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- >There’s a rhythmic beeping in your ear.
- >Your eyes crack open and you are hit with a splitting headache.
- >You’re in a hospital, any moron could figure that out.
- >What the fuck.
- >What happened last night?... Oh yeah, you got drunk on vodka and almost swapped spit with Rarity.
- >You feel a chill go down you spine.
- >No more booze for you.
- >”Ah you’re up!”
- >You look over to the door to see a white mare with pink mane.
- And you would be?
- >”Nurse Redheart”
- Okay, can you tell me what happened.
- >”Miss Rarity brought you here, she said that she found you passed out on her floor and you weren’t breathing, she was inebriated so we called a cab to take her home.”
- >She pauses and stick a thermometer in your ear.
- >”We thought she had brought in a corpse after we took you in, you were so cold in stiff we were about ready to send you to the morgue, but you’re pulse told us otherwise. “
- >Redheart pauses.
- >”It’s not every day we have the Spirit of Winter in Ponyville hospital.”
- Wait what? How cold was I?
- >The white mare takes a look at you chart.
- >”Nurse Hollyhock took your temperature when you first came in; it says your skin temperature was 36.4 degrees and your core was 60.02 degrees”
- >Jesus Christ.
- So if you knew I’m immortal then why keep me here?
- >”Equestrian law dictates that if an unconscious or severely injured patient is brought in, then the hospital has to take care of them until a diagnosis is made or they wake up”
- >You don’t even want to try and figure out how healthcare woks here.
- So when will I be allowed to leave?
- >”Well now that you’re awake I’ll have to get your vitals before you leave. But first you need to have some breakfast.”
- >Nurse Redheart wheels in a small table. On it is a Greek salad without the cheese and two cups of jello.
- >Something’s wrong with the jello though... It’s not frozen.
- -----------
- >After you consume you’re vegetarian breakfast Nurse Redheart take your vitals.
- >”According to your records sent to use from Canterlot, everything appears to be normal.”
- >You grunt in reply.
- >”Looks like you’re good to go Mr. Anonymous”
- Thanks.
- >You swing your legs over the bed and stand on the warm tile floor
- >There's a mirror next to your bed along with a sink. Looking into it you cringe at what's staring back at you.
- >Your hair has become a tangled mess, black bags are forming under your eyes and dirty five o'clock shadow only adds to the mess that is your face.
- >Turning the handles of the faucet, cupping your hands under the water you splash your face and begin to scrub your face down.
- >The water turns gray after your lather your face with soap washing all the dirt away.
- >Normally you'd be a little grossed out at all the grime coming off of you, but all you can really think about is what happened last night.
- >The minute you do so before your eyes flashes things you can’t make out accompanied by a loud screech that make your headache return.
- >You stumble slightly.
- >”Are you alright Mr. Anonymous?”
- >You look to your left and see that Redheart has returned with a wheelchair.
- Yeah.. just a bit of a head rush.
- >You quickly throw off your hospital gown and put on the pair of pants and with sash that Rarity has given you.
- >You complacently sit while she wheels you out, your too busy to care, you just want to figure out what exactly happened last night.
- >You remember the wine, the Vodka and leaning in to kiss Rarity after that everything just goes blank
- >”Here we are, you’re free to go Mr. Anonymous.”
- Thanks
- >”Have a nice day now.”
- Yeah you too.
- >Now you’re just a shirtless freak with nothing to do.
- >You could go to Twilight’s house and get your jacket so you’d no longer be a shirtless freak...
- ----------
- >You've decided that you should probably go get your jacket from Twilight.
- >You should just let her keep it.
- >No.
- >It probably stinks.
- >We need to get it back.
- >It’s probably all stiff and shit.
- >We’ll get it washed.
- >Don’t do this dude.
- >Too late we’re already here.
- >You can hear the muffled voices of Twilight and Spike inside.
- >Well here goes nothing.
- >You give Twilight door a few knock before it opens up.
- >It’s Twilight .
- >”Oh hi Anon! Where were you last night?”
- >You lie.
- Hey Twilight, Rarity didn’t have my cloths done, she went to bed after putting these pants together for me, and I just slept on the couch.
- >”Oh! Okay then, so why are you here?”
- Well I kind of need my jacket.
- >”Of course! It’s just over here on the rack.”
- >Surrounded by s purple aura your jacket is hovered over to.
- >"I sewed all the buttons on and mended some of the tears on it."
- >You give Twilight a weak smile.
- Thanks.
- >You turn around but before you can walk off Twilight stop’s you.
- >”Anon, what really happened at Rarity’s house last night.”
- Nothing.
- >”I saw Rarity drag you off to the hospital. Please Anon I just want to help”
- I’m telling you nothing happened.
- >”You don’t have to hide anything from me Anon... I really care about you and I don’t want anything bad to happen.”
- >Twilight places her hoof on your shoulder.
- >When she does this a white light flashes for a split second in front of your eyes accompanied by a loud screech.
- >This makes your head hurt again.
- Please... Just leave me alone Twilight.
- >”Anon please just tell me...”
- Leave me alone.
- >”Don’t do this.”
- Leave-me-alone.
- >”Anon-“
- LEAVE ME ALONE!!
- >You then turn your body into ice and are taken away by a gust of wind you created.
- >You sweep up your cloths along with you.
- >Your body and you clothes are blown out Twilights sight.
- >As you have just stated you need to be alone.
- >You don’t care where you go you just want to be alone.
- ----------
- >You end up landing under a blossoming tree.
- >This will do just fine.
- >You reform your body and quickly get dressed. Your naked ass isn't something everyone has not seen before.
