Anonvilly


                                            >Be Anonfilly.

                                            >You simply woke up as a little filly in a patch of grass.

                                            >No explanation, no weird transformation and no one to blame for it.

                                            >You're a little female horse, and judging by the village in the distance you're not the only one.

                                            >After pinc- biting your fronthoove you realized this aint some fucked up dream.

                                            >You also remember NOT getting drunk or smoking something the day before.

                                            >Which meant that this is real...

                                            >Naturally you did what every rationally thinking adult human male would have done.

                                            >After your sophisticated and panicked flailing (as well as contemplating suicide upon losing the D) you headed towards the village.

                                            >That made you realize that you didn't know how to walk like this.

                                            >A thought, that occured to you immediately as the ground made painfull contact with your face.

                                            >After making sure no creature saw you do the flop, you began to get a feeling for your new body.

                                            >Still stumbling you managed to walk on what you assumed as a marketplace from all the stalls.

                                            >Not only did you notice then that almost all of the adult ones seem to be way bigger than you.

                                            >They also speak fluent english.

                                            >Not that them talking surprised you, the whole living in buildings made you assumme this much.

                                            >Slowly you noticed that more and more of them began staring at you, that was when purple happened.

                                            >"Hi little filly, are you new in Ponyville? I don't think I've seen you before."

                                            >You quickly noted that some of the horses had either horns or wings, and only the purple one had both.

                                            >So she's either the boss or handicapped.

                                            >You could've told her the truth back then, but telling someone you where from a different world seemed like too much.

                                            "I- I just woke up here and don't know where or who I'am. Can you help me?"

                                            >You even managed to cry a little bit and paw the ground with one of your hooves.

                                            >Best scared little child ever, no surprise that she bought it.


                                            "Holy sh-"

                                            >You managed to shut your trap before purple heard you curse.

                                            >The horse had led you to a tree, that was entirely made out of crystal.

                                            >Apparently she also noticed you staring at the odd building.

                                            >"This is where I life, the friendship castle!"

                                            >Wow, ok sure, that answered everything. Oh wait, no it didn't you had even more questions!

                                            >However the 'ruler of friendship' just smiled at you happily, as if all questions had just been answered.

                                            >You still weren't sure if she was just handicapped or not.

                                            >Or she's pretty important and you're supposed to know her.

                                            >Probably the first option.

                                            >With way too many questions to pick one you decided to just go with it, you have time for that later.

                                            >The inside looked pretty much like the outside.

                                            >It is way to white and shiny for your taste, you just hoped they weren't forcing you to stay there.

                                            >"I will go get my friends, my assistant will show you around the castle. SPIKE, WE HAVE A GUEST!!!"

                                            >O U C H

                                            >Ears are overrated anyways, who needs them?

                                            >To your surprise the creature that emerges from one of the doors is not a pony, but a lizard your size.

                                            >"Spike, please show our guest around the castle while I get Rarity and the others."

                                            >Spike opened his mouth to retort, but Purple was already gone and slammed the doors behind her.

                                            >He glared at the doors before adressing you with a smile.

                                            >"Did your parents just move here? I don't remember seeing you around Ponyville."

                                            >3...2...1...ACTION!

                                            "No, I suddenly woke up in a patch of grass, *sob* and I don't remember anything."

                                            >The lizard Spike gave you a look of sincere empathy.

                                            >These creatures are way to easy to mess with.

                                            >"Don't worry, if theres one pony that can help you it's Twilight. Now follow me please."

                                            >So they are not just horses but ponys, good to know.

                                            >The castle was insanely big so you only remembered the way to the library and the kitchen.


                                            >"And this is the last room, with the thrones and the map of Equestria."

                                            "So this land is called Equestria, and we are currently in a small village called Ponyville?"

                                            >"Yep, you definitely hit your head hard, if you don't even remember Equestria."

                                            >Thanks for pointing that out Spike.

                                            "So what exactly are you?"

                                            >"Oh right, I'am a dragon. But as you can see I'm still a child. There aren't many dragons that live with ponys."

                                            "So is it normal for children to work as an assistant?"

                                            >You really don't wanna practice child labour if possible.

                                            >Life is already difficult enough being a tiny pone.

                                            >Not to mention the whole gender swap.

                                            >He chuckles at that "No, I'm pretty much doing it out of my own will."

                                            >So he's a masochist.

