Aug 2017

>"Anon how was your day?"
"It was okay, just the typical grind. Apple Jack had me working later than usual. You know how cider season can be."
>"Is it about that time?! Celestia, where does the days go?"
"Well, time is most definitely a strange mistress. I try my best to not think about it so much. No point on dwelling on the past ya know?"
>"Y-yeah..."
Hm? Lyra are you okay? You seem a little bothered.
>"Is that noticeable?
"Uh yeah, you're overfilling your mug.
>"Shitshitshit!"
Lyra language!
>"Oh please, don't pretend you do swear as well."
"Hahaha, yeah you're fucking right. But I do suppose I am to blame. After all, you do hang around me often.
>"..."
"So are you gonna tell me what's up?"
>"..."
"Lyra you can tell me."
>"Anon... do you know what today it is?"
Uhh, tuesday?
>"Well, you're not wrong but that's not the answer I'm looking for."
"Hmm, taco... tuesday?"
>"NO ANON! It's been a year! A YEAR!"
Uhh... assume I'm retarded..
>"Ugh..."
"I'm sorry Lyra, I'm really bad at keeping track of things. Did something significant happen?"
>"You tell me."
"Can I get a hint? Before your stare kills me.
>It involves us.
"Us? Us...us...uhh.."
>"When we first..."
"Met?"
>"FINALLY!"
"Holy crap, has it been that long?
>"Mhm"
"Wow... I'm sorry I didn't notice sooner."
>"As long as you figured it out I'm okay with it."
"O-okay, but I do kinda feel bad."
>"Don't worry about it"
"No, I have to worry about it. Its been a year since I met the one pony that means so much to me. We should go out and do something. Like watch a movie, or maybe eat out. Or we could..."
>"Cuddle."
"Yeah cuddle! Wait what?"
>"T-too much?"
"N-no it's not, it just so outta left field."
>"I mean we don't have to if you don't want to."
"Well, if that's what you want, I'm game."
>"GREAT! I mean...Okay. Is the couch okay?"

>Be Anon, the only homosapien that resides in a world of talking magical equines.
>One of your first friends you made in this world is asking for cuddles.
>It's not everyday that someone ask you for bit of intimate engagement, but you feel the need abide to Lyra's request.
>You can't help but feel a bit nervous about the whole idea. Back where you came from, cuddling with someone meant that there is something special happening between both parties.
>Does the same apply to this world too?
>You watch your mintfriend clean up the spill she made a bit earlier on the coffee table. The caffeinated aroma fills the air.
>Lyra's coffees has always been good. Whenever you visit her place she would always serve you a hot cup Joe without asking.
>I guess it just seems more courteous and more inviting that way. I mean after all, who is gonna turn down something that is hoof made and served hot?
"Do you need a hand?"
>"No I'm good. I might have to make some more."
>You take a sip of the brew from your mug. Damn it's good, you wish you had more.
"It's alright, I already had my fill for today.
>She turns to you, looking with her golden eyes almost disappointed.
>"Are you sure? It won't be any trouble at all. And besides I still want make a bit more for myself."
"If it's not too much trouble, knock yourself out."
>Her ears perk at the response. Her face fills with delight and a bit excitement. She looks cute when she looks happy.
>"Fantastic! I've been working on something recently and I want to have a second opinion it."
"How is this anything different from the stuff you made earlier?"
>You put your empty mug on the table. Lyra proceeds to levitate your mug and hers along with the empty pot. Your body feels warm from the brew.
>"Well, since it's our anniversary, I thought I do something a bit special.
>Lyra rubs her forhoof a bit nervously.
>"A-and when we finish that we'll... You know."
"Cuddle?"
>"Y-yeah that! Just wait here while I get everything fixed up."


