>>42553511
That is one cool Anon alicorn design. whoever made that is amazing!

I feel like Anonicorn would be initially optimistic about leading the country, if only slightly. He would probably try to treat everything as a strategy game only for opposing personalities, views, and politics both from outside, and inside the country to gradually wear him down.

>>42553531
To add to this I feel like his initial excitement about being in pony land would also fade as his responsibilities would continue to grow. He would probably start viewing his citizenry as an obligation to protect. Every orphan, or hungry pony in his domain would feel like a failure on his part.

>>42553511
Should've used the anonkirin pic.

>>42553693
i'll do it for #13, my bad!

>>42553511
How long has it been since the 1st anonstallion thread? Has it been a year yet?

>>42553807
The first one that started it all was >>41252565 on 22th of July 2024 but >>41584285 is the one with the first thread subject on 27th October 2024.
So a year or almost a year, time truly flies past us.

Idea for Anoncorn origin while keeping his mysterious origins and his ascent to an alicorn and setting up luna's eventual dislike

>found as a colt some time before luna's banishment
>brought into an orphanage
>showed great promise in magic and was taken in as celestia's student at puberty, what would have started her tradition of taking in students on the regular
>luna does not know of him since her falling out with her sister has already come to a point where they rarely speak
>during the actual lunar rebellion anon was already an adult and sent away for his safety
>celestia did not have much future plans for anon at this time, not like twiggles in canon
>certainly not expecting him to ascend to an alicorn

>after elements of harmony makes both princesses disappear equestria was in chaos
>anon became the defacto ruler honestly on accident because the currently nobles at the time thought he was celestia's consort or something
>anon tried to correct it but the responsibilities piled up before he could do anything
> the real point where he became an alicorn was when other hostile races tried to take advantage of equestria
>since anon still had some human bloodthirstiness in him, he fought back with everything celestia taught him
>along with some custom spells he made

>>42554022
Shut the fuck up. You're a cancer on this thread.

>>42554022
very nice, ignore the troll post.

>>42553511
>OP pic
I can't believe a gokutard ended in equestria...

"CADENCE!"
Anon bellowed using the full power of his royal Canterlot voice while he sat atop his onyx throne. Court had ended a mere hour prior, and while on most days that alone would fill the proclaimed patriarch of Ponykind with a sense of great relief. His majordomo had relayed slightly irksome news. His recent charge, Mi Amore Cadenza who had managed ascension well before she was supposed to if the show’s timeline could be believed, had managed to bump into an end table which in turn knocked a ceremonial to the ground, causing it to shatter into countless pieces. This wasn’t just any vase mind you, this vase was gifted by the former Griffonian Empire in recognition to their commitment of future peace with Equestria. A vase over five hundred years old, a vase that even today’s Republic of Griffonia ambassadors love to ogle whenever one is hosted at the royal palace. There is countless reconstruction, and repair spells that exist, Anonymous knowing several off the top of his hoof. Fixing the vase, or the possible political fallout if Griffonia discovered it destroyed isn’t the cause of his annoyance. No, what has the king slightly simmering is that fact that the vase was placed upon an end table inside of his public office. The office where Anon conducts most of his legislating, the office where esteemed dignitaries the world over are encouraged to speak plainly to the monarch, the office that when not in use the door is to remain secured with a guard posted in the event a lock is not sufficient.

The little pink ball of fur has been told on numerous occasions that she is not allowed entry let alone to run or play in said office, which in and of itself is astonishing when it is taken into consideration that she has been a ward of the king for less than a year up to this point. Why does she feel the need to constantly circumvent his majesty’s rules? He didn’t have the slightest clue, nor was he certain of how the fluffy menace kept entering places she was specifically told not to. Furthermore, every single time he would speak to her designated caretakers, guards, as well as his assigned majordomo, no pony had the slightest idea how she kept getting into these restricted areas. The tiny filly barley had control over her levitation, let alone any teleportation spells.

Part 1/?

