Finding your place in the worldby Goro AdatchiChaptersMoving dayDinner formalitiesUnder new management Moving day-Tuesday A dark apartment with a couch right next to the open kitchen and two other doors. One leading to a bed room which went unused by its occupant and the other to a bathroom that ran hot and cold water without the hot. A duffle bag and a suitcase sat silently next to the door ready to leave there at a moments notice.The place that the owner slept was not a home. It only held one occupant and yet he never felt welcomed. The door next to the kitchen which lead to the outside world opened slowly as if the entity who had opened it did so out of obligation. The occupant of these rooms had returned. With a faint smell of alcohol he entered his apartment for the last time. His landlord had informed him 2 months ago that the building was deemed "impossible to live in" and "was in dire need of demolishing." or something. He could use a change of scenery, this place was always unsettling to him. Probably because he lived in the dodgy end of Canterlot. The only nice part of this side of town was the bar he worked at. He loved it there, his co- workers were friendly and they made jokes about each other every day. He was sad when he had to quit. His sister lived in the complete opposite side of town (The more shiny part) making it would be impossible to commute to and fro everyday. The taxi fair alone would cost more then what he was making. He sat on the floor waiting for the hours to pass. His sister was going to pick him up at 6 am sharp. And he was sure that they were going to leave not a moment later. He hated this place. It made him feel alone and less of a stallion and more of a colt. Shaking his head to disrupt the thoughts, he looked at the clock. "3 am eh?" He said aloud. He was sitting alone in the dark for roughly 4 hours now. He decided to leave the dark and depressing place. The place where he had spent 11 months of his time doing nothing but existing. He picked up his things and opened his door. He paused in the hall way and looked back. "Was it always this dark?" He asked himself. He remembered the first day he moved in. Fresh out of collage he was determined to make his own mark in life, and he knew this is where he would start. 11 months was along time to prove himself wrong. He started down the hall to wait the remaining 2 and a half hours in front of the building for his sister. At the chime of 6 he saw a hint of sun rise from earth. He wondered how Princess Celestia was doing. His sister held an important title that kept her in constant contact with the Princesses. They had become close friends and acted very familiar with each other. Celestia herself invited his sister and him to the castle for hearthswarming Eve. He too was close with Celestia but he never flaunted it. He would send her a letter now and then to see if she wasn't terribly busy and they would have some tea and catch up. They hadn't done so in quite some time so he was hoping it would be raiser what with living near the castle now. His thought were interrupted by a squeal of delight. "Polaris!" His sister squealed. She was almost as delighted as him to see her. She engulfed her little brother in the tightest hug she could manage. "I missed you! How long has it been how many years?" "Hey Emmy it's been like three weeks." He chuckled. His sister was always saying stuff to get him to laugh. "And I sent you a letter yesterday." She frowned at him. He smiled slightly and rolled his eyes. He would have to play along. "I mean, so many years! I've missed you too!" She gave him a nuggy and scoffed "Smartass. So you all packed?" He nodded his head and grabbed his bad. She took his suitcase and they started walking. "It's gonna be like old times living together!" She said with a slight nudge. "Do you want your own room or bunk beds?" She asked. "Is that even a question?" He said without looking. "Bunk beds duh!" He nudged her back. "Well you either get bottom bunk your your own room. Non negotiable." She said with a half serious tone. He feigned shock. "Bah! I refuse to sleep under you, you might make the bed collapse!" He laughed as she hit him in the arm. "Well we don't want another bed wetting experience now do we?" She teased. "That was once, ONCE!" He defended. "Pfft whatever I'm still scared." There was a short silence followed by uncontrollable laughter. He really missed his sister. She always knew how to make him smile. As they continued walking the sun rose higher and higher but the air remained brisk. "So, there's this fancy dinner thing happening on