Introvert and Extrovert

Written in thread at a whim. Don't expect anything super amazing.

"And then, and then, he was all like, KAPOOOSH BLAAASH BOOM POW POW POW!"
>"Yes, Pinkie. I remember, I was there." Twilight states in an annoyed tone.
>You are Pinkie Pie! Silliest, most pinkest pony around! You, Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Applejack just finished saving the world from explodey furball monsters!
>And after a week long trip, you're all finally home.
>Not entirely too anxious to return to work, you're sticking around Twilight for a little while. After all, she did manage to defeat The Monster of Rapid Tooth Decay! What an exciting adventure!
>She leads you into her library, looking a little more alive than you expected it to. Spike was home but he normally catches a bunch more hours of sleep while Twilight is away!
>Your questions are answered quickly as Anonymous, the local and only human ever comes in through the kitchen.
>"Hey, Twilight. Hey, Pinkie."
"Hiya!"
>"Wow, Anonymous!" Twilight steps further into her library. "This place... actually looks better than when I left it!"
>"Don't beat yourself up, you kinda rushed out of town."
>"Eheh, we all did. Las Pegasas was--"
>"I know, I know. You had to get someone on short notice. It was fine, it gave me something to do. God knows I needed--"
"Oh, oh, did you throw a big party?!"
>"No, I--"
"A small one?"
>You begin subconsciously hopping closer to Anon as you pry an answer out of him.
>"No."
"A get together?"
>"... No."
"A tea party?" You voice has become weak and a little pleading.
>"..."
"..."
>"N--"
"Then what did you do all week? Organize books and clean?"
>Anon gives a little shrug and glances at Spike.
>"And cooked. Twilight has some good food here and I wasn't going to complain about good free food."
"That's... THAT'S..."
>You begin vibrating violently.
"BORING!"

>"Yeah, a little. I wasn't expecting this to be an exciting job."
>Anonymous glances at his watch.
>"Mmm, I gotta do laundry and it's getting a little late. I'm gonna jump out of here."
>"Wait, Anon." Twilight begins trotting upstairs. "Did you want your payment now or,..."
>"I'll come by tomorrow and pick it up, if you're free."
>"Absolutely. See you then!"
>"Yep, later Twi." He walks on by, completely ignoring that slightly disappointed look on your face. "See you, Pinkie."
"Have fun, Anon!" You wave until he closes the door behind him.
>Thinking about it, you don't see Anon much, which is funny because he's super tall.
"Hm... Hey, Twi?"
>"Yes, Pinkie?"
"What does Anon do most of the time? I never see him anywhere ever."
>"Oh, he doesn't really spend much time with ponies. I can understand the want to alienate yourself when you're, well, an alien."
>Twilight begins trotting around the library, fixing anything that seemed out of place, and you followed. It seems the place wasn't as clean for her as it was for you.
"But why?"
>"Why? Well, he's different."
"We're all different! And that's what makes up special!"
>"Yes, but Anon is... really different. Haven't you noticed?"
"He's different on the OUTSIDE, but not on the inside! And that's all that matters!"
>"But Pinkie," She turns around to face you. "He's different on the inside because he's different on the outside. Not to say there aren't ponies like him. Look at Fluttershy, for instance. She's more comfortable around her animal friends than actual ponies."
"So he's comfortable around animal friends?"
>"Just himself, I think. Understand?"
"Nnnnnnnnaaah, I'm just gonna go ask him!"
>"What? Pinkie don--"
>Too late, you're already out of the door and on your way to Anon's house.
>"Shoot... Gah! Anon's shoes completely messed up my baseboard."