                                            "What's with someponys having wings and/or horns?"

                                            >You where just a normal pony sadly.

                                            >"Well, earthponys like you are pretty strong and can work better with plants.

                                            >Pegasi can fly and are agile, and unicorns have magic."

                                            >Of course you ended up with the worst one.

                                            "And the butt tattoos?"

                                            >All of the adults you saw had some kind of symbol on their butts.

                                            >"You mean your cutie mark?"

                                            >He pointed to your butt, rude!

                                            >Oh wait, now that you looked at it, you got one too.

                                            >And it's a question mark.

                                            "Is that supposed to mean something?"

                                            >"You get it after finding your talent. When have you gotten it?"

                                            "Can't remember, remember?"

                                            >"Oh, right. Maybe you're good at asking questions?"

                                            >That earned him a glare from you.

                                            >Of course you have a questionmark on your flank, cause this new world hates you just as much as your old one.

                                            >Suddenly purple stormed into the room, clearly exhausted.

                                            >"Great news everypony! I already found a new place to stay for our guest!"

                                            >Before you could even ask where you would stay for the night, you had been introduced to your new parents.


                                            >This all seems like it happened a long time ago.

                                            >Technically it was yesterday but still, a long time for a filly.

                                            >You were a bit stumped that purple was able to hook you up with parents so fast.

                                            >But then again what did you expect they would do to a little lost foal?

                                            >Apparently there was a pony couple that always wanted to adopt.

                                            >Ponyville is too small for an orphanage though.

                                            >But they didn't want to move to the big city either.

                                            >At least they seemed to be nice so far, and the room with a little bed, wardrobe and cupboard is all yours.

                                            >Of course purple is still searching for your real parents, but you have a feeling that she's not gonna find anyone.

                                            >Groaning at the sun that is currently roasting your sleeping body to an uncomfortable degree, you try to get out of your bed.

                                            >You jump a little, trying to get on all four hooves at once.

                                            >That was a mistake, but no one sees you looking like a drunk before you regain balance.

                                            >Now where are your clothes...

                                            >Right, not having to wear anything is something you're gonna have to get used to.

                                            >Your room is upstairs, but thankfully so is the bathroom.

                                            >After all that drama you can't wait to finally get a good look at yourself.

                                            >And what looks curiously at you in the mirror sure is a cute green little filly, with black hair and matching big green eyes.

                                            >Damn you're like cuteness weaponized.

                                            >Getting on two hooves against the sink, you examine your other features.

                                            >Yep, thats both a slit and two nipples.

                                            >You give them a little touch with one of your front hooves.

                                            >Your teats dont look very developed but touching them gives you a small shudder of arousal.

                                            >The slit is something else tough.

                                            >Even your small touch sends a jolt of pleasure to your brain.

                                            >And you can already see a small leak running down your thigs.

                                            >Now is not the time however.


                                            >Masturbation can be done later, but theres only one first day.

                                            >From what you've seen this place seems to be way better than earth.

                                            >You want to stay in this strange new world if possible.

                                            >And for that you have to make a good impression on your new parents.

                                            >All they did was introduce themselves to you and show you all the rooms.

                                            >It was already late, so they didn't even had the time to ask your name.

                                            >Purple also told them that you don't remember anything.

                                            >Considering just how different pony-names are, you should probably choose a new one.

                                            >Something with green...you figure the rest out later.

                                            >You start to fumble with a brush designed for ponys.

                                            >After making sure you look your cutest, you decide to head down.

                                            >As you reach the stairs a delicious smell hits your muzzle.

                                            >Realizing that you haven't eaten yet, you quickly trot downstairs.

                                            >Well as quickly as you can at least.


                                            >Upon entering the kitchen you are greeted by the sight of a beige colored pony with a blue and pink mane.

                                            >She is currently frying some vegetables in a pan, the source of the delectable smell.

                                            >At the table to your right, sits another pony with a mint coat, and a white and mint colored mane.

                                            >Their names are Bon Bon and Lyra Heartstrings, your new family.

                                            >Bon Bon seems to be preparing roasted carrots with some spices.

                                            >While oggling the food, Lyra doesn't seem to take note of you.

                                            >Seems like she's also busy oggling the food.

                                            >No, she's actually oggling the cook.

                                            >The butt to be precise.

                                            >That is a nice plump butt though.