>>42554111

So lost in his own musings, the king barely heard the audible throat clearing of his majordomo. Blinking himself back into reality, the king initially locked gazes with his faithful steward before his eyes swept the throne room. There. Partially obscured by a pillar near the entrance was a distinctly small pastel snout. Cadence had clearly heard the echo of her name bounce off the palace walls, that, or the palace staff who were more than likely deaf now had and once found was prompted towards the throne room. Cadence remained obscured behind the pillar, her little snoot aimed towards the ground, clearly sporting a deep-set frown. Even the guards which lined the throne room had difficulty holding their indifferent visage. King Anonymous Rex was known across the realm as a stern, but fair leader. Quick to temper, but eager for peace. Anon knew an act of even raising his voice could put his little ponies on edge. He had attempted to form a proper military unlike his predecessors, steel instruments of war, regimented training, and proper discipline… Alas, you can’t force the pony spirit into something it is not.

With a heavy sigh, Anon relaxed his posture. “Cadence, please stand before me.”

This caused the little filly to meekly peak from her blanket of marble, her eyes refused to meet her king, instead finding more interest in the pattern of the emerald colored rug which spanned from the throne to the entrance. “O-okay…” Cadence practically whispered as she placed one tentative hoof after another on the green rug, only stopping when she was within what she believed to be a respectable range of his majesty. Her eyes affixed to ground.

Technically still part 1 but I was over the threshold

>>42554123
Let me know what you guys think. If no one is really vibing with this sort of planned story, I don't see any sense in continuing it.

>>42554134
It's cringe

>>42554134
It's great, possibly put it on ponepaste so it can be archived and put for the next thread?

>>42554123
>>42554111
I like it so far, I'm interested to see where it goes.

>>42554153
>not bumping on reply
You couldn't be more obvious you're a troll.

>>42554123
I like it. The idea that when Anon took Cadance under his wing, he didn't just help her, but in a way she helped him.

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>>42554022
I don't dislike it, though I personally prefer the idea that Anon was dumped into the setting a bit after Luna and Celestia disappeared.
>Nightmare Moon happens
>Celestia banishes her sister, but also ends up banishing herself
>A century of strife as Equestria fractures and falls apart, beset both internally and externally on all sides.
>Cue Anon being dumped into the setting as an Earth Pony colt at exactly 100 years after the Princesses disappeared.
>Figures out the setting really quick, even if he's in some G rated grimdark AU apparently.
>something something started off a regular sarcastic asshole type anon, but quickly lost that because being a dick to a bunch of miserable ponies just trying to eek out their shitty existence is honestly just depressing.
>Grows up (again) among ponies, hears their sorrows and understands their problems.
>As a grown stallion, sees things only deteriorating further, with no end in sight.
>Eventually realizes if Celestia is really gone then nobody is going to save Equestria
>So he'll have to do it himself.
>Cue massive adventure where Anon explores the pony lands, fights off all manner of creatures, monsters, bandits, and corrupt leadership to slowly find the scattered elements and unite the tribes.
>Defeats multiple big bads through a mix of pure luck and human spite.
>It's an adventure that spans decades.
>Fully unites Ponykind and is ascended to Alicorn by Harmony, becoming King of all Ponies.
>Approximately 840 years later, canon begins.
>something something ended as a far wiser, better overall person.

Bonus points if he got Navi!Discord early to mid journey to both hamper and help him with advice as they slowly go from reluctant allies of convenience to actually friends by the time Anon ascends.
>Discord was mostly just bored because he couldn't entirely freed himself, and was attempting to get Anon to fully release him once he captured Cabterlot from whatever warlord/monster took over after Celestia disappeared.
>They end up being real friends despite it all, and Discord is secretly relieved beyond words to know Anon will still be around for hundreds of years.
>Though Discord will never admit it.

>>42554192
That's pretty much what I'm trying to go for. Anon became the reluctant monarch, and through centuries of politicking has grown numb to the whole pony experience. Cadence had managed to ascend into an alicorn at a much earlier age, possibly something to do with harmony needing to create balance again after two alicorns disappeared. I am also thinking of having Cadence possibly exist a century or so before she really should, causing anon to have to throw away the entire shows timeline which he was banking on to know of future events, though not sure if I should follow through with this becoming a complete AU.

