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What's His Angle?

By Hearthsong
Created: 2026-05-15 21:59:38
Updated: 2026-05-17 16:40:52
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    Getting a little burnt out writing "The Mercenary", so I figured I'd blow off some steam with a quick thing. Three parts at best, maybe?
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    Part One:
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    >As Micro Chips flees down the hallway, terror in his eyes, you can't help the satisfied smirk that drifts across your face
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    >Another day, another nerd parted with his lunch money
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    >Stuffing the handful of bills in your pocket, you wonder what you'll treat yourself to today
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    >Most of the staff in this dump is woefully incompetent, but you'd be hard pressed to say anything bad about Granny Smith
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    >She's old enough to not be intimidated by you, and she makes the best damn apple pie you've had across two worlds
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    >You huff amusedly at the quip as you primp your red-and-yellow toned hair, tossing it back over your shoulder and giving the sleeves of your leather jacket a tug to get them more comfortable
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    >(You) are Sunset Shimmer
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    >Former prodigy of Princess Celestia in Equestria, and current queen of this Public School in this human world
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    >And if that seems like a massive step down, well
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    >That's because it obviously is
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    >But that's fine, in about two months you'll be back where you rightfully belong
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    >Placed on the hierarchy where you should be properly placed
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    >And as for everypony who tried to deny you those spots?
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    >Well, they'll be dealt with appropriately
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    >Your mind wanders as you indulge in thinking of how you'll dole out your vengeance, walking on auto-pilot towards the cafeteria
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    >Of course, while it's enjoyable once in awhile to revel in revenge fantasies, logically speaking it's not very wise to do so while you're traveling through the halls of the school
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    >Most of the student body is smart enough to stay out of your way, but...
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    "Oof!"
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    >As you collide with another person, you're thoroughly reminded that some people are just too stupid to know how to handle themselves
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    >Rubbing at your hip in irritation, you see a flash of green enter your vision from above
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    >It's a hand
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    >A hand you've quickly come to recognize, which makes your already poor mood sour even more
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    >Sure enough, when you follow up that arm, past the shoulder, to see the face of your assailant
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    >"Hey, sorry about that Sunset. Guess I had my head a bit too high in the clouds."
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    >There he is, chipper as ever
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    >Anonymous F. Aggot
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    >About the only person in this school "your age" (lets not think too much about that right now) that still has the nerve to look you in the eye without you deigning to do so first
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    >Grinning in a manner more charitable people would describe as 'good naturedly' (you prefer moronically)
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    >Keeping his hand out, waiting patiently for you to take it
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    >Your brow furrows as you swat it out of your way to get up on your own power
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    "Get that dirty thing out of my face, Anonymous. Who knows where that's been?"
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    >At that Anonymous just laughs and rests his hands on his hips
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    >"Fair enough. You alright? Took a pretty hard spill there."
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    "Don't pretend you actually care. If you want me to not sic Flash on you you'll get down on your knees and give me a real apology."
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    >It's a bit of a bluff admittedly - Flash has been... distant, lately
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    >Not that you especially care about his emotional availability, given that you're just using him to bolster your own status
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    >But it does make it difficult to get your toy to do the things you want him to, which is a problem
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    >Your only other gophers are Snips and Snails
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    >And while they're surprisingly sneaky and can... mostly follow directions, provided they're not too complicated
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    >You don't think they could beat up someone even as slight as Anon
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    >You've seen better coordination out of drunken Yak dignitaries, seriously
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    >As you expected though, Anon just flashes you another grin
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    >"Sorry, doctor said I shouldn't strain my knees too much. Tell Flash to go easy on me when you send him after me, would you? See you around, Sunset."
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    >And doesn't even wait for a response before he continues on his way, despite your irritated protests
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    "I wasn't done with you, Anon!"
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    >"Time waits for no man!"
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    >And he waves without turning back
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    >This fucking guy...
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    >Anonymous is a fairly recent transfer, as far as you can tell
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    >Showed up at the start of the year, slotted into Junior Classes and immediately made...
