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An Anonpony Wedding (wip)

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Created: 2025-10-17 18:40:40
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  1. 1.
    An Anonpony Romance Part 2
  2. 2.
    Part 1: https://ponepaste.org/11309
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  4. 4.
    >Love together. Live, laugh, play and build the world you want to see.
  5. 5.
    >The words ran through Anonmare's head again and again as she moved from street to street.
  6. 6.
    >Living, laughing, playing, building.. together. That was the plan.
  7. 7.
    >That had always been the plan.
  8. 8.
    >With him, but not necessarily just with him. With everypony. That's what it meant, right?
  9. 9.
    >Yet as the distance between her and Anonstallion increased, her confidence started to wane.
  10. 10.
    >There was that little voice in her head screaming at her for choosing to become a stallion's bitch.
  11. 11.
    >While she had regained her stride, she was feeling more drained than she would have expected.
  12. 12.
    >Defeated.
  13. 13.
    >She had broken her own resistance to the thought of loving Anon in a single afternoon.
  14. 14.
    >It happened so quickly, pressed for a decision, the words just kind of came out.
  15. 15.
    >And she meant it, she KNEW she meant it.
  16. 16.
    >This is what she wanted, apparently.
  17. 17.
    >But up until today she hadn't been interested in him like that.
  18. 18.
    >Not romantically, not sexually, just kind of living in the moment with him, enjoying it.
  19. 19.
    >Now, she was going to have to touch his dick at some point and carry his foals or whatever.
  20. 20.
    >That's what was going to happen, and SHE was the architect of it.
  21. 21.
    >It didn't NEED to be part of the plan, so why do this to herself? WHY?
  22. 22.
    >No answer.
  23. 23.
    >The other half of her mind was deciding to ghost her suddenly.
  24. 24.
    >Anonmare glanced around at the ponies she was passing.
  25. 25.
    >Whether on hoof or gliding and whisking through the air, life carried on.
  26. 26.
    >Everything was so normal, so peaceful, around her, outside of her.
  27. 27.
    >Just trust yourself, you know what you're doing.
  28. 28.
    >...Did she? Really?
  29. 29.
    >Her mind shifted to the image of Anonstallion just sitting there in the grass as she had walked away.
  30. 30.
    >Okay.
  31. 31.
    >She was doing it for him, because she wanted to see him happy.
  32. 32.
    >He could still live the dream, and she still had her new life anyway, none of this was going to stop her.
  33. 33.
    >She was committed to her boss and would offer up what she could to her new home.
  34. 34.
    >Anon was right, she was a part of this now- they were a part of it.
  35. 35.
    >It was just going to get a little weird. Already weird, actually, but regardless.
  36. 36.
    >Just focus.
  37. 37.
     
  38. 38.
    >She was at the small plaza in front of her workplace.
  39. 39.
    >A square paved with lots of earthy red clay tiles, many of which had little white stars painted on them.
  40. 40.
    >Looming grandly in the center was a great oak tree whose roots twisted through the slope of exposed soil piled beneath it.
  41. 41.
    >As time passed tiles would get dislodged by the big guy's growth and have to be removed.
  42. 42.
    >One of the more important residents of the town- one of its living hearts, according to some of the old ponies.
  43. 43.
    >It had soul and every time she saw it, it reminded her that they needed to arrange a trip to Ponyville.
  44. 44.
    >A couple foals were circling the trunk, hopping over roots while their respective mothers chatted.
  45. 45.
    >The mares smiled and waved when they spotted Anonmare passing and she returned the gesture, keeping a polite distance.
  46. 46.
    >Two other mares were sitting on a bench having ice-cream.
  47. 47.
    >Something Anon and her did pretty often too, as friends, now- it would be the same wouldn't it?
  48. 48.
    >She stifled the thought before it could fester into something else. It WOULD be the same.
  49. 49.
    >There was a unicorn 'juggling' painted balls in patterns through the air.
  50. 50.
    >Magic, the most basic kind, but with keen coordination and an elegant flow.
  51. 51.
    >Even after seeing this a bunch of times now, it was still pretty novel.
  52. 52.
    "Keep it up dude, you got a gift, don't just stop at levitation."
  53. 53.
    >The unicorn maintained his concentration, but she saw the twinkle in his eye as she passed.
  54. 54.
    >"Thanks miss.. Anon?"
  55. 55.
    "Mhm. Let me know when you're doing your first show, yeah?"
  56. 56.
    >He chuckled. "It could be a while. All the best teachers are in Canterlot."
  57. 57.
    >She felt a twinge of sympathy, but knew he'd be fine. Folks here were good.
  58. 58.
    >In front of her was the place, nestled between its neighbours with a big wooden sign brightly illustrated with little cartoon hearts and flowers.
  59. 59.
    >There was a graphic of the boss herself in the lower right corner, not exactly sunbeaming, but it had that energy.
  60. 60.
    >That might have been part of the reason she was drawn to check this place before anywhere else when looking for a job.
  61. 61.
    >It felt optimistic, light-hearted- a lot like the flowerboss herself.
  62. 62.
    >To curate life, to the delight of other ponies, her and the boss gelled on that front. They were on a mission.
  63. 63.
    >Maybe it was cope, or something else, who cares.
  64. 64.
    >All she had on her ass was a question mark to guide her destiny, the rest she had to do herself.
  65. 65.
     
