>Be a teen Anon
>You are studying at Canterlot High and right now, the moon is at it's rightful place in the skies with the its children, the stars, dotting the black canvas
>Adjusting your tie, you look at a reflection of yourself being projected by a puddle, you look quite a debonair
>The Fall Formal event is being held right now in your school's gym
>You really don't care about this crap but each year, on this night, they serve free food and beverages
>Which means you don't have to use your money to buy expensive food for one night
>Arriving late, you entered at the backdoor, you are welcomed by a sight of exuberant students, dancing to the music being played throughout the gym
>Treading carefully, not wanting others to know you're late
>You're convinced they give out additional points if you attended in these kinds of events
"Hell yeah! free stuff!" the student body's focus turns to you as you pump both of your fists in the air
>Taking a cup filled with punch, you leave the gym ignoring the stares from your fellow students
>Them resuming their silly dance party, you walk towards the front doors
>This time you exit using the front doors
>You take a sip and with your free hand, you open the doors
>Bewildered at the scenery in front of you
>'Why is there a huge hole in front of the school?' your eyes bulge as you look at the cup your holding, did someone spike the drinks?
>Gazing upon the school's iconic horse statue, you see a group of girls gathered around the base of it
>They're just chatting so why do you care?
>But that white grill is pretty hot
>The moment the violet haired girl phased through the bottom part of the statue and in that moment you're sure that somebody spiked your fucking drink, was it that Pinkie Pie girl?
>She always seems to be on ecstasy or some drug
>Deciding you've seen enough, you spill the drink on the floor and throw away the cup
>What a waste
>You walk back inside the gym, the scenery is still the same, students dancing, some singing, most are just conversing
>Dodging the mass of people, you wander into the empty hallways of your school with no destination in mind
>You continue walking down this lonely path until you hear a light sobbing around the corner
>You know those parts in horror movies, you know the one when you're alone, the part that you shouldn't follow strange noise...ALONE!
>But this isn't a movie
>Good point
>Disregarding your better judgement, you investigate what's making the noise, walking to the source
>You find that it's Sunset Shimmer sitting alone on a bench
>She's a big, bad bully
>The same bully that locked you in your locker last week
>But why is she crying her eyes out? Did something happen while you were away?
>You should try to comfort her, you know, as a good friend
>She took your lunch money and broke your left arm in 8th grade
>Point taken but just look at her, poor girl, let's just ask why she's bawling
>You saunter towards her
"Heyyy, Sunset, are you okay?" you wave your hand at her, she looks at you, man her eyes are really red and is that snot dripping from her nose?
>"H-hey...it's A-anonymous, right?" she manages to speak in between sobs
"Yeah, what happened to you?" squatting like a slav, you ask the she-demon with bacon stripped hair
>"I...uhh...I got power hungry lately and hearing that a new princess got crowned in my old world, I hatched a plan to take her power for myself so I went through the portal, stole her crown and somehow I lost it coming back here a-and--" the words, seemingly stuck in her throat, oh God, she starts crying again
>Portal? does she mean the statue? and old world? she high or something?
>"--I gave Twilight and her friends a hard time, broke the decorations in the gym and blamed it on her, I tried ruining her image when she wanted to run for Fall Formal Princess..." she pauses and looks at you with watery eyes, "I-I doubt you'll b-believe the next part"
"Go on..." taking a seat beside her, she continues with her story
>"Took her dog as hostage, stole the crown from her and wore it on my head, after that..." she hesitates for moment but, "I became an actual she-demon, complete with sharp claws, wings and a tail..." she finishes her story and starts to cry again
>You console her by giving a pat on the back
"Don't worry about it." you really don't know why you're doing this but it might get you some pussy
>"I've been a bitch to them, Anon! but now..." she brings you closer to an embrace
>The sensation of her boobs pressing against you is hngg
"I've done worse things, like that time I got showered in piss." she breaks the hug, "That entire year my nickname was Piss for brains."
>Damn, just remembering the memories still cringes you
>"A-anon, I'm so soooorryy!" Oh God she bursts into tears again, grabbing you by the collar, "I-I'm the reason t-they started calling y-you that!"