>Be Lyra, nervous as fuck. Anon agreed to your request. You didn't think it would be that simple but now there is no turning back.
>You carried mugs and pot to the kitchen and began to clean them thoroughly in the sink.
>You contemplate whether your request was a bit too forward. Sure, you known him for a year but he has been a great influence in your life.
>When you first met him he was lost. unsure about the world around. He was nothing that you had ever seen in your life before.
>The closest thing to his physique you have seen before was a minotaur.
>But he looks a lot smoother and sleek. He is definitely more compassionate than those creatures.
>He was just roaming in a open field while you were playing one of your musical pieces with your lyre.
>He was tantalized by your tune that he approached you.
>You were scared at first but he wasn't threatening. He ended up being one of your audiences.
>After playing a few tunes, he asked about...well, everything!
>What is this place? how did he get here? Who I was?
>At first you didn't know what to think. He was like a filly that was born just yesterday.
>You couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
>Eventually, you took him to Ponyville.
>Most of the other ponies thought you were crazy to bring him there.
>But with the little assist of Twilight, He ended up becoming part of the community.
>As time went by, he already established a name for himself. He wasn't call the only human in Equestria. He became just Anon.
>Ponies respected him like he was one of their own.
>He is quite independent. The princesses were willing to provide him with financial aid but he simply declined it.
>Applejack offered her barn to sleep in and a place to work.
>After he got situated, you hardly seen much of him. But you did often worry about him.
>And just when you thought you wouldn't get the chance to see him again, he knocked on your front door.

>He wanted to see how you doing. You invited him inside your house and engaged in one of the longest conversation in your life.
>You asked him about his life and prospects during his stay in Ponyville. He mentions that everypony is so friendly and inviting.
>He goes on about the work he does along side Applejack.
>And lastly mentions that Twilight is trying find out how he got here.
>Curiously you asked about life before he came to Equestria. Apparently things were difficult for him. You can't help but feel sorrow for the life that he lived.
>To deviate from the topic that plagued him, you decided to make some coffee courtesy of Bonbon.
>She gifted you a coffee machine way back when. She thought that since you stay late writing sheet music, that you could use it to give yourself an edge on sleep.
>After making a brew for him and yourself, he commented on how good it was.
>Now you're no expert on coffee making, but hearing that made you feel good about yourself.
>As days went by, Anon would visit your home from time to time. Keeping you updated about things happening about his life and wanting to keep up with yours.
>Just to keep things fresh, you end up purchasing various blends of coffee just so the taste doesn't get dull. It really gives you and anon something to have in common.
>Sometimes you would play your lyre while Anon basks in the comfort of your melodies and brew. Your own private audience to call your friend.
>And ever since, he hasn't stopped. You enjoyed his company everytime you see him. Sometimes you both go out in enjoy the various festivities that takes place around Ponyville. From the spook scary Nightmare Night to the cool wholesome holiday that is Hearth's Warming day.
>What ever the occasion may be, you can always count on Anon to always think of you.
"Lyra everything okay in there?"
>Crap! How long were you reminiscing?
>"I'm okay! Just really making sure that everything is clean.
>You lied.
"Well alright, take your time."

>Be Anon again. You just watched watched Lyra hastily grabbed the dishes into the kitchen.
>You can't help but feel that Lyra feels as nervous as you are. But secretly you feel a bit of excitement.
>Sure, you known Lyra for quite some time. However, it is a bit hard to believe its been a year already.
>When you first came to this world, your mind was all over the place. you remember vaguely of a white light.
>Next thing you knew, you woke up in a middle of an open field. Nature sparked all your senses. It was completely
different than the city life you onced lived it.
>You remebered a time where it was difficult to make ends meat. Your job was rather shitty, your boss was insufferable,
and my god the customers. If God made people just to be a leech to feed of your misfortune, would slap the holy shit out of him.
>But you suppose all things are temporary. After all, you did end up in a world where ponies could talk, and cast magic.
>You could of sworn that your dealer slipped a little something extra into your vice to make you believe all this was real. But here you are, one year strong.
>Those were lowly times, but all that is behind you. Everyone here is so welcoming and supportive. If it wasn't for Lyra, you probably would have been equestria's sasquatch.
>Lyra. Just thinking of her really makes your heart race. Its like a wave of emotions that envelop you in a cozy blanket.

>There is so much to say about you minty friend. She's out going, talented, compassionate, endearing, you could go on.
>The day you first met her, you have never been more at ease with yourself in your entire life.
>Something about the way she plays her music and pulls you into her own little symphony really just make you marvel at her grace.
>Man... and the fact that you get the chance to she her whenever you like makes it feel like Christmas every time you do.
>There is so much more you wish to do with this mare. Not just as a friend, but possibly something much more.
>That is if she okay with that.
>Lyra sure is taking awhile. You can still hear the sink running in kitchen. Maybe you should see how she is doing.
"Lyra everything okay in there?"
>"I'm okay! Just really making sure that everything is clean.
"Well alright, take your time."
>You wonder what special blend Lyra is going to make.