"Hmph.. just look at this dump!"

Diamond Tiara had scoffed in dismay as she looked around our new real-estate venture.

"Seriously.. like would it have KILLED them to lug a few chairs up in here?" I joined in.

"How da hay should I know?" Babs shrugged.

"pfft you're like, supposed to be a an expert on blank flanks!" DT smirked.

"What did youse say, piggy?" Babs growled and pulled her tail plume over her flank "How youse like me tah send youse crying we we we all the way home tah yah momma?!" Babs got up in DT's face, nose to nose. To her credit Diamond never flinched, but I could tell her legs were shaky. I had to do something to have her save face. If Bab's escalated into violence, Diamond would fold, and she'd loose Babs's respect.

"Girls girls, shouldn't we like, be concentrating on setting up our defenses? The CMC are bound to..."

"Shut up, Spoon!"

DT snapped at me, causing me to shrink back and lower my posture in submission, tucking my tail and ducking my head like a whipped dog. Even my glasses fell lower on my snout, due to gravity and the force of my prostrating myself.

"Hay! Leave Spoony outa dis, Pinky!" Babs replied in outrage "Youse got a beef, take it up wit me, half pint!" Babs growled. I had to admire her concern for me. But part of me whished Diamond would yell at me some more, as strange as that sounds.

"WELL.. youse got something tah say, bacon bits!?" she glared at Diamond.

I could see indecision and a twinge of fear in DT's cobalt blue eyes, but she was on her own. I had been ordered into silence and I found myself liking it.

"What-ever." Diamond scoffed and gave Babs the brush off. I inwardly applauded my mistress for her tact and courage. I wish I had such courage.

"Silver Spoon.. be a dear and fetch me a chair.. I am NOT setting my perfect flank on the floor of this dusty old fire trap!"

My ears perked up, I had been given an order. Every fiber in my legs sprang for the door with a "Yes Diamond Tiara." and a small grin on my face.

"HOLD UP Spoony!" it was spoke with urgency but with calm indifference, not the cruel icy tone my mistress used to command me, that sent shivers from my withers to my hind quarters. I turned quizzically but did not utter a single word.

"Now idn't da time tah go dividin our forces!" Babs barked like a drill sergeant. "Da Cutie Mark Crybabies ur still out dhere. We can't let Spoony go alone, she'll be ah sittin doik.. IIII mean duck. If youse gotta have a chair for your royal rump, I'll go wit er. You stay behind and hold down da fort till we get back, capice?

Diamond hesitated for just a moment. I couldn't tell what exactly was going through her mind, till she adopted a wry confident smirk "That was like, just what I was about to say." she cooed "Silver's sweet but she's kina ah wimp." her barbs cut deep as she hurled them without forethought. She hit her target without trying. "Silver can't go two seconds without an escort.. she's so pathetic.. like a lost puppy." and she twisted the knife. It hurt so bad, but part of me wanted more. Part of me wanted her to humiliate me infront of our new freind.

It was true. For an earth pony I was pathetic. A disgrace to my race. I was not all that strong, and I couldn't grow mold if I needed the penicillin to save my life! Diamond wasn't that much physically stronger then I, but she made up for it with just her tone of voice, the type that says "I'm the boss and you all can suck it!"

My mistress was a cunning and smooth operator. She had completely disregarded Babs orders and basically said "great idea, glad I thought of it." while throwing in a few insults my way to keep me in line. Not enough to break my spirit, mind you, but just enough to bring me down and keep me towing the line.

At 11 years old Diamond Tiara was a master in the art of manipulation. She got her three worst enemies to work for her and spy on all their friends and neighbors, and with a few off the hoof compliments, she got them to think what they were doing was a good thing. This she told me later when we got together and laughed about how they basically ate up her praise. The poor ignorant foals.

They should know better by now. Diamond Tiara gives nothing away frivolously, least of all compliments.

Babs emerald green eyes narrowed, but she turned toward the door to join me "Common Spoony.. lets get her royal pain-ness her buckin throne." she grumbled as I instinctively got the door for her. There was quite a bit of testosterone being thrown around, for a room full of fillies and I was glad to be getting out of the tense situation.

"Oh and Silver.." I heard just as I began following Babs out "Yes DT?"

"Get me Daddy's favorite chair, and his pipe if you can find it." her order came with a cruel smile that once again sent shivers to the base of my tail and I had to draw my plume close to my nethers, fearing my arousal might be apparent as I queried "You mean.. the big heavy Lazy Colt?" I adopted a worried grimace. It was a long way back from Diamond's mansion and if Mr. Rich caught me.. I felt my young sex quiver at the though of Filthy Rich bending me over his lap like my father would and spank me hard.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"That's the one!" she practically sang it out "Don't worry, Spoon.. Daddy wont be home for 5hrs and I'm sure Babs Samaritan here will give you a hoof." she smirked cruelly toward Babs as if to say "let's see how chivalrous you are now, bitch."

Babs blew a lock of her ginger mane out of her eyes and smirked back "Buck dat.. I'm jus ere tah protect er.. I aint carryin no damn chair fur nopony." content that she had gotten in the last word, Bab's trotted out with her head held high. I closed the door to follow. I could just barely here Diamond give her the raspberry, from behind the door. "real mature DT." I scoffed to myself as I grabbed the ripcord with my teeth and pulled to release the counter weights that lowered the gang plank.

It wasn't long before we found ourselves at the doors to the very stately residence of Diamond's father; Filthy Rich.

It didn't take me long to find the pipe right beside the small table by the chair. But first I had to lift the chair onto my back. Like coiled springs, my legs seemed to compress under the weight of the recliner, as I took the mouth piece of the pipe into my muzzle, the smell and taste of weeks of old tobacco soot instantly adding to my torment "eeyuch!" I gasped in disgust, while still biting down on the pipe and beginning my long, slow, journey out the door.

