Off to a Human Adventure.

Chapter III

Now Who Is This?

A look of befuddlement was plastered across Vinyl’s face

“I’m not a Filly! I know how this shit works!” Yelled Vinyl as she tried to stand upright, only to be caught by you as she started to fall forward.

“Yeah, sure. But humans are much different from Ponies, for on-" As if cued up, a knock on the dorm door shattered the awkward silence. By the heavenly beings! A Saviour! You dashed to the door with all the haste you were permitted. The door creaked open to reveal a VERY crossed man. Oh shit, why the hell is he h- By god, I so fucking dead. The man in the door way wasn’t much taller than you, in fact he was a bit shorter, standing in around 5‘11.

“Michael, you sake of shit, you missed the meeting, Miss Sheyll was pissed the hell off, at the very least you could have called.” Despite you intervention. Well okay I didn’t do jack shit. The man entered with out a second thought.

The man rounded the corner to find Vinyl, still completely naked, however her legs were crossed in a way that block view of her womanhood. Oh thank god, we can't let that happened, we might get a laugh.

“Mike, what in the hell is this? Who is this?!” Questioned the man. Okay, his name’s Kurt, happy?

“Kurt, calm down, I’ll explain.” This didn’t seem to do much to Kurt’s current fuming state.

“I fucking hope so.” Barked Kurt

“Why do you call it a cock?” Nice timing bitch.

Gil and Nat stood looking at Vinyl, while Kurt paced around the room, you were sitting beside Vinyl. The only sounds in the room were Kurt’s foot steps and the ticking of the clock.

“Michael, why am I always underestimating you? To think, you, out of all the people on campus, have a girl, completely naked, sitting in your bed, and you didn’t invite us.”  Okay, scratch that, Gil is the asshole.

“I swear, this isn’t what it looks like!” You yelled in your defence.

“Oh yeah? Let me guess, you went for an early morning stroll, and just happened to find a chick, whom lay passed out, and you just happened to have forgotten your phone, and no one just happened to be around, so you took it upon your self to rescue her?” See?! Asshol- wait... He planed this! I know it!

“I’m not even going to add to that.” You know what? I think ALL of my friends are assholes, even this milquetoast motherfucker is messing with me!

“Okay Michael, I’ll give you the befit of a doubt, explain. But please, no sound effects.” .........

You spent the rest of the morning retelling the story to you three comrades. Only Kurt seemed to make a wise ass comment here and there. At the end I told them about Vinyl, this time Kurt and Gil were on the ground laugher like asshole, Nat just quietly snickered.

“Fucking Christ, Michael, you really should think about becoming a Bard, god damn.” Said Kurt as he wiped away a tear. Fucking asshole, he's always like this! Gil and Nat chattered to each other for a few moments, once they were done, Gil spoke.

“Uh, okay. Vinyl is it. It’s clear you need a place, we’ll talk it through later, until then, care to tell us what happened before you awoke in this man’s filthy bed?” Okay, I may sleep in this bed, but it is still very clean. Vinyl slowly nodded, she opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly closed it. “Vinyl, please?” Asked Gil.

“W-well, I woke up like any other day, trashed, that night I spent the whole night blasting wubs, Octia was already up, getting ready for her train ride into Canterlot, she had a huge project coming up, she told me that I need to be there, I told her 'sure! I can make room for you next week’. The rest of the day was mostly cleaning. The club was trashed, cans and bottles were everywhere, and some places even have vomit, I went to this little sweet shop for lunch, then I went home and locked my door, the room was dark, then I opened my eyes and I saw Michael in the corner of my eye, you know the rest.” Gil let this settle, Kurt stopped walking then moved to the window. Nat just then spoke up.

“Uh, um.. How do I put this. I think you great and all, but. You can’t stay here, nor with me. I like my privacy, and I think. I think Michael likes his too.”

“What?! Kurt and I don’t?!” Barked Gil. Damn, he’s still hard on Nat.

“Uh, no, that's not what I meant, but I just thought that you and Kurt are better suited for this kind of thing.” He’s right I let my friend's Gold Fish die, okay.

“Hell no! She can’t stay with me! Lex with fucking kill me! Or take my dick, and I like my dick!” Yelled Kurt as he took a few step forward. Gil’s eye grew wide.

“Wait! What? But. I. You. Fuck you.” With that Gil jupmed out of his chair and walked over to the window.

“Uh, guys. I’m still here, I think I get some say in this. Don’t you?” Asked Vinyl

“Yes, but given the people you have to chose from it’s clear, Kurt is in a very tight relationship, Nat is a very secretive kind of dude, you know, Witchcraft? Me? I like the idea of being free, plus, what I do on the Internet is best kept to myself, which leave the retarded Canadian." Gil slowly turned his head, which had a look of grim apparel. Oh shit!, he mad!