It was a nice bright day in Equestria. Celestia's sun was up, and the little ponies where out and about doing their little pony business, and everything was just right. But we're not here to focus on that. No, no, no. Today, we are going to be focussing on a small building residing on the lower parts of Canterlot.
Our story takes us to a human that goes by the name of Mr. Anonymous. Today was like any other day.
Step one was to move the bundle of bat cuteness off of his chest. This was a tricky operation for if he made a wrong move, the little bat would bite him. Now under normal circumstances, this would slightly arouse him. But waking up with a hangover, a bite is something he would rather avoid.
After carefully moving the little pony to his side, he grudgingly gets out of bed and starts heading twords the bathroom. His bathroom routine is to be expected. Shower, shit, and brush teeth. A common thing amongst most humans.
After stepping out of the bathroom, he spotted Stella putting on her armour.
Putting on a quizzical face, he asked.
"Day patrol again?"
After putting on her helmet, she looked to him and sighed.
"Yeah. They need more ponies on the boarder twords the badlands. Keeping a look out for any changeling swarms. I should be back around late tonight. Maybe around one or two in the morning." She explained.
"That sucks. Well, you be safe, alright? Don't want you coming back as a bug."
Rolling her eyes, Stella flew up and gave Anonymous a quick peck on the lips.
"Don't worry about me, monkey boy. I'll be fine."
Anon smiled at her.
"What happened to being, 'just friends with benefits?' We're acting like a couple."
Stella lightly punched him and giggled.
"Shut it will you? I'll be back."
Anon waved at her.
"Audios."
After leaving, Anonymous started on getting his podcast started.
Walking in a separate room, it was filled with equipment of all kinds. This was the place where all the magic happened to make his show run.
Sitting down in front of a microphone, he grabbed a stack of papers. These where the script for the episode today.
With a flick of his finger the show was on air. He started it his first story.
"Narrator fired from his job. Does this finally mean peace to Equestrians?" He said- wait what! I'm fired!
"And can pigs fly? Hear on how this researcher is throwing pigs off a cliff to make them grow wings through evolution."
W-wait. Can we go back to the part where I was fired? Mean, why was I fired? It's not like-
"From Anon 69 Public Radio, I'm Anonymous and this is Anon 69 News. Try to find a better news source. I dare you."
Hey! Don't interrupt me. Now, tell us, why was I fired.
"Shocking news today as the famous Narrator is fired from his job. Do Equestrians finally live in peace? With more on it, Anon 69 correspondent, Twig-fucks-a-lot joins us now. Hello Twignugs."
"Nice to know you still haven't got my name right. Anyways, yes the Narrator has been fired from his job on accounts of stalking and narrating side characters instead of the element bearers."
What! Stalking side characters? Pffft! No, I would never.
"I have spoken to some of the many victims. Here is what some of them had to say."
Wait! You might not want to-
"I would hear this. . . voice, explain every Celestia damned thing I do. Whether it be walking into another room or even the small act of making a face. I-it would even narrate my most. . . personal actions. Its so weird."
Hey, I didn't-
"I was sitting on a toilet doing my business, you know? And I just hear this voice talking about it. . . in extreme detail. To say the least, it was disturbing."
"Will there be any replacements, Twinkle?"
Ha! There won't be anypony able to replace me.
"Reports suggest that Morgan Freepony will be recruited for the job."
Wait, the Morgan Freepony? T-they can't do this! I have been here for over 28 years!
"Well, I'm glad that ponies are finally able to get some peace. Well thank you for joining us today."
Hold on a second-
"Your welcome, Anonymous."
Don't end it yet-
This has been Anonymous From Anon 69 News. I'll be seeing you.
I just want to say- hey wait! Don't press that yet! No-
Click.