>>42554237
More fucking crime slop.

>>42554237

>ConANon the barbarian pony
>gets bored of ruling because he can't punch shit anymore

>>42554293
It makes me think of the MLP TT rules I once looked through. A lot of it is more based on solving problems the way the show would, with elements as classes/abilities and not fighting anywhere near as much as normal TTs.
Makes me think Anon would walk out expecting to have to go kill giant monsters or some shit(something he absolutely isn't looking forward to. He's just an earth pony, he has hooves for fuck sake.) and ends up solving a surprisingly large amount of problems through basic human adult communications skills, or a clever idea or two.
To the point where he's actually caught off guard when he eventually died end up in a life or death battle with some big bad.
Maybe that's even how he earns recognition from Harmony itself, by showing he has qualities of every element throughout his adventure as he slowly becomes a better pony.

>>42554327
>when he eventually died end up in a life or death battle with some big bad.
*does end up in a life or death battle, not died kek

>>42554256
If you don't want to go full AU it could just be five or ten years before it was supposed to happened. Gives Anon and Cadance more time without a complete change. At most Cadance would be an adult when she babysit Twilight and her falling for Shining wouldn't be until later when he's the captain of the guard.

>>42554161
>not bumping on reply
That happens a lot lately.

>>42554237
I feel like that origin would only work if we absolutely never got to hear about the grand epic adventure that Anon went on to become an alicorn. Sort of like how Celestia’s origins are completely shrouded in mystery despite the fact that she’s right there and could tell ponies her whole life story if she wanted to.
>King Anon’s true origins are unknown to all but the most scholarly ponies, with most simply accepting the alicorn’s existence as a fact of life
>Scholarly ponies like Twilight are constantly chomping at the bit (horse pun) to hear straight from the horse’s mouth (lol) what early Equestria was really like
>”Your Highness, please! Imagine the sheer historical value of just a single story! You could fill entire books with tales of how you came to rule Equestria! Pleeeeeeease???”
“No.”
>”But why?!”
“ ‘Sfunny.”
>Twilight is adorable when she’s frustrated.

>>42554416
I love this. Anon has this massive, decades long epic adventure to basically save all of Ponykind and even the world from the brink of destruction, but you'll never actually hear the whole story. It leaves it open for anons to do whatever flashbacks or implied tidbits they want in their greens because it's just such a large block of unknown time.
The tidbits we get don't even have to be true, like sometimes anon just outright makes things up because it's funny to pull the rug out from under a pony after enthralling them with one of his crazy stories.
I like to imagine Twilight still reveres Anon despite having spent years with him and knowing the kind of goofy character he can be because she's been able to tease out enough details over the years to, if not actually get even a large chunk of his story, then enough little tidbits that are confirmed true to reaffirm her hero worship of her mentor.

>>42554111
>>42554123
I love the idea of Anon having to tutor and take care of little ponies. I'd definitely like to see more.

>>42554134
I'm invested in your story so far so please do continue

>>42554722
This could be funny or a total mess.

>>42554123
Anon’s gaze fell upon the frightened form of the mischievous filly who stood just below his seat of power. While his gaze remained neutral, he could feel his expression soften ever so slightly. What were his intentions calling a foal to stand before the throne? He had initially acted on impulse, all it took was a slight inconvenience to his day, and he felt his blood ready to boil over. A reaction he has become more accustomed to these past few years. For a while he had developed an outward façade of pure impartiality in all his dealings. However, in recent years every time he inwardly planned for an event he knew should be around the corner, or a pony who he knew should have been born into this world by this point. Fate, or perhaps Harmony itself, had, and will throw a curb ball, he can feel his poker face starting to chip, bit by bit.

Staring at the too young alicorn, Anon spoke in an even voice. “Cadence, please look at me.”

