Prologue

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When I first saw Anon, I honestly couldn't believe what I was seeing. Standing in the middle of town, just looking around unsure of everything, was a tall creature the likes my eyes have never seen before. Living in Ponyville means that you tend to see a good amount of weird stuff every now and then. Since the elements of harmony decided to stay here, that quota of weird skyrocketed to a new all time high.

This creature though wasn't something we were used to. We have seen beasts from the Everfree, griffins from beyond the Equestrian borders and more than a few donkeys and cows. But there was something about this creature that screamed at us that he wasn't meant to be here. He stood on his hind legs like a minotaur, but his height was easily a head or more above the princess herself.

The thing is, he looked so scared and confused at the time of his arrival. He just looked around as if trying to comprehend where he stood. There was something sad about this as I looked at him. The fear that filled my body seemed to die out. This creature wasn't like a manticore looking to eat a pony. The way he just stood there frozen, looking around. He was scared out of his mind.

We all kept our distance though. We had no idea if this was all just a ruse of some kind. Something to lure us in so it could snatch us up. I know now how silly that thought is, but at the time it seemed so very real. One moment we were all just living our lives, and then suddenly this creature was standing in the masses. The ponies barricaded themselves into their homes as soon as they all caught sight of him.

I’m ashamed to admit that I too was with them as well. I was just peeking out from my window as I held Dinky close. We all just watched him as he stood there motionless. Though it didn't take long for us to see the elements of harmony slowly approach the creature cautiously. Twilight was the one that spoke out to him at the time. Asking him who he was and what was he doing here.

His answer still chills my heart to this very day. In a voice filled with sadness and fear he simply answered.

“I don't know.”

Twilight and the other elements took pity on the creature and showed him to what I assumed would be the library. From there I heard talk around town that the creature had no memory of his past and in turn had lost his name. He took to calling himself Anonymous for some reason. Day by day ponies from around town speculated on what the creature was and what he was planning.

Small things started to pop out of the library every few days or so. Things like ‘human’ and ‘omnivore’ were some words that were spoken. Ponies started to get nervous when they found out that this creature ate meat, but Twilight assure everypony that the creature Anon finds the idea of eating sapient creature to be abhorrent. It helped, but ponies were still on edge.

After a few weeks passed, Twilight and her friends started to show him around town to meet the local ponies. Everypony kept their distance and even made sure their foals never got too close. Words like ‘monster’ and ‘beast’ were tossed around behind his back. I never spoke such words, but I always made sure to keep Dinky close in case something were to happen.

A month or so later, Anon started to integrate into our little town. Ponies slowly got use to his presence and didn't mind if their fillies and colts got near him. Though they may have accepted him, they only accepted him from afar. If he tried to talk to ponies, they would usually shy away from him. Some ponies would downright ignore him. Every time it happened, I saw the sadness in his face, but then he would just hold a smile for everypony else.

As far as I knew he was working over at Sweet Apple Acres at the time. Though he was still living with Twilight at the library. The princess not too long after came over to meet with the human. From talk around town, it was said that the human managed to impress the princess and even got a laugh from her. The princess declared that he was no danger to anypony and assured them that he had a friend in her as long as he lived.

That came as a shock to the town. but even with her recommendation the ponies still kept their distance from Anon. They always kept him at hoofs length and never allowed him closer. Because of this he had very few friends. I’m pretty sure his only friends were the elements of harmony. It was sad, seeing as he was nice to everypony, even the ones who were mean to him.

I was delivering the mail and Anon happened to answer the door once. I, of course, yelped from surprise but he didn't show much reaction as he greeted me. I quickly hoofed over the mail and bolted away. I can still remember the small frown on his face when I looked back. The next day I came back, he answered the door again. I’m proud to say that I didn't bolt away this time. I hoofed over the mail and gave a small nod as I walked away.

When I looked back, I could see a genuine smile coming from him. So it became a daily thing. I would give him the mail and take my leave. As the days went on, I slowly found myself less tense around him. He couldn't be bad if he was so nice, right? It was when I hoofed over his mail one day I decided to try and say something.

“Um, nice weather.” I said nonchalantly.

That seemed to surprise him as he gave a nod.

“It is isn't it.” He smiled at me as he said that.

We parted ways after that simple exchange, and it slowly grew from that day. Our little talks turned into conversations. He told me about some human things and I hung on every word. His world sounded like a sci fi novel. I told him about my life and he understood when I didn't go into detail about some rougher aspects. I’m probably being a foal for thinking I had anything to complain about.

Soon we got to a point where I was comfortable with him meeting my daughter, Dinky. Those two got along better than I could’ve ever imagined. He was so sweet as he played with her. She loved riding on his shoulders. It was funny because he had to hunch down a lot when she was on his shoulder in the house. After that day we became friends. I was his first friends outside of the elements of harmony and he was my only friend, period.

What happened a few more months passing caught everypony by surprise. Even myself. Twilight and Anon started dating. This shocked many and gained more than a few hateful glares and words about such union. Though they both ignored it. They seemed to enjoy each others company. What I found odd was that nopony in town had ever seen them get intimate. Not a single kiss nor long lasting hug. It almost seemed one sided.

As it turns out. It was. From talk around town, the relationship was just a means for Twilight to keeping a closer eye on him. I guess the princess said that she wanted Twilight to keep an eye on Anon and to make sure nothing happened to him. She somehow blew it out of proportion and took it too far. Anon was furious when he found out. Why wouldn't he be?

It was on that day that he left the library and came to the only pony he knew he could trust. That pony was me. When I opened the door that night and saw what stood before me, I couldn't help but feel my heart break. There standing with a single bag and tears flowing down his face was Anon. He was crying his eye out, telling me about what happened in a full stutter.

To this day I don't know what he said, but I took him in and gave him a place to stay. He has always been a great friend, so I didn't want to let him down. To be honest, I kinda felt happy to know that Anon was single again. I must be a terrible pony to think something like that. It’s just.. I have always kinda liked Anon. Ever since we started to get to know each other, I found myself enjoying his company. I liked the talks we had and how much he cared for Dinky.

Am I a foal to allow myself these feelings? I usually just keep to myself, but Anon makes me want to be out in the open and to do things. M-Most ponies ignore me, and even say terrible things when they think I can’t hear them. Anon is my only friend, and yet, I can't help but feel something when he is close to me. I want him to be close for as long as he can manage.

I guess I’m just a foal for thinking he would ever look at me like that. Why would he? My eyes are weird, I can't stand straight for very long without wobbling a bit. I constantly crash into things and fall down a lot. Why would anypony ever look my way? I guess I’ll be alone, but at least I have his friendship. As long as I have that, I think I’ll be happy.

Chapter One

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As my eyes slowly open to the light of a new day, the sight of my headrest and blankets are the two things I’m greeted to this morning. A small, tired sigh leaves me. This was a sight I had grown used to since I was young. I rub my eyes a bit to rid myself of my sleepiness, as I had a rather unexpected night. Anon just showing up at my doorstep in tears was not something I was expecting.

From what I could manage to get from him, it seems that he broke up with Twilight no more than a few hours before he came to my home. It was difficult to even get that much out of him, seeing as he was a total wreck. He was practically begging for me to let him stay for a few days. Of course, I wasn't going to turn him down in his time of need. He had become a great friend, and I felt honored that he chose to come to me first when he needed somepony most.

I feel so sorry for him. I still remember hearing him crying himself to sleep last night. It broke my heart to hear him. I can't even tell you how many times I wanted to just go into the guestroom, hold him tight, and tell him that everything would be alright. I restrained myself though, as I wasn’t sure if it was something I wanted to do as a friend or because of that small voice in the back of my head.

I shake these thoughts away, as it is too early for them anyway. I have to get ready and breakfast isn’t going to make itself. I slowly work my way out of bed, making sure my hind legs are planted firmly on the ground before dropping the rest of the way. So far this was a good day, seeing as I didn't fall down yet. I slowly walk over to my dresser and mirror. I take in my messy appearance before taking hold of my brush and cleaning up my mane a bit. With that morning ritual finished, I show myself out.

I take each step carefully as I head towards the stairs. Each step causes my body to shift awkwardly to one side. Because of this, I usually take the time to correct myself. I wobble a bit on my way to the stairs, but, for the most part, I have a good pace. As I make my way down stairs, taking each step slowly, I can't help but smile. It’s very rare that I get days like this, as I usually fall at least a few times.

I try to limit my flying to outdoors only, seeing as flying indoors is a bit more hazardous. While I still manage to snag a light post or two on my mail route, I tend to have more accidents indoors due to the small size. So I keep my hooves planted firmly on the ground while inside of any shop or home. I reach the bottom level in one piece. It’s definitely a good day today.

I glance over to the clock on the wall near the kitchen and see that it’s almost seven o’clock, plenty of time to work on breakfast. I walk into the kitchen and head over to the cabinets. I smile a bit as I pull out the batter needed for pancakes, gently setting it onto the counter. A large plastic mixing bowl and spoon soon join alongside it as I prepare everything that needs to be mixed.

I learned very early on that anything that can break, will break. So, I try to buy things that are sturdy. I throw everything together and start mixing it up. This was turning out to be a great day. I hadn't spilled the pancake mix nor had I suffered a single fall on my way to the kitchen. I haven't had a day like this in months. I can only hope that my little muffin and Anon are having the same day as I am.

