Anon Vs. Adoption 2

part 2

>Be Anon
>Be waking up
>You yawn and put your hand to your mouth to quiet yourself
>You don't have hands anymore, you have hooves. And they control slightly differently to say the least
>You punched yourself in the mouth
“Motherfucker!”
>Maybe going back to sleep is a good idea
>You lie back down
>”Why'd you hit yourself?”
>Apparently somebody had entered the bedroom
>You look over towards the voice and by the open door is a light green filly with a tennis ball and racket mark about your current age looking at you
“I get sad sometimes”
>”Oh, I get sad sometimes too but I don't do that”
“Well it's what your supposed to do, what are you doing in here?”
>”Uhhh......”
>The filly stares into space in concentration
>You get out of bed and stand in front of her
>She doesn't seem to have noticed you
>You wait for a few moments, get impatient and cough into you hoof
“Ahem”
>”Oh yeah! I was supposed to show you to miss Summers room! Follow me!”
>She runs out of the room
>This filly
>You follow after her as best you can
>You barely manage to keep up with her until she runs face-first into a door
>You check to see if she broke her neck or something, but she seems fine
>maybe not so fine, she's slamming her head against the door repeatedly
“What the hell are you doing?”
>”I'm knocking silly!”
“Shouldn't you use like... Your hoof or something?”
>”This is faster!” she says, still slamming her head against the door
>Before you can respond to her you hear a voice through the door
>”Is that you Quick Serve? I told me you didn't need to knock, just let yourself in. Is Anonymous out there with you?”
>The Filly, assumedly named Quick Serve looks over at you
>”Yeah she's here”
>”Come inside Anon, Quick you can go back to playing now
>”Okay, bye Anonymous! Seeya around!”
>That filly's natural volume seems to be , in layman's terms, really fucking loud
>Glad to see her gone, you enter into Summer's office
>It was a mess of bright bold colors, but pretty spartan. Except for a painting everything in her room looked like it served some purpose
>”Go ahead and take a seat, I have some questions for you and I need them answered honestly”
>Like she would ever believe that, ha
“Okay”
>You take a seat on the filly sized chair
“Ask away”
>”Your name?”
“Anonymous”
>”No last name?”
“Nope”
>”Any family?”
>Not that you would ever see again
“No”
>”Where are you from?”
>Shit! Uh think of some stupid pony sounding town
>Unfortunately you  are pretty bad at coming up with puns on the spot
“Uh... Pony....ville?”
>”Oh, I hear that place is very... quaint”
>Wait that was an actual place here?
>You barely suppress a laugh
>”Why are you in Manehatten then?”
“I wanted to see the big city”
>”All by yourself?”
“How else?”
>Summer continues to ask you personal questions and you make up all bullshit answers because this is pointless and dumb and you were only here for food and shelter temporarily
>Summer doesn't seem to notice
>”Okay Anon that's the last of my questions, is there anything else I should know
“I am a 23 year old human male that was transformed into a filly by a winged unicorn named Twilight
>Summer looks at you blankly
>Then laughs
“Ha! The princess of friendship doing something like that? A fillies imagination is such an interesting thing. So I take it you don't have anything else to say about yourself?”
>It was worth a shot
“Yeah, I got nothing else to add”
>”Well now that that's all sorted out, we just need a quick physical and we'll introduce you to the other filly's”
>Summer leads you the infirmary
>The nurse on call seemed to be absent
>”Hey Kind!  Anon is back for her physical!”
>Kind Heart, still out of sight responds
>”I'll be right there!”
>Kind Heart comes out of one of the patient rooms
>”Alright Anon, lets get a look at you”
>She leads you into the room she just came out of
>Hey Summer yo can wait out here, these rooms are kinda small
>Summer nods and doesn't follow you in
>Closing the door, Kind turns around and smiles at you
>”First lets see how your cuts are doing and change your bandages
>She magics away the bandages and looks surprised
>”Wow, those healed really quick. Is that part of your special talent?
