The Average Equestrian Mare

Chapter 2

By the time I wake up its already noon, and Bonbon has been gone for a few hours. This is the rule not the exception. As a talented musician from a well to do unicorn family I've never had to work a nine to five job, I've never really had to work hard for that matter. Sometimes it makes me feel like I never grew up, like I'm just some filly playing at being a grownup mare. Usually that doesn't bother me, but sometimes I can't stand to look others in the eyes.

I get up and stumble into the shower, where I clop off fantasizing about what naughty whore Princess Celestia might be behind closed doors. After I get out and dry off I make my way to the kitchen for some sugary cereal. I'm sitting here eating my cereal when I glance at a picture of me and Bonnie. It makes me feel dirty for the things I was thinking last night, for my late night clopping thinking about some other mare. Now im crying big fat tears, and It amazes me just how Bonnie could love somepony as pathetic as I am.

She happily gets up early every morning to go run her candyshop. I could never be that passionate about anything, except for useless stuff like games. What the hell is wrong with me, why can't I be happy. I have a beautiful mare, I have an easy job that pays will, and a loving family. None of it make me happy, I want to be young again, I want to play games all day, drink all night, and go to bed with a different pony everynight. I can't be an adult yet, I'm not ready yet.