Working hours
Anon lets out a tired yawn as he walks through the streets of Ponyville. Honestly, it’s way too early to be awake, for any creature, but Anon looks around at these ponies walking about with happy smiles like it’s normal! He really has no idea how they do it. The only saving grace for him is that it’ll be Friday soon. With another long yawn, Anon keeps a steady pace as he trudges over to the candy store.
He swings the door open as it hits the iconic bell hanging above, the ring letting everyone know that a potential customer has arrived. Anon spots his boss walking into the main room with a smile, until she notices it’s him, then it becomes a scowl.
“You’re late.” She says with irritation.
Anon flips her off. “I’m on time, Bonbon.”
“You’re lucky I don't throw your lazy flank out on the curb.” She responds with her usual hostility.
“Yeah, wouldn't it be a shame that you were to go out of business because I wasn't here to stop you from eating our entire stock!” He comes back with just as much heat.
Bonbon’s face goes red. “Just hurry up and get your lanky monkey flank back here!”
“Whatever you say, Heifer.” Anon mutters to himself.
She ignores him as he follows her to the backroom. Ever since Anon came to Equestria, Bonbon has been his mortal enemy. Let’s face the facts, Anon was having sex with Bonbon’s girlfriend Lyra. As soon as Lyra spotted Anon, she had been like a lost puppy wanting a bone from her master. He wasn't really sure what she was doing for the longest time. Till she pretty much got fed up and asked: “wanna fuck?”.
By the time it had gotten to that point, Anon was horny as hell and took her up on the offer. What he didn't know at the time though was that she was in a committed relationship. What was worse is that he found this out while in bed with her, when Bonbon came in and caught the both of them in the act. Being balls deep in some other woman's partner is probably not the greatest way to meet another pony.
So it was understandable when Bonbon jumped onto Anon and tried plumbing him to death. Though, what she managed to do in reality is drop her fat ass onto his chest and damn near suffocated him. Lyra luckily was able to pry the crazy mare off Anon long enough to give him time to get the hell out of Dodge. Running down the streets of Ponyville while trying to get dressed definitely made rumors fly around.
So it was after this that Bonbon broke up with Lyra. Lyra didn't care in the least because all that meant to her was that she would be with Anon. Yeah, not exactly. Anon was interested in her, but sadly she had to leave to Canterlot for some music thing. To make things worse, she’s a traveling musician. Meaning she would be gone for long periods of time.
It has been several months since Anon last saw her. In a place where the fastest mode of transportation is a train, he kinda found out the hard way that humans were on top when it came to getting somewhere fast. After things cooled down a bit, Bonbon heard around town that Anon had a talent for making candy. He just made if for a few ponies here and there and that was that.
He wasn't expecting to get a visit from this mare asking if he wanted a job. He needed the bits, and she was willing to pay. The both of them have been keeping a professional relationship... More or less. There are still times like this when they’re at each other's throat. If anything, it makes Anon feel better to yell at someone and he thinks Bonbon enjoys it too. Even if she would never admit it.
“Hey, Monkey!” Anon snaps back to reality to see Bonbon waving a banana in his face. “Enough day dreaming. You do your work, you get the banana. Now hurry up!”
“Fucking bitch.” He mutters under his breath as he heads to his station.
Making candy is actually not as hard as people would think. You just boil some stuff, add some food coloring, then some sugar and pour the stuff into molds. Bonbon is in charge of all the ingredient mixing while Anon is stuck doing the cooking. Sometimes she would let him do the mixing, but that was rare. She always keeps her stuff secret and thinks Anon would sell her out if given the chance. She wouldn't be wrong either.
Anon’s thought is broken as Bonbon places a bowl next to him. He tosses it into the mix and gets to cooking.
“So, how’s your life been?” Anon asks out of boredom.
“The usual. Woke up to an empty bed, have to see the monkey responsible for it and then will have to take my daughter to school.”
“Your fat ass should probably jog to the school house. Lose some of that chub and maybe you might look attractive.” He says nonchalantly.
Anon can hear her grinding her teeth behind him.
“That’s big talk coming from some ape that managed to snag the local freak!”
She got him there. Lyra is considered weird and that’s saying something if this town actually labels a pony as being weird... Hell, they don't even think Anon is all that weird, so again, it’s saying a lot.
“True.” He says not caring. “Might want to add that this “freak” was your girlfriend till she rode my dick.” He shoots back.
Anon can see the pot is doing well so he turns to face Bonbon. Her nostrils are flared and her eyes are burning with the flames of a thousand tortured souls. Basically, she’s mad.
“Shut the fuck up and get back to work.” She says hotly.
“Aye, aye, Captain Lardass!” Anon gives a mock salute as she scoffs aloud.
Anon and Bonbon keep working until the sound of someone entering the kitchen comes to Anon’s ear. He looks over to the door and sees, at least, one friendly face.
“Hey, Twist!” Anon says happily.
She smiles at him with her goofy looking braced teeth. She walks over and tries to look into the pot of what he’s making but is too small to reach it.
“What are you making, it smells delicious!” She says with her adorable lisp.
Honestly, this filly is awesome. She is like a box of kittens. Her lisp is ultra cute and she is always happy to see Anon. It’s definitely a plus, considering her mother hates him.
“You know, the usual.” He says.
“Are you ready to go to school, Twist?” Bonbon asks in her nice voice.
Bonbon admits, whether she likes it or not, that Anon gets along well with her kid, and therefore doesn't go bitch mode on him when she is around. He doesn't think Twist even cared when Lyra left. Seeing as Anon suddenly started to show up around the shop more. So she likes to be in his company as much as possible.
“I was hoping you could take me.” Twist says looking at Anon.
He looks at Bonbon confused as she looks at him then to Twist.
“Are you sure, Honey?” Bonbon asks nicely, but Anon can tell she doesn't like that idea.
“Please?” Twist pleads with her puppy eyes.
Bonbon rolls her eyes. “Fine. Get ready.”
Twist gives her a quick hug as she speeds off to her room. Anon looks over to see Bonbon looking at him with a very stern, motherly look. She walks up to him and pokes his chest.
