>You are Anon.
>And today you go from a boy to a man.
>It's your 18th birthday.
>That's 12 years you've spent in Equestria.
>You don't remember much from before you came here.
>All you can remember is that your original parents didn't take great care of you.
>One night you went to sleep then you woke up here.
>In this great big castle.
>It took forever to get used to having a princess as a mom.
>Hell you're still getting used to it and so is she.
>But she tries and that's what counts right?
>A voice from downstairs pulls you from your thoughts.
>"Anon...Anon!"
>You walk over to the top of the steps to see your mother, and boy she does not look happy at all.
"Yeah, what?"
>"I've been calling you for 15 minutes and..."
>Uh oh.
>She's walking up the steps and you can see the blood vessel almost bursting from her forehead.
"Why are you not ready? Your party is in 10 minutes and your still in your PJ's!"
>Your mom was a stickler for schedules.
>"You need to brush your hair, and put on your good suit."
"You mean my only suit?"
>If looks could kill she would be inviting the family over for a funeral instead of cake.
>You run to your room and get ready.
>You brush out your hair, put on a black suit and adjust your red tie.
>The fedora on your hat rack was calling your name but you decide to leave it.

>You race down the stairs and present yourself to the perturbed purple pony you called mother.
>She looks at you for a few seconds with wide eyes.
>"My little Anon's all grown up. Now go set the table."
"Wouldn't it be faster if you did it?"
>"Yes but your an adult now and I can't do every thing for you anymore."
>She was always terrible at making excuses about how she was teaching you to grow up or be responsible.
>You take a quick glance around to see all the decorations she put up.
>After a sweep of the room you notice a certain older brother missing from the picture.
"Mom, where's Spike?"
>She looks around before yelling up the steps.
"Spike get your butt down here and help your brother set up the table!"
>After a few seconds you hear a few quick footsteps from upstairs.
>You knew he was going to try to slide down the railing.
>Even though he only gets to the middle and falls every time.
>You take a seat to enjoy the inevitable show.
>A blur of purple and green flies down the railing only to stop and fall off halfway through.
>Your bursts of laughter echo throughout the crystaline hallways.
>He gets up fixes his little red bow tie and dusts himself off.
>Once you retrieve your sides from orbit you head into the kitchen and start grabbing plates.
>Spike follows suit and starts setting up the table.
>Even though you're royalty you can never remember where the silverware goes so you just dump one of each utensil on the plates.

>By the time you're done a few of the guests had already arrived.
>You only wanted immediate friends and family at you're party.
>Not because you felt you were too important for the common folk but because you had the social ability of a mop.
>You were still awkward around family too, but you could hold a conversation when needed.
>After about 5 minutes 90% of the guests arrive and you were warmed up enough to be social.
>Rarity is the first to approach you.
>She's wearing a flashy white dress trimmed in purple.
>It has a slit up the back left leg exposing her cutie mark.
>"Happy birthday darling."
>She hands you box wrapped in paper with beautiful designs and brilliantly colored gems.
>Note to self keep this away from Spike.
"Thanks Rarity, you didn't have to get me anything."
>"Nonsense, today is a very special day. It's the day you become an adult."
"It's really not that special."
>"Trust me Anon, you'll remember this day for the rest of your life. I still remember mine."
"What'd you do that was so memorable?"
>Her cheeks turn a faint pink.
>"I don't believe it would be polite for a lady such as myself to share something like that."
>Mental note number 2 don't ask Rarity about her teen years..ever.
>You give her a hug and she wanders off to get a drink and talk with the other girls.
>A knock at the door brings a gift that none of the others could top.

>Twilight opens the door and you see Rainbow Dash and..
"Scoots!"
>You get up and just about run across the room.
>S:"Anon!"
>The two of you meet in the middle of the room in some sort of weird mutual tackle hug. 
>Rainbow Dash has to break the two of you up.
>RD:"Alright alright, break it up you love birds."
>She quickly lets go of you and stands back up.
>Getting to see Scoots always made your day better no matter how good or bad it was already.
>You always had feelings for Scootaloo because you could relate to her.
>Both of you were kind of outcasts.
>She's a flightless pegasus and you're a strange creature from another world.
>The both of you were quick to become friends.
>But you always hid your feelings from her.
>You didn't want to ruin a good thing so you kept quiet.
>You revert your focus to the blue pegasus in front of you.
"Sup Dash."
>RD:"Not much squirt, oh here I got you this."
>She tosses you a big cardboard tube.
>You knew what it was.
>She got you the same signed Wonderbolts poster every year but hey, it's the thought that counts.

>You give her a hug and she leaves to talk with twilight and the others.
>Which leaves you and Scootaloo alone.
>You look over her features.
>She was almost as lean as Dash but since she couldn't fly she had developed toned muscles in her legs and chest like an earth pony.
"So Scoots how have things been?"
>"Ok I guess."
>Her response is timid and quiet.
"What do you mean by 'I guess'?"
>"I don't know, I mean...I'm an adult and I still don't have a cutie mark."
"That's not so bad, I'm sure there's still jobs you can do."
>"That's the thing nopony's hiring if you don't have a talent in that field."
"If you don't have a job where have you been staying?"
>"I've been rooming with Sweetie Belle but I think she's getting tired of me laying around the house."
>It sucks to hear how much trouble the lack of a stupid butt stamp was causing her.
>If only there was some way to help.
>One of your genius plans struck you.
"Ooh idea."
>You grab her by the hoof and almost drag her to Twilight.
>She notices your approach and gives you her biggest mom smile.
>The type of smile that no matter how bad of a day you were having, that smile and a hug would fix it.
>T:"Hey Anon, are you enjoying your party so far?"
"I can't complain, but I have a question to ask you or rather a favor."
>T:"I'm all ears."

"Can Scoots stay here for a little bit? She's been down on her luck and needs a place to stay."
>Her smile fades and she gets an almost worried look on her face.
>T:"Um..Can this wait till after the party?"
>The look on her face worries you and Scootaloo but you're sure it'll be ok.
>After about four hours the party was completly over and only you, Twi, Spike and Scoots remained.
>The party wasn't anything special.
>It was really just a general get together with cake.
>You approach your mother who looks completely pooped out and take a seat next to her.
>Spike and Scoot's were both knocked out.
"So mom, what was it you wanted to talk about?"
>She looks up at you and puts her hooves in your hands.
>T:"Anon, you've lived here in this castle for 12 years."
>T:"I've watched you grow into a fine young gentlecolt."
>It felt like she was dodging around something.
>Almost like she was buttering you up before putting the knife in.
>T:"You've really grown up a lot and I think..."
>T:"I'm not going to dance around this anymore, Nonnie I want you to move out."
>There it was.
>Your brain turns mush while a hurricane of questions tears through your skull. 
>She was kicking you out and on your birthday none the less.
>You lived here for 12 years.
>12 years you've ran through these hall.
>12 years of waking up a staring at the beautiful crystal ceiling.
>Among the flurry of questions one stands out.
"W-why?"
>You can see deep in those lavender eyes that this was hurting her too.
>T:"Anon I-I think you need to learn how to take care of yourself."

>She wasn't happy about telling you this, you could see it in her face.
"Learn how to take care of myself? You think in 18 years I haven't learned to take care of myself?"
>You felt insulted that she thought you were still just a kid.
>T:"Anon I.."
"No, If you still thought I was just a kid I could understand that, but you're kicking me out for no reason."
>You normally didn't act like this.
>Normally you were calm and understanding.
>But your mom doesn't normally kick you out and say you don't know how to handle yourself.
>T:Anon that's not true I.."
"Fine you want me gone, I'm gone."
>And with that you wake up Scoots and walk out.
>The cool late afternoon air felt refreshing.
>Whenever you needed to think you always went outside.
>Some times you went on walks other times you just went out and stared at the sky till your problems melted away.
>And unfortunately that wasn't gonna happen your problems are here to stay.

>S:"Anon."
>Scootaloo's voice quickly brings you back to reality.
"Y-Yeah, what's up?
>S:"I could ask you the same thing dude, but why'd you leave your house and drag me along?"
"Can't a guy walk his best friend home?"
>You try your best to keep some bravado in your voice it fails about halfway through.
>S:"Of course you can but you just...don't seem all the way there, like something's bothering you.
>Scoots was always quick to pick up on your emotions.
>That's why you buried the ones for her the deepest. 
>S:"Also What'd your mom say about me staying there?"
>You didn't want to tell her.
>You couldn't bare to see her heart sink, so you let yours.
"Umm, she said she'd have to think about it."
>Lying made you feel terrible.
>You damn well knew the answer was no but once again you let your heart speak for you and not your brain.
>You finally get to her house after a quiet 15 minute walk.
>When you get to the door she turns aroun to face you.
>S:"Anon, you know if something's wrong you can always talk to me right?"
>You wanted to tell her then and there.
>Your heart was fighting for control.
>You wanted to pour out the problem and your feelings.
>But she had enough problems.
>Telling her your feelings could hurt how close the two of you were.
>And then telling her your mom was kicking you out would just worry her.
>So maybe keeping quiet is the best decision.

"Yeah I know, thanks for the offer but I'm fine."
>The look on her face tells you she doesn't believe it, but she accept your answer and goes into her house.
>You decide to walk around town for a while longer and before you know it it's dark out.
>Since it's dark out you wandered back home.
>When you get back to the castle you notice nothings been cleaned yet.
>You look over to see your mom passed out at the table still in her elegant dress.
>Next to her is a half empty bottle of wine and her face is streaked with tear marks.
>FUCK.
>Today was supposed to be a happy day.
>A day where worries were tomorrows problem.
>But nope you're getting kicked out and you made you mom cry.
>Good job anon.
>You pick your mom up and carry her to her bed.
>Once you get to your room you grab some spare clothes and put them in a bag.
>After you fill up the bag you take it downstairs and put it by the door.
>Your too tired to go all the way back up the stairs so you crash on one of the couches in the main room.

>Sleep comes easy after holding in all your spaghetti while near Scootaloo and carrying your mom upstairs.
>No dreams like always.
>You wake up the next morning and see the sun just peaking over the horizon.
>You decide to make breakfast before you go.
>Since you can't cook you make a big bowl of cereal.
>T:"Anon."
>A voice interrupts your search for why colts love the taste of cinnamon toast crunch.    
>You turn around to see your teary eyed mother.
"Hey mom, I'm sorry for.."
>Before you can finish you feel her warmth against you and her wings around your back.
>T:"Oh Nonnie, I'm so sorry.. I-I wasn't trying to kick you out I just wanted to help you."
>You feel her tears roll off your shoulder.
>T:"When I looked into your room this morning I saw it was empty and I-I thought you.."
"I came by just for the night I was going to leave after breakfast."
>She lets go and wipes her eyes.
>T:"How were you going to leave if you don't know where you're staying?"
"I don't know actually and there's no way I'm living on the street."
>T:"Did you really think I would let my little stallion live on the streets."
"What do you mean?"
>T:"I wasn't going to make you leave with no place to stay."
>You just sit there bewildered by your stupidity. 
>The fact you thought your mom was going to just straight kick you out made you want to kick yourself.
"Where am I staying then?"
>T:"Well let me show you."

>You follow your mom through the town, smiling at the familiar faces.
>You stayed quiet most of the walk unsure what to say after yesterday.
>Thinking about it almost made you sick but it wouldn't leave your head.
>Not too long after you started the walk your mom stops and sits down facing you.
>She extends a hoof to her left.
>T:"Here we are."
>It doesn't look different from any other house in ponyvile.
>But you liked that, not sticking out was kinda your thing.
>You walk up open the door and..
>Wow, that's a lot of purple! 
>Like you thought your mom had a lot of purple.
>But sweet Celestia.
>You were afraid if your mom went inside you'd lose her.
>T:"So what do you think?"
>You blurt out the only word in your head.
"P-Purple."
>T:"I knew you'd get lonely so I had some adjustments made so you would always remember me."
>You just stood there lost in the labrynth of lavender that was living room.
>T:"Well don't just stand there come in, it's your house."
>After your eyes adjust to the seemingly endless amount of purple you decide to check everything out.

>It was a pretty nice place, two full bathrooms, one in your room and one down stairs.
>Strangely it had two guest rooms but you paid no attention to it.
>When you go back to the living room you see Twilight sprawled out on the couch.
"You're tired already, we didn't even walk that far."
>Her head pops up over the back of the couch.
>T:"Hey being a princess is hard work. You think I wake up looking like this?"
"I know what you look like without makeup, I still have nightmares about it.
>She scoffs and throws a pillow at you.
>Say what you want about her, but damn she was a good shot.
>The pillow hits you square in the chest causing you to fall flat on your ass.
>After a quick laugh you decide to ask her a few questions.
"So how much is this place gonna cost me?"
>T:"25 bits a month."
"25 bits a mo...how am I going pay that, I dont even have a job."
>T:"Don't worry about it yet, I paid off the first two months so you could look for one."
>She really was a great mom and think about earlier just made you feel like crap.

>Alright Anon time to act like a grown up.
>You walk over and take a seat next to her on the couch.
"Hey mom I-I just want to say sorry for acting like a kid earlier, you were just trying to help me and.."
>You sentence is cut off by a hoof up against your mouth.
>T:"It's ok Anon, it's kinda my fault too I should have explained my self."
"But still thats no excuse for me to act like that. Is there something I can do to make it up to you?
>She looks up and thinks for a moment.
>T:"Well...I always wondered what it would be like to have grandchildren?
>You were blushing so hard you could almost see the red reflecting off her face. 
"Wha..NO! Who would I even have them whi..NO!"
>T:"I don't know you've always seemed awfully friendly around Scootaloo."
>You see now how she earned the name Trollight.
>Now that you think about it she's a lot more like aunty Tia then you realized.
>You only blush harder at her comment.
>T:"You didn't think I knew about Your feelings for her did you? 
>T:"I see the way you look at her. Why don't you just tell her?" 
"It's not that easy."
>T:"Yes it is, Whats the worst that could happen, she says no?"
>She had a point.
"Yes, but what if she thinks I'm weird for it, I mean were not even the same species."
>T:"Just trust me Nonnie, go for it."
>T:"Well I'm going to go back home and let you adjust to your new house."
>You bend down, give her a hug and wave her off.

>Well Anon you can do whatever you want
>What first?
>You get up and walk to the kitchen.
>You open the fridge to find it's empty.
>Welp to the market it is.
>You walk around the market for a bit, grabbing food and drinks.
>On the way home you see Scootaloo wandering around the park.
>You yell across the park to get her attention.
"Hey Scoots!"
>She looks over to see you, waves and starts walking toward you.
>Her hair is a mess and she's got a few bruises.
>S:"Hey Anon."
"What the fuck happened to you?"
>T:"Oh umm, well me and Sweetie got in a fight because she kicked me out."
"What the...When?"
>S:"Yesterday after you took me home."
"Where did you stay?"
>She stares down nervously and some leaves fall out of her hair.
"Did you stay in the fucking park?"
>She nods.
"Son of a...alright follow me."
>S:"Where are we going?
"To my house."
>The two of you walk back to your house.