>You look at your question mark mark
“I don't know”
>”Well I guess that's just earth ponies for you”
>You have no idea what she means
“yep”
>”Well now that that's all sorted, I can go ahead and begin”
>Kind proceeds to check your temperature
>”100 degrees, perfectly normal”
>Huh, who knew?
>Weight
>”51 pounds, a bit light, but I'm sure a few more good meals would do you good”
>heartbeat
>”36 hbpm, perfect score”
>blood pressure
>”Another healthy reading at 80 mmHg”
>The more you know!
>”Seems to be so far so good, now lets check your mouth. Open up and say ahh”
“ahhh”
>Kind giggles”Somepony forgot to brush this morning, but besides that your mouth and teeth look fine, although you'll still need to visit the dentist for a check-up”
>”Now onto your ears”
>The doctor pone takes a some sort of device to look at your ears
>”A perfect set of adorable ears”
“I'm not adorable”
>”You really are the cutest little thing, you'll be adopted to a loving family in no time”
>Yeah, no
“I'm not cute”
>”Let me look at you eyes now”
>You open you enormous eyes as wide as you can
>”mhmm mhmmm, okay, mhmm, yeah”
>Huh, no commentary this time?
“Something wrong with my eyes?”
>”No, no , your eyes are fine. But through this checkup, I've deducted something about you”
>Did purple horse mess you up somehow? Did you catch something from those raccoon's?
>”You're....”
>Oh did she notice you were transformed?! Maybe she could tell that you weren't actually a filly?!
>”...literally the cutest thing ever!”
>What
“What?”
>”And fillies so cute and well behaved deserve a lollipop and a pretty sticker!”
>Kind enthusiastically places a sticker on your side and hoofs you over a lollipop
>A little dazed, you unwrap the candy and put it in your mouth
>Mmm, cherry
>You quickly devour the lollipop and throw away the stick away in a convenient trash can
>You look at the sticker on your side
>It's about the size of your hoof, has pink hearts all over it and boldly states '100% adorable!' on it
>”And with that, you're all done. Have fun meeting all your new friends!”
>You jump off the examination table
“Uh, thanks”
>You meet Summer outside the room
>”Alright then, lets introduce you. They should be in class right now, follow me
>Great, now you had to deal with a bunch of children... foals, and go to school
>You had to leave as soon as possible
>But for now you better play along, at least until lunch
“Did I miss breakfast?”
>”I thought it would be kinder to let you sleep, don't worry though. Lunch is in a half hour”
“I can last that long”
>Just barely, after you have lunch, you'll escape in the chaos that is kindergarten lunchtime
>It's the perfect plan
>You have arrived at your destination
>A door with a big 3 on the door.
>”Your classroom will be room 3, now go ahead inside the teacher is expecting you”
>Alright lets do this
>You go in
[spoiler]>Leeeerrrroooyyyyyyyyyy Jjjjjeeeeeeeekkkkkknnnnnnnnniiiiiiiinnnnssss[/spoiler]
[spoiler]>”Oh my Celestia he just went in”[/spoiler]
[spoiler]I'm so sorry[/spoiler]
>Inside you find about 15 or so fillies looking right at you
>You stare into the void
>It stares back
>A voice breaks in, saving you “Oh you must be Anonymous, Class! This is Anonymous. She's new here so be sure to be nice to her”
>The class responds as one “Yes Ms. Chalkboard”
>”Now Anonymous, please introduce yourself”
>Oh shit what do you do
>Just play it cool Anon, just play it cool
“Err... um. Hi everybody, you can call me Anon for short if you want”
>A filly near the back speaks up
>”You already have your cutie mark. Whats your special talent?”
