Two Weeks Later

“Urg!...Anon? Why...are...*huff*...we doing this?” Thunderlane asked, hefting a large box between him and Prench. You yourself were carrying a smaller box, that could only be full of lead weights. Fuck it was so heavy.

“Because I didn't...want to leave Care and Button doing it...so I volunteered.” You say matter-of-factly. Prench scoffs and hefts the box slightly higher on her left side.

“Yeah. You volunteered!...Nng...Why are we here.” She says, shifting her hold on the box for a better grip.

“Because you are great friends and you love me and would never leave me to do all of this alone?” Thunderlane just gives you a shit eating grin.

“I'm doing this because...you said you'd get me 'grand theft carriage' afterward and lets be honest, who'd pass that up?” Thunderlane says, passing the front door and out of the house.

“He's getting you something for this?! The two of you just dragged me here!” Prench says as you place your box in the pile besides the front door. Stretching your back, you turn to your friends.

“That was the last one. You two can go now.” You say, waving them off.

“Your welcome." Thunderlane say sarcastically. "I expect GTC in your bags when you get home. or I'm screwing with your sleep.” Thunderlane says irritably. Prench just comes over to you and socks you in the leg.

“You owe me something for this...maybe something like a di-” You just roll your eyes and walk inside, closing the door behind you.

"For buck sake! Did you loose your dick or something!?"

Deciding to ignore her, you head up to Care's room, noticing that it is significantly more bare than before...figures. Most of the paintings were gone, the bedside tables were gone, the freaking sheets were gone. Trying not to think about it, you move to the wardrobe and take out one of Ship Shape's mustaches, the only one left. You remember Care saying something about Button wanting one of these. The thing is small anyway, it's not as if it would be totally unbelievable that it got lost. You head on over to buttons door and after knocking three times he lets you in.

“Hey Anon.” Buttons says. He's playing a game called 'insufferable'. A game about being a crime lord, who makes life difficult for the guard or something like that. Anyway, you go over and sit next to button.

“Hey Button. I have something for you.” He pauses the game and looks to you with a perked up expression. You show him the fake mustache and His eyes light up at the new gift. He snatches it out of your hand.

“OH COOOL! Thanks Anon!” He gives you a brief hug before running over to the mirror to admire his new facial accessory.

“Try not to outwear it.” You say standing up again.

“I wont.” He says, not even looking to you as he strikes a few poses. You decide it's probably best to leave him be, so you do. Once you leave and close the door to his room, you run into Loving Care, who has a concerned look on her face.

“What's going on? I heard noises.” She asks. You touch your nose twice.

“I gave Button a gift he's been wanting.” You say with a wink. She gives you a confused look, shakes her head and turns away.

“Thank you for your help Anon...I guess I'll have to get some new things now huh?” You shrug.

“Might as well anyway...moving on and all.” Loving Care says sadly as she walks down the stairs.

“Do you want some help with that?” You ask.

“hrrm? No, No, I think I'll be fine. You should get along now anyway. I wouldn't want to keep you waiting.” Her tone implied that she was a little sad, but she also had this hint of...relief?

“Is everything okay?” You ask, concerned.

“What? Oh, I'm fine. I guess it's just...it's finally over. He's gone for good after today...and I guess, even though it's a new chapter to my life, I guess it's kind of sad saying goodbye to the old one. Do you know what I mean?” She asks turning to you. You had to put some thought into it but you could kind of, sort of, understand what she meant.

“I think so, Like leaving school or leaving home for the first time?” She nods with a content smile.

“And I have you to thank for it Anon. I could never thank you enough for all you have done. I don't think I would-” You cringe from the praise. You were never one for being thanked.

“You can stop there. I'm humbled, really I am, but I only played a little part of this, it was all you." Man that was so cheesy you want to throw up. In fact where is the bathroom? "Plus I'm kinda getting tired of people thanking me for little things.”

“You underestimate your value Anon.” She says going down the stairs and into the kitchen where you take a seat at the table.

“Yeah yeah, self confidence and all that bullshit, whatever. SO, now that you're free, what do you plan to do next?” She takes a seat opposite you and hands you a mug.