Thursday. And-" "Will there be free food?" He interrupted. "Yes and dancing and we can go shopping for a suit tomorrow if you'd like." Polaris opened his mouth to sY something. "Yes we can get some ice cream." His mouth fell silent. It was a tradition between them. Ever since she went off to boarding school, whenever they were apart for more then a week she would always treat him to ice cream. Clearing his throat he answered with a more refined accent. "Hmm I guess I shan't say no then." She mimicked his voice. "Yes quite." She said fake sipping some tea. As they sauntered down the street the air warmed a bit. "I'll be sure to inform the major that we'll be attending." His eyes widened. "The major is going? I haven't seen him since my birthday!" He said excitedly. "He dose quite miss you. He wishes you'd write more but he knows your in a hard time in your life and understands." She said doing her best impersonation of the major. "Gee thanks major." He laughed. "Well here we are! La casa de Emerald!" She said as the had arrived at her estate. A rather small three story mansion. It was given to her when she was promoted it was also a gift from Celestia herself. The gates opened and they were greeted as one of her staff took the bags from them both. "Please take these to the guess bed room Hanz." "Very good madam." He bowed as he used his magic to lift the bags. "Hello again master Polaris." He said as he bowed to Polaris. "Hey Hanz, how's the wife?" He asked as the walked. "As exhausting as ever sir." He said with a small grin. "Hanz you dog, never change." He said straightening himself. "Now be gone with you!" He said in a snooty tone. Rubbing his hooves together Hanz said just as snootily "hmm very good sir." And left. Hanz was the oldest but most enthusiastic stallion his sister had employed. He stopped his sister. "Hey, you know I'm only staying-" "Until you get back on your feet yeah I know. Do you want me to ask around for any available jobs?" She asked. "Or would you like to continue using your own resources?" "Don't start." He said exhaustedly. When he left to start his new life he decided that he would find his way without anyponies help. "The only thing I need help with right now is learning prober dinner technique." His sister laughed and gave him a peck on the head. "Alright but first. You get some rest. You have bags under your eyes, and we shan't have that at dinner! Now off you go I'll wake you around noon and we can get some lunch." -Wednesday A lone candle was the only thing lighting her dark bedroom. The sound of a sad lullaby was being played by its occupant. The instrument that was being played was engrave on the side. 'Property of Octavia' it read. It was late when she played, not too late as to disturb her house mate though. But still late enough for her to feel like she needed to play something a bit sad. She made it a personal goal to play at least once every night. It cleared her head of the days events and allowed her to sleep more peacefully though she was having trouble tonight. She was especially perturbed because her boss had invited her to a formal dinner party tomorrow. He was known to be a bit of a slime-ball, but if she said no then it could mean the end of her carrier. "It's just dinner Octavia that's all." She tried to calm herself. "Hmm, but the last mare he had dinner with was also made to had "breakfast" with him." She missed a note in her song with the thought of sleeping with such a creep. It was well known that her boss Mr. Decibel or as he would have her call him Decibel spent his and the music halls, in which they worked, money on two things: rigged races and loose mares. She sighed aloud and put down her instrument. She decided to save this matter for the morning. She took a deep breath. She decided on the topic of domestics for her next problem. Her and her friend were in dire need of another roommate. The last one was doing some form of drug and was arrested. A shame but they never got along well anyway. Maybe she should put an add in the paper? Or talk to her friend about potential replacements? "Gah!" She said tossing her hooves up. "Are there no problems which I can solve tonight?" She sighed again and have up. She was going to bed. Maybe a good night sleep was what she needed. Dinner formalities-Thursday The opulence of the dinning hall was almost unsettlingly beautiful. The tables were scattered around a mahogany dance floor. There were two doors one to enter and leave and the other which lead to the kitchen which emitted a most luxurious smell. As the guests began to saunter in the band