Little orphan Anon.


                                            >"So you're the online hacker known as anonymous?"

                                            >Pipp and her gang finally found you

                                            >you start running but are immediately enveloped in a warm glow.

                                            >Pipp gets up in your face

                                            >"is there anything you want to say before you get what's coming to you?"

                                            >you only have one defense.

                                            >"hey hey hey i'm a little filly, I'm just a little filly,nooo,it's also my birthday, i'm a little birthday filly"

                                            >the unicorn releases her grip on you as the others start questioning Pipp about what's going on.

                                            >you don't give them the chance to reconcile and take off running.

                                            >you'd fly but your wings aren't quite developed yet.

                                            >two hours later Pipp would recieve another message calling her a "little pig" and a "cum repository"


                                            >you unfortunately ran in the opposite direction of home

                                            >you waited in an alley way for a couple hours before making your way back.

                                            >you stop back at the hayburger so you could use their wifi again.

                                            >that pink pussy probably found you because you come here to use the wifi everyday on your way home from school.

                                            >the orphanage that you stay at doesn't have internet access, and the staff know that you're an orphan and give you a free small fry when you stop in.

                                            >thinking back, you probably shouldn't have abruptly left as soon as you saw Princess puddle's unicorn pet pointing at you.

                                            ...

                                            >as you step into the lobby you see the owner/caretaker, a blue mare with silver accents by the name of Whispering Wind. sitting behind the front desk reading a book.

                                            >"There you are Moss-Flower, I've been waiting for you.

                                            >she gave you that name because "Anonymous is a lack of a name, not a name" and she didn't take listen to any reason as to why she's wrong.

                                            >"What's up?"

                                            >"The princesses are visiting tomorrow and i was hoping you'd round up a few of your friends, and clean up the dayroom."

                                            >"Why?" awww fuck

                                            >"Because you thrashed it playing that game, what did you call it? "Cowboys and Indians?"

                                            >"Not that, why are the princesses coming?"

                                            >"since we're funded primarily by the crown, they like to make sure we're using our funding properly."

                                            >"then why do we all have phones?"

                                            >"That was a request made by Princess Petals"

                                            >she notices the dumb look on your face and continues.

                                            >"Yeah, i didn't think it was a good idea at first either, but that tracking app is pretty useful."

                                            >you nod as you walk towards the day room.

                                            >Pilfered pillow forts, and Toppled Teepees litter the sides of the room. it'll take some time to clean up, but you got some stuff to think about.

                                            >you start piling up pillows.

                                            >You wonder if Pipps posse is going to come with her when she visits, probably not.

                                            >it probably wouldn't be in your best interest to be there when they visit either way.

                                            >on the other hand you're pretty sure that fate is a petty bitch and you'll get home as soon as they leave and the unicorn will drag you into an alley way or something.

                                            >you really didn't think Pipp meant it when she said she'd beat the stuffing out of you in that video she posted.

                                            >but then again, you were also wrong when you thought they wouldn't lock a child in hell instead of giving her proper therapy and guidance.

                                            >near endless arguments with twilight after that ended with her expediting her research to send you home and eventually led to this colossal fuck up that she had no way of knowing was a fuck up.

                                            >you really do hate pony princesses.


                                            >You are Izzy Moonbow.

                                            >something isn't sitting right with you.

                                            >yesterday Pipp wanted you and the others to help her confront somepony who was being mean to her.

                                            >on one hoof, you did see the messages and how cruel they were, and the pegasus writing the messages had the grossest greasiest green luminescence you've ever seen.

                                            >but on the other hoof they were clearly just a little filly.

                                            >Hitch and Pipp got in a huge fight over it too.

                                            >you and Sunny tried to stop them from arguing which led to where you are now.

                                            >which is the same hayburger you saw the filly in yesterday.

                                            >"Do you really think she's going to come back here within a day of getting assaulted?" Hitch remarks

                                            >"Not really, and besides Pipp said she was just trying to scare her. Clearly it didn't work."

                                            >"And how do we know the culprit is that filly?"