                                            >And a cutie mark with three sweets?

                                            >Sweet.

                                            >Staring at the butt of an adult horse that happens to be your legal guardian is something you can check of your list.

                                            >Now you only have to find a girlfriend.

                                            >Why is the most difficult one always the last one?

                                            >You should probably stop staring like that.

                                            >The last thing you want is two lesbian mares questioning you how much you know about sex.

                                            >Not to mention you're not really sure about your own sexuality.

                                            >It seems like your libido got reduced.

                                            >At least just thinking about it doesn't do it for you anymore.

                                            >Stupid underdeveloped female body.

                                            >And you got off topic, still staring.

                                            >You walk over to Lyra and take the stool next to her.

                                            >Bon Bon is finished with cooking and puts the carrots on three plates.

                                            >She takes one with the mouth.

                                            >Another with her fronthoove, and somehow balances one on her head.

                                            >She then turns around and looks at you with a soft and caring expression.

                                            >And proceeds to glare at Lyra, who is still staring at her butt.

                                            >Lyra answers with wiggling her eyebrows, which prompts Bon Bon to blush and motion her head towards you.


                                            >"What? Can't I appreciate the nice behind of my wife?"

                                            >And here you where worried about your first impression.

                                            >Bon Bon groans and nudges some more in your direction.

                                            >"Is there something stuck between my teeth?"

                                            >Responds the now cross eyed mint-pony as she focuses on searching trough her teeth with her tongue.

                                            >You can already tell that this is going to be great.

                                            >Bon gives up and sets the table.

                                            >She seats herself on the opposite side from Lyra.

                                            >"How was your first night?"

                                            "Pre-"

                                            >"It was fine, but you really did a number on me there. I just hope our 'daughter' didn't hear us.

                                            >Next time you wanna try out something else, at least start slow."

                                            >DONT LAUGH, KEEP HER GOING.

                                            >"Overall I'd rate it an eight out of ten. The vibration function was neat."

                                            >Bon Bon just stares at her slack-jawed.

                                            >Her whole head is starting to turn red now.

                                            >"Are you acting shy now? I coult get 'behind' that.~"

                                            >"LYRA!"

                                            >"WHAT!?"

                                            >"I love you, but you are the DUMBEST pony in all of Equestria! LOOK TO YOUR LEFT!"

                                            >Lyra snaps her head to her left and glares at you angrily.

                                            >Then her face slowly drains of colour and her eyes start to bug out.

                                            >By now she looks like someone making eye contact with a ghost.

                                            >And the dam breaks.

                                            >You don't remember falling on the floor in your fit of laughter.

                                            >The pain and struggle for air was taking up your whole attention.

                                            >Wiping the tears away you slowly sit up again.

                                            >Bon Bon resorted to murder her carrots, while Lyra has seemingly lost her appetite.

                                            >Taking a bite yourself, and damn these carrots are good.

                                            >The taste is different from what you are used to as a human, but in a good way.

                                            >Besides the sound of eating there's only silence.

                                            >Perhaps you should ease the tention a bit.

                                            "Thank you for taking me in on such a short notice mrs. Bon Bon."

                                            >"Nothing worth thanking me for. Honestly I have to thank you.

                                            >You take all of this incredibly well. I'm sure that princess Twilight will find your parents."

                                            >Princess? That explains the castle.


                                            >Well since purple won't find anything, might as well live with these two.

                                            >First you need to win them over, slowly.

                                            >Nah, too much work.

                                            >Purple said they always wanted children, right?

                                            "Since I'm living here, could I call you mom?"

                                            >Tugging at her heartstrings!

                                            >"Well if you want to, I mean I'm not stopping you, I- of course!"

                                            >She's at the brink of tears now, looks like you hit a nerve.

                                            "Thanks mom."

                                            >A single tear runs down her face as she gets around the table.

                                            >Now in front of you, she stands up and is trying to hug you.

                                            >Before she can get close enough, Lyra finds her voice again.

                                            >"Does that mean that I'm the dad?"

                                            >And she fucking kills the mood.

                                            >You and Bon Bon cringe.

                                            >You just got hugblocked.

                                            >"No, you are not the dad."

                                            >"But what else? She can't have two moms."

                                            >"Yes she can. Congratulations you're a mom."

                                            "Can I be a mom too?"

                                            >She walked right into that one.

