Chapter 15

“Come on, please?”

“No.”

“Just once, I promise it’ll be different this time.”

“Last time, you made me wear a cloak that said I was your slave.”

“It didn’t say that though!”

“Might as well have.”

It’s been a couple weeks since I took this job and almost a month since I came to this world. Funny how time flies when you’re working for some bigwig and you’re already fighting off scumbag bearded bastards and thugs wherever you go. After I saved Diamond and her little friend from being taken away from those thugs, the kid’s been acting like I’m some kind of role model. Every day I come to Mr. Rich’s house, she’s usually the one to answer the door before Randolph. It was weird how her attitude towards me took a whole 180 degree turn from being a spoiled little brat to a sweet talking young girl in my presence. There had been a few other satisfying developments in town since my stay. Moon was able to acquire a job as Twilight’s aid around the library and helps people find books and stuff. I’ve noticed that she and Twilight have grown quite fond of each other and have both been talking about the fundamentals of magic and the history of Equestria during their spare time. Although, I wish I could say the same for the rest of the town. Though there are some who have accepted Moon into their community, there are those who still give Moon that sideways glance. I guess one party and kind smiles wouldn’t be enough to convince these people to see that she’s not what they know her to be.

“Please, big brother Axel?” Diamond pleaded, folding her hands together.

There it is, the line that has recently been putting me under some kind of spell. I say it’s a spell but it’s more like trigger words, since she’s not a unicorn human. At first, I just thought she called me that once before out of kindness and wanted to be cute about it. However she seems to have a knack for calling me big brother whenever her dad isn’t in the room and it’s just us. I was back at the Rich house after accompanying Mr. Rich on one of his usual business errands. He noticed recently that his daughter had gotten more fond of me and asked if I would use my work days to spend time with her. At first I was about to refuse, but when I thought back to the thugs that attacked us, which I’ve still yet to inform Mr. Rich about but didn’t for personal reasons. He decided to sweeten the deal by telling me there’d be a bonus in my pay if I accepted this offer. Naturally, being the closet money grubber that I am, I accepted. Especially since I was able to pay Rarity for repairing my beanie without any financial worry. Now I’m sitting here in a chair in the living room, and the little girl in question is giving me puppy dog eyes.

“You know, you’ve been calling me that for a while now,” I pointed out. “There any particular reason why?”

“Why can’t I call you big brother? You stood up to those mean people and you were right in what you said, that I was pushy and a spoiled brat,” Diamond said, making Randolph, who was in the room, arch an eyebrow and I smiled sheepishly. “And…I thought you were really cool how you took them all on by yourself.”

“I probably could’ve been a little less harsh with my words,” I sighed. “I sorta have a habit for saying things without thinking. As for those men, I wasn’t gonna just let get away with that.”

“Well I’m glad you did, because I realized that I was sounding like…” Diamond trailed off looking sad. “Like…my mother.”

Seeing her sad made me tilt my head and I noticed Randolph frowning as well. “Is your mother not around anymore?” I asked hesitantly and she shook her head.

“My daddy divorced her,” Diamond said bitterly. “I remember when I was younger that they would always fight. One day, daddy must have had enough of whatever my mother was doing so he decided to split up with her and kick her out. I haven’t seen her since, but I later found out what she did over the years. Daddy had discovered that she was embezzling money from my father’s company and had planned to take Barnyard Bargains for herself. Randolph was forced to keep quiet by her but he soon told daddy after hearing that she was gonna take me away. I haven’t seen or heard of my mother since, and I wanted to prove that I was better than her.”

I frowned at the thought that such a selfish woman would exist and do that to her own daughter. I reached up and pat Diamond’s head, making her look up at me with sad eyes.

“You might find this hard to believe, but I also wasn’t too close with my mother, even my father.” I confessed. “We would always fight and I eventually moved out, which is something I later regretted doing since I basically ran away from my problems. I’m guessing this rich life made you think you could do whatever you wanted and you didn’t realize you were becoming something you were trying to avoid?” She nodded and sniffled a little. “Well you don’t have to worry about that anymore, I’m glad I was able to set you straight.”

“You really mean it?” Diamond asked.

“Wouldn’t be much of a big brother if I didn’t, now would I?” I said with a wink.

Oh gag me…

You’re jealous, I can tell.

You wish, dick.

Diamond gasped after hearing me call myself her nickname and she jumped on me and hugged me close. I smiled and wrapped an arm around her, returning the hug, and noticed Randolph giving me an approving smile.