>Yes, now thinking about it, you never see Anon! He's always hiding! Well, hide and go seek is over, it's time for 'Meet Pinkie Pie' which is your favorite game of all.
>To celebrate the beginning of the games, you've brought Anon and pie. A blueberry pie. You think he'd like a blueberry pie.
>Pie in hoof, you give Anon's door a hard knock. It takes a few seconds until he opens up. The bored expression on his face lights up when he sees you.
>"Hey, Pinkie. What's up?"
"I gotcha a pie!"
>"Really? Awesome. Heh, Pinkie. Pie. Awesome. What's the occ--"
>You place the pie in his hand and push your way inside.
>"Oh, um, come in?"
>Curiosity strikes you as you realize you've never been in Anon's house before. You take a lap around the living room while looking for anything interesting to talk about. This frightens you a little, but there is nothing to talk about in this room. Maybe is you went into the hallway you would,
>"Pinkie?"
"Uh-huh?" You respond while still hopping around.
>"Are you here for something?"
"Yes!"
>"Oh?"
"I wanted to spend some time with you! We never hang out for some reason."
>"Heh, probably cus I'm cooped up in here all day. When did you want to hang out?"
"Now!"
>"Right now?"
"Yep!"
>"Ooh, uh... that's a little sudden. Think we could do it some other time?"
"W-what? But... you don't look busy!"
>"I'm doing laundry out back."
"Oh, is that all? We can do it together and get it done twice as fast! Then we can throw a party tonight and--"
>"What? No, Pinkie. I really don't want... can't it wait for some other time?"
"But... why not now?"
>Anon starts becoming visibly nervous.
>"W-well... it's just... I'm, I'm not feeling very good right now."
"You're not?"
>"No, not at all actually."
"Oh! Then you need,"
>"A good night's rest! That's it, yep. So if I could, uh... just get that."
>He basically pushes you out the door before nearly closing it and posing his head through the crack. "Next time, okay?"
>And as he closes the door, you feel... hurt

>So!
>Anon was sick that day. He was busy the next. Then sick again the day after that.
>You're a sharp mare, Pinkie. Plus, you've learned this lesson before. Some ponies, or donkeys, and now humans sometimes want some space. So you gave Anon just that.
>For almost an entire month the two of you said little more than hello when passing each other in the town. You expected him to come to you eventually, but he didn't. You would have picked up pursuit once again but... your birthday... was coming up.
>And your birthday needed to be BIG this year. Everyone was invited! EVERYONE! arranging and accommodating a party for EVERYONE is no easy task. But with the help of the mayor, everything went off with a hitch.
>Right now, your party is super duper terrific! Town square is a big dance floor, the streets are enchanted to have confetti falling all night, and you have enough snacks to give all of Canterlot a tummyache!
>And ponies are having a blast!
>And that means you're having a blast! This is the best party ever! ( You make sure to tell everyone that.)
>On your second round around the North part of town, your eye catches something you weren't expecting to see.
>Ditzy Doo, Carrot Top. Anonymous! Aah! ANONYMOUS! AAAH!
>You're at his side faster than you can imagine.
"Anon! Hey, you're actually here!"
>All three of them jump a little but they all smile when they realize it's just good ol' Pinkie.
>"Hey, Pinkie!" The three of them say, Anon being a little quieter.
"Hey, um, can I talk to Anon for a sec?"
>Carrot Top and Ditzy look at each other before smiling, nodding, and backing off.
>So now it's just you and Anon... and the rest of the town but forget about those guys right now.

"So how're ya enjoying the party, Anon!"
>"I like it," He says without a hint of dishonesty. "It's a little crazy in town square but it's great out here. How about you, how are you liking your birthday party?"
"Super duper teeeeeerrific! It's going just as I planned!"
>"Everything is going according to plan, heh," He nudges you. "Now where's the excitement in that."
Ano--"
>"Only kidding, Pinkie."
>The two of you shortly giggle before falling silent. Suddenly he becomes a little detached. Not knowing what to say or what to do, he glances around with a small grin, rocking on his feet and swirling his drink around.
>Did you do something wrong? Why did he stop talking?
"So what have you been up to, huh?"
>"You know, stuff, really..." He probably thinks you didn't notice, but he's begun to inch away now.
>Oh no, you're not getting away that easy, mister!
"Hey, I've got an idea!"
>"What's--"
>You latch onto his free arm.
"Let's go dance!"
>"What? No, Pinkie I can't--Oh my god you're strong."
>You drag him to the town center, pretty much kicking and screaming. You're not sure what his problem is, but you'll fix it, here and now!
>The large crowd of ponies jamming to the beat parts for you and Anon as you make your way through, only glancing at the two of you before falling back into rhythm.
>Anon looks positively mortified.
>"Pinkie, I'm not--"
"Dancing!? I know!"
>"Pinkie..."
"C'mon, it's easy! Just listen to the music, wiggle your hips and F-U-N fun!"
>Anon looks around the thick crowd of ponies. Despite being twice as tall and completely out of place, the ponies are paying him no mind. He notices, and he visibly relaxes most of his muscles.
>And then, his foot starts tapping.

