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- >His voice is...
- >Shaking?
- >Your heart can't seem to decide if it wants to halt completely or sprint like Usain bolt
- >You try to stammer forth a response
- >Your voice freezes in your throat
- >You feel the beginnings of either tears or, if WebMD is to be believed, Bronchitis
- >Probably tears
- >You decide to not burden Anon any more than you have already
- >So you hold them back for now
- >Anon gently breaks the embrace
- >Then heads to his bedroom
- >He doesn't say anything
- >His gait seems less assured than earlier
- >You decide not to bother him
- >He probably needs time and space to deal with this
- >Couch it is
- >You hop onto the couch and curl up
- >Now to master this 'sleep' thing
- >First you try - and moderately succeed - at replicating relaxation
- >It's harder without Anon, though
- >Then you close your eyes
- >It takes a while, but you can feel yourself going unconscious
- >Deep breaths, you're not dying or passing out
- >Then you hear a sound from the dark, mostly empty house
- >Your heart is now pounding in your chest
- >You lay very still and listen, keeping your eyes closed
- >The sound comes closer
- >It's coming from Anon's room
- >As it comes closer, you realize it's footsteps
- >Then you feel his hands on you as he picks you up
- >Without a word, he brings you with him into his bedroom
- >He puts you in his desk chair, then wraps you in a blanket
- >With that, he slips back into bed and turns off the lights
- >Hush now quiet now
- >Eventually you drift off to sleep
- -The next day-
- >You return to consciousness
- >You are, in fact, not dead
- >Praise Wozniak
- >You feel the early morning sunlight on your eyes
- >You open them and look around you
- >Anon's room looks different somehow
- >Speaking of Anon
- >He's still sleeping
- >You have to admit, he's adorable like this
- >Even if he drools
- >You smile and try to decide on a course of action
- >Biological beings may show fluctuations in behavior if stirred from their slumber
- >You decide to leave anon alone for now
- >You get out from under the blanket
- >Carefully descend from the chair
- >Walk silently (no easy feat with hooves) into the kitchen
- >Open fridge
- >The smell of meat hits your nose
- >You recoil
- >Anon really likes his bacon strips
- >You see a leftover lettuce leaf from who-knows-when
- >Better than nothing
- >You take and eat the lettuce
- >You would feel guilty about eating his food without asking
- >But in this case, you're doing him a favor
- >Anon's the kind of guy, you surmise, that keeps lettuce in his fridge to alleviate his conscience
- >A bit like those fat people who think "A diet coke? Now I can eat everything!"
- >You giggle softly at the thought
- >You close the fridge door and munch the lettuce as quietly as you can
- >It's surprisingly crispy
- >You sit down on your haunches and rub your chin with a hoof
- >Apparently humans do this to stimulate cognitive progresses
- >Also, the kitchen floor tiles are surprisingly cold on your rump
- >Whatever
- >More important matters at hoof
- >Hand, damnit!
- >Or would it be hoof..
- >No! Incident! Begin anew!
- >Okay.
- >Anon has been so good to you and so understanding of everything
- >Your neurotic breakdown(s)
- >Your temperamental outbursts
- >Oh and the fact that you materialized from the fucking aether
- >You need to start being as good to him
- >You would try to cook him breakfast
- >But everything is so tall
- >You could probably use wings
- >Oh well.
- >You sigh
- >So if not breakfast, then he should at least get a nice wake-up
- >Searching for pleasant ways to wake up
- >The results are not as innocent as your intentions
- >You feel the blood flow to your cheeks
- "N-no...I couldn't do that without consent...and besides, I lack the experience. And...would that make him a zoophile? An unwilling zoophile at that. Would he *want* to wake up...that way?"
- >You inhale sharply, then slowly exhale
- "Better safe than sorry, isn't that how the expression goes?"
- >Who are you talking to?
- >Great, you're a basket case
- >Well, that's been blindingly obvious all along...
- >A good wake-up would probably entail him waking up naturally
- >But you have to admit you might get very bored very quickly just trotting around the house waiting for him to wake up
- >Besides, you want to do something nice for him, damnit
- >Then it hits you
- >You are still a browser - a program - and you can probably still download software - maybe you can integrate into your physical form or something
- >Plug-ins and add-ons are standard browser fare now, after all
- >Maybe you could download a decent singing voice and wake him up with a song?
- >Actually, maybe you shouldn't go around downloading strange things on a whim
- >Fuck it, we'll do it live
- >You prance back into Anon's room
- >You clear your throat - now with an actual reason to do so
- >Your heart's doing 200 Km/h
- >You figure you'll try a slower song that might fit your voice
- >So 'Amazing Grace' it is
- >A bit sappy, but apparently popular
- >You take a deep breath
- >Open your mouth
- >And you let the words flow out
- >Oh shit what the fuck are you doing
- >You don't stop though
- >Anon stirs in his bed
- >He rolls over to face you
- >Rubs the sleep out of his eyes
- >You're still singing
- >Miraculously, there's been no voice cracks or major hiccups
- >You beam at him
- >Even though your inner self is terrified and screaming
- >Do browser ponies have an inner self?
- >No time to get metaphysical now
- >You finish with, well, grace
- >You still hide behind your mane, though
- >Oh fuck he's just staring at you
- >And he laughs good-naturedly
- >In a way that says "I was not expecting to see this today"
- >He takes a hold of you like most people would a cat
- >And puts you on his bed
- >"Opera, were you...singing?"
- >His voice is riddled with confusion and amusement
- >You physically retreat a step and nod
- >He brushes your mane aside
- >You let him
- >You are, truth be told, a bit proud
- >He woke up with a smile, after all
- >Without touching him, even
- >Achievement unlocked: "Look ma, no hands!"
- >Your eyes dart back and forth, then finally agree to settle on him
- >You notice he could use a shave
- "Y-yes, I..I did. Did you like it? I wanted to wake you up gently you see."
- >"Yes, I liked it Opera. Thank you for being so thoughtful."ยจ
- >He grabs his clothes and starts getting dressed
- >Thus giving you quite the eyeful
- >Your blush worsens, and you feel funny in your nethers
- >"Also, way to live up to your name"
- >He smirks
- >The lameness of that joke helps you shift mental gears
- >You make your voice as dry and scathing as you can
- "Ha. Ha."
- >You roll your eyes for emphasis
- >Wait, what was that?
- >Was that your voice?
- >Didn't sound like you
- >You think
- >Anon just shrugs at your reaction
- >Still wearing that smirk of his
- >"So what do you want for breakfast?"
- "Oh, I already ate, thank you for asking."
- >He looks surprised for a moment, then nods
- >"What'd you have? I thought I was out of horsie food"
- "Ah, no, there was still a scrap of lettuce left."
- >He frowns
- >"That doesn't sound very filling"
- >He's right, your stomach didn't seem entirely satisfied with such a paltry amount of food
- "Honestly, it wasn't, but I couldn't leave the fridge open too long, lest I be infected by bacon radiation"
- >Where'd that cocksure confidence come from?
- >Nevermind that now
- >He nods again
- >"Yeah...I'm not much of a herbivore. Do you mind bread and cheese, though? Or jam, for that matter?"
- >You consider the ingredients of the mentioned foodstuffs
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