>Sunset and Anon are dating, and though it's cliche to say at his age, Anon believes he's in true love.
>He loves every thing about his bacon goddess.
>He loves when she laughs real hard and le out a little whinny, then get flustered about it.
>He loves how she gets beat red when he asks for a piggyback ride- he had sprained his ankle once on a morning jog, and she insisted it was an emergency.
>He now asks just to mess with her, the idea of him on her back always getting her riled up.
>He loves how she sprouts wings and a horn and does magic.
>Yes, he loves her, and wants to know everything about her.
>It's why, after much asking, she is finally going to show him around in her world.
>"You ready, Anon?" she asks as they stand before the mirror.
"Yep. I've been practicing my four-legged walk just for this."
>She huffs a quick laugh.
>"Yeah, and made the whole school think your an overly whimsical boy."
"It beats embarrassing myself in front of ponies."
>She wraps her hand in yours and smiles.
>"Well then, let's put all that practice to the test. I can't wait to show you the sights."
>He smiles and nods, and they step through the portal together.
Sunset blinks her eyes rapidly, turning her head to look at her coltfriend.
>He's such a handsome man that she's sure he'll make a gorgeous stallion.
>... He's shorter than she'd have thought.
>He almost looks like a...
>"Sunset! You're here!" Princess Twilight cheers, wrapping her friend in a quick hug before stepping back. "And you brought... Um, who is this? I thought you were bringing your coltfriend."
>"I am her colt-er-boyfriend," the green colt says, voice cracking. "I'm Anon."
>Twilight's smiles becomes strained.
>"Is that so... Well, you're certainly a little cutie. By the way, how old are you, exactly?
"Um, almost sixteen?"
>"Almost sixteen! Wow! You're practically all grown up! Sunset," she says, turning her twitching smile to the sweating mare. "Can I talk to you alone for a minute?"