Be Anon
>You've finally escaped from prison
>You didn't hate it there or anything
>Believe it or not it was a very nice place
>More like a rehab center for criminals
>It even had a pool
>But something importing had come up
> Last night you created a bike made from spare parts you found lying around the prison
>You got on your bike and pedaled out the front door
>Now you're on your way to...
>Hang on a sec what's that noise?
>You look back
>And you see Cookies on top of a carriage being pulled by four other guards!
>"Anon, get back here this instant!"
>She looks pissed
"You don't understand Cookies, I can't miss this opportunity."
>"What opportunity?"
>You explain your motivation for escaping to cookies, which the reader can't know yet
>"Is that really worth having and extra WEEK added to your sentence?"
"Of course it is!"
>Cookies' expression of anger turns to one of concern
>"Anon please come back to the prison."
"No."
>"Please Anon? I'm only saying this because I love you."
"No."
>"Please?"
"No."
>"please?"
"No."
>"Alright, fine!"
>She's angry again
>"Guards, prepare to shift into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE!"
>The four guards nod in unison
>"Ma'am, yes ma'am."
>Cookies produces what look like four white candy bars
>"Concentrated sucrose bars made just for catching escaped prisoners, we call them speed sticks!"
>She throws the "speed sticks" down at the four guards who quickly chew and swallow them
>Immediately you notice a change in their demeanor
>They look more like hungry wolves than ponies
>And they're looking at you like you were an injured deer
>And the worst part is that they're catching up to you now
>"You're coming back to prison with me, and after The Warden extends your sentence, WE. ARE. GOING. TO. CUDDLE!"
>You had no idea that someone could demand cuddles in such a threatening manner
>You pedal faster and make a sharp turn into an alley
>There's no way that carriage could fit in here
>You look back and...
>Oh no
>They weren't trying to fit inside the alley
>They're destroying the two buildings surrounding it to make room for themselves
>Neither the guards nor cookies seem to mind the collateral damage
>"No prisoner has ever escaped from me, not a single one!"
>Pedal faster, pedal faster!
>You leave the alley and make your way to a marketplace
>There's no way they would risk the safety of the ponies
>Except they would
>You hear a bunch of ponies screaming as the carriage continues to chase you
>No food stand escapes their wrath 
>After a few minutes you start to feel tired
"I'm not gonna make it."
>That's when you see it
>Your destination
>Taco Island!
>A new restaurant chain that had opened up in Equestria
>You overheard some guards talking about it back in prison
>There was plenty of different food in the mess hall
>But tacos weren't one of them
>You hear a crashing sound 
>Oh no, they've found you
>"You're mine now Anon!"
>You immediately start pedaling towards the restaurant
>But one of the guard ponies grabs the back of your bike with his teeth and you're sent flying forward into the restaurant
>You made it, you finally made it
>That's when you hear either crashing sound
>The carriage is inside the restaurant
>Cookies hops off of the carriage, paying no mind to the other four ponies who seem to be knocked out, and slaps some cuffs on you
>"I told you, no prisoner has ever escaped me!"
>Suddenly, Cookies gets handcuffed
>"Huh, what's going on?"
>Oh look, a police pony
>"Ms. Cookies n' Cream, you and your four cohorts are under arrest for large scale destruction of property."

Be Cookies
>You did it
>You got your coltfriend back into his prison cell
>Unfortunately you're in there with him
>And the four other guards who helped you catch him are in the cells next to you
"I can't believe I did that."
>Anon is laying down next to you, throwing a ball in the air and catching it.
>"It's alright, you're only gonna be in here for a week."
"You don't understand Anon, I'm a guard. Do you have any idea what this will do to my reputation?"
>"You have a reputation?"
"I'm the toughest guard in the prison remember?"
>"Oh yeah, because you're the only one who would come near me."
>Anon wraps an arm around you
>"At least we get to share a cell for a week."
>You smile
"Yeah that is nice."
>You jump onto Anon's bed
"Let's go to bed Anon."
>"But it's only Eight pm."
"I didn't say I wanted to sleep."
>He slowly understands what your saying
>"Okay, let's "go to bed".
>An entire week of uninterrupted cuddling
>Maybe this wouldn't be so bad