Curiosity's Wonders
"Come on, Muse, we'll be late for the bus!" Orion yelled out to his friend, running to the nearest bus stop.
He had this theory that the bus is always late if you're on time, but if you come a minute too late, the bus'll be early.
This theory had been proven to be right on more than one occasion.
Orion looked back at Muse, who was struggling to keep up.
"Come on, just one more block and we're there!" he cried.
If Muse didn't have this effeminate build of a body he had, he would probably be there before him, but at the pace he's going now, he could hardly outrun the mathletes from year nine. And they're in year ten! The unicorn looked femmy too. Dark blue coat, black mane, assumed dyed and eyelashes that looked as fake as the ones the models wore on the cover of the magazines he saw at the local barber. Real or not those lashes may be, Muse looked gay as hell compared to Orion, an earth pony, who was a simple tan with a darker tan for mane.
Muse scoffed loudly.
"I hardly think the bus will be as quick as lightning, dude." he said under his breath.
"Better catch the bus a little early than not at all." Orion insisted.
As they reach the bus stop, Orion shoots a glance at the clock. Seven Thirty.
The bus arrives at Seven Forty-Five.
"Oops..." he uttered.
"What do you mean 'Oops'? Did we miss it?"
Orion shook his head. "We're fifteen minutes early."
Muse sat down on the bench, screaming under his nearly wasted breath. "Are you serious?! I'm a painter! I paint! I'm no Ussain Colt, you know!"
Orion nodded, seating himself next to him. "Well, this gives us more time to talk..." he suggested with a tilted head.
"I'll start off. Hey, did you hear about this musician in Canterlot called Allegrezza?"
Muse thought for a while, then nodded. "Yeah. I've heard of him."
"He recently came out as gay, he's going to marry his partner soon."
Muse just let him talk. He had a feeling this was leading to something.
"So I was wondering, what's your orientation?" Orion asked, blushing a little bit.
Muse's answer came swiftly. "Straight as an arrow."
"Ah. Okay..."
"Why, what's yours?"
Orion was not really prepared to answer that question himself. He had dated only mares in the past and frankly, that's all there is. But he was curious to see what it felt like to press one's lips against those of another stallion's. Who knew, maybe he'd like it.
"I guess I'd consider myself bi." he responded reluctantly.
"Bi, you say?"
Orion nodded and shrugged at the same time, giving a 'ah, why the hell not' kind of response. "Heck, mares are nice, but stallions are good too. They understand what it's like to be emasculate. See, I think if you wrestled with a mare, they'd think it as simply playing around, some might even consider it foreplay."
Muse tried to keep up. "I follow..."
"However, stallions see the sport in it. The fun. The rush. The passion."
"Slowly getting into TMI-Town, bruv," Muse remarked, passing a glare that spoke both confusion and amusement.
Orion waved a hoof. "Whatever, I-" he stopped, then pointing at the horizon, veering north, simply screaming "BUS!".
Muse jolted together, being slightly startled by the sudden rise of decibels in the air. He sighed. "Oh, joy..."
Muse and Orion both willily-nillily entered the bus, about as happy as a pair of high school seniors could possibly be. Sitting next to each other, they resumed their conversation.
"Well," Orion piloted, "think about it." He made a gesture with his hooves like he was holding some sort of invisible sandwich. "Mares are nice, yeah, but they don't GET you."
"I don't even remotely follow, but okay..." Muse responded.
Orion simply shrugged and started minding his own business. There wasn't really any use talking to somepony about this unless they really understood what he had been talking about. Still, he was glad he got it off his chest. He looked over to Muse. That blue bugger looked confident as ever. Though there's a single portion of mane that was died purple, he never bothered to notice until now. Why that may be, he'd ask later.
School was like any other day that day.
Students walked in. Students walked out.
But that particular day, Orion wanted to have a bit o' fun. So he ran up to Muse, now packed with a load more books in his bag.
"Hey!" Orion chortled at Muse, a huge grin spread across his slightly tired face.
The unicorn, in return, responded with a vague "Hm?"
An answer is an answer, albeit vague, Orion decided.
"Let's have a sleepover. Your house. Tonight." he said bluntly, his grin never waining.
Muse looked back at him, brow arched high. "You certain? Your parents are okay with that?"
"Totally! What say, we go right over there?"
"When'd you talk to them?" Muse asked, motioning a 'hold up' with a hoof.
"Before school." he answered, bluntly yet again.
"I see. Well I see no issue. Come on over! I'll prepare the Ponystation once we arrive."
Muse and his best buddy walked to the unicorn's home together, making small bets on who'd win in a little battle of 'Hooves of Steel'. Orion was confident he'd win this time around, as he had been training at the arcade.
Author's Note
'tis a side project I am doing while working on my main ones. Sorry, guys, hope you understand. Please don't be too critical.