“So, you said you wanted to go to the park today?” I asked and she looked up at me and nodded. “And you want me to carry you again?” Another nod followed by a smile. I smirked as I stood up and slung my pack over my shoulders. I then reached down and picked Diamond up and hoisted her over my head and sat her on my shoulders. “Then to the park we shall go.”

“Yay! You’re the best, big brother Axel!” Diamond cheered, hugging my head.

“Have fun, you too!” Randolph called out.

I’d be lying if I wasn’t enjoying myself with Diamond. The kid made me take the long way to the park and she had a happy smile the whole time. Anyone who saw us were confused at first as to why she was sitting on my shoulders, since she had a bit of a rep, but we both ignored anyone who looked at us funny. As we neared the park, I spied a few boys standing together and drawing stuff on a wooden fence.

The first boy was a little skinny and wore jeans, white button up shirt, brown sneakers, and a bow tie and had a camera hanging from his neck. His hair was brown and had a bowl cut style to it and his eyes were light brown. The next boy was the tallest of the three. He wore a white t-shirt with brown sleeves, dark blue jeans, and green sneakers. His dark brown hair was a bit more scruffy looking and his eyes were a darker brown. The last boy had orange hair and reddish brown eyes. He wore a brown hoodie, light blue jeans, orange sneakers, and a little propeller hat on his head. They seemed to be bickering about something as we passed by but Diamond tugged at my beanie to get me to stop.

“What’s up Diamond?” I asked.

“I wanna see what those boys are up to,” she said.

“You sure? They’re just minding their own business.”

“I know, it’s just…I kinda wanna go apologize to them. I used to bully them a lot for not having their cutie marks.”

“Ah, in other words, you wanna make amends?” I asked and she nodded.

I changed my direction and walked over to the boys. One of them saw me and then Diamond which made him nudge the others to look at me, to which they all frowned.

“Oh great, it’s Diamond Tiara,” the propeller hat kid complained.

“Can’t you just leave us alone?” The other boy sighed, sounding like he was from London due to his accent.

“Axel, can you please let me down?” Diamond asked and I obliged by kneeling down so she could climb off me. She stepped towards the boys and bowed her head a little. “I’m sorry for being mean to you.”

The act alone surprised the boys as they all looked at each other.

“You’re apologizing?”

“Yes, I don’t expect you to forgive me, I just wanted to let you know that.”

“What brought this on anyway?” The british kid wondered.

“My big brother showed me a better way to treat others,” Diamond smiled as she raised her head and pointed at me.

“Brother?”

“I didn’t know you had a brother.”

“I’m not her brother, she just likes to call me that,” I shook my head. “Name’s Axel.”

“I’m Featherweight.”

“My name’s Pipsqueak.”

“I’m Button Mash.”

“Pleased to meet you all,” I smiled.

“Hey, wait a sec…” Featherweight hummed until he snapped his fingers. “I know you! You’re that guy who took down that train bandit gang and drove off all those Northern men!”

“You know about that?”

“I’m part of the school paper in my class, I take photos for the paper,” Featherweight explained, showing off his camera. “I sorta have a knack for knowing what everyone is talking about in Ponyville, and recently they’ve been talking about you nonstop! They’re calling you the Demon of Ponyville!”

“What?! How dare they! Axel is no demon! He’s a hero!” Diamond shrieked.

Oh wow, the irony in that nickname. I thought, thinking of Cole’s nickname the people gave him in New Marais.

“Relax, Diamond, the people can think whatever they want to,” I said, patting her head.

“But you’re not a demon!”

“Maybe, though I might know someone who would disagree with you.” Wanting to change the subject, I spied the materials the boys were using to draw in the fence. There were chalk sticks, scissors, tape, some cardboard pieces, even a few spray cans. “So what’re you all doing with this stuff?”

“Our teacher assigned us to make an art canvas and turn it in. Featherweight would take the picture for us, but so far we can’t decide what to draw,” Pipsqueak explained.

“I told you! We should draw a big video game controller!” Button Mash said.

“But that’s too boring! We should draw a pirate flag! It’s way cooler!”

As they bickered, I scratched my chin in thought as I thought back in my early years. During high school, I remembered doodling constantly on my papers and eventually started to get more into drawing with chalk on the pavement. I remember I one day met some graffiti artists on the way home and I admired their work so much, I gave a crack at it. I looked down at the spray cans and smiled when an idea hit me.