The filly while filled with apprehension, and the threat of consequences slowly lifted her head to meet Anon’s piercing eyes, although for only the briefest of a moment before she felt the need to avert her gaze. Her front hoof gingerly pawing at the rug.

Anon could see the telltale sign of tears welling in the corner of her eyes. Anon was hardly personable on a good day, nor had he ever proclaimed to be good with children. With that said, he still didn’t want to be the one responsible for lingering bad memories. “Cadence… I’m not going to give you a dressing down.”

Cadence seemed lost in thought for a second, her muzzle scrunching in apparent confusion. “A… What?” she had returned her gaze to Anon. Her foal-like sense of curiosity at least partially overwriting her sense of fear.

Anon allowed for a faint smile to take hold before elaborating. “It means I’m not mad at you. In fact, here-” Anon paused while he stood from the throne and gracefully walked up to his hope-to-be future co-ruler. Cadence was practically forced to stare upwards at the towering near demigod who effectively loomed over her. To her credit though, no further tears were formed. Anon, for his part, looked down at his charge with a sense of mirth. “-why don’t we continue this conversation in a more… agreeable space, hm?”

>>42555344
Mi Amore Cadenza, affectionately referred to as ‘Cadence’ by her at times overbearing mentor... and dad... had not been given what most ponies would refer to as a fair life. Orphaned at a terribly young age after the seventh consecutive Pony-Dragon war. Cadenza spent most of her infancy, and early childhood being sent all throughout the Kingdom’s No Foal Left Behind Organization which would continually rotate foals throughout registered foster families around the country. During this time, she had ‘created’ an imaginary friend. Somepony who would always be with her. She named her new friend who seemed just as lost, and confused as she was ‘Dissy’, and sometime after her sixth birthday she had wished upon a shooting star, which flashed brilliantly just outside her temporary bedroom window. She of course shared this wish with her only consistent companion in life as well. Cadence wanted to find a forever home.

>>42555347
Should have made that 'forever family' but I'm only working with half my brain cells thanks to Pabst

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>>42553387
>Could culminate in Luna desperate to make amends, she forces her way into his dreams only to discover he never wanted to rule in the first place
>Luna was expecting... more
>Especially from the dreams of a sovereign of a millenia
>But there's nothing here
>No grandiose palace
>No scheme
>The return of her sister showed her that in full
>And another millenia on the moon couldn't break the surface of her shame
>Hampered more by how closed off he's become
>They were rare, but a smile would find its way into his tired eyes
>Not anymore
>And she doesn't know what to do anymore
>She's tried everything she can think of
>Twilight and Cadence are the only ones who can get him to talk anymore
>And he barely says anything when he does
>So here she is
>But she's not even sure if this will work
>Because she doesn't know where to begin
>Anon is here, but he's not
>Gone is the towering monarch
>Now she's face to face with a young earth pony colt in an old cottage
>There's barely a second room, it's more like a closet
>She kneels beside him
>Outstretched before him is an unfamiliar game board that he's looking over before he seems to notice her
>"Oh, hey. I'd offer a game but..." he swallows a lump in his throat as he looks back at the board, "I don't remember how to play anymore"
>All that hate
>For nothing

>>42554134
I usually like my green text
>green
but this is interesting enough that, if that format doesn't work for you, I can still enjoy the read

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>>42555347
>after the seventh consecutive Pony-Dragon war
>when Anonicorn has to teach the new Dragon Lord the same one he's taught all the one's before

>>42555443
This could be fully fleshed out into a fantastic green of redemption!
>>42555455
That's kind of what I was going for. Without a sense of diplomacy all anon can really do is fall back on his conception of the military industrial complex, and endless war to promote its growth. Might be a part of the reason why things aren't going according to the shows timeline

>>42555466
Also to add on to that, while Anon mostly handles all engagements I love the idea he has been stuck in a loop of propping up the Equestrian economy via the military even though they hardly do anything.