of a piano and violinist began to play. The music nicely and neatly fit the room. A table with a sign marked 'Reserved' was place at the corner opposite the music but next to the kitchen. A larger gentleman with a well groomed mustache and a monocle had arrived first. His many commendations and metals adorned his breast pocket. "Ah good evening major a pleasure as always, may I get you anything while you wait for the others?" Said a waiter with a Prench accent. The major cleared his throat. "Blaharmhm! Ah yes may I see you selection of wine?" He asked with a thick accent if his own. "But of course. Just a moment sir." The waiter said as he bowed and left. As the major waited two more ponies had arrive. A mare and a stallion. The stallion was warring an expensive black tux with gold watch and gold cufflinks. The mare on his arm was dressed in a black dress in purple trim that had a slit half way up the right side. "Major Phalanx, might I say you are looking quite exuberant tonight." The majors face was solid as stone. He wondered how many large and sophisticated words he would try to flatter him with. Still keeping appearance was how he was raised. "Ahem, thank you Mr. Decibel and might I say your date looks rather stunning." He said turning in direction to a rather uncomfortable looking mare. He began to get up to great her. "Wait allow me-" she was cut off by the major. "Nonsense, what kind of gentlecolt would I be if I didn't stand for m'lady?" He said with a smile. He got up with a grunt and walked over to Octavia. He kissed her hoof and introduced himself. "Good evening my name is Major Phalanx." Decibel was about to introduce for her when he was silenced by the major clearing his throat. She gave a small curtsy. "Hello major I'm Octavia it's an honor to meet you." "Oh no my dear," He pulled out her seat."the honor is mine." She was charmed. Though he was old he still had it. Mr. Decibel stuck out his hoof to the major for a shake but the major ignored him and went back to his seat just as a gaggle of waiters arrived with an assortment of wines. "Please feel free to pick any wines I'll be paying for this meal." Decibel began to order but was interrupted by the major. "Miss Octavia, I do believe the term is ladies first." 'I might enjoy this dinner after all.' She thought as she chose her wine. "Ah yes very good miss." Said the waiter. Decibel was about to ordered when the major cut him off again. "I think il go with this one if you'd please. And also my other guests will have to share a bottle." He said shaking his head. "This one for them then. I'm sure they both enjoy red wine. Decibel are you going to order or sit there all night?" The major said impatiently. He ordered with a rather sour tone and the waiter nodded as he lead the others holding the wine bottles back to the kitchen. Making sure he wasn't interrupting anyone Decibel asked, "So who might we be waiting for? Fellow entrepreneurs?" The major looked up from his menu. "Hmm? No just some close relatives." He said looking back at his menu. While the major was distracted he whispered to Octavia. "Remember, the major rarely takes to anypony. If anyone asks we have been seeing each other for 6 months and it seems serious." He said with a smirk. She realized just how petty and conniving he really was. "All you have to do is act lovey dovey with me and I'll assure you a spot as first chair in the music hall." She knew she was selling her soul here but she worked too long to pass this up. She nodded with sadness in her heart. "Maybe I'll give you a little something extra later if your really good." He said with a disgusting smirk. She was feeling queasy. Her thoughts were interrupted. "Hello major." Said a green mare in a light green dress with her hair done up. "How are you tonight?" As she gave him a kiss on the cheek. The major smiled. "Ah Emerald my dear, I'm alright my though my heels are killing me though." He said through his smile. "It's all that salt you eat you know what you doctor said." She scolded him. Which he retorted with a scoff and a nervous glance at his pocket watch. As he looked behind her his eyes widened. And his smile grew. "Polaris my lad!" Hey yelled about to get up when he was held down by the mare in green. A stallion quickened his pace and gave the major a hug. "Glad you could make it m'boy!" As they broke the embrace he pulled out a chair for Emerald. As she sat she introduced herself "Hello I am Emerald Ice." She shook Decibels hoof then Octavia's. "Hello Emerald Ice I am Decibel and this is Octavia my date." He said beaming. Polaris made his way around