A Helping Hand P6

>You are Anon.
>And you haven’t gotten very far.
>In fact, you ended up slumped against that tree again.
>You know you need to go back. You know you need to tell her.
>But you don’t really have the spirit.
>The only person you actually care for just walked in on you after you just fucked her best friend.
>She’s probably storming through your house, burning everything.
>…wouldn’t even make a very large fire.
>You catch your eye drifting to your clothes, specifically, her cutie mark.
>The tears come back.
>But…this time something else snaps and you’re audibly sobbing.
“Goddamnitgoddamnitgoddamnitgoddamnit” You shout between sobs.
>Not like anyone can hear you, you’re out in the middle of nowhere.
>”Hey, keep it down down there will ya?” A voice calls from above.
>God, is that you
>You wipe your eyes, and take a look.
>It came from the tree.
>Well, you guess it was only a matter of time before you lost it.
”Damn, I’m sorry tree. I’ll be quieter next time.” You try to laugh but it comes out as more of a cough.
>”It’s fine. What are ya crying about anyway? Marefriend leave ya?” The voice casually responds. It doesn’t sound like a tree.
>Ouch. Well that’s not true, but it fucking feels like it.
>It’s a tree, who’s to know?
“…kind of…she walked in on me with someone else. I ran away. Didn’t know what to do.” Might as well be honest to the tree.
>”Well why’d you do it in the first place?” The voice sounded concerned now.
>”She…the other pony blackmailed me…I was stupid and I gave in. She’ll probably never forgive me…” You trail off, and the tears begin to form.
>You hear a rustling in the trees, and something lands next to you.
>You turn and you’re probably just as surprised to see her as she is to see you.
>”She’ll definitely forgive you but now I have to know who it is, Anon.”
>Fucking Rainbow Dash.
>And now you’re blushing and crying at the same time. Of course it had to be Loyalty.
>”Woah hey now, it’s going to be okay.” She moves in to pat you on the head. She is clearly lost at how to handle this.
>You, however, know exactly what you need.
>You grab on to that pony and you cry bitch tears into that beautiful rainbow mane.
>And oh my god it helps so much.
>This is clearly throwing her off. Her body tensed up when you touched her.
>Oh. Probably estrus.
>Fuck estrus I need a goddamn hug.
>She awkwardly wraps an hoof around you. “There there big guy, it’s going to be okay. She’ll forgive you. We ponies are pretty quick to forgive, even with stuff like that.”
>You sniffle, halting the tears for a moment. You unbury yourself. You guess all ponies are this soft.
“T..thanks Rainbow…”, you say, wiping away your tears.
>”Heck, I know I’d want a hug if I went through that. You must really like your mar…Anon since when do you have a marefriend?”
>Oh shit. I can’t tell her the truth. Hell, she wouldn’t believe me anyway. Think think…
“I…was thinking about something back home?”
>You are a terrible liar.
>”You’re a terrible liar, Anon.”
>She laughs to herself. You struggle a smirk.
>”Well, I know what always cheers me up. Cider.”
>Of course she suggests drinking.
>Well, you weren’t about to head home. You have absolutely no idea what you’d even say to her at this point.
>This day can only get so much worse.
>She helps you to her feet, and she smiles. You can’t stay sad when you have that looking up at you.
>These ponies.
“I…I think that’d help, RD, thanks.”
>She laughs. “Anything is better than sitting there crying your eyes out for hours.”
>Wait how long was she in that tree before she said something.
>You choose not to question it. It’s not like you said anything out loud, anyway.
>You walk beside her and in a couple minutes you found the road.
>You were always an expert at getting so lost you couldn’t find your way out of a wet paper bag.
>Good job self.
>You walk for a while. You and Rainbow got a long pretty well. She actually came and visited you now and again at the Boutique. Those days, you were glad to get away from the dreariness.
>Funny, now all you want to do is go back.
>She was fun though, even if all she wanted to do was fly around. You enjoyed watching her. It was something you definitely couldn’t do back home. Watch flying horses, that is.
>Though for the first couple weeks, you needed a friend, and even though you clashed a bit, you and Rainbow Dash got along swimmingly.
>Rainbow leads you to a little log cabin off the road. You can actually see Ponyville in the distance. Your heart beats a little faster. Alcohol will help, right?
