>It's another lovely day in Ponyville.
>The birds are happily chirping, animals are frolicking in the woods, and ponies everywhere are laughing and chatting as they go on about their days.
>When you first arrived you lived in Canterlot Palace under the close and watchful eye of the royal sisters.
>You got along wonderfully with Princess Luna, as she was a fellow night owl..err pony.
>However Princess Celestia was less comfortable around you.
>Something about bipedal creatures being vomited out of portals and sailing through the air into royalty tends to put ponies on edge you guess.
>Princess Luna found it hilarious though.
>When Princess Celestia felt you weren't the latest in a string of world-ending disasters she assigned you to live in Ponyville.
>It's just too busy and noisy.
>You hate it.
>That's why you chose to live on the furthest possible edge of town instead.
>When you requested that you be allowed to build a cabin on the edge of the nearby forest Princess Celestia looked at you funny.
>She asked you if you were crazy, but eventually relented when you insisted that you were uncomfortable surrounded by so many ponies.
>Sure you're sociable enough with the few ponies you see when you head into town for supplies, but you just can't deal with that all day everyday.
>Because you live so close to the Everfree forest you can count on one hand the number of times you've received visitors and that's just the way you like it.
>So when you hear a knock on your door early one morning you're caught by surprise.
>Getting up from your comfy chair by the fireplace you pull your blanket around your shoulders and go to see whose bothering you so early in the day.
>Pulling open the door to the cabin you are greeted by a purple pony with a red mane and a broken horn.
"Uhh... hi?"
>The purple pony looks up at you, clearly uncomfortable, and stands up straighter.
>"Mr. Anonymous?"
"The one and only."
>You tap your foot, annoyed at the interruption.
"Now more importantly what do you want at this hour?"
>"My name is.."
>The pony stops mid sentence and looks at the ground.
>Nuh-uh. You don't have time for this kind of stuff.
"Your name is... what exactly?"
>Taking a deep breath, the pony looks up continues.
>"My name is F-Fizzlepop and Princess Celestia has assigned me to guard you.
"Wut?"
>Fizzlepop looks around nervously before repeating herself.
>"I said my name is Fizzlepop and Princess Celestia has ordered me to stay here as your guard."
"No, I heard you just fine. I want to know what you're talking about."
>"The princess told me that as part of my ...rehabilitation I'll have to stay here and keep you safe."
"Tell you what, the next time you see the princess I want you to deliver a message for me."
>"Umm... I don't quite know when I'll be seeing her again but alright."
>You look down at the strange pony who interrupted your quiet for a moment then promptly shut the door in her face.
>Before you can turn and walk back to your chair Fizzlepop starts banging on the door again.
>Ripping the door open you glare at the annoying pony.
"What do you want now?"
>"Please Mr. Anonymous, the princess said I needed to do this."
"She did huh? Too bad."
>"But-"
>You put your hand over her mouth silencing her.
"Look fizzy or whatever."
>"Mph"
"I've got nothing against you personally, but I just don't deal with other people."
>Fizzlepop stares at you with a strange mixture of emotions on her face.
"Or in your case ponies I suppose."
>She takes a step back and sits down on your doorstep.
"What are you doing?"
>"I was told to guard you and so I'm going to do just that."
>Angry now, you thrust your finger in the direction of the sun hanging high overhead.
"Do you see that? That is the friggin sun!"
>Surprised by your sudden shouting Fizzlepop takes a step back.
>"I-I don't know what that has to do with me guarding you."
"The fact that the sun is so high means that it's day time now."
>"Err.. yes, That's right."
>You put your hand on your forehead and then sigh.
"I sleep during the day.
>"That's a little odd, but... okay."
"You don't get it do you."
>"I think I do."
"That means when I step away from this door I'm going to bed."
>"I can change my sleep cycle to match yours if need be."
>You slam the door shut and walk away, ignoring the shouts of protest from your annoying guest.
>"I'm going to stay here all night if I have to!"
>Laying in bed, you pull the covers up to your chin and nestle into your pillow.
>You drift off into an uneasy sleep thinking about Fizzlepop.
>Some time has passed and night has fallen upon Ponyville.
>Rising from your slumber you stretch and pull yourself slowly out of the bed to do your daily ritual of the three S's.
>Shave, shower, and shit.
>Feeling clean and fresh, you step out of the shower and dry yourself off.
>You hear a chorus of howls from the edge of the forest.
>Shaking your head, you pull on your bathrobe and make your way to the front door.
>You keep a lumber axe near the front door for the times you have to remind the Timberwolves who owns this land.
>Wolves or not, they're just wood and burn the same as any other lumber.
>You hear another howl much closer this time.
>Axe in hand, you hesitate before opening the door.
>She wouldn't really stay on your door step all day.
>There's no way.
>Right?
>The howls are practically right outside your door this time.
>However this time the howling is accompanied by a distinctly feminine scream.
"Fuck!"
>Ripping open the door, you hoist your axe and charge.