Anon: You hate what you've turned into, you regret everything you've done, and you feel guilty for hurting the others.
>Pinkie:How can you be sure?
>He struggles to sit up. When he does he leans in and wipes away a stray tear.
Anon: Because Pinkie, if that wasn't true would you be crying right now?
>His cold touch sends a shiver down your spine but you don't pull away.
Anon: I can't undo what's been done... but I can help prove to you that you're not what you think you are... and hopefully we can have that part of you you've tried to hide away for so long come out again.
>Pinkie: Why would you put forth such an effort again... am I really worth it?
Anon: Yes. Pinkie, when my body stops being so useless I promise I'll stop at nothing to help bring you back to your old self... I'll help make you smile again, for real this time.
>Pinkie: Do you Pinkie Promise?
Anon: Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.
>Hearing that little jingle you made up come from him causes you to grin
>And for once, it's genuine.
>He's said everything that you feel needs to be said.
>He said your friends forgave you for what you've done, he hold no anger towards you... and when your time comes you'll face the punishment you rightfully deserve. But before you do you're going to try your best to put a smile back on everyp0ny's faces... you're going to make things right.
>With your exhaustion taking it's toll you crawl over to Anon.
>He wraps his arms around you and pulls you under the covers with him
>His body may be cold now but your body heat warms him up in no time
>As your eyes start to drift closed thoughts of a possible party plays through your mind.
>Your hair starts to regain it's familiar curl.

>THE END.

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Epilogue

>After that moment in your room things started to look up.
>You helped Anon when he needed it, you were there for him when he couldn't help himself.
>But as each day went by Anon started getting better
>His movements became less stiff, his color started coming back
>The hole in his chest started closing
>Within a month he was back to his old self again
>Perhaps it was the joy you drowned him in
>Or maybe it was the care you showed for him
>Either way, you couldn't be happier
>The time came where you had to reintroduce him back to the ponies of P0nyville
>It was just like when he first arrived, ponies were angry, the ones that weren't angry feared him, thinking he was a spectre or a zombie or the like.
>Getting the ponies used to Anon again took time... but eventually everyp0ny came to realize that their anger was ill placed...
>The ponies started to accept Anon back into their society and after a few months it was as if nothing had changed.
>You still felt horrible for the things you've done, but with Anon by your side those feeling didn't control you.
>For years to come you brought joy to those around you with the help of your special somep0ny.
>The horrid atmosphere surrounding P0nyville finally gave way to the friendly one it used to embrace....
>As the years wore on you couldn't help but realize that Celestia's magic didn't make Anon immortal
>His internal clock started right back to ticking when his heart started beating again...
>Decades went by and the two of you kept growing older.
>Throwing parties became harder, friendly gestures started tiring you out much easier than before
>And still the years wore on...
>You were right to think that your time would come before Anon's...
>You were scared, those thoughts you thought you buried resurfaced...
>But he was there to comfort you and you couldn't have been happier...
>As was Scootaloo... were it not for her, many of your attempts at bringing joy to others would have gone to waste
>You were glad she didn't stay to the ways you taught her.
>And you were overjoyed when her cutie mark became a representation of her scooter rather than what you had her do...
>Your two friends that stuck by you through thick and thin... and the two that were with you when you passed.
>When you eyes began to shut for the final time you were sure to thank Scootaloo for being there for you... through your best times and through your worst...
>You thanked Anon for keeping his promise to you... and you told him you loved him
>Then you told him, he was right
>The part of you, the one that wanted to bring joy to those near and far... never left.
>And when you stared into the dark abyss that came... you weren't afraid.
>You knew what laid beyond it...
>The friends, whose lives you so selfishly ended
>The family you tried so hard to shun from your life
>The friends you managed to make during your long life
>And eventually Anon and Scootaloo when their times came...
>You embraced the darkness and it embraced you...
>When the light came to you... you have to say
>The field of flowers Anon told you about... they were truly beautiful...