>You stop her at the door.
"Alright I want you to prepare yourself for an unholy amount of purple."
>She rolls her eyes.
>S:"Pfft, whatever."
>You fling the door open since she didn't heed your warning and keep your eyes on her the whole time.
>S:"Oh Celestia...what the...Purple...why?"
"My mother is wonderful and evil."
>You walk into the kitchen and start putting away groceries.
"There's a shower behind the door by the stairs."
>S:"Thanks."
>She heads off towards the shower and you take a seat on the couch.
>You just sat on the couch and thought about things.
>Where are you gonna get a job?
>Where's Scoots gonna stay?
>What does she look like in that showe...
>Nope nope nope.
>Abort_boner.exe
>Bad brain, you know better.
>None of those thoughts while she's in the house.

>She gets out of the shower and plops down on the couch.
>You can't help but run your eyes up and down her form.
>Your face is red and Anon Jr. is fighting for freedom.
>S:"You ok?"
>Scootaloo's voice calms you down and brings you back to reality.
"Y-yeah fine, So where are you gonna stay."
>S:"I don't know maybe Bloom's place."
"Oooor, you could stay here."
>S:"No Anon, I couldn't. I don't want to disturb you."
"Come on Scoots, we literally tackled each other at my birthday and you think staying here will bother me?"
>S:"Are you sure it won't be any trouble?"
"As sure as Celestia raises the sun."
>She jumps onto you in a hug knocking the breath out of your chest.
>You never realized how warm or soft she was before.

>You could stay wrapped in her hug forever but it was getting late.
>S:"Thank you thank you thank you.
"It's fine, really it's nothing."
>She lets go of you.
>S:"So how can I repay you?
>Your mind wanders a little bit but you ground your thoughts immediately
"You don't have to."
>S:"Fine if you don't tell me how, I'll figure it out myself.
"Go for it."
>S:"So where am I gonna sleep."
"There's two guest bedrooms upstairs, take your pick.
>The two of you head upstairs.
>She goes up ahead of you.
>and it takes every last bit of your will to try not to peek at what's behind that purple tail of hers.
>You were a gentlecolt afterall.
>S:"Alright Anon, I'll take the one next to yours."
"Alright night Scoots."
>S:"Night Anon..sweet dreams."
>She mumbles the last part under her breath.
>After today how could you not have sweet dreams.
>You wake up and hug the warm body pillow you fell asleep with.
>The bed your mom bought was just as comfortable as...
>Wait...pillows aren't warm.
>And you don't have a body pillow.
>You look down to see a tuft of purple nuzzled against your chest.
>It's_happening.png
>No, Anon compose yourself.
>You put a hand on her shoulder and gently shake her awake.
>S:"Mmmm..Hey."
>She looks up at you with her beautiful lavender eyes.
"Not that I mind but why are you in here?"
>S:"Promise you won't laugh."
"Why would I laugh?"
>S:"I don't know but.."
>She lets out a little sigh, and psychs herself up to tell you whatever she has to say.
>S:"Alright so..since I had a terrible home life and was teased and bullied to no end as a filly I may have developed anxiety problems."
>S:"And sometimes I get panic attacks in my sleep."
>You never knew she had it that bad as a filly.
>You know how she feels.
>The six years you lived on earth with your parents weren't great either.
>You pull her in closer, and rub her back till both of you passed back out.

>The next morning you wake up with your arms sadly empty.
>You wipe the morning crust from your eyes and go downstairs.
>Scootaloo is on the couch watching tv.
"Mornin Scoots."
>S:"Morning."
>You head to the pantry and look for your favorite cereal.
>Hell yeah cinnamon toast crunch.
>You pour a big bowl and take a seat next to your new housemate on the couch.
>S:"Hey, Anon about last night.."
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll forget all about it.”
>S:"No no no, it’s fine. I-I wanted to say thanks, I haven’t been that warm in a while.”
>The last part sent your heart fluttering.
>Neither of you could fly but your spirits were sky high right now.
>You weren’t one for superstitions but you knew a sign when you saw one.
>Today was gonna be a good day.
>You finish your cereal and put the bowl in the sink.
>You look around the apartment and realize how empty it is.
>Oh yeah, all your stuff is back at the castle.
“Hey Scoots I have to go get the rest of my crap from my moms place. Do you wanna help me out?.”
>She looks up and puts a hoof to her chin.
>S:"Do I want to help? No. Will I? Nnnnnnnn...sure.”
“Cool, we’ll leave here soon just let me put on some clothes.”
>You quickly go upstairs and make yourself presentable before returning downstairs.
“Alright. You ready Scootaloo?”
>S:"Yep.”
>She gets off the couch and follows you to the door.
>You open the door only to be met by your big brother.
>It was weird calling spike your big bro considering you were taller than him.
>Not by much, but enough to be noticeable.

“Oh, hey Spike. What’s up?”
>Sp:” At some point today,Twilight wants you to stop by.”
“Well coincidentally I was just headed back there for all my stuff.”
>You step outside and lock the door.
 >The walk back to the castle was wonderful.
>Ponyville was a beautiful place during the spring.
>Everypony was out and about, doing chores or soaking in the warm weather.
>The aroma of the food stalls permeated through the air.
>The Birds were singing their favorite songs.
>All was right in the world.
>You finally reach the castle and head in.
>Your mom is sitting at the table finishing up the last few bits of her breakfast.
“Hey mom.”
>She whips her head around in surprise.
>T:”Hey Nonnie, I wasn’t expecting you till later.
>She hops down from her chair and walks over to give you a hug.
“Yeah , sorry I was coming to get my stuff and I was leaving right when Spike got to my door.”
>T:”Oh yeah, I forgot all your stuff is still here.
“Wait really?”
>T:”No of course not, but there is something else I wanted to talk to you about.”
>Oh no what did you do this time.
>Did she find the box of playpony magazines in your closet.
>T:”Don’t worry Anon I found those long ago, back when they were still Spike’s.”
>You swear she can read minds.
>You and Spike turn bright red in unison .
>Meanwhile Scootaloo just stands there with a quizzical look on her face.

>A devilish grin spreads across your mothers face.
>T:”You also might want to get some new ones, the pages are almost cemented together.”
>At that point Scootaloo had figured out what she meant and her face was now blood red too.
“Anyway! What did you want to tell me?” 
>T:”Well, two certain aunts of yours were sad they missed your birthday and wanted to see you.”
>You knew exactly who she meant.
>And you were ecstatic.
>It took most of your willpower to not jump around like Pinkie.
>You loved spending time With Aunty Tia and Luna.
>Luna was a bit more...responsible than her older sister.
>That’s not to say Celestia is irresponsible.
>But when she’s out of the public eye she can be a bit like an unsupervised foal.
>You’ll never forget the time Luna actually put the two of you in time out.
>You sat and stared at the wall diligently.
>Celestia on the other hand drew a picture of Luna in a banana costume.
>Needless to say Luna was less than pleased and made both of you scrub the wall clean.
>T:”Hello, Equestria to Anon.”
>Twilight’s voice pulls you from your memories.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
>T:”You were just standing there giggling, but anyway when will you be ready to go?”
>You look back at Scootaloo.
“Hey, Scoots you wouldn’t mind if I left you alone for a day or too, would you.”
>S:” I’m not too used to being alone but I’m sure I could handle it.”
>She gives you a half smile which quickly fades.
>You didn’t want to leave her alone but you didn’t want to miss any time with your aunts.
“Hey mom, do you think they would mind if I brought Scoots along?”
>T: “I don’t know Anon, They were really looking forward to spending time with you.”












>S:”I’ll be fine Anon, go enjoy your time with your aunts.”
“Alright Scoots if you say so. Alright mom I’m ready whenever then.”
>T:”Spike send Celestia a letter saying Anon’s ready to be picked up.”
>He pulls out a quill and paper, writes it down and sends it.
>You’ll never get used to how cool it was when sent letters.
>You give Scootaloo the keys and she heads back home.
>It almost hurt to see her go.
>She looked sad to go too.
>You walk up to your room and grab your old mp3 Vinyl gave you.
>It had like 10 songs on it.
>Most of them meant something special to you.
>Others you just liked.
>You hit shuffle.

>Damn, you almost forgot about this song.
>As much as your mother tried to help sometimes the world would overwhelm you.
>Sometimes you’d get knocked down and just want to stay there.
>But your aunty Celestia, even through all her childlike tendencies she was always there for you.
>She used to sing this song to you when ever you were sad or depressed.
>She always seemed to pull you out of the hole when you were out of every ponies reach.

>You hear your name being called from downstairs.
>Was your ride already here?
>How many times had you listened to that song.
>You pocket the mp3 player and head downstairs.
>T:”Hey Non...have you been crying?”
>You start to say no but the lump in your throat tells you otherwise.
>You wipe your eyes.
“No no..I’m fine.
>T:”Ok Nonnie. If you need me just send a letter.”
>You bend down and give her a hug.
“I know I don’t say it much but I love you mom.”
>T:”I love you to Nonnie, now go you don’t wanna keep Celestia waiting do you.”
>She lets out a little giggle.
>Now comes your least favorite part of going to Canterlot.
>The flying.






>You step outside and see two white, armor clad pegasi attached to a chariot.
>They see you and bow.
>”Hello Anonymous, we will be your ride to Canterlot today.
>The whole bowing thing annoyed you.
>You weren’t any different from those two.
>Ok except for being a different species.
>But still.
“Alright guys, you can get up you don’t have to bow to me.”
>The two of them stand back up.
>”Our apologies Sir Anonymous.”
“Just Anon will be fine, also just treat me like a friend I’m not anyone special.”
>You could see the tension relax in their shoulders.
“So what are your names?”
>”I’m Sergeant Flowers and that is Corporal Silver Shield”
“Good to meet you boys, lets get going.”
>F:”Yes of course.”
>You get into the chariot and hold on for dear life.
>You're not afraid of heights but...you are afraid of falling.
>You strike up some small talk with the guards to keep your sanity.
>After about twenty minutes you finally touch solid ground.
“Oh sweet ground how I’ve missed you.”
>You turn around salute the guards and walk into the castle.
>When you open the doors you notice it’s surprisingly empty.
“Aunt Tia...Luna! Are you here, it’s Anon.”
>No response.

>You were getting nervous.
“Tia, Luna this isn’t funny.”
>You feel a hot breath on your neck.
>”What’s not funny?”
“Sweet fucking Celestia.”
>You fall over and look at the being that made you jump out of your skin.
>”That’s the name...also watch your mouth, how would our mother feel if she heard you say that.”
>You look up to see the great Princess Mol..Troll.. Celestia.
>She’s wearing a pullover hoodie and…
>Socks
>Long striped socks on only her back legs.
>Dammit...you swear she does this on purpose.
“Why do you do this to me? 
>She levitates a banana out of the pocket and peels it.
>C:”Because you’re adorable when you're conflicted.”
>She offers you a hoof and helps pull you back up.
>C:”So are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna give your aunty Tia a hug?”
>You sigh and give her a big hug.
>She was always super warm.
>C:”So my little Anon is 18 years old. I remember when you were as big as a filly and now you’re as tall as me. Happy belated birthday by the way.”

“Thanks Tia, where’s Luna?”
>C:”Oh Ms.Moonbutt, she’s out getting some stuff for later.”
“Don’t you have ponies to do that for you?”
>C:”Yes but just because we have servants doesn’t mean we’re lazy.”
>You give her the “Oh really” face.
>C:”Ok it doesn’t mean Luna’s lazy.”
“Is aunt Cady here too?”
>C:”Sadly no she had business to attend to but she did leave you a present, follow me.”
>You follow your aunt into what you could call a living room.
>It had a couch, a tv, a piano and a few other things in it.
>On the floor sits a small box wrapped in pink, white and purple paper.
>Just like Cadence to wrap a present in her colors.
>C:”Go on open it, I’ve been dying to see what’s inside.”
>You walk over to the small box and unwrap it.
>Inside there is a note on top of whatever is inside.
>It reads: Dear Anon, Happy 18th birthday you’re finally an adult. Sorry I missed your birthday but here’s something to keep you busy while you search for the mare of your dreams.
From the Kingdom of love with love, Cadence <3”
>You remove the note and look at what was hiding beneath.
>Magazines.
>You pull them out and count them.
>10.
>10 issues of playpony magazine and a playpony calender.
>You open the calender and flip through the pages.
>Note to self skip Febuary and June.
>You enjoy your aunts just not like that.
>C:”What’cha got there?”
>Before you can say anything she’s already pulled them out of your hands and looking through them.

>She starts sorting them into two piles.
>C:”Crap, crap, crap, good, really good, great, my personal favorite.
>The adults in your life are all mentally 12.
>C:”Ohh the calendar, did you see June?”
“Sadly yes, anyway what are we doing today?”
>She pushes aside the two stacks and walks over to you. 
>She talks in a whisper.
>C:”Anon come closer.”
>You reluctantly follow her orders.
>C:”Closer.”
>Again you do as your told.
>She puts a hoof to your lips.
>C:”Shhh, all in due time my nephew, all in due time.”
>She falls back laughing her maniacal princess laugh.
>When she falls her hoodie rides up exposing her slender stomach.
>She was a very pretty mare.
>If you didn’t know any better you wouldn’t think she was any older than Cadence.
>You always wondered why she never found herself a stallion.
“Hey Tia.”
>C:”Yes Anon?”
“How come you never found yourself a stallion? I mean I doubt you’d have any trouble finding one , they’d probably throw themselves at you.”
>C:”Maybe I don’t swing that way, maybe Luna is the only pony I need in my life.”
>You never thought about it like that.
>Wait what was that last part.
>Celestia can’t keep her bluff and cracks up at the look on your face.
>She manages to get her sentence out between fits of laughter.
>C:”I...I can’t… I can't believe you thought I was serious…Hahahaha.”
>After her she calms down she gives you real answer.
>C:”I’ll tell you the truth Anon, I’ve thought about it but...I would out live any possible suitors and I think some of them would get caught up in my power.”
>You could see this was something she wasn’t thrilled to talk about.
“Sorry if this is something you didn’t want to talk about.”
>C:”No it’s fine. Honestly love isn’t something I have thought about for centuries.”
>C:”Now how about we enjoy your time here and start the shenanigans.”
“Sure Tia, lets get to it.”