  66. 66.
    >Anonmare pushed open the door and stepped inside, the little attached bell dingling to announce her arrival.
  67. 67.
    >Sweet Meadow flower shop. More of a horticulturalist's base of operations really. The upstairs was Meadow Sweet's home.
  68. 68.
    >Yeah she just reversed her own name for the shop. Or well, it was more a reference to the homestead she grew up on.
  69. 69.
    "It's me! I'm here."
  70. 70.
    >"One moment!".
  71. 71.
    >Her boss called out from the back room as Anonmare dropped her bags off behind the front counter, hooves softly thunking as she crossed the wooden floor.
  72. 72.
    >The shop was scattered with glazed ceramic pots each brimming with its own species of flora.
  73. 73.
    >There was a rack with pre-made bouquets. They were edible. It was funny when she'd first shown Anon. They'd tried grass too, also funny.
  74. 74.
    >Then there were the rows and columns of small drawers with little stickers on them, filled with seeds.
  75. 75.
    >Unfilled paper packets, instructional pamphlets, glass bottles of weird plant elixirs..
  76. 76.
    >Boss said not to worry about those, they were a crutch Anonmare wouldn't need.
  77. 77.
    >A few vines were growing up the wall and snaking across the supports on the ceiling.
  78. 78.
    >And of course there was her boss' bonsai on the table by the front window, snugly in the corner. For aesthetics.
  79. 79.
    >"Heya Anon! You were gone kinda long today, I was starting to worry a little!"
  80. 80.
    >Anonmare turned around as the earth pony mare trotted over.
  81. 81.
    "Hey Meadow. Sorry, it.. yeah, it was uh.."
  82. 82.
    >Meadow's brow furrowed as she put her hooves on Anonmare's face.
  83. 83.
    >What the fuck, this was the second time today somepony was grabbing her head.
  84. 84.
    >And it was her cute boss. She could feel her cheeks getting hot. So much for having any dignity.
  85. 85.
    >"You look tired, are you okay? Are you feeling sick?"
  86. 86.
    >The mare was touching her forehead trying to check her temperature.
  87. 87.
    "Nnno, I'm fine, really, it's nothing like that. Mr Anon and I are getting married-"
  88. 88.
    >Meadow let go of Anonmare's face and stared at her, eyes wide with amazement.
  89. 89.
    >"Oh my gosh, Anon.. do you.. do you know what this means??"
  90. 90.
    "Uhh.. haha, well-"
  91. 91.
    >"Eeeee! Anon! It means we're gonna need flowers! Flowers for the wedding!"
  92. 92.
    >What. Oh shit. She had assumed they would just be signing some piece of paper or something.
  93. 93.
    >Her boss was doing a little dance on her hoof tippies in excitement.
  94. 94.
    >Fuck, of course there had to be a proper wedding.
  95. 95.
     
  96. 96.
    >Meadow must have noticed 'Mare's dumbstruck expression because she quickly calmed herself.
  97. 97.
    >"Sorry, you must be overwhelmed, let's sit upstairs, I wanna hear about it alrighty?"
  98. 98.
    "What about work-?"
  99. 99.
    >"This IS work! C'mon!"
  100. 100.
    >The boss gave her a reassuring smile and slipped back through the arch leading to the back room, Anonmare in tow.
  101. 101.
    >Sure, alright, just roll with it. Not like she was hoping the rest of the day would go normal.
  102. 102.
    >Meadow practically hopped up the spiral staircase two steps at a time.
  103. 103.
    >For Anonmare it was like ascending Sombra's stairs.
  104. 104.
    >Get it together. Maybe talking to somepony else was what she needed, somepony other than 'Mr Anon'.
  105. 105.
    >Once she made it up she was directed to the couch.
  106. 106.
    >"Juice?"
  107. 107.
    "Sure.."
  108. 108.
    >Anonmare made herself comfortable while Meadow started splitting and squeezing oranges at her kitchenette.
  109. 109.
    >Oranges. She was in orange country, which was its own level of disconcerting.
  110. 110.
    >After a minute Meadow had a glass filled and carried over on a little tray which she set down on the coffee table.
  111. 111.
    >The mare nudged the glass towards Anon before pulling up a cushion and sitting on the floor facing her.
  112. 112.
    >"Soooo?"
  113. 113.
    >Lifting the glass with both hooves Anonmare took a long heavy drink.
  114. 114.
    >She stopped to catch her breath and set the glass down.
  115. 115.
    "He proposed during my lunchbreak."
  116. 116.
    >Meadow was nodding.
  117. 117.
    >"It must have been pretty emotional.."
  118. 118.
    >Not for the reason you're probably thinking, boss.
  119. 119.
    "It was kind of a surprise, I don't think I was ready, he kind of just sprung it on me.."
  120. 120.
    >"But you said yes, right?"
  121. 121.
    "..Yeah, I did."
  122. 122.
    >Her bossmare was fidgetting with barely contained glee.
  123. 123.
    >"It's so cute! I'm happy for you Anon! Even if it must be kinda scary diving in like that."
  124. 124.
    "Mmm."
  125. 125.
     