“Oh I don't know. Get my life back on track, spend more time with Button, get back on my hooves financially and maybe try and get more out there.” You take a deep sip of your coffee and sigh.

“What about other guys?” She furrows her brows.

“Guys? You mean, am I going to find another stallion?” You nod. “Well, I don't know. It is a little soon to go out there and find another stallion, but maybe in time, I might meet the right one...again. But for now, I think I'm happy with things just the way they are.” You smile and nod as you take another sip.

“You know what Anon?” You raise your eyes to hers. “I'm glad I didn't get back together with Ship Shape. I don't know how that would have turned out, but I probably wouldn't have been as happy as I am now. And you know what?”

She exaggeratedly throws her front hooves in the air and starts to manically laugh. “HA HA! I'm free! No more Ship Shape! No more crap to deal with! and no more Crying myself to sleep! I'm finally free! Hahahaha! Finally! Thank You!” She replaces her hooves on the table as you look at her with a cocked eyebrow.

“ummm...what was that?” You ask. That was some joker shit she just pulled off right there, you're considering checking her house for explosives..

“I just realized, there is nothing holding me back.” She says with one of the happiest smiles you've ever seen on her pretty little mussel. “I could do anything I want. Nothing can stop me!”

You were really trying hard not to call the cops on her. You were pretty sure this was how deranged shootings started. “Uhh...Care? What about Button?” She deadpans at you.

“Oh come on Anon! I'm not going to do something crazy!” You let out a sigh of relief at the thought of avoiding a disaster...What? You were brought up on a bad diet of movies and video games. Those two things only ever spawn the paranoid or the crazy. Take a guess at which one you were.

“Mom?” You and Care both swivel round to see button in the doorway, sporting his mustache.

“Button what have I told you about wearing that.” Loving Care says through clenched teeth.

“But mom, this is mine. Anon got it for me!” She gives you the sternest of glares and actually makes you shrink a couple of sizes...not literally of course, you just feel like she's gonna kill you.

“Fine, but save it for special occasions.” She says, still giving you that death glare that could get Celestia herself to admit she left a shit in the bath tub...not that she would...

“Mom?” Button asked again. Loving Care turns her attention back to her son.

“What is it Button?” She says calmly.

“Can me and Sweetie Belle go to the carnival today?” He asks in his puppy voice. Loving Care sighs.

“Button it's actually 'Sweetie Belle and-'”

“Care don't do that, it just aggravates everyone around you.” She sternly looks at you, then a sly grin grows across her face.

“Oh? I can think of other ways to...aggravate you.” That look. that tone. that questionable choice of wording.

“Care, don't try to be Prench. Having one of them is bad enough.” She folds her front hooves and pouts...a lot like Prench....fuck she looks cute.

“Sooo can I go?” Buttons question cuts the two of you out of your dialogue and draws Loving Care's attention back to him.

“Will someone go with you? Because I can't I need to get the boxes outside to your father.” Loving Care asks. Button just shies away looking at his hooves.

“Well...uh...no.” He all but mumbles out. Loving Care just lets out a groan and rolls her eyes.

“Button. You know I'm not comfortable letting you wander the streets on your own. You could get hurt, or worse. You could-”

“I'll take him!” You say hoping to avoid Loving Care scarred Button with her scenarios.

“Yaaaaay!” Button cheers and Loving Care looks to you.

“I couldn't ask you to do that.” Loving Care says shyly.

“That didn't stop you from doing it before.” You thought sarcastically. You did have a point though.

“No no, I'll take him, you've got things to do and he wants to go. Besides, I've got nothing better to do anyway.” You say shrugging. Loving Care just returns to the kitchen to make something...you really didn't know, nor cared.

“All right, but if I find a single hair on his head out of place, you'll have to run really fast for a long time mister!” She says in that faux stern tone she uses when she's joking, but really isn't. You shrug. You were about to reply when the doorbell rang...wait there's a doorbell?

“I'll get it!” Button says, rushing out of the room and towards the front door. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you follow to see who it is. To your relief it's just Sweetie Belle.

