>>2011872820118728

>The seven you of sat down at the burger stand.

>Well, it was more like a burger and donut shop... You know, one of those hybrid stores.

>Everyone was laughing and having a good time as they told stories about their day.

>Except for you. Right now Rainbow Dash was retelling the story about how you got slammed by that rock of a beast.

>"So here he was, running down the field with nothing but the goal mind. A wall of guys in front of him, but no one to pass the ball to. Without any warning, he charged the wall when BAM! Bulk Biceps tackles time straight to the ground!"

>"Oh my, it certainly sounds like it must have hurt..."

>Fluttershy looked over toward you while you took a drink of your milkshake.

>"Yeah, he like TOTALLY blacked out for at least five minutes."

>Sunset lightly hit Rainbow on the shoulder.

>"Rainbow, that isn't a very nice thing to say! ...Even if it was true. I thought we were all friends."

>"Yeah, but Anon knows how much of a wimp he is. Right Anon?"

>You seemed to have been lost in thought again. Or so they thought.

>You were actually eyeing someone across the room, a face that you recognized that would cause a shit load of trouble.

>"...Anon?"

>They all looked in the same direction before Rainbow hid her face.

>"Ah, crap..."

>"What's wrong, darling?"

>"It's Gilda..."

>A larger, muscly woman was making hell for some of the other customers as she pushed her way through them.

>"Well, well, well. If it isn't Rainbow CRASH and her dorky crew!"

>That wasn't Gilda's voice..!

>>2014268120142681

>You turn around a bit, just to see three burly dudes walking into the store.

>Even Fluttershy is cowering now.

>Just by looking at RD and Flutters, you knew this wasn't going to be a good time at all.

>Gilda approached you and the others, strutting along her way, being all high and mighty.

>"So, dweebs. What do you think you're doing in MY shop?"

>"Look, Gilda. We're not here to pick any fights. We're just here to hang out."

>Rainbow seemed a bit nervous.

>"Oh really now? Well, I don't think you and your crew belongs here. I run this place, and what I say goes."

>Joe, the owner, coughed at that remark.

>"Excuse me miss, but /I/ own the shop. And what /I/ say goes."

>Gilda glared at Joe.

>"You want a piece o' this, smart guy?"

>You put your head down on the table.

>Shit Anon, think. One friend is about ready ti piss herself in fear, while the other isn't looking too good either.

>The three guys walked behind you and the girls.

>"Oh, look at this. Who's the toots?"

>The one who seemed like the leader put himself between you and Sunset.

>"Why are you hanging with these chumps when you can be with us REAL guys?"

>Sunset rolled her eyes.

"Hey man, just.. Back off. We don't want any trouble, and if Sunset wanted to be demoralized by you, I'm sure she would have said something."

>All three of those brutes laughed at you.

>"Get a load of this guy."

>"Hah, yeah. What a man."

>"Aww how adorable, he's defending his girlfriend."

>Without warning, they take you off of the stool you were sitting on, and throw you on the ground.

>Unfortunately, you just landed on your bad shoulder, sending searing pain up your arm and into the core of your body.

>Sunset shrieked and jumped off the stool.

>"ANON!"

>Rainbow got up behind her to help you out, but Gilda blocked their path.

>>2014389320143893 (You)

>Rainbow stood in front of Gilda, staring directly up at her.

>"Get out of our way, Gilda. We told you we didn't want any trouble!"

>Gilda merely laughed and shoved Dash back on top of Sunset.

>The both of them lay dazed on the floor as Fluttershy openly weeps.

>"Yeah, well now you found it, dweebs. Anyone else want to take me on?"

>Hoops and Score held you down while Dumb-bell started to wail on you.

>"This is what you get for trying to be a hero!"

>Through the laughing from the trio, and the searing pain in your body, would barely make out what had happened in the chaos.

>Applejack and Pinkie stood up, as well as Joe coming out from behind the counter.

>"Now, listen here you four. You stop this non-sense right now."

>Joe took Gilda away from your group while the rest of dealt with the trio beating on your sorry ass.

>"Get offa him!" Applejack held Dumb-bell back by the arms, struggling as her kept trying to throw punches.

>You lay on the floor in a daze, trying to shake yourself back to full attention. Pinkie Pie held Score back.

>The only one left on you is Hoops.

>Gilda was now pushing Joe around, Sunset laying on the floor crying as Dash got up.