“Hey boys, why don’t I have a go at this?” I spoke up, grabbing the scissors and cardboard pieces.

“What are you gonna do?” Featherweight wondered.

“Just something I used to do as a hobby.”

I got to work as I took a pencil and sketched out the cutout piece. I then cut the cardboard to shape it and hung it on the fence with tape. I grabbed the spray can with white paint and sprayed the open area. Once that was done with that, I repeated the processes as the kids watched me work. I almost screwed up a few times, due to me being rusty, but I kept working on my little project. I had to be sure I didn’t screw up the little details here and there, but I all looked like it was coming together. About a half an hour later, I sprayed on the finishing touches of my work and nodded confidently and took off the last piece of cardboard to present my finished art.

“I call it: Nut Job.”

The kids were silent for a moment until wide grins grew in their faces and admired my art.

“Woah! That’s so cool!” Featherweight said.

“Hah! Look at those squirrels! That one’s having a hard time cracking it open with that tool!” Pipsqueak laughed.

“Can squirrels even use tools?” Button Mash wondered.

“Who cares! It’s still funny!” Pipsqueak argued.

“Wow, you’re a really talented artist, Axel,” Diamond smiled.

“Eh, it’s just an old hobby,” I shrugged.

“Hey! Can you do another one?” Featherweight asked before he took a picture of the artwork.

“Another one? I don’t know…” I said.

“Come on, please? Just one more,” Button pleaded.

“I also would like to see more of your art,” Diamond said.

“But what about the park?” I asked.

“That can wait, this is much more fun!”

“Jeez,” I sighed. “Okay fine, grab some more of those cardboard cutouts, I think I might know another place to tag.”

The boys nodded and gathered the supplies and followed me. I glanced over my shoulder to see some people admiring my work which made me smirk a little. I looked around to see any other place to tag until my sights set upon Sugarcube Corner. Another idea popped in my head as we headed around back and where a blank wall and two windows waited for me.

“Okay kids, here’s another fun little project.”

I got to work and began cutting the cardboard, outlining, the wall, spraying and tracing while making sure not to mess up. My work began to draw in a small crowd as I put in the finishing touches and wiped my brow.

“I should get paid for this. I call this one: Pastree.”

“Oooohh!” The kids and some of the people said in awe.

“Oh, I get it! It’s a tree with a cupcake on top!” Button pointed out.

“What’s all the noise?” The window opened to reveal Pinkie Pie and she smiled when she saw me. “Oh hiya Axy! What’re you up to?”

“Oh nothing, just adding a little sweet treat to Sugarcube Corner,” I said, pointing out my art. When she looked up and saw it, she gasped and ran back inside. She later came back around with Mr. and Mrs. Cake being dragged along with an excited smile.

“Look! Look! Look! Axy made a cupcake!” Pinkie chipped as she pointed at the wall. When the Cakes saw my work, they were shocked at first but didn’t seem too upset about it.

“My word, did you do this Axel?” Mr. Cake asked.

“Yeah, sorry Mr. Cake,” I said, scratching my cheek. “I guess I should’ve asked you for permission.”

“Well normally we would have preferred that, yes, but since it’s such a lovely piece of art we can let this slide,” Mrs. Cake smiled. “After all, I say that it goes rather well with Sugarcube Corner’s theme.”

“Then I’m glad you all like it,” I nodded as they left. The small crowd admired my work again until the kids stood before me with wide smiles as Featherweight took a picture of the wall. “No, no more.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“I said no.”

“Pleeeeeaaaasssee?”

“…ugh, fine, one last one.”

“YAY!”

Once again, I was walking through town, looking for the perfect place to tag. I certainly never expected my day to turn out like this, but if Diamond isn’t complaining then I guess I won’t either. I spotted a random building with a wall and decided to tag it so I could just get it over with. I stood in front of the wall, and scratched my chin as to what should go on it. After making my decision, I took the remaining cardboard pieces and started tracing and cutting. I sprayed, outlined, and once again I drew in a crowd that seemed to grow from last time. Once I finished, I wiped my brow again and nodded at my finished work.

“A man, a plan, and an aerosol can. This one’s called: Origami Airlines.”

“What the tartarus is going on out here?!”

Everyone flinched at the sudden shrill voice and we all turned to see Lapis storm up to us with a pissed off look. When she saw my artwork, she looked even more pissed as she got up in my face.

“You! Did you draw this graffiti on my building?!” Lapis demanded.