>RD pushes open the door for you, and you’re met with a smell of dampness.
>The bar isn’t densely populated, nor is it very large. A few stools are lined against the bar; behind the bar are a few colorful bottles and a single tap.
>The bartender, who you guess probably likes being called barpony, is a mildly disheveled double down brown town stallion who doesn’t even give you a look as you enter.
>You pick a stool and Rainbow orders two mugs of cider, slapping down bits of her own.
>You weren’t about to question it. Who would?
>Honest, you’ve never had cider. The mug sat in front of you is small, and you try your hardest not to question how in the world they even hold mugs with hooves.
>It hurts your head a little, and you’ve had enough of hurty-head.
>You grab the small mug and you chug that cider like a pro.
>You regret your decision.
>The liquid tasted like bubbly apple juice at first, but then the burning times came and your mouth was full of witches.
>And it continued to burn. You were not an experienced drinker.
>This was a bad choice.
>You pant a little, looking down at the empty mug, but then you notice both the barpony and Rainbow looking at you queerly.
“Uh…I…I was really thirsty.” You manage to cough out.
>Rainbow bursts out laughing and slaps a hoof on your back.
>”Jeez Anon, I didn’t think you took me for a lightweight! I bet I can outdrink you!”
>You grin, but you know this is a terrible idea. That one mug was horrifying to swallow.
>Many drinks and many bits spent later…
>You are drunk. At least, it’s been a while, but you’re pretty sure you’re pretty drunk.
>At some point you decided the floor was a better seat than that stool. Stupid stool was shrinking on you anyway.
>Bluefast managed to goad you over to the booth in the corner. It was easier to sit in, and she sat next to you, which was nice.
”Rainbow, you’re very pretty colorful you know what” You jibber, losing punctuation.
>”Big guy, I don’t know what you humans drink, but if it only takes a couple mugs of cider to get you sloshed, you must be quite the lightweight.”
>You just laugh. She was right. You leaned on her. She smelled nice.
>”You know, Anon, you’re a pretty cool guy.” She says, not looking at you. Why wasn’t she looking at me?
”I am a pretty cool guy”.
>Well, you were.
>”So…uh…why don’t you tell me what happened?” She sounds nervous.
>Sure why not
“So…I’m going to work, and I was out of milk but that’s okay, cause I like my cereal dry anyway, but I still use a spoon because then Rarity doesn’t get mad at me because I guess she likes spoons. So yeah, uh, I go to work like I usually do, I walk there. Cause I can’t fly all awesome like you can…”
>She blushes and stifles a giggle.
“…though I bet I’d be an awesome Pegasus pony. I’d probably be all white too just like Rarity, cause she was the one who found me. That makes sense right? Then I’d have to go with the cutie mark cuddlers and find my cutie mark cause I wasn’t a pony. That’d be fun, I like Sweetie Belle, she’s such a sweetheart…”
>”Anon, you are adorable when you’re drunk.” You wanted to notice she was blushing but NO THIS STORY IS MORE IMPORTANT.
>”…and I’m going to work, and it’s all sunny and stuff and I’m sure Celestia’s probably watching me like she always does, all high in her castle and stuff. I bet she watches all of us. EVEN WHEN WE PEE. Probably especially when we pee. It’s probably her fetish. I don’t even know. I don’t wanna know. Maybe I do. I do, but not right now. Right now I’m telling a story and it is important cause it made me cry and yell at you because you were a tree, but you weren’t really a tree…”
>She wraps a hoof around you and holds you close to her, but you’re annoyed because this throws off your balance, so you throw your arm around her instead and hold her close to YOU. Because you’re taller. This makes sense.
>She smells like SKITTLES. God you never thought you’d smell Skittles again. Those things we’re BITCHING.
“Stop trying to interrupt I’m just getting to the part where the stuff happens. So I get to work, and I think I was late, but I don’t think that anyone of yall ponies even have a watch on so I don’t care either. Where would you even wear a watch? On a necklace? That’d be cool I guess, but how…oh goddamnit it’s probably magic. It’s always magic. Forget I asked. So..so then uh, Rarity…”
>You paused at her name. Why did you do that?
