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- >Just like the day before, Anon is slouching into the couch and wasting the day away.
- >You were told only the day after it happened that Anon was let go from Sugar Cube Corner.
- >He seems pretty depressed and has slumped into a lazy mood.
- >The dishes have begun to pile, Anon hasn't taken a shower, and he hasn't even begun to look for another job yet.
- >“Anon, I’m hungry,” you whine.
- “Alright,” he replies as he climbs out from the cavern his ass has made into the sofa, “What do you want?”
- >“I dunno… Risotto?”
- “I don’t feel like cooking for lunch.”
- >With a sigh, you just grab some cereal yourself while Anon returns face down into the couch.
- >Part of you feels sorry for him, the rest is getting annoyed at how lazy and unproductive he has been.
- >As you chew away on your Krusty Flakes, you stare at the pile of dishes that are going untouched.
- >“I spose I’ll set an example,” you mutter to yourself as you place your bowl on the pile.
- >Using your magic, you turn on the water nearly full blast then begin searching for the dishwashing liquid.
- >It’s nowhere near the sink and going through each cupboard yields nothing. Then you notice the empty container sitting in the bin.
- >You ponder your predicament for a while, then figure dishwashing liquid is just soap for plates, so you head into the bathroom to grab some soap.
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- >As you’re heading back to the kitchen, you pass by the laundry room where there’s a pile of Anon’s dirty clothes on the floor.
- >The washing machine will take a while to soak all these, so you figure you could turn it on while you do the dishes.
- >Your magic isn’t quite strong enough to lift such a large pile, meaning you have to put all the clothes in one or two at a time.
- >Because you’ve never properly worked the washing machine, you carefully go over the detergent’s instructions before closing the washing machine’s lid and turning the dial.
- >The whole this begins to whir and violently shake once it’s on, causing you to fall off it.
- >You flutter your wings to balance yourself out before you land, then with a proud beam, you pick up the soap you were carrying and head into the kitchen.
- “Moonie, what were you doing? I can hear the washing machine.”
- >“Just cleaning Sir Bearington. He fell into some mud this morning.”
- “Okay then. Just be careful.”
- >“A-Anon…”
- “Hm?”
- >You’re about to speak up when you notice your hooves are getting wet.
- >Looking down, you lift a forehoof to inspect the puddle that’s gathered around you that’s come from the kitchen.
- >“Are you feeling relaxed?”
- “Eh, I guess.”
- >“Good. You stay there. Exactly like that. I’ll go… Get you a drink or something. Don’t move,” you tell the giant alien man before bolting to the kitchen in a panicked frenzy.
- >The entire kitchen floor is flooded with the water coming from the sink.
- >You leap onto the counter and begin turning the tap handle the wrong way which causes you worry more.
- >Then the tap handle comes off.
- >You stand there in a daze, holding the tap handle in front of your face as the water is now overflowing even more.
- “Moonie, what are you doing?”
- >Anon grabs the handle off of you and puts it back on before turning off the water.
- >He turns to you and lets out a sharp, disappointed breath.
- “Look, go take a bath, while I deal with this here.”
- >It’s best not to argue here, so you do as you’re told and go soak in the bath for a while.
- -----
- >After you’ve dried off, you head into the kitchen to find out how Anon is doing and probably help him clean the mess you’ve made.
- >The carpet makes a sloshing sound as you push the kitchen door open.
- >“Hey, Anon, how’s--”
- >The sight to behold stuns you.
- >The puddle is completely gone and Anon just finished washing the last of the dishes.
- “Hey, I’m going to go do the laundry. Find a way to keep out of trouble for me, alright?”
- >He gives you a quick pet on the head as he walks by you. You’re still in a shock.
- >Just like that, Anon isn’t slouching around anymore.
- >“All I had to do was cause trouble?” You grin as the realisation comes to you.
- >With an excited shiver you begin looking for what else needs doing around the house.
- -----
- >Over the next few days you cause all kinds of trouble for Anon with the goal in mind of getting him to stay on his feet.
- >And it works brilliantly; spilling juice on the beds gets him to change and clean the sheets, drawing with chalk on the carpet got Anon to vacuum, and a stink bomb in the fridge motivated him to clean and restock it.