“Your building? Is this the barracks?” I leaned over to the side and saw the sign that had a star and more guards coming to and fro. “So it is.”

“Of course it is! I outta cuff you right now for vandalizing!”

“Lapis please calm down, did you even look at the art properly?”

Lapis glanced at the wall but went back to scowling at me.

“It’s just a kid throwing a giant paper airplane, so what? You still vandalized my building! It’s gonna take me weeks to wash this off completely!”

“Sis!”

We both turned to see Featherweight walk up to us.

“Don’t wash away Mr. Axel’s artwork, I was the one who asked him to do it!”

“Featherweight, why’re you hanging around with a guy like him?” Lapis wondered.

“I’m right here you know,” I rolled my eyes.

“Shut it! This is between family!” Lapis snapped.

“I didn’t know Lapis was your older sister,” I said, glancing at Featherweight.

“Well I am, and you manipulated my little brother into tagging buildings?” Lapis growled as she fished from her back pocket a pair of cuffs. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back!”

“Hey! You leave Axel alone!” Diamond huffed as she got in between us. “Axel didn’t do anything wrong! He was just helping Featherweight and the others with the assignment that Ms. Cheerilee assigned to us.”

“It’s true,” Pipsqueak chimed in. “We were having trouble finding a solution for what to draw for our assignment but Mr. Axel and Diamond came along and helped us out. Featherweight took pictures of the other stuff he drew on.”

Featherweight reached into his pocket and held up the photographs to Lapis. She took the photos and examined them while also glancing at me.

“You helped these boys with their homework?” Lapis questioned.

“Well at first I only wanted to give them a bit of inspiration but they wanted to see me tag more walls so I obliged,” I shrugged.

Lapis stared at me for a little while as the small crowd took the opportunity to make their leave. She then walked up to the wall and examined it. Though as she occasionally looked back at me, I noticed her eyes were a pretty pale blue and her hair wasn’t in a braid anymore and tied in a single ponytail. I soon found myself unintentionally checking her out which led to my eyes trailing to her ass, which, by the way, she had quite the nice one.

“Hmm…I guess it’s kinda impressive,” Lapis hummed as she turned around and I quickly looked the other way. “What’re you staring at?”

“Uh, nothing,” I said nervously. “Just…enjoying the scenery.

“Scenery, sure,” Lapis rolled her eyes as she put he cuffs away. “Well, since my little bro and these kids vouch for you, I guess I’ll let you off the hook.” I started to relax until she stepped forward and her nose was just inches away from mine. “But, you now owe me one for not booking you. So whenever I want your help with something, you better be prepared to be at my beck and call. Got it, kid?”

“Would you stop it with the kid shit? I’m 25!” I shot back, surprising her as she stepped back.

“Seriously? Hah! You have such a baby face! I thought you were 15, 17 tops!” Lapis laughed.

“Yeah? Then how old are you?” I wondered.

“Axel, it’s rude for a man to ask a lady how old she is,” Diamond lectured.

“Kid’s got a point, but if you must know, I’m 24,” Lapis smirked, making my eye twitch.

“You mean to tell me you’ve been calling me kid this whole time when in fact I’m older than you?!” I deadpanned.

“It’s your fault for being kinda cute,” Lapis teased. Hearing her call me cute made me involuntarily blush a little but I quickly cleared my throat to regain my composure.

“Whatever, I still gotta take Diamond to the park anyway.” I leaned down and scooped up Diamond and carried her princess style and activated Video. As soon as my digital wings materialized, the boys’ jaws all went slack as I flapped them and hovered in the air. “Be seeing you, hot stuff,” I winked, giving her a taste of her own medicine, making her look away with a huff. As I flew away, Diamond clung to me in my arms and looked down to the town below. She then looked up at me and then my digital wings in awe.

“You never told me you have wings!” Diamond pointed out. “How have you been hiding them this whole time?”

“My wings are just among the many cool tricks I can pull out of my sleeve. Stick around, and you’ll be able to see much more.”

Diamond giggled as I flew towards the park. During my flight, I looked down at the people below as some of them noticed me flying above. They all gave me a mix of expressions which consisted of either giving me friendly smiles, nervous sideways glances, or looks of disdain and hate. I then thought of what Featherweight told me, how the people are already calling me the Demon of Ponyville. It bummed me out that my rep was already in the gutter, in a manner of speaking, but I’m the one who decided to unleash Dante. All I can do now is just let time pass and hopefully they’ll see there’s more than meets the eye with me.