>C:”So what first, bucket of water above the doorway, A bit on the end of a fishing line?
“Tia please I’m an adult now, it’s time for some more mature pranks.”   
>C:”Like what?”
“Putting saran wrap across Luna’s toilet.”
>C:”The student has become the teacher.”
>A ghoulish grin spreads across your faces as you grab the saran wrap from the kitchen.
>The two of you run to Luna’s room and set up the prank.
>After the set up is done you and Celestia make your way back to the living room and wait for your prey.
>Luna returns home levitating a big box with frost on the sides.
>C:”Hey Luna, would you like some help.”
>L:”No thanks, we have got it.”
>She puts the box in the refrigerator.
>L:”So has our favorite nephew arrived.
>Celestia looks over to you and puts a hoof to her lips.
>C:”Not yet he’s running a bit behind I’m afraid.”
>She levitates over a piece of paper and pencil.
>She quickly scribbles on it then shows it to you.
>On the paper it says one word.
>Hide
>You put your hands out in a “why” motion.
>She give you a stern look and mouths “Just do it.”
>You hide in the broom closet by the kitchen.
>There are a few slits in the door you can see out of.
>You see Celestia walking around the kitchen chatting it up with her sister.
>C:”So how was the shopping?”
>L:”It was terrible, thou would think they have never seen a princess before.”
>Celestia sticks her head into the fridge looking for something.
>C:”Yeah, I know what you mean.”
>She pours a glass of milk and sits it way too close to the edge of the counter.
>No..she wouldn’t.
>Celestia takes a hoof and pushes the milk, sending it into a freefall.
>The glass shatters and milk flies everywhere.
>Luna jumps at the sudden sound.
>C:”Oops, Luna be a dear and grab the mop from the closet.
>Luna rolls her eyes and heads to the closet.
>Now’s your chance.
>Your whole life leading up to this moment.
>You crouch down so you can spring up and out of the closet.
>She puts a hoof on the handle and opens it.
“BOO!!”

>You are still Anon.
>But now you have a mop and a bucket.
>Mental note number...who knows at this point.
>Moon princesses do indeed have weak bladders and should not be startled.
>Even though this was Celestia’s idea, she didn’t get in any trouble.
>Stupid sun horse.
>C:”I heard that.”
>You didn’t even say anything out loud.
>She rounds the corner.
>C:”No, but you were thinking it.”
>You realize more and more why Twilight is like she is.
>Stupid sun horse.
>C:”Still heard that, now hurry up and clean your mess, we got partying to do.”
“How is this my mess?”
>C:”You caused it, you clean it.”
>Stupid…
>Nope she can hear you, don’t say it.
>C:” I can't believe she did that, I haven't laughed that hard in ages.”
“Can’t you help me, this is your fault too.”
>C:”Ugh fiiiine.”
>She grabs another mop and the two of you finish in about ten minutes.
>Luna returns to the living room.
>L:” hast thou learned a lesson, Anon.
“Yes, if you jump out of a closet you just may need a mop or two.”
 >L:”Yes that is… no, just..Just give your aunt a hug.”
>You stand up from the couch and and give her a hug.
“I’m sorry Luna..but I have missed you though.”
>L:”And we have missed you too.”
>C:”Oh bravo… Beautiful.”
>You look over to see Celestia fake blowing her nose into a tissue like she was crying.
“I hate you.”
>C:”Love you too Nonny, now lets start the partying.”
>She trots into the kitchen.
>You and Luna follow.
>Celestia pulls three brown bottles out of the fridge.
>L:”Sister I understand you want to ‘party’ but you can’t break the law, Anon is still underaged.”
 >C:”Oh come on, I’m the damned ruler of this place and no one has to know.
>She tosses the bottle toward you and you catch it.
>C:”have you ever had hard cider before Anon?”
“Are you kidding me, my mom would kill me if she caught me with one of these.”
“But what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”
>C:”To 18 beautiful years and hopefully many more.”
>You all raise your drinks in the air, Luna the least enthusiastic out of the three of you.
>You get wasted after 4 meanwhile Tia is on her 8th or so.
>Luna was worse than you, it only took her a bottle and a half.
>Tia was dancing in the corner with her hoodie on her back legs and a sock over her horn.
>Luna’s sitting on the couch staring at the tv, which is turned off.
>C:” Hey Nonny..*hiccup*.. you don’t have a girlfriend right *hiccup*?
>Her speech is slurred and her hiccups are adorable.
“Nnno w-why?”
>She lets out a giggle and skips over to you.
>She puts a hoof on your leg.
>C:”hehe, because I wanted to do this.”
>Before you could question what she was up to she had planted her lips on yours.
>So soft.
>So warm.
>The higher function of your brain reminds you that she’s your aunt.
>Well you’re technically not related.
>No..no this isn’t right.
>You push her off you a little harder than you thought you did.
>She lands on the floor with a yelp.
“Crap, Tia i’m sorry.”
>C:”It’s ok.”
>It’s probably time to head to bed before this gets any weirder.
“Come on lets get you to bed.”
>You help her up and support most her weight.
>You walk her down a long hallway and bring her two a set of double doors with a sun emblazoned on it.
>Once you open the doors you place her on the bed and start to leave.
>You get the doors and feel a warm tug on your hand.
>You look down to see your hand wrapped in bright yellow magic.
>C:” Anon..can you stay in here with me?”
“You’ll be fine, you’re a big mare.”
>C:”Please Anon, I haven’t slept next to something warm in centuries, so please.”
>You give up and crawl into bed with her.
>Wow she is warm.
>She’s like a heater.
>Is this how Scootaloo felt next to you?
>C:”Thank you Anon.”
>You bury your face in her furry chest and pass out.


  







 
[Author note this is after anon goes to sleep at the castle and it goes back in time]

>You are Scootaloo.
>Aaand you missed another chance to tell him.
>Come on Scootaloo it can’t be that hard, just tell him how you feel.
>No, he’d probably think you’re weird.
>You’re not even the same species.
>And who would want a pegasus that can’t even do the thing that makes her a pegasus. 
>You reach the house and put the key in the door.
>Ahhh purple!
>Nope, not gonna get used to that.
>After your eyes adjust you somberly walk over to the couch and climb onto it.
>What are you gonna do for the two or three days he’s gone.
>There’s never anything on tv.
>And sleeping all day just isn’t healthy.
>Well you could always…
>NOPE, NO, BAD Scootaloo!
>not in Anon’s house.
>You turn on the tv and flip through the channels.
>There’s nothing on so you turn off the tv and head upstairs to sleep.
>You enter your room and jump onto the bed rolling yourself into a blanket burrito.
>You lay there for who knows how long.
>Minutes.
>Hours.
>And sleep won’t take you.
>You unwrap yourself and head into Anon’s room.
>You hope he doesn’t mind you in his room without him there.
>But it’s not like he’ll ever know.
>You lay down on your side with your face in his pillow.
>Hehe, it smells like him.
>He was so warm on the night you spent in here.
>You let your mind wander about, but it always returns to him.
>His face.
>His voice.
>This level of infatuation wasn’t healthy.
>But a girl can dream can’t she?
>Maybe one day it won’t just be a dream.
>Maybe one day, every night he’ll keep you warm.
>Maybe he’ll do more than keep you warm.
>You feel chill bumps race up your spine and blood rush to your face.
>You pull your hooves to your chest and wrap your wings around you to keep warm.
>A short sigh escapes as you ease toward sleep.
“Yeah...maybe.”

>You are Anon.
>And fuck your head hurts.
>Also why is the sun so bright?
>You snuggle closer the Celestia hoping the evil light outside would go away.
>Wait, how did she raise the sun without getting up?
>You guess after thousands of years she can do it in her sleep.
>The fluffy body you were using as a pillow starts to stir.
>C:”Mmmmm...Morning Anon.”
>She rolls over and opens a drawer on her nightstand.
>Out of it levitates two pairs of sunglasses.
>C:”Put these on... you’ll thank me later.”
“Don’t you have any meds for this horrible headache?”
>C:”No sorry, I’m not allowed to have anything that could alter my decision making.”
“What about the cider?”
>C:”I snuck it in here for last night.” 
“Magic?”
>C:“Nope, no spells for it either.”
>She rolls off the bed and stumbles to the door.
>C:”C’mon i’m hungry.”
>You get out of the bed and walk to her with the kitchen. 
>Luna is asleep on the couch with her butt draped over the back of it.
>C:” Anon, here this should help.”
>She hands you a cup of coffee.
“Thanks.”
>L:”Uuuuuuggggghhh.”
>You hear Luna waking up in the other room.
>You look over to see her running with a hoof to her mouth.
“Wow, I guess she really can’t handle her...OH FUCK the toilet!
>C:”Shhh Anon why are you...SHIT!”
>You and Tia take off down the hall.
>C:”Luna don’t you..”
>She’s cut off by a loud retching sound followed by.
>L:”OH...WHY!?”




>You both reach the door too late.
>C:” Anon get the mop....again.”
>You run to get the mop plus a bucket and run back.
>When you enter Luna’s room you see Celestia has put Luna’s hair into a pony tail [spoiler] hehe pony tail [/spoiler] and is tying up the saran wrap full of a thick brown liquid.
 >C:”Thanks Anon, i’ve got it from here.”
“You sure?”
>C:”Yep, I got it.”
>She ties up her hair and puts a hoof on Luna’s while levitating the mop around cleaning up the mess on the floor.
>It’s funny to see Celestia take the adult position.
>You’re so used to her acting like a foal you forget she’s the oldest.
>Luna finally stops puking and you all return to the living room.
>L:”We are never drinking again.”
>C:”Didn’t you say the same thing after you came home with 2 stal…”
>Luna puts a hoof to Celestia’s mouth to keep her secret, albeit too slowly.
>Tia gets an evil look in her eye
>C:”Oh sorry..too much?”
>L:”Sister please, don’t pretend you’ve never even brought one stallion home.”
>C:”Nope not drunk or sober.”
>Wait, does she mean what you think she means?
“Tia, you’re telling me you’ve never..”
>C:”Nope, through many generations not even one stallion has conquered your aunt Tia.”  
>That’s surprising but not really at the same time.
>She was pretty but hard-headed and childish.
“So what happened with that cake you brought Luna?”
>Celestia cranes her neck to look into the kitchen.
>C:”Well most of it’s on the floor, but if you really want some I won’t stop you.”
“Ugghh, nah i’m good.”

>The three of you just sit and relax till the headaches go away
>Luna has her head up against Celestia’s shoulder and Tia has her head resting on Luna’s.
>You knew they didn’t get to be together much since the had exact opposite schedules. 
>It must be hard not being able to just sit down and talk with your sibling.
>Even though you and Spike don’t talk much the little interactions you had reminded you he was at least there.
>Tia went to bed when Luna woke up and vice versa.
>It’s almost like they’re in the same house but different universes.
>You didn’t want to interrupt the moment so you sat quiet, letting the cozy silence do the talking.
>You get up and join your aunts in a big, warm  group hug.
>Celestia wraps a wing around you.
>Her warmth reminds you of when you were younger.
>When you first came to this world scared and alone. 
>Tia would hold you or sing to you till you fell asleep when Twilight couldn’t handle you.
>Celestia the first to break the silence.
>C:”So Anon, you ready to head home?”
>You hadn’t said anything to indicate you were but you knew she wanted some time with her sister.
>She deserved it.
“Yeah Tia, I think i’m ready.”
>She hugs you a little tighter before hopping off the couch.
>You  quickly grab your present and follow her and Luna outside.
>She talks to a few guards and they leave presumably to get a chariot.
>The guards come back with the same chariot you came in.
>Same guards too.
>C:”Take care Anon.”
>L:”We hope to see you again soon...Nonny”
>Funny to hear Luna say that, she usually stuck to Anon or Anonymous.
>You get in the chariot and leave for Ponyville.

>You arrive in Ponyville right in front of your mothers house.
“Thanks guys.”
>The two pegasus give you a nod and take off.
>You should check on Scootaloo, she really didn’t want you to leave.
>After a quick jog you make it to your house.
>You unlock the door and see her on the couch.
“Sup Scoots.”
>”Oh, hey Anon...wait ANON!”
>And you’re on the floor.
>”Anon I missed you, I missed you, I missed you.”
>Jeez, she was like a puppy.
“I missed you too Scoots, but could you let me stand up.
>”Oh, sorry.”
>She put out a hoof to help you up.
“Now if you don’t mind I’d like to change into something a little more comfortable.
>She hops back on the couch and you go to your room.
>There’s a bunch of boxes in the corner, must be the crap from your room.
>You notice there’s a strange lack of sheets on your bed.
>After slipping into a tee shirt and some shorts you go back downstairs.
“Hey Scoots what happened to my sheets?”
>”They’re in the washer.”
“Why I only slept in them twice, what did you pee in them or something?”
>She blushes and hides her face.
“It wasn’t pee. ”
>You raise an eyebrow but don’t question it.
“”Wanna help me unpack those boxes tomorrow, there’s a lot of them.”
>”Sure.”
>Her eyes are glued to the tv.
>Some old pony gangster movie.
“Oh yeah, what about your stuff from Sweetie’s, when do you want to go get that?”
>”Don’t have anything there.”
>[spoiler] U wot m8 [/spoiler]
“How could you not have anything, you lived there for how long?
>”All my stuff is back at my parents house, and thats the last place I ever want to go again.”
>As she says that the hair on the back of her neck stands up.
>Damn was it that bad that she doesn’t even want her childhood memories.
“Hey Scootaloo, what was your childhood like that you don’t even want your stuff from you own house?”
>”I don’t want to talk about it.”
“C’mon it can’t be that bad.”
>”You heard me.”
“Please.”
>She turns off the Tv and looks straight at you.
>You hit the wrong button.
>She looks pissed.
>”Fine you wanna know why I don’t want want to see that place again? My mother was an alcoholic and so was my father. Between them fighting and fucking I fell through the cracks on their priority list. I sure as hell didn’t want to be home so I stayed at Dash’s house, and when I felt I overstayed my welcome there was usually a nice park bench with my name on it. There does that give you a good idea of why I don’t want my shit? Does that give you a good idea of why I don’t let anyone get too close to me? Why I grew apart from all my friends.”
>Her eyes were a waterfall at that point.
>It hurt to see her hurt.
“Scoots I’m…”
>She put her head against your chest.
>You put your arms around her, hoping you could do anything to stop the tears.

>Hers and your own.
>You remember the song Tia always sung to stop you from crying.
>You weren’t an amazing singer but bombs away.
https://www.youtube.com/watch/?v=NttqH_mBAa0
“
>”Yes.”
>You sigh, you voice still quivering from your earlier sobs.
“I-I’ve been wanting to say this for so long.”
“What?”
“Anon I-I’ve always enjoyed our time together.”
>“Me too.. but i dont...”
>Spit it out girl, you have to tell him.
>It’s sink or swim and you’ve done enough sinking.
“Anon..I really really like you, I have for awhile now but I’ve always been to afraid to..mmph…”
>You sentence is stopped by a slight pressure on your lips.
>It’s warm and comforting, a feeling you could get lost in. 
> You feel the pressure back off and open your eyes to see Anon with is eyes wide open.
>”Scoots I’m so sorry I didn’t.. I don’t..”
>You stop him by returning the favor.