  126. 126.
    >Anonmare's thoughts were starting to slide out of focus. Say something idiot.
  127. 127.
    >But Meadow read the mood and got there first.
  128. 128.
    >"Do you like him? He didn't coerce you or anything did he?"
  129. 129.
    >'Mare felt her face flush, despite the boss' real concern, her pride was being threatened.
  130. 130.
    "There's no way I'd let that f- ah.. Mr Anon, or anypony else, take advantage of me Meadow. You don't need to worry about that, I'm a strong mare."
  131. 131.
    >The boss gave her a small smile like she believed it.
  132. 132.
    "And besides, I don't believe for a second that he'd be capable of that. He's a good guy, hopeless even, he.. needs me."
  133. 133.
    >"Hehe, you only ever have nice things to say about him. That's why this is so exciting! You're finally doing it!"
  134. 134.
    >Anon frowned. Has her boss been shipping her?
  135. 135.
    "We haven't even been here that long, I'd hardly use the word 'finally'."
  136. 136.
    >Seriously, Meadow looked like she just couldn't help herself.
  137. 137.
    >"Ponies have been talking! They say you two look adorable together!"
  138. 138.
    >Was the whole town in on it? Was she the only one who hadn't seen it like that??
  139. 139.
    "Boss! We haven't been a couple! Not until today."
  140. 140.
    >Meadow stared at her, trying to process.
  141. 141.
    >"Oh.. ohhhh.. I think I get it. Wow Anon."
  142. 142.
    >The boss' smile grew a little despite the realisation. It was warm, apologetic.
  143. 143.
    >"You're in way over your head aren't you?"
  144. 144.
    >Anonmare shrugged and ran her hoof along the edge of the low table.
  145. 145.
    "That's putting it lightly. I don't think I can do this on my own. I need help. I need a friend."
  146. 146.
    >Meadow was glowing the moment she said that.
  147. 147.
    >"Anon.. I can be your friend."
  148. 148.
     
  149. 149.
    >Those words, they felt nice.
  150. 150.
    >But..
  151. 151.
    "You're my employer, is it really okay to mix work and life like that? Plus you're the one keeping me afloat right now, it's not exactly equitable-"
  152. 152.
    >Meadow peered at her curiously.
  153. 153.
    >"That's not how I see it Anon, you're helping me with my passion and I'm helping you to learn new skills, it's not just a job! I mean, I see where you're coming from.."
  154. 154.
    >"Sometimes when the girls and I get together it feels like it's just business. Or even.. like we're rivals. Especially when we're consulting with town hall."
  155. 155.
    >Right. The other flower mares. Boss talks about them from time to time but that's the first time she's called them rivals. That wasn't really a good sign.
  156. 156.
    >"You're different though! When I asked why you were interested in flowers you said they make the world a brighter place. Now you're like my cool side-kick!"
  157. 157.
    >Side-kick huh? Then maybe..
  158. 158.
    >"I wanna do it together! You're helping me, I wanna help you too! You need a friend, so we're friends, okay?"
  159. 159.
    >There was no denying it, Anonmare's silly smile and the warm feeling in her chest were her answer.
  160. 160.
    "Okay. Thanks Meadow. Maybe.. it'll be fun. Getting married.. I saw how excited you got."
  161. 161.
    >Boss was nodding her head vigorously.
  162. 162.
    >"It will be! We'll make it fun! Do you have any ideas for what you want to do for it?"
  163. 163.
    >A Canterlot Wedding came to mind immediately. This was dumb, yes, she wasn't a princess- but fuck it!
  164. 164.
    "I might have an idea. I've never planned anything like this before though, what about you?"
  165. 165.
    >"Not events, no.."
  166. 166.
    >Think Anon, THINK.
  167. 167.
    "What about Tea Touché? She did the little party for me and Mr Anon."
  168. 168.
    >Meadow rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
  169. 169.
    >"Yeah.. maybe! She's done some stuff for town hall too, and she knows most everypony."
  170. 170.
    "Do you think she'll help?"
  171. 171.
    >"There's only one way to find out! How about we go see her tomorrow morning?"
  172. 172.
    "Okay, deal."
  173. 173.
    >Anonmare picked up her drink and finished it off, satisfied.
  174. 174.
    >This was kind of crazy, but it was better than lingering without knowing her next move.
  175. 175.
    >With renewed vigour she hopped off the couch, Meadow rising to join her.
  176. 176.
    >The two of them shared a grin and Anon felt just the tiniest spark of magic.
  177. 177.
    >Before she could move past, Meadow locked her into a hug, rubbing her face against her before letting go.
  178. 178.
    >"Hehe, you good now?"
  179. 179.
    "Heh, better than I've ever been actually."
  180. 180.
    >All that was left was to finish up the day here and head home.
  181. 181.
     