With everything thoroughly mixed, I move a pan over to the stove and gently twist the knob some with my teeth before moving away. It is an older model, and the dial has a nasty tendency to stick at times. Once I get it into position, I use my hoof to twist it the rest of the way. The sound of a ‘click’ could be heard as the flame jumps out. I give a single nod at that as I dial in the correct heat. I was in such a good mood today that I couldn't help but hum to myself as I watch the flames dance.
I feel my ears swivel behind me as they catch the sound of somepony descending the stairs. I turn around and feel my day brighten even more.

“Morning, muffin.” I smile at my daughter.

“Morning, mom.” She says in a groggy tone, obviously tired.

I giggle some at her. “How’d you sleep?”

“Alright I guess. I’m pretty sure I heard some weird noises though.”

I feel my smile drop some. She must have heard Anon.

“Don't worry yourself, sweetheart. It was just Anon. He’s going to be staying with us for awhile.”

She perks up at that. “Really?!”

My smile returns at her enthusiasm. “He is.”

“Can he walk me to school today?” She asks excitedly.

I shake my head. “Maybe tomorrow, Dinky. Anon had a bit of a rough night.”

“Why? Is something wrong?” She asks, concerned.

Oh, my sweet little caring filly. I think proudly.

“He will be fine, Dinky. He just needs some rest.” I reassure her. I turn back and start to pour the mix into the hot pan. “How about you see if he is awake? I’m sure he must be hungry.”

Dinky smiles brightly, giving me a salute before she quickly takes off up the stairs. I’m proud that my little filly cares so much for others, not to mention she is very smart for a filly her age. I feel my smile drop again. I always wanted to send Dinky to that nice private school in Canterlot for unicorns. I-I just can't afford it right now. She is so smart and talented; I can't stand the thought of not giving her the best in life.

Right now I can barely even afford what we have. I’ve been working two shifts at the post office since she was born. I tried to look into getting a loan, but I didn't have any credit. I didn't even know what credit was till a few years ago. I want to give my baby the best, but I can't afford it right now. I can feel a few tears build up as I wipe them away. I’ll find a way. Dinky is still too young to go to that school anyways.

“I think he’s still sleeping.” I hear Dinky.

I jump slightly from surprise. I didn't even notice that she was there. I look back and see that she doesn't look too happy right now. I guess she really wanted to wake Anon. I glance over to the pan and then back to Dinky.

“You want to help mommy cook?”

That certainly gets her smiling again.

“Sure!” She says, ecstatic as she comes to my side.

“I know you like to use magic, but that doesn't mean you should be dependant on it. You never know what may happen in the future, and I wouldn't want to see you unable to do something because I didn't teach you something so simple.”

Dinky hung on every word I said. She was always a good foal. I never liked to talk bad about other fillies, but Dinky was leagues above the others. They tended to not listen to adults or were downright cruel. Dinky has always been a well-behaved filly.

“So what do I do?” She asks.

I lean my head to the pan.

“Well, you still aren't big enough to reach, so let me get you a chair.” I say as I grab a nearby chair and set it by the stove. “Hop on up.” She does so. “Now what I want you to do is clamp down on the rubber handle here.” I touch the long rubber hand on the pan. “Then do this.”

I grab the handle, and, with a quick upward flick of my neck, I see the pancake rise from the pan. While one eye is on the pancake, and the other on the pan, I make sure they are lined up as it comes back down and lands with a sizzle, signifying a job well done. I let go of the pan and look over to see Dinky clopping her hooves together.

“That was amazing!” She cheers.

I feel my smile grow wider as I nuzzle her gently.

“Your turn.” I say.

She gets a large smile as she slowly moves towards the pan. I make sure to keep a close eye as she clamps onto the pan tightly. I know the pan may be a little heavy for her, but I watch as she flicks her neck up quickly and the pancake hits the ceiling. We both look to the now stuck pancake as it just stays there, almost like one of those funny pictures you see in the paper.

I look over to Dinky as her eyes start to water and her lip quiver. I quickly nuzzle her.

“It’s alright, Dinky. You did great for a first time!” I try to bring up her spirits.

“Really?” She asks.

I nod. “Of course, you still need more practice. You know, I wasn't that great at it when I started either.” I reassure her.

“It ain't half bad.”

Dinky and I simultaneously give suppressed yelps in response to the new, more masculine voice, that came from behind us. As we both look up, we can see Anon standing there with a half-eaten pancake in hand. I look up and see that the pancake that was on the ceiling is gone. Did he reach up and pull it off? He quickly stuffed the rest of the pancake into his mouth and gave a nod.

“Is it good?” Dinky asks him.

He looks at her with a closed smile and gives her a thumbs up. A gesture that took us awhile to understand, but that simple show of approval made Dinky brighten up even more. So much so that she quickly looks to me with excitement.

“Can I make another?” she asks.

I rock my head back and forth in thought.

“I don't know...” I say as if thinking about it. I look and see her cute, pleading look. “Alright.” I relent.

She lets out a squeal of delight as I gently pour a smaller amount into the pan and let her practice. I look over to Anon and see that he is now seated at the table. His eyes were still red, but he has a genuine smile as he looks at Dinky. His eyes meet mine and I give him a thankful nod for his help; one he returns easily.

We both watch as Dinky kept practicing. Every so often, she would serve us either undercooked or burnt pancakes. Anon and I ate them without a single complaint, letting Dinky know that they were well loved. She was getting the hang of it the more she practiced, and I was sure that she would perfect it in no time at all. She has always been a fast learner.

I look over to the clock and see that it was about time for Dinky to head to school.

“Alright Dinky, time for school.” I announce.

She looks sad until her eyes look over at Anon.

“Hey Anon, do you want to walk me to school?” She importunes, with her puppy dog eyes thrown in.

He chuckles at her. “How can I say no to a face like that?”

Dinky quickly run up to her room to get packed; returning with her saddlebag ready for the day.

“Come on!” Dinky says as she speeds out the door.

Anon chuckles some more as he looks back to me.

“I’ll be back soon.”

I give a nod. “I’ll be here.”

He gives me a smile as he follows after Dinky. I make sure the kitchen is all cleaned up before I take a seat in the living room. I look over to the clock and see that I would need to show up at the post office in a few hours. That is good actually. I want to talk to Anon when he comes back. I want to know if he is alright after his falling-out with Twilight. I know that keeping his emotions all pent up won't be good for him, so maybe by just being there and listening I can get him to talk with me about it.

I just look to the door and silently wait for his return.

Chapter Two

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I’ve been sitting here waiting for Anon, and he still hasn't shown yet. I know the walk to school couldn't have taken this long. I feel my ears swivel a bit towards the door as I hear a bit of a commotion going on outside. It was probably those flower sisters again. I swear, I can't believe those three complain so much. I was going to ignore it and clean the house a bit while Anon was away, but I recognize a voice in all that noise. It was deeper and masculine. Was that Anon? I walk over to the door, turning a bit so my wing could grasp the knob. With practiced ease I hear the click and pull the door open.

I poke my head out and look around a bit to see if I could find that voice. Down the street, I see something that definitely makes my blood boil. Anon was standing in the middle of the market and a few of the elements of harmony were surrounding him. They were a little too far from me to hear, but from Anon’s expression, he wasn't very happy about what they were talking about.

I know it wasn't any of my business, but I couldn't just leave him alone like that. I quickly close my door behind me as I make my way over to him. The thought of tripping or crashing didn't even come to mind as I try to get there. Anon needed me right now and that’s all that matters.

“-old you it isn't any of your business.” I hear him say with irritation.

“Just tell us what in the hay is wrong with Twilight!” Rainbow Dash screams.

As I make my approach, I decide to get Anon’s attention.

“Is everything alright here?” I ask.

Anon looks down to me with a forced smile.

“Yeah, Derpy. Just talking about something.” He lets out a fake chuckle as he rubs his neck.

“Did Dinky make it to school alright?” I try to pull him away from the others.

He nods. “Yeah, she made it there just fine.”

I nod as well, taking my place by his side. I can see the elements are giving me mean looks. They probably didn't want me around to hear whatever they were talking about. Though it didn't seem to stop Rainbow Dash from speaking out as she looks back to Anon.

“I swear, if you hurt Twilight, I’ll mess you up!”

I feel my feathers ruffle as I take a step in front of Anon, forcing Rainbow Dash to take a step back. It felt as if my body was acting on its own, my wings spread open to make myself look bigger, my fur was standing on end as my eyes narrow at her. I could feel the muscles in my entire body tense as I stare her down. In only a few moments, I felt my eyes size her up.

While I knew she had an impressive amount of wing strength, I held over her the body of a well worked pegasus. What I lacked in flying, I made up for in body strength that could rival an earth pony. Carrying those large mail bags was something that came as second nature to me nowadays, but those bags made up more than double my weight. The tell-tale signs of a mailmare are endurance and strength. I have them both in abundance.

Time seemed to slow as we had our standoff. I never felt something so natural come over me than what was happening now. She is threatening my friend, and I wasn't going to let her get near him! We both locked eyes with each other, silently challenging somepony to make a move. That was, until Applejack grabbed ahold of Rainbow’s tail and dragged her back to their group.

“Now hold on one doggone minute!” She shouts. “We known Anon for a long time and he ain't been nothin’ but sweet and mindful of us! Now, I don't know what happened ‘tween the two, but I do know that he wouldn't go around hurtin’ Twilight.” She then looks to Anon. “Don't reckon I know why, but I can just feel somethin’ ain't right here, and it’s got nothin’ to do with Anon.”