- >Those are just a few of the long list of what you’ve been up to.
- >Now you’re out and about in the town, looking for what you can do to get Anon out here and find a job.
- >“This will be kind of complex, now that I think about it,” you mutter to yourself.
- >“Heya Moonie,” chirps a unison of voices from behind you.
- >You spin around to see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
- >“Oh, it’s you two. How are you?”
- >“I’m good, Daddy just bought us lunch at the Gilded Giraffe,” she brags with her head held up in pride, “Isn’t that right Silver Spoon?”
- >“Yeah, it was divine. I had this vanilla sou--”
- >“So, what are you doing?” Diamond Tiara interrupts.
- >Silver Spoon was excited to talk about something, but once Diamond Tiara speaks up out of turn, Silver just steps back with an apologetic smile.
- >“Helping out Anon with something.”
- >“Ah, so you’re busy.”
- >“We could help if you want?”
- >“Unless you know somewhere that’s hiring, there’s not really much you can help with.”
- >“I heard Anon lost his job at the bakery.”
- >That annoys you.
- >Not Diamond Tiara being a gossiper, there’s no surprise there.
- >It’s that rumours of Anon being fired have already made the rounds of the town, but nobody came with a job offer for him.
- >“That’s a shame. Anon was the best baker there,” Silver Spoon chirps up.
- >“His cupcakes needed work. They didn’t have the right burst of flavour,” you reply.
- >“I like them.”
- >“Anyway,” Diamond Tiara interrupts once again in an irate tone, “I don’t think Daddy is hiring.”
- >“I had to volunteer at the town office last week for that school assignment, I think they were looking for people.”
- >“Perfect. Thanks,” you state before you dart off to the town office, leaving Princess Brat and her parrot behind.
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- >Once you’ve arrive at the town office, you begin looking around for something to wreak havoc upon.
- >You push open the door to see a pile of papers that nearly reach the ceiling and from under that pile is a nervous Mayor Mare, frantically scurrying around, back and forth, trying to fill out multiple papers at once.
- >“This’ll be easy,” you mutter with a smile.
- >Pushing over a few pot plants, you begin to draw devilish symbols on the walls with the potting mix.
- >Then you walk over to the largest stack of papers while an unsuspecting Mayor Mare places another form on top of it.
- >Clearing your throat to grab her attention, you then push it over.
- >The stack then collides with another causing all the forms from both to float through the air like snow around the two of you.
- >Mayor Mare gives you a very annoyed and tired glare before having you sit in the corner to wait.
- -----
- >Mayor Mare sent someone to go get Anon who has been stuck in the office with the Mayor for some time.
- >You’ve been forced by Anon to clean up everything.
- >You were kind of proud of some of your drawings, but they’ve got to go.
- >Picking up all the papers was the most time consuming because one pile was complete and the other was empty, so you had to look over each one.
- >Once the job is done, you lie on your back in exhaustion and wait for Anon.
- >A few minutes later Anon leaves Mayor Mare’s office.
- >“I’ll see you on Monday,” she says with a wave and a smile.
- “See you then. Come on Moonie,” he replies.
- >The Mayor seems to be in a good mood, she even looks a little refreshed even.
- >Anon also seems to be feeling chipper too, until you step outside, then his face drops into a very cold and stern scowl.
- >“I think she likes you,” you tell him in a cheeky laugh.
- “Moonie.”
- >“Yes?” you reply with an upward inflection.
- “You’re going to explain why you’ve been such a troublesome brat the past few days.”
- >“Me? A brat? Pft, some gratitude that is. Here I’ve been, working my flank off to get you off your own and this is the thanks I get.”
- “Oh, really? You’ve been causing trouble for my benefit.”
- >“I’ve always been about the greater good you know.”
- “Mhm, well then, you’ll be pleased to know you’ll be getting double chores now.”
- >“WHAT?!”
- “For the greater good, of course.”
- >“This isn’t fair.”
- “Oh, yes it is. And if you screw them up on purpose, I’ll start sending you around to other people’s houses to do their chores. Got it?”
- >You bite your tongue but it’s not enough to stay it, so you settle for grumbling obscenities under your breath.
- >The Anon you know is back and he has a job.
- “What was that?”
- >“This is why a being a hero sucks!”
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