  182. 182.
    ===
  183. 183.
     
  184. 184.
    >The road out past the edge of town was pretty quiet, with most ponies settling in for the evening and only a few having reason to come out this way.
  185. 185.
    >Behind her the sun was descending, peeking out over the silhouette that was a medley of rooftops and painting the sky in brilliantly warm hues.
  186. 186.
    >And before her the moon was ascending, bringing with it a multitude of glittering stars and bathing the countryside in a soft ethereal twilight.
  187. 187.
    >The air was still, like it had paused to respect the passage of night and day.
  188. 188.
    >Every dusk was like this so far. How much was natural? How much did the two sisters craft?
  189. 189.
    >She stared across fields serene, past the slowly turning windmill in the distance and the orange orchards beyond.
  190. 190.
    >The mare in the moon stared back at her.
  191. 191.
    "Hey Luna. Sorry. It's incredible you know? Thank you. Wish I could tell you that it means more than you realise."
  192. 192.
    >She stopped when she got to the dirt path leading up to her and Anon's cottage.
  193. 193.
    >An older stallion wearing a classy western hat overtook her at a relaxed pace, his pulled wagon trundling along with him.
  194. 194.
    >"Evening miss."
  195. 195.
    "Evening. Have a good night."
  196. 196.
    >He tipped his hat and carried on.
  197. 197.
    >Anonmare turned and made her way up through the yard.
  198. 198.
    >There was light coming from the little front window, so Anonstallion was definitely in there.
  199. 199.
    "Alright.. coming inside."
  200. 200.
    >She pulled the door open, backed herself inside and pulled the door shut again.
  201. 201.
    >Home sweet home. Single story, one main room which was a kitchen and living room with a fireplace. Two bedrooms, one bathroom, utility/storage room in the back.
  202. 202.
    >There he was, propping himself up on the couch before scrambling onto his hooves.
  203. 203.
    >"H-Hey Anon, welcome back."
  204. 204.
    >Anonmare came up to him. He looked a little nervous, way more wary than she'd left him.
  205. 205.
    "Heya buddy.. you miss me?"
  206. 206.
    >She gave him a smile to show she was okay. That seemed to settle him down.
  207. 207.
    >"I did actually.. um, I picked up dinner, and I lit the boiler, I thought that after today you might want time to unwind."
  208. 208.
    "Yeah that would be nice, thanks. Let's see what you've got. Just gimme a sec."
  209. 209.
     