>You are Anon...again.
>And it’s happening.jpeg
>Your first kiss, and it’s with your favorite mare.
>You never want this moment to end.
>But dammit you need oxygen.
>You pull back, both of you short on breath.
>You look around the room and notice how dark it is outside.
>How long were you to doing that.
>It felt like seconds but must have been an hour or so.
>You turn back to the orange mare that was practically in your lap.
>She’s staring at you with her beautiful purple eyes, her hair is slightly messy and her tongue was lolled out.
>She had a pleased look on her face.
“Was it good for you too.”
>She snaps out of her trance and hits your shoulder.
>S:”Shut up.”
>She rolls over onto her back with her head in your lap.
>You grab the remote and turn the tv back on.
>The gangster movie from earlier is back on and Scootaloo is immediately glued to the Tv.
>You both sit quietly except for the occasional moan from you running your hand through her chest fur.
>She’s out before the movie ends.
>You try to fight it but sleep always wins in the end.
>You wake up in a strange bedroom.
>It’s nothing like the your new or old room.
>It looks like a room a 6 year old would live in.
>Bright pastel green walls with blue trim.
>Shelfs and chests full of toys, toys and more toys.
“Mom...Scoots...Hello, Anybody there?”
>You hear footsteps coming up stairs from behind the door.
>You quickly notice the lack of a second pair of feet.
>Whatever it was it was bipedal like you.

>The door opens and a tall blond woman walks in.
>Her face is obscured by her hair.
>”Oh my poor baby, did you have a bad dream again?”
“Who are you?”
>The strange woman picks you up and rocks you back and forth like a baby.
“Put me down and answer my question.”
>”Ohhh, don’t be so fussy.”
>She sweeps the hair away from her face.
>No
>”What’s wrong my little baby?”
>NO!
>You try screaming but all attempts come out as muffled yelps.
>Your heart is beating faster than it ever has before.
>”Is my widdle baby scared of something?”
>That’s a face you haven’t seen in 12 years.
>It’s your real mother’s face...but not.
>Her eyes are rolled back, the veins are spread across her face like cobwebs.
“Mom! Scoots! Somebody!”
“Who are you yelling for Nonny? YOU’RE MOTHERS RIGHT HERE!
>You wiggle out of her arms and make a break for it.
>The closer you get to the door you get the farther it got from you.
>You kept running but she had you cornered.
>Your body slumps against the wall and you cover your mouth knowing that screaming would only make it worse.
>Your eyes shoot open.
>BATHROOM!
>You get up careful to not wake Scoots but quick enough to not lose it all over her.
>When you get to the bathroom you lose it all.
>The cake, the cider, the coffee, everything.
>Your entire body was shaking, be it from the dream or the puking.
>You didn’t care you needed to get outside now.
>You open the door and walk to the park, your mind still just as clouded as earlier.
>Why now.
>These dreams stopped years ago, you haven’t had one since you were about 10. 
>You take a seat on a bench and trace the beautiful constellations your aunt had placed for tonight.

>A sun, A moon, and a question mark.
>You knew this was for you.
>You were so scared when you first got here you forgot your name.
>You still don’t remember what it was.
>Celestia was the one to name you.
>You’ll never know why she chose Anonymous but you couldn’t think of a better name for you.
>A name that means no name.
>You never did anything to make a name for yourself.
>:”Anon..Anon!”
>A familiar voice snaps you from tracing the stars.
>You stand up to see Scootaloo out looking for you.
“I’m over here Scoots.”
>You wave her over and she trots to you.
 >”Why are you out here in the cold, I woke up and you were gone. It scared the hell out of me.
“Sorry I-I needed to come out here...I needed to think.”
>:”Why, what happened?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
>:”Anon, a few hours ago I poured my heart out to you, I told you something I haven't told anypony in 23 years...If this, me and you, is gonna work out, it’s only fair if you do the same.”
>You take a deep breath.
“I had a nightmare.”
>:”Thats it, you had a nightmare so you puke your guts out and ran from the house?”
“It’s a nightmare I used to get as a kid, my mother...my real one, would chase me and try to hurt me...but right before she got to me I would always wake up screaming...the older I got the more I could control the screaming, but I never got over the puking.”
>:”Have you tried telling Luna about this?”
“Twilight did, but anything Luna tried didn’t work.”
>”Why did it stop?”
“I don’t know.”
>You could see and hear Scootaloo shivering.
>Was it really cold out? You hadn’t noticed.
“Here take this.”
>You pull off your shirt and give it to her.
>:”Anon I can’t, if I do then you’ll be cold.”
“It’s fine, and plus I can’t have you getting sick so just take it.”
>She takes the shirt and puts it on.
“Better?”
>:”A little.”
“Lets go back home, I’ve got some cleaning to do.”
 >The two of you walk back huddled together.
>You stayed close to her to keep her warm more than yourself
>When you get home you tell Scoots to wait for you In your room.
>You threw your blankets in the dryer and cleaned the mess you made before brushing your teeth and joining your girl upstairs.
“You still awake?”
>:”Yeah.”
“Here I got somethin for ya.”
>You drape over her one of the blankets straight from the dryer.
>She lets out a satisfied sigh before telling you to join her
>No problems with that, you jump right under those covers and snuggle as close to her as you can.
“Night Scoots.”
>She buries her face into your chest and gives you a muffled “Good night Anon”. 
>You run your hand through her mane till you fall asleep.

>The next morning you wake up with your orange angel still in your arms.
>The sun outside the window is just starting to float over the horizon.
“Morning Scoots, Morning Tia.”
>You roll out of bed and decide to surprise the mare upstairs with a good old homemade breakfast.
>You pull out all the ingredients and stand over the stove, prepared to cook like the world has never seen before.
>You dance around the kitchen making more of a mess than food.
>You look at the wasteland of a kitchen in front of you.
“Well shit, I envy whoever has to clean this up.”
>You hear a yawn and look up to see Scootaloo stretching.
>Mmmm...Hey baby.”
“Hey Scoots.”
>She takes her normal seat on the couch.
>”So what’s for breakfast?”
>You stare down at the murder scene of once edible food on your hands.
“Umm, you wouldn’t mind going out for breakfast, would you?”
>”No, not really, do you have a jacket I could borrow though?”
“Yeah they’re all upstairs”
>She leaves to grab a jacket and you clean the breakfast massacre off of you.
>When she returns the two of you leave into the fresh Ponyville air.
>It’s a nice and cool spring morning.
>Not a cloud in the beautiful blue sky.
>The grass is covered in dew and everything looks perfect.
>Sugarcube Corner is a quick walk from your house, so the two of you get there in no time.
>You and Scoots enter and walk up to the counter.
“Alright, so what’cha want?
>She looks through the bajillion and one types of muffins and breakfast items the have.
>”I’ll just have a hot cocoa and a...blueberry muffin.”
>You ring the bell and from the kitchen springs Pinkie.

>Thankfully she wasn’t quite awake yet, so she was less of a handful.
>P:”Morning Nonny and Scootaloo, What can I get you guys?”
“Hey Pinkie, she wants a hot chocolate and a blueberry muffin. I’ll take the same but with a coffee instead.”
>P:”Okie dokey.”
>You put some bits on the counter and she hops away to get your food.
>You and Scootaloo pick a table by the window and sit down.
“So I know this was kind of a sensitive subject but are you sure there’s nothing of yours at Sweeties house?”
>S:”Well there’s a few things but nothing really worth getting.”
“It’s still your stuff, there’s things I wished I could have brought with me before ending up here, but I don’t get that option.”
>S:”Alright fine I guess we could swing by her house, but I doubt she’ll be excited to see me.”
>You reach across the table and rub in between her ears.
“Don’t worry about that I’ll be there with you.”
>The smile on her face was one that you could stare at forever.
>She wasn’t exactly scared to go to Sweetie’s house, but with you, she knew she had no reason to be nervous either.

 >You look over to see a pink mare precariously balancing a tray of drinks and muffins on her nose.
>How..how does she do that, It shouldn’t even be physically possible.
>She places the tray down and takes her leave.
“Thanks Pinkie.”
>P:”No problem.
>She yells from the kitchen.
 >”So, Anon I know we talked about my home life, I was wondering what yours was like, Y’know before you came to Equestria.
>Thinking back to your world always gave you a headache.
“Honestly not much better...an abusive mother and a father who left and never came back.
>”Oh..I-I’m sorry I didn’t realize you...”
“No it’s fine, what’s in the past is...well, in the past.
>”Do you at least know how you got here?”
“Not really, I just remember my mom coming home just as pissed as always, I took my usual lumps...went to sleep and woke up here.”
>There’s a long pause between to two of you.
>By now you coffee was cold and you hadn’t touched your muffin.
>“Sorry for bringing all this up, I know how hard it is to remember stuff like that.”
“Don’t worry about it, like you said if we’re gonna work then no secrets.”
>She comes around the table and gives you hug.
>It was sort of an apology and an I love you at the same time.
>You return the hug, giving back the same two feelings.
“It’s still early so where do you wanna go next?”
>”Well I guess if I’m living with you, I’m gonna need some stuff, y’know hair brushes, shampoo, girly hygiene stuff like..”
“Alright alright, no need to go any further I get it.”
>A devilish grin spreads across her face.
>”Are you sure, what about..”
“Nope no, I don’t want to know what’s going on down there unless I’m involved. 
>She gives you a light punch to the stomach.
>Here just take these bits and just buy whatever, I made a mess at the house and need to take care of it. 
>You give her a small bag of bits and leave for the house.

>You return to the house and behold the mess in front of you.
>How is there pancake mix on the ceiling?
>What were you doing?
>You grab anything that resembles a cleaning utensil.
>It takes you 45 minutes to make the kitchen somewhat sparkle again.
>Mental note #5 Stop making decisions that future you has to clean up.
>You hear the front door open.
>:”Hey Anon, I’m back with my girly stuff, you wouldn’t believe the sale they had on...”
“upbupbupbup, no.”
>”What? It was a sale on batteries.”
“I hate you.”
>“Love you too.”
>She puts down her bags and gives you a quick kiss.
>”So are we going to Sweetie’s still?”
“Yeah, if you’re ready lets go.”
>You leave the house again and walk to get Scootaloo’s stuff.
“Alrighty then, here we are.”


>”Hey Anon can you knock on the door for me?”
>You knock on the door.
>No answer.
>You knock again.
>Silence.
“Maybe she’s out.”
>”Doubt it she’s usually home till the bars start opening and it’s not even noon yet.”
>You knock on the door one last time.
>SB:”Yeah yeah, I’m coming.”
>The door opens and lets out the stench of alcohol and Celestia knows what else. 
>You look down to see a white unicorn slightly shorter than Scootaloo.
>SB:”Oh it’s you, what do you want?”
>S:”We’re here for my stuff.”
>SB:”Finally, if you didn’t come soon I was gonna sell it all, just get it and get out.”
>My my, isn’t she a pleasure.
>You follow Scootaloo down the hall and stop at the door labeled “Scoot’s room”
>Scootaloo opens the door.
>S:”Welcome to my old room, just start grabbing stuff, I gotta pee really quick.”
>You do as she says and start to put her items in the hall.
>Come on she has to have something interesting.
>Finding just hairbrushes and clothes was boring.
>If you were her where would you hide the goodies?
>You take a peek under the bed...Jackpot.
>You find a small rectangular box with no markings.
>Dis gon b gud.gif
>S:”What’cha got there.”
>Uh oh.
“Oh, uhhh well..”
>She walks over and snatches the box out of your hands.
>”You know it’s impolite to go through a lady’s things.”
“Sorry.”
>“It’s fine.”
“Is it at least what I think it is?”
>”I will neither confirm nor deny, anyway hurry up.”
“So what’s the deal with Sweetie Belle?”

>”I honestly don’t know, she used to be a lot Rarity but she kinda got cold toward me and Bloom in our last few years of school.”
“Any idea of why that may be?”
>”Maybe...she kinda got ignored a lot.”
“By you and Bloom?”
>”No...by colts who were more interested in me and Apple Bloom.”
“Huh, so you were a hit with the guy’s I take it.”
>”I don’t know why..I was always the quiet mare that sat in the back...AB said it was because I was friends to Dash, that and I was taller and more fit than most of the other mares, but truth be told Sweetie was so much prettier. I guess all the rejection went to her head.”
“Wow….really seems like she went overboard.”
>All this over rejection.
>But being alone can be a scary thing.
>You used know what it was like.
>A weird outcasted alien.
>No one wanted to be associated with you.
>Being alone leaves you with just thoughts of yourself.
>And the bad starts to outshine the good .
“Did you ever try anything to make it up to her?”
>She picks up a few boxes and sits them out in the hall
>”I would sabotage ‘dates’ by just talking about her or saying she would enjoy whatever we were doing.”
“Did you tell her that?”
>Yeah but she didn’t want to hear it.She also hated being compared to her sister, she did everything to be different. Is that the last box?”
“I think so.”
 

>”Alright I guess that’s everything.”
>You stack a few boxes under each arm and Scootaloo carries the last one.
>The two of you round the corner before the door 
>SB:”You’re finally leaving?”
>S:”What’s your problem?”
>SB:”I don’t have a problem, I’m just happy I can get a roommate that pays rent.”
>S:”You act like that’s my fault.”
>You notice Sweetie has a drunken slur to her voice.
>Hitting the booze this early.
>Something else had to be wrong with her.
>Ponies drink for many reasons but a few high school rejections wasn’t one of them.
>SB:” I never said it was your fault, but I can’t blame somepony for not hiring a pony that can’t even do what she was born to do, let alone a special talent.”
>S:”You know what fuck you, that’s not something I can help! At least I have the self control to leave the house without fucking anything with a pulse, you slut.”
>Tears were starting to form in Scootaloo’s eyes.
>SB:”What did you just call me?”
>You couldn’t take this anymore.
“Both of you knock it off!
>They turned to you, both stunned by your voice.
“Now both of you are adults. What happened to you two, from what I have heard you two used to be inseparable. I don’t care who you rut or what you can or can’t do.  Isn’t being different part of what brought you together?” 
>Man that was cheesy but it needed to be said.
>Scootaloo looks back at you with big puppy dog eyes.
>SB:”I don’t care what you think just because you’re royalty. Your opinion doesn’t mean anything to me, so Scootaloo just grab your shit and get your useless ass out of here.”
>That was it, Scoots was a tough girl but she had limits too.
>You reach your hand out and catch her chest just in time to stop her.

