A Troublesome Life

I was lying in bed, still thinking about that mare. She took up all my thoughts. I smiled. Is she really that irresistible? Probably not: Strum; get a hold of yourself, bro. I sat up, and went to the door. When I raised my hoof to open it a knocking stopped the process, and made me jump back a bit. I opened the door to see none other than Octavia. I was utterly confused. The world shifted a moment, and I realized something:

I took Excalibur out of mid-air and killed a dragon that was seemingly there.

My eyes opened, and I smiled at my own cleverness. Deduced a dream and took control; nicely done. I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and heard a knocking at the door. I tried to pull the same thing I had before, with no such luck. I cleared my throat and said come in. The door opened, and Rarity walked in.

“Hey, Rarity. What d’ya need?” I asked her. She cleared her throat.

“I need you to try on a suit.” She said with a smile. I rubbed my eyes again, and looked at the time. I had slept ‘till noon. My head hit the pillow, and I let out a groan. Rarity looked at me, with a hint of anger.

“Is it that much of a hassle?” She asked. I shot up, and apologized.

“It’s just I hate to wake up around noon.” I said. Frankly; I prefer to wake up early. Y’know that old saying ‘the early bird gets the worm’. Why had I woken up so late? Probably didn’t sleep much. Octavia was on my mind, and, at one point, I must’ve blacked out from the fatigue of the day.

I stood up, and got out of bed. I tried to put my mane down, but it popped back up. With a sigh, I walked out the door. I went down the stairs, and stepped up onto the walkway. I stood there, as the suit was put on me. When it was fully on, I took a clear look at it: It was classy and not uncomfortable in any areas. It was a bit loose in a few, but, it wasn’t too loose to make me stumble while walking. I told this all to Rarity. She told me to strike a few poses. I tried it out, as, I’d never modeled before. She laughed at me a bit. I must say; I must’ve looked ridiculous trying to pose.

The bell on top of the door ringed, and a certain shy Pegasus came in.

“Oh, hello Fluttershy.” Said Rarity with a smile. Fluttershy was about to say something, but saw me, and went silent. I physically slumped with a ‘not this shit again’ look. I hopped down from the walkway, and over to the ‘workshop’ door. I walked inside, and sat there while the two chatted. I heard some things about the spa, and some things about me. I couldn’t make out most of it, but some was about ‘weekly spa visits’, and ‘letting Strum come along’. Rarity and Fluttershy’s head popped in the door way. I lifted my head from my hoof, and looked at them.

“Strum, how would you like to join us at the spa?” Asked Rarity. Fluttershy didn’t maintain eye-contact with me. I stood up, and took off the suit, folded it, and set it down on a table.

“Sure.” I said simply.

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I sat there, awkwardly. This time; no one whispered about me being a hobo. But, they still whispered and giggled. I had a feeling it had to be about me coming in with two mares, and about the carriage-ride. I smiled a bit at first, but the eyes some of the mares were giving me were a bit un-settling… Although; my self-esteem was at an all-time-high.

First, we got massages, then we sat in the hot tub. I sat there, feeling uncomfortable. One of the other ponies in the tub scooted next to me. I must say; I didn’t expect to see another stallion here. The only thing he said to me was to ‘buck off before he hurts me’. Turns out he was here with his girl-friend, and she was impressed with my… well… many things, to be honest. In my opinion… heh, well, I think I’m a handsome stallion. Also, with that carriage ride, and walking in with two mares; I must’ve made quite the impression on some of the residents of Ponyville.

I decided to just go, but Rarity insisted that we’d get mud baths.

“As much as I’d love to bathe in mud; I really must be on my way.” I said. I walked out, and decided to head back to the boutique. I went to my room, and opened my bit-bag. I counted how much I had. It was enough to buy quite a bit of stuff… maybe a new guitar. I looked over at my guitar. I thought of what it’d be like if I would get rid of it, and got an empty feeling in my chest. I didn’t want to get rid of old memories; this was my first, and only, guitar.

I realized that I may be able to afford a home in the near future. The thought made me smile; my own home, and a way to do whatever I wanted. I felt it’d be a bit lonely of a change. I’d no longer be living with two other ponies. I sighed, and packed up all the things I took out.

I decided to head out into the marketplace. Interesting things usually happen there; and, I wanted excitement. And excitement is what I got.