  210. 210.
    >She dipped into her room to ditch her stuff, when she emerged Anon was already unpacking a paper bag on the kitchen table.
  211. 211.
    >"I already ate so the rest is for you.."
  212. 212.
    >'Mare pulled up a seat and gave him a hoof. Immediately she caught the scent of frying oil.
  213. 213.
    >A hayburger, hay fries, onion rings in the shape of horseshoes and battered nuggies made from grilling cheese.
  214. 214.
    "The diner huh? Didn't know you wanted me fatter. Not bad though."
  215. 215.
    >Anonstallion rolled his eyes and sat with her.
  216. 216.
    >"You're fine the way you are Nonny, I'm not asking you to go piggy twiggy on me."
  217. 217.
    "Hah. You sure you wouldn't like that?"
  218. 218.
    >"I thought you hated the stereotype."
  219. 219.
    "Point taken."
  220. 220.
    >Anon leaned on the table and idly watched her as she took a bite of the burger. Already cold, and she got ketchup on her chin.
  221. 221.
    "Wow buddy- it's not even warm. You really know how to treat your soon to be wife."
  222. 222.
    >His ears drooped. She was trying to be playful but that may have come off a little poorly.
  223. 223.
    >"Ugh.. I'm sorry, I fucked up the timing coming home early. I'll do better-"
  224. 224.
    "Woah woah take it easy Anon, it's OK. You don't have to stress out about this stuff just because.."
  225. 225.
    >"..you're my marefriend now. Yes, I do. I owe it to you to be better-"
  226. 226.
    "I like you the way you are faggot."
  227. 227.
    >"S-Still. I'll.. learn to cook and..."
  228. 228.
    >He trailed off while she ate. The idiot did not need to be worrying like this, it tasted fine. The memories she got of eating leftover fast food were almost wholesome, even. Almost.
  229. 229.
    >This is what she had been afraid of though. Their dynamic was out of whack because he wasn't thinking of her as a friend anymore.
  230. 230.
    >Joking about it probably didn't help, but she had spent enough time brooding as is.
  231. 231.
    "Sure you don't want some? Kinda weird eating by myself here."
  232. 232.
    >He passed her a napkin from the bag and took a nuggie.
  233. 233.
    "Hey no, not those! Take some fries or something geez."
  234. 234.
    >The faggot smiled a little and followed her suggestion. He clearly wasn't hungry, the fries he ended up nibbling were more of a token gesture, but it still made her feel less awkward.
  235. 235.
    >Those fucking nuggies though, cullinary divinity. Who the fuck needs meat when you have these things.
  236. 236.
     
  237. 237.
    >A few delicious cold nuggies in and Anonmare was again trying to gauge her friend-turned-partner.
  238. 238.
    >There was a shadow over him, the way he was slouched, the subdued expression.
  239. 239.
    "You're being quiet, tell me what's wrong."
  240. 240.
    >Anonstallion shuffled his hooves, tense, without responding. It occurred to her that using that line never ended well.
  241. 241.
    "Buddy, you're getting what you wanted, right? I said yes. It's gonna be fine."
  242. 242.
    >He lowered his chin onto his forelegs and stared at the table, ears back.
  243. 243.
    >"..Nonny, I don't know if it will be. I can't get it out of my head, the way you started panicking. I never thought I'd see you like that. That it would be because of me."
  244. 244.
    "Well. I.."
  245. 245.
    >Shit, how does she respond to that? She can't pretend it didn't happen. He had been the one holding her, telling her to breathe.
  246. 246.
    "I'm okay now. We resolved it, so.."
  247. 247.
    >He lifted his head and flicked his gaze to her.
  248. 248.
    >"We barely resolved anything. You just agreed to.. to be with me, after making it clear you'd be more comfortable with a mare."
  249. 249.
    >She could feel the words choking in her throat, trying to find an argument.
  250. 250.
    "I-.. you-.."
  251. 251.
    >The way he was talking was upsetting her. It felt wrongly familiar. He better not. Do. Not. Fucking.
  252. 252.
    >"..I've been thinking about everything you said earlier. I shouldn't be doing this to you. I don't know why you said yes. W-We don't have to get married yet, we can take it slow, o-or even stay friends-"
  253. 253.
    >You have to be FUCKING kidding! Anonmare slammed her hoof down hard in frustration, making the faggot jump and freeze.
  254. 254.
    >He watched her, actually scared, as she put her weight on the table and hit him with the most piercing stare she could muster.
  255. 255.
    "Keep your promise Anon."
  256. 256.
    >There was that pathetic whine in her voice again, and the stare she gave him ended up being more pained than anything.
  257. 257.
    >She took a deep breath and leaned back in her chair. Her outburst had shocked the guy out of his idiocy but set him on the verge of tears.
  258. 258.
    >"You really want to do it. You really want to go through with it.. I don't understand.."
  259. 259.
    "I really shouldn't have left you alone in the park. I thought you'd be okay."
  260. 260.
    >Admittedly she HAD spent their lunch being contrary as fuck to him. No wonder he was confused. Her 180 was mental, why the fuck was she like this.
  261. 261.
    >Stop, just explain it to him.
  262. 262.
    >...
  263. 263.
    "Let me repeat myself. I want to marry you. I'm already making plans with Meadow Sweet."
  264. 264.
    >He stared at her in disbelief.
  265. 265.
    >"Y-You're making plans? Already? I only asked you TODAY!"
  266. 266.
    "Haha what can I say. I'm a mare of action I guess."
  267. 267.
    >She smirked and pushed a nuggie over to Anon before taking another for herself.
  268. 268.
    >In actuality, if it hadn't been for the resolve Meadow had given her, she'd be a fucking mess right now.
  269. 269.
     
