Magic school 9

>Looking at the door, you watch Pinkie Pie bounce in, instantly taking notice of you.
>”Twilight, you're back!”
>She rushes over to you, wrapping you up in a hug.
>”Oh I missed you, it was almost like when Rainbow Dash went to the Wonderbolts academy except you went back again!” It's at this time she begins to relax her hug and takes notice of Anonymous, who is taking a rather large sip of his drink.
>”Oooh, what's that!?”
“This is Anonymous, a friend from magic school.”
>Pinkie pulls out a magnifying glass from out of nowhere and begins to inspect to Anonymous.
>”Hello.” Anonymous tries to greet her, only for Pinkie to run and jump circles around him before looking back at you.
>”Twilight, this isn't a unicorn, are you sure you're going to the right school?”
>You stare at Pinkie Pie for a bit before sighing.
“Pinkie Pie, this is Anonymous. Anonymous, Pinkie pie, one of my best friends.”
>”Hi! I still don't think you're a unicorn, which means Twilight’s going to the wrong school!”
>”No, she's going to the right one. I'm not a unicorn, I'm a human.”
>”Ohhhhh, what's a human?”
>”I'm a human,” Anonymous pats his chest with both hands.
>”But Twilight said you were a moose.”
“What? No I didn't, his name is Anonymous.”
>”Exactly! Anon the moose!”
>”Pinkie, Anonymous.”
>”Anon the moose!”
>”You know what, Anon is fine,” he says with a smile.
>Pinkie smiles back at him before tapping her chin with a hoof.
>”Hmmmm, Twilight, I'm throwing Anon a party!”

“I knew you would Pinkie.” you say with a sigh.
>”A party?” Anon asks.
>”You know what a party is right?!”
>”Yes, just a bit confused as to why...”
>”Oh because you're new in town and we are friends now and that’s what friends do!”
>Anonymous laughs lightly as he leans back, accepting defeat.
>”Alright alright, I'm not really the party type, but alright.”
>You can hear Pinkie squeak as she smiles.
>”Be here tomorrow at this time! I have to go get a few things ready.”
>And with that, Pinkie races off into the back kitchen.
>Anonymous chuckles lightly.
>”Are all your friends.... I can't really think of a word.”
“Like Pinkie Pie? There really is no word to explain Pinkie Pie besides 'Pinkie being Pinkie'.”
>”I guess that makes sense.”
>He leans forward, stacking the dirty plates and wiping up the crumbs around him and throwing them on the plate.
>”So how long have you lived here?”
“Hmm? A couple years now.”
>”Really? What made you come out here? Change of scenery, or Canterlot to loud for you?”
>Shaking your head, you respond.
“No, Princess Celestia sent me here to oversee the preparations of the Summer Sun Celebration a few years ago.... and to make some friends.”
>”Summer Sun Celebration?” A small smile grows on Anonymous's face, “And make some friends?”
>You giggle nervously.
“I wasn't a very social pony.”
>He leans back, relaxing agianst the wall.
>”Ah, move you from a place you are comfortable to shake things up a bit, I guess this Summer Sun Celebration helped with that then?”
“Kind of, we don't celebrate it anymore.”
>”Huh, why?”
“Well, do you know anything about Equestria?”
>Giving it a bit of thought, he starts to list things off.
>”Changeling attack a while back, Princess that controls the sun and moon, Unicorns and something about a crystal town.”


“It's two Princess's now, Princess Celestia controls the sun, Princess Luna controls the moon.”
>”Princess Luna? Never met or heard of her.”
“Well she only just came back recently.”
>”Back from where?”
“It's a bit of a long story, I can tell you on the way back.”
>Anonymous nods as he stands up with a stretch.
>Heading outside, you begin to tell the tale of your first moments coming to Ponyville.
>How you met your friends, and the adventure you went on to find the Elements.
>Anonymous listens quietly as you finish the tale just as you arrive home.
>”So.... she was imprisoned for a thousand years?”
“Yes, if you talk to her she still speaks with the old tongue. She's gotten better, but it still slips out.”
>”But a thousand years? How long do ponies live normally?”
“Not a thousand years.”
>”But how do they live so long? Humans could barely reach a hundred.”
“I don't know, the one time I asked Princess Celestia, she asked to be alone.”
>Opening your door, you walk inside with Anonymous following behind.
>Looking around, you see a few more lights are on, indicating Spike may be home.
>Calling out for him, you can hear him moving something around upstairs.
>Anonymous seems to have stopped dead in his tracks as Spike begins to descend the stairs.
>”Twilight you're back!”
>Spikes gaze moves from you to Anonymous behind you.
>”Who's that?”
“Spike, this is Anonymous, we are in the same program at magic school. Anonymous, this is Spike, my number one assistant.”
>Anonymous bends down, reaching his hand out as Spike reaches his out.
>As they shake hands, they begin to talk at the same time.
>”So, what are you?”
>Both of them smiling as Anonymous stands back up.
>”Well I'm a dragon!”
“Baby dragon to be exact.”
>”Aw, come on Twilight.”
>Giving Spike a small smile, Anonymous begins to answer.
>”Well, I'm a human.”
>”I would ask what's a human ,but I'm pretty sure Twilight has already played twenty questions with you.”
>Anonymous laughs, “Try two hundred.”