>You kinda figured that already
>She lets go of her hold on you
"That's okay, we all make mistakes..." you scout the nearby area for an excuse, bingo, in a dark corner of the hallway there stands a lone vending machine, "Uhh, Sunset, would you like something to drink, a Sunny D perhaps?"
>She chuckles and starts to smile a little
>"T-that would be nice, Anon."
>Standing up and walking towards the machine, searching for some coins in your pocket
>You need some change
>You really need to change
>Suprised that you still have some cash left in your back pocket, you slip the cash in the machine's money slot and start pressing the numbers for Sunny D
>You grab two Sunny Ds from the vending machine's take out port
>Out of nowhere, a girl in a wizard hat appears from the shadows
>"The great and powerful Trixie!" her entrance even has her do some poses, this school is getting weirder as the days goes by, "needs more peanut butter crackers, excuse moi." you give her way to the vending machine and as she said, she gets more peanut butter crackers
>She walks back into the dance-frenzied gym with peanut butter crackers in both hands
>You return to Sunset's side, giving her the beverage she needs
>"Thanks, Anon." she opens the can and gulps, "You know, Anon, you're a good friend to have."



~~~

>Sitting there, drinking Sunny Ds with Sunset, alone together with no care in the world
>Somehow the stale jokes you were throwing out drown out the disco-like noise echoing from the gym
>The only sound you can hear, other than your jokes, is Sunset's laughter
>Somehow she thinks your jokes are funny, which they really are, you swear
>A vibrating sensation can be felt in your left pocket, oh shit wait
>"SONO CHI NO SADAME! JOOOOJOOOOOO!!!" echoes from your crotch
>"Uhh, Anon? Is that your phone?" pointing near your half-chub, her blushing mad and covering her face with her hands
>Fucking phone
"I..uhh...can explain..."
>Shit, bad timing penor
"You see when a healthy, young man, like myself," you explain "feels a...vibrating sensation near or on his private area...we get, aroused."
>"I can see it clearly, Anon. No need to explain it in that way." a grin crosses her face and without a moment's hesitation, she starts laughing
>Is it really that small?
>You're sure that you're above "average" length and width
>Fuck this is embarrassing
>Your dilemma is clear as day to her, it's also clear to her that you're insecure about your "size"
>"Anon, you really don't have to worry about little things like this..."
>Is she calling your penor little?
>"Oh, I'm sorry, but I wasn't talking about your...uhm...cock?"
>Nervously smiling, sweat dripping along her forehead, her stare fixated on you
"That's Oka--" interrupted by another tremor in your pants, you're wondering why'd you even used that ringtone
>Hey, it's a nice song
>"You should get that, Anon."
>"SONO CHI NO SADAME! JOOOO--" quickly grabbing your phone from your pocket
>BEEP
>Its your older sister
>Gilda
>You answer the call
>She silences herself while you take this call
"Heyyy, Sis..."  pausing, you remember you were supposed to be home an hour ago
>HOLY SHIT
>Who knew talking with Sunshit Shimmer over here can actually kill time
"How're you doing?" you resume
>"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, DWEEB?!" you're pretty sure the entire school body heard that and that your eardrums are blown, "You were supposed to be home, let me remind you again if you forgot, Dweeb, an HOUR ago!"

>Back to the present
>It's a miracle you're still holding your phone after all that
>Uhh, Onee-san is furious
"I kinda got distracted."
>"If you don't get your ass here by 10, I'm locking the house down."
>The call ends
>Checking the time on your phone
>OH SHIT
>IT'S HIGH NOON
>Just kidding, it's 9:20 PM
>You return your phone to it's rightful place, like your spaghetti, inside your pockets
"Sunsh--" the words are stuck in your throat "Sunset, as you heard, I need to go home, like right now."
>Clearly saddened by your words, she just smiles, not entirely a happy one, it's a mixture of sadness and happiness, but she smiles
>"Oh, okay, I gotta go home too, wanna..." she hesitates for a moment "join me?"
"Alright, but I need a quick trip to the buffet."
>"O-okay, I can wait." standing up, she offers a hand for you to take
>You take up the offer and with her help, you stand
>Running through the hallways, as fast as your little legs can take you, you spot the buffet table and it's glorious contents
>Free contents
>Quickly stealing what you can salvage and putting it inside a small, plastic bag
>Well it's technically not stealing, it's free
>Doesn't matter, as quickly as you appeared, you disappear out of the students' sight but appearing infront of Sunset
"Got it, let's go" panting heavily, her eyes filled with concerned, she asks
>"Are you okay, Anon, do you need something to drink?"