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    >Zero splash
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    >Academically? His grades are just 'fine', upper middle of the pack at best
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    >Socially? A bit of a loner, but not in an unfriendly way
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    >Aesthetically? Nothing much to speak of - verdant green skin, somewhat long hair that rests just past his shoulders, a dark olive green that, combined with the length of it, reminds you of seaweed
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    >Torn up jeans, graphic tees, and scuffed shoes
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    >Realistically, there's nothing about this guy that should put him on your radar
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    >Except...
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    >Despite you making it very clear you think of him as a bug to be stepped on, he insists on trying to be friendly with you
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    >You can't figure out what his angle is
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    >Anonymous wouldn't be the first person to try and ingratiate themselves to you
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    >Snips and Snails were the obvious examples
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    >The idiots waited on you hand and foot purely so that you wouldn't crush them under your heel
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    >Anonymous didn't have the vibe of a minion, though
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    >Far too sunny for your liking
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    >He didn't seem stupid enough to think he had a shot with you
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    >Having Flash on your arm made your standards very apparent, and he fell far short of them
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    >But when every other student in the hall looked away from your gaze, handed over their money, or outright leapt into their lockers in some goofy attempt to hide
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    >Anonymous just met your gaze and greeted you 'good morning' like you were peers
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    >If he was trying to diminish your intimidating image, you could understand it
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    >But that didn't ring true, either
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    >It was infuriating
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    >You resolved to bitch about it on end when you hung out with Flash later
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    >Point your trophy boyfriend's fists in the direction of his face
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    >Maybe get Snips and Snails to trail him a bit just in case he didn't prove cooperative
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    >If you couldn't get the point across violently, there were other, subtler ways to help your 'friend' understand where he fell
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    >The same place everyone else did across two worlds:
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    >At your feet
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    Part Two:
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    >It's a month out to the Fall Formal
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    >Plans are already in place to make sure the various cliques know who they're voting for, just in case they get any wild ideas about putting down any name other than yours
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    >You've got a few ideas on how to sweeten your image up to some staff members you really need to enact, and...
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    >Flash Sentry may have broken up with you
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    >Not a big deal, really
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    >You already got what you needed out of him
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    >... Aside from a certain someone getting their ass kicked
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    >Evidently trying to pressure him into fighting Anonymous was the last straw for Flash
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    >He went on this whole rant about 'how you changed' and 'you're not the same girl he started dating'
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    >Idiot, you didn't change
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    >He just started paying attention
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    >Which to his credit you weren't expecting him to start doing any time soon
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    >But fine, whatever
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    >Your intelligence agents
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    >And you're being incredibly generous with that designation
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    >They weren't much more successful
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    >Tailing Anon wasn't the hard part, of course
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    >It's a high school, it's a finite space that he spends eight hours a day in
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    >Observing him isn't exactly hard
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    >Their findings were just incredibly lackluster
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    >As you already knew, Anonymous didn't really have any friends
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    >He wasn't unfriendly by any means, but he didn't engage with people more than he had to
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    >Incidentally he didn't participate in any after school groups or clubs
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    >Which all in all meant he didn't have any peers you could use to hurt him with
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    >Or something to get taken away from him, for that matter
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    >That took away your usual methods of manipulation
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    >But you were a resourceful girl, you just had to find a different way to put him in his place
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    >Leaning against a set of lockers in the hall, you were currently observing the fruits of your labor about to bear fruit
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    >Between classes, Anon had retreated to his locker to swap out his books for the subjects he'd be taking later today, rather than just carrying them all in his backpack
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    >That was about the only thing of use Snips had managed to give you, but it was more than enough
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    >Your seafoam green eyes widened just that bit more, as if greedily trying to get as much of a look at what was about to go down as they could
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    >Anonymous put in the digits to undo his lock
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    >(Snail's contribution, forcing him to go through all the combinations on that thing took time, but he was glad to do it, considering the alternative was your ire)
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    >And three, two, one...
