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// It was... 
// Story: Which One of You Is It!? 
// by LitMatchStick 
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"So... I'm good?" Anon asked. An ice pack was tied around his head, covering half of his face. There were also bandages underneath that covered the swollen eye.

The pony doctor went through his clipboard, making occasional glances at the human. "Well Mr. Anon, considering you've miraculously bounced back from the three other incidents, all on the same day, I'd say you'll do fine," he said. Flipping back to the first paper, he looked at Anon with tired eyes. "Please, don't come back for a fifth."

Anon was led into the hallway, where he eventually found himself back in the hospital's main entrance lobby. Besides the receptionist dozing away with her head propped up on one hoof, he was alone.

He stared at the ground for a good minute before inhaling the courage to pick up the phone in his pocket. With a flip and a press, he rang for the only one on the other side of the line, choosing an empty seat while he waited.

The sound of another phone's ring made him jump, causing him to look over at the other chairs. Sitting casually among one of them was Discord.

The draconequus picked up his own phone and answered, all the while grinning at Anon. "Hello? Halo? Allô? ¿Diga? Алло? もしもし?"

"Alright, I get it," Anon said through the phone. Both phones were promptly closed and poofed out of existence.

There was a snap, and Discord teleported into the chair next to his. "Aren't you going to tell me?" the draconequus asked, his chin resting on his paw.

"What's there to tell?"

"That Applejack is..." Discord used his other hand to make a circling motion, and right in front of Anon's face.

"You don't have to rub it in, alright." The human turned away, looking at the world outside the hospital's entrance.

"Oh, you don't have to look so dejected. It's not my fault that you didn't believe me."

"But she's the most southern of the six! Any of the other five? Sure. But her? Someone that values tradition the most! How can she be the one and not the literal walking rainbow?"

"You don't know much about pony culture, do you?"

"Ye⁠— No⁠— I⁠—" Anon sank into his chair, his arms hanging over the armrests. "Man... I just wanted to win the bet so I could get a functioning computer in this backwater place."

"With functioning interdimensional internet?"

"That too..."

Discord observed his paw, frequently turning it front and back before pressing the middle finger against the thumb. "You know, I could always send you home," he said, his head resting on his other hand.

"But I get free food here!"

Sighing, Discord straightened himself out and looked down at the pitiful creature not moving from the chair. "Alright, because I'm not without compassion, I'll give you another chance."

At this, Anon perked up and listened intently.

"Find whoever Applejack is head over hooves for, and I will give you your technology box."

"With internet?" Anon asked, hands together and doing his best to look even more pathetic.

"Yes, my friend, with internet." Discord snapped and he was gone.

Anon rose from his chair like a reborn phoenix. He looked at the door of the hospital once before his head snapped towards the glass barrier next to it. Feeling the rising fire in his heart, he clutched his fists.

"The. One."