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- "Ow..."
- >Anon's entire body - though mostly his face - screamed out in pain
- >Yet it was all he could do to lay there and catch his breath, try and get his bearings
- "I thought you were supposed to wake up before you hit the ground...maybe I'm lucid?"
- >Anon lifted his face from the ground and surveyed the area
- >A quite familiar treehouse library stood in front of him
- "The fuck...Okay, that's another indication this might just be the coolest dream ever."
- >Ignoring the pain, which had lessened somewhat, Anon pushed himself up from the ground and onto his feet
- >It occurred to him that it was evening
- >Which might explain why he didn't see anypony at the moment
- >Although the treehouse seemed to stir with sounds of muffled activity
- >A light came on, and the door opened
- >"Hello? Are you alrig-"
- >It was Twilight
- >Unmistakably Twilight
- >And she was looking at him with the oddest deer-in-headlights expression
- >"-ht..?"
- >She seemed...uncertain
- >And for good reason
- >Anon knew he'd likely freak out too if something out of a nightmarish fairytale suddenly appeared in his front yard
- >Deciding that it was a good idea to greet Twilight, whether she was a dream or not, Anon cleared his throat as softly as he could, then waved
- >It probably was a dream, though, given Twilight seemed to be speaking perfect, American-accented English
- "Hello! Please do not be alarmed. I seem to have been brought here from my world. I am not hostile. May I come in? It's rather chilly out"
- >Twilight looked flabbergasted, her jaw slightly agape
- >Spike appeared in the doorway now, too, looking sleepy as all fuck
- >He seemed to say something, but Anon heard only a vague muttering
- >Twilight turned to him and said something Anon couldn't quite make out
- >Spike rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and nodded
- >He looked rather cranky
- >Should've brought a snack for him
- >Actually, that'd be creepy.
- >This whole situation already was, actually, in large part due to Anon's voyeuristic viewing of their lives
- >Ah well, what'cha gonna do about it
- >Enjoy the ride is what
- >It never ends
- >So sayeth Mr. Bones
- >Twilight turns towards Anon again, giving a slightly nervous but genuinely pleasant smile
- >"Please, come on in...Mister...Wait, is that even right?" she said, half to herself and half to Anon
- >Anon grinned
- >She was pretty fucking adorkable
- >And wingless
- >Huh
- >Fancy that
- "Ah, yes, Mr. is correct. My name is Anonymous, but please call me Anon." he said, stepping inside.
- >He noticed he had to duck his head something fierce to get inside
- >"Well then, Anon, I hope you like tea. Do you even know what tea is? Do they have tea where you're from?"
- >Purplesmart was rapidly becoming curious and excited
- >A truly adorkable combo
- >"In reverse order - yes, we do, yes I do and yes I do"
- >As if on cue, Spike appeared with a cup of tea that he handed to Anon
- >He looked suspicious of Anon
- >Or mad
- >Not in a very good mood, basically
- >Though anon suspected he'd be the same if he were A) Twi's house nigger and B) woken up in the middle of the night
- >Twilight took a cup with her telekinesis and sipped it, looking expectantly at Anon from over the rim
- >With a shrug, Anon took a careful sip, not wanting to burn his tongue
- >The tea was perfect drinking temperature, though, and tasted of some sort of berry
- "Mmm! This is pretty fu-err, bucking good."
- >Spike struck a proud pose
- >Twilight gave a little giggle at that
- >"I'm glad you like it. "
- >Her face grew a bit tighter and darker
- >Her voice a bit tenser now
- >"But onto the matter at hand..."
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