"Once upon a time, in the boring human world of Earth, there lived a faggot that loved to write. He sat down one day, thinking of his life. 'Ponies are cool,' he thought, and began to go to work at what he knew would be one of the greatest literary masterpieces in all of written history. When he was finished with this pinnacle of human literature, he gave it to his mother to seek her approval. 'Quit being a faggot,' she had said, rolling up yet another blunt. 'Your face!' he yelled as a rebuttal, angering his mother and making him receive many a whooping. He then browsed the lonely internet, ass stinging and spirits broken, searching for anything that might repair his destroyed aspirations. As he wondered through the depths of 4chan, he came to a wonderful sight. There, on a post about technicolor ponies, sat a single picture of a poorly drawn Rainbow Dash wearing a top hat with the caption, 'U cen du it :3'. "I'm inspired," the boy said, and without hesitation, clicked on a link next to the photo, bringing him across a wonderful site called Fimfiction.net. "Whoa!" he said after eight straight hours of browsing the many, many stories of ponies copulating and other adventures that were completely irrelevant to the plot of this very paragraph. "These stories are subpar to medium good! I might have a chance at this stuff!" he said excitedly, eager to write for the community. "Maybe if you weren't such a bitch." his dog discouraged, immediately jumping out of the three-story window afterwards. "Ah, I didn't need him anyways." He said, and posted his story on the site. The next day, he awoke with many views and comments both critical and bullshitty, the words 'generic' and 'classic' showing up very frequently in his feed. "Mannnn," he lamented, "I wish I wasn't such a pleb." He moped for the entire day, the Dead Island Trailer Theme everywhere he went, leading to the mass confusion of everyone he interacted with. He came back to his computer later that evening and checked the fan fiction site, seeing he had one more notification. "Wonder what it could be." He said, clicking on it. It was another comment, but this one was different from the rest. "U cen du it :3" It said, bringing a tear to the boy's eye. The inspiration was unfathomable. He continued to write for the very small crowd, and eventually, it grew from 3 people to 4, and he was absolutely ecstatic. He then-"

"Excuse me." Blaze interrupted the large speech with a raise of his hoof.

"God, what the fuck do you want, Blaze? I'm in the middle of an epic saga of pain, triumph and courage!" Spark yelled.

"I just..." Blaze started. "What are you even talking about? I sincerely don't understand a thing you're saying."

"Are you really that much of a shit stain?" Spark asked angrily. "I'm talking about this story. The author's struggle to make us happen. You wouldn't be here if it weren't for this! This story is the very foundation of your existence."

"Yeah, yeah, I know that." Blaze said. "I just don't know if what you're saying is completely accurate. In fact, I don't know if what you're saying is accurate at all. In any way."

"Oh, really? If you know so much about it, why don't you tell the story?" Spark asked.

"Well, for one, I don't think the readers care all that much." Blaze defended.

"Of course they do!" Spark said. "What else would they want on a year anniversary?"

"I don't know, maybe a Spark and Blaze chapter filled with our stupid banter?" Blaze asked.

"Well, they're sure as hell not getting that." Spark said. He began to stroke his chin. "Okay, how about this: We get some strippers, and then-"

"No." Blaze face hoofed. "Something special and/or exciting."

"You can't sit there and tell me strippers are not both of those things." Spark said with contempt.

Blaze sighed. "We're not getting strippers." He thought for a few moments. "Why don't we just talk about how the past year has been?"

"I guess." Spark said with a deflated attitude. His spirits suddenly perked up. "Wait, I just noticed something. This story has been going on for a year."

"Yeah." Blaze said. "What about it?"

"This motherfucker has been writing this piece of shit for a year!?!?" Spark yelled.

"Yeahh." Blaze said, not sure of why his friend was so surprised.

"Holy fucking shit, dude." Spark said, shaking his head with a laugh. "I thought he'd give up after Chapter 3."

"You weren't even around in Chapter 3." Blaze said.

"No, but I was a thought at that time, and I saw how shitty he was doing." Spark said.

"Well jeez, it's a good thing you kept faith." Blaze said sarcastically.

"You're damn right it is." Spark said.

"Alright, well anyway," Blaze said, trying to get to the point of the conversation. "It's been a pretty great year. This story has had some crazy adventures so far, not to mention how fun it's been to write."

"Hell, yeah." Spark chimed in. "Flash made some friends, we got shitfaced, and you two got laid!"

"And it was all because of you guys." Blaze said. "Even through all the good and bad writing, we somehow managed to keep an audience!"

"Well, it was mostly me that kept them here." Spark said vainly.

"Even when the story was no more than a small collection of poorly put together words and phrases easy enough for a preschooler to understand, you guys stayed with us, leaving friendly comments telling us how to improve."

