Not-so Anonymously 2 (Patreon)

Not-so Anonymously 2 - or ‘Why is everyone calling me ANON?!’ (MLP FiM, SI - Not!Anon)

I reckon I forgot to mention this tidbit last time- I do have a job.

I worked as a waiter at Café Hay to be more specific. It is not much, but I wasn’t planning to become a millionaire overnight. The major selling point of that workplace was the overall calm compared to other businesses here in town.

I just served stuff around, stopped by to briefly chat with newcomers that were surprised to find the ‘one and only Anon’ or even people that had the decency to not be insane around me.

I will be quite frank here- Lyra being tame when she finally had her many ‘crazy outbursts’ dignified was something of a relief and a surprise. I think it was more of the fact she wanted her point proven right after years of being told by her girlfriend that she was a bit cuckoo.

So… yeah, Sweetie Drops (commonly known as Bon-Bon) was a bit of a grumpy lady whenever I was around- not because she disliked me or anything, but rather because of how Lyra just went rogue with her ‘I told you so’ speech.

Truth be told, Lyra is still deranged. Just not to the point where I was considering filing for a restraining order. I mean, she was a bit silly, but not to the point of me going nuclear on her butt just yet.

The same, however, didn’t extend to the ‘Harmony Clique’ that came to visit at the workplace.

“Hello, welcome to Café Hay, how may I serve you?”

“Anon-”

“John,” I corrected instinctively, feeling no reason to flinch at the deep frown delivered by the one and only student of Celestia, the Element of Magic- Twilight Sparkle.

Many would think I hold some animosity towards Twilight and… I actually don’t. But those tense skirmishes are always driven by her capacity to somewhat trip into misunderstandings.

While we were waiting for any of us to make the next move… one of the group leaned on the counter with some Bits.

“Jobro, can I get two Coffee Protein Bars?” A certain Pegasus asked, and I nodded at her.

“Sure thing, Rainbro.”

Rainbow Dash was Bro. Period. She was a bit of a butch bitch the first two days, then she asked about sports and… I learned how this world doesn’t have football or other sports like that since it was so ‘ancient’ in some aspects of sportsmanship.

So, I taught the girl football and- Bam! Now we have weekly Free Kicks sessions on the weekends. Kind of a way for her to de-stress while doing some exercises at the same time.

“Rainbow dear, I don’t think it’s the right time to ask for something to eat,” A certain posh Unicorn remarked and I nodded in her direction. “It’s been a while, John. I see you’re settling well in Ponyville.”

“Yup, and I am glad to see you are doing well yourself, Rares. How’s Sweetie? I didn’t hear much from her in regard to the bullies’ issue.”

Rarity, the Element of Generosity, allowed a tiny smile on her face. “She’s been happier as of recently. I think you told her to do something to solve this… without being too direct about it.”

I smiled proudly. “A lady should never tell her secrets.”

“But a sister will always be worried, regardless of her younger sibling being a lady or not.”

Fair, fair.

But before this could have gone any further, another voice spoke up.

“Look, Ah’m fine with the lil’ chatting but- Anon, didja make Pinkie cry?”

Applejack was, as one would expect from the Element of Honesty, seeking some truth out of the circumstance itself. Still, this blunt question shed some light on why they were all here and kind of cornering me with their presence there.

And I thought that it was odd how Pinkie Pie had… decided to ‘ghost’ me. I wouldn’t say she had been dodging her usual shit but she had been putting extra effort to hide away from me and use disguises to still keep a tab on me.

Like how she was currently sitting at the far left corner of the Café as I spoke with the rest of the Main 6. Did they even notice her? Because I doubted they did.

“I have not. But I had a bit of a lash out with her.”

“What about in the specific, John?” Rarity asked with a hint of surprise. “I mean, you don’t sound like a brute but-”

“She broke into my house through the tubes of the toilet.”

…

“Ah didn’t know that,” Applejack remarked quietly. “Wait, so when she said she had to pay you money, it was for-”

“To fix that mess. As it usually happens when she decides to take shoots at my house,” I interjected curtly. “It’s a recurring thing.”

The Earth Pony leaned back, silently nodding at that.

“Still, Pinkie is shut in her room and has been skipping work hours for a while.”