“You listen here, Monkey. You take my girl to school and you get your flank back here pronto. I hear she gets hurt and we’re going to have a problem.”
Anon slaps her hoof off of him.
“Fuck off, Bonbon. You know I wouldn't let her get hurt.” He says genuinely offended.
For the first time in a long time, he sees Bonbon visibly relax.
“Yeah, I know.” She lets out a long sigh. She then locks eyes with him, the usual fire back. “Keep it that way and I won't need to worry about where I’m going to bury your body.”
Anon scoffs at that. “My plan for killing you is to tell everyone you ran out of milk.” She looks at him confused. ”On my world, we shoot cows that stop producing milk.”
Her teeth are back to grinding.
“Get out of my sight before I teach you to dance.” She shoots back.
Anon rolls his eyes as he walks out of the kitchen. Just in time too, seeing as Twist is now descending the stairs.
“Ready, kiddo?” He asks.
She smiles at him with a nod. Anon nods his head to the door for her to lead. She does so without a single word being said.
It was a bit of a walk, but they finally make it. There’s not much that can be said about this schoolhouse, just a place for fillies and colts to learn. Speaking of fillies and colts, Anon can see a few of them are running around the playground. He can't see Cheerilee anywhere, so he’s assuming she is getting the class setup. Anon takes a knee and pats Twist on the head.
“Alright, Kid. See you later.”
She looks up at him with a smaller smile. Anon’s not too sure why, but he's got the feeling that something is off about her. Twist’s gaze is at the tips of her hooves as she shifts uncomfortably. When she looks back up at Anon, he can see she is holding herself from saying something.
“Are you alright, Twist?” Anon asks concerned.
“Do you hate my mom?” She asks hesitantly.
Well, that is definitely an unexpected question.
“What gives you that idea?” He asks cautiously.
“Well, I hear you two arguing a lot and most of it doesn't sound very nice.” Anon bites the inside of his cheek some. “I-I like you and I love mom, but, I don't like when you two are fighting.” Her eyes start to well up some.
“Hey now.” Anon quickly pulls her into a hug. “I’m sorry you had to hear that, Twist.”
She nuzzles into his chest as he holds her. Anon can feel a small damp spot building.
“I-Is it because you took Lyra away?” She asks.
Anon’s heart falls even more at hearing this.
“...I don't know”
“Can you and mom ever be friends?” She looks up at him with tearful eyes.
Anon chews the inside of his cheek some more.
“I’ll try, Twist... For you, alright?”
That seems to cheer her up as she adjusts her glasses some.
“Alright.”
Anon notices the kids are slowly entering the class.
“You should get going, don't want to be late.”
She gives him a nod as she quickly runs off to join her class. Anon can only stand there in a state of shock. He’s not too sure how to react to what just happened.
“What took you so long?” Anon hears Bonbon ask.
Anon walks past her and enters into the kitchen. He returns to the pot he had left to boil and sees that everything is caramelizing well. Anon heads over to the cabinet and gets the pre-made molds for the suckers this batch is going to make. He doesn’t even turn to acknowledge Bonbon as she enters the kitchen. The both of them work in silence and get the first batch ready to be cooled.
“Hey,” Anon hears Bonbon speak in a softer tone, one he rarely hears. “You don't seem too hot, I can't have you lazing about or getting sick. Are you feeling well?”
Anon lets out a long sigh. The entire walk back to the bakery didn't help settle his mind on what happened with Twist. It wasn't like she told him to kiss her mom, but the entire thing left him feeling dazed and confused.
“I’m good, Bonbon.” He replies. “Just feeling out of sorts.”
“Alright. Finish this batch and then ready the next pot for boil.”
He nods. “Sure.”
It was another long and hard day for Anon. Everything was cooked and ready to be served for when school was let out. The two of them usually make the treats early and prepare for the rush of kids that come around for something sweet. While sugar cube corner got most of their business spread between adults and kids. It was well known that Bonbon’s shop held the market when it came to kids sells. Kids do like their candy after all.
“Good work today.” Anon hears Bonbon say with hesitation. “You should probably get some rest. You look like you have a lot on your mind.”
Anon rubs his face some. She’s right. He feels like he ran a marathon or two and now he just wants to go home and rest.
“Thanks, Bonny.”
Anon feels himself take in a sharp gasp of air. He did not just say that. He doesn’t even know where it came from. Anon turns back to see Bonbon’s eyes are as wide as saucers, a total look of disbelief on her face.
“I-uh..” Anon isn't really sure how to respond to that.
Bonbon looks away with a blush and a scowl. “J-Just get some rest.” She says before walking back to the kitchen.
Nothing more needs to be said as Anon beats a hasty retreat. He definitely didn't want to stick around for that awkwardness.
“Bonny?!” Anon berates himself as he walks down the street. “What the hell made you call her that?! Just because Twist asks you to try and be friends, doesn't mean you should be getting so chummy. Bonbon probably thinks you busted your head open on the walk back!”
He wouldn't blame her either. This is rather confusing to him as well. Anon can only think it is because of Twist, he really likes that kid and she’s right. He shouldn't be so mean to her mother. All things considered, Anon is in the wrong and Bonbon is the victim in this entire beef between them.
He lets out a long groan. “This is going to be harder than I thought.” He admits with a sigh.
That is their routine, they’re mean to each other. So trying to act nice, after so long, it seems insane! Anon walks into his apartment and closes the door. He enters the living room and falls onto the couch. Maybe a quick rest will settle his thoughts.
Anon hears a knock coming from the door. He quickly sits up from the couch. Usually, no one visits him, so who could this be? He walks over to the door and opens it. To his surprise, he finds Bonbon looking towards the street with her usual scowl.
“Hi?” Anon calls out hesitantly.
“Move out of the way.” She says hotly as she pushes past him.
“Come in.” Anon says sarcastically afterward.
He takes notice that Bonbon has something on her back. It looks like a bowl of something. She sets it on his coffee table and quickly walks out the door. Anon is really confused now. He walks over to the bowl cautiously. Bonbon could’ve brought anything over. Anon gives it a few experimental pokes to make sure it wasn't explosive. Seems perfectly normal...