Rarity gives a nod. “Anon has been a gentleman since he arrived, and I think it would be criminal to think he did something unbecoming. While I hate to admit it, Twilight does tend to get herself into situations like this.”

As I see everypony starting to calm down, I take my place by Anon’s side again.

Fluttershy steps next to Rainbow Dash and lays a wing onto her back. “I agree with Applejack and Rarity. We both know that Anon wouldn't hurt anypony. He is always helping us as much as he can, and while you can't see it now, I can tell that he is in a lot of pain.”

I look up to Anon as he holds his cold expression, I could see the pain locked behind his grim facade.

I look back to see that Rainbow has an ashamed look as she bites her lower lip. “Yeah, I guess you girls are right.” She looks to Anon again. “Sorry big guy, just, you know how I am.”

Anon nods. “I do. That is why you have no reason to be sorry.” He shakes his head some. “Honestly, girls, I think you need to talk to Twilight about it. It’s something she needs to share with you on her own.”

Applejack nods. “I can respect that. Sorry to bother you, Anon. We were just hoping to figure out what's been goin on.” Applejack then waves the others to follow. “Let’s try again, girls.”

I could still feel my nerves on edge as they slowly walk away. It isn't until there’s a good amount of distance between us that I afford myself some time to relax. I let out a silent thanks to Celestia that this didn't get physical. I look up to Anon and find that he is just looking to where the girls walked off to.

“You alright?” I ask gently.

He nods slowly. “Yeah.” A long sigh leaves him as he rubs his neck. “Just a lot to think about.”

I look to him then back to my home. “Come. I want to talk to you about something.”

He looks down to me with a raised brow.

“Uh, sure.”

I walk off to my home as Anon follows. He was kind enough to open the door for me as I walk inside, following right behind me as he closes the door. We both make our way to the couch, me taking a bit more time than him. As soon as I get onto the couch, I can see Anon is there waiting for me. His expression hard to read.

“So what did you want to talk about?” He asks in a neutral tone.

I poke the tips of my hooves together as I try to think of the right words.

“I just wanted to know what happened between you and Twilight.” I say honestly. I look up to see he has a rather sour look on his face. “I-I don't mean to pry. You don't have to tell me.” I knew that was stupid to ask. “Forget I ever asked.” I look away from him with some tears building.

“Derpy.” I look up to see his sour look has faded some. “I guess I owe you that much. You took me into your home without a single thought. I thank you for that.” He shakes his head some. “It’s just... It’s hard...”

“You know you can tell me anything. Right, Anon?” I gently lay my hoof over his hand.

He flips his hand over to take my hoof into his palm, giving me a gentle squeeze.

“Yeah, I know. I guess you can say that I’m still in a bit of shock over it all.” I can feel his hand shaking some. “I just can't believe it. I feel like I’m in a nightmare.”

I scoot a bit closer to him. “What happened?”

His eye start to gloss a bit as he looks off at a wall. I can see he is chewing the inside of his cheek.

“I-I thought she loved me.” He says with a choked sob. “The one time since coming here, I actually thought I had something normal.” Small trails of tears start to fall.

I’m not sure what to do, so I resort to what feels natural. I move closer to him and take him into an embrace. He buries his face into my chest as he lets loose. I can't help but feel a bit of enmity for Twilight build within me. To think she would hurt Anon this bad. I still wasn't even sure what had happened, but the only thing I could do was be here for Anon.

“No, shh, it’s alright.” I gently coo. “Don't worry. It’s going to be alright.” Sweet nothings. That’s all I could give him right now. Not a word I said could get to him, and yet, just by being there, I knew I was helping him in some small way.

“I should’ve know that a normal life for me wasn't possible.” I hear him sob. “I-I wish I had just died when I got here.”

I feel my fur stand on end as those words leave his mouth. I don't even notice as I lean back and slap him across the face. We just look at each other in shock as he holds a hand to his cheek.

“Don't you ever say that!” I feel tears flowing from my own eyes now. “Don't ever think that...” I bring my hooves to cover my face. “Y-You’re my friend a-and Dinky loves you.” I choke out. “I don't even want to think what our lives would be like without you...”

“Derpy, I’m sorry...” I hear him utter as something comes to rest on my shoulder.

I remove my hooves and see Anon’s hand there. I follow it up the length of his arm and see a small smile on his face.

“That means a lot to me, Derpy.” He says.

I wipe my tears away as I try to regain my composure.

“I’m sorry for slapping you.” I say, with a few hiccups.

He chuckles a little. “I think I deserved it. I didn't mean to say that. Just, emotional is all.”

I rest my hooves onto his hands. “Just promise me that, no matter what, you will come to me if you need help.”

I look into his eyes and see a note of surprise held in them. It soon fades as a genuine smile stretches across his mouth.

“I promise.”

I feel my heartache lessen at that. Anon has always kept his promises. I look over to the clock and see that I need to head to work soon. I let out a long sigh.

“I need to get to work. Can you pick Dinky up from school?”

He gives a nod. “I’ll pick her up after work.”

I give a thankful nod. I haven't picked Dinky up from school in a very long time. Again, my two shifts keep me very busy.

“I need to get ready.” I say.

“Same.” Anon agrees

We both get up and head off to get ready for the day. I head to my room to take a shower, and Anon takes the bathroom on the hall. I quickly get the shower ready as I carefully climb in. Once I make sure that my hooves were holding steady do I take a breather. The warm water showers over my body, clearing all the dirt from yesterday. I didn't get the time to wash up after Anon showed up at my door.

A long, tired sigh leaves me. My mind keeps playing over what Anon said. I knew that he and Twilight were getting close, but I didn't know that it had gotten to this point. Anon is so sweet. I feel confused as to why Twilight would hurt him. I think back to the elements, at least they weren't being so one sided. I knew that Anon would still have friends, and that meant a lot to me.

Another sigh leaves me as I feel the warm water slowly become cooler as I stand beneath it. I was clean enough for the work day. I pick up one of my towels and dry myself the best I could. I didn't need to be completely dry, thanks to the fact that I would be flying to work. I give myself a once over in the mirror before I enter the hallway.

The house was quiet. I guess Anon had already left for work. As I reach the front door, I give one last look inside before I lockup. Today was going to be a long day.

Chapter Three

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“We got a large shipment coming in today via pegasus. I want you back here before lunch so we can unpack it quickly. If you help me get it all organized, I’ll give you an extra hour lunch for helping. After that you can start getting those packages out.”

“Yes, Mr. Express.” I give my boss a single nod as I adjust my mailbag.

“Alright then. Do your rounds and get back here so we can prepare for those packages.”

I give one final nod as I take my leave. It wasn't very often for the post office to get a shipment by pegasus. Usually they send a regular earth pony for most shipments. Whatever they were bringing was probably a rush order. I usually find it rather fascinating what ponies will get delivered sometimes. Mostly it was Rarity that gotten a few odds and ends sent to her.. Random things like cloth or even perfume.

As I continue on my mailroute, I can't stop myself from wondering what could be arriving. I quickly deposit each ponies mail with a quickened pace. Mail work as a whole was rather easy since the recent invention of mailboxes. They were still new and most ponies didn't have them. Which usually leads to the old fashion system, knocking on the door and giving them their mail. If they don't answer, then I leave the mail in front of the door. Usually placing a rock on top of them so they don't fly away.

To be honest, I know many of the ponies were silently grateful for the boxes. It just meant another reason for them to not talk to me anymore. I know my daddy told me when I was a filly that I can't be friends with everypony, but I kinda hoped that with time that they would learn to accept me. I bite my cheek some to stop myself from feeling that pain. I just take in a long, deep breath in and slowly let it out.

It seems this world never changes for ponies like me. When I was young, I use to think that Equestria was a great place. A place where everypony was friendly. My time in Manehattan had set me straight though. I shiver some at that old thought. That was long ago, I don't need to think of the past anymore. I shake my head some to clear away those idle thoughts. I place another stack of mail into another mail box. Making double sure that not a single letter flew away.

This was already my fifth house for the day. I still had enough time to get a few more houses before I head back to the post office. My next stop was a house that I knew all too well, a mare that loved her gossip, only second to Rarity. I knew that she would want to talk a bit, as she usually does everytime I come and give her her mail.

I knock on her door and wait with a small stack in my teeth. The door comes flying open to reveal Berry Punch. Berry is what most ponies would call an alcoholic, but something she labels as a ‘social drinker’. She spends most of her time at the bar, and while I frown upon that for other reasons than her drinking. I keep my peace, at least she takes care of her daughter well.

Since she is so well known in the gossip area, she tends to catch wind of lots a different things before most ponies do.

“Ah, Derpy.” She says with a small smile. “Good to see you.”

I return a nod and look down to the stack in my mouth. She gets the point and gentle bites the other end and sets her mail onto a small counter by the door. I make sure not to move, as I know she has something she wants to say. She gives me a small grin as she looks around before pulling me close.

“You know that thing Twilight was going out with?” She asks.

I frown a bit at that. “Human, and his name is Anon.” I say with a little more bite than I intended.

She just chuckles at my hostility. “Well, I bet you’re going to love this. Now it is rather early on the details, but I heard from some mares that those two had a falling out.” I give a nod, already knowing that much. “From what has been whispered around town, Twilight is the one to blame for it.”

I raise a brow at that. “I already know that, Berry. Anon is living with me after all.”

Both her eyes widen from this small bit of juicy gossip. I scold myself on the inside for giving her even the slightest bit of information like that.

“Is he now?” She smiles at that. “So tell me. What’d Twilight do to him?”