“Hey Button.” She says in a downtrodden tone. She looks disappointed.

“Hey Sweetie Belle!...is something wrong?” Button says, noticing her expression. Sweetie Bell looks up with a sad look.

“My sister says that I can't go tonight. She doesn't want us going alone and she's too busy to watch us.” She says, looking at her hooves. Button just perks up and smiles.

“Oh it's okay now! Anon says he'll watch us! So we can go!” Button shouts enthusiastically.

“Really!?” Sweetie Belle Says, a small crack in her voice breaking out. You decided to leave them to their moment. You feared you were going to contract diabetes from those two if you stayed any longer.

“Well...Guess you cant back out now.” You thought as you sat at the kitchen table once again. But as you saw the excited smiles of the little foals knowing that they could, in fact, go to the carnival tonight. Knowing that it was because of you that they were so happy. It warmed you inside.

“OH YOU FUCKING CUNT!” You Screamed into the television as your character died from an arrow to the knee.

“Dude, chill out.” Thunderlane says, furiously mashing his controller to the point that you could swear that it was screaming at you for mercy.

“Don't tell me to chill out! That is the most infuriating sentence ever to exis- oh wait no that's 'chillax'...never mind.” You say, turning back to the screen-your character died.

“OH FUCK OFF YOU TESTICLE TASTING, UTERUS FISTING, FUCKING CUNT FISH!”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...I may have an anger issue.” You say, the sheer awkwardness of the situation causing the two of you to burst out into laughter and roll on the sofa.

“Cunt fish?” Thunderlane asks through his laughter.

“It was the first thing to come to mind.” You say, looking back to the screen as your character died again.

“That's it. Bail. You say walking over and turning off the games console.”

“Anon, that's not bailing, that's rage quitting.” Thunderlane says matter-of-factly.

“Whatever.” You say dismissively.

“Well, I'm bored so, wanna watch something?” Thunderlane asks, looking to your rather pitiful movie collection.

“How about The Heat?” Prench asks from the doorway. Her sudden appearance making you nearly shit yourself and Thunderlane bursts out into laughter.

“Holy fuck! We need to put a bell on you or something!...AND FUCK NO!” You say, allowing your heart rate to go back to normal. “Besides, I got somewhere to be in...” You glance at the clock. “...half an hour.” Prench Just cocks an eyebrow.

“let me guess? You're gonna go see LC?” Prench says sarcastically. You just smirk and...

“Nope, I'm gonna take Button and Sweetie Belle to the carnival.” You say taking a seat next to Thunderlane, who was groaning and face hoofing.

“Oh Anon, You are in so deep you're finding treasure.” He says with a light chuckle.

“What does that mean?” You say a little confused.

“He means that you've pretty much replaced the other guy.” Prench says joining you on the sofa.

“Hey, how did you get in here anyway?” You ask.

“Thunderlane gave me a key.” You arch an eyebrow, looking between the two.

“We were looking for a way to fuck with you, and...” She waves her hoof around exasperatedly at the apartment. You just roll your eyes.

“So that's my plans for today. What about you two.” You ask, leaning into the chair...Fuck these chairs were fucking comfy.

“Funnily enough, I was going to take cloud chaser out to the carnival too. She was pestering me.” Thunderlane says. Prench just looks between you, looking betrayed.

“Great so both of you are going to bail on me?” You shrug your shoulders.

“Not our fault you didn't get a date.” Thunderlane says nonchalantly. Prench looks to you with those puppy dog eyes.

“You do owe me for today.” You give her a level stare.

“And here I thought I'd get help, no strings attached.” You say, letting your head fall back.

“Wait, you said I'd get GTC if I helped you!” Thunderlane calls. You reach your hand over the rest and grab the case to the game, then throw it in his general direction. He catches it and cradles it like a baby and goes to his room to...you don't know. he's probably jerking it or something. Prench remains sat next to you, looking at you expectantly.

“Well?” She ask. You sigh heavily.

“I guess you can come, but there's gonna be two foals and you're gonna have to watch your behavior.” Prench scoffs and chuckles.