He slowly peels back the foil that is covering it. He immediately finds his senses overwhelmed with a very pleasant scent. Anon knows this to be vegetable soup. He looks at his door confused. Did Bonbon bring him soup to make sure he was alright?
“It could be poisoned?” Anon thinks out loud.
But, then again, it does smell rather nice. It would be a shame to let it go to waste. He quickly gets himself a spoon from the kitchen and sits in front of the bowl. He dips it in and takes a hesitant sip. Doesn't taste poisoned. In fact, it tastes amazing. So, he does the only thing a man could do in a situation like this. He eats it.
It doesn't take long for him to clear the bowl. While it did make him feel better, it also leaves him with a bitter taste in his mouth. Not from the soup but the questions that spawned after. Why did Bonbon make this for him? Why does she care? Anon isn't sure and it makes him feel weird. He’s probably just overthinking this. The chances are that she only wants to make sure he’s not going to get her daughter sick.
Yeah, that actually makes a lot of sense. Not only that, but it wouldn’t be very profitable for her if she were to kill him. However, having Anon sick around her food would be bad for business. Of course, she doesn’t know that he’s facing a moral dilemma rather than a cold. Which is why he feels that unsure feeling comes back in full force. She thought he was sick and came by to help, in a weird way of thinking.
Another sigh leaves Anon. Just thinking about what Twist said to him is really pulling at his heartstrings. Now that name drives his thoughts to something else. He gets up and walks over to a stack of mail sitting on the stand by his door. He looks through them and finds one in a lime green envelope. He opens it quickly and gives it a read.
It’s me, Lyra. How are things going with you over in Ponyville? I know that we haven’t seen each other in a long time, but I hope that you aren’t sulking at home about it. I still have a long way to go with my band before we start our journey back towards Ponyville. Is Bonbon still giving you a hard time? I guess it’ll have to wait until I get back. Hoping to see my favorite human soon.
These letters are becoming fewer as time goes on. Lyra used to send Anon letters every week, but now he gets one every few months or so. Perhaps it’s due to how far she is? He isn’t really sure, that isn’t the point either. Anon’s just trying to think of something other than what needs to be handled. This grudge match between him and Bonbon has gone on for long enough.
He needs to be the bigger man and admit that he’s done something wrong. He needs to try and be a better person to Bonbon. If not for her sake, then for Twists. That kid doesn’t need to be worrying over why he and her mother fight all the time. She needs to worry about school and playing with friends. His mind is made up, starting tomorrow, Anon’s going to act nice to Bonbon.
He feels a yawn escape him. He looks over to a clock and sees that it’s already closing in on his bedtime. Anon must’ve really been zoned out with his thoughts. Well, time to get ready for bed.
Today may be the start of Anon’s new outlook on life, but he still hates being up this early in the morning. He trudges along as he always does down the streets of Ponyville towards Bonbon’s store. He can feel his thoughts taking over as he thinks over his game plan.
Alright, I just need to play it cool. Be nice to Bonbon and don’t start anything with her.
He’s already walking into her shop as the bell above the door rings out. Just like many days before he sees Bonbon walk into the main room with a smile, but it drops as soon as she notices him.
“You’re late.” She states.
Anon can feel a sarcastic remark building inside of him, but he suppress it and rubs the back of his neck.
“Um, yeah, sorry about that.”
“I don-...” Her anger turns to confusion. “What did you say?”
“Just, um, that I’m sorry for being late.” He looks over at the clock. “Yup, by one whole minute.”
Anon looks back at her and sees that her confusion turns back into a frown.
“Just get back here so we can start today's batch.”
Anon nods and silently walk into the back kitchen. He can practically feel Bonbon gazing at him the entire time with a look of uncertainty. This might be harder than he first anticipated. Anon can feel it deep in his bones how much he wants to reply back with something snarky or downright hurtful.
“Hey!” He looks down to see Bonbon standing there. “I don’t pay you to stand there thinking about swinging from trees! I pay you to start preparing the pots for boil!”
So many things, so many things he could say to her right now, but he holds his tongue.
Just keep calm and remember why you’re doing this. It’s for a filly that wants you to be nicer to her mother.
That means the world to Anon.
“Sorry, just had something on my mind.” He turns around and gets back to work in silence.
A few hours pass without a single word being said. Anon just concentrates on his job and nothing else.
“H-hey.” Anon hears Bonbon call hesitantly from behind him.
He looks over to see that Bonbon isn’t facing him, but he can practically feel her thoughts are completely on him.
“Twist is about to head out to school soon. Do you need some fresh air or something?” She asks.
A sigh leaves Anon as he runs a hand through his hair.
“Yeah, I could use some air.” He answers.
“Alright, just get back here soon. We still have a lot of work to do.”
He gives her a nod and takes off the apron she makes him wear every time he’s working. Anon walks out of the kitchen and into the main room just in time to see Twist coming down the stairs.
“Hey, Twist. You ready for school yet?” He asks.
“You’re taking me again?!” She asks with excitement.
“Yeah, get ready and we’ll head out.”
She doesn’t say anything as she quickly runs back upstairs. Before Anon can catch his breath she is down in the main room with her saddle bag on.
“Say goodbye to your mother, I’ll be outside.” Anon says.
She runs into the kitchen as he walks to the front door. Anon can hear Bonbon telling Twist to have a good day as he waits for her by the door. Twist comes outside looking brighter than ever. They set off to her school without pause.
Another short walk and they’re standing once again at her school. She walks up and hugs Anon’s leg tightly.
“Thank you.” She says.
“I just walked you to school, Twist. No need to thank me.”
She shakes her head as she looks up at him.
“Thank you for being nice to my mom. I didn’t hear that much arguing this morning.”
Anon’s caught off guard by that.
“Well, no need to thank me for that. I-I shouldn’t have been that way with your mother to begin with.”
“It’s alright since you’re trying now.” She states.
“Yeah.” He kneels down and gives her a proper hug. Anon lets go of her as she continues to smile at him. “I gotta head back and help your mom. Stay out of trouble.”
Anon stands back up and walks away as Twist gives him a wave.
Just gotta keep in mind that you’re doing this for Twist.
That though makes this entire ordeal seem worthwhile.