>S:”Anon let me go!”
“No.”
>S:”Anon let me go now, I’m going to kill her!”
>You’ve never seen her fight this hard.
>She was normally a task and a half to make this mad.
>You grab her by the shoulders and crouch down to her level.
“Scoots look at me.”
>She slowly stops fighting you but the tension in her muscles doesn’t leave.
“She’s not worth it...just, come on lets go.”
 >She picks up the box she dropped and walks out the door without you.
>You grab the rest of the boxes and catch up to Scoots.
>The walk home was quiet save for the constant sniffles of your girlfriend.
>When you get home she doesn’t even go for the couch and heads straight upstairs.
>Wow, what happened?
>What could have set her off like that?
>You pour her a glass of milk and walk upstairs.
>Your room door is shut so you knock.
“Scoots...girly...you still awake?”
>”Leave me alone.”
“No.”
>”Just go.”
>You open the door anyway.
>”I said I wanted to be alone.”
>Her face is buried into your pillow and she’s kicked all the sheets onto the floor.
“Well too bad, you’ve got me now so being alone isn’t an option.”
>You sit down the glass and take a seat next to her.
“Come on, I can’t help you if you don’t let me.”
>You run a hand up and down her back trying to comfort her.
“We’re in this kind of stuff together, I shoulder you and you shoulder me.”
>She rolls onto her side to face you and you brush the hair out of her eyes.
>The drenched fur on her face almost stopped your heart.
>She lets out a sigh.
>”I-I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize, but will you tell me why, I’ve never seen you so worked up and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried.”
>”It’s just...I-I haven’t heard what she said from somepony in so long...the last ponies to say that was...my parents when they kicked me out.

>Wow...you are currently at a loss for words.
>You can’t even imagine you’re own mother calling you useless.
>Sometimes if you were being lazy she would say it jokingly, but Scootaloo’s parents meant it. 
>For the first time ever you’re at a lack of emotions.
>You grab her and put her head to your chest.
>”Y’know sometimes I think they might be right...I’ve never had a job, no cutie mark, no direction in life...maybe there is no use for me.”
>You couldn’t believe what you were hearing...she honestly thinks she’s useless.
“No.”
>”No what...If so many ponies believe it, it has to be true right?”
>You rest a palm on each of her cheeks and stare into the orchid colored oasis of her eyes.
“Scoots I know the world can be harsh, WE know...but you have to get back up when it kicks you down, as long as that pretty, fragile little heart of yours keeps ticking you’re useful to somepony at least.”
>The tears slowly stop dripping from her face.
>”And who would that be?”
>You flash her a warm but mischievous smile.
“Me.”

>She smiles back.
>You stand up and start bouncing on your feet trying to return the energy to the room Pinkie style.
“Now are you gonna get back up on your hooves or are you gonna lay in that bed all day like a chicken.”
>She stares at you, her spirits slightly lifted.
>”Hey, what did you say to me? “
>She has a feisty tone to her voice.
“I asked if you’re gonna be a chicken or are you going to get up?”
>She sits up on the bed and gives you a playfully aggressive smile.
>”Say it again I dare you.”
“Chicken C-H-I-C…”
>Before you can finish she leaps off the bed at you but barely misses.
>You take off down the stairs and out the door.
>She’s behind you the whole way.
>You just can’t shake her, but then again you don’t want to.
>”When I catch you you’re dead.”
>She’s gaining on you as you head to the park.
>Her beautiful wings pushing her between each stride.
“Come on girl, chickens run faster than that.”
>You round a corner and head for the park.
>You’re almost there, but your legs are so tired.
>Come on… just...a bit...further.
>You turn the upper half of your body just in time to catch your pursuer to the chest.
>Needles to say you go down.
>The two of you are on the ground just outside of the park.
>You’re on your back and she’s pretty much sitting on your chest.
>She manages a sentence while trying to catch her breath.
>”There..could..a chicken..do that? “


>You lay there looking up at Scootaloo.
>The beams from the sun streaming through her hair and in between her feathers on her outstretched wings.
>From your perspective she looked like an angel.
>And to you that’s what she was,  your own little piece of heaven.
>You return to earth and feel her lips on yours.
>Both of you sit there locked in your little act of passion.
>?:”Well well well, what do we got here?”
>You and Scoots jump apart at the familiar voice of the stranger.
>Rainbow Dash is peeking over a low flying cloud.
>S:”Ohh.. hey Dash.”
>Scootaloo’s face is as red as a beet.
>RD:”I knew there was something between you two.”
>S:”Dash, I’m sorry I…”
>RD:”It’s ok kiddo, I’ve been waiting on you two for awhile now, I’m happy for you both. Also have you told your mom yet Anon?”
>You sit up,and blush.
“No, not yet.”
>RD:”Alright then I’ll keep my mouth shut. You kids play nice now.”
>She starts to fly away but stops and turns around.
>RD:”Oh and don’t forget to use protection.”
>With that she flies away.
>You look over to the mare sitting a few inches from you.
>Scootaloo.exe is not responding.
>Please wait while we search for the problem…
>Cancel.
“You alright Scoots.”
>”Huh...what, Oh yeah I’m fine lets go home you jerk.”
>She gives you a playful punch and a kiss.
>The two of you walk home enjoying the company you gave each other.
>”I love you Anon.”
“Hehe..I love you too.”.
>You grab a blanket and sit on the couch inviting Scoots to sit with you.
>She takes a seat right in between your legs with her back against your chest and your chin resting on her head.
>You wrap the blanket around you and her sharing your warmth and affection.
>The Tv’s not even on but it didn’t need to be.
>This was just as entertaining as any movie or show.
 

>It’s been a month and a half since you moved into your new home.
>And you’d be lying if you said it hasn’t been fun but stressful.
>Looking for a job and taking care of Scoots has taken most of your willpower.
>But you have to pull through.
>For her.
>These purple walls are all you’ve seen for the past week and you need out.
>It’s too hot for a walk.
>But it is hot enough to go for a swim.
>You walk upstairs to see Scootaloo going through the last few boxes that you were too lazy to unpack.
“Hey Scoots.”
>”Oh, hey Anon. What’s up?”
“I was thinking maybe we could go do something. We’ve been cooped up in this house for a week and a change of scenery would be nice.”
>She stops looking through the box and hops onto the bed.
>”I would but...it’s way too hot to do anything.”
“How about some swimming.”
>Her ears perk up and she fidgets excitedly.
>“Swimming?”
“Sure why not, we haven’t done anything as a couple in a while .”
>”I guess you’re right, we haven't been on a date in like three weeks. So when are go


How about now?”
>Seeing her in such an excited mood gives you the heart warming smile that you’ve needed. 
>It’s times like these that remind you what you live for.
>She goes downstairs and you get ready.
>You put on a t-shirt and some shorts, grab a small radio and some towels and head downstairs.
“Lets go.”
>The two of you walk outside and are immediately hit with a wave of heat.
>It must suck to have fur in times like this.
“Dammit Tia, could you turn down the sun just a tiny bit?”
>You know it doesn’t work like that but maybe if you asked nice enough something would happen.
 >”You’re silly, you know that?”
>She lets out a giggle and skips down the road in front of you.
“I’ve never seen you so excited. What’s the big deal with swimming?”
>She turns around and give you a smile that could rival Pinkie’s.
>”Well to you or anypony else nothing… but for me,  it’s an excuse to finally use these..”
>She spreads out her wings and gives them a little flap before returning them to their natural folded position.
>”It’s somewhere I can actually ‘fly’ so to speak.”




>The two of you reach the small pond just outside of ponyville.
>Scootaloo dives straight in using her wings to gracefully glide under the surface.
>You set up the the towels and take a seat at the edge of the water.
>”You’re not gonna jump in?”
“I will but, I just wanted to enjoy being outside and think for a little bit.”
>”I think you’ve done a little too much of that, spending that much time in your own head can get pretty scary, but if that’s how you want to relax I won’t stop you.”
>She dives back into the water and you catch a small frown on her face.
>Dammit Anon, cheer up dude.
>She needs this vacation and so do you.
>You reach over and turn on the small battery powered radio.

>The chorus gets you thinking.
>What is it about Scootaloo that makes you smile?
>Her attitude, her personality?
>Maybe it’s that you want to protect her from how harsh the world has been to her.
>Or maybe you just want to see her succeed and be happy for once.
>A splash makes you sit up and ruins your train of thought.
> You look around to see Scootaloo using her wings to fling water at you.
>”Come on and hop in, it’s lonely in here with just me.”
>You take off your shirt and jump in.
>The two of you swim around for a bit before you decide to get payback for her splashing.
>You cup your hands together leaving a little space between your thumbs.
“Hey Scoots look what I found.”
>You try your best to hide the evil grin spreading across your face.

>She quickly swims over to see what the excitement is about.
>”What is it?”
>You push your hands out towards her, preparing your sides for what’s going to happen.
“You gotta look closer.”
>She leans in.
>”I still don’t see anything.”
“Closer.”
>She leans in till she’s about six inches from your hands.
>You quickly push your hands together causing a jet of water to nail her right between the eyes.
>She reels back in surprise and lets out a laugh.
>”Ahh...alright.. if that’s how we’re gonna play, then game on.”
>This starts a fifteen minute splash fight.
>After the war of the water is over you both crawl out of the pond utterly exhausted.
>Wow, it’s gotten colder while you were in the water.
>You see Scootaloo with her hooves over her mouth trying not to lose her mind laughing.
>”Umm...Anon, your shorts.”
>You look down to see Anon Jr. standing steadfast against the wind.
>Quick Anon think of something!
“Y-you too.”
>You smooth mother fucker.
>After retrieving your shorts and the little dignity you have left you start to follow Scoots back home.
>You’re about halfway there when she decides to break the silence.
>”You’ve got a cute butt… not as cute as mine but still, not bad.”
>She starts to sway her hips for emphasis.
“It’s not cute dammit...my ass is manly.”
>”Oh, is that what you call it?”
>You chase her the rest of the way home.

>Luckily she gets into the house before you and runs up stairs.
>You chase her around the house.
>You never had this much fun as a kid.
>Usually you sat inside pretending to study or would wrestle with Scoots whenever she was over.
>She’s older than you so of course she always won.
>Eventually she tires out and runs to the bedroom.
>When you get upstairs she’s laying on her back in the middle of the bed.
>You muster up your best villain voice.
“Haha I’ve finally got you cornered.”
>”Oh no Anon, please no.”
>She talks in a flat monotone voice.
“Come on, it’s no fun if you’re gonna be like that.”
>You crawl onto the bed over her and give her a light kiss on the lips.
>”Oh i’m sorry let me try again.”
>She spouts an evil grin.
>”What are we going to do on the bed, Anon?”
>Her voice was high pitched and quivering trying to hold back laughter.
“I love and hate you so much.”
>”I know.”
>You give her another kiss, eliciting a small giggle from her.
>”So what ‘are’ we gonna do?”
 >She wraps her wings around your back.
“That depends what you want to-”
>DING-DONG!!
>Damn doorbell.
>The first intimate moment you’ve had with Scoots in a while.
>And a stupid button on your doorstep ruined it. 
>You get off of Scootaloo with a disheartened sigh and walk to the door.
>You open the door and see a small white unicorn.
>"Hello Anon, is Scootaloo here?"

"What do you want Sweetie, if I remember correctly you didn't want to be associated with her.”
>She looks up at you with remorseful green eyes.
>SB:"...Well...I-I wanted to apologize, even if she doesn't accept it, it's something I need to do."  
"I have a lot I could say but your redemption is up to her. Scoots come down here, somepony wants to talk to you."
>After a few seconds you hear the clip clop of hooves on the steps.
>S:"Who is- oh it’s you."
>The white mare lets out a nervous chuckle
>SB:"Hey Scoots, how ya been?"
>You can tell Scoots is holding back.
>But after the fight they had, you're surprised she can.
>S:"Fine till you showed up."
>You could see Sweetie Belle's heart drop at the remark.
>SB:"That's...good to hear but I-I'm here to say..I'm sorry,  I haven't really been myself for the past few months."
>Scootaloo lets out a mocking laugh.
>S:"Ha...you hear that Anon, she came to say sorry. Isn't that grand?"
"Scoots!"
>You let out in a belting tone but she ignores it.

>S:"Yeah, 'sorry' ain't gonna cut it. Living with Dash was bad enough, being reminded constantly that you'll never be like your hero hurt, and your incessant poking and teasing was even worse. So no I don't accept your apology, in fact you can shove it and whatever stallion you're currently screwing where the sun don't shine, also leave me and Anon alone, I've dealt with you enough.
"Scoots come on, she's willing to bury the hatchet."
>S:"Yeah well, some things can't be buried so easily."
>What's her problem?
>Sweetie's trying to make nice and Scootaloo shot her down without a second thought.
>SB:"Anon it's fine, I just... I just needed to get it off my chest. She didn't have to accept it....Well you two have a nice afternoon."
>She gives you both a nod and leaves, her head hung low.
>S"Finally she's gone now lets get back to what we were doing.”
"You know that was very childish of you."
>Wrong choice of words Anon.
>S:"Am I acting like a child? You don't know what it's like to never be able to live up to any expectations or be like somepony you look up too. You've lived your entire life being waited on head and hoof. You grew up in a castle for Celestia's sake. Do you know where I grew up? A shitty little cottage with one bed that my parents slept in. All I had was the floor to sleep on. Did I mention that they were both alcoholics? Yeah, try coming home with a bad report card when both of your parents are too drunk to remember to hold back or too drunk to remember to feed their filly."
>She was barely holding back the tears.
>You try to hold her but she jerks away from your grasp.
>"No...just...I just need to be alone and think. Don't expect to see me in bed tonight."
>Anon, learn to keep your mouth shut.
>Scootaloo walks somberly up the steps.
>You try to call after her but only one thing escapes your lips.
"I'm sorry."
>You knew it didn't reach her and saying it only made you feel worse.
>Tonight was going to be the coldest you've been in a while.
>You take a seat on the couch and wonder how you're going to fix this.
>Heh, you still haven't fixed yourself.

>You are Scootaloo.
>And you are stupid, stupid, stupid.
>What possessed you to act like that?
>Sure Sweetie sometimes teased you.
>But when you told her to knock it off she would.
>You yelled at Anon too.
>He was right, you were being childish.
>For years Sweetie and Apple Bloom protected you.
>And you left both of them without as much as a goodbye.
>You bury your face into your pillow.
>Everything recently has been perfect for you.
>Anon has taken care of every little thing you needed.
>Anytime something went awry he was right there by your side to pick you up.
>He's taken more care of you than himself.
>It's been a month and a half and he's been so busy dealing with you that he hasn't even found a job yet.
>How long before this heaven becomes a hell?
>It happens every time.
>Bloom, Dash, Sweetie.
>Every time you were finally adjusted it was time for you to leave.
>You roll over and fight off the same few thoughts for a couple of hours.
>When will your time here be over?
>Why do you screw up everything?
>Why couldn't you just have been born normal?
>Each passing thought digs your hole a little deeper.
>Finally you can't take it anymore and go to Anon's room.
"Anon, you still awake?"
>No response.
>You open the door and the sight breaks your heart.
>You can see a wet trail glistening down his cheek and he's holding a pillow in place of you.
>Dammit Scootaloo, why do you always hurt somepony?
>You gingerly remove the pillow and takes its place.
"I'm sorry Anon, I'm really really sorry."
>You steal a quick kiss and put your head against his chest.
>His heartbeat lulling you to sleep.

