>Moving is a very big event for kinderponies
>Whenever someone moves there's always a massive party where they say goodbye to everypony

>>35415867
He literally moves across the street

>>35416148
>Anon moves across the street
>spends the next day unpacking his shit
>all his friends panic because his house is totally empty and they can't find him anywhere
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>>35415613
>>35416148
>>35417027
>>35417440
Fine, I'll do it myself

>Be Anon in kinderquestria
>Life is comfy, almost perfect
>Only thing that's out of place is that the house across the street is the same as yours
>But the sun wouldn't burn your eyes in the morning if you lived there
>Thankfully nobody lives there
>All this musing doesn't help your sun-eyes situation
>Might as well talk to Mayor Mare about moving...

>Be Pinkie Pie
>Something tells you there's a reason to party
>Three tail twitches and an eye twitch
>And it's at Anon's house!
>Better get over there quickly!
>With cupcakes!
>And so you get to work on making some cupcakes

>Be Anon again
>Didn't know moving was as easy as asking nicely
>Then again, what did you expect?
>Living light, it only took two hours to move everything. /fit/ would be proud of how you handled that super light bedframe.
>Ah, now you never have to wake up to that great big ball of plasma eating your corneas again
>...if it's made of plasma here, too

>Be a pink party pony
>Must be Pinkie Pie
>Cupcakes are done! You had to make sure there was enough for the whole town
>Hopping over to Anon's house, bounce bounce!
>You knock on the door politely
>You remember he likes when ponies do that
"Nonny! I'm here for the party!
>...
>...
>...
>Why isn't he answering?
>Oh! That's right, it's a party! A surprise party! For you! That's why you had to make enough for the town, and nobody told you!
>You enthusiastically open the door
>Anon's furniture is gone
>Anon is gone
>Oh no

>Be the sexiest green biped this side of Canterlot
>There's a lot of ponies running around outside
>Some are yelling, some are crying
>Oh, is it big villain season?
>Time to take care of it.
>You grab your [spoiler]unregistered[/spoiler] tactical rolled up newspaper [spoiler]with extended sports section[/spoiler] and walk out the front door
"Hey! Ponies! Where's the bad guy?"
>One turns to you, and she runs to give you a hug
>You remember her... Roseluck, you think her name is
>"Y-y-you're baaaaaack!"
>wut
"wut"
>"Pinkie said there was a party, *hic* and you were gone, *hic* and now you're baaaaaaack!"
"What? A party? There's no villain?"
>You are very confused, and a [spoiler]little disappointed that you don't get to use your bad pony paper[/spoiler]
>"There's a villain too?!"
>Bad choice of words, idiot. Calm the pony already.
"No, no there isn't. Let's go tell everyone that I'm okay."
>Maybe next time.