Anon makes it back to Bonbon’s store without incident. He feels his resolve solidify at this entire idea of being nice to Bonbon. He walks into the store ready for whatever may come. He doesn’t pause as he heads to the back of the kitchen. Anon notices that Bonbon is stirring a pot while she stands on her hind hooves. He always found it odd how ponies would sometimes do this in their day to day lives.
He walks over by her side and looks into the pot.
“Is everything set?” He asks.
Anon looks over and sees that she is looking away from him.
“Yeah, get the stuff on the table and bring it over.”
He follows her direction and brings over a few bowls. He places them on the counter next to her and stands there waiting for whatever assistance she requires. He sees her looking at him out of the corner of her eye. A thin line of sweat building on her brow as she tries to concentrate on the pot.
“Are you sure you’re not sick?” She asks.
“Nope.” Anon answers.
Her face suddenly turns to anger as she takes a step away from the pot and lands on all fours. She turns to face Anon.
“Alright, what’s going on?” She asks with clenched teeth.
“What?” Anon tries to remain calm.
“Why are you acting so weird!”
“I’m not acting weird.” He starts to feel his patience fading.
“What is it, Monkey boy?! You trying to suck up to me!? Trying to get a raise!? Steal my secrets!?”
Anon backs up as Bonbon takes a few steps towards him.
“I’m not trying to take anything from you.” He feels his fist clench.
“Then what is it! You’re not nice! You’re a monster! A big, stupid, ugly monster!”
He wants to explode. Every fiber of his being is calling out to take action against this mare. To say what she wants to hear. But he won’t do it, he made a promise.
“You’re right.” Anon agrees. He sees Bonbon’s anger dissipate in an instant. “I’m not nice. I’m an asshole. I say horrible things to you and I show no remorse. I’ve done terrible things and never thought once to blame myself for them. I am a monster, I’m the worst type of person.” He can see Bonbon’s face fill with a lot of emotions as she listens to him speak. “I’m tired of this, Bonbon. I’m tired of being at each other's throats. I don’t want to be like this anymore.”
She looks, hurt.
“Why are you saying this? Is this a joke?” She asks.
Anon shakes his head. “Twist talked to me yesterday. She pretty much told me that she could hear us fighting. Your daughter shouldn’t have to deal with things like that here.” Anon makes eye contact with her. “That’s not the only reason. She’s right that I shouldn’t be so hard on you.” He looks at the floor in thought. “The Lyra thing. I never thought to blame myself for what happened. I didn’t know she was with you, but that still doesn’t excuse the fact of what happened. I’ve been treating you like shit when you were the real victim in this entire thing.”
“Shut up.” Anon looks up to see Bonbon looking at him with tears in her eyes. “Just, shut up. You don’t have the right to do this. You have no right to say this!” Her tears start slowly trickling down. “You took away the mare that I loved and now you’re standing here trying to change how things are between us?!”
Anon can’t look at her as he faces the floor.
She’s right. Who are you to try and change things after so long?
“You’re right.” He admits.
“Stop it!” She yells. “Stop... Stop doing this...” Anon looks back at Bonbon to see she is facing away from him. “I-I can’t hate you if you’re like this.” She says. “I can’t blame you when you take the blame. I can’t... I just can’t.”
Anon lets out a sigh. He doesn’t know what to do.
“I’m sorry.” He walks out of the kitchen and leaves Bonbon alone.
She’ll be able to make the candy without him there. Anon knows she can, she’s done it without him for so long. He needs to give her time to think. He doesn’t want to go back to how things were. He just wants to make everything better. Anon’s not sure how that’ll turn out, but he hopes she can, at least, meet him halfway.
Anon's been sitting on the couch in his home for awhile now. He’s just been thinking about everything. He feels like such an ass. Sure Bonbon said some hurtful things, but he knows it was only because he started it. Maybe this could’ve been subtle? That wouldn’t have worked. She would’ve noticed right away. He hears someone knock on his door. He gets up and walks over to answer it.
As soon as the door opens Bonbon pushes past him and inside.
“Where’s my bowl?” She asks.
“Bowl?” He asks confused.
“The one I left yesterday.”
“Oh.” He’s confused right now, but he heads into the kitchen and brings back her bowl. “Here.”
Anon places it onto her back for her. She turns around and starts walking towards the door. He isn’t sure why she even came here, but he sees her stop just before walking out.
“Did you really mean what you said? About Twist and changing how things are between us?” Bonbon asks, never facing him.
“Yeah.” He answers.
She continues out the door, pausing briefly.
“Come in early tomorrow.”
“Alright.”
With that said Bonbon walks out. Yeah, Anon gets the feeling that things are going to be awkward for awhile. Early? She’s never asked him to come into work early before. Might as well get some shuteye. Wouldn’t want to wake up late.
Huh, so these ponies are more human than Anon originally thought? He looks around the streets of Ponyville onto his walk to work and sees all the groggy and tired ponies trot along on their way to wherever they’re heading. Guess they wake up earlier than he does. Sure it’s not that early, about seven am or so. Usually, he comes into work around eight.
Anon makes it to the store and stops at the door. He’s early. Is he suppose to knock or walk in? He finds it best to probably knock. Anon places a few knocks and waits by the door. The door is answered by a smiling filly.
“What are you doing here so early!?” Twist asks.
“What are you doing up so early?” He asks back.
“I asked first.”
“Just came by early is all.”
“Let him in already, Twist.” Anon hears Bonbon call from inside.
“Alright.” Twist says as she lets Anon walk past her and inside of the store. “Come on!” Twist urges him as she runs into the kitchen after having closed the door.
Anon follows after her filled with confusion. As soon as he walks into the back kitchen, Anon notices that there’s a table in the center of the room. Sitting atop the table is various plates. He looks over to one of the stoves to see Bonbon is working on something.
“Take a seat.” She says never turning to face him.
He does so without question. He’s rather confused as to what is happening right now. If he were to act like the old version of himself, he'd be questioning if this was a trap of some kind. He looks over to his left and notices Twist getting up into a seat.
“So why are you up so early?” Anon asks again.
She smiles at him. “I always get up this early!”
“You do?”
She nods. “I usually eat breakfast with mom and then I go into my room to finish homework.”
