Anon - That Darn Book [Butterscotch/Anon/spooky]

Full tags: Butterscotch, Anonymous, spooky

>You are Butterscotch, and you are currently humming happily while you sip your herbal tea at the kitchen table
>You are soon off to bed and you’re doing a bit of light reading on the book Birch recommended for you
>Honestly it’s not really that good as she let on, at lest yet. Kind of scary actually
>taking another sip of your relaxing herbal tea you flip another page and keep reading as you set the cup down
>after a few lines you let out a big yawn and blink your eyes, noticing how dry they feel
>it’s time to head off to bed
>You hop off from the chair and start walking towards your and Anons bedroom
>Your husband is currently away for business, he should be arriving home tomorrow
>Letting out another yawn you put the lights off from the hallway to the bedroom and walk in
>Glancing back at the empty house, you can’t help but to think it does feel a bit eerie like this
>You flip the lights off from your bedroom as well and climb into the large double bed you and Anon share
>You settle down, and then lie there, waiting for yourself to drift off to sleep
>You open your eyes and sit up a bit, shifting ab-
>You freeze
>There’s a dark shape in the doorway
>With cold dread running your body, you stay still and stare at the form
>with this much darkness you are not sure if it is moving or not... wait a minute!
>you breathe out a sign of relief
>It’s just Anons long coat and hat he left on the chair once again
>You shake your head and shift onto your side
>Only to freeze once again in horror
>Anons coat and hat lie in a pile on the floor
>You feel the sense of dread return as you hear something moving about, walking from the entrance of the bed to Anons side of the bed...
>You sigh at your own stupidity.
>”Welcome back honey”
>There’s a very weak sounding groan behind you as Anon lies onto his side of the bed
>You shake your head as you smile goofily
>There are no other humans in Equestria except Anonymous. He must have gotten back home already from his business trip, since it’s nothing uncommon
>You make a mental note to tell Birch how paranoid her slightly creepy book made you and how you almost gave your husband a heart attack
>You can hear Anon breathing behind your back already, unmoving
>Aww, so tired not even a little goodnight kiss? Shame on him...
>”Welcome back Honey~”
>There’s no answer, just Anon's steady breathing. Did he fall asleep already? Then again it’s pretty late, he must have been up for ungodly amount of hours
>You start to close your eyes again, resisting the urge to turn around and snuggle against him, waking him up
>Just as you are about to close your eyes you notice the letter on your nightstand
>Oh right, one arrived earlier today from Anon to you but you forgot all about it due to all the hassle you had to work trough today
>”I forgot to read your letter, hope it was nothing too important...”
>No answer, your loving husband seems to be in such a deep sleep you are sure he’s going to start snoring slightly at any minute now
>Out of curiosity you take the letter into your hooves and open it up, might as well see if it had anything important written on it
>You start to read the letter
>Dear Butterscotch. I’m sorry but I ran into unexpected difficulties so I’ll be back over the weekend. I promise I’ll make it up to y-
>You stop reading as your eyes water and that chilly feeling shoots trough your body once again, making your hairs stand up as you realize three important things simultaneously
>Anon does not own another jacket nor hat like that
>His breathing has been sounding unusual and off all the while he’s been lying on the bed
>The being behind you is not your husband Anonymous
>You open your mouth but find yourself too terrified to speak as a tear rolls down your face as the breathing behind you starts to sound more and more ragged, labored and just wrong
>As you feel something touch you you suddenly jolt and scream while trashing abou-
>the feeling of hard, cold floor
>You blink in surprise as you stare at your kitchen ceiling
>Carefully you sit up and look around
>You are sitting flat on your ass on the kitchen floor
>The chair is behind you, fallen to it's side and the book lays on the floor as well
>Quickly you put the two together and then scrunch while blushing and getting up
>You fell asleep while reading and had a nightmare
>You lift the chair back up and then put the book back on the table
>No more of this story for you
>Shaking your head you flip the lights off from the kitchen and turn around so you can head to the bedr-
>You jump back in shock and stare at a corner as a feeling of dread shoots trough your body, making your eyes moisten a bit
>...
>You could have sworn you saw the same humanoid shape there
>You stare at the corner, too scared to look away
>but only for a while before growling a bit angrily and shaking your head, and then relaxing your body and heading off to the hallway that leads to your bedroom
>”That’s the last creepy book I’ll read in a while...”
>Anon is going to have a field day when you tell him you got this scared due to reading a book and staying home alone
>With a scrunch on your face you decide to keep this a secret from him, he’d just poke fun at you...

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