I feel my frown deepen as I look to my hooves. “I don't know. He didn't really tell me anything, I just gave him a place to stay.”

She gives a small nod as the smile slowly fades. “Sorry to hear that. Thanks for listening, Derpy.”

I return the nod as she closes the door to her home. I give one long sigh, adjust my bag and get ready to finish off a few more houses just before I head back to the office.

I stood in the back of the post office at the loading area. This was where we send and receive packages. The few houses I stopped at had little to say to me about Anon. All they knew was that something happened and that Twilight was at fault. Something I already knew, but it showed just how fast news spreads in this town. I look up to the sky and see a pegasus crew of five flying towards us.

“They’re here, Mr. Express!” I call into the shop so my boss could know.

“Be right there!”

Soon the pegasi team lands before me. I recognize a few of them from the weather team over in Cloudsdale.

“Hey, Derpy.” Summer Breeze greets me.

I give a nod. “Hello.”

Before any pleasantries could be exchanged, my boss came out to sign some of the documents that they had brought with them. While he handles the paperwork, I’m already unloading everything they have brought. Most of the stuff is small boxes, while a few look twice as large as most ponies. With some help we easily manage to get everything inside.

“Derpy, can you catalogue this stuff while I finish up out here?” My boss asks.

I give a nod. “Sure.”

I head inside and start to catalogue everything by address. It seems that quite a few of these were heading to one place in particular. I could feel my blood chill a bit as I double check the address. These were heading to the library, while not an uncommon occurrence, I still felt a certain feeling well up inside of me at the thought of even seeing that mare. I shake myself clear of thoughts. I need to get this stuff over with.

“Thank you, Derpy.” My boss says with a tired smile. “You know, I couldn't do half of this stuff without you.”

“No worries, Mr. Express.”

He chuckles a little to himself. “Head on out to lunch, I’ll looked over the rest of these.”

I give him a nod as I take my leave. Mr. Express is a really great stallion. He’s been running this post office since the very beginning. He is one of the few ponies that treat me like a normal pony. Sadly, he is starting to get up there in the years and can't do much lifting anymore. We have only one other stallion that helps with package delivery, but most of the work is placed squarely on my shoulders. Maybe I can talk Mr. Express into hiring another pony to help around?

I was so lost in thought I didn't realise somepony was standing in front of me when I walked out the door. My face bumps into something as I fall onto my hindquarters. I feel myself go flush as I quickly stutter out a quick apology.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” I quickly look up and feel my breath hitch.

Standing there looking down to me with a smile is Anon. I watch as he crouches down some and offers me his hand. I feel my cheeks redden a little as I look to his hand. I place my hoof into it as he helps me back up. I quickly brush my fur down a bit to rid myself of some dirt.

“I’m sorry for bumping into you, Anon. I was just heading out to lunch and wasn't paying attention.”

I look up as he chuckles a bit to himself.

“You don't need to worry, Derpy.” His smile morphs to a grin. “I actually came by to see you. Want to head out for lunch together?”

I feel my cheeks redden as I nod hesitantly. “Sure, I guess we could.”

“Great! I’ve been trying to think of a way to thank you for bringing me into your home on such short notice. I think this is the least I can do.”

“You don't need to worry yourself over something like that, Anon. You’re a great friend and I know if Dinky found out you didn't have a place to stay, she would’ve asked me to bring you in anyways.” I say honestly.

His features soften a bit at the mention of my daughters name. “Yeah, that kid is something special.”

“I like to think I raised her alright on my own. Considering..” I feel my voice die down some at the end.

“Considering what?” He raises a brow at that.

I look to my hooves as I shift uneasily. “Well, It’s not very easy to take care of a foal on your own. Not to mention, well, most ponies think I’m not really stable enough to raise a foal.”

I look back up and see that Anon is now frowning.

“What ponies would think that? You’re not any different from them.” His voice was controlled, but I could hear some restraint.

I shift a bit more at his hardened gaze. “Ponies just think things. Mostly because of my eyes or the way I wobble a lot while walking.”

Anon just lets out a long sigh as he shakes his head. He looks down to me with a sad smile.

“I can understand that. Ponies still think I’m going to eat their foals at night as they sleep.” Anon gently places his hand onto my withers to comfort me. “For what it’s worth. I think you’ve done a fine job raising Dinky.”

I couldn't stop myself as I nuzzle his forearm a bit. I knew he had problems with ponies, even to this day. He never talks about it, so I never know how bad it gets for him. I’m just glad that we have some common ground, a place where we can console each other.

“Thank you.” I say as he removes his hand.

“So, how about lunch?” He asks again.

I nod with a large smile growing. “That sounds wonderful.”

Anon and I sat comfortably outside of a rather small eatery. It wasn't anything fancy, but it’s the talk of ponyville right now. The waiter leave us our menus as we take a few minutes to look through them.

“See anything you like?” Anon asks.

I feel my left eye wander the menu as the other simply looks to the sky.

“I think I’ll get the rose salad.” I say as I set my menu down.

Anon gives a nod as he waves the waiter over.

“What would you two be having this fine day?” The waiter asks in a prench accent.

“I’ll have the potato cuts.” Anon answers.

The waiter writes his order down and then looks to me.

“I’ll have the rose salad with vinaigrette.”

“Excellent choice.” The waiter says before he leave with our orders.

I look over to see Anon was looking off in the distance at something, the gentle smile he had before turns into a plot eating grin. I follow his line of sight and can't stop myself as my breath hitches at the site that’s before me. It’s Big Macintosh, and he is selling apples at his stall, per usual. It’s just, he is wearing socks! What would make him do something like that!?

“I never understood why ponies find socks erotic.” I jump slightly as Anon chuckles aloud. “I will admit, he looks adorable in those things!” He couldn't contain himself as he bursts into laughter.

His laughing draws the attention of everypony around as they follow his gaze and have little reactions of their own. Many of them show a bit of embarrassment, while other can't hide the blushes away. You could practically see the thoughts that flew through their minds.

“Why is he out in public like that?!” I ask in shock.

Anon pulls himself together as he rotates his shoulder some.

“Mac bet me that I couldn't pin him to the ground.” He chuckles a bit to himself. “About an hour later, well, I don't think I need to explain further.”

I feel my cheeks light up a bit as my mind starts to drift. The thought of a half naked Anon wrestling with a sweaty Macintosh was getting me a bit flustered. The two of them trying to overpower the other. Their muscles flexing as they continue to roll around in the dirt. But no matter how hard Big Mac may have tried, Anon still stood over him in victory.

I bring my hooves up to my face as I try to hide the redness. Quickly shaking away those thoughts, trying to center them on the topic at hoof. What most ponies forget at times is that I too am a mare. I like to look at stallions and imagine like any other mare. While I’m unsure if any mare thinks of Anon as just another stallion, even if they did, it’s probably fleeting thoughts at most.

The fact is that I shouldn't be thinking stuff like this while we were having a friendly meal. I remove my hooves and look back to Big Mac. I could see a line stretching around the block, most of the ponies in line being mares.

“Maybe he should make it a regular thing.” I turn back to face Anon at this suggestion. “Seems to be getting him some serious business.”

“Are you crazy!?” I shout. “One time is enough.”

He smiles at me and waves it off.

“Alright, alright. No need to get upset. It was a bet after all.”

Luckily the waiter was setting our food out as Anon and I ate silently. I couldn't help but glance over at Big Mac, then to Anon. My mind imagining things about their scuffle. I knew that Anon was strong, but to have become strong enough to pin Big Mac? Even that seemed too good to be true. As my eye looks over his body I can see some of the muscles he’s refined over the years. The shirt he is wearing left little to the imagination.

As I continue to look I can't help but feel my mind play out some fantasies. Replacing Big Mac with myself. Anon wrapping his arms around me as he flips me over, laying on top of me to keep me pinned to the ground. Totally at his mercy as I look up to his sweaty body. He could do anything to me while I’m pinned under him, and I would be powerless to stop him. I could feel a heat rising as I quickly shake my thoughts away. Anon is just a friend! I shouldn't be thinking about him in such a way!

“You alright?”

I look up to see Anon giving me a look of concern.

“Fine, just a little tired is all. Mail work can be rather tasking.”

It wasn't a complete lie. What I said was true, in a way.

“I bet. So anything going on around work?” He asks.

I poke my salad some, I wasn't hungry anymore after those graphic thoughts.

“Well, we had a large shipment come in. Once I get back I’m probably going to get them delivered.” He nods at that. “How about you? How are things going?”

He shrugs. “Work is hard. The fact I won the bet with Big Mac was a miracle.” He chuckles a bit.

“Hey, Anon!” We both look over to see Lyra approaching us. “What is this thing I keep hearing about Twilight?”

Anon’s smile disintegrates as he goes to a stoic expression.

“Things, Lyra. Things.”

Lyra slams her front hooves onto the table we’re seated at. Almost knocking our food off.

“You want me to rough her up a bit?” She asks.

Anon shakes his head. “No, Lyra.”

Lyra moves closer to Anon.

“You need anything, and I mean anything, you let me know.”

That feeling starts to bubble up as Lyras words enter my mind. My fur slowly starts to stand as my muscles start to flex. I don't know why, but my body is yelling at me to attack.

“Lyra, please.” Anon speaks with obvious restraint.

She lets out a sigh. “Alright, I’ll leave you alone. My offer still stands.”

As she walks away I feel my body start to relax.

“What was that all about?” I ask.

Anon shakes his head as his stoic expression turns to a frown.