- >Everything seems gray. It's not exactly overcast, but everything is still gray.
- >Wine, candles, vodka, kiss...
- >What happened after that?
- >You got the wine, you went upstairs, you got drunk and you almost tonged Rarity... What happened next!?
- >Wine, candles, vodka, kiss.
- >Wine, candles, vodka, kiss.
- >Your head hurts again and there is a slight ringing in your ears.
- >Why...
- >You were a happy little hermit living in a Yurt, killing wolves and eating caribou and now you're a fucking immortal supernatural being responsible for bringing about winter.
- >Maybe some more booze wouldn't be so bad.
- >”ANON!!”
- >You cringe slightly. Everything seems so loud.
- >”Oh thank Celestia ah found yah! An you wer right under mah nose too!”
- >You look up... dull pinke apple blossoms... why didn't you see that before.
- Hey AJ.
- >”No time to talk, ah need you tah help me clear out some ghosts.”
- >Applejack is wearing horseshoes around her neck and a yoke with some weird writing on it
- What?
- >”Tha Orchard’s haunted! An since you’re a sprit an all ah thought you could get em ta go away.
- >You sigh.
- How do you figure it’s haunted?
- >Applejack is now an inch away from your face and has now hushed her voice.
- >”A few day ago ah was havin mahself a nap under one of the apple trees. “
- Mhm.
- >”An then out ah nowhere I felt a gust a wind colder than anything I've ever felt. I woke up all frightened like and then ah heard a ghostly laugh on the wind!”
- >Jesus H. Christ.
- >”An ever since I’ve been tryin tah chasem away an-
- Appljack...
- >”Have you seen any ghosts Anon? Is that a thing that comes with being winte-“
- Appljack!
- >"I’ll ask questions later, cmon ya need t-"
- APPLEJACK!
- >”...”
- There are no ghosts in the orchard; I just blew some cold air on you for a goof. You don’t have anything to worry about.
- >”Oh...”
- >You didn't have to be an ass about it.
- S-sorry about that.
- >”Well ya should be sorry. Scarin me like that, now I’ve gotta go calm granny smith and Big Mac down.”
- Yeah
- >Awkward Silence.
- >”What’s wrong sugar cube?”
- >Not this shit again again.
- Nothing.
- >”Ah know somthins wrong, you don have ta worry about tellin me anything Sugarcube”
- >You should talk to someone.
- >Why?
- >Because it’s good for you.
- >You sigh as Applejack sits next to you.
- It’s, just that... Don’t’ touch me... something happened to me last night...
- >You explain everything that happened with Rarity the previous night.
- >Applejack is now look long and hard at you.
- >”That’s odd... an why don’t you want me touchin you?”
- When Twilight touched my shoulder I got a splitting headache and there was a loud ringing in my ears, I told her to leave me alone, and then I yelled at her.
- >”Now wha’d ya have ta go and yell at her Anon?"
- I don't know.
- >”Listen how about we discuss this over a couple of drinks."
- >With the how the last set of drinks went.
- No thanks.
- >”Anon please, you honestly think I’m gonna try an suck face with you?.”
- Yes.
- >”I’ll be honest with ya, I’ll never try ta do anything with you, ah don’t like you like that”
- What element did you say you were?
- >”Honesty.”
- >You look long and hard into Applejack eyes.
- >She doesn't flinch or smile in the slightest.
- Alright, I trust you.
- >”Alright where do ya wanna go then?”
- Don’t know, you decide.
- >”how about we go to-“
- >”Appljack!”
- >From behind both of you, you hear a small voice with a southern drawl to it.
- >You look back to see three little filly’s running toward you and Applejack, all wearing the same get up as Applejack
- >”Were back from Zecoras house an she gave us this powder to sprinkle around the orchard!”
- >”Applebloom, we don need that anymore”
- >”What!? Wha not?”
- >”Caus I found out the ghost was O’l Anon here."
- >Now all three fillies are looking at you, one being Sweetie Belle
- >You give a little wave.
- >”Hi Anon!”
- Hey Sweetie Belle, how’s your sister doing?
- >”She’s sick, she said she has something called a ‘hangover’."
- So what’s with the get up?
- >”Were trying to Help Applejack"
- >All three of them shout in unison.
- >”Cutiemark Crusader ghost hunters!”
- >You try not to laugh your ass off after hearing this.
- >”Anon? Wait you’re that hoomin everypony was tawkin about a couple month ago?”
- >The orange filly interjects.
- >”Of course he is, you ever see anything that looks like him?”
- >”Well now that ya say it, no”
- >Applejack now has her hoof on your shoulder and surprisingly nothing is happing.
- >you look over Applejack who is now darting her eyes over in the opposite direction signaling that you two should probably leave.
- >”Wait, Rarity said he’s some king of spirit now.”
- >”Spririt of wut?”
- >”She said winter”
- >”So what what does that mean?”
- >”*ugh* it mEans he makes winter come”
- >The three collectively gasps excitedly.
- >Now they are all tugging on your pants as you and Applejack are trying to slip away.
- >”Anon! Do you think yoo could heylp us get our Cutiemakrs?”
- What?
- >”Our Cutie marks! They represent our special tAlent"
- >You look over at applejack who points her hoof to her flank
- >It’s a circle of three apple, well no surprise there
- I don’t know I've got... special winter things to do... Yeah
- >”We can help you!”
- >All three of them are now looking up at you
- >”Pleeeeease?”
- >You look over Applejack who rolls her eyes and nods.
- Alright.
- >They all cheer.
- >”CUITEMARK CRUSADER WINTER SPRITES!!”
- >
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