                                            >"because she ran as soon as she noticed Pipp, and because izzy" Sunny gestures at you right as you shove a hoof-full of hayfries in your mouth"said that she had a really dark sparkle."

                                            >Hitch sighs

                                            >"both of those are circumstantial at best, she probably ran because she saw an unknown Unicorn point at her."

                                            >"I hope she shows up, I got her a birthday present." you pull a small wrapped box out of your saddle bag.

                                            ...

                                            >You've decided to spend your entire day at the park so you don't risk giving up your address to Princess Pimple (ehh you'll think of something better later) so that makes you Anonymous.

                                            >before you head over though, you need to get some food the school lunch was just a single piece of lettuce and one baby carrot.

                                            >you see Pipps gang through the hayburger's window. you quickly back-peddle and decide that lunch was good enough. after all

                                            >besides you gotta practice with your wings, the idea of flying (and the chance that fate will fuck you over worse in the afterlife) is one of the few things keeping you going.

                                            >it's pretty windy today you think to yourself as you ascend to the top of the play tower.

                                            >You stretch out your wings take 2 steps back and prepare to jump.

                                            >right as your hind legs leave the tower you notice a blue tail sticking out of a bush.

                                            >you start flailing your wings in an attempt to fly.

                                            >instead of flying, or at-least sticking the landing, you face plant into the wood chips, and something distinctively harder than a wood chip right in the middle of your forehead.

                                            >you hear a gasp and slowly lift your head off the ground.

                                            >Pipp's pet unicorn is running toward you.

                                            >"Oh my gosh you're bleeding hold still." she pulls a band-aid out of her horse-purse, and gently sticks it to you.

                                            >"thanks, but i have to know, why are you following me?" you're hoping to play ignorant but you doubt she'll buy it.

                                            >"Well you said it was your birthday yesterday so I got you a gift."

                                            >she hands you a small box.

                                            >you look over it. "so where are your friends? I saw them with you earlier."

                                            >"Well they were arguing over whether or not you're the one we're after and i thought you wouldn't want to be dragged into it for a second day in a row, but you know i have to ask"

                                            >She looks you dead in the eyes and the world around you seems to go dark.

                                            >"Are you the one?"

                                            >You involuntarily shudder. "No, what's in the box?"

                                            >"Okay." you feel all of the tension in the air leave as sudden as it came. "it's something that should help your sparkle really shine."

                                            >"oh." you quickly open the box, inside you find a wristband strung together with a bunch of gems, the most prominent one being an emerald.

                                            >"Do you like it?" her eyes are all starry.

                                            >"yeah I do." she's really starting to give off some weird vibes.

                                            "So uhh what's your name anyways?"

                                            >"Oh yeah, sorry i forgot to introduce myself. I'm Izzy"

                                            >"An... Mossflower, it's nice to actually meet you."

                                            >"It's nice to meet you too Mossy, I gotta go now."

                                            >thank god she's leaving. you were pretty sure there weren't any rapists in Equestria but if there was one. it's probably her.


                                            >you are Pipp Petals, Princess extraordinaire.

                                            >today's agenda involves one of the most important things you do every year.

                                            >Its important enough to not be recorded even.

                                            >giving poor orphaned fillies and colts hope for the future.

                                            >you'll admit though, it was Zipps idea in the first place

                                            >speaking of which Zipp just finished a speech about how important it is to have faith in your friends

                                            >you followed up by telling the story of how you, her, Sunny, Izzy, and Hitch brought magic back to Equestria.

                                            >"Now does anypony have any questions?"

                                            >A small red colt with a green mane raises his hoof almost instantly so you call on him first

                                            >"And what's you're name little one?"

                                            >"Pine Needul but my friend Nonnuh calls me Chrimmas Colows."

                                            >"Alrighty Piney, what's your question?"

                                            >"What does suberficial mean?'

                                            >You look to zipp who shrugs and answers for you

                                            >"it's something that's shallow or near surface level."

                                            >he looks confused but doesn't question further.

                                            >"Alright next question?"

                                            >next you call on a deep purple filly sitting in the middle of the group.