                                            >"When you're older, more responsible and married. Lyra is an exception."

                                            >"Hey! Okay, I kinda deserved that."

                                            >Time to ask some general questions.

                                            "So, what are you usually doing?"

                                            >"Bon Bon has her own candy shop, and I'am a musician.

                                            >Guess what instrument I play."

                                            >Her butt shows a lyre.

                                            "A lyre?"

                                            >"Yep. Besides that we usually just hang around ponyville and spend time together."

                                            >A sudden realization hits you.

                                            "So am I going to school now or...?"

                                            >"First, we need to go to the doctor and the castle to get you checked up.

                                            >Me and Lyra are taking the day off, so you don't have to worry about anything."

                                            >"We will be there in case Twilight starts lecturing you."

                                            >Oh what joy.

                                            >"You'll have to go to school tomorrow. Twilight should have told Cheerilee, your future teacher, about it by now."

                                            >Kinda nice, not having to worry about most stuff.

                                            >Of course you still worry.

                                            >Just thinking about all the vaccinations you are going to get...

                                            >Happy thoughts anon, happy thoughts.

                                            >School could be fun. Probably. Maybe.

                                            >Theres a first time for everything.


                                            >You stand up while Lyra clears the table.

                                            >Together you all make your way towards the hospital.

                                            >Unlike yesterday you now have the time to appreciate the world around you.

                                            >Which means that you are shielding your eyes from all the bright colours.

                                            >The sun is almost at its peak now.

                                            >It already looked colourfull when you arrived.

                                            >But now you can swear the world is out to blind you.

                                            >You manage to get almost used to it when you arrive.

                                            >The receptionist is a red haired pony nurse.

                                            >"What can I do for you?"

                                            >"We have an appointment for our little filly here. The one the princess mentioned?"

                                            >"Ah, yes. Lost filly with amnesia. Please follow me."

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                                            "Well that was reassuring"

                                            >The doctor had no idea what was wrong with you.

                                            >Apparently everything was normal for a filly, except for your brain.

                                            >Turns out these ponys have those futuristic scanners and x-rays.

                                            >For a reason he couldn't explain it was fully developed, yet the size of a fillys.

                                            >No signs of amnesia though.

                                            >He stated that it has to be mentally related.

                                            >At least he could determine that there was something wrong with you.

                                            >"I still can't believe you just shruged that syringe off like it was nothing."

                                            >"Not every filly is a crybaby like you Lyra."

                                            >"You told me you always cried when you where getting them too."

                                            >And that also happened.

                                            >Honestly there was only one illness that needed to get you vaccinated.

                                            >And you even got a lolly because you didn't throw a fit.

                                            >Strawberry flavor hmmmmmm~.

                                            >Now it was twilight time.

                                            >Spike was already at the door.

                                            >"Lyra, Bon Bon and the forgetful filly. Twilight is waiting in the library, just follow me."

                                            >Forgetful filly?

                                            >If that sticks, you can't guarantee for Spikes safety.

                                            >You really need to choose a name.

                                            >In the library the purple princess was, what surprise, reading a book.


                                            >What really got your attention though was her completely disheveled mane.

                                            >She even has bags under her eyes.

                                            "Wow purple you look like sh-...poop."

                                            >Oh god that was awful.

                                            >"I'd say she looks like shit."

                                            >"LYRA!"

                                            >Holy shit you can't breathe anymore.

                                            >Is this going to happen everyday?

                                            >"Can you two please not insult Twilight? Oh and please stop killing the filly."

                                            >"It's okay Bony, I'm used to Lyra by now."

                                            "haha...ugh..*cough*..Bony?"

                                            >"Anyway, you told us to come here. Sooo..."

                                            >"Right, I'll have to test your daughter on potential curses and other magical anomalys.

                                            >And we need a name for her, unless you want to call her the filly all the time."

                                            >Lyra chimes in at that one.

                                            >"OH OH I have one!"

                                            "Nonononono I want to choose my own name."

                                            >She slumps down dissapointed.

                                            >Sorry mint mom.

                                            >But if you gonna end up with a stupid pony name, it's gonna be your stupid pony name.

                                            >"Alright, how do you wanna be called?"

                                            >Damnit, you still haven't actually thought one up.

                                            >Green, green, green.. no bad brain go away Grinch you're not helping.

                                            >Wait is that a hornet outside of the window?