  270. 270.
    >Anonstallion stared at the nuggie offering, concerned, surprised, he reached out and touched it gingerly.
  271. 271.
    >"You're unbelievable. I was wrong. Again. I still don't get it. Despite what you said about being stuck with this role, your resentment.. you're accepting it."
  272. 272.
    "..I didn't say I resented us, though. Or my decision. It was hard Anon, but I'm not going to do something that will make me unhappy."
  273. 273.
    >"Yeah but I might. I've been doing a real great job today."
  274. 274.
    >His sarcasm was dripping with poison.
  275. 275.
    >Anonmare slid out of her chair, stepped over and put her foreleg around him.
  276. 276.
    >The contact helped. He was giving her his full attention.
  277. 277.
    "Look, it's like when we got here. There's no going back. We might as well just go for it."
  278. 278.
    >He didn't seem sure, at all.
  279. 279.
    >"Is that the right attitude to have? There's obviously something wrong with this. I.. I don't want to hurt you Nonny."
  280. 280.
    "Buddy.. hey.. show me a smile okay?"
  281. 281.
    >He did, it was small and weak but he did.
  282. 282.
    >She thought about all the happy ponies she had seen today and poured it into her own.
  283. 283.
    >His smile grew, pushing the shadow away. He was crying.
  284. 284.
    >"You have a beautiful snowpity.."
  285. 285.
    >It felt good. She was giving him joy with her mare smile. She was saving him.
  286. 286.
    "You like it?"
  287. 287.
    >She held his gaze, gently patting and brushing his back. She wanted to make sure he had gotten enough.
  288. 288.
    >"I love it. I'm so sorry.."
  289. 289.
    >He picked up the nuggie that was under his hoof and offered it back to her.
  290. 290.
    >She took it off of him and ate it.
  291. 291.
    "Mm, good~ So what do you think? Resolved now?"
  292. 292.
    >Anonstallion let out a light laugh. At least the air was clearer now.
  293. 293.
    >"The only thing we resolved is how amazing you are. I still have my doubts Nonny."
  294. 294.
    "That's fine. I do too. Stuff I'm scared to deal with."
  295. 295.
    >It wasn't the easiest admission.
  296. 296.
    >"Y-Yeah. That's what bothers me. I don't want you to have to deal with.. whatever, just because of me. You said some awful things. About yourself."
  297. 297.
    "I know what I said. I'll deal with it buddy. I've had less than 24 hours to comprehend becoming a future cock-sleeve and I really don't want to talk about it."
  298. 298.
    >"H-Holy shit Nonny. O-Okay. Not talking about it. I trust you."
  299. 299.
    >She gave him a nod of appreciation and sat back down to finish what was left of her meal.
  300. 300.
    "Fuck, I really do need to unwind after today huh. This isn't going to be a regular thing, is it?"
  301. 301.
    >"N-No, I hope not. And Nonny, I'll keep my promise, I swear."
  302. 302.
     
  303. 303.
    >In the end they managed to finish dinner without slipping back into the stupid relationship mire.
  304. 304.
    >Mr Anon was holding himself together now. He was being chatty again. Anonmare could sense the tiniest barest bud of excitement forming in the guy.
  305. 305.
    >"If I learned anything today, you're.. more complex than I thought."
  306. 306.
    "I think the word you're looking for is 'difficult'."
  307. 307.
    >"-It's hard not to think about. How do you do it??"
  308. 308.
    "Just keep trying. Think of something nice instead. Like what you want to do. What your passion is. Focus on it."
  309. 309.
    >"Are you really making plans?"
  310. 310.
    "It's more like we're planning to make plans. Tomorrow. I'll give you the details when I know what's up."
  311. 311.
    >"Can I do anything to help?"
  312. 312.
    "You'll probably need to get something fancy to wear. Just give me time to figure it out."
  313. 313.
    >She started pouring herself a cup of water at the sink.
  314. 314.
    >There was another paper bag on the kitchen counter, this one with the bakery's logo.
  315. 315.
    "Buddy did you forget something?"
  316. 316.
    >He looked at the bag, blinked, slapped his forehead with his hoof and buried his face in shame.
  317. 317.
    >"That's.. supposed to be dessert. I forgot."
  318. 318.
    >Anonmare tried not to laugh.
  319. 319.
    "You didn't forget to pick it up for us though."
  320. 320.
    >She downed her water in steady gulps while clearing her head. She was getting mentally exhausted, but it looked like she was going to be able to relax now.
  321. 321.
    >When she was done she put her cup away, picked up the paper bag with her teeth and carried it over to the table.
  322. 322.
    >Mr Anon took out two cupcakes decked in frosting and set them out. One had a smiley face and the other had a heart.
  323. 323.
    "Nice. They're cute."
  324. 324.
    >She picked up the one with the smiley and looked at it, then at him.
  325. 325.
    >Anonstallion did pick up treats for them pretty often, but this time something clicked that hadn't before.
  326. 326.
    "You were thinking of me when you got these."
  327. 327.
    >It sounded dumb coming out of her mouth. Of course he was thinking about her, when he got food for the two of them, when he met up with her for lunch.
  328. 328.
    >"I've been thinking about you the whole day Nonny."
  329. 329.
    >Yeah. Exactly. That.
  330. 330.
    >She pulled at the paper holding the cupcake and took a bite.
  331. 331.
    >It was sweet. She savoured it.
  332. 332.
     