I frowned deeply at that. “She is not.”

Twilight huffed. “Anon-”

“John.”

“John,” She replied, more irritated. “She is really hurt of what you told her and-”

“She is not,” Fluttershy muttered quietly, but still loud enough to warrant everyone’s attention.

Now, Fluttershy is special. And I don’t mean big-tiddy kind of special. She was a big softie, but not an outright coward. At times like this, she could still call out some BS at the right time.

Still, she didn’t like the attention that came with the fact that she was matching Pinkie in terms of ‘who has the biggest cup among the Main 6?’ and was thus prone to appear ‘nervous’.

“I-I mean, she’s been sitting there for a while.”

They all turned and saw the girl, still donning the ‘incognito’ disguise she had been using for sometime now which was her with a gray coat, hat and a pair of fake mustaches, waving back at them.

“Pinkie?!”

It took her a moment to be there to apologize for what happened and… I decided to have a talk with her.

“You are mad at me.”

“I am mad at the fact you keep being so frustrating when you are smart enough to catch yourself when you feel you’re going too far with something,” I corrected flatly, giving her a stern look. “Pinkie, I really want to keep you as a friend but you keep on drilling at my patience, expecting me to endure it all like that. I know you care and you helped me know others in town, I will never stop being thankful for you about this but-”

“You need space,” She replied, sucking up a bit. “Sorry.”

“...Just don’t do it again. I can forgive you this once and that’s it.”

A happy smile, then a nod and… she asked me for some chocolate milk with honey. I sighed and provided the order. All in all, it could have been worse.

But I refrained from thinking much of that as to prevent any disaster as the day wasn’t over yet and… I ended up getting an early end to my usual shift. Neat.

What wasn’t neat was going back home, ready to play some games before getting back to business and… finding that someone was focusing really hard on the screen of my tv, playing with my games.

Lying on her belly, with just a black sleeveless shirt on and nothing to cover her lower body, Princess Luna was kicking her legs up while happily playing some Halo 2 levels. Clearly engrossed in the game, she seemed lost in her own world… until I sat beside her and slapped part of her round moonbutt.

She jumped a bit, eyes snapping at me before easing down and… blushing.

“S-Ser Anon.”

“It’s John, Lulu. And you still owe me that Xbox and Halo 3 game you ‘borrowed’ from me.”

“...Sorry.”

“You can’t even muster the right emotion for that, you friggin’ idiot,” I remarked softly, “So, what’s with the no-panties rule?”

“Never been a panties-wearer,” She replied distractedly, shifting her attention back to the screen as she admitted this as if it was nothing. “Tia says that it is unbecoming, but it would be unbecoming first to try and look under a lady’s skirt.”

I nodded in agreement. “So, this is not you just trying to bribe that case of theft with your lovely behind.”

Luna… paused the game, and gave me a very long look.

“Really? Do you really think we would do something like that?” She inquired curiously, sounding far from offended.

I tilted my head at that and… she huffed.

“Maybe. Is it working?”

“I will spank you first to test it out.”

Her ass clenched. “S-Spanking? Why would you do that?”

“Well, I am talking with a naughty filly, after all,” I hummed, while resting my palm on her nearest cheek, eliciting a shudder from the Princess as she dropped her joypad for a moment. “So, what will it be?”

“...” She looked surprised, flustered and… quite hopeful. “Spa- Not Spanking!”

I smirked a bit at that and… proceeded to lie beside her.

“Okay.”

…

“Y-You’re going to stop at that?”

“Yep.”

“Y-You… But you made us so- no! You know what, fine.”

I sighed, noticing the butthurt look. “Lulu, I am just teasing you. I will bang you if you want.”

…

“Really?” She asked quietly. “We-We are just asking but… why?”

“Why not?”

“Tia is-”

“Tia is not here and I am talking with Lulu.”

…

“John?”

“Yes, Lulu?”

“...You are a fiend.”

“And you are a degenerate, Lulu. Face it.”

She cracked a tiny grin, then we both spent the rest of the time together chatting about the game and I got a promise to get both console and Halo 3 back next time she visited.

Peace was soon back in Johnland… but that was before the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ nation ‘attacked’.

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AN

Next time, some super-fluff.