“Anon I can be behaved.” She lids her eyes and her tone goes sultry. “In fact...I can be so well behaved, I think I deserve a reward.” She leans over and breaths down your neck, placing her front hooves on your shoulders and swiveling herself so she's sat on your lap. “Don't you think I deserve a reward Anon?” She says, blinking several times. Reaching her mussel forward until a hairs breadth separates your lips. “I think you deserve a reward as well, don't you?” You cock an eyebrow at her.

“Nah, I'm fine. Thanks for the offer though.” You say shoving her off of you, letting her land on the floor with a comical thud.

“Celestia damn it! Why can't you get all hot and bothered anymore?!” She says, frustrated. You just chuckle.

“To be honest, your reaction, when it doesn't work, is hilarious.” You say, barely stopping yourself from breaking out into full blown laughter.

Though honestly, she did still have a certain effect on you...there was a reason of course, why you had to shove her off your lap.

You stood outside of carousel boutique with Button and Prench. The three of you were waiting on Sweetie Belle, who was taking forever. You were tempted to ditch her, but you weren't that heartless...though maybe of she were to be...

“Ready!” You looked over to see Sweetie Belle, who had obviously went through with some kind of make over beforehand, because she had the pony equivalent of makeup on her face, her hooves were polished to the point of reflecting and her coat and mane must have been combed a thousand times to beat feathers in softness. Someone was clearly trying to get Button's attention and she was doing a bang up job of it. Button was blushing as red as the blood on a crap on curry night...okay that made you a little sick to think about. Button was blushing that's all that needs to be noted.

“Okay then! Lets go.” You say, clapping your hands together. Sweetie Belle just scuffs her hooves against the ground shyly.

“What's up?” Prench asks. Sweetie Belle just looks around nervously, clearly expecting something.

“Hey wait up!” You hear called out behind you. Turning, you see another four foals running towards your group.

“Hey.” The Orange one says, beside her was a little white colt, a yellow filly and a white and brown colt, all standing there panting.

“What's going on?” You ask, looking at the new additions.

“M-Mr Anonymous? Would i-it be okay if Applebloom and Scootaloo came with us?” Sweetie Belle asks. Okay when did someone put a note on your back saying daycare specialist?!

“But Look at their little faces, do you want to disappoint them?” Fuck you brain. Fuck. You.

“I guess. But I'd rather you'd asked before they showed up, you know...some warning.” You tried not to sound like an asshole but you still managed to make her ears fold back in shame.

“I said it's okay. You can all come, but behave yourselves.” a perfectly in unison call of 'we will' rung out before all of the ponies rushed off in the direction of the carnival.

“You're too sweet you know that?” Prench says, bumping her flank into your leg, sending you flying. After stumbling and regaining your balance, you let out an awkward chuckle.

“What can I say, I can't say no to kids.” The two of you walk off towards the carnival, trying to catch up to the kids.

This was a bad idea. “WHOOO HOOO!” This was a really bad idea. “Come on Anon! Get your hooves up!” This can only end badly. The images of the area around you have been blurred into one. You could hear the screams of agony of the other carnival goers. This was really, really, bad.

“You know Anon if you're not fine with virgin, can I call you pussy? 'cos only pussies get freaked out by the teacups.” Prench asks.

“Fuck. You. Prench.” You say, barely containing your stomach contents. The ride comes to a slow and everyone climbs out.

“That was awesome! Let's do that again!” Scootaloo shouts, the others quick to agree with her. Oh fuck. They all get in line again and to show that you're not a complete pussy, you get in the line as well.

“You know Anon, you don't have to get in the line with the brave kids. We won't think any less of you.” You give her a level glare.

“Shut it.” You were always a man of witty comebacks.

“Die! Die! Die!” You fired your water balloon into the clowns mouth, inflating the balloon above it's head. You'd been at this for a few minutes and the balloon was close to popping when...

“We have a winner!” The carny Pulls down a large stuffed bear and hands it to Button, who hands it to Sweetie Belle...Fucking Cliche as shit.

“Do we have any other takers?” The carny asks to the group and a few others step up to the mark, now you guess it was time to move onto the next gimmick.