“The inevitable.” He quickly gets up. “Sorry, Derpy. I need to head back to the farm.”

He throws a few bits onto the table and starts to walk off.

“Are you still going to pick up Dinky?” I ask.

He stops and turns to face me. His face looks calmer.

“Of course.”

As Anon walks off towards Sweet Apple acres, I feel myself watching him as he slowly disappears from sight. I look up to the sun and see that an hour has already passed. I let out a sigh as I get up from my seat slowly. I know that Mr. Express gave me an extra hour, but I think I’ll head back and help him out some more. I walk off towards the post office, but not before I give one more glance towards Sweet Apple acres. I hope things work out for everyone.

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I look to the small bag of lunch in my mouth as I walk towards the schoolyard. I knew that something slipped my mind this morning during all the excitement. I forgot to give Dinky her lunch for the day. Good thing Mr. Express gave me that extra time. It took a few minutes to return home, make something, then walk it all the way to the schoolyard. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. I should be arriving right as Ms. Cheerilee lets the foals out for lunch.

I hear the school bell go off in the distance. I pick up my pace slightly more, I wouldn't want my little muffin to starve. As I make my approach I see all the fillies and colts run out of the classroom in excitement. Each of them carrying their meals, either by mouth or magic. I stand by the sidelines and look around for any sign of Dinky. I see her exiting her class looking rather down.

I set her lunch on the ground.

“Dinky!” I call out.

She looks my way and brightens up considerably. She comes running over to me without pause.

“Mom! What are you doing here?” She asks excited.

“You forgot your lunch, Muffin.” I nuzzle her gently.

She blushes some. “Mom.” She groans playfully.

I giggle at her as she tries to pull away, but I sit on my rump and pull her close with my wings. She starts giggling as I nuzzle her more. I decide to let her go as she catches her breath. I then remember something important.

“I almost forgot to mention. Anon’s going to be picking you up from school today.” I tell her.

“Really?!” She says with a full blown smile.

I give a nod. “He is. So don't go anywhere till he comes by to pick you up.”

“Alright. Aren't you suppose to be at work?” Dinky asks.

I nuzzle her again. “I got a little extra time for lunch. So I made sure you got yours.”

I slowly start to stand back up, stumbling slightly as I try to center my hooves. I blush a bit at Dinky as I correct myself.

“I need to get back, Muffin. I’ll see you after work.” I tell her.

“Alright. Goodbye, mom.” The tone in her voice is a little down.

I nuzzle her once more. “Remember, wait for Anon.”

That seems to lift her spirits. “OK!”

I giggle again as I make my way back to the office. With that done I can now focus on all the work I have today.

“Mr. Express! What are you doing?!”

I quickly run to his side as I help support the large package on his back. When I came in a few moments ago I noticed him struggling to carry the thing.

“I’m perfectly fine, Derpy.” He says in labored breaths.

I scoff on the inside as I help him bring it to the wagon. As we set it down I notice that the entire wagon is almost filled!

“Mr. Express, what did I tell you about carrying packages!” I say with concern.

“I’m not an old stallion or a foal!” He yells in irritation.

“You know as well as I that you aren't supposed to be lifting packages anymore!” I let out a sigh. “The doctors said your back isn't as strong as it use to be.”’

Mr. Express rolls his eyes. “Doctors say lots of things. Barely any of it true.”

He has always been a stubborn pony. Without him though, Ponyville mail probably wouldn't exist.

“Still, you shouldn't be doing all this lifting. Where’s Speedy?” I ask.

“I sent him to Canterlot. We got an urgent message that he is taking care of.” Mr. Express tells me.

So without Speedy here. That just leave Mr. Express and I to deal with all this mail. Perhaps this would be the best time to ask.

“Mr. Express.” He looks up to me. “Have you ever thought about hiring more hooves?”

He raises a brow. “Why would I do that?”

I scuff my hoof on the ground a few times.

“Well, we’ve been getting a lot more business lately. Ponyville is starting to grow rather fast. Maybe having a few more ponies around here couldn't hurt?”

Mr. Express sits in thought, rubbing a hoof under his chin.

“Perhaps you’re right, Derpy. I guess we have been getting more customers lately. It seems as if we get ponies walking in every so often.” He gives a small thoughtful nod. “I’ll look in the books later and check the finances.” He then looks to the wagon. “Till then, lets get that wagon loaded and shipped off.”

He tries to get up but I quickly take a step in front of him.

“Oh, don't worry! I can handle the rest.” I say trying to get him to rest.

“No, no, no. I think I can manage a few more boxes.” He says as he walks over to a crate twice his size.

I just wince some as I watch him work the thing onto his back. The slow and restrained movements. I let out a sad sigh as I walk next to him. I press my back underneath the box as to help him lift it. I can already feel him about to protest but I beat him to the punch.

“It’ll go faster if I help.” I say.

I look over and see him give me a small nod. I shake my head again at how stubborn he can be at times. This isn't new at all. If anything this is a daily thing. I decide to focus on lifting a little more than he is, if only to spare him the extra load.

I flex my wings some as Mr. Express sits next to the wagon panting. It wasn't that heavy, but again, his doctors told him that he wasn't a young colt anymore.

“A-All, packed.” He says between breaths. He looks to me as he wipes the sweat from his brow. “Can you, deliver this?”

I give a nod. “Where to?”

He points his hoof towards the clipboard on the side of the wagon. I give a brief nod just before I walk over to see where this is all going. As I look to the sheet of parchment, I winch a little at the name I see. This is all meant for the library. That can only mean that this is an order from Twilight Sparkle. I feel my heart start to race a little as I think about that mare.

Never in my life have I wished for Speedy to be here right now. That would mean that I could go about sorting the mail or something else as he made the deliveries around town. It seems that this day is not my luckiest. I shake these feelings away. I’m a professional above all else. When I put on this uniform, I swore to deliver ponies mail. Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night!

These packages were no different. While I know it will be hard. In fact, i'm not too sure how I will deal with it. I just hope I can keep it together long enough to get the document signed and head on my way. I look over to Mr. Express.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” I tell him as I hitch myself to the wagon.

He gives me a wave as I start to pull the wagon along.

The post office isn't too far from the library. So I didn't need to pull the wagon that far. I park right out front and proceed to unhook myself. I look to the door and give myself a few moments to get myself together. Just gotta say calm and get the document signed. I walk up to the door with determination and quickly knock on it a few times.

The door opens widely, the sounds of light sobbing can be heard from inside. I look down slightly to see Spike standing there.

“Oh, Derpy!” He look behind me at the wagon. “Let me guess. More books?”

I nod as I reach my head to the small of my back and grasp the clipboard with my teeth, I swing it around to show him. He takes it into his claws and gives it a once over. He lets out a sigh.

“Can you help me bring these in?” Spike gives me a pleading look. “I think Twilight is a little, busy.”

“Sure.” I say as I nod my head over to the wagon.

He gives me a small smile as we walk over to the wagon. Spike climbs right in and grabs one of the many crates. For something so small, he could lift an impressive amount when he needs to. I follow his lead as I place a crate on my back and follow after him. He leads me inside and drops his crate in the center of the room. I feel my ears flick up towards Twilight’s room. A sound of sobbing can be heard as clear as day.

I don't linger as I follow Spike back out. I honestly don't know if I’m happy that I don't need to speak to Twilight or not. I do feel as if there is just something I need to get off my chest to her. I look to Spike unsure if I should pry. Maybe trying isn't so wrong.

“Is everypony alright in there?” I start gently.

Spike gives a hesitant nod. “Um, yeah. Everypony is fine.”

“Are you sure? I think I heard crying.” I try to push a little more.

Spike climbs back into the wagon and gets another crate. I can see him avoiding eye contact.

“Well..” He hesitates. “Just some stuff. Don't worry.” He says.

Seems he is tight lipped. Perhaps I can try and turn this in my favor somehow? I get another crate and follow him. As soon as we get into the library I decide to put my plan into action. I wobble a little more than usual and let the crate fall off me. A rather loud bang could be heard as it hits the ground. Spike looks to me with wide eyes.

“Are you alright?” He asks.

I act embarrassed as I rub my hoof on the back of my neck. “My bad.”

I feel my ears perk up when I notice that the sobbing is a little more quiet. This was my chance.

“You know Anon came to my place last night.” I say loud enough for Spike to hear, as well as Twilight if she is listening.

Spike freezes up as he looks to the ground some. The sound of sobbing instantly stops.

“He did?” He asks.

I nod. “He was a mess. Crying, didn't know what to do. I have no idea what set him off like that. He just asked to stay at my place for awhile.” I see Spike shift uncomfortably. “I thought he was living with Twilight?”

Spike gives a small frown. “He was.”

It seems that whatever Twilight did, Spike wasn't too happy with seeing Anon leave.

“There’s been talk around town. Something about a break up and Twilight being the issue.” I put a little more heat into my words than intended. “Um, I guess it really isn't any of my business, but Anon did come to me because of all this. What happened?” Perhaps beating around the bush isn't best.

That’s when I hear a door fly open. I look up to see Twilight standing there with tears in her eyes.

“What is it with ponies wanting to know about my business!”

I hold my ground as she descends her stairs and walks right up to me. She may think she is tough, being the best at magic. However, even magic has flaws. I could already feel my body flexing, ready for her to light her horn. It would only take one hit to her horn to stop her from casting. I grew up in the city, I knew how to fight all types of ponies. Spike however jumps in front of Twilight and stops her from getting too close.

