"Now where did she go?"
>As you're peering around the table, some movement from the candy bowl catches your eye.
>*muffled sounds of distress*
"Oh."
>You push aside the top lair and find Concerned Pony looking up at you.
"Having fun?"
>"Anon, I'm so glad you found me! I'm not sure how much longer I would've lasted."
>Though she says that, her face is still the usual look of concern.
"How'd this even happen?"
>"I was looking through the candy and accidentally fell in."
"You fell?"
>"Yes."
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>"Okay fine, I wanted to see what it would be like to be smothered by love."
>Smiling, you rest your chin on your hand.
"You could've just asked you know."
>"That's different, I thought the candy was made with love."
"...more like chalk..."
>"What was that?"
"Nothing."
>"Can you get me out please? I'm not sure I can stand another minute in here."
"Yeah, one sec."
>Reaching in, you pluck her effortlessly from the bowl and set her next to it.
>"Much better, thanks."
"You're welcome, but next time ask before you go exploring the depths of the candy bowl."
>"Oh ha ha, so funny..."

******

>From how long she's been looking out that window, it has you curious.
"Something interesting going on out there?"
>She turns her attention to you, still wearing that concerned expression as usual.
>"Nothing too much, just watching a family of robins by the bird feeder."
"Oh cool, didn't expect them back so soon."
>"That's because spring came early this year."
"True."
>Getting up from the couch, you join her by the window.
>She points to the bird feeder in the yard, "See?"
“Yeah I do, guess when I go to the store later, I’ll pick up some seeds to refill it.”
>"Can I come?"
>Her voice betrays her expression, but you're certain she would like the car ride.
"Of course you can-"
>"Woohoo!"
"-but you're still going to have to ride in the car seat."
>"Aw come on, Anon."
"Them's the rules, you know that."
>"Please..."
"Did you forget what happened last time we tried that?"
>"It will be different this time, I promise!"
"I don't know..."
>Concerned Pony grabs onto your shirt, "Please please please!"
>Darn this little horse, she always manages to make you crack too easily.
>Sighing, you're probably going to regret this later.
"Fine..."
>"Yay!"
"But if you fall in-between the seats again you're going back to riding in the car seat."
>"Like I said before, I promise it won't happen again."
"Gonna hold you to that."
>She nods rapidly, drawing a smile across your face.
>With that settled, the both of you go back to bird watching.

******

>It’s cool spring afternoon, sun is shining, birds are singing.
>Overall, it’s a beautiful day.
>And you’re currently spending it inside, going through threads on a Mongolian horse whispering forum.
>Despite that, things are starting to feel a bit boring.
>Only one thing can remedy this growing problem.
>Digging through your folders, you find the perfect picture for such an occasion.
>With it and a few words, you reply to a random post.
>thefirerises.jpg
>Just as expected, it ignites a rage similar to a tendy deprived autist.
>Feeling satisfied from your efforts, you sit back and smile at the resulting fall out.
>Another day, another shit post made, such is the life of being Anonymous.
>”Anon, help me!”
>Your current funzies will have to wait though.
“Huh?”
>Quickly tearing your attention away, you look around the room in haste.
>As your eyes search about, you don’t seem to spot her anywhere.
“Uh, where are you?”
>”Up here, hurry!”
>Following the source, you’re finally able to see her little powder blue form.
>You nearly do a double take in the process, she’s in the last place you least expected.
>The top of the bookshelves.
“What the – how’d you even get up there?”
>She waves her hooves about frantically, “Just help me down, I’m scared!”
>This is one of those rare times that her expression fits the situation perfectly.
>There is no time to joke around however, she needs your help and fast.
>You get up from your chair and rush over to her.
>Just one problem though, the top of the shelf is just out of your reach.
>Curse your manlet status!
>”Anon what are you doing?!”
“Alright, stay calm and don’t move, I’ll go get something to help out.”
>”Please hurry!” She squeaks out from the top.
>Nodding, you dart off into the kitchen and grab a stepping stool before returning back.
“I’m back, be right there, just hold on.”

>She lets out another squeak as you say that.
>Thankfully, you get to the top (albeit a little shaky) and see her at last.
>Concerned Pony is huddled against the wall, shaking like a little chihuahua.
“I’m right here, just give me a sec to get to you.”
>Giving a reassuring smile, you hold your hand to her.
>Still shaking, her eyes remain glued to you and doesn’t move from the wall.
>After waiting for several seconds, you motion to her. 
“What are you waiting for? Hop on, I got you.”
>At that, she somehow shrinks further back and mumbles something out.
“Sorry what?”
>Her voice is barely above a whisper as she replies, ”...I’m too scared to move…”
>Oh for the love of…
>Gotta be patient with her Anon, she is a little pony after all.
>Keeping your composure, you gingerly pick her up and bring her close to your chest.
>The second she makes contact, she clings to you like a child, shivering all the while.
>Slowly, you return to the safety of the floor with her.
“It’s alright, I’m here, you’re safe.”
>She mumbles something unintelligible into your shirt.
>Not much more can be done till she calms down.
>Until then, you go sit on the couch with her.
>You stroke her little braided mane, causing her to shudder briefly.
“Shh… it’s okay.”
>While you continue your gentle care to her, you see several notifications pop up on the screen.
>No doubt it’s more replies from the butthurt you caused.
>Well at least you’re far from bored anymore.
>You look back to Concerned Pony and see she is starting to finally relax a little.
>She slowly looks up at you, still wearing her ever permanent expression.
“Feeling better?”
>”Mhm, th-thank you for rescuing me.”
>Smiling, you nod.
“Anytime.”
>For a time, the two of you sit there in silence.
>However, the nagging question returns to the front of your mind, begging to be answered.
“So mind telling me how you got up there?”
>Without missing a beat she states, ”I climbed.”
“You climbed?”

>She nods slowly like it’s something completely normal for her.
>As you continue to look at her, you frown.
“Okay enough joking, how did you do it, seriously?”
>”I’m not joking, I told you how I did it.”
“That doesn’t make any sense, I can’t even see a way /you/ could even climb up that thing.”
>Pulling back from your shirt, she points to the top of the shelf.
>”I didn’t climb up the side, I climbed along the wire to reach it.”
>As you’re trying to follow what she’s saying, you now notice it.
>The wire you run along the wall for your speakers.
>”See what I’m talking about now?”
“Huh… well yeah, now I do.”
>Nodding contentedly, she goes back to laying on your chest.
>Though as you two return to the comfort of silence, more questions bubble to the surface.
>Ones that you can’t but help to ask.
“If you’re so afraid of heights, why’d you even go up there?”
>Sighing, she shifts a little before answering.
>”I wanted to overlook the entire room from the highest place I could reach.”
“Fair enough, though you could have asked me for help first.”
>”I would’ve, but I wanted to try it on my own since I ask for your help in so many other things.”
>Nodding, you go back to stroking her little mane, causing her to let out a sigh of contentment.
“I’m guessing you didn’t expect to get stuck?”
>”Mhm…”
>As she says that, a couple more notifications pop up, but you ignore them.
>Taking a slow deep breath in; out, you look back down to her.
>She looks so cute laying there.
>It draws a large smile across your face.
“Well at least you learned your lesson, didn’t you.”
>She doesn’t say anything, remaining silent instead.
>Odd.
>You adjust yourself somewhat to get a better look at her face.
>That’s when you notice her eyes are closed.
“Did you fall asleep?”
>”Zzz…”
>Chuckling, you shake your head slowly.
“Should’ve figured that would tire you out, oh well.”
>Today’s another wonderful day, one you share with Concerned Pony.