                                            >"And what's your question?"

                                            >"What's a Trite?"

                                            >you look over at Zipp again, she shakes her head at you.

                                            >you pull out your phone and search it on a dictionary app

                                            >Definition of trite

                                            >hackneyed or boring from much use : not fresh or original

                                            >"It's something that's boring or unoriginal"

                                            >"that makes sense."


                                            >most of the questions are definitions of words with negative connotations.

                                            >after everything's said and done you approach one of the older ones, a reddish orange filly with a light blue mane, as the rest clear out towards the cafeteria.

                                            >"So is there a vocab quiz or something going on?" you ask her.

                                            >"no, it's just that we've heard most of those words used to describe you."

                                            >you don't know how to respond to that.

                                            >"I'm sorry if that was a little blunt, one of my friends who isn't here right now has a question she's dying to know."

                                            >"yeah? what does she want to know?"

                                            >"what's it like to have a mother..."

                                            >you were worried that it was something mean.

                                            >"well it's the ni-" she cuts you off.

                                            >"Who clearly cares more about your older sister? personally i think it's sad that she named you to match the nickname of the future queen."

                                            >"It's not li-"

                                            >"I mean i guess i can understand why though, She's fast, strong, athletic and smart to boot. at least you beat her at having a personality."

                                            >"My mo-" you feel the anxiety worm it's way back into your heart.

                                            >"If you can count being on the internet as a personality, luckily most fillies and colts do, Moss is probably right about the fact that if you were the queen enemies of the crown would make moves against us."

                                            >"I-"

                                            >"Speaking of Moss despite only being in the fifth grade she's probably the smartest Pony i know, Am i rambling again?" she slows down a bit. "i'm sorry Moss says i'm on a spectrum and that's why i get like this when i'm excited, so what do you think."

                                            >"when you put it that way I guess it is a bit sad that my name closely resembles Zephyrina's nickname, but Pipp is a good name. so is this Moss the one saying all of those things about me?"

                                            >the filly has a sudden realization before she starts crying.

                                            >"PLEASE DON'T CUT OFF MOSSY'S HEAD FOR SPEAKING AGAINST THE CROWN."

                                            >you go from anxiously wanting to leave to pure confusion in a second.

                                            >"I would never do that, I don't think we've ever executed somepony for saying rude things about anypony before either."

                                            >"d.d.do you promise?" she says wiping tears from her eyes

                                            >"I promise, Miss..."

                                            >"oh... my name is Rising Sun" she sniffles.

                                            >you start making connections...

                                            >"is Moss green with a black mane?"

                                            >"Yeah why? she's not in trouble is she?"

                                            >"No" you lie.

                                            >"Does she live here with you?"

                                            >"Yeah... She's my only friend here too, everypony else thinks i'm too annoying to hang out with."

                                            >You ignore the rest of her sentence as you think about what to do next.

                                            >She lives here, so she'll be back before the days over.

                                            >the question is, are you actually going to beat up an orphan for saying mean things about you?

                                            >Clearly she hates you a lot more than you thought, you don't even know why.

                                            >"And if you meet Moss flower, please don't hold what she says against her, she's like that with everypony at first."

                                            >You'll just have to find out for yourself why.


                                            >you are Anon, today's flight attempts were unsuccessful to say the least. you just need to keep trying. you'll get it. even fucking scootaloo learned to fly eventually.

                                            >you've really started to miss your old friends, hell you even miss spike and Twilight.

                                            >a thought strikes you, they could both still be alive out there.

                                            >though you are currently twilight's favorite type of prey, a pegasus filly.

                                            >you giggle at your stupid joke

                                            >"What's so funny?" oh god not again.

                                            >you recognize pipps voice and immediately take a deep breath

                                            >"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

                                            >She shoves her hoof over your mouth before you could finish

                                            >"I just want to talk with you. if i move my hoof will you please stop screaming?"

                                            >you stare at her for a few seconds.

                                            >As soon as she moves her hoof you start screaming "FIRE FIRE FIRE"

                                            >instead of turning to look like you assumed they would, all of the ponies in the street start scrambling and screeching.