Would. You. Please. Fucking. Land. On. the. Fucking. Cone. You. Piece! Of! Shit!

You were at the ring toss and it was safe to say that it...wasn't your best. Miss. Miss. Miss. FUCK! Applebloom steps up to the mark flings her ring, it glides over gracefully then lands on the cone...fucking first time?! Yes, you just got shown up by a filly, so what! She gets her prize, a slingshot, and she and her date, who you found out was called pip, Went off.

“Anon, this is painful.” Prench says sitting next to you. You just groan and move on.

*shling* *Splacht*

The watermelon lands on the target and featherweight, who was Scootaloo's date, wins his prize from the catapult launch stand. Yeah, you're not even going to bother.

Giving his Prize to Scootaloo, he and Scootaloo walk off to some sort of train ride thing

Boo! hahahahaha

Boo! hahahahaha

Boo! hahahahaha

Yeah that 'train thing' was actually a scary train...and it was shit.

“AHHH!” At least for you it was. Prench was properly shitting herself. And from the sounds of it, so were the others. It was literally a bunch of mechanical ghosts, bursting out at you for cheep jump scares. What's the deal? This was a complete waste of money. However...

Boo! hahahahaha

“Ahh!” Prench launches herself into your arms and clings on for dear life. Your stomach does backflips and your heart feels like it's going to beat right out of your chest. You had this beautiful mare in your arms and you felt like your were going to die right there and you'd be okay with that.

“You know they're not real right?” You ask, waiting for her to let go.

“Fuck off. They're scary!” You scratch behind her ears to get her to relax...And then you put on your baby voice

“Don't worry. I'll protect, wittle woasty.” She lightly punches you in the stomach.

“Shut up.” You chuckle away your pain.

Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit. Now you were really fucked. You didn't know where anyone was...well you knew where Prench was, but the foals had pissed off. They were ahead of you and they must slinked away when you were still on the train and now you were fucked...and panicking.

“Anon, it'll be okay, we'll find them.” Prench tries to reassure you but you were too far gone.

"Oh fuck, what if someone took them!? Or they fell down somewhere!? Oh my god Nobody will ever forgive me?!"

"Anon! Calm down!" You grab Prench by the shoulders.

“Quick! Think! If you were eight, were would you go?” She slinks back a little and looks around.

“Um...Probably somewhere exclusive.” Hrmm...where would...Of course! You turn and run down past half of the carnival ground, dodging ponies left and right, who are all quite happy to get out of the way of a barreling human.

“Anon! Where are you going?” You turn around several corners, run down several lines and out of the carnival, heading to the white tail woods.

Stopping just at the entrance to the woods, you wait for Prench to catch up. “What's the deal?” She asks. You point to the woods.

“I need you to look around for them from the air. I'll go in and find them on the ground.” Prench cocks an eyebrow at you.

“Anon, what if they're not in there?” You contemplate it for a moment, drawing up one conclusion.

“Then we're fucked.” You rush forward into the woods as fast as you can, before she can say anything.

The first thing you notice is the sheer darkness of it all and this wasn't even the Everfree, There was little light making it's way to your eyes and what little there was, wasn't very good. You needed to find those kids and you needed to find them fast.

The various twigs, branches and shrubs scraped at your body as you tried to throw yourself through the woodland area. The moon was providing a little light, but not enough to be of use. You remained quiet, trying to listen for them, hoping they would give a clue as to where they were.

However when you did find them, you didn't hear them, you saw them. They were in a little clearing a little bit in, with a small lantern for light...where did they get that?...never mind. You decide to sneak up on them to really catch them in the act.

You crawl down on your hands and knees and crawl your way over to this small clearing, trying with all of your effort to make as little noise as possible.

“So, the rules of this game are simple. Whoever the neck of the bottle lands on has to kiss the spinner.” Oh fuck no! They were not playing spin the bottle! Oh fuck.

Scootaloo reached forward and spun the bottle round, allowing for it to bring up momentum. How it was spinning on dirt you'll never know, but you had an idea to really freak them out.

Everyone was fixated on this bottle's spinning. Around and around it went. Passing Applebloom, Pip, Button, Sweetie, Featherweight, Scootalloo and slowing down and landing on...you.