"Nah, I'm fine, I've got some punch here"
>Producing a plastic bag filled with violet liquid, you poke a small hole into it and inhale it's entire contents
>She's dumbfounded by your actions
>Well, fuck her, plastic is cheap and the drink was free
"Let's go." you hide the wet plastic in another plastic inside your pockets
>"Anon, I...uh, kinda don't want to be seen right now by anybody, you know, after what I did earlier..." she trails off
"Are you implying that I'm a nobody." folding your arms and raising a brow at her, you question this girl, not forgetting she insulted your penor
>Well, it was kinda an insult
>"Oh NO!NO!NO!" violently shaking her hands "Except you, anybody except you...you're kinda..."
>Kinda what?
>"somebody to me right now" that last part she whispers to herself
>you sigh, she's easy to fool
"I'm kidding, let's go, we can use the back doors." you walk ahead and gesture for her to follow
>And she does
"Nice talking to you, Sunset." waving a hand at her "See you soon."
>"Well, this is goodbye, for now" she returns the motion
>You both walk the same path home, not noticing the other, just wandering in your own silly, little world
>"Anon?" she snaps you out of your trance
"I DON'T HAVE MONEY, DON'T MUG ME!" you jump out of your own skin
>Both of you stop walking
>She giggles
>Does she thinks this is funny?
"What? It's a bad neighborhood."
>"No, it's not, Anon. No it's not."
>She's right, you're a pussy that likes pussy
>"So do you live nearby?" she asks
"Yeah." you respond with a calm heart
>"Cool, we're neighbors, kinda..."
>Sparks fly as you walk and chat with Sunset Shimmer, you swear her smile brightens the dark, gloomy surroundings around you, her voice silences all the doubts in your heart about her, and her laughter...oh her laughter brings out the most joyous of emotions in you
>She halts
>"Well, this is my stop."
>Her house, a simple house, a dull-colored green coating, it looks like it can house a family of three or four, or a lonely, high school girl
>"See ya, Anon"
>Walking towards her door, she turns her back at you and...that sweet, sweet thicc ass
>How could God create such a creature with perfect combination of tits-to-ass ratio
>The only think you could think about while walking back home is Sunset Shimmer
>What a gal
>Opening the door, you are greeted by your older sister, Gilda, playing CoD on her PS3 while her feet are resting on the wooden, coffee table
>"Sup, Dweeb, what took you so long...HEY, SHITHEAD, WHERE'D YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!" tapping buttons on her controller while shouting obscenities at her teammates
>The loud explosions in the background blowing what's left of your eardrums
"Just chatted with a friend..."
>The entire time walking and talking with Sunset, you've kept the spaghetti in your pocket from spilling
>From your pockets, without magic, you pull out a plastic bag of spaghetti
"and I got breakfast for tomorrow morning"
>You show her the food
>"Nice, well why are you showing it to me? Put it in the fridge, you dimwit." still playing her vidya
>You do as what she said and head to your room, your sanctuary
>Now laying on your bed, waiting for sleeps's warm embrace, and the last thing you thought before drifting to the wonderful land of dreams is that ass, that sweet ass, you wonder what she's doing or dreaming right now...

>OHHOHOHO IT'S A FLASHBACK
>About 2 hours ago
>Checking yourself out on the mirror in your room
>The tie looks a bit crooked
>Behind you, you can hear your sister giving out specific information about tonight's event
>"...the food and drinks that are free tonight are for students and school faculty only."
"If students are allowed, why don't you go get the food yourself?" you ask
>"Because I have a mission to finish, Dweeb!" she runs out of the room and jumps over the sofa and perfectly lands her rear on it, quickly swiping the controller from the small, coffee table in front of her and placing her feet on it, she resumes her gaming rampage
>"BE BACK HOME BY 10! LET'S GET THIS SHIT STARTED!"







~~~

>The shroud of silence in the room got pierced as every person all around you returns to what they were doing before the commotion, chatting and generally just hanging out with friends
 >Bulk wipes off the stream of tears from his face with his shirt and whimpers at you
>Flash chuckles and gives Bulk a good ol' pat to the back for being such a good boy
>What a fucking faggot!
