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>You are anon but you usually go by different names. You’ve gone by Inco, anon a mis, Nomen nescio the list goes on.
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>Point being is that you don’t stick to the same name or the same place for very long. It's a fast way for someone who’s looking for you to find you.
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>If someone was looking for you using one of your fake names that was bad enough now imagine hearing your real name in a dark alleyway at 2 in the morning.
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>You remember that night with some clarity after hearing your name you didn’t even bother to turn around to see who said it.
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>You broke out into a full sprint but it was too late. You felt something smash against your head and you crumbled to the ground.
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>After that it started getting blurry and you couldn’t really make much out in the way of words but you remember being hit with a flurry of blows followed by yelling before it all went dark.
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>You shot up in bed sweating but looking around you realized that there wasn’t anything there. It was that nightmare again, it's been recurring since you got here.
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>Getting out of bed you groaned and looked outside your window, it was still dark out so there wasn’t much you could do since most of the hor-ponies get up when the sun is up.
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>Checking the nightstand you take out what looks like a pack of smokes but in reality is candy cigarettes. Apparently ponies here couldn’t get tobacco because it was outlawed due to its ‘harmful effects.’
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>Opening the pack you realize your down to the last one and out of frustration you just groan and take the remaining fag in hand and leave the empty pack in your nightstand. Getting those things in the first place was a challenge of its own.
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>Many ponies here look down on smoking or even the pretend act of it, especially book smarts. You still remember her yelling at you when she found out you smoked.
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>”What if a colt or filly caught you smoking? They might pick up on your bad habits!”
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>You tried to argue with her for a good while saying how it’s mostly chocolate and bubblegum and having one every once in a while wouldn’t kill you. She was also really worried about you not appearing very stallionlike.
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>Stepping outside onto your porch you sat down on your chair and started to think to yourself: It's the strangest thing you’ve been here for only really a few months yet you managed to save up enough cas-bits to afford a house. It’s a bit on the smaller side considering your size but hey having somewhere to sleep is much nicer than bumming off book smart forever.
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>Christ it was annoying trying to live by yourself at first since most of the little ponies here thought purple nurple kicked you out and were forcing you to fend for yourself.
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>You probably sounded like a battered housewife trying to tell them that she didn’t make you leave and you wanted to get your own place.
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>As you rocked back and forth in the chair you heard the snap of a branch being pulled back followed by hitting someone, you jumped out of your chair dropping the candy cigarette but as you were on edge you soon heard a familiar voice.
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>”Owwww-Don’t cry, Applebloom fillies don’t cry.” stifling a laugh you walk over to the bush you heard your mystery guest hiding in who also seems to be trying to hold back some tears from the sound of things.
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“Hello mysterious guest, do you want to stay hiding in the bush all day or actually tell me what you're doing here?”
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>The ‘bush’ responded back in a shaky voice. “Ah your ah sleepin that’s right! You should head on back home anony.” shaking your head you shove your hands into the bush you soon pull out an applebloom who seems to be as shocked as you are tired.
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>”Anony! What are you doing up so early and also in front of your house…”
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“I live here? Besides, what are you doing up so early? The sun hasn’t shown its ugly face yet.”
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>Applebloom seemed to take some offense struggling a bit in your grasp while you walked back to your chair. “Hey now just cause you're a stallion doesn’t mean you should say mean things!”
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“Oh yeah sorry about that I forgot the sun is a touchy subject. Still you haven’t answered my question. What are you doing at my house this late at night?” you sit down and place the tiny gang stalker on your lap.
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>”I was missin you.” She sounded defeated as she said it. “You ain’t come by the farm in a few days now and I missed hearing your stories.”
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“Sorry but I've been busy with work, kiddo. Listen, come back another day and I'll-.”
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>Before you could finish what you were going to say she practically shoves her face into your chest. “N-no just can I just stay with you at least until the sun comes back up please.” she looked up from being nuzzled in your chest with pleading eyes, fuckin cute ass ponies.
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“Sure you can but you have to tell me why you actually came here. Applejack's probably worried sick about you.” You’ve been oddly good at telling when she lies, granted she doesn’t lie much but when she does she looks like she ate something horribly sour.
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>”I had a nightmare again..”
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“Was it about the timberwolves?”
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>”Yes sir.” You started playing with her mane and thought back to the day she’s talking about. It was the same day you showed up in Equestria right after you woke up from that back alley beatdown.
by Redprince
by Redprince