Huh. Anon did not know about this. Then again, he’s kept his professional life away from his personal one.
“I’m happy to see you here.” Twist brings Anon out of his thought. “I used to ask mom if you could join us for breakfast all the time, but she told me you were busy.”
Is this what’s happening? Did Bonbon invite Anon to breakfast? Anon looks at Bonbon from the corner of his eye as she continues to prepare whatever meal she is making.
“Yeah, sorry about that, Twist. I just had some stuff to do at home is all. I finally got the free time.”
Anon knows all too well that Bonbon was only saying that stuff to keep him away from Twist. He can’t fault her for that, seeing as Twist is her daughter. She has the right to choose whoever she wants to enter her home. Still, it would’ve been nice to spend time with the kid in a more personal way.
“Are you going to come to breakfast every morning?” Twist asks.
Anon can see Bonbon flinch out of the corner of his eye.
“Depends if I’m busy, Twist. My schedule can be rather hectic at times.”
Bonbon relaxes some at his words.
“What keeps you so busy?” Twist continues.
“Twist!” Bonbon turns around to face the table. “You know it’s impolite to ask a pony about their personal life.”
“Anon isn’t a pony!” Twist shouts back.
“Still, it’s rude. Anon probably has lots of things going on.” Bonbon adds.
Honestly, he doesn’t. Most of the time he sits at home alone, sulking over Lyra. Sometimes he’ll talk to Celestia, but she’s busy most of the time.
“Yeah.” Anon comes in. “...Lots of things.”
Bonbon goes back to her task and Twist sits in her chair with a frown on her face. It makes him smile at how cute it is. He reaches over and ruffles her mane. She can’t hold her frown as she starts to giggle.
“Stop!” She gently slaps his hand away.
“Alright, you two.” Bonbon says as she lays a few plates in front of them both. “Enough playing around, time to eat.”
Anon looks at his normal looking breakfast. Hash browns and scrambled eggs. He usually just has a bowl of cereal in the morning. So this is admittedly nice. He looks over and notice that Twist is eating the same thing as him, but Bonbon is eating a salad. He feels a brow raise. Bonbon notices his gaze and blushes slightly.
“D-Don’t let your food get cold.” She says.
Anon snaps back to attention. She’s right, better not let it get cold. As the three of them eat, Anon can’t fight this feeling inside of him. The first time in a long time, he actually doesn’t feel so alone anymore. This reminds him of the time when he used to live on earth. How he would share breakfast with his family, his little sister would always bug him about what he was doing.
He feels his eyes start water some. He hates thinking about them. He’ll never see them again. So what’s the point?
“Anon?” Twist grabs Anon’s attention. “Are you ok?”
Anon quickly wipes his face before causing a scene.
“Yeah, just fine.”
“Are you sure? You look pretty sad.”
Anon shakes his head. “Just thinking about stuff. No need to worry.”
Twist silently accepts that, but Bonbon is also looking at him as well. She doesn’t linger and goes back to her meal. Anon doesn’t actually feel that hungry anymore, but he eats regardless, just to be a good guest. The meal is eaten in silence for the most part. Anon decides to break the silence.
“So how’s school been?” He asks Twist.
She smiles at that. “Great! Ms.Cheerilee thinks I’ll be able to skip a few grades!”
“That’s great to hear.” Anon says. “I always knew you were smart.”
She giggles at that. “Thanks.”
“I’m thinking about sending her to Canterlot.” Bonbon speaks up.
Anon looks at her and sees the nervousness in her eyes. He will admit that he wasn’t expecting her to say anything.
“Really? I hear they have a great school there.” Anon tries to make conversation.
The both of them can feel how awkward it is, but Twist seems to be having a great time. So that keeps the both of them trying.
“Yeah, but it’s rather expensive.” Bonbon admits.
Anon gulps some. He knows of a way to help her, but, should he really do it? He looks at Twist.
“Is that something you would like?” He asks her.
She nods happily. “Of course! Mom always tells me how good an education can be. I hear they even have cooking classes at the school in Canterlot!”
Anon feels that twinge in his heart. She reminds him so much of his sister. He’d do anything for her.
“M-Maybe I can talk to Celestia?” Anon says nervously.
Both Bonbon and Twist freeze up as they give him their attention. He decides to keep looking at Twist as to avoid the shocked look Bonbon is giving him.
“Most ponies don’t know this, but the Princess and I talk to each other from time to time.” He chuckles a bit as he rubs the back of his neck. “If you really want, I could talk her into getting you into school. Free of charge.”
“Really?!” Twist screams.
Anon nods. “Yeah, but you would have to wait a few more years. Even if you are ahead in grades, the earth pony school has an age requirement.”
Twist looks at her mom. “Mom isn’t this so cool?!”
Anon looks over to see that Bonbon hasn’t moved since he started talking. She just slowly nods her head with that look of shock still there. Anon can feel that weirdness starts to bubble up inside of him. Was it wrong of him to offer such a thing? It doesn't seem like it to him, seeing as all he would be doing is talking to Celestia for a bit.
He wasn’t lying about that stuff either. Celestia and he have a rather close friendship. Every so often she will come to him to vent about stuff in Canterlot and he can contact her if he is ever in need of something. He knows she wouldn’t mind putting in a good word for a kid he wants to help.
“Yeah, it’s great news, sweetie.” Bonbon finally says.
“I’m done!” Twist says as she grabs her plate and take it over to the sink. “Can I play in my room?”
Bonbon nods. “Go ahead.”
Twist runs out of the kitchen. Which now leaves Anon and Bonbon alone. The tension in the air is so thick that he could cut it with a knife. Bonbon is still staring at Anon, which is making him feel weird.
“Heh... So... Breakfast was good.” Anon tries to break the silence.
“Why are you doing this?” Bonbon asks.
“I said I was serious about being nice, right?”
“This isn’t nice.” Bonbon adds. “This is something else. No pony offers what you just gave my daughter. Why?”
Anon looks at his empty plate.
“Bonbon... ” He lets out a sigh. He’s never told a pony about his past, except for Celestia. “She deserves the best.”