>Fluttershy was being consoled by Rarity...

>How could you fix this situation? It was your dumb idea to come to the shop...

>You arm was still hurt like a bitch, but using your good arm, you push yourself upright to rest on your bad arm.

>You throw a sucker punch at Hoops, landing square on his jaw.

>"Aw, come on! Oh, good, ow..."

>Dumb-bell managed to pick your bad shoulder again, sending another wave of searing pain through your body.

>"Looks like this punk has some fight left in him!"

>>2014427520144275 (You)

Looks like we're getting close to post limit in this thread. Sad, sad day.

>You groan slightly as you stand up, still a tad wobbly.

>Just the sight of this fucker standing in front of you makes your blood boil with rage.

>Adding the fact that Sunset is on the floor, crying, and Rainbow isn't of much help... You really go over the top with this one.

>"Yeah, what are you going to do about it, punk? You couldn't find to save your life!"

>It's true. With your arm strapped up like this, you really wouldn't do much.

>You take a deep breath before undoing Sunset's Jacket.

>The black leather was already dirty from the floor and the kick, so letting it fall off was no big deal.

>Rarity, watching all this happen, just gasps.

>"Anon, but you arm! You shouldn't be--"

>Rainbow put her arm on Rarity's shoulder.

>"Let it go, Rarity. He's a man on a mission now."

"You storm into this shop. You willingly torment my friends. You have the gall to make innocent girls cry..."

>You hang your head for a few seconds.

"You people disgust me."

>"Yeah? What 'chu gonna do about it, string bean?"

>You couldn't take it. As he kept taunting you, your rage grew more and more.

>Without even thinking, you lunge straight for Dumb-bell, taking and Applejack down with you.

>Thankfully, AJ was able to move off to the side just before impact so she could roll out of the way while you wailed on him.

>Your right arm screamed in agony as you forced it to throw punch after punch. Beating his face as you try to redeem your honour.

>The whole store looked in awe as Anon, that quiet person, just beat on one of the town's biggest bullies until even he cried for you to stop.

>You kept going for a good few minutes until your body was completely exhausted.

>Rarity and AJ pull you off of him and over to a corner as the four of them helped their now bloodied friend up, and out the door.

>Your arm was now a mess, blood streaming down it from the kick... Must've been cleats.

>Sunset looked at you.

>>2014459620144596 (You)

>Sunset watched in horror as you were mercilessly beaten.

>The only thing going through her head was "Why can't I stop this?"

>She cried rivers of tears.

>Suddenly, you stood up. Her hopes rose a bit as she watched you.

"You storm into this shop. You willingly torment my friends. You have the gall to make innocent girls cry..."

>You hang your head for a few seconds.

"You people disgust me."

>"Yeah? What 'chu gonna do about it, string bean?"

>Suddenly you do the unexpected.

>Sunset watched in even more horror as you lay in on that son of a bitch.

>She wanted to scream for you, for them, for this entire chaos to stop...

>But nothing would come out.

>Her tears choked up her words as she coughed softly.

>Then it was over.

>Just like that, in an instant, it was over.

>She got to get a good look at the damage you caused to that asshole.

>His face was severely fucked up. Going to need some major stitching to fix that.

>Looking at you in the corner, Sunset didn't know who or what she was looking at.

>She began to panic.

>Without warning, Sunset took off, running out of the store. She tore off the necklace and tossed it to the ground. All that she cared about was getting away. Getting away from everything.

>Your arm cried. It cried many, many tears of blood as you sat against that cold wall.

>Seeing Sunset run off like that make you feel sick again. Yet, you didn't have the strength to go after her.

>The other girls helped one another as they walked out.

>You really did it this time, Anon... You let your anger get the better of you, and drove them away.

>Your head falls back against the wall as you feel yourself slipping away.

>Joe kneels beside you, holding you gently.

>"Hold on!"

>Your eyes blink slowly.

>"Help is on the way!"

>You are so very tired.

>"Hey, kid? Kid! Hey!"

>Sleepy time already?

>"Stay with me!"

>Yeah, looks like it.

>"Someone get me a bag of ice ASAP!"

>You finally slip away into unconsciousness.

>The last thing in your mind was Sunset.

>>2014493520144935 (You)

>Sunset sat on her bed, curled up into the fetal position as she sobbed.

>She really didn't know what to think. Her head was totally scrambled from that bar fight she just witnessed.

