"A-anon, do I have to do this," you ask, shaking like a leaf outside at the entrance to the building.

"No," he begins, and you prepare to bolt with his blessings, but he continues. "But I think you should. Listen, Floor, you know I don't mind being there for you, I'll always be there for you, but I think it'll be good for you to make some other friends. And here, you'll be able to meet ponies like you. Ponies who are trying to get out there and meet new people. Ponies who are brave like you."

You blush. Anon always does this to you, makes you feel like more than the pathetic NEET that you actually are. That you deserve more than what you've been given. And as untrue as that is, he makes you believe in that way only he can do.

"Will you come in with me...?" you ask hesitantly, getting him to smile.

"Of course, I was going to whether you asked me to or not." You smile up to him, and he walks you into the building. The hand he keeps on your withers comforts you as you reach the room number the meeting would be in, and with a gulp, you push the door open.

Inside there are ponies, all crowded at the edges of the room, blank flanks planted in plastic chairs. They're NEETs, just like you.

Anon and you settle into a couple of chairs, front and center, his decision, and wait patiently. Anon, in his typical fashion, waves kindly at the other ponies, and a few shakily wave back.

Finally, after ten painful minutes of waiting, the door opens up, and whispers can be heard outside. Leaning forward, you see a yellow rump and long, pink tail, and something purple beyond that.

"Oh, I don't know, Twilight, are you sure you shouldn't do this? You are the Princess of Friendship, after all."

"And you're the Element of Kindness. Listen, I know you can do this, these ponies need help, and you're just the mare to give it."

"... If you really think so... I'll try."

"You'll do great, Fluttershy, just believe in yourself." With one final hug, the purple pony leaves and the yellow one takes a big breath before entering the room.

She's not a NEET, if the butterfly cutie mark is anything to go by, but she has the presence of one. Her body language closed off and she's fighting to keep her nose from touching the ground. "H-hello everypony, my name is Fluttershy, and I'll be hosting this NEET Meet and Greet... catered by Sugarcube Corner."

A loud, somehow pink-sounding voice from the distance yells, "The number one provider of sweets for party NEETs!"

"Um, right, and I hope we can all leave here tonight being able to call eachother friends," the pegasus finishes, swinging a hoof in front of her in the universal symbol for can-do-attitude.

It falls flat as everypony just stares. "You're not a NEET!" one stallion calls, getting a mare on the opposite side of the class to nod in agreement.

"Yeah, I didn't come here to be told how I should live my life by a normie!" As others begin to add their voices to the discontent, Fluttershy eeps and begins to shrink into herself.

Looking to Anon, You see the frown slowly form on his face to match your own, and he looks ready to say something, but you beat him to it."Hey! Leave her alone!" you shout, rising from your seat and surprising everyone in the room, even yourself.

You begin to wilt under the attention, but steel your nerves. No, this mare was just trying to help you all out, just like Anon did for you, and you aren't going to let these ungrateful idiots break her down. Stepping to the front of the class and besides Fluttershy, you level your most intense glare at the NEETs. "Ms. Fluttershy here is just trying to help us make friends and not be a bunch of anti-social losers, so how 'bout you pull the cheesepuffs out of your ears and listen to what she has to say!"

"B-but, she's not a NEET, though," one pony pipes up weakly, realizing he doesn't have the internet to hide behind here.

"Y-yes, that's true, but I almost was." You turn to look questioningly at the mare as she gives you a thankful smile and steps forward. "I got my mark later than most, and someponies didn't think I'd get it at all. I was even one of them. I was bullied horribly because of it, and even after, I didn't get over those memories right away. I shunned other ponies, only letting my family and closest friend in for the longest time. I didn't think I needed ponies when I had my animal friends. I thought I was happy being alone.

"But one day, more ponies came into my life than I ever thought would, and they showed me how wrong I was. They showed me that what I thought was happiness was only settling for not being sad. And most importantly, they showed me what true joy was, and that friendship is magic."

Everypony stares at the mare in silence, until one draws out a long, "Gaaay."

"Oh, shut up, faggot."

"What, you coming to the mare's rescue? Yeah, just keep sucking her clit."

"Whatever, retard."

Fluttershy slumps as the room devolves into name calling and you sigh. Anon approaches the both of us, hands in his pockets as he watches the spectacle and says, "Hey, you tried your best, and for what it's worth, I thought what you had to say was really touching."