>It wasn't two hundred!
>It was one-hundred and forty-seven, and he didn't even answer them all!
>Puffing your cheeks out in annoyance, you find Anonymous and Spike have already moved to the table and are talking about dragons.
>They both look distracted enough, so you decide to head upstairs and make sure your guest bed is prepared.
>As you prepare the guest bed, you can just barely make out what Anonymous is asking Spike.
>”I've seen dragons before, but they are always flying over head, I had no idea they could talk.”
>Dragon's don't live in the griffon kingdom. If anything, them flying over it is a rare thing.
>Hiding several romance and 'how to flirt' books under your bed, you decide it's safe now.
>Heading back downstairs, you are able to pick up Anonymous telling Spike about how both of you met.
>”Wow, sounds like you got lucky to have Twilight help you out.”
>”Very lucky, I would still be in kindergarten without her help.”
>All you can manage to do is blush as you trot down the stairs and sit with them.
>”Twilight is pretty great at ma-” Spike stops mid sentence and spits up a scroll.
>It fly’s across the table, hitting Anonymous in the face.
>”Hehehe” Spike chuckles as he races across the table and picks it up before handing it to you.
>”Sorry, that one caught me off guard,” Spike apologizes to Anonymous.
>Taking the letter from Spike, Anonymous begins to speak.
>”D-do dragons normally throw up rolled up pieces of paper??”
“No, it's a letter from the Princess.”
>You can see the wheels in Anonymous's head move as he begins to piece things together.
>Opening the letter, you begin reading it.
>”Dear my faithful student Twilight Sparkle; I do not wish to worry you, but Anonymous seems to be missing. I intended to visit him so we may discuss an important matter, however I cannot find him anywhere. You wouldn't happen to know anything about it, would you? -Princess Celestia.”
“Oh!” you gasp as you float over some parchment and a quill.
>”What is it Twilight?” Spike asks.
>You begin to write a quick letter to the princess telling her Anonymous is with you and that you invited him to come meet your friends.

>Rolling it up, you hand it to Spike who grabs it, holds it up and sends it away.
“Celestia was wondering where Anonymous went,” directing your attention to Anonymous. “She wishes to speak with you.”
>”I'm not in trouble am I?”
“Doesn't sound like it, you didn't do anything did you?”
>”I don't think so...”
>Spike spits up another scroll that fly's across the table hitting Anonymous in the face.
>Spike laughs as he grabs it, handing it over to you.
>”Okay that one was on purpose.” he continues giggling to himself.
>Anonymous just sighs with a light chuckle.
>Opening the letter, you begin to read.
>”I had a hunch he would be, considering the invitation I received from Pinkie Pie for his 'Welcome to Ponyville' party. If I have time, I will make an appearance so that I may speak with Anonymous. -Princess Celestia.”
>This news is rather shocking, Celestia to come visit Anonymous? What ever she wants to talk about must be extremely important.
>Rolling the letter back up, you set it on the table.
“Princess Celestia may make an appearance tomorrow during your party.”
>”What? But how does she know about it already?”
>”Oh, Pinkie Pie came over and asked me to send party invites to the Princess's.”
>”That pony works fast...” is Anonymous's only response.
>”Here, I have extra!” Spike pulls out a bunch of odd looking cards and hands them to Anonymous.
>”What? But these look like... trading cards...”
>Grabbing one with your magic, you pull it to you to have a peek.
>On one side it has a small joke written by Pinkie and a Pony who you have seen around town, on the other it's the invitation.
>”These are pretty cool,” Anonymous comments as he passes them back to Spike.
>You do the same, passing the card to Spike.
>Letting a yawn loose, you look at Anonymous, who begins yawning as well.
>Anonymous's yawn causes Spike to begin yawning.
>Looking at the clock, it/s getting rather late.
“You ready for bed?” you turn to Anonymous.
>”Yeah.” He responds rubbing his eyes.