“That isn’t an answer!” Bonbon yells. “I’ve been tossing and turning in bed for years thinking about how I could get my baby into that school! Then you just come in here and tell her that you can get her in for free!?”
“Calm down.” Anon tries to keep his voice level. “We’re not arguing. So there’s no reason to yell.”
“I want to know why?!” She continues to shout. “Y-You don't make sense! Just yesterday you were this horrible creature that worked in my kitchen and now you’re the kindest creature I’ve ever met... Why...” Her eyes start to water. “Why weren’t you like this from the start?”
Bonbon is now broken down into tears as she rests her head on the table. Anon knew full well it wasn’t going to be easy. He can freely admit that this entire thing makes him feel wrong, but he’s not going to give up.
“I love that kid.” Anon says. Bonbon looks up at him confused. “She... She reminds me of my sister.”
Bonbon’s confusion grows. “Y-You have a sister?”
Anon’s face flashes pain.
“Had.” He answers.
Bonbon seems to understand what he means.
“I’m sorry, I did-”
“No one does.” Anon chuckles. “Except for Celestia. I’ve never told anyone else about my life.” Anon looks at the table in thought. “Twist reminds me of her. It’s why I love that kid so much. It’s why I want the best for her. I know she isn’t my daughter or anything, but, she seems to be the only thing I have that cares about if I’m alive or dead. How she asks me what I’m doing or how my days been.”
“D-Did you have any other family?” Bonbon asks curiously.
“Yeah. Mother, father and a few brothers.”
“You all liked each other?”
Anon nods. “Very close family. We did everything together. My brothers were always a pain in the neck, but they’re good kids.”
“Did you have a human mare?”
Anon feels a smile come back. It’s always funny how ponies try to come up with words for his people. Celestia herself in fact even used the same word Bonbon just used once before.
“Nah... I’ve always been a bit of an airhead. I never could see the signs when a woman liked me.”
“So what happened?”
Anon feels a frown build on his face.
“I came here.” He answers simply. “Walking down the street, talking to my sister, then suddenly I wake up here. It’s been awhile since I last saw my family. They probably think I’m dead, but all I worry about is how my sister is holding up. What did she see? Does she think that it’s her fault? I hope she doesn’t because that would make this shit unbearable.”
“I...” Bonbon doesn’t know what to say.
Anon chuckles. “Yeah, there’s nothing you can say.” He rises from his seat and walks his plate over to the sink. “It’s almost time to start prepping. I’ll handle everything.”
Anon needs to concentrate his thoughts on something. So he does what he usually does, he starts working.
Silence is the only thing between Anon and Bonbon at this moment. They’ve been working silently for over an hour. Twist should be heading to school soon. At least, that much Anon already knows by now. He’s been trying to keep his emotions in check. He can’t be getting emotional when thinking about the past. Enough talks with Celestia has proven that it’s fruitless to keep thinking of things that’ll never be.
Still, at the time he had Lyra. She would usually keep him occupied with his thoughts, but now she’s barely even sending him letters anymore. Now his mind starts to wonder. Is it truly because the mail is so slow here or could it mean something else? Anon hates to think that maybe Lyra just isn’t interested in him anymore. Perhaps that’s all he was, a novelty that she was interested in.
Wouldn’t that be poetic justice? He takes the mare Bonbon loved, just for that mare to leave him. He chuckles to himself. He deserves nothing less than that. He’s such an asshole. Who is he to try and seek redemption? He doesn’t deserve forgiveness. Bonbon was right, he’s just a monster.
“Anon,” Anon looks over to see Bonbon looking at him with worry. “Are you alright?”
Anon feels something drip onto his hand. He looks down and sees a drop of water. He quickly brings a hand up to his face to wipe away his tears.
“Yeah. No worries.” He quickly speaks up.
“Are you sure?” She tries to press.
“Yeah.” Anon says passively.
“Ok,” She lets out a sigh. “Do you want to walk Twist to school again?”
Anon shakes his head. “I don’t want her to see me like this.”
Bonbon can feel a certain pain in his words, so she accepts them.
“Alright, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
Anon doesn’t say anything else as Bonbon leaves. He can hear both her and Twist leave the shop. Anon closes his eyes and rubs his face some. He needs to stop thinking about this. Everything will work out. It has to.
“I can’t believe that Anon’s going to talk to the princess!” Twist says with excitement as she trots happily towards the schoolhouse.
Bonbon nods with a smile. “I know.”
“Do you really think the princess will say yes?” Twist asks her mother.
“I don’t think Anon would’ve brought it up if he didn’t think she would.”
“Is Anon going to stay for dinner too?”
Bonbon shakes her head. “I don’t think so, Honey.”
“But mom! We have to pay Anon back somehow!” She says looking shocked.
Bonbon will admit that what Anon is doing is definitely great, but what she saw in the kitchen makes her wonder if he wants to be alone.
“I’ll see if he isn’t busy.” Bonbon relents.
Twist jumps for joy. Bonbon can feel her cold heart melt as she looks at her daughter. How can her child love that creature so much? She could swear that she doesn’t even remember her child caring for Lyra this much. Maybe, maybe she was wrong in judging Anon? She feels a twinge in her heart. She still can’t forget the day she walked in on those two.
It’s true that Anon didn’t know they were together and it’s squarely Lyra’s faults. But that still doesn’t stop the pain in her heart and it doesn’t take away the many months the two of them have been at each other's throats. However, he’s not as evil as she once believed. If her daughter is any indication of that.
“I can’t wait to tell everypony!” Twist shouts as the school comes into view.
“Have a nice day.” Bonbon says. “I’ll see you at home later.”
Twist gives her mother a nuzzle before she gallops towards her class. Bonbon needs to get back to the store. If Anon is willing to try and be nice, she should be willing to try as well.
Anon is working hard on the current batch of candy. His mind still thinking about his family. He wonders what his life would’ve been like if he never came to Equestria. He still finds his thoughts placed squarely on his sister. He hopes that she doesn’t blame herself for everything that happened. Perhaps he shouldn’t be making candy? Equestria tends to have a weird magic about it. The chances are high that if he feels sad, this batch of candy will taste bad.