>>42555446
I've never made a green or written a story before. So for me at least, trying to turn a story into a green text seemed challenging for my already challenged mind

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>>42484207
>"Come on, Anon, five more"
"You said that two "five more"s ago, Dash"
>Strain
>Pain
>Effort
>Exhaustion
>They wrack up and down your spine like a bolt of lightning
>It all crackles through your nervous system
>Then it's gone as soon as it appears
>Leaving you gasping for air
>What little you can take in
>The air's become so thick
>You could chew and spit it out
>Not your go to
>Usually you prefer your air thin
>Instead you're doing wing curls, your forelegs crossed in front of your barrel
>You're officially out of your cast
>No heavy flying
>But most other things are allowed
>Encouraged even, by your doctor
>Getting them active again will help ensure their strength
>Of course, Dash jumped at the opportunity
>Quite literally, she did a standing flip in the doctor's office
>You told her she didn't need to come
>She told you she knew
>Then she came anyway
>"And you keep giving me five more," Dash teases you, but you swear there's a spark like pride in her eyes, "you can stop giving me five more, when you stop giving me five more"
>Where did this even come from?
>You knew you were good at endurance flying
>It wasn't a goal
>Just a natural result of the life you'd chosen to live
>Unbounded by gravity's leash
>It was exhilarating
>And you weren't gonna stop if you didn't need to
>You just didn't expect it to translate into gym workouts
>Sweat coats your... well, coat
>Your sides are slick, and your brow is heavy
>What little sweat trickles down to your mouth you greedily lap up
>Even with Dash helpfully bringing you a spare water bottle you're still thirsty
>Probably because you already drained yours
>And hers
>How many curls have you done?
>"Another five! Come on!"
>That answers your question
>It's all just rhythmic motion now
>You're zoning out even as your body rises and lowers itself
>Another curl
>Another creak
>You're not sure where the creak is coming from
>The metal bar above you
>Your wings
>Your spine
>Who knows
>Who cares
>There's the ground
>It's surprisingly soft despite being hardwood
>"Dang, you were one off, you sure you can't manage it?"
>Your only response is a tired head roll to look at Dash through the corner of your eye
>She chuckles and nervously rubs the back of her neck as you gasp to fill your burning throat with air
>"Right, take five, I'm gonna get more water" Without another word, she disappears in a prismatic blur
>Some part of you tries, struggles, and fails to put you back on your hooves
>After, you simply roll over onto your back
>The cold wood feels good on your burning wings
>"Hit the sauna or take a warm shower" A random voice says beside you
"Meh?" Words fail you as your head lazily tilts towards the source
>A fiery orange mare looks down at you, a towel around her shoulders
>She seems just as sweaty as you, but she's handling it better

>>42555749
>"Newbies usually go for a cold shower after getting hot from a workout, but that can cramp up your wings bad. So hit the sauna or a warm shower, once your body temperatures back to normal then you can go cold"
>You nod absentmindedly, fully aware that the words are going in one ear and out the other
>Her face twists in a pitying smile
>"Mare, I remember what that felt like" Without a word she trots off
>When she's back you're not sure if seconds or minutes has passed
>She presses a cold water bottle to your face
>The small shock to your system gets some feeling back into your hooves
>Without another thought, you pop the cap and chug the water like it'll save your life
>By the time your done, you've drunk the bottle so dry that the plastic crumples inward
>With a sigh the world swims back into focus
>To the side you remember the mare still there
>She briefly looks between you and the bottle
>You nervously chuckle as you put the lid back on
"Sorry about that"
>The fiery pegasus chuckles and waves you off
>"Relax, I've still got half a dozen left"
>With a slight wobble you manage to stand to your hooves
"I thought you said to avoid cold water." You tuck the bottle under your wing. "Why the cold drink?"
>"No, no, no," she says with a knowing smile as she leads you through the gym, "it's a cold shower specifically, all that hitting your wings, and the nerves and muscles can seize up."
"That doesn't sound pleasant." Your wings ruffle beside you, as if in agreement
>"It's not. Speaking from experience" She takes a seat at a nearby bench and you join her as she wipes her brow with the towel and drains her own bottle
>For a while you and the stranger watch the others in the gym
>Not that there are many to begin with
>Other than you, Dash, and her, there's maybe three pegasi here
>And you're pretty sure one of them works here
>The other two meanwhile keep stealing glances at you
>You peer down at yourself
>Nothing's out of place save for some fur matted with sweat
>Then you sniff yourself
>Unsurprisingly you need a shower
>But that smell isn't exactly uncommon here
>So you're not really sure what keeps drawing their attention
>What really confuses you is that the new mare glances out of the corner of her eyes at you too
>You meet her gaze and she seems a bit surprised at being caught in the act
"Is there something on my face?"
>She seems to relax at your question and even chuckle as you pat your face
>Her chuckles then slow to suspicion and a mix of amusement
>"You..." She leaves the words unsaid as if figuring out how to form them "You don't know who I am, do you?"
>Shit
>Is this another mare from work you never bothered to learn about?
"Ummm, no offense, but, should I?" You offer an uneasy smile, hoping it'll offset any misgivings
>The mare's eyes widen as she throws her head back in a laugh
>"Oh wow, you really must be new here"
"I mean, I've only been here for a little over half a year"