>You are Anon, again.
>And you've just awoke from another nightmare.
>Not as intense as the last, but bad enough to wake you in a cold sweat.
>You to get up but a warm opposition stops you.
>You look down to see a peacefully sleeping Scootaloo.
>After carefully slipping out from under her you leave for the park.
>You lay across a park bench and stare up at the night sky.
"Just as beautiful as always Luna."
>"Why thank you Anonymous."
>The unexpected voice makes you almost jump out of your skin.
"Luna, you can't be doing that...Wait if you're here am I still asleep?"
>"Sorry for startling you Anonymous."
"It's fine Luna, you know I'm always happy to see you."
>She brings the tip of her wing to her mouth to cover a snicker.
>"But to answer your other question no you're not asleep."
"Good...so what brings you out to ponyville?"
>The smile on her face fades as she lets out a sigh.
>"Well Anon, we know you're having those dreams again and we're...I'm worried."
>You sit up and pat the spot next to you.
>She takes a seat and stretches a wing across your back.
"Thanks for the concern Luna, but I'm fine."
>At this point you can't tell if you're lying to her or yourself.
>"Anon, something has to be wrong, Nightmares always have a meaning."
"Yeah well, meanings don't come to the rest of us as easy as you."

>Come in Anon, she's just trying to help.
>"Oh Anon, I apologize, I didn't mean to-"
"No, Luna...It's not your fault, Im... I'm just lost. 
>She pulls you in a little tighter.
>"Well maybe I can help find you, tell me what's new and maybe we can sort this out."
"Well for starters Mom made me move out, after searching for over a month I still can't find a job, and on top of all that I can’t help my self-destructive girlfriend...I love her, I really do, everytime she smiles or when she’s just next to me my world is just that much brighter and I have no reason to not smile with her...but I don’t know how to help her.”
>Luna draws in a long breath but another voice answers for her.
>S:”Is that how you really feel about me Anon?”
>You look up to see Scootaloo wearing one of your hoodies with another one across her back.
“Scoots I-”
>The tears forming in her eyes would make you feel terrible but the smile accompanying them leaves you confused.

>S:”I really make you that happy?”
"Guess I should've told you sooner huh?"
>She runs up to you and hugs you tightly, as if when she let go you'd disappear.
>L:"That was beautiful and I hate to interrupt but we really need to figure out there nightmares of your's."
>S:"Oh, princess I'm sorry I didn't notice you."
>She starts to bow but Luna stops her.
>L:"No need to bow, if Anon cares about you that much then consider yourself family."
>Scootaloo take a seat on the other side of you and puts her head on your lap.
"So Luna that's about everything that's new in my life. Spot anything that would cause these dreams yet?"
>She gets a pensive look on her face before shaking her head.
>L: "No, nothing too unusual...You've been taking care of yourself too, I presume?"
"Yeah, I eat, shower, brush my teeth, you know the whole nine yards."
>L:"Hmmm...have you been sleeping well?"
>Scootaloo's head rises off of you lap.
>S:"No, he hasn't."
"What do you mean, I sleep just fine."
>S:"Look, I still don't exactly know how humans work but three hours can't be healthy."
"Eh, it's fine Scoots, I'm used to not sleeping much, I never really have."
>You look at Luna to confirm your statement.
>She catches your look and explains with a sigh.
>L:"Sadly it's true, his nightmare as a child hindered him from sleeping.

>>

“Yeah, sometimes on a good night I would get five or six hours but that was rare.”
>You put your hand back in her mane, rub between her ears and turn back to Luna.
“Still can’t figure out what’s wrong with me huh?”
>Luna retracts her wing from your back only to be quickly replaced Scootaloo’s.
>L:”I’m afraid I can’t, and you said you still don’t have a job, right?”
>You look at Scootaloo, whose head has returned to your lap.
“Yep, and it sucks, she can’t find a job either and she’s been looking for years longer than me. I’m afraid I wont be able to find one...Mom gave me two months to get one before she stopped paying the rent, I’ve checked every store and vendor in town and still nothing. So what’s a guy to do...how can I take care of me and her if I don’t have the bits to do it?
>Saying it out loud made you realize just how bad of a situation you’re in
>You have two weeks to find a stable job that can pay for two, or you lose your house and probably Scoots.
>Tears were welling up in your eyes and your breath was becoming ragged.
>You feel the pressure on your lap disappear and something warm brush under your eyes removing the wet pools that were there moments before.
>S:”Hey now, no tears big guy.”
>You look into her soft lavender eyes and give her a kiss.
>S:”I’m not going anywhere, even if we have to live with your Mom, I’ll be right here.
>If you’ve said it once you’ll say it again. She ALWAYS knows how you feel.
“Thanks.”
>You look back to Luna who has a peaceful grin on her face from the sweet moment that just took place.
>L:”You two should head home and get some sleep. Anon, I’ll talk to Twilight and see if I can arrange some sort of job for you at the castle or something of the sort...Oh, and good luck to you two, I’d hate to see you apart.”
“Thanks Luna.”
>You give her a hug and she leaves back into the night sky.
“Alright Scoots lets get home it’s cold out.”

>You put on the spare jacket and begin to walk back to the house.
“Hey, umm Scoots.”
>“What’s up?”
>You take a deep breath.
“About earlier when Sweetie came over.”
>”Yeah, what about it?”
“Well...I wanted to say I’m sor-”
>”No no no, you don’t have to apologize.”
“But I-”
>”No, you were right, I was a acting like a foal. She’s helped me out a lot, especially as filly. Whenever I needed a break from my house she would always let me stay with her.
>”I remember the few times when I would sleep in the treehouse she brought me breakfast. And yes her teasing me would get on my nerves but she would never say anything too hurtful or she’d stop if I told her. Dammit I really messed up.”
>She stopped walking and had taken a seat on the ground..
>You stop and turn to her.
“Hey look, we all fuck up or hold grudges.”
>”Yeah, but not against people who’ve helped us.”
“True, but you could always try to fix it.”
>”Yeah right, I’ve told her to fuck off twice now… I don’t think sorry will fix it.”
“It never hurts to try and I’m sure she’ll accept if it’s from you.”
>She leans up against you and you flash her a comforting smile.
>”How do you know she’ll accept it.”
>You place a hand on her back and rub in a small circle.
“I’m honestly not sure, but I do know ‘I’m sorry’ is a good start.”
>Scootaloo nuzzles against your arm.
>”Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it, now lets get home its fucking cold out here.”
>”You don’t have to tell me twice.”
>The two of you race the rest of the way home and jump into bed.
>You both lay in the bed, just enjoying each other's company.
>You rub her cheek with your thumb and stare into her beautiful purple eyes.
>She places a hoof in the center of your chest and you can feel her heartbeat against yours.
>You start to speak but are quickly silenced by another pair of lips against your own.
>She pulls back with tears in her eyes.
“Wait, what’s wrong?”
>She takes her other hoof and wipes her face.
>”Right now, with you here, not a damn thing.”
“I love you too.”
>She snuggles into her normal position.
>“Good night Nonny, sweet dreams.”
“Night baby, you too.”
>She wraps a wing around you and passes out.
>You put your hand in her mane and follow suit.

>The next morning you wake up before your hand tangled in Scootaloo’s mess of hair.
>Man her hair is full of knots.
>After carefully pulling your hand from her mane you look at the clock.
>It’s half past four.
>Wow, you actually got about…
>You slept for ten fucking hours!
>Welp, there goes anything resembling a sleep schedule.
>Well, it’s worth it.
>The warm body in your arms starts to stir.
>You look down just in time to see her pretty eyes open and lock on yours.
“Morning sleepyhead.”
>She lets out a giggle and stretches her neck out to give you a kiss.
>”Morning to you too. What time is it?”
“It’s a little after four thirty.”
>You move your arms lower on her back so she can stretch her wings.
>She yawns making you yawn as well.
>"We should probably get up huh?"
"Nah, we deserve a lazy day, especially you."
>You lean down and give her another kiss.
>You start to pull away but she stops you.
>A new sensation makes the kiss a lot more interesting.
>An invader dances around your tongue , and you chase it with yours.

>After a minute or so, you both pull away needing precious oxygen.
"Wow...that was...that was something."
>She gives a girly giggle and nuzzles back into your chest.
>You can't help but laugh and put a hand back in her tangled mane.
"Your hair is a mess."
>"Yeah, I know. You try brushing your hair with these though." 
>She waves a hoof around for emphasis.
"You want me to brush it for you?"
>She pulls back from your chest with a smile.
>"Actually, yeah, that sounds kinda nice."
>You grab her brush off of the nightstand and sit with your back against the headboard.
>She takes a seat between your legs.
>The two of you sit there, quietly enjoying each other for the fifteen minutes it takes to completely de-knot her mane.
"So, how was that?"
>You run your fingers through her now silky amethyst colored hair.
>"You know...you make it really had to think you're not perfect."
"Hehe, I try."

>You both start for another kiss but are interrupted by your stomachs.
>"I guess we're hungry."
"Yeah, I guess so. Wanna go to Sugarcube Corner?"
>"Ehh, sure."
>You hug her extra tightly before getting up and putting on some pants.
>The two of you walk outside into the perfect weather.
>When you were young, days like today were perfect kite weather.
>"Ugh, I think I slept on my leg wrong, it kinda hurts."
>She kicks out one of her back legs to stretch it.
"Do you want me to carry you?"
>She takes a second to consider your offer.
>"You know what, why not?"
>You kneel down and put your hands behind you.
>"Wait, don't you normally carry me from the front?"
"Yes, but this way is easier for me."
>"Okay, so what am I supposed to do?"
"Well put your front hooves around my neck."
>She rears up on her back legs and carefully hugs your neck.
>"Like this?"
"Perfect, now hold on tight."
>You cup your hands under her legs and stand up quickly.
>"Woah, so this is how everything looks from your height."
>You begin the walk to Sugarcube Corner.
"Enjoying the view are we?"

>"Yeah, we need to do this and the hair brushing thing more often."
>About halfway through the walk you get a deliciously evil plan.
>You slowly pick up speed till you're almost in a sprint.
>"Ahh...hahaha, Anon haha, slowdown hahaha!"
>Her voice says stop, but the laughter and adorable squeaks tell you keep going.
>When you reach your destination, you're a sweaty, giggling mess.
>You absent mindedly enter with Scoots still on your back.
>You look around to see Twilight and the girls all looking at you.
>After letting Scootaloo down you go and sit with them.
"Hey Mom, hey girls."
>You let out a nervous laugh.
"So...you all are probably wondering what that was about."
>R:"Well, we all have our ideas darling, but we want you to say it before we jump to conclusions."
>You wrap an arm around Scootaloo, keeping her close.
"Well...Scootaloo and I have been...dating."

>The girls erupt in an excited fanfare.
>They all talk at once and their voices get lost in each other.
"Girls. Girls! I can't talk to all of you at once."
>FS:"Oh, sorry Anon. It's just...we've been waiting for this to happen for a while now."
"Wait, you all knew?"
>RD:”Are you kidding me? I’ve never seen a pair of ponies so inseparable.”
 >R:”You didn’t exactly hide it well darling.”
>You look over to Applejack hoping there was somepony who didn’t notice.
>She smiles and tips her hat.
>Damn you apple aunt.
>Pinkie is losing her mind bouncing next to you, while holding her breath.
>You could be a dick and not acknowledge her but she’s been too nice to you.
“Yes, Pinkie.”
>She takes a deep breath, and you prepare yourself.
>P:"Ican’tbelieveyoutwoarefinallytogetherI’msohappyIcouldjustburstnotliterallythoughbecausethatwouldbegrossandmessyandoohi’mjustsohappyforyoutwo.”
“Thanks Pinkie, that means a lot.”
>You look over to your mom, who looks like she has something on her mind.
“So Mom, you’ve been relatively quiet over there.”
>T:”Oh yeah, sorry Nonny. I’m happy for you nonetheless, but um...I need to talk to you.”
“I’m listening.”
>T:”I meant, you know, privately.”
“Oh, okay sure.”

>You start to get up but feel something tug at your sleeve.
>You look back to see Scootaloo holding on to your arm.
"Scoots, I'm not going too far. I'll just be outside, talk with the girls till we get back. I'm sure they have a million questions for you."
>S:"Okay."
>You give her a kiss on the forehead and walk outside with your mom.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
>T:"Well, I'm sure you know that Luna came to talk to me."
>You nod.
>T:"I'm worried about you Anon, with the nightmares returning and you still not having a job, I'm starting to question if you moving out was a responsible decision on my part."
"What do you mean?"
>T:"I don't know Anon, I’m just worried.”
“I’m fine mom ,trust me. Even with these nightmares, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier with Scoots around.”
>T:"Are you sure Nonny, I just want to make sure you're okay."
"Mom I'll be okay, alright. I pinkie promise.
>You go through the motions and accidentally poke yourself in the eye, making your mom laugh.

>T:”Alright, if you say so. I’ll trust your decision.”
>She smiles and gives you a hug but still looks somewhat wary. .
>T:”Now the other thing, Luna told me she could get you a job at the castle.” 
“Yes, that’s awesome, I love you Luna!”
>Your mom smiles hesitantly.
“What’s the catch?”
>T:”Well, you’d have to be a guard...and it’s a night shift.”
>Your heart sinks a little knowing you won’t get to go to bed with Scoots.
>You let out a sigh.
“Why can’t I have a day shift, can’t they just switch somepony and I can take over during the day?”
>T:”Sorry Nonny, it doesn’t work like that.”
“Dammit, what about Scootaloo?”
>T:”I don’t know, it’s only a five hour shift from what she said. You could probably go to sleep, wake up, work, come home and go back to sleep before she's even up.”
“I guess.”
>You lean against the building.
>You really should take this job.
>It’s the only offer you’ve gotten thus far.
“Well it’s the only shot I’ve got at a job, so tell  Luna I’m all for it.”

>T:”Alright Nonny, I’ll be sure to...also I really am happy for you two, sorry for not showing it.”
>You hug her and tussle her mane.
“I know, you just had other things to worry about. Now lets get back inside the girls are probably all over Scoots.”
>The two of you walk back and sure enough the girls are all talking over each other.
“Girls, girls. Come on, take it easy on the poor girl.”
>You take a seat next to Scoots.
>Your stomachs rumble, reminding you why you came here in the first place.

“Actually, if you all would excuse us for a sec, me and Scoots came here for breakfast.”
>RD:”Breakfast? It’s almost five and you two still haven’t had something to eat?”
“Yeah, me and her were up kinda late and slept in.”
>You see a wave of red splash against their faces.
“No no no, not like that. I uh...had a bad dream, went for a walk and she came and got me, and we talked for a bit is all.”
>The breath out a sigh of relief.
>You start to get up to grab some breakfast, but before your butt’s off the seat two muffins seemingly appear in front of you.
>You turn your head to see Pinkie balancing two cups full of chocolate milk on her head, which you quickly relieve her of.
"Thanks Pinkie, but how did you-"
>P:"Oh Nonny,  I've known you long enough to know you never change."
>That actually kinda stung.
>You know she meant it in the best possible way, but still.
>You push away the thought and start on the food in front of you.
>The girls chat between themselves letting you and Scoots eat in peace.
“Hey Scoots, didn’t we have something to do today?”
>S:”Oh crap, I completely forgot. I was supposed to talk to Sweetie today.”