  333. 333.
    >A few bites later and her cupcake was no more.
  334. 334.
    >Anonmare nibbled the crumbs off of the spent paper before setting it aside and licking at the frosting that had gotten smeared on her snoot.
  335. 335.
    "Mmh. Appreciated. I still think that if we had Pinkie with us, I'd be dying of a sugar overdose-"
  336. 336.
    >Anonstallion hadn't touched his yet, he'd just been watching her with his cheek resting on his hoof, lost in his own little world.
  337. 337.
    "Buddy? All good? You gonna eat that?"
  338. 338.
    >"Hm? I'm good. Just feeling happy, y'know?"
  339. 339.
    >..Yeah, kinda. It could be worse. She had actually felt normal for a minute there. But him being out of sync like that.. part of her ached. She wanted her friend back.
  340. 340.
    >He straightened up his posture and regarded the second cupcake.
  341. 341.
    >"You can have this one as well if you want."
  342. 342.
    >Anonstallion picked up the cupcake and held it out to her.
  343. 343.
    >Buddy, no..
  344. 344.
    >She put her hoof against his and gently pushed it back towards him.
  345. 345.
    "I had mine. I want us to share like we normally do, okay? You bought two. That one is yours."
  346. 346.
    >He wavered. Don't overthink it buddy, don't-
  347. 347.
    >"You said as friends we were equals, but as.. erm.. as.. lovers, you.. that.. it's not fair. I have to balance it somehow."
  348. 348.
    >Anonmare gave him a weary, disappointed smile.
  349. 349.
    "You can't fix something unfair by making something else unfair. I'm tired buddy, I just want my bath and to go to bed."
  350. 350.
    >He immediately shifted, putting the treat back on the table before getting up on his hooves.
  351. 351.
    >"O-Of course. You're right. I'll give you some peace. Thanks for everything today Nonny, you.. you didn't have to stand by me."
  352. 352.
    "S'all good. We made it this far together. I'm not going to just leave you.."
  353. 353.
    >She barely registered her own words.
  354. 354.
    >"..That means a lot to me Nonny. You mean a lot to me. I don't want to leave you either."
  355. 355.
    "Mm."
  356. 356.
    >She gave him a little pat on the back and let him escort her over to the bathroom door.
  357. 357.
    >There was a pause while he waited for her to go in.
  358. 358.
    >"Uhm..?"
  359. 359.
    >Anonmare stared at the door, then down at the floor.
  360. 360.
    >Go on, ask him.
  361. 361.
    >...
  362. 362.
    "Do you want to help wash my mane?"
  363. 363.
    >"W-What? While you're in the bath??"
  364. 364.
     
