Anon, I Need You To Fug My Sister


                                            >Be me, Anon.

                                            >Currently drinking a cold apple cider, while just staring out the window.

                                            >Not much else to do here in pastel pony land.

                                            >Alright, it's not so bad..

                                            >The views good at least...

                                            >......

                                            >..I also don't have to deal with Twilight's bullshit right now, and that's always a plus.

                                            >I've been here for like six months, and every damn day, I have to see this mare. True, she's letting me live with her, but that's besides the point.

                                            >She's fucking CRAZY. The bitch is absolutely unstable, and I seriously worry for her well being at times.

                                            >She's always telling me I can't leave the library unsupervised, and that I'll cause an incident or hurt somepony.

                                            >She's always watching me, too. She can't even leave me alone for five fucking minutes, even when I'm in the bathroom..

                                            >...

                                            >She's right behind me, isn't she?

                                            >"H-Hi A-Anon..!"

                                            >This bitch, I swear..

                                            "What is it, Twiggles? Wan't me to go to Hayburger with you again?"

                                            >"U-Uh.."

                                            *sigh* "What, ya want me to carry you or something?"

                                            >"YES, I-I mean NO! I w-want you to meet somepony today.. H-He's my b-brother.."

                                            >Oh no. There's two of them.

                                            "Uhm, you sure about this, Twi? I thought you said I couldn't be around other ponies due to how ugly I am, and that I'd probably offend them somehow?"

                                            >"...you're not ugly..."

                                            >Damnit, I hate it when she mumbles.

                                            "What?"

                                            >"I-I said it's true! You're r-really UGLY!

                                            "Well obviously, but that's besides the point right now. You really want me to meet your brother?"

                                            >"Y-Yes! You two c-could become good f-friends! B-But he also wanted t-to check up on me, so I don't r-really have a choice.."

                                            "Uh, okay I gue-"

                                            >"G-Great! He'll be here any m-minute now, so behave!"

                                            >She then practically sprinted away, slamming the door on her way out.

                                            >Well, that was a bit of a surprise.

                                            >..aaand my cider's cold. Perfect.

                                            >No point in staying up here anymore. I guess I'll go downstairs.