The foals tensed up and squeaked at your sudden appearance. Probably more terrified by the expression on your face than you're actual presence.

“A-Anon?” Button barely able to say as you sat there glaring at these foals. You made sure to look like you were in thought and look a little you were trying to restrain yourself from physical violence...not that you would of course.

Your little show did wonders to get them to avoid eye contact with you. You looked around in thought, but you already knew what to say.

“What. The Heck did you think you were doing? Coming out here?” All of their ears remain glued to their heads, it would usually get you to tone it down, but not now. Oh no.

“Do you realize what you've done?” None of them speak up. “Well?!” They all shake their heads slowly, looking at their hooves.

“I was worried sick. I thought something might have happened to you. Something could have happened to you! Do you all realize how hard it would have been to go up to each of your families and tell them that I failed to keep you safe?!”

“But mister Anonymous. We were right here the whole time we were-” Sweetie Belle tries to reason, but you were having none of it.

“No! You turned out to be fine this time, but something could have still happened, one of you might have tripped and fell, you might have run across an unfriendly critter, or even gotten foalnapped! You may have been here, but that doesn't mean you're safe, now I want you to go back to that carnival and I want you to stay within my sight for the rest of the night. This is your first warning, you don't get another. You try this again, I will march you to your homes and I will tell each of your parents why. You got that!?” They all nod quietly, getting to their hooves and walking back to the carnival.

“Wow, remind me never to piss you off.” Prench says landing next to you.

“Don't give me that. I was worried sick.” She places her hoof on your shoulder.

“You were right to...” She looks to the foals. “...this is so unlike them.” You nod.

“Boys. Probably trying to impress them or maybe the other way around, I don't know.” You say flatly, walking along side the foals.

“Mister Anonymous? Are y'all mad at us?” Applebloom asks, looking at you with puppy dog eyes. You always wanted a reason to say this...

“I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed.” And she looks to her hooves as she walks along. That phrase works every time

So with the mood completely destroyed, you try to get spirits back up by taking them to the carousel. You weren't going on it. You were just going to watch to make sure they don't piss off again. Applebloom and Pipsqueak climb on a...horse? Scootaloo and Featherweight get on one, and Button and Sweetie Belle Share a horse...seriously. The rules in Equestria are getting confusing. Horses riding horses? Prench nudges your side.

“Come on, they're not going to run off now. Not after that scolding you gave. You want to go on?” You shake your head.

“Of course they're not going to run off, but I want to show them what happens when they abuse my trust.” You say. Prench just nods.

“You'd make a great dad. you know that?” You chuckle.

“Of course I would. I already have to take care of you. You're pretty much a marechild as it- OW!” She punches you in the arm as the ride starts.

“I'm serious. You would.” You sigh.

“I'm not planning to have a child for a long time Prench...or even if I can! I doubt I'd ever become a father.” Prench just laughs and looks to the foals on the ride.

“You know Anon, I think you already are one.” She nods her head towards Button who appears to be holding onto Sweetie Belle by the waist as they ride around the carousel. It was rather cute...too bad you're pissed.

“I think you're mistaken.” You say as she shrugs her shoulders.

“Whatever you say Anon. Whatever you say.” She says walking over to the exit.

“Who wants to go on the Ferris wheel?” None of them say anything, just following behind you like a train. You shake your head, you felt a little bad about your rant, but it was necessary...right?...OH fuck it!

“Okay, you know what? I was wrong to go off on you guys like that and I'm sorry. But you have to understand that we were worried for your safety and we were just looking out for what's best for you. I'd like to put this whole thing behind us and move on...okay? But you have to not abuse my trust.” The foals all nod and look a little lighter than they did.

“Can we go on the Ferris Wheel?” Pipsqueak asks. You nod and begin to walk over to the large wheel on the edge of the carnival.

The carny motions for your group to get into the baskets. Each baskets held four passengers, so you, Prench, Sweetie Belle and Button were in a cart and the others in the next one.

You sat down as the basket carried you into the air slowly, gently rocking your little group.