>>42555751
>It still strikes you when you think of how much time passed you by without you noticing
>"Yeah, but, that's here in Ponyville, right? I've heard a little about you, you're that guy who nearly flew into the atmosphere right?"
>The ridiculous of the statement draws a tired laugh from your still aching chest as you nod
"Tried to, yeah"
>Both your chuckles wear off as she seems to relax
>"Still though, where did you live before here? Under a rock?"
>All this because you don't know who this mare is?
>Probably some famous athlete
>Do they have Pony Olympics here?
"I... don't like talking about it?"
>You hope that tried and true excuse will hold up
>Better to let ponies assume something bad so they don't look into your non-existent past
>She gives you the same understanding nod every other pony who's asked has given you
>"Hey Anon, sorry for the wait, the taps were broken. Who even keeps water in a vendi-"
>The water bottles fall from Dash's hooves as she hovers in front of you and the new mare
"Hey, Dash" You lean forward to pick one up and offer it to the mare as thanks for earlier
>She simply waves it off, a smile on her face and something you can't read in her eyes as she looks up at Dash
>She's hovering there with her jaw almost on the floor
"Oh, right, sorry." You should introduce them. "Dash, this is..." You indicate a hoof to the fiery mare and your brain runs a blank. "I never did get your name"
>The mare gives a curt but amused huff. "Spitfire."
"Spitfire, Dash. Dash, Spitfire." You indicate between the two as you make a start on the water bottle
>You're not dying like before, but your mouth and throat still feel hot and dry
>"W- w- we- we've met before... at the-"
>"Grand Galloping Gala, couldn't do much since we had to talk with all the ritzy noble guests"
"Oh, you two know each other? I thought I met all your friends already, Dash?" You scratch your head
>When she'd finally started pulling you out of your shell, Dash was insistent on having you meet as many ponies as possible
>It's like she was worried you were gonna disappear before she could introduce you
>But you're pretty sure you've met everyone she's on good terms with in Cloudsdale or Ponyville
>Maybe she's from out of town
"So, where you from Spitfire?"
>"Cloudsdale, but I travel a lot"
>Dash is still barely talking and Spitfire is barely able to talk through her apparent mirth
"What do you do for work?"
>Spitfire's mirth breaks into a full on laughter again as she turns to Rainbow Dash
>"He really doesn't know who I am, does he?"
>Dash's wings finally clip to her side as she moves closer to you, her wing between you and Spitfire, as if it would block her voice as she points a hoof to the mare
>"Anon, you dolt, that's Spitfire"
>You blink at her, and your brow furrows because that name does sound familiar
>"THE Spitfire" She urges
>You mull the name over in your head and she looks at you like you truly are hopeless then your eyes widen and mouth opens as it strikes you

