> Anon-A-Miss: Not What You Think I Am > by PrincessEnchanteDream > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Don't Judge An Account By It's Name > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a peaceful day at Canterlot High. Various students bustled around, going to and fro from their classes, and just about minding their own businesses. It was nearly lunch time, and a crowd of students had already gathered near the cafeteria. The bell soon rang and everyone rushed inside. Some went directly to the lunch line, while others saved a seat for their friends. Everything was normal as it could be. Until, a message pinged on everyone's phones that sent the entire cafeteria into a frenzy. Anon-A-Miss says hello, it read. Needless to say, every single eye present turned to one Sunset Shimmer. She stopped tapping on her phone and sweat dropped nervously. "It's not me," Sunset cried out hastily. "I swear, it's not me." Her friends nodded in understanding and put an arm around her encouragingly. Everyone then turned to the obvious trio, who flinched at their glares. "It's not us either," squeaked out Sweetie Belle. Some students still gave them and Sunset wary looks, but then turned to their phones to find out more about this 'Anon-A-Miss'. Many expected it to be a repeat of the Christmas Holidays, but imagine their surprise when the account seemed pretty normal, not like the one forged to be Sunset's. Yet, no name and no clue. Nothing harmful against any student either, Just a simple smiley face emoji. The Wondercolts were more than puzzled. Who? What? Why? All their questions were unanswered. Three days later, it finally happened. What everyone was dreading. Anon-A-Miss's first blog post. No-one dared to see what it was. Rainbow Dash, ignoring her friends' pleas, pulled out her phone and opened her MyStable account, intent on finding out who this so-called Anon-A-Miss was and what she wanted. She just stared and stared at the screen. "Oh dear," Fluttershy murmured. "Is it really that bad?" Rainbow Dash shook her head. "Guys, you have to take a look at this!" She looked around the students gathered around, all listening to know who was the target. Her eyes fell on one person in particular. "Turnip Bell," Rainbow waved at him. "Look at it quick. It's about you, Turnip!" He just whimpered and ducked behind Bulk Biceps to hide. Rainbow rolled her eyes. A few students were looking quite relieved, knowing it wasn't about them. However, they were all to curious to what it could be about Turnip. The boy in question simply hid his face, preparing in advance for the humiliation to come. Except there wasn't any. Not at all. The blog had a picture of Turnip in one of the classrooms, sitting down and holding a photo in his hands. It was pretty clear from the picture that he was obviously crying. The caption read- "Everyone, please show some of your love to Turnip Bell. His grandfather passed away yesterday and he misses him a lot. Thanks!" The crowd's reaction was explosive. Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy were the first ones to rush up to Turnip and give him a hug. Others followed, deeply grateful that it wasn't anything embarrassing but something nice for someone. "Thank you, Anon-A-Miss," Turnip whispered, through his tears. From behind a wall, in the shadows, she allowed herself to smile. Five days later, another blog was made. This time the students were not so panicked, knowing it might not be harmful, but they couldn't brush away the silver of doubt in their minds. Everyone opened up their MyStable account to see who was it today. Octavia Melody. Nothing private or embarrassing related to her, although the photo said otherwise. The caption, however, quickly changed their views. Beneath the photo of Octavia sitting down with her head bowed, it read- "Octavia Melody here has misplaced her violin by accident. Can you help her, please?" It was found and returned to her in less than fifteen minutes. Another example of how smoothly things can be done when everyone works together. However, Anon-A-Miss was still a very sensitive topic for some students and they found it hard to believe that she could change so easily. There was no definite proof that Sunset Shimmer or the Canterlot Movie Club were operating it, but for all they knew, he/she could be just buttering up to them and would turn against their backs in a flash. The next blog post proved them wrong. Oh boy, oh boy. Out of all the posts so far, this was an extreme shocker. Who should it be, none other than the Dazzlings. Yep, you heard it right. Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk, with joyful smiles on their faces and their arms full with puppies and kittens, without any hint of malice. The picture was definitely genuine, after all there is no app that can photoshop so realistically. With permission from Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna, the students had the picture blown up, framed and hanged on the wall of achievers. An achievement indeed. "Say Twi," Lily Blossom began nonchalantly. "What exactly was this 'Anon-A-Miss' thing that freaked out everyone? She's seems nice to me." Sci-Twi winced. "Oh.....actually you see.....when she first appeared, she posted humiliating secrets about everyone. We all believed her to be Sunset, but it was the Canterlot Movie Club instead of Sunny. People don't really trust her to be changed......but well, we'll just have to wait and see." "Truth to be told, I don't really trust her," added Sunset. Pinkie Pie pitched in. "A BIG MEANIE PANTS SHE WAS." "But when you could use it to do good, then why would you use it in a negative way," asked Lily. Applejack shrugged. "I reckon they get some sick pleasure outta it. Sure ahm glad she's not our sisters or Sunset." "The Christmas holidays were simply ruined, darling," cried Rarity. "Oh, I couldn't show my face for weeks!" Lily's eyes widened. "Yikes." Rainbow kicked up her feet on the table, and then quickly removed them when Rarity glared at her. "Geez, some people. Dont'cha worry Lily, hopefully this Anon-A-Miss won't be posting any nasty stuff." A hooded figure made her way back to her place, kicking pebbles as she walked. What a week. Yet, everything had gone according to plan. For a moment, she had doubted it might not work, but surprisingly it did. CHS was not at all prepared for what was to come. Honestly, she'd heard a lot about the whole Anon-A-Miss incident. Making her account was easy, and the reactions from the students were totally worth it. Sometimes, it's nice to do things for others, even if you're not getting anything out of it. And, for now she was content with helping others. From her experience here so far, everyone was pretty cool and nice to her. So she hadn't really posted anything mean or humiliating about anyone. Yet.