spike & anon

>you are spike
>and today, you come back to your house you share with the most popular human in Equestria, Anon
>as you try to get some sleep, a single thought racks your brain, denying it the rest you need
>him
>HIM
>"I...I was nice today."
>"NICE...to all those insipid p0nies..."
>"...answering their STUPID letters."
>"My claws..."
>you begin to scrub at your claws, desperately trying to get something off that clearly isn't there
>"DIRTY! The dirt won't come off!"
>you scream yourself to unconsciousness

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>your sleep does not last
>you lie down, your head being enveloped by the pillow in your basket
>"hah"
>"what a joke"
>"president"
>"President of WHAT!?"
>you glare holes in the object of your ire, Anon himself in a bed adjacent to your personal basket
>"HIS fanclub! How they love him!"
>you crawl slowly and stealthily onto his bed, positioning yourself onto his chest, your face only a half of a foot away from yours
>"Look at him there...lyyyying asleeeep...The idol of millions"
>your eyes twitch as you try to contain your rage
>"He is a fool! A sad, silly little fool..."
>you bring your claws up to your face
>"How easily I could end this farce...with these claws..."
>your claws shake as you speak
>"THESE...DIRTY claws!"
>"AND IN THESE CLAWS, I HOLD THE FATE OF MILLIONS"
>you begin to break down, before noticing Anon's neck
>"They think he's a god, but he's as mortal as we..."
>"...I KNOW! Just one..."
>you twist your claws around an imaginary neck
>"TWIST!"
>your arms fall limp
>"And it's over..."
>a maniacal grin overtakes your draconic face
>"Just... one...squeeeeze..."
>you creep to his neck, placing your claws on him, feeling his heat, close enough to feel his breath on your face
>suddenly, you snap right up, rigid as a board
>the pain is back
>"Oh no...it's happening again!"
>"UUAAAAAAAGHHH!!!"
>"My brain! My HOT STINGING BRAIIIN!!!"
>you collapse once again
>and this time
>you rest
>...
>forever

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