>>42555754
"The Thunderbolt?"
>Dash's brief joy at your realization shatters as her wing and head droops
>"It's 'Wonderbolt', actually." Spitfire corrects as she offers a hoof. "Nice to meet you."
>You shake her hoof, though your grip is bit more flimsy from exhaustion
"Nice to meet you too. But what are you doing here? I'd have thought that you'd have some super elite exclusive gym with a personal chef"
>Spitfire continues to chuckle while Rainbow buries her face in a wing and groan
>You don't catch the entirety of it, but you're pretty sure Dash said "why are you like this?" at one point
>Spitfire nods slowly as she wistfully looks around the gym
>"I do, actually. But... I... this is my gym- not MINE mine, of course, but this is where I used to workout before I joined the 'bolts." A nostalgic smile, tinged with sadness tugs at her lips as her eyes trace every corner of the gym, as if seeing a memory in every inch. "Whenever I'm in town, and it's quiet, like now, or at the end of the day, I like to come in and do a session. For old times sake."
>You don't know why, but you find a smile of your own curling up your lips
>"Now, my turn for a question," she says to you, her smile turning more teasing, "what's with the high flying? It sort of spread like wildfire how high you got, especially since one of the Princesses saved you"
>Right, Luna
>Some part of you wonders if you should bring up your dreams with others
>But you don't want them thinking too hard about things you won't have the answers too
>So you keep it to yourself
"I... just like it, if I'm honest. As for Luna, I dunno, maybe she couldn't sleep that day and decided to visit Ponyville"
>Spitfire nods along with you, her eyes narrowing curiously at your answer to Luna
>But with nothing to refute you, she leaves it be
>Dash is practically vibrating next to you, but seems not to know what to say
>Right, she idolizes these ponies, doesn't she
"But, in all honesty, I wouldn't have gotten that high without Dash here." You try to keep your tone as casual as possible as you elbow her side
>Dash jolts at the contact, then realizes what you're doing
>Still curious, Spitfire looks between the two of you. "Really?"
You nod with a small shrug. "Yeah, I mean, don't get me wrong, she's not as good as me vertically-"
>Dash snorts. "You wish, dude, you got lucky."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Dash." You retort, never taking your eyes off Spitfire. "I used to just fly by myself, then me and Dash got into that contest and, well..." You leave the rest unsaid
>Spitfire picks up your meaning as she finally starts to regard Rainbow a little
>You could tell she saw Rainbow as just a fan
>She probably only put up with you because you were so clueless about who she was
>Your ignorance must have been a breath of fresh air for the apparent celebrity
"She's got me beat in about everything else," you start, "just, not in the only thing that matters." You finish with a smile

>>42555755
>"Hey!" Rainbow snaps at you, making you laugh
>Clearly having had enough she tackles you off the bench
>The two of you briefly go back and forth until you manage to break away with a flap of your wings
>You're slightly thrown off by the surge of exhaustive pain that shoots through a wing
>That coupled with an awkward attempt to correct so you don't collide with the ceiling or wall leaves you in an awkward landing
>One that would have been much more awkward had Dash not caught you
>The two of you chuckle briefly as you separate
>A new chuckle pulls your attention back to Spitfire
>"You two are cute together"
>You've seen every colour of the rainbow on Dash since you've gotten to know her
>But never that much red on her cheeks
>You're pretty sure you're only fairing better because of the redness from your exhaustion is covering the redness from Spitfire's words
>You will yourself to not let it creep down your neck
>"We- we're not-" Rainbow starts
"I'm- just the only one who can put up with her-"
>"More like I'm your only friend dude"
"My first maybe, but I'll be honest, Pinkie's growing on me, she's got cake"
>Spitfire's continued chuckles cut off Rainbow's words as she rounds on you
>Normally you'd brush it off as her being her usual self
>You back and forth
>She gets into it and gets miffed when you get under her fetlocks
>But some part of you wonders
>Did bringing up Pinkie actually bother her?
>Why?
>You hardly know the pink mare and she knows it
>"Well, you two have certainly made this workout more entertaining than most" Spitfire says as she slides off the bench
>She does some light stretches, and the tips of your ears gently flick at the sound of each click
>"But, I gotta go before this place swarms more than a changeling nest"
>There's that word again
>Changeling
>What the hell is that?
>They have nests, so are they bugs?
>As she begins to leave, she pauses, her head tilting back and forth, as if arguing with herself before turning back to the two of you
>"You two... keep up what you're doing, between atmospheric flight," she indicates a wing to you, "and rainbooms," she indicates to Dash, "well... the Wonderbolts do their own research"
>"You mean-!" You put a hoof across Dash's barrel before she can spring into Spitfire's personal space
>Dash quickly corrects and shoots you a mix between an annoyed and thankful look
>You're not sure how she can mix two completely different emotions into one look
>But she manages it
>It's a very uniquely 'Dash' trait
>Spitfire rolls her eyes slightly, but the soft smile on her muzzle doesn't fall
>"Yes, Dash, I do. Nice meeting you, Anon" She says with a nod as she heads off
"Don't keep too close an eye on me," you try to call after but your only answer is a door swinging shut, "god forbid you let me alone" you mutter the final bit
>Dash tilts her head, wide-eyed at you
>"Dude, seriously!? We might be getting scouted by the Wonderbolts and you say that!?"
>Now it's your turn to roll your eyes