"And other not-so-friendly ones."

"But they all helped us nonetheless. We can't even begin to believe how far this story has come. It started out a year ago as a simple Human in Equestria story-"

"Ultra classical and boring Human in Equestria story." Spark corrected in an over exaggerated mocking tone.

"But now, thanks to you guys, it is much better than that. As the story progressed, more and more of you began to join the ride, encouraging us with your helpful comments and helping us to make this all possible. Then, 1,000 views, 80 likes, and 110 comments later, we end up here, a year later, thanking you guys. That is just-"

"Fucking shit balls amazing." Spark finished.

"Couldn't have said it better myself." Blaze said. "When this story began, we definitely did not expect any of this. This is just WAY above and beyond what we thought we would ever have, and we thank you guys so, so much."

"I honestly just expected a total of 2 people. When I saw there were 5 views I nearly shit myself." Spark said. "And forget 1,000 views. That's four fucking digits, guys! Four digits! Holy shit!"

"You guys are the best audience any amateur author could ask for. You have no idea how incredible it is to see comments written by you guys saying how much you liked a certain part, or how much you loved the chapter. We never knew we would actually have people reading this story on a regular basis, let alone positive comments talking about how you can't wait for the next chapter. We are so grateful for you."

"You guys are some insane motherfuckers to be reading this story." Spark shook his head. "But we fucking love you. No homo."

"We do love you." Blaze said. "It may seem like something small, but we appreciate you guys reading this more than anything. It means so much to an author to see people enjoying the writing, and it means so much to us to see other people enjoying our adventures."

"Even the parts without us in them." Spark said.

"Especially those parts." Blaze said. "If it wasn't for you guys, we wouldn't be here, this story would probably still be on Chapter 5, and you'd be doing something much more productive than reading this."

"Whether it be watching My Little Pony, playing video games, buying a house, moving out of your mother's basement, getting a job, going on a date for once in your life-"

"That's enough, Spark." Blaze interrupted. "Anyways, one last thing. If you've been here since last year, 1. There's something seriously wrong with you for sticking around all this time, and 2. You are the absolute best. Whether you've written comments, or just silently sat by and read, we appreciate you so much. Without your encouragement all the way from the beginning, this story would be no where near what it is today."

"You the real MVP." Spark said.

"You guys are the best. All we could ever ask for is right here. We just hope you continue to enjoy the story as much as we love living it."

"And we really fucking love living it, so you better enjoy the shit out of it." Spark said.

"Or at least tolerate the mediocre writing." Blaze said.

"Either way, if you're reading this, you're 20% cooler than every other human on Earth." Spark said.

"That was awful."

"Hey, I'll say whatever the fuck I want, this is a thank you to the people." Spark defended.

"Alright." Blaze said. "Well, we don't want to keep you too long, and we don't have much time either. We gotta be at a certain coronation soon, but we just want to give one last thank you to you beautiful people for being so supportive and amazing in every way."

"Seriously guys, brohoof." Spark said, holding his hoof out, followed by Blaze doing the same gesture.

"If anyone deserves a brohoof, it's you guys. Again, we thank you, and we hope you keep reading our adventures. They're about to get a lot more fun."

A door suddenly slammed open, and the two looked to see a white pegasus dressed in a nice tuxedo looking at them.

"Guys, what are you doing? The coronation is in an hour and you're not even dressed??" White Flash scolded.

"Hey, how about you go fuck yourself?" Spark said. "We're thanking these wonderful motherfuckers!"

"Who are you even talking about?" Flash asked. He quickly waved it off. "Never mind. Just please get ready, guys? This is kind of a big deal."

"Hey, you worry about you, okay?" Spark said.

Flash threw his hooves into the air in defeat. "Whatever, just don't show up naked." He said, walking out of their house.

"Fucking bitch, telling me to get dressed for a bullshit coronation. Why is she even a princess? Fucking M.A. Larson..." Spark trailed off as he looked for any nice clothes he could scrounge up.

Blaze shook his head with a smile. "Have a wonderful summer, everybody."

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Author's Notes:

Fun fact: Halfway through writing this, I had it completely perfect and then Satan decided to slap his wrinkly dick across my face and the page 404'd and I lost the ENTIRE CHAPTER. I'm still pissed about it because this ended up being substantially less of a thank you than I originally intended, and I sincerely apologize. Please forgive meh ;_; I was going to release this on the 29th on the actual year anniversary, but I wanted to get it out so I could start working on more.

As a side note,

THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH

I feel like I'm being redundant but I really cannot thank every one of you enough for sticking around to read this. It's been so much fun to write, and I can't wait to get to work on future adventures for you wonderful people.