>"We'll see you later after class, Anon." as they walk out of the cafeteria, your eyes wander all around the crowded and noisy room, you find that Flash left his guitar on the bench
>This is weird in itself since he never lets go of that garbage
>He's practically in love with that thing
>You move closer to the instrument, your fingers running down the delicate texture, examining the fine details of such work of art
>Flash is a faggot for not buying a damn case
>Just looking at it without a case  cringes you, like why even get a nice guitar if you're not going to keep it in a case
>Just why
*Gruuumble*
>The sound of your stomach's grumble reminds you that you still haven't eaten lunch yet
>In that sea of expensive delicacy, that sandwich was the cheapest and that was the only thing you can afford
>You lower your head in defeat, finding ways to sate your hunger
>You can't ask Gilda, she'll beat up Bulk for taking your sandwich
>Flash won't loan you money and you doubt Bulk even knows what money is
>That retarded fuck
*Grummmble*
>You are screwed
>"Uhh, Anon?" you feel a warm feeling of a hand on your shoulder, you look up to search for the owner of said hand
>It's Sunset Shimmer...
>OH SHIT, IS SHE GOING TO TAKE YOUR REMAINING LUNCH MONEY?



>Your heart beat skips, a hint of fear is seen in your eyes and she knows it
*Gruuumle*
>Not now Stomach!
>"Anon, is someone sitting beside you and is that your guitar?" she asks
"N-no one is and no, it's Flash's." she takes a seat besides you, you can see judgemental eyes glaring at Sunset in every corner of the room
>Does she know this?
>"Hey, Anon. What are you having for lunch?" her eyes did not meet yours as she opens a can of Sunny D
>Oh she's here to talk and not to steal your money
"I 'was' having a sandwich but somebody ate it without asking and that certain somebody got his feelings hurt."
>"So that's why you shout earlier..." she grins, "but don't worry, Anon. I got you covered." only here your eyes meet once more, the glint of her cyan eyes brings hope to your damned hunger
>Out from her bag, she produces a very familiar sandwich
>She reaches out and hands it to you
>Your dumbfounded at such why would she even think about your well-being
>A large portion of students move out of the cafeteria and head to their respective classrooms but only a few remains
>Removing the plastic that covers your salvation, the scent of the sandwich's mayo, ham and vegies overwhelms you it's enough to make a grown man cry, but you won't cry in front of girl



>Would you?
"But why?" you carelesly start chewing down on the sandwich, crumbs, mayo and some vegies spread near your mouth
>She chuckles as you gulp down the last piece of the sandwich
>"Just think of it as payment for the Sunny D." she gulps down the remaining content of her drink and places the empty can on top of the table
>"You've got some crumbs on your face, Anon." she points out all over your face, "Just let me--" she takes out her hankerchief and proceeds to remove the pieces of food from your face
>She looks at you, and once again you find yourself lost in her gaze
>Those beautiful cyan eyes gazing at you, petrifies your worries
>She finishes cleaning your face but she didn't remove the blush on your face
>You hide your face but this only arouses her suspicion, she moves closer to inspect at you
>The remaining students turn their faces at you, some are blushing, others are snickering but all are wondering
>What's your relationship with Sunset
>She's a cute
>"Hey, Anon. Did you study for the math quiz next week?" she asks
>Did you?
"I-I didn't..." you sighed in defeat, "I don't even have notes and I'm sure Miss Harshwhinny's quiz is going to be harder than Miss Cheerilee's."

>"Do you want some help, Anon? You know I could tutor you on this." she pulls out notebooks, books and a pen from her bag, "I am the top student of Canterlot High for four years, Anon. I'm sure I could teach you something." she smugly grins at you
>"Wanna come over to my place to study and chill?" her fingers starts to fidget as her eyes start to dash from one side to another, checking out people who could have heard her request, a worried look replaces her once happy face
>The volume of murmurs rise as Sunset expects an answer from you
"Like after class?" you ask back
>"Yeah and this Saturday, Sunday and next week's Monday too." her fears amplifies, "S-so, what do you say, A-Anon?"