The sun was beginning to set and I was walking back to the Rich house with a sleeping Diamond Tiara in my arms. She had a very fun time at the park after apologizing to more kids whom she used to bully and now she’s starting to make more friends. I decided to entertain her and the other kids by using my Neon to create a little light show for them and using my Smoke to perform some magic tricks. Though once I had finished my little performance, I felt a wave of fatigue hit me and it felt like I just ran a few miles nonstop. Now that I think about it, I haven’t really been keeping track how much power I’ve used without recharging. My Electricity feels like it’s still got plenty of juice, since I saved that electrician back in Canterlot from a broken power line. As for my other abilities, Video, Smoke, and Neon have been the three abilities I’ve used the most so far. It’s strange how I can tell which ability had less energy than the others, but rather convenient at the same time.

I passed by a building that had a small neon sign hanging out on the window. It looked like your typical Open sign you see at your local convenience store. I looked around and people weren’t really paying attention to me so I decided that this might be a good opportunity. I walked over to the sign and held Diamond with one arm and held my hand out. I activated Neon as my hand started to glow. As if acting automatically, the neon lights from the sign were extracted and absorbed into my hand. The sign had shut off as I felt a refreshing wave of energy course through my body.

“Whoo! That felt good,” I smiled as I opened and closed my hand. I looked around for more neon signs and saw a big one for some record store that said DJ Pon-3’s Radical Records. I walked over to the store and held my hand up to the sign as the same process and absorbed the DJ part of the sign. My hand glowed bright and I felt like I could run for an entire day without rest. Although as I looked back up at the sign and how the lights were now off, I felt a little awkward seeing as how I probably should’ve asked the owner first before messing with their sign. “Eh, I’m sure it’ll switch back on soon, right?”

Not wanting to stick around, I made my leave and decided to wait until tomorrow or something to see where I could recharge Video and Smoke. We arrived at Mr. Rich’s house and I opened the door and was greeted by Randolph, but he looked a little sad for some reason.

“Randolph? What’s wrong?” I asked and he put a finger to his lips as he walked up to me and took Diamond from my arms.

“Mr. Rich wishes to see you,” was all he said as he walked away to put Diamond to bed.

I gulped as I pulled my beanie off and made my way up to Mr. Rich’s office. I tried to think of any possible way I might have screwed up but nothing came to mind. I eventually made it to the door and raised my hand to knock.

“Come in, Axel.”

I paused, hearing Mr. Rich’s voice and gulped another lump in my throat and opened the door. Mr. Rich was looking out the window with a glass in his hand as I closed the door behind me and stood at attention.

“You wanted to see me sir?” I said.

“Take a look at my desk,” Mr. Rich said, pointing at an envelope I saw. “Do you know what that is?”

“Um…no sir I don’t,” I shook my head.

“Inside that envelope are two tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala, a very special celebration that happens in Canterlot every year,” Mr. Rich explains. “I have attended most of these parties over the years, only choosing to not attend should there be any serious business endeavors to attend to, and my daughter has begged me to take her for some time now.” Mr. Rich looked over his shoulder to me with a frown. “I promised Diamond Tiara I’d take her this year since she’s old enough to attend, but…something of, shall we say, importance came up that requires my immediate attention in Manehattan.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” I responded as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Not as sorry as I’ll be once I break the news to my daughter.” Mr. Rich drank the rest of his drink and placed the glass aside. “That poor girl has been through too much, I’m to blame for her brash behavior since I allowed her to act as she pleased. This event should have been a way for me to personally inform her that there’s more to life than wealth and power. Now I’m afraid she’ll go back to being as misbehaving more than she once was.”

“Could this also have something to do with your divorce with your wife?” I wondered, making him quirk a brow as to how I knew that. “Erm, sorry, Diamond told me about her.”

“I see, then yes, that’s also part of it,” Mr. Rich sighed. “My…divorce was something I admittedly never wanted to happen, but my ex wife left me no choice. She was going to take my daughter away and, if I’m being honest, was a bad influence on her.” Mr Rich leaned on his desk and shook his head. “To think, I am a successful business man and well respected in my work, but I seemed to have failed in both being a husband and possibly a father.”