He needs to think of other things. Maybe tonight he’ll talk to Celestia about getting Twist into that school? His mood starts to improve at those thoughts. A small smile spreading over his face. The sour mood from before starting to fade. He knows Celestia will have no problem helping him out. Maybe they’re closer than he led on. She confides in him as he does the same.
Anon hears the kitchen door open behind him. Bonbon is quick to return to her station in silence.
“Um...” Bonbon breaks the silence. “Twist wanted to know if you would join us for dinner tonight?”
Anon is shocked to hear this. It actually seems like Bonbon is willing to try and act nice around him. He feels his mood starting to improve by the second.
“I’d love that.” He says. “What time should I be here?”
“Six.”
Anon nods in confirmation. “I’ll be there.”
The both of them return to their tasks. An odd calming air between them. For so long it was as if the very air itself was thick with the hate between the two of them, but now it feels so much lighter. Even Bonbon feels a smile on her face as she works just behind Anon. Maybe this can work out?
An alarm breaks Anon out of his thoughts. He looks up at the clock and notices that it’s time for him to leave. He turns around to face Bonbon.
“Guess it’s that time of day.”
She nods. “See you tonight?”
Anon nods. “Yeah.”
Anon is about to walk away, but he stops and watches as Bonbon struggles to carry one of the pots she has. Now that he thinks about it, he always left before helping Bonbon clean up. Since things are different now, he might as well lend a hand. Anon walks over and lifts the pot Bonbon has on her back. She quickly looks back to see Anon there.
“I guess I have some free time to help clean up.”
Bonbon doesn’t say anything as a bit of heat hits her cheeks. She can only stand there and watch as Anon takes the pot over to the sink and starts to clean it. She shakes her thoughts clear and moves to another pot. Well, if Anon wants to help, then why should she deny him? The two of them are now side by side as they clean pots. Again, the air between them is pleasant.
As the two of them work, Anon can’t help but find his mind thinking of all the horrible things he’s said to Bonbon. He mostly said all that stuff out of anger or to get a rise out of her. He never meant any of it.
“Hey, Bonbon.”
She looks over at him. “Hmm?”
“I’m sorry for all the stuff I used to say to you. I never meant any of it.”
“Huh?” Bonbon looks at him confused.
“You know. That stuff about you being overweight. I wasn’t serious.”
Bonbon seems to understand what he’s talking about.
“I never meant that monkey stuff either.”
Anon chuckles a bit as he rubs the back of his neck.
“To be honest, you’re actually rather attractive the way you are.”
Bonbon can feel that heat on her face again.
“T-Thank you.” She looks up at him nervously as well. Still feeling weird about this entire situation. “I think you look rather handsome as well.”
Anon can feel that smile on his face grows more. This change between the two of them is becoming more welcome in his book. The both of them return to cleaning the pots, the air between them completely clear.
Anon sits down on his couch tired. Helping Bonbon clean up took a bit of time, but the two of them managed it in the end. Now he’s home where he’ll relax until it’s time to head over to Bonbon’s for dinner. So while he has the free time, Anon decides to pay Celestia a visit. Anon walks over to his fireplace where an eternal green flame burns. Anon grabs a piece of parchment and writes down a quick note and tosses it inside.
It only takes a few minutes until he teleports from his home and into Celestia’s room. Celestia has a gentle smile on her lips as she rests on a cushion beside a fire.
“It’s been some time since we’ve spoken, Anon.”
Anon nods. “Yeah, how have things been?”
“Better now that Luna is starting to reach out to her ponies.”
“Always good to hear how well the both of you are doing.”
“How are you doing, Anon? It seems as if you’re different today?”
“You’re not going to believe this, Tia.”
Her smile grows as she waves a wing over to a spare pillow that sits beside her.
“Entertain me.”
“I’m happy to hear this, Anon.”
Celestia has her wing resting on Anon’s back as the two of them recollect on Anon’s sudden change with Bonbon.
“Yeah, it’s been going well.” He then remembers why he came her. “Can I ask you a favor?”
“You need not ask, Anon. We are friends after all.”
“Twist, Bonbon’s daughter. She wants to go to the earth pony school here in Canterlot. Is it too much to ask for you to put in a good word for her?”
“Hmmm? Well, I have no problem accepting your request. However, I ask for one thing in return.”
“What would that be?”
“Let me meet Twist. I wish to see the potential inside her.”
“Um, sure? When will you get free time?”
“How about now?”
“Now?!”
She nods. “Yes, during your dinner should be fine.”
Anon thinks it over. Celestia is doing a huge favor for him and all she wants is to see the kid. Is it really too much to bring her along to this dinner?
“Ok... I guess it’ll just make the surprise better if she hears it from you.”
Celestia nods. “Let’s depart. Time is closing towards your dinner.”
“Alright, I need to get ready. Can we drop by my home real quick?”
“Of course.”
Celestia teleported the both of them from her room and to Anon’s home.
“Make yourself at home. I shouldn’t take long.” Anon says before he walks off towards his bathroom.
Anon is dressed and ready for dinner. Celestia and he are walking towards Bonbon’s home while the sun slowly descends from the sky. All the ponies around are awestruck at seeing their princess in Ponyville. As they walk along Celestia gives each pony a soft nod and gentle smile as they pass. Thankfully they get to Bonbon’s home without much fanfare and Anon knocks on the door.
“Come in!” He hears Bonbon shout.
Anon opens the door for Celestia and lets her walk in first. She gives him a nod as he walks in and closes the door behind her.
“Is that you, Anon?” Twists asked from upstairs.
“Yup! I also brought company!”
“Company?” He hears Bonbon from the kitchen.
The sound of Bonbon and Twist walking towards the front of the shop can be heard. Exactly at the same time they enter, Twist from the stairs and Bonbon from the kitchen door. They freeze as they instantly catch sight of Celestia. Anon can see the shock on both their faces, so he decides to break the ice.
“I was chatting with Celestia a few hours ago and told her about Twist. She was interested in meeting her.”
Anon can see Bonbon visible gulp, a thin line of sweat building on her brow.
“W-Welcome your highness.” Bonbon gives a shaky bow.
“No need to bow, my little pony. This is your home after all.” Celestia says with grace. She then turns her gaze to Twist. “Are you the pony Anon spoke of?”