While she watched the whole time, at least Babs was kind enough to get the door for me.

I knew Diamond wouldn't give me up, even under the worst tortures a parent can dish out. She would lie for me and say the chair must have been stolen. Briefly I considered the possibility she might tell her father the chair is at the CMC clubhouse and let him draw his own conclusions. In that case I would have to put my hoof down. There were times I have refused to take on a task DT gives me, but never in public. Always in private, always "behind the scenes" so my mistress authority was not undermined to her enemies.

If they hated her now they would truly despise her, and I as well, if we carried out some of the more cruel ideas she came up with in the throes of her anger.

Like Captain Jackass Sparrow's compass, her moral compass doesn't point north.

It points to me.

And being the spineless little lackey I am, that doesn't help much. It didn't help at all on "Family Appreciation Day". My Loyalty was tested and technically I failed. But Diamond didn't hold it against me for long, even though she suffered the humiliation her father put her through as punishment. I just put on a bunny costume and hopped along with her, following her lead over the watering cans. We laughed together and poked fun at each other, and then got to have a nice slice of toast and Zapapple Jam when our "work" was done.

Suddenly my trip down memory lane took a detour, as I felt some of the weight lifted off my back "Moove ovah!" Babs bumped me aside with her flank to mine, to where we were both under the chair. I looked at her with confusion.

"What? Youse tink I was goin tah make youse carry dhis ting all da way back to da farm?" she smirked. I just nodded at first.

"But you said..."

"I SAID I aint CARRYIN no chair fur nopony." she cut me off abruptly before smiling more genuinely "I nevah said I wouldn't help youse out." It was a good thing she did. I had, in my zeal to complete my task, underestimated my abilities and we haven't even gotten out of the neighborhood.

"Thanks Babsy." I smiled back.

"Fh'get about it." she replied in that distinctive Manehatten accent of hers.

We passed out of our ritzy neighborhood and came upon Barnyard Bargains. "In't dhat where Piggy's dad woiks?" I could hear the concern in her tone, and rightfully so. "Naah, he works at the corporate office in Canterlot." I assured through my teeth.

Trotting along past the store I suddenly had a great idea. "Hay Babsy.. lets set it down here, and take a break. I have something I need to pick up."

Babs nodded, just as glad as I to shed the extra weight. Once we set the chair on the street I dug around in the cushions. "common.. ah here we go." I proclaimed with a sense of triumph as I pulled out 5 bit$.

"Why don't youse put dat nasty pipe in da cushions?" Babs grimaced and stuck out her tongue "Like, duuuuh.." I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity and spit the pipe out, "eeeyah.. why didn't I think of that?" I stuck out my tongue and spat several times. "What I need is something to get that Celestia awful taste out of my mouth." I smiled sheepishly.

And I thought I was supposed to be the smart one in our group.

"What dah hay does Diamon Tiarah want wit dhat ting anyway? She gonna take up smoking er sometin?" Babs recoiled in disgust. "I don't know." again I roll my eyes. "I'll be right back."

I returned with 3 bottles in a paper bag, holding it in my mouth.

"What youse got der, Spoony?" Babs asked as she got down out of the chair

"You'll see. like common, DT will be waiting!" She picked up on my eagerness with an inquisitive eyebrow raised before we hitched up once again with the chair on both our backs. "Because like, you know.. we SO have nothing better to do but deliver this stupid chair, so DT stops whining." I roll my eyes and fain annoyance to save face. Babs gives me a nod as we begin our tandem trot once more, my ploy seeming to have worked.

The bottles in the bag clinked together, now hanging around my neck. It's times like this a good levitation spell would come in hoofty.

"Why do you let dat brat push youse around so much?"

And there it was. She would have to ask the one question I have been trying all day to avoid, as we were headed out of town toward the farm. At this point I was hoping the CMC would ambush us, but it seems our enemy was as spineless as I was. "Maybe a monster will start attacking from Everfree" I thought, anything to get out of answering that question.

"I mean don't get me wrong, ere. Youse both fun tah hang around with, but she's bein a real joik tah you. What gives? Aint youse supposed tah be like, best friends?" there was nothing I could say to that accept "I can't say." I replied with a sigh.

"Can't? er WON'T?" I blushed as she pressed her nose into mine, our lips could have touched she was so close. I could have sworn they brushed together a couple of times, but my heart was pounding in my head so loud, I barely noticed. Was it fear, or something else? And with my being pinned under the chair, there was simply no where to go.

"I can't Babsy.. I don't know the answer.. I'm just like, used to it I guess." I admitted with a sigh and hung my head "But more then that.. I just cant say more.. I Pinkie Promised."

"Youse promised Pinky?" I could tell Babs was referring to Diamond.

"Yeah." I said to avoid talking further, my eyes darting back and fourth, looking for another pink pony who sometimes tends to pop out of nowhere when one mentions a "Pinkie promise" and she was the last thing I needed.

Babs took the hint with a "All right. but youse just say da word and I'll pound on er a little bit foh yah." she dropped the subject as I just smiled and nodded to her "I hope you like Colta Cola." I smirked and hoofed her a bottle from my grocery bag. "Doesn't everypony?" she winked, causing me to blush some more as she bit off the cap and started chugging it.

We soon made it back to the club house where we dropped Diamond's new chair and I hoofed to her one of the Cola bottles and took my own.

With a "Cheers" We rang them together to toast our victory.

Author's Note

There should be one or two more chapters left "heart" and "soul" and this was originally supposed to be a one shot.
In the next Chapter we finally get to the sexy stuff and maybe some feels. I don't know yet if it will be full blown clop but it's rated mature just in case.