”…Uh…Rarity and Flutternut I mean Fluttershy…”
>You see Rainbow’s eyes grow a little wider when you say her name. Haha, she thought Flutternut was a funny joke too!
“They uh, walked into the spa and they wanted like, everything of course. But then Flipperdoo was looking at me all hard and I’m like what the fuck mate, and she’s just staring and I’m just like okay whatever…”
>Your other hand is now idly playing with her mane, because it was bored, you assume. She probably uses some pretty awesome conditioner to keep her hair that silky soft and colorful. Yeah, it wasn’t magic this time. You were sure of it.
”…and like, Lotus comes up to me and is all ‘Flickerspot wants you to give her a private massage’ and I’m all, but I don’t want to and she’s all well it’s your job and I’m like fuck you, I do what I want. No that’s a lie, I didn’t say that. I just said ok I’ll do it, and I went and I did it.”
>That was probably a good enough story, right? She seems happy.
>”W…what kind of massage did you give her?” She’s studdering. Aww.
“Deep tissue.”
>You sniggered loudly. You were a fucking awesome punster. You should get an award for that one. Wait, why was it a pun?
>She leans closer into you, her face sort of level with yours. Damn girl, my breath smells like cider.
>”…was…was she soft? Did she feel…uh…did she like it?” She’s not an expert level conversationalist, apparently. Unlike you. Something has rustled her jimmies apparently.
>You laugh a little.
“Why don’t you just go and massage her yourself, you’ve got…er…hooves. They work about the same.”
>Oh god she IS blushing. That’s adorable. Wait, drunken brain, we’re on to something here.
“I knew it, I knew you liked her and stuff. Like, your eyes and junk. They can’t lie, or at least that’s what I hear. Oh man that’s awesome. I can’t wait to see you guys all lovey dovey and stuff cause man you ponies are fucking adorable with your snuggling and whatever.”
>You decide to make fun of her even more by kissing her forehead.
>Instead, you’re now kissing Rainbow Dash. Fuck.
>But before you’re able to pull back, the hoof she has around you is pulling you closer and soon you’re on top of her in the booth.
>You brace yourself against the bench wobbily, catching yourself but also pressing your lips harder to hers, and you can feel her tongue attempting to invade your mouth.
>Holy shit this is kind of nice. You can already feel blood rushing to your nethers.
>Wait something in the back of your mind is trying to tell you something.
>STOP KISSING RAINBOW DASH BRO
>Oh wait, that seems pretty clear.
>You somehow manage to pull yourself off of her, but struggle to brace yourself, your limbs and coordination impaired.
>She’s panting a little, looking up at you with those dazzling magenta eyes. A rosy tint is attacking her once all-cyan face.
>WAIT SHES IN ESTRUS TOO
>OH NO WHAT HAVE I DONE
>You fling yourself off of her, tumbling to the ground under the table.
>”Ww...wait Anon!” She peers down at you as you scramble backwards, trying to squeeze out of the small space under the table.
>You stumble to your feet and make a mad dash for the door.
>Whelp, back to running, you guess.
>It was less running, more controlled falling in a general direction away from Bluefast.
>It wasn’t working too well; she was the fastest flyer in Equestria, even drunk.
>”Anon, come back! I’m sorry…I…” The rest is cut off.
>You’re somehow manage to lose her, hiding behind a building.
>Shit you made it to Ponyville already?
>You slump against the wall, your head pounding. The alcohol was not helping, definitely.
>You could see the sun beginning to fall over the horizon. Probably a good sign.
>You were raped by one of your friends, then you accidentally kissed another (who also tried to rape you, you might add).
>The mare whom which you loved walked in on your little incident, and though it wasn’t a good situation in the very least, you had no other choice but to confront her and tell her the truth of everything.
>You had no idea if you’d even be able to talk to her again, after all of this. Even if somep0ny else took you in, you’d still never be whole. She was the one who found you, and accepted you for who you were.
>She took care of you, each and every day, even though you were far from being a pony. She tried to help you clean yourself up, to find a job and better yourself. She made you clothes, fed you, and had done everything she could to make your transition into Equestria as painless as possible.
>She was Generosity, and you were far too blinded by humanity to appreciate everything she had done for you.
>You were Anonymous, and you were stranded in a land that continually made little sense, but even then…
>Come what may, it was time to go home.