                                            >pipp gives you a disappointed look

                                            >"Alright you're coming with me."

                                            >She scoops you up and starts trying to fly, gaining quite a bit of height.

                                            >you kind of want to see how this is going to play out.

                                            >"where are we going? are you going to kill me and hide the body?"

                                            >she's too busy huffing and puffing to answer you, clearly not used to flying with extra weight.

                                            >"maybe if you exercised more you'd be able to fly unhindered?"

                                            >"shush"

                                            >you poke her side to emphasize your point

                                            >she lands on a cloud and sets you down.

                                            >"What do you want pink non-monarch?

                                            >"Well Moss-Flower, one of your friends told me that you were dealing with some problems, and i was hoping that we could work through them together.


                                            >You are Pipp. as soon as you said Moss's name she pulled up one of the best poker faces you've seen

                                            >you watch her lift a hoof and put it back down still not responding.

                                            >you have a whole speech planned out about how things get better and how ponies care about her and that her friends are her family.

                                            >a look of panic spreads across her face for a half second before she slams both hoofs down on the cloud

                                            >it dissipated underneath her and you watch her plummet.

                                            >what happened doesn't register in your brain for a full second before you jump down after her.

                                            ...

                                            >you may have just killed yourself, so you're Anon, or Moss-flower depending on who you talk to.

                                            >you may have overreacted just a tad bit when she said your name.

                                            >something you heard about birds pushing their young out of the nest to make them fly flashed through your mind as you acted..

                                            >the wind howls in your ears, you spread out your wings and limbs to slow your fall.

                                            >you start flapping your wings as fast as you can, accomplishing very little.

                                            >you may have less than ten seconds before you turn into a fine meaty paste

                                            >the thought that some baby birds just die from the practice forces itself into your mind.

                                            >you close your eyes and shove your wings down as hard as you can while you brace for impact.

                                            >Something slams into you.

                                            >you bounce and skid your face across the pavement.

                                            >you hear yelling and slowly turn your head towards the noise.

                                            >you vaguely recognize the sound of rocks bouncing off of each other with the movement.

                                            >you see a white pony yelling at Pipp. before running over to you.

                                            >heh bitch. you think as you fall asleep.


                                            >You are Queen Haven and you are in a bind.

                                            >an orphaned filly with 4 broken ribs and an emerald embedded in her eye is being treated by the royal physician in the medical wing.

                                            >according to Zipp everything that happened was because The filly and Pipp were saying mean things to eachother over the internet.

                                            >you read through their chat logs, It seemed like it wasn't until Moss-flower sent " I'll fuck your dad so he can have a child he can be proud of" Pipp was just trying to find out why she was so negative.

                                            >Despite all of the cruel and unusual things said before Moss-Flower fell, Pipp expressed that she genuinely wanted to help her.

                                            >you questioned all of Pipps friends about what happened, their stories all matched up with what she said.

                                            >Zipp maintained the fact that she didn't want to be apart of it and that she thought confronting someone over something they said online is stupid.

                                            >She also told you what happened.

                                            >Ponies were yelling about a fire so she went to go check it out, she saw the green filly falling towards the ground and ran over to try and catch her.

                                            >at the last second the filly threw off her own momentum which resulted in Zipp headbutting her in the side

                                            >She bounced a total of three times, it's inferred that after the first bounce the hoof band she was wearing impaled her.

                                            >Pipp called an ambulance while Zipp looked over Moss-flower

                                            >they didn't tell you which one had the ambulance bring her hear.

                                            >which brings you to right now.

                                            >Pipp has an idea on what to do about the media and a way to help Moss-Flower as well.

                                            >"I think you should adopt Moss-Flower" she says with a look of certainty on her face.

                                            >you blink three times before you rest your head on your hoof.

                                            >you think you can see where she's going with this.

                                            >"You want the pony that said that you were a waste of flesh to be your sister?

                                            >"She needs real help, and i don't think she's getting it at that orphanage."

