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Cookies’ Day Off
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>Be Cookies N’ Cream guardsmare at Canterlot Maximum Security Prison
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>Be enjoying your day off at a local café
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>You’ve got a nice cup of tea, some tasty snacks and a good book
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>”The Little Engine that Could”
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>A heart griping tale of an Engine who had to climb a tall mountain even after his engines broke
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>Truly an inspiring tale of optimism
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>You actually knew the stallion who wrote this book
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>”Hey Cookies It’s good to see you.”
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>Ah speak of the pony
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>Well not pony per say
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>Anon was a Human, the only one of his kind
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>The poor thing
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“Anon, how good to see you. How are you doing?”
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>”I’m fine Cookies, thanks for asking. Mind if have a seat?”
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“I don’t mind at all Anon.”
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>Anon takes a seat opposite to you and smiles
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>You met Anon under rather… unflattering circumstances
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>He was a new prisoner at your facility. That much wasn’t bad
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>But he was going to be there for a month, an entire MONTH
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>without parole too
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>As if that wasn’t bad enough he had to be wheeled in, not walked
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>His hands and legs were bound to prevent him from giving anypony an owie
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>to be quite honest, you had been scared of him at first
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>Ponies who would intentionally hurt somepony were extremely rare, even more so unprovoked
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>But Anonymous wasn’t a pony
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>Over his stay at your facility you got to know him better as you were the one assigned to watch over him
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>”So, Cookies whatcha doing?”
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“Oh nothing much just enjoying my day off”
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>”Oh sorry, didn’t want to bother you on your day off.”
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“Anonymous, if I’ve told you once I’ve told you a hundred times, you don’t bother me”
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>”And I’ve told you before, it’s just an expression.”
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>You both share a small chuckle
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>Time seems to slow down, yet speed up as you talk away the hours with Anonymous
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>As the sun sets you and Anon begin to part ways
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>but not before you ask a favor of him.
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“Um, Anon, could you sign my copy of “The Little Engine that Could”
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>”Sure Cookie’s give it here.”
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>Anon quickly scrambles for a crayon only to take out a pen
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>He Scribble something in your book and waves goodbye
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>As you look at what he wrote your cheeks grow warm
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>”To Cookies n’ Cream, My special friend. Keep being the best mare you can be.”
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>Later that night, you snuggle up to that book
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>But you firmly deny that claim to anypony.
by Anonstigator
by Anonstigator
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