>You can't say no to this
"Alright, I'll meet you after class. I still have arts class after dismissal but I think I can skip that one for now."
>Grabbing the guitar, you stand and make your way out
"Bye, Sunset. See you later." you wave a hand at her
>She returns the gesture
>The students that remained to watch the scene went out to do their business
>Leaving Sunset all alone in the cafeteria, caressing the insides of her bag
>Pulling out a tazer from her bag, she softly nestle it against her face
>"At least I didn't have to use this on him..." her unblinking eyes stare off into somewhere, her mind fantasizes about you and her later, alone together in her room and what could happen in those four days
>Anything could happen

~~~
>Roman candles illuminate the dark, sex stagnated surroundings, a single bed in the middle, a feminine figure raising her rear whilst lowering her head on the bed, a male lost in carnal lust as thrust himself in and out of the bacon strip-haired girl; The two frenzied bodies engaging in copulation, both of them panting heavy from the lack of rest
>"Aahhn~" looking at you heartily ramming her ass, she bites her lower lips in anticipation for the climax she's been waiting for, "Ahhnn~, you're doooing it too rough, Anon."
>The bed creaks louder and louder as you pound her harder and harder
>The warm feeling of her anal walls coiling around your length gives you renewed determination
>You grab her by the hair, grip tightening as the climax nears
>The sound of flesh hitting flesh increases and volume, the scent of musk and sweat fills your nose once more
>"AAHHH~"
>She screams a moan as she cums
>A gush of warm liquids makes contact with your balls and thighs
"UHH, here it comes" and not soon after you follow her, you feel your dick getting warmer, your head dizzier
>You shout a manly roar as you fill Sunset Shimmer's ass with viscous semen
"AAAUUHH!!" interrupting Ms. Cheerilee's class with a scream that can only be classified as a virgin male climaxing for the first time
>You wake up from your deep slumber, arms raised and standing, while she looks at you confused and mortified
>The students share the same expression and emotion with their beloved teacher
>All of them staring directly at you, the women in the class have their mouths agape while the men pass smirking looks to each other
>They know
>"M-Mr. Anonymous, would you please sit down." she gestures for you to sit
>You nod and follow her instructions
>"As I was saying, substitute the 'X' with..." turning her back at you, she continues her lesson, pointing on words and numbers on the board that you clearly don't understand
>You should have stayed awake
>The class resumes as normal
>A few murmurs from here and there
>But all is normal
>Except there's a small cum stain on your pants
>Not really visible, but you can feel it, warm and sticky
>You disgust yourself sometimes

>The day past quicker than expected
>Probably since you fell asleep the entire afternoon
>Man, math is sooo boring
>So this is the reason why you're failing in this class
>Walking down the hallway you see a sea of students walking to and away from their lockers
>You go with the flow, walking en route to your locker
>"Sup, Anon." a familiar blue-haired jock twists a knob and slams his locker open, "Have you seen my guitar lately, Anon? I've been looking for it everywhere!"
>Oh fuck
>You left the guitar in Ms. Cheerilee's room
"Fuck, I left it in Ms. Cheerilee's room, it's hanging behind my seat."
>You grab your locker by the handle and it swings open freely
"Thanks for keeping it safe Anon. Oh yeah, Bulk went home earlier saying he was really sorry about your sandwich."
>It takes a few moments for your brain to register that something is very wrong
>It swung open without much force
>It was locked when you last left it but
>"Band practice starts in half an hour, that leaves me with ten minutes to get my guitar. So do you wanna eat at Sugar Cube Corner; My treat."
"Hold the fuck up Flash." you scavenge your locker
>After checking thoroughly, it seems that the only thing that was missing is...a shirt
>Who the hell would waste time picking a locker open only to steal one damned shirt!
>You're more confused than angry
>"What's wrong Anon?"
"Somebody picked the lock on my locker and stole one of my reserved shirt."
>Closing the locker and lightly banging your head against it
>Well look on the bright side
>One less shirt to wash every week
>'Very optimistic Anon'
>'Why thank you, Anon.'
>"So is that a yes or a no?" Flash grabs you by the shoulder, looking deep into your eyes
>This is gay
"Flash stop being gay and hell yeah! Why wouldn't I agree to that, free food to chow down on."