                                            >"Maybe from a therapist, not from you Pipp."

                                            >"I can figure out why she's so angry and help her work through it."

                                            >"And what happens when she tries to kill herself again?"

                                            >"I'm sure that her breaking the cloud was an accident, plus Zipp can help her learn to fly too!"

                                            >You clearly don't think this is a good idea, but you were wrong about the pegasus crystal's usage.

                                            >If another scandal like the flight incident happens, there's no way you or the princesses could recover.

                                            >however if Pipp and Zipp can help this wayward filly that would ensure the populace's loyalty to the crown.

                                            >the risks seem to outweigh the potential benefits

                                            >and given what you've read from her she doesn't want anything to do with Pipp

                                            >You don't want to outright say no to the idea, so you wont.

                                            >"When she gets out of surgery and has had some time to rest up, ask her if she would like to live in the castle with you and Zephyrina"

                                            >"Yes Mother." with that she leaves the room satisfied.

                                            >Now all you can do is wait for Moss-Flower to wake up.


                                            >You are a green man named Anonymous.

                                            >You know it's a dream because you have hands feet and a penis

                                            >it feels like when Luna used to reach out in your dreams.

                                            >back before you cursed her out for throwing Golly in a cage and subsequently hell.

                                            >"Anon it's good to see you again my boy"

                                            >you groan as the slippery seprantine body of the draconnis slithers into view.

                                            >"What the hell do you want?" you feel a pulse quaking through starting at the center of your head and quaking through the rest of your body.

                                            >"Remember that time you told me i could use your death for a joke?" he says with a grin on his stupid mug.

                                            >"Oh god damnit did that stupid princess kill me somehow?

                                            >"Yes, but not the one you're thinking of"

                                            >"Explain. Now."

                                            >"for seeing and old friend after a thousand years. you sure are being rude. now i don't even want to tell you my awesome prank I pulled on Twilight."

                                            >"Sorry it's been a rough few weeks since..."

                                            >"Yeah since twilight killed you and sent your mind and soul hurdling through time."

                                            >you open your mouth to respond close it and rest your head on your hand.

                                            >"Cmon buddy turn that frown upside down."

                                            >your head does a flip off of your body and lands rightside down.

                                            >"So what was the prank."

                                            >"As soon as i felt your soul leave your body I blew it up. It was crazy funny, Spike walked in and caught your head, he was traumatized for years after. Twilight never forgave herself."

                                            >"That is the most vile fucked up thing i've ever heard you do." You're atleast glad Twilight realized that she fucked up.

                                            >"If it was any other combination of creatures out there I wouldn't have done it, it was her fault you died, it's her fault you're piloting a filly who died of exposure last winter, and it's her fault that spike was brought into existance."

                                            >"why are you dumping all of this shit on me? I could have lived the rest of my life without knowing i body snatched some poor kid."

                                            >he strokes his goatee

                                            >"I guess i could have left that out.

                                            >"Why are you even here?"

                                            >"i was feeling a bit sentimental when twilight killed you and i wanted to make sure you didn't end up as a lost soul so I sent a little bit of me to follow you."

                                            >"Why talk to me now? i mean if you've been with me all this time, why not sooner?

                                            >he puts his arm around your shoulder.

                                            >"Well I myself am dead, and my heir has been encased in stone for about 999 years and 354 days, it wasn't until you started causing chaos by screaming about a fire that I woke up again.

                                            >"Who's your heir?" he smirks and completely ignores your question

                                            >"anyways There's a gemstone lodged in your eye and you're going to be blind in that eye for the rest of your life. I'll see you never."

                                            >He disappears in a puff of smoke leaving you just as confused as when he showed up.


                                            >You're still Anon and you're still dreaming.

                                            >it's the same dream you've had every night since you were sent here.

                                            >you're wandering in a frozen field, illuminated by the pale moon above.

                                            >at some point you stepped onto an iced-over pond, while trying to make your way home

                                            >the ice beneath your hoofs starts to crack.

                                            >you go to take another step and the ice gives way.