>Was Anon trying to protect them? Or was he really just some beast?

>Sunset's phone rang. Picking it up, she could see that it was Applejack trying to call her.

>She sets the phone down.

>A minute later, the phone goes to it's answering machine.

>"Hey uh, Sunset. Ah uh... We know that yer upset about this an all, but... Some of us are going ta visit Anon. Y'know, ya make sure he's alright. We thought ta ask you if ya wanted ta come along... If you need us, we'll be down at the hospital."

>Click.

>Sunset picked up an old photo of her and Celestia back in Equestria.

>She began to cry harder as she hid her face in her arms.

>"Looks like she isn't picking up, y'all..."

>Applejack took her hat off, and held it low.

>"I don't blame her... That poor darling was absolutely devastated by that.... Display of violence."

>Pinkie Pie frowned.

>"I wonder how Nonny is doing... He looked pretty bad back there."

>The group walked on in silence.

>You slowly wake up. Bright lights... White room, bedding...

>Oh god and your shoulder. It hurt now more than ever.

>You sit up slowly before a hand holds you down.

>"Just lay there. You're in no condition to be moving around."

>You look to your right to see a girl in a nurse's outfit tinkering with an IV unit.

>Yeah, you were in the hospital. Must have blacked out.

"Miss? Uh... Can you explain to me what happened, and how I got here?"

>She giggled softly.

>"You were in a fight at the local restaurant. The owner called in an ambulance, and we stitched you up. Gotta say, you took quite a beating..."

>You look straight forward. Surely that prick had more stitches than you.

>A phone next to you rang.

>The nurse answer it.

>"Hello? Yes, he's awake. Alright, send them down. I'll let him know."

>Click.

>"You have visitors, Mr. Anonymous."

>>2014522120145221 (You)

>You look over at the doorway. You could see some shadows on the floor of someone standing on the other side.

>The door opened slowly.

>"Hey, thanks, nurse."

>It sounded like a guy... But who would be visiting you?

>In walks Pinkie, Rarity, Applejack, and.. Brad.

>This oughta be good.

>Upon seeing your body and bandages, Applejack's look went fairly grim while Rarity covered her mouth.

>Brad took a seat beside your bed.

>"Hey Anon, how's it hanging?"

>You look at the girls more than Brad, feeling a tad shaken up.

"It's... Not too good, by the looks of things."

>"Yeah, I would think so..."

>He puts a hand on your good shoulder.

>"The girls told me about what happened back there. Back at the restaurant, I mean. That was some ballsy stuff you did, Anon."

>You break a soft smile.

>"No one's had the balls to do what you did today... Looks like you got pretty messed up for it, though."

>Brad handed you a mirror. You could see that the top of your head was bandaged up, probably from being thrown down so hard.

>Your face was full of cuts that were treated, some bandaged too. You already could tell how bad your arm was...

>You look back at Brad.

"...What about Sunny? Is she okay?"

>He looked down at the bed, trying to think of a way to put it lightly, but also being direct.

>"She..."

>Applejack stepped forward.

>"She ran off ta who knows where. We tried ta call her to see if she'd come with us... But there hasn't been any answer from her."

>"That poor dear must be terribly shaken up from that fight you had. You were... You... You..."

>Rarity even seemed shaken up.

>"You were TOTALLY vicious Anon!"

>The sudden realization of what you did all came rushing to you.

>You thought about how Sunset must have felt. Scared, confused.

>You try to sit up again, getting your legs to the end of the bed.

>Both Brad and the Nurse reach out at you.

>"Hey now, Anon. You can't be going anywhere. You need to rest."

>>2014564020145640 (You)

Looks like I'll be spending most of my time here. Sonata story is ded.

"I NEED to see Sunset! She's probably worried about me.."

>You try to move off of the bed, but as you move your upper torso, your right arm wails at you in a scream of agony and fire.

>Yeah, that shoulder definitely dead for the time being.

>"Anon, please, jus' listen ta reason... Stay here where they can take care of ya. Before you even got here, yer bandages were soaked in blood. It is better to stay here than to pop those stitches out..."

>You'd hate to admit it, but they were right. No matter how much you wanted to go and visit her, hold her close to your body as you calm her down.

>Rarity walked up and held your left hand.

>"She'll come to her senses eventually, Anon... It will jut take some time, that's all.."

>"Yeah, for all we know, she could just around the corner."

>You look at the door. Everyone can see the concern in your expression.

