Anon and the Batty Bat-pony: Chapter 1

>Be Anon.
>It has been a week since you cried like a school girl, rejected from her to-be-boyfriend
>You weren’t usually the kind of person who would break down crying, but dimension-travel was too much, even for you.
>Nevertheless, you have found your resolution once more.
>You were hell-bent on surviving this place.
>Not that it felt very threatening.
>You were out of the food and water that you were positioned with when you first came here.
>The Alicorn had cast a spell around the nearby landscape, making it appear utterly dull and uninviting to any Earth pony, Pegasus or Unicorn that would gaze upon it.
>You let out a long sigh – Unicorns? Pegasus? Earth Pony? They were all just a bunch of horses to you.
>Then again, you couldn’t deny that they looked less bulky and the fact that they had individual personality did give them a point in your favor.
>At least they were intelligent beings.
>No matter, you had a problem on your hand which you had to solve.
>The Alicorn had told you that there was a small spring-lake somewhere inside the forest. Usually the place would be too dangerous, but chances were that the animals would be more scared of you, than would be of them.
>After all, you would’ve been the first of your kin that they’d ever seen.
>Rubbing your temples, you grab the water tankard, along with a pouch you could use to collect berries and nuts.
>You took the first few steps towards the forest
>And fell flat on your face.
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>You grunt as you fumble to your feet, and lift the Tankard over your back again.
>Okay, one more time.
>You slowly make your way inside the forest. It’s slightly dark in here, but luckily the sun shines through here and there.
>You waddle your way across twigs and bushes, staying clear of any blue flowers you could see.
>You clearly remember the second day of you living here – You had gone to take a small peek at the forest, and accidentially walked into a bunch of funny-looking, blue flowers.
>You had legs for arms, and arms for legs for the next two days.
>you simply lied in your bed on those days, almost on the brink of insanity.
>the damn Alicorn could’ve told you that you got high on those things!
>You shudder, wiggling your free arm to make sure that it is in fact, an arm.
>It’s an arm.
>No shit.
>You pursue forward, trying your best to listen to the sound of water – Yet all you hear is the wind, gushing through the otherwise surprisingly silent forest. The wind was cold to the touch, making your skin crawl.
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>As you keep going further into the forest, you manage to scramble a few blue-berries (Well, blue berries, not blue berries that you knew from back home – but blue, berries. Y’dig?) along with a surprisingly big, solitary nut.
>It was the size of a coconut, but in the shape of an almond. Biting into it, you realized that it had a hollow inside with juices that tasted like passion-fruit.
>You decreed your newfound fruit-nut for: ‘Alcossion nut’
>Yeah.. That sounded like shit, but you decide to roll with it.
>You felt proud for but a brief moment, as you suddenly hide behind a tree.
>You swore that you just heard something, skittering about in the fallen leaves below you.
>Beside the ponies, you hadn’t met any kind of wildlife before – there could be just about anything beneath those leaves.
>Suddenly, the skittering stops, the rustling leaves falling to the ground.
>Yet, your jimmies were still heavily rustled.
>You slowly peek out from your very-super-secret hiding place, trying to locate the source of the previous sound.
>It’s a squirrel.
>God damnit.
>You conjure your signature sigh as you walk out from behind the tre-OH GOD THE SQUIRREL IS UPON YOU.
>IT’S GOING FOR YOUR ALCOSSION NUT.
>NO, IT’S TOO TASTY, YOU CAN’T LET IT HAVE IT.
>You fumble about in the leaves – the squirrel biting at your hand in an attempt to get the nut away from you.
>Moments pass with this – You, the squirrel, the nut.
>Guess who won.
>…
>It wasn’t you.
>Yes, you were just overpowered, manhandled, almost-raped, confuzzled – by a squirrel.
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>You make a mental note to not open Alcossion nuts before you’re back home, the bugger probably smelt the juices or something.
>You lean yourself against the large water-tankard, wheezing and coughing for air after the battle of the titants that you just participated in.
>You blink your eyes, once, twice, thrice.
>You realize that in your call of duty, you had completely forgotten where you came from.
>everything looked the same. You were lost.
>And to make matters worse, you still felt as if something was staring right at you, from the shadows.