                                            >you fall forwards and hit your head on the ice and submerg face first into the frosty pond

                                            >Normally this is the part where you wake up

                                            >instead you just sit in the inky blackness.

                                            >minutes turn to hours as you sit there

                                            >Scared

                                            >Alone

                                            >This is how the filly died.

                                            >A light slowly invelops your body before fading back into darkness.

                                            >you remember what happens next.

                                            >it's was mid day you were freezing.

                                            >you hopped out of the pond and shook yourself off.

                                            >you saw an honest to god city in the distance and started trotting while yelling explitives about twilights thick alicorn ass.

                                            >patroling guards found you. you didn't give them any useful information, so they hauled you to an orphanage.

                                            >and so you sat reminiscing in the darkness.


                                            >a whole week flies by while you wait for Moss-Flower to wake up.

                                            >Zipp hasn't said a single word to you since then

                                            >You are Pipp Petals and you feel like Tartarus

                                            >you've gotten some bad news. Moss-flower's condition was leaked to the public.

                                            >despite all of that you were managing to keep everything together pretty well, until about 5 minutes ago.

                                            >Anonymous, the real one, sent you a message calling you a piece of shit f(b?)uck-up for hurting the poor filly

                                            >you already felt terrible about her condition and now you feel like a monster.

                                            >Atleast your fans don't know it's your fault that she's here.

                                            >It's times like these that you know you should rely on your friends.

                                            >What would you even tell them?

                                            >Hey you know that filly i convinced you gals to stalk? yeah the one that got blinded when she tried to run away from me. she wasn't Anonymous after all.

                                            >Gosh why are you so terrible

                                            >Maybe Anonymous is right about you.

                                            >No there's no way that jerk is right about anything.

                                            >you feel a hoof on your back.

                                            >you look over to the intruder.

                                            >"Pipp, It's going to be alright, the doctors said she'll wake up soon."

                                            >Zipp... you have to tell her.

                                            >"She isn't Anonymous. She can't be."

                                            >"I never really thought she was. honestly."

                                            >silence looms in the air.

                                            >"so.. what are the others doing?"

                                            >"Sunny wanted to check out the royal archives, she wants to try to dig up as much stuff as she can about princess twilight's kingdom."

                                            >"do you think she'll find anything?"

                                            >"probably not on her own, we should go help her."

                                            >"Yeah sure" you hop off of your bed and follow your sister.


                                            >you're thinking about your time in ponyville so your Anon again

                                            >god the crusaders would have a field day with you, if they were still alive that is.

                                            >that swibbles always gave you the heebie jeebies.

                                            >not to mention that whenever those godless heathens assaulted you it was usually her idea.

                                            >nothing will ever beat Twilights autistic fits in terms of sheer annoyance though.

                                            >all of the elements were pretty annoying actually

                                            >except fluttershy, but you're willing to bet that's because you never actually talked to her.

                                            >there's a possibility that twilight and spike are still alive

                                            >Though the fact that magic just recently made a comeback suggests that twilight either went into exile or died when she fucked up equestria.

                                            >if spike is alive he's either in the dragonlands or he's in castle friendship.

                                            >maybe you should go looking for him.

                                            >he owes you 20 bits after all.

                                            >you don't really know what the worlds like outside of zephyr heights, all you've heard are baseless rumors told by the other orphans.

                                            >hell maybe your knowledge of the past could do some good for the world.

                                            >nah fuck that, fuck them pones they'll figure shit out on their own.

                                            >besides if you told anybody that you were actually a 27 year old Man from another dimension, who after being killed by the princess of friendship traveled 1000 years into the future, stole a little girls corpse, they'd lock you in the loony bin.

                                            >probably, actually ponies are pretty stupid, you could probably convince at least half of the-

                                            >your thoughts are cut off by an extremely bright light burning your eyes... eye.

                                            >fuck you were hoping that it was just a fever dream.


                                            >you stretch out your limbs and feel an IV in your right arm... leg whatever.

                                            >"You lied" someone's in your blind spot.

                                            >"About what?" the unicorn you remember from the park steps into view and she looks miffed

                                            >you say a quick prayer to horseJesus that you'll come away from this unscathed.