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    >BOOM
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    >A cacophony of sound and wind erupted from Anonymous's locker, sending the contents inside hurtling up and down the hall
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    >Papers in disarray, books splayed out, getting their pages bent
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    >Your science teacher phoning it in a few weeks back and showing a video on how to make a compressed air explosion instead of actually teaching had stuck with you
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    >And by stealing a few supplies from his class had let you save this treatment for rainy days such as this
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    >Rigging the balloon, bottle, and hot water to go off when he opened his locker was the real challenge, but again
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    >Former personal apprentice to the local Sun Goddess, you weren't exactly an idiot
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    >The students nearby were unsurprisingly startled by the eruption of noise
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    >Staring at Anonymous with expressions ranging from concern for his stuff to being annoyed with him, as if he'd destroyed his own locker on purpose, the idiots
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    >Anonymous...
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    >Looked around the mess that was once his carefully managed personal space
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    >Made a sort of 'huh' noise
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    >And began to pick up his things with the sort of dignity that specifically pissed you off
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    >What the fuck, man?
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    >If you had done this to Micro Chips he would've been bawling and scrambling all over the halls trying to gather up everything, begging for help
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    >This absolutely weirdo didn't even blink an eye as he straightened out his papers
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    >Tenderly stacked his books to ensure no page was dog-eared, or at least not as damaged as they had been
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    >He even had the gall to politely wave off the people that stopped playing 'stunned bystander' and tried to help him!
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    >That in itself was the last straw for you
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    >Marching up to the kneeling idiot and fwumping down, grasping at papers before he could
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    >When he recognized your presence he put on that same stupid grin that got your blood running hot
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    >"Hey there, Sunset. Real polite of you to help out. Especially since I'm pretty sure this is your doing."
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    >You paused midway through grabbing at one of his books to stare at him, startled
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    "You got any proof of that, Anonymous?"
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    >You tried your best to keep any concern out of your voice, but you just know you could hear it still
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    >Knowing you were projecting weakness just made you even angrier
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    >Anon, unaware of your inner plight, just shrugged
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    >"Well, no. But I don't know if you've noticed or not, Sunny, but no one else in this school is really enough of an asshole to do this kind of thing."
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    >Your chest unwound a bit at that, though you could feel your left eye twitching
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    "That's SunSET, idiot. If you're going to insist on talking to me you should get my name right."
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    >"Fair enough, Sunny. So, we good? I don't really get what set you off, but this does seem like a pretty good retribution."
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    >If it had been anyone else, honestly?
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    >You probably would leave them alone for a bit after this, if only to give them time to think about what they did to piss you off in the first place
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    >But this fucking guy...
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    "Are you too stupid to even respond to being pranked right? Grit your teeth or something."
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    >You registered your frustration by 'accidentally' sliding the book in your hands down the hallway, far out of Anonymous's reach
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    >He just watched it fly along the tile placidly, before staring you directly in the eye
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    >"We got a saying back where I came from, Sunny. "This too shall pass". This is annoying, sure. But what's ahead of me is worth enduring it. I think you understand that, in a way. You got something you're looking forward to, right?"
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    >For a moment you regarded Anon questioningly
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    >Something about that statement felt... oddly heavy
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    >Before you could question it though, Anonymous gestured to a poster nearby advertising the Fall Formal
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    >"Going 3 for 3 and all."
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    >You let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding as Anon got up
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    >He still offered you his hand, and just like before, you slapped it out of your face
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    >"We just gotta keep it going a little while longer, and it'll all be worth it. See you next prank, Sunny."
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    >With that Anonymous picked up his final book and slid it all back into his locker, nice and neat
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    >Retrieved what he needed, and was on his way to class
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    >You took a few moments to sit there on the ground like an idiot
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    >Staring at the Fall Formal poster
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    >It felt like something was sliding back into place
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    >... He wasn't wrong
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    >Once you had your Crown what would it even matter that Anonymous was a pain in the ass this year?
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    >Once you have the power you deserve, you can really deal with him
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    >Keep your eyes on the real prize, Sunset

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