// You left home early that morning, there was work to be done in the Ponyville town hall, and it seemed like your handy human services were more valued with each day. It was no big deal; mostly writing papers and some manual work here and there when needed. The objects you brought from earth — the electronics in special — did wonders when combined with pony magic. You was quite glad they worked in Equestria, because otherwise, you'd be just another useless creature in the zoo.

However, there was one gadget you preferred to keep for yourself — it was far too personal, and carried a heavy load of memories from your home world — also… your pictures. You've taken hundreds of them since you arrived, most of those in secret.

Nothing terribly odd — no — it's just that being as you are, a human being among ponies — and close to a very special one — you wasn't willing to ruin your chances of living peacefully just because of a silly crush.

Or so you thought.

That day you forgot to bring the phone, but it was nothing to worry about; after all, you wouldn't need it at the moment. What you wasn't expecting was that Rainbow Dash herself would show up in your house earlier — for the weekly wing care you so kindly offered. The pegasus liked her wings sharp as blades, and your hands… boy, they had a magic touch.

She stood by door as she called your name, but soon she would notice you wasn't home yet. Nothing to worry about, she thought. Rainbow wasn't in a hurry, and she knew you wouldn't mind if she waited inside.

It wasn't on her plans to mess around with your stuff, but there was something crazy about that glassy thing over the counter. She may have just 'accidentally' turned it on, and not accidentally at all gasped as she found your gallery.

Your work day was officially over, and you headed home eagerly. However, there was something else you didn't expected to find when you turned the knob and made your way into the house, halting in the doorway to your room.

"Hello Anon."

Your right hand froze in mid-air, as you stared at the smirking pegasus lying in your bed. Her hooves clutched your phone tightly against her chest, and by that moment — you just knew.

"So… I've been wondering. What's so secret about this phone-thing of yours?" //


- Just a little thing I wrote to fit this artwork.