...
>You are Anon.
>How unfortunate.
>You don't know where you are.
>Afterlife, maybe?
>It's about as comfortable as you imagined it to be.
*Beep*
>...
>As you were saying, it's surprisingly-
*Beep*
>Oh no.
>Even in death you can't catch a break.
*Beep*
>Fuck it!
>The hell's making that noise!?
>You might have to open your eyes.
>Goddammit.
>So much for relaxing for all eternity.
>Ngh!
>B-bright!
>You resist the urge to close your eyes, if only to see what's causing this damned beeping.
>...Are you in a hospital?
*Beep*
>You can only tune it out for so long.
>Your head snaps violently towards the source.
>Fuck, that wasn't worth it.
>Your neck feels like it's hanging on by a thread.
>Okay, maybe a slight exaggeration.
>You just love tempting the world into proving you wrong.
>Used to, at least.
>You feel tears threaten to fall from your eyes.
>You always waited for one reason to not give up on Equestria.
>For something, or someone, to tell you that Equestria is a place worth living for.
>No one proved you wrong, though.
>...Are you forgetting something?
>You hear something approaching the door.
>Hooves?
>Please god...
>Not here.
>The door slowly opens.
>A monster pokes its head in.
>Fine, it's a pony.
>You decide to wait and see what they'll do.
>They turn and leave after giving some kind of look that you've never seen in Equestria.
>Sympathy, was it?
>Is this what you're dealing with from now on?
>No rest for ol' 'Non, eh?
>While you were busy with your crazy inner monologue, you failed to notice your room slowly growing more populated.
>With a certain group of six horse sadists.
>And a nurse.
>Instead of waiting like last time, you cut them off.
"Why the fuck are you here!? This is MY goddamn afterlife!"
>And just so they know you aren't playing around, you try, and fail, to stand up.
>You instead face planted two feet from where you started.
>You wish you had just stayed in bed.
>Guess you'll just die.
>Again.
>You feel a bunch of hooves grabbing at you, most likely trying to harm you more.
>"Anon, we're all so sorry for-"
>You don't even know, or care, who was speaking.
>You swat them all away, and finally manage to stand.
>They're all crying.
>The nurse speaks up.
>"You r-really should get more rest."
>Why are they acting like this?
>Like they care?
>Is this some cosmic joke?
>Forget this.
>You walk straight past everyone.
>You're not playing this game.
>They give chase, spouting nonsense.
>One reason.
>Just one.
>By the time you're at the exit, they've given up.
>Well, not all of them.
>"Anon!"
>Pinkie Pie blocks the exit.
>She looks... So-
>"Please forgive me! I-I never-"
>You don't even hear the rest.
"You..."
>She stops.
"I remember."
--
>"Us? Friends!? Ha! You look like something out of Tartarus!"
--
>You slowly approach her.
--
>"Darling, you seem so desperate. Just give up."
--
"This is hell."
--
>"I'm the Princess of Friendship? Since when were you one of my subjects?"
--
"You expect me to... D-do anything anymore?"
--
>"You come 'round here again, you'll regret it."
--
>All you wanted was...
--
>"Huh? You want to help? I'm sorry, but no."
--
>Someone who cares.
--
>"Y-your birthday? Ehehe... Listen, I'm busy. Next time, 'kay?"
--
>And then it hit you.
 
...
>"H-hey!"
>How did she?
>"Anon, I..."
>You distantly feel yourself being lifted from your position hanging above the ground, before your head is resting on something soft.
>"I'm really super duper sorry!" Tears fall from her eyes at an incredible rate.
>This pink horse...
>Is apologising?
>"I'm sorry that I never threw you any parties! And that I was super mean to you when all you wanted was to be my friend!"
>G-goddammit.
>"Please forgive me! I don't know what was wrong with me!" She's clutching you as if you're going to vanish at any second.
>Why?
>Tears of agony well up in your fading eyes.
>"A-Anon?"
 
...
>You lean down and embrace her.
"Pinkie... T-thank you for caring."