SAAiE: Day Thirty Four: CGBonding

DAY THIRTY-FOUR: COMPLETE GROUP BONDING

(Two days until party)

 

7:26 AM

        Ever get that feeling that you’re being watched? I most certainly have that feeling right now. It’s very unsettling, almost as if opening my eyes will cause me to stare at death itself…ugh…F@#K IT! I open my eye to find Pinkie Pie who’s standing on top of the bed, hovering over me…Okay then.

Pinkie: ANON! You’re awake!

Myself: *tired groan* Hey Pinkie…How long have you been waiting?

PP: About twenty minutes, but that’s okay, because you’re awake!

Pinkie Pie clears her throat a bit and out of nowhere, begins singing.

 

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(Time signature: 4/4. Key: B major. Tempo: 140.)

 

Pinkie: SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,-

(Holy s%&t there’s actually music!)

get---up---An---on---face---the---day.---The---sun---is---up---so---we---can---play.-------

Get-on---you’re-feet,--wash-up-and--eat.---This---day-that---we’ll---have---can---not---be---beat.-

There’s---so-much--iiin-this--town-to--dooo,-and—so-much---iiin-this---town---to---see.-

The—thought---a---lone---fills---me---with---so---much---gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.---

(She’s so close to my face right now our noses almost start rubbing.)

It’s---you---and---A---J.---Rain---bow---Dash,------Flu---tter---shy---and---Rar---i---ty,------

Twi---light---Spar---kle,---EVEN---SPIKE,---and---your---best---friend---Pin---kie.

 

LAST NOTE

 

        Pinkie gives off a massive grin before finally hopping off to the right side of the bed, so I can get up.

Myself: Wh-where was that music coming from?

Pinkie: I didn’t hear any music. You must be ‘curazy’ or something.

Awkward silence.

PP: Pfff hahahahaha! I’m just joking with ya!

Pinkie points to the left side of the bed. I turn my head and look down, only to see a record player that was being operated by my roommate Veronica.

M: [Condescendingly] Veronicaaa.

She’s sporting a massive poop-eating grin right now.

PP: You should’ve seen your face!

I give a sarcastic “hahaha” to Pinkie.

M: Enough horseplay.

I get out of bed.

M: I’m going to get ready.

Pinkie stops me from leaving just yet.

PP: Wait, wait, wait, wait…CHECK THIS OUT!

Pinkie hops to the left revealing a guitar case that’s on the wall.

M: Holy cow. You got a guitar for me to borrow!?

PP: Nope, just the case.

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PP: I’m joking, Anon. You really need to lighten up a little. ‘Meadow Song’ let me borrow it, but he told me to tell you that you’d be cruising for a bruising if you so much as scratch his guitar.

M: Thanks Pinkie, you’re incredible.

I shouldn’t be using my left arm, but I’d only need it for finger movement, so it shouldn’t be a problem.

        I grab my shindig attire and head off to the bathroom. After ‘powdering my nose’, taking a bath, cleaning the grime out of my teeth (an entire month and I still haven’t invested in a toothbrush), and finally changing into my other clothing, I’m ready to leave. I wish I had my casual attire, but that stuff’s damaged beyond repair. I head downstairs where Flutters and Pinkie are waiting. I slow my sprint significantly though when I realize the ground is covered with animals that are eating breakfast. I sort of forgot about them, because by this time I’d be outside pumping it up with Doc.

Myself: Sorry for the hold up. Let’s go guys.

I head to the door carefully avoiding the rabbits and squirrels, only to be stopped by Fluttershy.

Fluttershy: Not quite yet Anon. You haven’t had breakfast.

M: But-

FS: It’s the most important meal of the day. You need your energy and I’m not taking no for an answer.

M:...Yes Fluttershy.

        I head to the kitchen and Fluttershy gets ready to make me a meal. It’s been forever since she’s done this.

FS: What do you want Anon?

M: Anything’s fine.

Pinkie: Can I have crepes?

FS: Sure thing Pinkie. Would you like crepes too Anon, or maybe just some asparagus and beats?

I smirk at her obviously sarcastic statement, only for her to smiles back. I didn’t think she was aware I had preferences.

M: Crepes will be fine.

        After a delicious and nutritious breakfast of crepes, lentils, and lemonade, we head out into Ponyville to get the others. We walk to Sweet Apple Acres and get Applejack, we skip along to Rainbow Dash’s house to pick her up, we get Rarity at the boutique who brings a very large loaded picnic basket with her, I of course carry it, and finally we get Twilight and Spike at the library. (It’s nice that Spike gets included. That rarely happens.) Twilight has her satchels with her. With the whole gang together, we depart into Ponyville Park.

        The moment we arrive in the park, Pinkie runs over to a tree and pulls a ball out of its hollow with her hooves.

Pinkie: ANON CATCH!

Pinkie shoot’s the ball at me. I’m caught off guard, but manage to bounce it off of my palm to AJ. She bounces it away with her tail to Twilight, and before I know it, everyone except Rarity are volleying the ball to each other. Rarity magically takes the basket from me to set up a blanket. She joins us immediately after wards.

        Pinkie’s doing one heck of a job volleying with her nose. She even charges for a long shot that was clearly intended for Twilight. Bet she can’t reach the sky though. When the ball reaches me, I begin to volley it in place with the back of my hand-

Myself: Fluttershy!

-before letting it drop and kicking it into the sky.

Surprised, Fluttershy hesitates, but quickly flies to the air to reach the ball. The ball rockets into the clouds before she finally reaches it and smacks it far off into the distance. AJ and Pinkie race to get to the ball first, (Rarity doesn’t go after it, she’ll get all sweaty if she runs too much) but to my surprise, Rainbow uses her wings to rocket forward and get to the ball first (she could be faster though). I yell to her in the distance.