“*gasp* Just look at Ponyville.” Sweetie Belle said, pointing over to the moonlit skyline of the town. It wasn't as impressive as some of the human cities you remember, but it was still pretty beautiful. You turn back to see Sweetie Belle's lips locked with Button's...and then you turn back awkwardly looking over to the other basket...where they were doing the same thing...oh fuck.

You were trapped here in this basket with a beautiful mare and foals kissing and a really romantic...Wait a minute. You reach over and wrap your arm around Prench, who leans her back into you and sighs.

“You know Anon, it really is beautiful out here.” Prench says happily. Okay, just kiss her...No? Okay, uh kiss her forehead...No? Um...rub her belly...No? Okay fuck it. God you're a little bitch Anon. Prench relaxes into your side and sighs in content.

"You're such a good friend Anon"

“Well, fuck me sideways.”

“Okay, Goodnight Rarity.” You say, to the white mare as Sweetie Departs from your group. Applebloom, Scootaloo, Featherweight, and Pipsqueak had all been dropped off and now it was just you, Prench and Button.

“So Button, You little Playa.” Prench says, walking down towards Loving Care's place. Button just blushes, really hard and tries to avoid eye contact.

“Leave him alone Prench." You turn to Button. "Good job Buddy.” You say patting him on the head, pushing the little spinney hat over to the side.

After readjusting the hat, button speaks up, the blush still present on his face. "T-Thanks...I guess..." He looks to the ground and let's out a sigh of resignation. "Anon, We're really sorry about...You know... the-” you pat him on the head again, knocking the hat to the side.

“It's fine Button. Just don't do it again and everything should be okay...simple as.” You say approaching Loving Care's house. You were glad that that was over with. You were surprised at how stressful watching a bunch of foals could be, But at least it was over with. You push the doorbell and wait for Loving Care to answer the door. When she does, he face lights up at the sight of her son and you sigh with relief to see that all of that crap at the side of her door was gone completely. You guess Ship Shape got his shit.

“So how was he?” Loving Care asks, looking to you. You just nod.

“He was fine. A few issues here and there, but everything was fine.” You say, letting yourself just stand there.

“Would you like to come in and have some coffee?” Loving Care asks.

“Not tonight, I need to get to sleep. I'll see you soon. though” As you say that Loving Care's ears flattened against her head in disappointment. You'd feel bad, but you really needed to sleep.

“Well, thanks for watching Button for me. I guess I'll see you another time. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” You say, as she closes the door. Prench Doesn't say anything. She just walks off towards her house. You can't help but get lost in the motion of her hips as they sway back and forth as she walks. At least that was before she noticed you.

“What?” You shake you head to rid yourself of the naughty thoughts that were manifesting.

“Nothing. Never mind...er...goodnight.” You say,as you rather quickly vacate the area. What was wrong with you?

You open the door to your apartment and take in the peaceful surroundings, finally home. Home sweet home. No foals fucking with you, no mares fucking with your thoughts. Just this place of rest, where the only sounds were of peace and quiet...and crying?

Concerned, you venture further into the Apartment Looking around for the source of the crying. You didn't have to look far because right there on the sofa was Thunderlane, crying his eyes out into a pillow. Bawling like a baby.

“Thunder? What's wrong?” He just cries further into his pillow. You take a seat next to him. “Was Grand Theft Carriage Complete shit?”

“It's Cloud Chaser.” He says into his pillow. A little muffled,but you got it.

“What about her?” You ask, your concern rising.

“She dumped me.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“Oh fuck. Here we go again.”

Author's Note

Okay, sorry about the delay. Writer's block is a bitch.

I don't really feel comfortable telling you guys when to expect the new chapter, because I always take longer than I say. (and for that, I'm sorry.) So just know That I'll work on the next chapter and I don't forget about you guys. I know if you're reading this, then you've put up with my writing so far (And for that, I thank you) So just so you know. Me getting the next chapter is always on my mind. so yeah, whiny bitchy bit done with.

so until next time. if you could point out mistakes, plot holes, fucking stupidity and any other errors, grammatical or otherwise I'd be grateful.

And stay awesome!