                                            >Nah thats a bee.

                                            >Wait Green Hornet.

                                            "Green Hornet."

                                            >That actually sounds good.

                                            >Yeah thats a good one.

                                            >You look up at them to see...

                                            >Confusion.

                                            >And you are met with silence.

                                            "You don't like it?"

                                            >With your luck 'green hornet' is some kind of insult.

                                            >Bony is the first to respond.

                                            >"No, it's just an unexpected one. I guess you're going with a name that describes your appearance?"

                                            >Last time you checked, you didn't look like an insect.

                                            >And Lyras talking again.

                                            >"Yeah, cause you're green and...errrr...ugh...."

                                            >How do you always end up breaking her?


                                            >While she has her mental breakdown, a strange sensation comes over you.

                                            >It's like that itch on the back of the head when someone watches you, only on every part of your body.

                                            >You can see a strange glow surrounding you.

                                            >The same glow that purples horn now emits.

                                            >This must be her detection spell.

                                            >So she is looking trough every fiber of your being with magic.

                                            >Thats a scary thought.

                                            >Now you can finally relate to Frodo from LotR.

                                            >In more than just one way.

                                            >Great, now you got yourself to imagine her as Sauron.

                                            >Cause that makes the situation better.

                                            >The giant fiery red and snake-like single eye staring at you, not just the body but the soul.

                                            >Never twitching, always watching.

                                            >Then it just stops.

                                            >Seem like she's finished and-

                                            "Why are you looking at me like that?"

                                            >You can see that she is scared, but also intrigued?

                                            >"Twilight, what did you find? Don't worry we can take it."

                                            >Bon seems to be worried now.

                                            >You can hear purple whisper something.

                                            >"Never twitching, always watching."

                                            >....seriously purple?

                                            >She detected your thoughts.

                                            >That's some messed up shit.

                                            >And just as you had to think about a personification of pure evil.

                                            >"Twilight? What's wrong?"

                                            >"Sorry, I just.. wasn't expecting so much.. evil."

                                            >Welp, you had a good run.

                                            >Almost two full days in horseland.

                                            >Definitely a new record as far as you know.

                                            >"Evil her? Wait she can't be a changeling right?"

                                            >Awhatnow?

                                            >"Not like that. It was not something with her body. As far as I'm concerned she's a healthy female little filly"

                                            >Way to rub it in.

                                            >"It's what I saw in her mind that bothers me.

                                            >I saw something concerning. Probably the reason for her amnesia.

                                            >But I don't want to mention it in front of her.

                                            >I have to discuss this with my friends first.

                                            >We will meet you in the castle while Hornet is at school."


                                            >You would object to that if you didn't already know what she was on about.

                                            >"I have to *yawn* go and inform Celestia about this."

                                            >She looks even more beat, now that she performed her spell.

                                            >You wonder who this Celestia is.

                                            >Probably someone important.

                                            >And with that purple leaves the room to begin her glorious quest.

                                            >To find and bring Sauron to justice with her fellowship of friendship.

                                            >Almost feels bad to screw with her like that.

                                            >Almost.

                                            >At least she thinks it was something hidden inside your mind.

                                            >With that comes another concern.

                                            >Even a magical princess isn't able to tell you didn't used to be like this.

                                            >Hell, she can't even tell you don't actually have amnesia.

                                            >Again all that botheres them is your brain, plus the knowledge and memorys inside of it.

                                            >The part that makes you human.

                                            >Or at least remember the life of one.

                                            >Thinking like this isn't going to get you anywhere.

                                            "What else are we going to do today?"

                                            >Your comment causes them to awake from the stupor purples words caused.

                                            >They both seemed angry, but now they're looking at you with obviously fake smiles.

                                            >"How about we go to my shop and get us all some candy?"

                                            >That gets a 'yay' and a huge smile out of both you and Lyra.

                                            >You completely forgot that she said she's the owner of a candy shop.

                                            >Will you ever be able to forgive yourself for such a sin?

                                            >What kind of sweets do ponys even eat besides lollies?

                                            >After an uneventfull walk you arrive at a small little house.

                                            >If not for the sign reading 'Sweetie Drops Candies', you would've guessed it was someones home.

                                            >You follow Bon Bon to the back where she produces a key from a lose brick.

                                            >Clever.

                                            >Upon entering you are greeted with the wonderfull smells of sugar and chocolate.

