Trapped in the body of a filly. Alone with a psychopath for a caregiver. Could Nonny's life possibly get any worse? Turns out, the answer is a big yes. It can always get worse. Much like Rob Schneider, Nonny is about to discover that being Twilight Sparkle's daughter isn't all it's cracked up to be. Rated PG-13.
This story is adapted from a greentext I wrote a couple of years ago; you can read the original here if you'd like. This will be the first installment of what will (hopefully) be an ongoing effort to adapt my better greens into formal prose. Since today is Halloween, I decided to start with my creepiest one. Comments and feedback appreciated. Enjoy.
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It's weird seeing this story not in the green text format.
I truly hope for a good sequel of this story. Combination of mind-reader twilight and acceptance nonny make this a pretty unique anonfilly story.
poor nonny :(
Eh.
#CozyGlowWasRight!
Normally, I'd criticize Twilight Sparkle not being a unicorn, especially with something concerning Anon Filly, but it does work to make her even more despicable here. I seem to recall having come across these greentexts beforehand, so I'll expect the same malaise in the coming stories.
It's probably personal preference, but using italics for thoughts, at least so often, does make them a little harder to read than quotation marks would. Regardless, I found no errors to note in my reading, and the perspective remaining in one place for the entire story works well to emphasize the claustrophobia and isolation. It well achieves its goal.