>Rarity’s ear twitch at the mention of her sister and she turns to you.
>R:”How is my sister? I haven’t seen her since...I haven’t seen her in a while.”
>S:”She’s been better, but we were going to see her today, if you want to tag along.”
>R:”Sure, just remind me before you leave darling.”
>You give her a nod and resume eating your food.
>You’re hand absent mindedly makes its way to Scootaloo’s ears.
>Rubbing them was a nervous habit you had picked up in your time together.
>And you were nervous.
>It’s seems anytime those Scoots and Sweetie were in a room together one of them couldn’t handle themselves.
>A collective “Dawwww.” rouses you from your thoughts.
 >You look over and notice Scootaloo cooing and pushing into your hand, a blush on her face all the while.
>You quickly put your hands in your lap and blush as well.
>FS:”You two are so adorable.”
>The girls bombard you with questions for fifteen minutes about you and Scootaloo before you decide it’s time to go.
>The walk to Sweetie Belle’s house is thankfully short.
“So Rara what happened between you and Sweetie anyway.”
>You turn to her and see that your question made her visibly uncomfortable.
“Ohh, sorry. If you don’t want to say, it’s cool.”
>R:"Thank you darling."
>She relaxed a little but you could tell she was still tense.

>You eventually make your way to Sweetie's house.
>You start to knock on the door but Rarity stops you.
>R:"Er...If you don't mind, I'd like to talk with her first."
>You nod and step back.
>She takes a deep breath before knocking on the door.
>A minute or so goes by before the door opens.
>SB:"Hello...Oh it's you."
>She start a to close the door but Rarity stops her.
>R:" Sweetie please, you can't avoid me forever."
>SB:" No, but I can try. Now leave."
"Sweetie come on, give her a chance."
>She opens the door a little wider to see you.
>SB:"Why should I?"
"Because everypony deserves a second chance."
>She scoffs at your remark.
>SB:”No, i’m sick of second chances Anon, I’m sick of Rarity always coming first. I’m twenty three years old, when do I stop being just Rarity junior, huh? Even when I had boyfriends they never seemed to care about me when they met my sister, hell I even lost one to her. So i’m sorry but I...I just don’t want anything to do with her anymore.
>She was choking back tears and so was Rarity.
>Must be hard not having your own identity.
>It’s not something you’ve ever had to deal with.
>You weren’t like anything for miles, so no one could compare you to anything.
>You look down and notice that Scootaloo had snuck out from under your hand.
>She sits down in front of Sweetie and wipes away some of the tears in her eyes.
>S:”Hey Sweetie. You know not everypony sees you like that.”
>Sweetie sniffles but keeps calm.
>SB:”Yeah right. I’ll always take the second spot to her, no matter how hard I try to be different.”
>S:”I’m serious, to me and Bloom you always were...are just Sweetie Belle. And for the whole guys always seem to be worried about your sister thing. Fuck em.”
>Sweetie seemed surprised at Scootaloo’s language.
>S:”Guys can be jerks, just think of how many colts tried to get a shot at Dash through me. Don’t try to be different. I promise that won’t get you anywhere, try just being Sweetie Belle for once.”
>She wraps her forelegs around Sweetie Belle’s neck and gives her a sisterly hug.
>S:”And another thing, I’m sorry for yelling at you, I had no right to do that. You’ve helped me out so much when I was a filly. Y’know the good old days of me, you and Bloom trying to figure out where we were headed.
>She nods, and hugs Scootaloo back, tears freely falling at this point.
>SB:”I’m sorry for kicking you out Scoots, I felt terrible and-”
>S:”You don’t have to say anything about that, in fact i’m almost glad it happened.”
>She turns and gives you the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen.
>S:”If that fight wouldn’t have happened then I would have...uugghh this is gonna sound so cheesy but I wouldn’t have ever told Anon how much I love him and we wouldn’t be happily together. Now how about you go over to your sister and sort this out, she loves you and so do I.”

>Sweetie Belle slinks over to her sister and slowly raises her eyes to meet her sisters.
>SB:”Hey Rarity...I um...I’m-”
>She’s cut off by Rarity putting a hoof to her lips.
>R:”No darling...I should apologize. I had no idea I was over shadowing you that much. Why did you never tell me?”
>SB:”I don’t know...I thought you knew but didn’t care about it or me.”
>Rarity wraps her hooves around Sweetie and strokes her mane.
>R:”Of course I care Sweetie. You’re family, of course I care about you.
>Sweetie cries into the crook of her sister’s neck.
>SB:”I’m so sorry for thinking you didn’t.”
>Rarity gives her sister a tight squeeze.
>R:”No I’m sorry for letting you think I didn’t. You’re my only sister Sweetie, I’ll always care about you.”
>Mascara was running down Rarity’s face but she kept her composure.
>She looks over to you and then Scootaloo.
>Rarity mouths the words “thank you” in Scootaloo’s direction.

>She cocks her head and smiles back at Rarity.
>Scootaloo walks over to you and nuzzles into your side.
>S:“I guess we should leave and let them work things out. ”
>Sweeties head pops up from her sister's shoulder and looks toward you.
>SB:”Actually...Scoots...could you stay? I’d like to make it up to you too.”
>Scootaloo gives her a friendly smile before looking at you.
>S:”You wouldn’t mind if I stayed for just a bit, right?”
>You bend down and give her a kiss on the forehead.
“Not at all baby, I’ll see you back at the house.”
>You tussle her mane and walk back to your house.
>When you get home you hop into bed and put on some music.
>It’s been awhile since you’ve actually been alone.
>You’re eyes start to get heavy and it’s not long before you’re out.
>You wake up and feel Scootaloo’s head nuzzled into your stomach 
  
>She’s passed out on the floor, with her head resting on the couch against you.
> Poor thing, you didn't leave her any room to snuggle up to you.
>You pick her up and carry her to your bedroom before tucking her in.
>You snuggle up to her and eventually pass out.
>The next morning you wake up missing a certain warmth and a faint burning smell in the air.
>You descend the step and find your favorite purple maned pony in the kitchen, along with another catastrophe.
>There's batter everywhere, her mane, face and tail are absolutely covered with tannish splotches , and in the pan lays two black frisbee's which were once pancakes. 
>"M.. Morning Anon.."
>Her voice has a somber tune to it. 
>"Sorry..I tried to make breakfast to make up for getting home so late but... yeah.."
>She sits on the floor with a look of defeat on her face.

>You take a seat in front of her and stroke her mane. 
>"I'm really really sorry Anon."
"Scoots it's okay really. Remember how bad it looked when I tried to cook? "
>That gets a small laugh out of her. 
>You stand up and peel one of the charred discs out of the pan and tap it on the counter.
"Hell you made it farther than I did and now we have two kickass frisbee's."
>Scoots tries to keep her pouty look but you can see her cracking a smile.
>You place your hand under her chin and rub her jawline softly with your thumb
"Don't be so tough on yourself Scoots. Your heart was in the right place."
>You toss the pancake (if you can still call it that) into the trash making a loud thud.
"Now come on pouty butt let's go see if mom's eaten yet."

>"You're not mad at me?"
"Of course not Scootsy."
>You walk over and give her a light kiss.
"Now let's go see if mom's eaten yet."
>"Hey Anon?"
"Yes love?"
>Your response makes her giggle.
>"I know I say it a lot but I love you Nonny"
"I love you too Scootsy."
>The two of you head out into the cool summer morning and walk to your former home.
>You knock on the door repeatedly because you know it annoys your mom.
"Mom, mom, mom, mummy,  mummy,  mummy,  momma, momma..."
>Twilight opens the door with a mixture of a smile and annoyance.
>T:"Hi Anon and Scootaloo."
"Hi mom."
>S:"Hello Twilight."
>T:"So,  what brings you two here?"
"What, I can't visit my favorite mommy? Oh no, I see how it is. "
>It was always fun to mess with Twi, she was so easy to fluster.
>T:"Well of course you can,  I mean  you're always welcome here but I was just.. "
>You bend down and give her a hug.
"Mom,  it's okay, I'm just messing with you."
>She gives you a tight squeeze and smiles. 
>T:"So, what's up Anon? "
"Well it turns out that me and Scootsy here are absolutely terrible cooks."
>You and Scoots look at each other and can barely hold back laughing.
"We were wondering if we could swing by for some breakfast."
>Twilight's face lights up at your statement.
>T:"Of course Anon, come on in.”
>The two of you take a seat at the big table and Twilight goes and prepares breakfast. 
>Scoots sits next to you and lays her head on the table in front of you. 
>S:"Hey Anon?"
"What's up?"
>S:" What did Twilight want to talk to you about yesterday ?"
"Oh yeah, Luna is getting me a job at the castle."

>S:"What kinda job?"
"Well it's a job as a night guard for Luna."
>S:"Oh.. "
>Her happy expression somewhat falters
"Hey now,  it's okay Scootsy it's only a five hour shift, okay?"
>You're statement barely seems to cheer her up.
>"I guess we can't fall asleep together anymore..."
"Mom said I should be able to go to bed with you and be back before you wake up."
>You tussle her mane and give her a kiss
"We'll figure it out Scoots, I know you don't sleep well without me but I promise I'll come straight to bed when I get home."
>S:"Okay..."
>She give you a faltering smile and hugs you tightly
>S:"I love you Anon."
"I love you too Scootalo."
>Your mom returns from the kitchen with a neat stack of delicious looking pancakes.
>"Here you two love birds go, dig in."
>Without hesitation the two of you fill up your plates and and finish them. 
>It's been a while since you and Scoots have had a decent homemade breakfast.
>T":So,  was it good? "
"Tenouttaten, can we come over more often for breakfast?"
>Twi walks over and gives you a kiss on the cheek.
>T:" You are both welcome here anytime."
>Scootaloo rests her head on your lap and you run your hand through her mane. 
"Thanks mommy. Oh yeah, have you heard from Luna? 
>T:"Oh, yes I have.  She wanted me to tell you that you have to start training in four days."
"Training?"
"You didn't think you could be an untrained guard did you Nonny? Also, your shift starts at 1 am, which is when you'll go to training as well."

"Ugggh, well I guess I can't really complain. At least I'll have a job"
>You  take a deep breath and let out a sigh.
>You didn't want to do this.
>Being away from Scoots is gonna be hard but at least she'll be asleep and not worrying about you.
>You both know that anxiety all too well.
>Scoots whimpers lightly.
>You reassuringly tussle her mane.
“It'll be okay babe.”
>Twilight scrunched her mouth to one side. 
>T:”Hey Anon, can I talk to you for a second? Just you?”
“Umm yeah, I guess.”
>You follow your mom up the steps to your old room.
“So, what's up, why’d you wanna talk?
>T:”Well Anon, in short I'm just kinda worried about you.”
>She lets out a sigh.
>T:”Nonny, you do so much to take care of her. I've seen a whole new side to you since you two got together. I've never seen you fight so hard for something but…”
>You cross your arms and cock your eyebrow.
“But what?”
>She takes a seat next to you and draws I deep breath followed by a lengthy sigh.
>T:”Nonny I'm worried you're not taking care of yourself too. Look, I understand you want her to be happy but...if you're not happy too that's not a healthy relationship. I know you don't want to hear this but I'm just looking out for you.
>That was hard to hear.
>You wouldn't neglect your needs for Scoots.
>Would you?
>You never really too much cared about yourself but…
>She's priority for you though.
>As long as she's happy, you're happy.
>That's all that matters right?
>Right..?
>T: “Nonny?”
>You snap back to reality, realizing you've been staring off into space.
“Mom I'm fine.”
>T:”Nonny, you know I love you. I just want to make sure you stay healthy and happy. Maybe I'm just over thinking it, being your mom and all but...I just want the best for my baby. You know?
>You give your mom an empty hug.
>Your mind’s too focused on what she's said.
>You are happy...right?
>The two of you return to the dining room area.
“Hey mom, thanks for the food. I think me and Scoots are gonna head home.
>After a quick exchange of hugs you leave with Scootaloo and drag your feet the whole way home.
>Her question burning a hole in your skull.
>When you get home Scoots takes her normal spot on the couch and flips on the tv.
“Hey, I'm um..I'm gonna go upstairs lay in bed for a bit.”
>Scootaloo turns around with a quizzical look.
>S:”You okay baby?
“Huh? Oh yeah I'm..I'm good, just...just still a little sleepy is all.”
>You can tell she doesn't fully believe you but she takes your reply.
>S:”  Okay...I'll be up in a little bit.
>You lay down in your queen sized bed, tuck your knees to your chest and close eyes.
>It's been awhile since you sat down to think.
>It's not like you enjoyed it anyway.
>Thinking just made you sad, and you've gotten so sick of so sick.
>But after breakfast you can't stop thinking.
>You were..
>No are happy.
>Seeing Scootsy’s smile made you feel happy.
>It made you feel safe and loved.
>A lot like Tia and Twilight’s.
>Sure she's a little work but.
>Love is something worth working for.
>Besides, you're not easy either.
>You're not the kinda person that's good at saying or talking about your feelings. 
>You roll over and let your mind rest, giving up the small fight to stay awake.

>You open your eyes and quietly admire the vibrant colors of the field in front of you.
>Flowers of every shade, shape and size decorate the lush landscape.
>Scootaloo is jumping in and out of the tall grass and brilliant flowers, chasing butterflies and loving life. 
>You laugh at the goofy mare you know and love before laying on your back, staring into the perfect blue sky.
You close your eyes for a moment to try and capture the portrait like scene forever.
>When you open your eyes Scootaloo laying on top of you.
>She's smiling that crooked mischievous smile she gets when a wonderfully terrible idea.
>S:”Hi sleepy head.”
>She lowers her head and locks you in a deep kiss.
>You can feel a little invader poking and prodding around where normally only one tongue occupied.
>You match her movements.
>She slowly pulls back and once again she has that smile.
“Wow, that was..that was something.”
>She giggles
>S:”Oh I'm not done with you.”
>She sits up placing her front hooves on your chest and bottom directly on your crotch.
>You look into her beautiful lavender eyes.
“What's up?”
>You say part sarcastically part sincerely.
>S:”You tell me big boy.”
>With that she slowly rolls her hips back and forth against yours.
>Dick status: Adamantium
>A quiet moan escaped both of your lips.
>She slows down and carefully stands up, a clear sticky trail connects you too for a brief second before snapping and dripping to the ground. 
>She slowly backs up and places her head above your zipper, pulling it down with her teeth. She smiles again and starts to make her way to your boxers. 
>Her goof gets a few inches away before you wake up hot and sweaty.
>Scootaloo is curled up in front of you.
>Her butt is up against your leg and you can feel the heat coming from her marehood.
>She lets out a small whimper and moan. 
>S:”Mmmm An..on...ohhh.
>Someone's having a good dream.
You don't want to get up because she'll wake up too but..”
>Dammit you have to pee.
>You carefully get up and slide out of bed.
>You take a quick whizz despite Anon Jr.’s best efforts to make it as difficult as possible.