                                            >"Welcome to Sweetie Drops Candies, where all your sweetest dreams come true!"

                                            >Even Bony has that huge grin that you and Lyra are sporting.

                                            >You are all standing in the storage room, probably right behind the counter.


                                            >Lyra already claimed a box of 'Chocolate Mint-Bits'.

                                            >"I hope they are freshly minted."

                                            >Bon Bon giggles.

                                            >You just roll your eyes at their silliness.

                                            >What are you feeling like today?

                                            >Loads of different gummies, chocolates and hard-candys.

                                            >You already had a lolly, and you don't know how to eat chocolate with hooves.

                                            >Gummies it is.

                                            >You grab the bag nearest to you 'Berry-Gums'.

                                            >Almost sounds like you're going to eat a pony.

                                            >The soft berry shaped gums taste like raspberry.

                                            >Bony decided to eat Lyras chocolate mints.

                                            >Much to her approval, as she is giving her bedroom eyes.

                                            >Bony playfully punches her and whispers something.

                                            >"Stop hitting on me in front of Hornet, she's still an innocent little filly."

                                            >"She clearly has some idea of it, the way she laughed about me this morning."

                                            "Ahem"

                                            >Like deer in a headlight.

                                            "She is right, I already know about that stuff."

                                            >Now they look curious.

                                            >"How much on a skala from one to ten?"

                                            >"Please Lyra, she has amnesia. As if she only-"

                                            "Ten"

                                            >Bon Bon is visibly taken aback by that.

                                            >"Mares, stallions or both?"

                                            >"Are we really having this conversation now?"

                                            >You used to be a straight male.

                                            "I think mares so lesbian, but I could be something else for all I know. Haven't had the chance to test it."

                                            >"Don't you worry, you can always ask mommy Lyra if you ever need help or advice."

                                            >"Cause you are clearly an expert."

                                            >"I got married didn't I?"

                                            >And they're arguing.

                                            >"We where best friends for years before you managed to realize your feelings!"

                                            >"Love isn't easy, you know?!"

                                            >This isn't going anywhere.

                                            >Good as time as any to think about tomorrow.

                                            >How will school be?

                                            >You definitely need to act a lot more childish to get along with the other kids.

                                            >"I waited for you to make the first move, only to end up doing it myself!"

                                            >"Well I didn't know that, I was waiting for you!"

                                            >Clothes would be nice too.

                                            >Even if you don't need them, you're just used to wearing something.

                                            >"Wait, why are we talking again?"


                                            >"Something with me helping Hornet."

                                            >That's your cue.

                                            "For help and advice on my love life."

                                            >"Right, how about we stop talking about that and get a proper meal?"

                                            "Sure."

                                            >"Fine with me."

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                                            >Flowers.

                                            >Dried buttercups to be precise.

                                            >Should've expected that.

                                            >Fucking flowers on bread is apparently a real dish for these ponys.

                                            >It may even be tasty, considering your new taste buds.

                                            >Your brain is still telling you that flowers aren't food.

                                            >Food for animals not sapient beings, horses or not.

                                            >"The sandwich isn't poisoned you silly filly."

                                            >Only cause the flowers are dried.

                                            >Now that you look more closely, there even seems to be grass in it.

                                            >Here goes nothing.

                                            >You take a bite and it actually tastes good.

                                            >Like butter but not as strong.

                                            >The grass gives it some crunch as well as a more rich taste.

                                            >Still a bit bland though.

                                            >This time Lyra is the first to talk.

                                            >"So I take it you don't remember eating flowers but other stuff? Thats weird."

                                            "Losing your memory is guaranteed to be weird."

                                            >"I guess that's true."

                                            >Silence and eating.

                                            "Ummmm.. nice weather we're having."

                                            >That's a nice harmless topic.

                                            >Bon Bon responds.

                                            >"I dunno, the local pegasi missed the last rain.

                                            >Applejack lost part of her harvest because of it.

                                            >You can guess how that went down.

                                            >And today there where suposed to be some clouds.

                                            >Guess Cloudsdale has some problems with their machinery again.

                                            >All in all you could say it's alright."

                                            >Oooookaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy then.

                                            >Lesson learned: In horseland even weather is being controlled.

                                            "I'm just gonna pretend I understood that."

                                            >"Ops, sorry. Rambled there for a bit."