>An hour later, you and Anon have left the dance floor for a little more private time.
>No, not that kind of private time, silly voice in the back of my head. You and Anon rarely spend time together so you're using this opportunity to get to know him a little better! You've been walking through the less populated parts of Ponyville to avoid party goers.
>He's really loosened up now, his entire attitude has changed.
>Unfortunately, Anon is a clever one. Before you know it, he's led you right to his house.
"Wh-... Are,"
>"Phew, looks like I'm here. Anyway, I had a blast, Pinkie. We should hang out more."
"But... but the party is far from over."
>"I know, but I'm feeling pretty tired after all that, you know? Besides I gotta do... stuff tomorrow. Like work!"
>Okay, something is... fishy.
"You know, I don't know where you work, actually. Is it at some sort of secret place?"
>"Not really. I normally see ponies jogging by but not too many."
"Is it... a gym?!"
>"I don't really work at a place, I just... I know I'm going to regret this but... Pinkie, would you like to come to work with me tomorrow? It gets pretty exciting at times so you might like it."
"Really?! Oh, Anon!"
>You bring him into a vicious vicegrip of a hug, which he clearly dislikes.
"I'd LOVE to! This will be the best day ever! EVER!"
>"A-alright then! But, I do have to go to bed so..."
"Right!" You let go. "Okay, what time do you start?"
>"Depends upon the time of the year. It's summer, so come by around four."
"... You work pretty late. Why do I need to-"
>"No, no. Four in the morning."
>You freeze up a bit.
"W-will do, Anon... hah..."
>Oh boy, you're not getting any sleep tonight, that's for sure.

>the next morning. Sugar, sugar, energy drinks and a lot more sugar. You're running on only that and fumes.
>But four in the morning, just like you promised!
>You give his door a hard knock, which in itself is a daunting task. Why did you agree to this?
>You hear footsteps accompanied with some thing clattering together in rhythm of his steps.
>Once he answers the door, you see him suited up in some heavier than normal clothes, accompanied with a sage-green bucket cap. He carries a large brown box with a handle in one hand, and some sort of pole and string thing in the other.
>"Hey, morning, sleepyhead. Looks like you didn't get a great night's sleep."
"... You could say that. So what are we doin'?
>"Have you ever heard of fishing?"
"Nuh-uh."
>"Well, it's fun! Here," He ducks back into his house for only a moment and comes back with a second pole. "It's pretty easy and I'd think you'd like it."
>Anon takes a quick look at the horizon before cursing under his breath. There's only the tiniest sliver of sunlight peeking over the mountain range and it isn't enough to light... anything, really.
>"We'd better get going. It'll be sunrise by the time we reach Whitetail."
"Lead the way, Anon." You mutter while trying to keep yourself on four hooves.
>The two of you take what feels like a super long walk when it's probably only thirty minutes before you and Anon reach the forest. You sighed in relief to be at your destination, but Anon kept going. It was almost another thirty minutes before you reached your actual destination.
>A river.
>If you wanted to go swimming, there are plenty of closer places!
>Even still, Anon walks further upstream until you reach a grassy patch, where he FINALLY lays everything down and begins fiddling with his stuff.
>You just slump to the ground.