>Brad sighs softly.

>"Look, man. Sunset may be different, but she isn't stupid. Give her some time, and she'll come to you. Right now your job is to get better so you can get out of this place."

>Everyone looks at Brad. No one has ever seen him like this before.

>"But if you don't... I'll be the first one to find you, and whip some sense into you. You got that?"

>You nod slowly.

"Yeah... I got it."

>Brad stands up and moves a wheeled table over next to you.

>He reaches into his jacket pocket and puts the necklace you gave Sunset down on the table.

>The necklace has some cracks in it, and the claw hook is completely trashed.

>You figure she must have forced it off, and threw it down.

>"I found this on the ground while on the way over here... Before I ran into the girls. I thought you might want it."

>Just seeing it made you want to go back to sleep. Sleep and never wake up.

>You look to the other side of the room. The others take note of your sudden change in mindset.

>Applejack rubs Rarity's back gently.

>"He needs some rest, y'all."

>>2014589520145895 (You)

>It's been three days since the fight at the bar happened.

>Sunset wasn't the same after that.

>All that she really did was stick to herself. Go from class to class quietly. Actually tried to avoid the other girls.

>That day's rotation for classes came by again.

>Sunset sat by the window once more, looking down over to the sports fields.

>She heaves a heavy sigh.

>The clouds were dark and brewing. Looked lik it was going to storm.

>Sunset's insides felt the same way. She pushed her own feelings aside as she examined her plant.

>It drooped quite a bit due to the lack of sunlight. Still green, but now looking just as bad as she did.

>Damn, she never thought so many things would aid in her feeling worse.

>Anon, why did you have to do that? You big dummy...

>She taps her pencil on her notebook, lost in thought. She just couldn't concentrate today, and even her classmates were in their own little groups, talking about her.

>Sunset laid her head down on a desk. Though she didn't want to, she would have to make up some excuse as to why she couldn't work.

>Over in Theatre Arts class, Rarity and Fluttershy sat at some tables, working on some outfits for their acting crew.

>They take their time, idly chatting to one another as they measured, cut, and sewn away.

>"Oh, I wonder how Sunset is doing."

>Fluttershy nodded softly.

>"Yeah, I haven't seen her around in a while. I hope that she is okay."

>"Yeah... Seeing someone lose control like that would be very frightening to a girl like her."

>Fluttershy pricked her finger on a needle, some blood drawing from it. She gently puts her finger in her mouth to lick the blood off.

>"Yesh... It... Was hard on ush all."

>"Maybe we should get the others and see about visiting her this afternoon."

>"Shounds like a nish idea."

>Without even thinking twice, Rarity handed Fluttershy a bandage.

>"You should really watch what you're doing."

>Fluttershy gave a sheepish grin.

>"Thanks."

>>2014611020146110 (You)

>The afternoon finally came along. The girls all got out of their classes and met in front of the school.

>"Oh, I hope we haven't missed her."

>"Nah, I doubt it. She's probably just dragging herself along."

>Applejack lightly hit Rainbow on the shoulder.

>"That wasn't very nice, Rainbow. You KNOW she's been havin' a hard time."

"OW! What? It's not MY fault that she was there..."

>Applejack rolled her eyes.

>A few minutes later, Sunset came out of the front doors. The girls rushed up to her as she put her hands over her ears.

>Rarity put her hand on Sunset's arm, causing her to lower her guard.

>"How are you feeling, darling? Any better?"

>Sunset sat down on the stairs with a heavy sigh.

>"No... I still feel pretty awful."

>"So why have you been avoiding us, huh?"

>Rainbow got hit again by Applejack.

>"Ow, hey! It was a legitimate question!"

>Sunset put her head down on her arms again.

>Rarity and Fluttershy sat beside her.

>"You know, what you did wasn't that bad... I mean, some of us sometimes just need to get away from things for a while.."

>"Yeah, but you like... Totally took off when Anon needed you the most!"

>Everyone but Sunset glared at Pinkie.

>"What? It's true."

>"Yeah, thanks guys.. I just... Want to be left alone."

>Rarity gave Sunset one last pat on the back.

>"Well, if you need someone to talk to, you know we're always here, darling."

>Sunset nodded. The rest quietly got up and left.

>"Pinkie, Rainbow, y'all are REALLY pushin' it today..."

>Brad walked into the room where you were assigned to.