~~~

>Distracting you from your own thinking are series of blurry movements behind Flash, it seems those are just students walking by
>You can't really tell since your head is still hazed
>He breaks his hold on you
>The other students gather around, forming a circle, trying to piece what's the commotion all about
>"It isn't gay, Anon. It's what friends do, you know, inviting friends to chill and hang out."
>The crowd collectively sighed, it looks as though they were expecting a fight or a break up
>The dispersing crowd just made you remembered that you had after school plans with Sunset Shimmer
"Crap! I'm supposed to study with Sunset later. Flash, I'm sorry, but I really need to go with her."
>His eye twitches as he hear her name
>"S-Sunset? That manipulative bitch?" his eyes tear up a bit, "But why, Anon? I know you're failing in class but why her? Can't you just study with me and Bulk?"
>Woah! This is getting uncomfortable
"Flash, we both know that you know jack shit about math, and Sunset turned into a new leaf ,she changed herself for the better, and plus she's the best option for me right now. Don't worry it'll just be like four days?"
>"F-four days! Anon it's clear that you don't know anything about her!" he screams, "She's nothing but trouble. Do you remember that she used to bully you around: Taking your money and even locking you in your own locker?"
>Oh yeah, how could you forget that
>Was it the ass or the tits?
>All eyes are intently staring at you and Flash, the crowd that died down came back to life as they marched around you two, surrounding and enclosing both of you in a circle
>You better find a way to escape before it becomes a fight club
>Or drama club
"Gotta go fast!"
>You managed to find a way out of there, dashing through every hole you can fit
>'Through every hole you can fit' pfft
>The walk to her house was uneventful and tiring but it didn't deter your determination to study
>And there it is in it's greatest glory, the dull-colored green house, brighten only by the sun's setting colors, and it's front door where you first gazed at her sweet, voluptuous behind
>Hnng
>You gaze into the distance, bathing and enjoying the view of the setting sun
"What a beautiful Sunset."
>If you play your cards right tonight, you might get some action
>Well that's an 'if'
>You walk up to the door to knock but even before your knuckles reached the wooden door
>It opens, revealing Sunset Shimmer in her pajamas with a wet hairdo
>Her hair implies that she just got out of the shower
>She has a really nice cleavage, you got to commend her on that one
>"Hey, Anon. Wanna come up stairs and study..." there's a small pause and a hint of hesitation before she continues, "together?"
>Not thinking about anything other than your sister, Gilda, kicking your ass if you fail this year
>You mindlessly waltz in her house, oblivious to her crimson red face hidden behind her bacon hair
>Entering her humble home, you notice that the interior decor is a bit quaint and mostly barren of trinkets
>You don't notice her locking the door, and hiding the key in her pocket
>"Follow me, Anon. I'll show you up stairs." moving towards the stairs, she stops and gestures for you to follow
>You gladly walk behind her and especially when both of you walk up the stairs
>Her ass bouncing as she makes her steps
>Wow! You're mesmerize by her ass. Aren't you?
>As you reached up the stairs, in a hallway, greeting you are two doors facing each other, one door has a sunset emblem taped on it and the other is just a plain, wooden, brown door
>She opens the door and walks in
>You follow behind her
>"So, Anon. Are we studying polynomials today?" she jumps onto her bed, lying flat on her back with half-lidded eyes is Sunset, and your eyes meet not with her own but her beautiful cleavage
>Man, she's giving you a lot of sights to see
"Y-yeah, polynomials." you stutter hoping she doesn't notice a small tent on your pants
>"Ms. Harshwhinny's test is actually easy, Anon."
"Easy for you, Miss 'I am Canterlot High's top student, four years running'." that brought a small chuckle from her
>"Asking you if you have notes would be redundant since you mostly sleep in class, right?" she asks
>Wait, how does she know? She's not in any of your class
>Well she might have heard other students commenting on your behaviour in school
>"Don't worry, Anon. I'll go get my bag downstairs and in the meantime, you could just make yourself at home."
>She hurriedly runs out of the door, her footsteps audible even when she's far from you
>You let your eyes wander in her room, exploring her sanctuary
>You're amazed that it has a lot of pink-colored items scattered all around
>'Isn't this the first time you're in a girl's room, Anon?'