“Twilight, snap out of it!” He yells in frustration.

Her eyes soften some as she looks down to Spike. I just hold my ground. My feathers ruffled and fur standing on edge. She looks back up to me with a certain apologetic look.

“I’m sorry, Derpy. I didn't mean to snap at you. It’s personal, alright.” She hangs her head in shame.

“It stopped being personal when Anon came to my home in the middle of the night a total wreck.” I shoot back.

She winces at that. “I’m sorry.” She says.

I need to calm down. I can't get in a fight while in uniform. Just calm down, no need to get angry. I can't lose this job. I take a few deep breaths and center myself. I look over to the table Spike sat the paperwork on.

“I need your signature, then I’ll be on my way.” I say mechanically.

She nods her head as she takes the clipboard and quickly signs it. I take it into my mouth and place it on my back. I watch as she lights her horn up and brings in all the crates at once. At least I didn't need to be here any longer. I quickly trot out and to the wagon. I start to process of hooking myself up to the thing. If I have to stay here any longer I knew I would regret it. I hear somepony approaching me as I finish the last hook.

I look over and see Twilight standing there.

“Can you do me a favor?” She asks.

“Maybe.” I say harshly.

She looks away. “Tell Anon how sorry I am. I didn't mean for this to happen.”

I give a dismissive nod as she returns to her library. I don't know if I should tell Anon that. If anything it just seems like Anon wants to forget about her. I let out a long sigh as I feel my body calm down. I really need to get control over these emotions. I can't afford to get into a fight while on the job. Not only that, I don't want to get hurt either. I never want Dinky to see her mother in such a state. I wince some at a few memories. I shake them away. I still have a job to do. The faster I work, the faster I can come home.

“We’re all done here.” Mr. Express says. “You can head on home.”

I give him a single nod. “Goodnight, Mr. Express.”

He returns the nod. “Goodnight, Derpy.”

I exit my workplace and walk down the road I have traveled more times than I can count. One hoof over the other and repeat. Making sure to take my steps carefully. I look up to the sky as the night starts to come. I wish I didn't have to work so late. I know Dinky doesn't complain, but I want to be there for her. I feel my thoughts die out as I remember Anon. At least he would be there for her today. She really adores him.

I return my focus to the road once again. I pick up the pace some as I head towards my home. I wouldn't want to keep them waiting.

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The trot home doesn't take long. As I make my approach I feel a small smile start to spread over my muzzle. The thought of seeing my daughter and Anon fills my heart with a certain feeling of content. However, as I walk through the door and into the living room. I feel my ears swivel towards a sound that makes my heart race. It sounds like Dinky is crying!

I quickly shut the door behind me as I make my way towards the source of her cries. I fly up the stairs not caring if I were to fall or not. I land gently in front of her door. I raise my hoof to push the door open but feel myself stop as I take notice of another voice. It’s a very kind and soothing voice.

“It’ll be alright, Dinky.” I hear Anon say. “Don't pay those kids any mind.”

I feel as if I want to enter, but another part of me holds my hooves in place. Something about this situation causes me pause. So I decide to hold my ground and listen carefully.

“B-But they said mean things about mom!” Dinky shouts as the sounds of her wails continue on.

I can feel my heart ache at her pain. I never want to see my baby cry.

“I know, I know.” Anon says. “Hey.” There’s a long pause in Dinky’s crying. “You and I both know that what they said isn't true. Your mother is smart, beautiful even. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently.”

I feel my cheeks redden some as I hear Anon say that. Does he really think i’m beautiful? My mind snaps out of it as I hear Dinky’s choked sobs.

“I-It just hurts. Mom deals with so much as it is.” Dinky says. “She deserves better.”

“You don't need to trouble yourself with thoughts like that, Dinky.” He says. “You just need to worry about kid stuff.”

I feel my ears perk up a bit at the extended silence.

“Will you stay? To help?” Dinky asks.

I hear a certain catch of breath from Anon. Why would Dinky ask something like that? She knows Anon has his own life.

“Dinky, you need to understand something. Your mother is a great mare. She took me in when I needed someone most. I won't ask her if I can stay here. I’ve already asked for too much as it is.”

“I’ll ask her then!” Dinky shouts.

“No you won't.” Anon says in a stern voice. “You and I both know that your mother wouldn't say no to you. She loves you too much and only wants what’s best for you.”

“B-But..”

“I’m sorry, Dinky. I don't want to cause your mother any trouble.” I hear Anon give a long sigh. “I better get dinner ready. Your mother will be back soon. Just, don’t take what those kids said seriously. As long as you know the truth, that’s all that matters.”

I take a few steps back as the door opens gently. Anon looks down as his face shows surprise at seeing me here. I smile nervously as I rub the back of my head. He gently closes the door behind him.

“How long where you standing there?” He asks.

“A While.” I answer not looking at him.

He chuckles nervously. “Kids. They always think some crazy stuff.”

I shift on my hooves nervously. I look back up to Anon as he faces away from me.

“Y-you know, I don-”

“Derpy.” He cuts me off. “I-I can't ask that of you. You already have to take care of Dinky.”

He tries to walk away but I feel my body move as I fly into the air and right in front of him. I can feel my anger build slightly inside of me. Ignoring me as if I were a filly!

“Where would you go?” I ask with a certain fire building inside of me.

“W-Well I’m not sure ye-”

The fire steadily rises inside of me as I fly a little closer to him. “We both know you don't have enough money to buy a home and there aren't any hotels around here.”

“Derpy, please. I’m not going to ask yo-”

“You’re right.” I say cutting him off. He looks at me with a raised brow. “You’re not going to ask, because it’s not even a question. If you feel bad about staying here, well, then you can help out by paying rent.”

I can see a defiant look in his eyes. As if he wants to protest, but he knows i'm right. Ponyville is still growing, and unlike the larger cities, Ponyville has no hotels or apartments. We were locked into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. As if the two of us were having an internal battle of sorts. Anon closes his eyes as he lets out a very long sigh. I land in front of him so I wouldn't start to lose control and sway into a wall.

“I’m not going to be a burden.” He looks back down to face me. “I intend to pay rent and whatever utilities I use.”

I give an internal sigh of relief at that. “Alright.” I look back to the stairs. “I better get dinner ready.”

I’m about to head on down but stop when I feel something rest on my withers.

“I really think you should talk to Dinky. She seems to have a bully problem. I can handle dinner.”

I give him a nod as I walk over to Dinky’s room. I feel that fire building inside of me again. The thought that my baby is being bullied sets my soul ablaze. I walk up to her door as I cast a brief glance to Anon as he descends the stairs. It’s nice to know that he is here to talk to her. If he wasn't here she would’ve been alone. I let out a sigh as I gently tap a hoof onto her door.

“Who is it?” I hear a downtrodden voice.

“Me, Dinky.”

“Come in.”

I watch as the handle of the door turns in the glow of Dinky’s magic. I push it open and see her face is buried in her pillow. I walk over to the side of her bed, she doesn't turn to acknowledge me. I rest my hoof on her back as she buries her head into her pillow harder.

“What’s the matter, muffin?”

“Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were making fun of you.” She says sadly into her pillow.

I feel my features soften some. I feel kinda glad they weren't directly making fun of her for anything. Yet, I still know how much it probably hurt her.

“You don't need to worry what other ponies think.” I say as I rub her back to comfort her.

She lifts her head up to face me, a few tears starting to build.

“T-They said horrible things. They said you were retarded.”

I wince slightly at that. I’ve heard that word more times than I can count.

“We both know that isn’t true, right?” She nods her head slowly. “Just ignore them. They’ll eventually stop.”

Dinky looks to me with slight anger. “But I don't want them to say things like that! Isn't there something I can do to make them stop?”

I feel my mind flashback to when I was a filly. Asking my father if there was anything I could do to make the bullies stop picking on me.

”Derpy, you can't make everyone your friend. That’s the sad truth in life. Sometimes ponies just don't care enough to walk in the shoes of another.” He smiles down sadly at me. “I think it’s time I taught you how to take care of yourself.”

I shake those memories away. That isn't what I want for Dinky. I will not teach her how to fight. If they were picking on her to the point where she was being physically harmed, that would be a different story. I won't teach her something like this because they are making fun of me. I’m use to it. I go back to facing her.

“Just tell Ms. Cheerilee.”

“She doesn't care.” Dinky mumbles. “She knows she can't do anything, so she doesn't even bother anymore.”

I let out a sigh. “Dinky, just ignore them. Whatever they say will never be true. Chances are they only bully others because they’re trying to ignore some kind of pain in their life. That doesn't make what they do right, but know that their lives are probably harder than they may make it appear to be.” I lean onto the bed so I can nuzzle her. “You are my smart and brilliant daughter. I know it’ll be hard, but I know you can do it.”

Dinky gives a slow nod. I feel myself smile as a thought of cheering her up comes to mind.

“You know, Anon said he would be staying here for awhile.” She seems to brighten up at that. I lean down so I’m face to face with her. “He might not be here for good, Dinky. You know Anon really likes you and he doesn't want to make you sad. You need to remember though that he does have his own life. Eventually he will have to leave.”

She looks sadden by this news. “Why can't he stay here forever?”

I give her a sad smile. “He probably has big plans. Maybe he‘ll go to Canterlot or Las Pegasus. I can't tell you when or why he will leave. I just want you to be prepared when he does.”

“Ok.” She says with her head hanging low.

I nuzzle her gently. “It doesn't mean he is leaving tomorrow or the next day. Come on, let’s go have dinner.”