>Might as well be honest here
>You sit back on your hindlegs, and raise your forehooves in a shrug
>The class reacts mostly as one
>”Ohhhh”
>”Yeah that makes sense”
>”Seems about right”
>”Ohh. Duh, it's so obvious now”
>Well as long as they understood
>The teacher speaks up
>”Now that you've been introduced, lets get back from where we left off. Anon please take a seat at a desk”
>Where to sit on your only day in kindergarten
>Turns out you don't have much choice, there's only one empty desk
>It's in the front
>Fuck, how were you going to daze off properly
>You sit down and class begins
>It's math, simple addition and subtraction
>The teacher passes out some problems and gives you a pencil
>The questions are really easy, writing as a pone, not so much
>You look around, all the fillies around you are using their mouths
>Better not borrow anyone's writing instruments
>You attempt to write down the answers
>It's weirdly easy, guess your mouth was just easier to control or something
>You quickly finish the math worksheet
>Since you were in front, the teacher notice's when you put your pencil down
>”Done already?”
“Yeah, it wasn't difficult”
>”Let me check your work for you”
>She walks over and scans your paper
>”All correct, nicely done. Maybe you could help tutor some of the fillies that are struggling”
>Hell no
“Uh, maybe”
>The teacher goes back to her desk, grabs something and returns to your desk
>”For such good work, you get a sticker!”
>Before you can decline she sticks it on your side right next to the first one
>This one has a winking smiley face wearing glasses with numbers on the background and the phrase 'I'm a smarty!' on it
>This place must use these things as a reward system or something, all the fillies look at you some with admiration, others with envy
>Whatever, either way these were gonna be a hassle to get off. What with your fur and all
>The bell rings, lunch time
>You follow behind the group of fillies to the cafeteria
>You grab some lunch, it looks like some salad and weird looking french fries. Plus a cookie
>You sit at a table by yourself, digging in
>No point in getting to know any of the filly's here, you're leaving as soon a s you're done
>A filly that looks a little older than you sits next to you
>”Gimme your cookie”
“Already ate it”
>”You're supposed to eat it last!”
“Says who?”
>”You're just supposed to you big dumb butt!”
>Ouch
“Are you like the bully here or something?”
>”It's my special talent”
>She shows her cutie mark off to you, it's a cutesy looking lunch box
“Shouldn't it be making lunches or something?”
>”Pfff, no.... idiot! It's taking other peoples lunches!”
“Oh, that's kinda lame”
>“No it's not!, hey whats over there!”
>You humor her and look where she's pointing
>You look back to your food tray
>It's not there anymore
>She takes your food tray away
>You walk away
>You had already eaten all your food
>You were a quick eater never stopped eating while the bully filly was talking
>She stole your dirty tray
>You were done with this place, time to see what adventure awaits you next or whatever
>You head towards the exit
>You were just about to go out the front door
>”Whereya going!?”
>You jumped a little bit and wheeled around
>It was Quick Serve
“Outside, need some fresh air”
>”You should just go to the playground, you can't leave that way!”
“Watch me”
>You open the way to freedom
>The sounds and sights of city life pour towards you
“Goodbye”
>You walk out the door
>Your face hits an invisible wall
“Ow, what the hell?”
>”I told you you couldn't leave, the perimeter is enchanted so fillies can only on 2 conditions
“What are the conditions?”
>”Getting adopted or turning 18”
“How does that even work?”
>”I have no idea!”
>Well fuck, hopefully there was a way around this you could find
>Until then, might as well take these stupid stickers off
>You try to take them off
>You can't them off
“Why can't I take these damn things off?”
>”The stickers? They don't go away until you can pass through the barrier”
“Why!?”
“They're defining stickers, so that the ponies that adopt us know what we're like see?”
>She shows you the stickers on her side
>She has a lot of them
>”There are good stickers like this one”
>She points towards a sticker with a smiley face wearing a sweatband and the description 'good team player'
>”And not so good stickers like this one”
>She points at a sticker with a yelling emoticon and the phrase 'no indoor voice' on it
“Is this legal?”
>”I don't know what that means”
>What did you get yourself into?