  365. 365.
    >She glanced at him and started pushing the door open with her head.
  366. 366.
    "Yeah. Why not."
  367. 367.
    >It was more an assertion to herself than a question to him.
  368. 368.
    >"I-Is that okay? Are you sure?"
  369. 369.
    "Don't ask me if it's okay. Tell me if you want to."
  370. 370.
    >Anonstallion skittered, an equal mix embarrassed and enthusiastic.
  371. 371.
    >"Yes! I mean.. I'd like to. I just want to tidy up, then I'll come in."
  372. 372.
    "'Kay."
  373. 373.
    >She slid the rest of the way into the room and habitually nudged the door shut with her hind leg, leaving her alone.
  374. 374.
    >Anon had the bathroom lamp lit, just like the ones in the main room, but the more confined space made the warm glow extra cosy.
  375. 375.
    >Miraculously the two of them hadn't burnt the cottage down yet.
  376. 376.
    >As she started filling up the bathtub, she questioned what she was even doing.
  377. 377.
    >Baths were supposed to be her alone time, but she felt.. what do you even call this feeling? Friendsick?
  378. 378.
    >She wanted to spend at least SOME time with him tonight, doing something chill together without any bullshit.
  379. 379.
    >This was the best she could think of in the moment that she had.
  380. 380.
    >'Mare swished her hoof through the rising water, watching it steam. It was hot, so despite bringing dinner home early, Anon had heated the boiler at the proper time.
  381. 381.
    >He was pretty good about that whenever she asked him to. Him deciding to do it unprompted...
  382. 382.
    >The guy should have given himself more credit. There doesn't need to be any stupid balancing.
  383. 383.
    >Anonmare went over and opened up the cabinet drawer next to the sink to get matches.
  384. 384.
    >She had gotten a scented candle a week ago on a whim. Thanks to her new life she could actually enjoy taking her time bathing, so she thought she might as well enhance the experience.
  385. 385.
    >Meadow was into that sort of stuff too. Kind of a cute mare thing. Apparently the boss did flower petals and bath oils too, but that was going a bit far.
  386. 386.
    >For now. How long until you're fully like her? You're already fucking mind broken.
  387. 387.
    >Anonmare felt the tension pulling at her as she got the candle on its tray and started trying to strike a match.
  388. 388.
    >...She didn't have the energy for this shit. She was fumbling the match with her hoof, failing to get it to light when there was a knock on the door.
  389. 389.
    >"Um. Are you ready? Can I come in?"
  390. 390.
    "Mhm."
  391. 391.
    >Anonstallion creaked open the bathroom door and peeked shyly inside, blushing and shrinking away as soon as he spotted her.
  392. 392.
    >"Y-You're not actually ready."
  393. 393.
    "Wh- get back here faggot. You see me naked all the time."
  394. 394.
    >"Yeah but not.. in here."
  395. 395.
    "It's literally the same as always."
  396. 396.
     
  397. 397.
    >Anonstallion muttered to himself from behind cover, slowly slinked into the room and closed the door.
  398. 398.
    >"Alright, okay, same as always-"
  399. 399.
    >He looked at her just in time to watch as the match she was striking snapped. Anonmare groaned and tossed it across the floor.
  400. 400.
    "Ponies need to invent lighters. I swear..."
  401. 401.
    >Anon approached and stopped her as she was fishing out another match.
  402. 402.
    >"We'd need thumbs Nonny. Here, let me."
  403. 403.
    >She passed him the matchbox and watched him pick out a match with his teeth. He laid the matchhead against the striking surface, flicked his head and... the match flared in one attempt.
  404. 404.
    "Wow. Nice trick. When did you learn to do that?"
  405. 405.
    >He leaned in to light the candle for her, blew out the match and set the burnt stick down on the edge of the sink.
  406. 406.
    >"The chief showed me when I mentioned I was having trouble, I've been practicing it for a while now."
  407. 407.
    "Guess you're getting pretty good with your mouth."
  408. 408.
    >Anon looked pleased with himself, he had gotten to show off and had even gotten praised for it.
  409. 409.
    >Anonmare returned her attention to the bath, shut off the tap and dipped her hoof in, testing the temperature.
  410. 410.
    >Content that it wasn't too hot, she carefully stepped her front legs into the tub one at a time, followed by her hind legs, maneuvering herself in, trying to minimise any splashing.
  411. 411.
    >It was remarkably awkward the first time she had tried to get in the tub, when her instinct had been to go rear legs first. Shame Anon had missed that, he would have gotten a laugh out of it.
  412. 412.
    >Inch by inch she lowered herself into the water, feeling it rise up around her body and spill over her back as her belly touched the bottom of the tub, the heat soaking into her.
  413. 413.
    "Ahhhhhh... finally... I thought I'd never make it..."
  414. 414.
    >She closed her eyes, took in the fruity scent filling the air and basked in the warmth surrounding her.
  415. 415.
    >Anonmare dipped her muzzle below the water and blew bubbles before coming back up to yawn.
  416. 416.
    >The sound of movement brought her out of her trance.
  417. 417.
    >Anonstallion was sitting by the candle, cheeks rosy, staring at the wall like he had just witnessed something he wasn't supposed to.
  418. 418.
    "Oh yeah. I forgot you were there for a second, sorry buddy. I guess I'm ready now."
  419. 419.
    >She pushed herself upright and sat on her haunches, moisture dripping from her upper body as she rest her hoof on the rim of the bath.
  420. 420.
    >Anon brought himself sheepishly to her side, his excitement now thoroughly suffocated by whatever the hell else he was thinking.
  421. 421.
    "You don't have to be so shy, honestly Anon... you know what to do right?"
  422. 422.
    >"Err.. yeah. I've got this.. um.. close your eyes."
  423. 423.
    >She did, angled her head back and brushed her mane away from her face while listening to the sound of him grabbing the little bucket from the front of the bath.
  424. 424.
    >He was scooping, filling the bucket. A moment later she felt the rush of hot water pouring on her head, wetting her mane and flowing down the back of her neck.
  425. 425.
     
  426. 426.
    >(cont...)

An Anonpony Romance

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