>When you get back Scoot’s face is bright red and she has the covers pulled up to her muzzle.
>S:”H..Hey Anon.. Hey um could you go downstairs and watch tv for a bit?
“Sure? Everything okay?”
>S:”Uh yeah. Just I I'm need to do something.”
“Did you have a good dream by the way?”
>Her eyes grow wide.
>S:” How..how did..?
“You talk in your sleep sometimes”
>If you could die from embarrassment she would have a mean case rigor mortis.
>S:” Im sorry..”
>Tears are building up in her eyes and she looks at the floor
>You walk over and hug her tight.
“Shhh it’s okay. You didnt do anything wrong. Would it make you feel better if i told you I had that kind of dream too?”
>She rests her head on your shoulder.
>S:”Y-You did?”
“Yeah, it was something alright.”

>S:”Sorry Nonny”
“Hey, you don’t have to be. I promise it’s okay”
>She relaxes a little and the tension in her muscles starts to leave.
>S:”Okay.”
>She nuzzles up against you.
“I love you Scootsy”
“I love you too Anon”
>You give her a tight squeeze and gather up all the blankets before throwing them into the washer.
>The two of you sit on the couch and flip through the channels.
>S:”Hey Anon?”
“Whats up?”
>Scoots shifts uncomfortably.
>S:”Do you think we’ll ever..You know, do that?”
>You slightly tilt your head.
“Do what love?
>S:” You know, do..it”
“I mean, I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to rush into anything and I don’t want you to be uncomfortable with it. So, sure one day. Just maybe not too soon.”
>S:”Sorry.”
“Hey now, it’s okay.”
>She lays on her back across your lap and looks up at you.
>S:”I want to do it because I love and trust you but, I don’t know. I’m just scared”
>You rub her tummy and give her a light kiss.
“I understand.” 
>The two of you spend the rest of the day relaxing and watching old movies.

>The next three days go by way too fast for your liking. 
>You even started to get up early to make the days seem longer but they still flew by.
>Tomorrow is the big day and you just aren't ready.
>You, aren't ready to be an adult.
>But you have to do it for the two of you.
>Somehow you manage to slip out of bed before Scoots could wake up.
>You write her a note telling her that you're going grocery shopping and will be back soon.
>It was nice and cool outside.
>You don't bother with grabbing a jacket.
>As the cool air hits you, you can feel the hairs on your arms and neck stand up as goose bumps race across your skin.
>It was surprisingly nice to be alone for a minute.
>You take a deep breath of the morning air and begin your trip through the dewy grass to the market.
>But first you make a quick stop at Sugarcube Corner.
>As always Pinkie sits at the counter being her happy goofy self.
>P:”Haiiii Nonny.”
“Hehe, Hi Pinkie.”
>She flashes that big trademarked smile of hers.
>P:”What's up Nonny? Where's Scootaloo?”
>You politely smile back.
“Nothing much honestly. I kinda snuck out while she was still sleeping. I kinda needed some me time if you know what I mean. Some time to think about stuff.”
>Pinkie walks around the counter and leads you to a booth.
>P:” What kinda stuff Anon?”
>You rest your head on one hand and draw circles on the table with the other.
“I don't know. I guess something Mom said is just kinda eating at me.”
>Pinkie lightly puts a hoof under your chin and and gives you her comforting mom like smile.
>P:”You know you can always talk to me Nonny. I may not be your mommy but you can always come to me when something's wrong.  So, what did Twilight say?”
>You take a long deep breath and let it out slowly.
>You hated this feeling.
>You hated dumping your feelings on Pinkie.
>It always feels like you're just gonna bring her down.
>She doesn't show it if you do though.
“She.. She told me that she isn't sure if me and Scoots are in a healthy relationship.. Mom thinks I'm too worried about Scootaloo and not spending time making myself happy. But when she's happy I'm happy. Seeing her smile, hearing her voice, hell being around her makes me happy. I.. I just…”
>Pinkie brushes her hoof against your cheek.
>P:”Nonny If I may let me stop you there. I know you love her Anon, that look in your eyes when you're together. Nonny someponies would kill to have someone love them like you love her.”
>She takes a deep breath.
>P:”But you can't rely solely on somepony else to make you happy. Nonny are you happy with yourself?”
>You lay your head on the table.
>You know there's no point in lying to her.
>You sigh.
“No…”
>P:”See Nonny that's a start, you...wait what did you say?”
“I said no..I'm not..When I'm with her, she makes me forget about it..but deep down I'm the same as I've been since I got here.”
>P:”W..What do you mean Nonny?”
“Pinkie, what I'm saying I guess is you were right, I'm still the same..I haven't changed at all in twelve years. I'm still lost, scared, I feel like I don't belong here. I'm so different than everypon- everyone.  I don't belong here, but this is my home, this is where my family is but..I don't know. Twi was right. I don't know how to take care of myself, I don't know what I want. I know I love Scoots and I know I want her to be happy. I want to be happy too.”
>P:”Nonny I..”
“I know I'm a train wreck but I'm trying to fix it. I'm slowly growing up, I'm doing everything I can to make my own and her life as good as possible. I'm no superman..mare.. Ughhh you know what I mean but I try dammit and that counts for something right? I know where I want to be, I don't care how hard the journey there gets. I just want us to be happy and have good times. I want to not be anonymous for once. I want to be someone. I want my name to mean something to someone. You know?”
>Pinkie give you a big happy smile
P:” You know Anon, I think you know what you want more than you think you do. Nonny, you have changed. You used to be so shy, quiet and introverted. You're so much more grown up than you believe. You're very selfless and impulsive. You're a lot like me. You like to see people happy and will do anything in your power to see that those close to you are happy. When I was a filly I wished that somepony like you would show up in my life for me. I'm sure every little filly does. Anon, you mean more to Scootaloo than you could imagine. She loves seeing you happy.So Nonny, do both of you a favor and dont only worry about her, she’s a tough little filly. Worry about yourself too. Do what makes you happy, and trust me she’ll be happy too, okay?”
>You reach across the table and hug Pinkie as tight as you can.
“Thank you Pinkie. I really needed to hear all that. Honestly, I can’t thank you enough.”
>P:”You know you don’t have to Nonners. That smile is enough.”
>You hug her again and tussle her cotton candy mane.
“I should get going, thanks again for everything Pinkie.”
>P:” No problem, I’m always here to help.
“I’m glad. Later Pinkie.”
>P:”Byyyyyyyeeee Nonnnyyyyyyy”
>You head off to the market with a smile on your face and a new found fire in your heart.

>It doesn't take long for you to get what you need and head back home.
>You lock your door and go to check on your little angel. 
>Still fast asleep.
>Perfect.
>You how downstairs and flip through the new cookbook you bought to find breakfast foods.
>After a little searching you find the recipe for blueberry pancakes you saw when you bought it.
>You lay the ingredients out on the counter and get to work.

>As you finish up you hear soft little hoofsteps on the stairs before seeing the tangled mess of a purple mane atop a sleepy orange Pegasus.
“Good morning beautiful. Did you do something new with your hair.” 
>She giggles and hops on the couch.
>”I would get you back but it's too early to be sarcastic. What's that amazing smell by the way?”
>You pour her a little cup of coffee and take it and two plates into the living room.
“I made breakfast.”
>“Is it edible this time is the real question.”
“Oh shut up you.”
>You give her a light playful shove before messing with her tangled mane.
“Eat up, we got stuff to do today.”
>Scoots already has a mouthful of food.
>”Where aw fwee going?”
>She swallows her food before trying again.
>”Where are we going?”
“It's a secret.”

>The two of you finish eating rather quickly and you brush all the knots out.
>Her hair had gotten much longer than it had been as a filly.
>It wasn't Fluttershy long but it came down to her shoulders when it was completely down.
>She has you put it in a ponytail with some of her bangs hanging just above her eyes.
>After both of you are all cleaned up you head out.
>”So where are we going Anon?”
“I told you it's a secret, but it's worth it trust me. It's a little bit of a walk though.”
>”Ughh foiiine. As long as I'm with you it's fine.”
>She looks up and gives you a smile.
>After about 30 minutes you follow a familiar path into the everfree forest.
>”Anon..are you sure we should be out here? I trust you but..”
“A few more minutes Scoots, it'll be okay.”
>A few hundred feet later the dense canopy starts to thin and the air feels cool and clean.
>After a few more feet you can see a huge clearing, trees are spattered about sparingly.
>Scoots catches up and sits next to you.
>She's utterly entranced by her surroundings.
>Your first time here you were too.
>The big beautiful oak tree, the rainbow field of flowers covering the landscape.
>”A-Anon, what is this place?”
>You hug her tightly and lightly kiss the top of her head.
“Well long story short, a long time ago I kinda ran away and found this place.”
>”I still don't- How is this possible?”
“I don't know but all the creatures of the Everfree seem to avoid it. It's about an acre, so there's tons of space.”

“I figured you'd like all the space and the nice and quiet away from everypony else.”
>”We can do whatever we want out here.”
>She giggles and rubs her side up against you
“Heh, yeah. Out here it’s just you and me, our own domain to rule over so to speak.”
>Saying that makes you feel like a little kid again.
>Memories of playing in Sweet Apple Acres with Scoots and pretending the old clubhouse was a castle and you two were the king and queen of Equestria.
 >Scoots tugs on your sleeve to get your attention.
>”Come on ya butt, this time you're gonna keep me entertained the whole time. No more of this sitting and thinking on your own, you do that enough.”
>For the next hour or so your both kids again.
>Responsibilities, stress, anxiety all gone like the wind through your hair as you run through the tall grass and roll down the grassy hills.
>Eventually you both run out of steam and collapse into the chromatic wonderland of flowers.
>Scoots lays on her back next to you, her ragged tired breaths matching your own.
>Neither of you can help but to laugh.

>Scoots rolls over on top of you, her smile brighter than the strips of sunlight peeking out from between her messy purple mane.
>”I love you Nonny.”
“I love you too Scootsy.”
>She wraps her hoofs behind your head and pulls you in for a kiss.
>You gladly reciprocate and lean up to help her reach your lips.
>Quickly the kiss goes from innocent to playful to lewd.
>You try pulling away for air but neither your body nor hers will let you.
>Finally the need for oxygen gets to you both and you pull away.
>Scoots’ breaths are even more erratic and ragged than before, but not in a tired way.
>She props herself up with her front hooves on your chest while adorning the devious smile she gets when an idea comes to her mind.


>She plants her back legs on the ground firmly and grinds her hips back and forth on your lap.
>You can feel her hooves trembling slightly against you.
“Hey Scoots you don't have to-”
>She shakes her head.
>”Nonono I want to Nonny I promise. I'm just a little nervous, first time doing this and all.”
>You give her a comforting smile and run your 
fingers through her hair.

>She smiles and slides off your lap and paws at the crotch of your jeans.
>”Damn. Zipper. Please. Cooperate.”
>You can't help but to laugh.
“You're sure you wanna do this?”
>She doesn't stop trying to unzip you, she even tries with both hooves. Eventually she gets it using her teeth.
>”She wipes her hair from her face and smiles.
>”I'm sure Nonny, there's no one else I'd rather do this with.”
>You help her pull your boxers and jeans down exposing your member at full attention.
>Scoots’ eyes widen with excitement and curiosity.
>She tilts her head to the side and pokes at it making herself giggle.
>”Huh, I don't know what I expected.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
>She giggles again.
>”No, I like surprises.”

>You can feel her every warm breath against your skin.
>She lightly drags her tongue from the bottom to the top of your length sending electricity up your spine causing you to visible quiver.
>She pulls stops and pulls back.
>”Did I do something wrong?”
“Nonono quite the opposite.”
>”Hehe, okay.”
>She slowly lick up your length again but this time swirls her tongue around your head before plunging down taking all of you in her mouth.
>You can barely take it and instinctively grab a handful of her hair pulling it lightly.
>She pulls her head up letting go of your cock with a pop.
“Crap Scoots I'm sorry I didn't mean to pull your hair.”
>Scoots smiles her bright lovely smile.
>”It's alright, I kinda like it. Actually here.”
>She rolls a hair tie off of her hoof and gives it to you.
>You take it and put her hair in a ponytail.
>”There we go, now my hair won't be all in my face. Now pull as much as you want big boy.”

>You can feel a chill down your back from her words.
>She lowers her head back down, getting back to what she was doing.
>Her warm mouth bobbing up and down on your cock and her tongue swirling around massage every inch of your dick.
>You can feel her getting faster as you get close.
>Just before you explode she stops and pulls off.
>She has a crooked mischievous smile on her face.
>”Now I can't let you have all the fun”
>She lays on her side and lift one leg in the air and flicks her tail out giving you a full view of her dripping, winking marehood before standing back up and spreading both of her legs .
>She looks back at you and her breaths are even more ragged than before.
>”Please fuck me Anon.”
>You get on your knees and rub your member against her winking clit.
>You can see her legs trembling with pleasure and anticipation.
>After teasing her for a bit you slowly slide in.
>As you hilt you can feel her tighten and a thick liquid dripping onto you.
>Scoots let's out a loud satisfied moan.
>You pull out slowly and grab her tail to help you pull yourself back in.
>Scootaloo slowly turns into a puddle of pleasure as you slide in and out, speeding up as you get closer and closer.
>It doesn't take long before you feel yourself building up to release.
“Fuck. Scoots. I'm gonna cum.”
>”Mmm. M-me too. C-cum inside me.
>You pull her tail harder and thrust faster till you explode inside of her, her marehood milking every drop out of you. 

>You lay next to her in the grass.
>Her beautiful amethyst eyes lock onto yours.
>She tries to speak but her ragged breath doesn't let her.
>Both of you have smiles that the end of the world couldn't wipe off.
“I love you Scootsy.”
>”I love you too Nonny.”
>You wrap your arms around her pulling her close and she snuggles up against your chest.
>Man, you're exhausted.
>A quick nap couldn't hurt.
>Both of you close your eyes and drift off.

>You slowly open your eyes to the low hanging afternoon sun peeking between strands of lavender.
>Scoots loud snoring makes you laugh to yourself.
>You pick her up and carry her bridal style back home.
>It's easy since she doesn't weigh much.
>Once you returned home you tuck her into bed and put on an alarm.
>You sigh and run your fingers through Scootaloo’s mane.
>For some reason it always made you feel better.
>You lay on top of the covers next to her and just smile.
>All in all maybe it was a good thing mom kicked you out.
>You chuckle quietly
>You’ve grown a hell of a lot
>You wouldn't have your little cutie mare next to you if it weren't for her
>After setting an alarm you strip down to just a shirt and your underwear and crawl under the covers
 >Scoots nestles her back against you and before you know it you’re out like a light