>Your room was a third-floor room with a window to look out the front.

>Just what you needed, to see people going in and out to visit their friends and family... But no one you for.

>Today wasn't so bad. You are able to sit in a chair, at least. Your arm was still pretty banged up, the bandaging needing to be changed once every few hours.

>Brad took a seat in a chair just beside you.

>"Hey Anon."

"Oh, hey."

>He could tell that you were still upset.

>>2014647020146470 (You)

>Brad looked out the window as well.

>"I.. don't really have good news for you. Sunset's been very... Outlandish lately."

>You knew the feeling all too well, being cooped up in the hospital.

>Brad scratches the back of his head slightly.

>"You mind telling me what went down?"

>You sighed. There was no point in hiding anything about the fight, given that half of the school must have heard about it, if not seen it.

>You explain to Brad about the fight. How it started, who got hurt, who got shoved around. And how you went ape shit on that Dumb-bell.

>He seemed to be pretty impressed, but hid it well.

>Sunset walked along down the street, holding her phone.

>She looked down at her contacts list... Your room's phone was given to her by Brad.

>Sunset debated calling in to you, but decided to put her phone away.

>She looks up to the dark sky.

>"He probably hates me now. Hates me and my stupidly stupidness..."

>She began to cry as the rain starts up.

>You slump in your chair.

"She probably thinks I'm a monster..."

>You heave a sigh as the rain starts.

"She probably hates me now."

>Brad put an arm around you, being sure to put on your collarbone and not your shoulder.

>"Nah, man... I'm sure she thinks about you all the time."

>You really, really hope so.

>>2014673120146731

>Brad took his hand off of your collarbone, letting it rest on the arm of the chair as he opens up his bookbag.

>He takes out what looks like some fresh baked cupcakes.

>"Here, I thought you'd might want some. The girls told me about how you made some the other day and didn't get any... So I took the time to get some made up for you. Especially since how hospital food is.."

>You shudder at the thought of the bland hospital food.

>Regardless, you take the package of cupcakes and sit them on the table next to your bed.

"I'll eat some later. But... Thanks anyway."

>You return to looking outside.

>Brad gets up and puts his bag over his shoulder again.

"Brad?"

>He stopped on his way out.

>"Yeah, Anon?"

"...If you see Sunset, make sure she's okay. I'm worried about her."

>He smiled to himself.

>"Yeah, sure thing Anon."

>Sunset walked down the road. The rain was really pouring down now, and she didn't have an umbrella.

>Her clothes were drenched, and her hair was completely down.

>Worst of all, her mascara was running. Whether it was from her crying or the rain, no one would be able to tell.

"Oh, what's the point? I don't think Anon would want to see me. Pinkie was right, I ran away from him..."

>She kept thinking of different reasons why you'd hate her, and that you'd never want to see her again.

>Dragging herself along, a sporty dark blue car pulled up to her.

>The window rolled down to reveal Brad.

>"Sunset! Are you okay? Get in!"

>Sunset looked at Brad for a minute before stepping into his car.

>>2014741020147410 (OP)

>Brad and Sunset drove around town for a bit.

>Sunset got to dry herself off while explaining her side of the story.

"And... And that's when he... He.."

>She was still choking on her own crying.

>Brad nodded slowly.

>"That's when he just started to beat on him."

"Yeah, how did you?"

>"Anon told me."

>Sunset looked out of her window.

>"You know Sunset... I don't think Anon likes you very much. He didn't seem to happy to hear about you in the hospital."

>Sunset looked at him with a slightly shocked expression.

>"In fact, he really just didn't seem to want to talk about you."

>Sunset's tears began to flow harder.

>"You should try to forget about that loser. He's nothing but trouble anyway."

>Sunset kept crying. She now buried her face in the towel she used to dry herself off.

>"You need someone who is actually responsible."

>Brad never took his eyes off the road.

"There's no way that can be true! Anon... Anon isn't like that!"

>He slowed to a stop just outside of the hospital.

>"Do you really want to test that idea? Do you want to be thrown to the wolves again?"

>Sunset gasped softly. Her eyes shook as she remembered when she was alone just days ago.

>She quietly shakes her head.

>"Then let's forget about that wanna-be and go do something fun."

>Sunset Shimmer said nothing. She couldn't say anything, nor did she want to.

>She had a feeling something wasn't right... Next Chapter: Sunset's Birthday - Day 2, Part 4 Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 33 Minutes