@Twilights-Secret  
I’m sure if twilight finds out what he did to her “daughter” he’s gonna get ALOT more than jail time

Anon was later found dead with his question mark cut out of his face, since he didn’t have any eyes

@Twilights-Secret  
I think Anon had diarrhea which is more difficult to distinguish.

That’s not payback, that’s like ten levels of escalation. Anon should legit go to jail for that. If it weren’t a princess that might lead to child protective services doing stuff.
 
30 lashes for anon.
 
Also there should be suspicion of something else going on when the stool is obviously shaped of having come from a much larger being than a little filly…
 
And distinctly different from a horse’s. I somewhat doubt just eating salads would be enough to mimic a completely different digestive system.

Yeah Human Anon’s asking for a dick kicking.

@Background Pony #F97A  
That is equal parts disgusting and hilarious.

…Well this is just simplistic.

anon will learn the true meaning of pain

@galaxy news  
/mlp/s anonfilly general

where did this coming from?

The story this was inspired by;
 
>Be Anon  
>Sitting in the bushes outside of the Friendship Castle  
>You check your watch  
>12:30; Twilight should have finished her nightly checkup (and possible feeding) of Anonbabby a half-hour ago  
>You were good to go  
>You took one of the keys Twiligh had left with you ‘in case on an emergency’ and slithered over to the window outside Anonbabby’s room  
>Thankfully Twilight had made the nursery on the ground floor, in fear of her unicorn offspring unlocking the vrib latch, exiting through the baby-locked door, crawling down the hall and falling down the staircase to a premature death  
>The neverending worry she had over her child was cute though  
>Anyway, it was time for vengeance  
>Anonbabby had INTENTIONALLY shat on your carpet the last time Twilight visited your place  
>That diaper didn’t come off by accident  
>So it was your job to mete out justice  
>You unlocked the window, and raising your legs through, silently slithered  
>Wait, would Twilight have some magical way of detecting the window opening?  
>Well, too late now  
>You stealth forward at an excruciatingly slow pace, eventually reaching the crib  
>The base of the bed only sat about eighteen inches off the ground, and the bars another eighteen  
>Pony babbies were small  
>Anonbabby was sleeping peacefully- pefect  
>You lowered the gate, and reached down and slowly, carefully, pulled her diaper off and moved it towards her chest, to deflect any possible suspicion  
>She didn’t wake up, thank god  
>Two seconds of crying and Purple would teleport in here, ready for changing, cuddling, or combat  
>Now for the hard part  
>In preparation of your vengeance you’d only eaten soup and crackers for the past couple of day  
>You managed to position your ass over the baby, and let out a stream of semisolid shit onto her  
>‘Mmmmmrph’ you head the sleeping Anon mutter in annoyance  
>It had cascaded over her legs, chast, and most of all, face, your gooey excrement soaked into her fur and the fabric of the crib mattress  
>Your work complete, you pulled your pants up, shimmied back out the door, re-locked it, and headed back home
 
>You woke up early in the morning (you never needed much sleep), and after a big breakfast of vegetarian tendies, headed outside  
>As you walked to Twilight’s castle to check up on your victim, you heard a pop and some screeching coming from the next street over  
>You ran across, suspecting what was happening  
>The doors to the hospital was wide open, slowly shutting on their own  
>You ducked inside to see Purple running into the emergency room, with much crying echoing through the halls  
>You chased after Purple, eager to see your handiwork  
“I’m a friend, she knows me.” you answered, still walking towards the rooms in glee  
>Dumb mare didn’t even argue  
>Here in Happy-Happy Land, everypony trusted everypony  
>You ducked into the treatment hall and heard a panicking Twilight holding a screaming Anonbabby over her shoulder, pleading with a doctor inside one of the operating rooms  
>“And when I came downstairs she was sleeping in her own feces, it was EVERYWHERE, I don’t know how the diaper came off! I cleaned her up, but she’s still crying and her eyes are red! I think she has an infection, what do we do??”  
>You sat down in a chair outside where you could watch, but decided not to say anything  
>Dr. Stethoscope used one of those optometrist scopes, the flashlight shining brightly into a very pissed Anonbabby’s eyes while he peered through the glass  
>“Yep, that’s a serious infection of conjunctivitis” he answered in a deep African accent  
>He pulled an eyedropper and open beaker, filling the latter with a solution from bottle on a high shelf  
>Now miss, I’m gonna need you to keep your baby’s eyes open while I apply this medication” the doctor said  
>Twilight laid Anonbabby down on the paper-coated bed, the latter wailing like a banshee  
>“Just look at mommy, okay? Look at mommy… look at mommy…” Twilight hushed  
>Dr. Stethoscope used the dropper twice in succession, and the crying grew an octave higher as the saline solution entered babby’s eyes  
>Twilight put Anonbabby back over her shoulder and made soothing noises, and the crying slowly shrank down to minor sniffling  
>“We’re gonna need to reapply that every thirty minutes for the next four hours.” Stethoscope said, turning over  
>“Now I reccommend you read this.” he answered in a displeased manner, handing her a pamphlet  
>From your angle you could make out the title  
>‘Taking Proper Care of your Foals:’  
>”“A Guide for Negligent Parents”  
>You could FEEL Twilight’s heart break  
>That’s what you get for making everyone go to your stupid district rezoning meeting, bitch