That picks her spirit up a bit as she wipes her face from the tears and works her way out of bed. I walk behind her as we head down towards the stairs. My mind lingers on those words I said. It hurt me more than she will probably know. I would want nothing more than to keep Anon here with me. Yet, I know that isn't going to happen.

As Dinky and I walk down the stairs, I find my mind wandering more than usual. However, I make sure my steps are calculated and controlled. I wouldn't want to trip and fall on Dinky while we head down the stairs. Dinky is now starting to get bullied. I knew it was only a matter of time till it happened. She herself has no flaws, but I do. If only I wasn't the way I am.

I feel my eyes start to glisten some at that thought. My mind starts to settle as something catches my attention. Dinky and I are now on the ground floor, my muzzle in the air as I smell something rather pleasant. As Dinky and I enter into the kitchen, I feel my heart warm up as I spot Anon standing by the stove. Clearly he is hard at work making Dinky and I something.

Your mother is smart, beautiful even.

I feel my cheeks redden at that random thought. I gulp a little as I look Anon over as he concentrates at his task at hoof. My eye wanders his body some, a certain heat starting to fill my body. I freeze up as I see him turn around to face us. I quickly look away as he speaks.

“Took you two long enough.” He says with a chuckle.

“What are you making?” Dinky asks.

I look over to see Anon is facing Dinky. I let out a silent thanks to the princess. It seems he didn't notice.

“Just some grilled cheese. Nothing fancy.”

Dinky beams at that. “My favorite!”

“You two take your seats. It should be done in a few.”

We both give him a nod as we take our seats.

“I-I didn't know you could cook.” I say, trying to keep my eyes from wandering again.

“It’s grilled cheese.” Anon chuckles. “Anyone can do it.”

“Can I try?!” Dinky quickly jumps in.

“Ask your mother.” Anon replies.

Dinky looks to me with stars in her eyes. I shake my head some.

“Not tonight, Dinky. You need to head to bed soon.”

She looks a little sad as she gives me a small nod.

“Don’t worry, Dinky. There’ll be plenty of time in the future.” Anon comes in.

Anon quickly sets a plate down in front of Dinky and I. I lean my muzzle in and take in its scent. It definitely smells good. I look over and see Dinky is already eating with her magic. Anon sets his own plate down as he takes a seat. I try to focus on eating my meal, but I feel my one eye start to slowly look up towards Anon. He is looking at Dinky with a small smile.

I feel that heat start to build up again as I think about various things. Mostly how much of a good father he would be. I wince some as I stop chewing and look down to my plate. I need to stop these feelings. Anon will never stay with me. No pony has even given me a chance. Anon is no exception either. I feel my heart ache at that thought.

“Are you alright, Derpy?” I quickly look up to see Anon giving me a concerned look. “I didn't burn yours, did I?”

I regain my composure as I shake my head some.

“No, just something on my mind is all. You don't have to worry.”

It looks like he wants to say something, but he doesn't as he gives me a small nod and goes back to eating. I lift my hoof up some and clear the tears that were building in my eyes. I look over and see Dinky is finished eating. She uses her magic to place her plate into the sink.

“May I be excused?” She asks me.

I give a nod. “Get ready for bed, muffin. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“Ok.” She says as she walks away.

As soon as she leaves I feel something rest on my hoof. I flinch slightly as I look over to what it could be. I find Anon is resting his hand on my hoof as his look of concern is back.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” He looks past me for a second before he locks his eyes with mine. “Are you upset by what those kids said to Dinky?”

I can't look him in the eyes as I look down to my plate. I guess a lie is best.

“..Y-Yeah.”

“I know none of that stuff is true.” He says in a more upbeat attitude. “You’re amazing.”

I feel my eyes water some more. No pony other than my father has ever said something like that to me. I look up to see the genuine look on his face.

“Do you really mean that?”

“Of course.” He smiles at me. “I know,” His smile slips some. “I know ponies like to think the elements are the heroes around here.” His hand leaves my hoof as he rests in on my cheek. I feel him brush away the thin trail of tears rolling over my cheek. “But it’s ponies like you that are the real heros. Getting up everyday, working hard to take care of your daughter.”

He removes his hand from my cheek and lays it onto the table. I use my hooves to wipe my face again. I look to Anon with a smile.

“Thank you, Anon. That really means a lot to me.”

“No problem.” I notice that something seems to cross his mind. “Oh, before I forget.”

I watch as Anon reaches under the table for something. Soon his hand comes back out with a money sack in hand. He drops it onto the table.

“Rent.” He says simply.

I feel my eyes widen as I look to the table. I didn't even need to open the bag to know that this is a lot of bits.

“I-I can't accept that much.” I say.

I look over and find Anon isn't in his seat anymore. Something rests on my head as I look up to see Anon is standing next to me with a smile.

“I wasn’t giving you a choice.” Is all he says as he walks away.

I turn around in my seat and watch him as he ascends the stairs. I turn back around and look to the bag sitting there. I shakily move my hooves towards the bag. I push it over as a small pile of bits crash onto the table. I start to feel my eyes water again as I look to these bits. I’ll be able to pay the bills on time this month. I silently cry as I feel a certain weight lift off me.

Bills were always a monthly problem for me, but with these bits, I’ll be able to pay them off. I gather all the bits back into their sack as I take the bag into my mouth. I walk it over to a small cupboard and place it inside. I look over to the clock hanging on the wall and see it’s almost bedtime. As I walk towards the stairs I feel as if my mind is still in shock.

I need to find some way to repay Anon. He clearly is overpaying. I was only expecting a bit here and there. Never that much. I walk into Dinky’s room still in thought. I see she is already in bed waiting patiently. I clear my mind as I give her a smile. I walk over to her bedside and use my hooves to tuck in the sheats some. She gives a small yawn as I make sure she is all set.

I lean on the bed some as I give her a kiss on the forehead.

“Goodnight, muffin.”

“Goodnight, mom.”

As she closes her eyes I silently make my way out into the hallway. I look over to the guestroom door, it’s slightly open. I feel my nerves start up as I walk over and push the door open. I see Anon looking himself over in the mirror. He’s already dressed in pajamas. He looks over to me slightly startled.

“Oh, um, hey, Derpy.”

I feel my cheeks redden some. “I wanted to say thank you for the bits.”

“No problem.” He says in a calmer voice. “To be honest, I never had to pay for anything when I lived with....” His face flashes pain, but goes back to neutral. “I got bits to spare.”

“Still, it means a lot.” I say ignoring what he was going to say. “Goodnight, Anon.”

He gives me a brief smile. “Goodnight, Derpy.”

I leave him be as I close his door behind me. I finally feel the day catch up with me as my eyes start to fall heavily. I yawn a bit as I make my way towards my room. I open the door and quickly shut it behind me as I fly up and land onto my bed. I feel myself slowly drifting off, my mind only thinking about Dinky and Anon. Oh how I wish for this to never end.

Chapter Six

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I feel my muzzle twitch some in my sleep. I ignore it as I try and rest my mind so that I may fall back into a nice and deep sleep. Yet no matter how hard I try, I still feel my nose twitch at something. I raise my muzzle into the air as I draw in a deep breath. I smell something. My eyes slowly open as I look at my nightstand. Sitting beside me is a tray. I don’t remember putting that there yesterday.

I slowly sit up with my eyes never moving from the tray. I not only find myself surprised, but also confused. This tray has breakfast on it. A small glass of orange juice, a stack of pancakes and even a generous helping of syrup on top. As I swivel my ear towards my door, I can hear the sounds of a conversation happening. A few giggles as well.

I can only assume that Anon is making breakfast. I feel my cheeks redden some at the thought of Anon bringing this tray into my room. Him looking over my sleeping body as he thoughtfully left me something for when I woke up. I could feel a school filly like giggle wanting to escape from deep inside of me. I need to calm down, he made this breakfast, but Dinky is mostly likely the one who brought it in.

That makes sense. Anon wouldn’t want to intrude and make things awkward. Still, it’s rather nice to have breakfast in bed. I sit up properly and carefully pick up the tray and set it onto my lap. It’s been so long since I’ve been treated like this. The only memory of eating breakfast in bed was when I was sick as a filly and my dad had to take care of me.

I feel a small smile on my lips at those memories. I eat my food and enjoy everything about this. Even as I eat I can hear the giggling of my daughter and the masculine chuckle of Anon. I can also feel that pain in my heart. The worries I have and maybe even the small hopes I wish for. I need to focus, I don’t want to ruin this moment with thoughts like that.

I finish my meal rather quickly, as I want to start the day by seeing my daughter. I set the tray on my nightstand and carefully climb out of bed. I look over at the mirror and take in my messy appearance. Well, maybe a quick grooming wouldn’t hurt? After a few more minutes, I’ve gotten myself in proper order. I walk out of my room, down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I see both Anon and Dinky sitting at the table as they eat their meals. The two of them in a deep conversation.

“So I looked at Spike and said. “You gonna eat that?”.”

Dinky starts giggling again.

“W-What did Rarity say?” She asks.

“She was too shocked to even answer!”

They two of them start laughing again. My smile grows as my heart starts to burn as well.

“What’s so funny?” I ask.

Anon and Dinky both look over at me.

“Hey, Mom!” Dinky shouts. “Anon was telling me stories about some of the funny things Spike and him got into.”

“Is that so?” I raise an eyebrow as I look at Anon.

He nods. “Age appropriate, I can assure you.”

