When your eyes open, you wipe the sweat off your skin and sigh to yourself. Here you are. You're in your new life. Next step: Get out of the country. You rise to your feet and try to stretch the soreness out of your back from a hard night of sleeping on the floor. Your eyes move down to Redheart who sleeps peacefully still. You smile wryly, but decide that letting her sleep in some more is the more polite thing to do than to wake her up with a little 'fun'.

You walk out of the bedroom to your furnatureless apartment. Sadly, it's likely to stay that way, unless you can find something being given away for free. Maybe an old couch or something? At very least it would give Red somewhere to sleep. You walk to the refrigerator and open it.

Sadly, it lies as empty as you'd expect. You just moved in yesterday. Of course there's no food. You don't even have any grounds to make a small cup of coffee. You close the fridge door dejectedly. You could probably run down to a nearby convenience store. Get some free newspapers and some basic necessities. Heck, you guys don't even have toilet paper. That could have been a disaster.

You head to the bedroom, grab some bits, the key to the apartment, and pause. There's something in the corner of the bedroom. You notice it just out of the corner of your eye. You focus on it, and you immediately recognize it. It's a film camera. You walk towards it slowly, then pick it up. You turn the device over in your hands. There, on the floor, is some rapid developed pictures, lying face down. You pick up the pictures one at a time, studying each carefully. With each new picture your heart sinks a little lower into your stomach. Each is a picture of you and Redheart sleeping.

Some pony was clearly in your home last night.

Then, there are three soft knocks at your door. Holding the camera, you walk to the front door, trying to keep your footsteps light. The door to the hallway is clearly still locked. You still have the key. What the fuck is going on here? Did Fluttershy already find where you guys live?

You look out the peephole, and there's nopony standing outside. You take a deep breath.

"You're just hearing things, Anon. It's going to be okay."

You open the door and step out into the hallway. Just at the end of the hallway, you swear you see a dash of pink flash out of sight. You study the hallway of your apartment, but the world stands still as you critically examine your surroundings. Not a door opens. Not a creak is heard. You sigh to yourself. Then you look to your feet.

You find a small stick on the ground.

You pick it up, turning the object over in your hands. You realize what it is from the two bars showing proudly on one side. A pregnancy test.

Closing your eyes, you step back inside your apartment, holding the camera in one hand and the stick in another.

It has to be Fluttershy. She's doing this to antagonize you. You look down to the camera. At very least, it might be a tool you can use in the future. For now... if Fluttershy is going to try to make your life miserable... she's going to have to try a lot harder than that.

You step outside the apartment, leaving the camera inside, and lock up before heading down the hall.

A gnawing fear follows you as you head into the city. If this is only the second day of what she said will be the worst week of your life, what's still to come? You ponder this as you hold the test in your pocket, your mind wandering to dangerous, dark places.