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>>42555762
"Look, Dash, it's great that you want to join them, but I'm pretty sure I'd make like a vampire in the sun and burn up under a spotlight"
>"You only say that cause you've never been under it! It's great!" She exclaims, lightly flapping into the air before landing again
"If you say so, Dash." You try to end the topic there, but she seems adamant
>"Just you wait, Anon," she jabs you with a wingtip, "when we get letters from the Wonderbolts, you're gonna eat your words"
"Tell you what Dash, if I get a letter from the Wonderbolts I won't just eat my words, I'll eat the letter, and invite you to watch."
>This pulls a small snort into a laugh from Dash
>It's cute
>You physically hold back the urge to slap yourself as Spitfire's words briefly flit through your mind following that thought
>"You've got a deal" She says as she begins heading back towards the door with you
"We've just gotta be sure they're not scam letters." You mutter, recalling the weird attempt you got to call you to Canterlot
>"Scam letters?" Dash asks
"I'll tell you after the shower, Dash"
>You bump a hoof against her chest, stopping her in place
>Snapping to attention she looks around and her pupils shrink as she realizes she almost followed you into the stallion's changing room
>"Right! Meet you at Sugarcube Corner."
>Before you can get a word out she's gone in her trademark prismatic blur
>With a tired shake of your head you head into the room, where a nice, warm shower is calling your name

https://ponepaste.org/10481#4170
spent so much time discussing Anonicorn last thread that I couldn't post, it was great
also, thanks to the drawfag from last thread

>>42555767
>spent so much time discussing Anonicorn last thread that I couldn't post, it was great
kek I hear that. Anyway I really like your green and I feel the urge to reread it from the beginning. Thanks for the update!

>>42555767
>also, thanks to the drawfag from last thread
you're welcome dude, keep up the good work!

>>42555767
Awesome update to the green and it seems like Anon and Dash are going to go meet the princesses after he tells about the mail he thought was spam.

>>42555455
Dragons aren't very bright.

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some more anonkirin stuff

>>42556031
Great job Anon

>>42556031
Holy fuck that's adorable. I can already see anon going nirik when one of his plant based tendies falls to the floor after Rain Shine had just set his plate down

>>42556031
I like to imagine that due to kirins being accustomed to intense heat, adolescent foals are unable to produce such temperatures, so it is a parental instinct to lay on top of them during nap/sleep time.

>>42556216
>>42556312
thanks bros
>>42556330
there was a cute moment in the story where rain shine sleeps curled around anon protectively iirc, i wanted to depict that but shes long and i couldnt quite figure out the perspective of her neck so i just tucked anon under her arm.

>>42556031
Cute. And very smol.

>>42556494
Unlike unicorns, I think that kirins being born with softer, and more bulbous horns would lead to far more societal PSAs about watching where your horn is, and to always check your surroundings before walking.