                                            >"you said you weren't the one. but Pippy hasn't gotten a single message from Anonymous since you fell."

                                            >"That's cool, why can't i see out of my left eye?"

                                            >that gets her to cool down on the interrogation a bit

                                            >she starts nervously stepping in place as she answers.

                                            >"when you were falling, Zipp tried to catch you, but she messed up i guess... the bracelet i gave you, sort of uhh... stabbed you in the eye...

                                            >half way through her sentence she started sobbing. should you even try to comfort her?

                                            >yeah you should.

                                            >"hey, it's alright. these things happen, It's not your fault."

                                            >she starts blabbering at you so you interrupt her.

                                            >"seriously, unless you wanted me to gouge out my eye with your fancy rocks, don't worry about it."

                                            >she sniffs and blinks a couple times.

                                            >"I'll go tell the doctor you're awake."

                                            >"one more thing before you go, do you know what they did with the bracelet?"

                                            >"I think they tossed it, if you want i can make you another one"

                                            >"that'd be nice, though having the original makes for a better story"

                                            >"are you not bothered at all about your eye?"

                                            >"yeah a bit. but I'm a big boy i can take it."

                                            >you smile at her

                                            >she smiles back

                                            >"I'll come visit again later."

                                            >as she turns to leave you wonder how long you're going to be stuck in the hospital

                                            >wait...

                                            >she's got a nice ass.

                                            >no wait, how did she know where you were at.

                                            >the princess probably just requested a specific hospital after she called an ambulance.

                                            >maybe you should bounce before she comes to finish you off or whatever.

                                            >do future ponies even have ambulances? you need to pay more attention just like in general.

                                            >the doc should be in any moment now...


                                            >you're still anon

                                            >Dr Sunlight was nice enough to remove the I.V

                                            >a nurse is going to bring you oatmeal and chocolate milk in like 5 minutes

                                            >they're going to hold you for another day to make sure you're okay, and then when Whispering Wind shows up you can leave.

                                            >your phone sadly didn't survive the fall, so you're going to have to ask somebody to get the orphanage's number.

                                            >or you could just leave. you can use your mane to cover your eye and walk out.

                                            >you hear the door to your room open and look over.

                                            >to no one's surprise it's your fourth favorite princess.

                                            >she's alone again.

                                            >she see's you staring and winces.

                                            >"Moss-flower, I'm sorry that i assumed you were Anonymous, after i found out that you didn't like me i was so sure i was right."

                                            >it's hard to see but you think you see tears streaming down her face

                                            >you're starting to feel some real pity for the marelet.

                                            >not enough to try and comfort her mind you

                                            >"even if i was right, it doesn't matter. you shouldn't be in here right now."

                                            >"I see. who is Anonymous? you keep bringing them up"

                                            >"somepony on the internet who kept saying mean things to me. I tried to be nice to them, until they brought up my dad."

                                            >"it kinda seems like you overreacted."

                                            >she sheepishly smiles

                                            >"I did. And i want to make it up to you."

                                            >"besides paying for my medical bills?"

                                            >"yeah, would you like to live in the palace?"

                                            >"kinda strange to ask someone that sorta question after hospitalizing them isn't it? I doubt being a servant is as fulfilling as just normally living my life."

                                            >"i guess it is pretty strange huh. but i didn't mean as a servant, i meant more like my mom adopting you."

                                            >you look at her, momentarily dumbfounded by the statement.

                                            >"can you give me a few days to think about it?"

                                            >"take all the time you need."

                                            >the nurse comes in as Pipp shuffles out.

                                            >She sets your food on the nightstand on your good side.

                                            >"Thank you Miss...

                                            >"Sacred Oath" she fills in for you.

                                            >"Did they happen to keep my bracelet?"

                                            >"it's covered in icky stuff, I can wash it off and bring it to you if you want."

                                            >"that'd be wonderful thanks"

                                            >"You're very welcome"

                                            >left alone, you turn on the tv and flip through the channels while you eat.