“With all due respect, Mr. Rich, but that’s a load of bullshit,” I said bluntly, surprising him. “I’ve been working for you for about a month now and you’re twice the man as any I’ve met back home. Your daughter always speaks highly of you and you’ve done the best you can raising her on your own. As a single dad like you, that’s all any kid could ask for. I may have had both my parents, but they didn’t really treat me like their son. Who the hell cares what your wife did and where she is now, she’s gone and hopefully will never come back. I’m sure whatever you got going on in your business is important and maybe Diamond would understand. But don’t beat yourself up over something that was never your fault in the first place. Your ex wife made her choice, and so did you. I may be just one of your employees, but as a man I won’t just stand here and allow you to say you’re a lousy father because you’re not.”

Mr. Rich blinked at me but then smiled and chuckled to himself.

“My, my, since when did you become so wise at your age.” Mr. Rich then took the envelope and handed it to me. “I believe you would make for a suitable replacement for the Gala in my stead.”

“Wait, you want me to go?” I asked and he nodded. “But I couldn’t do that, this party sounds like one of those high society things that rich people and nobility go to. I’d stick out like a sore thumb.”

“On the contrary, you wouldn’t stick out too much if you attend as Barnyard Bargain’s representative. Like me, not every C.E.O. or nobleman or woman attends the Gala themselves. They too send people who work for them as their representatives to keep their professional representation. Since you work for me as my personal assistant, I wouldn’t have anyone else in my employment go as my own representative.”

“But I-”

“Also, Diamond seems already fond of you recently. I doubt she would be too disappointed if you brought her with you.”

“I…I don’t know,” I said hesitantly. “Fancy bigwig parties like this aren’t really my style.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it too much, just think of it as a social gathering. If you wish to mind your business then do so. Whatever small talk you wish to engage in, just keep it brief,” Mr. Rich said, still holding out the envelope.

I was skeptical about the offer, but this was a request not just from my employer, from a dad not wanting to keep his daughter happy.

“Are you sure Randolph can’t go?” I asked.

“Are you sure you want him to take Diamond instead of one of us?” Mr. Rich asked sarcastically.

“Well then my hands are pretty much tied,” I joked as I took the envelope. “Never been to one of these fancy parties, but I’ll at least try to do my best for both yours and Diamond sake.”

“I knew I could count on you, Axel, thank you,” Mr. Rich smiled. “I can tell that you have a bright future in this line of work, just keep it up and you’ll move mountains with that sharp mind of yours.”

“Whatever you say, Mr. Rich, I gotta get going now,” I said as I tucked the envelope in my jacket and turned to leave.

“You take care now, and thank you again,” Mr. Rich called out.

I walked out of his office and saw Randolph with another approving smile. I nodded to him and left the house to return home. If this party was what I thought it was, then I need to get myself some more appropriate clothes than my usual attire. I arrived at the library to see Twilight and her friends all with happy smiles and holding these golden tickets in their hands. Moon soon emerged from the library with her own ticket, followed by Spike who looked excited but calmer himself down when Applejack gave him some kind of knowing look.

“Hey everyone,” I called out.

“Hello Ax, how was work?” Moon wondered as she hugged me.

“Pretty good, what’s got you all in a chipper mood?”

“It’s a long and emotionally exhausting story,” Twilight sighed, looking emotionally exhausted. “But Princess Celestia had sent us all tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala.”

“It’s gonna rule!” Rainbow cheered.

“So you all got tickets too, huh?” I said, making them all tilt their heads at me.

“Too?” Spike said.

“Well yeah,” I said, pulling out my envelope. “Apparently, Mr. Rich gave me tickets too. So I’m going to the Gala as well.”

“What?!” Rarity shrieked. “Filthy Rich gave you tickets as well?! And yet you have nothing to wear for such an important soirée?!”

“Uh…”

“This simply won’t do! You are coming to my boutique first thing tomorrow so I may take your measurements! You’re not going anywhere unless you dress like a proper gentleman!”

“Um…okay?” I shrugged.

“We’ll discuss this later, right now we’re about to go celebrate for getting our tickets, wanna come Axel?” Twilight offered.

“What the hell, I got time to kill anyway,” I nodded.

The rest of the night was just us enjoying ourselves and the girls talking about what they are looking forward to at the Gala. As for me, I was still trying to figure out how I’d pull off surviving a night surrounded by the snob. Only time will tell, I guess, so I’ll just have to wait and see.

Author's Note

The Gala approaches.

Side Note: I’m so very sorry you all had to wait on this chapter for as long as you did. I just had to take a short hiatus for personal reasons, but I think I got my posting schedule handled…I hope.

Hope you enjoyed!

~WurkyWilk has left the building…