Myself: RAINBOW! YOU’RE USING YOUR WINGS!

I charge over and glomp her in celebration.

Dash: I still need time, but I’m doing a lot better.

M: That’s fantastic!

Twilight: Guys, we’re still playing right?

RD: Right!

Dash takes the ball and kicks it to Rarity.

Rarity bops it to Spike, and it deflects off of his forehead as he flails his arms trying to hit it.

M: [To Dash] That lad could really use a male figure.

RD: Tell me about it.

        We continue for around twenty minutes until the ball finally pops on Twilight’s horn.

Rarity: Aww. That’s the third time this has happened.

Myself: How about a game of ‘blob tag’.

Fluttershy: How do you play blob tag?

M: Easy.

I poke Fluttershy’s cheek.

M: You’re now in the blob. You cannot leave the blob, but can assist in tagging others. Get tagged, and you’re in the blob. Also no magic of flying…GO!

The ponies and Spike scatter off.

M: Come on Fluttershy, let’s get some ponies.

FS: Let’s get Rarity first.

M: My thought’s exactly.

        We play blob tag for almost an hour, often targeting Spike last because he’d always freak out by the end. The look on his face as everybody charges after him is absolutely priceless. Even Rarity starts getting into the game even though she promised herself she wouldn’t sweat. Once she realizes this, she rushes to the park’s restroom to freshen up. We have an absolutely great time until we finally take a break and have some lunch from Rarity’s picnic.

Pinkie: Oh man, that was great!

Rarity: Quite.

Rarity magically wraps a napkin around her neck, and bites into an horderve of cheese, olive and cracker.

I observe the spread; Saffron tea, horderves, carrot sticks with fancy dressing, diced fruit, strawberry jam and crumpets, and assorted crackers in small bowels containing some type of hummus. I go for the carrot sticks and ranch.

Applejack: After this, how’s about a rousing game of standing scarecrows?

Myself: How do you play that?

AJ: It ain’t to hard, as long as you can keep a straight face.

I’m unbeatable at straight-facing.

M: This sounds interesting.

 

        After our small break, we get up to try this scarecrow game, but Fluttershy is actually stopped by Twilight.

Twilight: Hey Fluttershy, would you mind if I talked with you for a few minutes?

Fluttershy: Oh, of course Twilight.

Spike begins rummaging through one of Twilight’s sacs. I can already see where this is going.

Dash: You sure you guys don’t wanna join?

Fluttershy: It’s okay, really.

RD: Okay then.

We depart to continue playing.

 

[Fluttershy’s Perspective]

 

Spike pulls out a quill and scroll.

Myself: What’s going on Twilight?

Twilight: I’d just like to ask a few questions for a report I’m doing for the princess.

M: Well if it’s for the Princess, ask away.

TS: [To Spike] Ready Spike?

Spike: Ready.

TS: [To Fluttershy] State your name and occupation.

M: Fluttershy; I’m an animal caregiver.

TS: What is your relation with Anon?

M: I’m Anon’s landlord, caregiver, and best friend.

TS: Describe how you first met Anonymous.

M: Well, it was on the day he arrived in Equestria. When Dash found out a human was trying to enter Ponyville, she thought he was going to destroy everything, so she told me to hide in the clouds. I watched everything happen from there. When he arrived, Dash escalated things and sort of…split open his head and almost broke his spine. To be fair though, she was just trying to keep everypony safe. Anon was very badly injured, and he didn’t have anypony he could come to, so I took him under my roof to make sure he’d be safe. The rest is history.

TS: What were your first impressions of Anonymous during the first week of him being in Equestria?

M: I don’t want to sound mean or anything but back then I kind of…pitied, him. He was always so depressed, he never wanted to leave the house, he was hurt really badly, and he kept bumping his head on the door frames. What really surprised me though is that Anon would never cry, no matter what. He’s strong like that.

TS: How would you describe Anonymous now that it’s been over a month?

M: It took a while, but eventually Anon managed to break out of his shell, and I love what’s happened with him…personality wise. Event wise, Anon hasn’t exactly had it easy.

TS: Please stay on topic.

M: Sorry. Anon’s shown himself to be amazingly independent. He’s always gone out of his way to do as much as he could on his own. That was pretty hard to accept though…Um…He’s kind, helpful, and goes out of his way to try and not be a burden.

TS: How significantly has Anon affected your life?

M: Kind of a lot. He does live with me after all. Anon may just be a friend, or a celebrity, or an artifact to some-

TS: *cough*

M: -but to me Anon’s a lot more than that. To me he’s family.

TS: That’s so sweet Fluttershy.

I think I might be blushing.

Anon walks over and intervenes.

Anon: You guys done yet? I’m tired of dominating scarecrow and I wanna test Spike.

Twilight: [To Anon] Don’t worry, we’re almost done.

Anon leaves.

TS: [To Me] Last question. Have you learned anything from Anon’s acquaintance?

Myself: Despite what’s happened to Anon, he’s never stayed mad at anypony who’s caused him trouble. He didn't even have a grudge at the changeling that helped his kidnapping. I learned that it’s okay to forgive the mistakes of others, especially if they realize they’ve done something wrong. Everypony’s redeemable.

TS: You don’t seem like the type to stay mad at somepony.

M: I have my moments.

TS: Interesting. Thank you for your time Fluttershy.

M: Anytime Twilight.

TS: You can stop writing Spike.

Spike: Finally. Now we can play some more.

Spike puts up his supplies.

Spike: Wait up guys! I’m coming!

TS: Come on Fluttershy. Let’s get back to the others.

M: Okay.

We head off to the others to continue playing. The day is still young after all.