>Gilda's room doesn't count since the criteria is girl girl and not carpet muncher
>Your eyes focus on a paper taped on her closet door
>You stand up and walk to it
>Looking closer, you find that it has hearts drawn all over it
>'What's behind this door?'
>Curiosity got the best of you as you opened the door slowly, turning the knob as it makes a click, your heart pounds out of your chest
>Is she hiding skeletons in her closet?
>Bad dragon dildos, maybe?
>A body?
>What the fuck?
>It's just a broom wearing a shirt with your face taped on the grip of the broom and each open space in the closet is filled with pictures...of you
>And is that a green dildo attached right below the shirt?
>'Wait a minute...' it takes a moment for your brain to register what you're looking at, 'isn't that shirt yours and isn't that your face?'
"What the fu--"
>A flash of blue and a surge of unbearable pain from your back interrupts your confusion
>And you fall to the cold floor, unconscious
>"Welcome home, Dear..." Sunset's face is stuck with a maniacal smile and pinprick-sized pupils as she her grip on the taser tightens


~~~

>"F-four days! Anon it's clear that you don't know anything about her!" you scream at your bro, "She's nothing but trouble. Do you remember that she used to bully you around: Taking your money and even locking you in your own locker?"
>You are Flash Sentry and why is it so hard to explain these simple reasons to him
>Actually, why doesn't he understand that she's nothing but a cheap whore
>You try to get his attention by grabbing his arm but it only fails miserably as he roars his battle cry, "Gotta go fast!"
>His shout echoes through out the hallway gathering more attention
>He's making a damn scene!
>And without a second to waste, he runs faster than the school's track team best runner
>Dodging each obstacles that was thrown at him and sliding into holes
"God damn it, Anon! Did you forget she blew up a part of the school or that she turned into a she-demon and tried to enslave us! you scream at him hoping it reaches his deaf ears
>He is really determined to pass his math class
>"He's studying with HER?" one of the drama club member asked
>"Oh shit! I hope nothing's going to happen to him. Poor guy." and even the geek is sorry for him
>The students move aside making a clear path for you
>As the crowd begins scatter, your head hangs as you walk with only one destination in mind, his classroom
>You ignore the rising murmurs from the student body behind you
>Stopping in front of the door, you're sure this is his room
>You take a peek at the glass window
>And there it is, hanging behind Anon's chair is your guitar in pristine condition
>It looks like he didn't try to smash it or bash someone with it like last time
>The heavy feeling from your chest alleviates a bit
>You should really buy a case for your instrument
"Time to go to band practice, I guess." the door creaks as you open it>A month after Anon hurriedly left for Sunset's house


>And a month after  Anon was reported missing
>Be a worried Flash Sentry
>After what happened to Anon, you can't forgive yourself for not stopping him, for not convincing him that she's bad news, and for not running after him and explain it better, but instead you went for your damn guitar
>And now, he's gone as if he was never there
>You and Bulk lost a best friend that day
>The last month was total hell for you, going everywhere posting missing fliers, asking people if they've seen Anon, and even skipping classes to go search after him, Bulk even comes with you, but sometimes you need an alibi, so he stays
>But the one who took it the hardest was his sister, Gilda
>She called him multiple times, and each time he never answered, she grew anxious
>The look of terror on her face was burned into your mind, and you could have prevented this had you tried harder to convince Anon
>You three lost a friend and a brother
>You feared the worst but it did happen
>Anon's gone, and not only him, but also Sunset
>Did they elope?
>Were they even in a relationship before?
> The world coated in a dark paint with stars shimmering upon the world, another moonless night it is
>You sigh, taking one last sip on your beer can, the steady spin of the ceiling fan blowing cool air to you, and the buzzing of the static TV in front of you keeps you wide awake
>You're not sure if it's the sound that keeps you awake...or the guilt
"Anon, where ever you are, I hope that nothing bad happened to you; But don't worry bud, one day, we'll meet again, and when we do, let's drink some cheap booze with Bulk, just the three of us and no 'Sis Gilda will bash my skull in if she knew you drank beer' excuse, and then let's talk about how are lives have been, how much of an asshole our bosses are, or that co-workers curvy ass or her sweet rack...I just hope you're okay, Anon." streams of tears pour from your eyes as you reminisce the days you spent with Anon
>That damned idiot

>Bad End