"Um, thank you..."

"Anonymous, and this here is my marefriend, Floor Bored."

You blush, but still manage to look at the pegasus. "Uh, yeah, and I'm sorry these ponies are acting like this, it's just how NEETs are used to talking to each other. I'm sure they'll start getting along soon... maybe."

"I hope so," Fluttershy mumbles. "I don't want to let down Twilight, and having friends really is wonderful. I would really like for these ponies to realize that."

"I'm sure they will, but until then, I say we raid the snack table while the rest of the ponies are fighting," Anon comments, licking his lips. "Those cupcakes are calling my name."

You smile, and Fluttershy manages a weak one as well. The meeting goes better than you expected, though still nothing near how Fluttershy probably thought it would. She attempted meekly a few times to get things back on track. Trying to adhere to the list a friend gave her and have everypony sit in a circle to introduce themselves.

It didn't work, but the bright side was that, over the obscenities and insults, laughter began to be heard. The ponies slowly began to break off into their own little groups, and seemed to start really enjoying eachother's company. And by the end, some were even exchanging information to meet up online later.

Fluttershy, Anon, and you all stood by the entrance, watching the NEETs scatter into the night. "Well, looks like some of them made friends, after all," Anon comments.

"Mhmm, I'm very proud of them," Fluttershy responds, turning to both of you. "And I'm glad I made two new friends, as well. Really, it means a lot that you two tried so hard to help me."

You blush and scuff a hoof across the ground. "It's no big deal, I mean, you set this up to help ponies like me, so it's the least I could do."

"Yeah, and it's been great meeting you," Anon adds, "As a matter of fact, Floor and I were just going to spend the rest of the night in the apartment watching movies. You want to join?"

"That sounds nice, but I have some friends waiting for me inside that want to know how things went, then we're all supposed to go out to dinner."

In a flash of inspiration and boldness, you reach into your hoodie pocket to pull out an old receipt and pen.
"Here, this is our apartment and email address. Maybe we can meet up some time to hang out... If that's something you'd want."

"Oh, I'd love to, thank you, Floor. And maybe I can introduce you to my other friends too. I'm sure you'll like them." Agreeing, you soon part ways with you and Anon walking home.

"Aren't you glad you decided to go?" Anon asks, smiling.

You smile as well. "Yeah, I'm glad I got to make a new... friend."

Author's Notes:

Artist is Cinderfall.
This is as of yet not canon to the main story, and if it were, it would be quite some time after the main stories events.
I just thought I'd upload it since I already had it written and thought some of you would get a kick out of it.

Also
Extra Bonus!
Anon getting a job in Equestria, finds his lack of a cutie mark to hinder his efforts. Luckily, he has an alternative...

At the employment agency, the pony stares down at the resume you are working on together and hums. "Yes, yes, this is coming out nicely, Mr. Mous, you've had quite the colorful history in the workforce."

"Uh, yeah, I got around. Just sort of did whatever needed doing, you know?"

"Yes, that is very admirable of you. Not many ponies are so willing to settle for anything less than what their special talent dictates, but there simply aren't enough employment opportunities in singing for everypony with a microphone cutie mark to become a popstar."

"Yeah, I can see that. Guess some talents aren't too marketable."

"Indeed. Oh, that reminds me though, I still haven't filled out the section for your cutie mark. Would you like to describe it too me, or simply remove your pantaloons. I know they can be a pain to get in and out of."

"My... cutie mark?"

"Well, of course. Cutie marks are very important for employers, even if they may not have immediate use for your specific talent. You'd be amazed at the kind of crazy situations can crop up that an obscure talent can aid in. Why, I once heard of a balloon animal talent aiding in the chase of a crazed sorceress."

"How?"

"Who knows, but it's the reason why your cutie mark is so important... Unless you don't have one..."

"No, I have one! Just, uh, let me get these pants off."

Several seconds later, you have your bare ass pointing at the stallion as he ogles it, intrigued.

"Oh, how exotic. Is it normal for you humans to only have your mark on one flank?"

"Yep, completely normal."

"Interesting, and... what is it?"

Craning your neck back, you look at the crude image of a guy doing a girl doggy-style on your left ass cheek. "A bad life decision."

"What was that?"

"Massage. Yeah, and, um yoga. Yep, that's what it means."

"Ooh, multi-talented, we're have you a job in no time, Mr. Mous."