Twist slowly nods, almost in disbelief that this entire thing is happening. She even adjusts her glasses some.
“No need to be shy. Celestia is just like everyone else.” Anon says.
Twist takes the initiative and walks down the stairs and up to Celestia. Obviously, Celestia stands significantly taller than her, but even then she’s still not as tall as Anon.
“H-Hi.”
Celestia smiles down at the filly. “Hello, little one. Anon has told me many things about you.”
“Really?”
She nods. “He told me that you would like to attend the earth pony school in Canterlot?”
“Of course!”
Celestia smiles at the fillies enthusiasm.
“Come closer.” Twist walks closer to Celestia. “You know that it takes a lot of hard work to stay in that school. While it’s true I can get you in, it’ll be up to you to stay. Can you do that?” Twist doesn’t even hesitate as she nods. “Very well.” Celestia rests a wing on Twist. “On my crown, I will grant your access, but on your word you must become a mare everypony will remember.”
“I will, Princess.”
Celestia pats Twist on the head with her wings just before she brings them back to her sides. Celestia then looks up towards Bonbon. She walks up to her.
“I’m grateful to be in your lovely shop. I hope you don’t mind my unexpected visit.”
Bonbon shakes her head. “No problem at all, Princess! Would you like something to drink?”
“No, thank you. I can wait like everypony else.”
“How long till dinner is ready?” Anon asks.
Bonbon looks at him. “A few minutes.” She then looks back at Celestia. “Please, make yourself at home.”
Celestia nods as she walks over to a couch and takes a seat. Anon just shrugs and takes a seat next to Celestia.
“I’ll let you know when everything is finished.” Bonbon quickly runs back into the kitchen.
So now Anon, Twist and the Princess are left alone in the main part of the store. Twist still seems to be in a daze about this entire situation. Anon snaps his fingers to grab Twist’s attention.
“You doing alright there?”
She shakes her head some to regain focus.
“Yeah, I just can’t believe the princess is here!”
Both Anon and Celestia chuckle a bit at that.
“I have to say you have a lovely home.” Celestia says.
“Thanks! My mom has worked a really long time to get this place.”
“Is that so?”
Twist nods with enthusiasm. “Yeah! I remember when it was just my mom and Ly-” Twist suddenly goes quiet. “Um, well, she was working out of a normal house.”
Anon notices Twists hesitance to bring up Lyra. Even Celestia notices this as well.
“Yeah.” Anon speaks up. “It was just Bonbon in her kitchen back in the day. I remember when she bought this place and started selling candy.”
Celestia nods at that. “It’s good to hear stories about my little ponies.”
Anon groans. “You know I hate when you say that.”
Celestia chuckled. “It’s true, Anon. Each and every pony is special to me.”
“Even me?” Twist asks.
“Especially you.” Celestia gives Twist her motherly smile.
“What about me?” Anon asks.
“You’re not a pony, Anon. Don’t be silly.”
That gets a chuckle out of both Anon and Celestia. Anon has to admit that he loves being around Celestia, she’s really down to earth.
“Dinner is ready.” Bonbon says as she comes back into the main room.
“Shall we?” Anon waves towards Bonbon.
“Of course.” Celestia gets up out of her seat.
Anon feels great. He can easily bet that Bonbon nor Twist was expecting this to happen.
Dinner went off without a hitch. At first, it was rather awkward, but Anon was able to get everyone chatting about random things. Twist being the pony talking the most. Usually about her time in school and things like that. Yet everything must come to an end. All in all, Anon can say that this dinner went swimmingly.
“I know I said it before, but, thank you.” Bonbon says to Celestia.
“There is no need to thank me. Anon simply asked and I knew that I couldn’t deny him.”
“Can I have a million bits?” Anon asks.
Celestia whaps the back of his head with a wing. That seems to get everyone but Anon chuckling. Anon rubs the back of his head with a fake pout.
“Asking out of greed and asking out of love are two different things, Anon.” Celestia says.
Anon rolls his eyes. “What if I love money?”
“Don’t be silly.” Celestia turns her attention to Bonbon. “I thank you for allowing me into your home. I hope you and your daughter live long and prosper.”
Bonbon bows before Celestia. “I can’t thank you enough.”
“Alright, that’s about all I can take. Come on, Celestia. If we don’t leave now then she’ll never stop thanking you.”
Now it’s Bonbon’s turn to pout as the three of them laugh. However, before Anon and Celestia can leave, Twist runs up to Celestia and hugs one of her legs.
“Thank you.”
Anon can see the love in Celestia’s eyes as she uses her other leg to hug Twist.
“Work hard, My little pony.”
Once they’ve broken from their embrace Anon and Celestia finally manage to get out of the house. The stars are in the sky and the night has just begun.
“Live long and prosper?” Anon questions Celestia.
“I’ll admit that I’ve grown fond of that saying from your world. It simply resonates goodwill towards another.”
“Yeah, if only you knew the entire story behind that saying.”
“Hmm? Another story from your world?”
Anon chuckles at that. “Maybe another time.” His mind returns to dinner. “Today was a good day.” Anon says.
“Indeed. It’s been awhile since I’ve shared a meal with such a lovely family.”
“What do you think of them?”
“They’re good ponies at heart, but I can’t shake this feeling that you and Bonbon are still avoiding one another.”
“Why do you say that?” Anon asks curiously.
“Call it intuition. There’s just something holding the both of you back.”
Anon nods. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
Celestia stops with Anon in the center of the street and faces him.
“Anon, you have become a great friend of mine. That is not something I say easily. So, please hear what I say next carefully.” Celestia has Anon’s full attention. “Do not hide your heart behind what happened in the past and what you think the future holds. If you follow your heart, then it will not steer you wrong.”
Anon isn’t really sure how to respond to something like that. So he does the only thing that makes sense, he laughs.
“That was pretty sappy, Tia.”
Celestia lets out a snort. “Just heed my words, Anon. I will speak with you later.”
“Alright, tell Luna I said hi.”
Celestia gives Anon a nod just before she teleports back to Canterlot. Anon is left alone in the streets of Ponyville. He looks up at the night sky.
“Follow your heart huh?”