“That’s good to hear.” I walk into the kitchen and take a seat next to my daughter. “How’s your morning been?”

“Great! Anon helped me practice making pancakes.” She says with utter glee.

I look over at Anon as he nods at me.

“Yeah, she’s a fast learner. She’s the one that made your breakfast today.”

Really? I think back on how well made the pancakes where. Did she really learn how to make them that fast? I look at Dinky with a good amount of pride.

“That’s great!” I cheer. “I have to say that I enjoyed my meal, Muffin.”

Dinky is blushing now as she tries to hide behind her hooves.

“Anon helped a lot too.” Dinky says. “He mixed everything and did the pouring.”

“Don’t sell yourself too short.” Anon comes in as he looks at Derpy. “She didn’t even use her magic. I have to say that I’m impressed. Most unicorns rely on their magic too much.”

I nod at that. “I want my daughter to be well rounded in what she knows.”

Anon chuckles. “I understand that.” He looks at Dinky. “Never hurts to learn.”

Dinky still has a large blush on her face as she peeks past her hooves towards Anon.

“Anon still helped as well.” She repeats.

I look over at Anon. “Thank you,” I then look over at my daughter. “both of you.”

Anon stretches in place a bit. A few cracks and pops echoing in the kitchen. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him do this, but it does still make me cringe a little on the inside.

“It was nothing. I do have to admit that I’m happy it’s the weekend.” He says with a large smile.

I feel my brow raise as I look over to the calendar. Wait, is it already the weekend? My eyes widen some as I see that Anon is correct. I guess I’ve just been too preoccupied to really notice. With Anon and all this stuff that’s been going on, I guess it makes sense that something like the date would slip my mind.

“We should do something together!” Dinky shouts.

Anon looks over at me as I look at him. He just shrugs. I look over at Dinky.

“I guess we could. What do you have in mind?” I ask.

“How about a picnic?” Anon offers.

“That sounds great!” Dinky agrees.

I nod, it’s not a bad idea. I know that Dinky loves the park and the weather looks like it’s going to be clear for the entire week.

“I guess we can do that.” I look over at the clock. “I have to head to work real quick.” I look at Anon. “Can you help get things ready? Dinky should know where everything is.”

Anon nods. “Sounds easy.” His brow raises slightly. “Why are you heading to work though?”

“I have to deliver the mail. It’s not as demanding as the mail we get on the weekdays. So I should be done by lunch.”

I can see Anon giving me a look of some kind, a mix between understanding and sadness. I guess he didn’t know that I work six days a week.

“We’ll be ready when you get back.” Anon says.

I nod as I look over at my daughter and give her a nuzzle.

“I’ll be back, Muffin.”

“See you later, Mom.” I get up from my seat, but stop when I hear my daughter speak. “Can Anon and I walk around Ponyville when we’re done packing?”

“If that’s what he wants.” I say trying not to put Anon on the spot.

He waves it off. “It’s alright. We’ll have plenty of free time before you get off work. A nice walk sounds cool.”

I give a nod at that. “I’ll be back in no time.”

The both of them give me waves as I walk towards the front door. I want to hurry up so that I can spend some time with my daughter and Anon.

I enter into the post office ready to get this work day over with. Mr.Express is loading my mailbag up as I walk behind the counter.

“How much do we have today?” I ask.

“Thankfully not much. Yesterday's shipment was the biggest load we got. This should be all the mail we have that needs to get out today.”

I feel my brow raise. “Just that bag?”

He turn around and nods. “Speedy came back late yesterday. I think you deserve some time to yourself after all you did yesterday. I know you got a daughter to think about.”

“Thank you, Mr. Express.”

He waves it off. “Think nothing of it. Now hurry and get this mail delivered and spend time with your daughter.”

I don’t hesitate as I walk over to the bag and quickly slip the loop around my neck as I let it settle onto my withers. I’m glad this isn’t going to take very long.

I have a certain skip in my step as I walk from house to house delivering the mail. My heart is soaring at how well this day is going for me. All I need to do is deliver the mail in this one bag and then I can go home and spend some much needed time with my daughter. Not only that, but we’ll also be having a picnic with Anon. I open the mailbox in front of me and place the mail inside just before I close it and move on.

The next home in front of me is Berry Punch’s. I walk up to her door and knock on it. She answers the door and slightly flinches at the rays of light that enter her home. She looks hungover.

“You seem chipper.” She says in a groggy tone.

I nod. “Today’s a good day!”

I reach into my bag and get her mail. She tiredly take it from me and places it on the stand beside her door.

“So how’s the whole Anon thing going?” She asks.

I’m hesitant to tell her anything. “Just fine. Not much has happened lately.”

She nods. “Yeah, everything’s quiet around here. You’d think something big would happen or maybe more news would get around.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Berry. I just count it as a blessing.”

She rubs her head some. “I-I’ll see you later, Derpy. I’ve got a killer headache.”

“I understand. See you later, Berry.”

She closes her door and I get back to my route. Berry’s right. Things have calmed down. Maybe things are going to get better for Anon? It’s probably nice to not have to worry about any drama. I shake those thoughts away. I need to hurry up. It shouldn’t take long to finish the rest of this bag.

A large smile is plastered onto my face as the last letter of the day goes into the mailbox! Now all I need to do is get this bag back to the office, sign out for the day and then head back home. I trot happily towards the post office. Lucky for me, I can cut through the town square and make it there in no time. As I trot along I can see all the stores that are open and even Dinky walking with Anon... Wait..

I look over and feel my heart swell as I see the two of them walking around. I can see that they’re talking about something, but they’re too far away for me to hear, mostly due to all the chatter from the other ponies around me. I can see both of them laughing as they walk along. As I continue to watch them, I take notice of a group of mares that makes my feathers ruffle a bit.

I see the elements of harmony, minus Twilight, walking towards Anon. I can already feel my body moving forwards as I try and close the gap between me and my daughter. As I keep an eye on them with every step I make, I start to feel my nerves settle down. The looks they’re giving each other doesn’t really say that they’re angry, in fact, they all look sad.

My steps slow down more as I move into earshot of the elements and Anon. I can see that Anon has already caught sight of the mares, but he keeps on a fake smile for Dinky’s sake. They won’t even know I’m here. I just want to make sure that everything stays calm and civil. I can tell that the mares are fully intending to talk to Anon and he has the same look on his face as well.

He stops where he stands and crouches down to face my daughter.

“Dinky, stay behind me.” He tells her with a smile.

Dinky nods, looking unsure why Anon told her that. Anon stands back up and waits for the mares to approach. Soon the elements are standing before Anon. I can see them cast a glance towards Dinky and then back towards Anon. At the very least, I can tell that they’ll behave themselves around my daughter.

“Ladies.” Anon greets them.

“A-Anon.” Applejack speaks out.

No pony says anything as they have a standoff of sorts. Anon just stands there waiting, while the elements look at each other unsure. I can see as they elbow Rainbow Dash. For some reason or another, she doesn’t look as cocky and bold as she usually does. She takes a few steps towards Anon, while this action makes me nervous, I can tell from her stance that she isn’t going to be trouble.

She looks up at Anon. A bit of gloss in her eyes, something no pony has seen from her before.

“Anon.” She looks from him, to Dinky, then back to him. “We... Um.. We talk to Twilight.”

Anon’s face falls back to his emotionless mask.

“That’s nice. What did she say?” He asks.

The next few seconds take me by surprise. I see Rainbow Dash clench her eye shut and in a fraction of a second she flew up towards Anon and wrapped her hooves around him. A thin trail of tears running down her face.

“I’m so sorry, Big guy.” She tells him.

That’s all it took, the other girls joined in as well. I can tell that Dinky doesn’t know what’s going on, but she hugs Anon from behind as well. Maybe I should intervene some? I walk my way over to them as they continue to hug Anon.

“Um, I hope I’m not interrupting something.” I call out.

Dinky is the first to break away as she face me.

“Mom!”

Soon the other mares take notice as they let go of Anon and take a few steps away from him. I look up to see Anon is biting the inside of his cheek. A sign that he’s trying to suppress an emotion of some kind. Dinky comes running up to me and I gladly take her into an embrace with my wings.

“How are you, Muffin?”

“Fine. Anon and I were just walking around.”

I nod as I look up at the other mares. They’ve collected themselves and are now looking rather normal than compared to a few minutes ago. Rarity clears her throat some to catch everyone’s attention.

“Terribly rude of us to interupt your day, Anon. We hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive us.”

Anon nods. “Yeah, no problem.”

Applejack looks about unsure. “Yeah, we better head off. Things to do and what not.”

The others agree as they look at Anon once more, a flash of pain crossing their faces, just before they turn in the opposite direction and walk away. I look up at Anon and notice that his eyes are closed as he rubs his temples.

“Are you alright?” I ask.

“Yeah, just a sudden headache.” He opens his eyes and looks down at me. “How’s work going?”

I smile at that as I turn to the side to show him my bag.

“All done! I was just heading to the office to drop off my bag.”

I can see a look of relief cross his face. I guess he’s happy to have the topic changed.

“That’s good to hear. Do you mind if we join you on the walk back?”

I nod. “Sure, it shouldn’t take too long. Then we can get ready for the picnic.”

Dinky jumps for joy. “I can’t wait!”

Both Anon and I chuckle at that. I feel my heart start to warm as I turn and walk towards the office.

“Come along, let’s not put this off for longer than needed!”

The three of us make our way to the post office. That swell in my heart remains. Today is still a good day.

Cross my heart

by Sarcastic Brony

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six