the table. To shake hands. He first shook hooves with Decibel. "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Decibel." He then looked at the mare on his right. "I'm sorry miss I didn't catch your name." He said with an out held hoof. "She's Octavia." Noted Polaris who cocked his head sideways and stared at Mr. Decibel. "Thank you." He turned back to Octavia. "Such a beautiful name suits you well." He kissed her hoof. "Good evening miss Octavia I'm Polaris and if I may that gown looks quite exquisite. She blushed and wondered if all members of majors family was this charming. As Polaris sat next to Emerald ice Decibel decided to make conversation. "So how do you know each other?" He asked trying to break tension. "I've raised these two trouble makers since they were foals." Said the major proudly. "Ah and how do you two know each other?" He said smiling at Emerald ice. "He's my little brother." She said quickly. "Well she says little but I'm a full half inch taller." He said stretching as if it was no big deal. She gave him a nudge. "Only because his shoes give him an extra inch." She said sipping her wine. He gave her a slight nudge and a small smile. "So Decibel what do you do for a living?" He said trying to make conversation. "Well I'm a proprietor in a theatrical and musical sorts involving only the superb and talented of musicians." He said with gusto. "That's gotta be handful." He said. "Busy line of work is it?" He inquired. "Yes I guess you could say its a busy, rhumb line!" He and Polaris laughed followed by Octavia And Emerald. The major refused to join in the merriment. He turned to the major. "You get it rhumb line." The major nodded his head. "I suppose he didn't get it, in time" Polaris said. Him and Decibel chuckled as Emerald face hoofed. "Ladies and gentlemen are you all ready to order?" The waiter asked. With a nod from everyone the major spoke. "Ah yes ladies first." Decibel was the first to speak and a silent grime was shared through out the table. "My Octavia will be having the grilled salmon and I-" he was interrupted by Emerald ice this time. "I do believe its ladies first so unless you are a lady I suggest you wait till we're done." She said loosing her patience. She placed her order then Decibel then The major. "Ah could I have-" he was the one to be interrupted. "He'll be having a salad. And sparkling water." Said Emerald ice with a harsh glance to the major. The major crossed his hooves and grumbled to himself. The waiter came to Polaris. "Yes could I have two steaks one with a side of mash potatoes and another by itself." The waiter bowed and left with there order. Polaris gave a wink to the major and the majors mood was uplifted. A sigh was heard from Emerald. "Now then miss Octavia what do you do?" She looked at her date for an answer. "She preforms for formal parties and such. She plays, what was it? Double bass?" He took a sip of his wine. A wave of anger took over her. "I've seen her at the castle once I think, for the Grand Galloping Galla? And weren't you playing a cello?" Octavia was very glad that she was remembered and that her instrument was defended. "Bah! What's the difference really?" Decibel said nonchalantly. "She's just a novice really. The one assigned to preform caught a cold and she was all we had to work with." Everyone had on a sour face except Decibel who was too wrapped up in himself to notice the others and Polaris who was now on his third glass of wine. "Excuse me the wine has finally caught up with me." With his absence the the others talked freely. "Are you alright m'boy?" The major asked. "Yes why is something wrong?" He asked. "Yes. You! What happened to you?" He said almost livid. "What do you mean?" "What do I mean? I mean I raised you better. I raised a stallion not a colt!" He took a huff of breath. "I know you know why I asked him to dinner. And you saw the way he's been treating his date. Parse this outburst miss Octavia bit if a family matter." He said at Octavia who only shook her head in dismissal. "A year ago you would have clobbered him by now. What happened to you? What happened to my boy?" He said sadly. Polaris could only look down as he took another drink of his wine. "Sometimes ponies find put the way they see the world was wrong. Sometimes they grow up." His hoof laid limply on the table. Octavia put her hoof on his and said softly. "I know what you mean." He looked up in to her amethyst colored eyes. They looked sad, he could feel his own heart breaking. How could a beautiful mare know his strife and have such sadden eyes unless she was suffering herself. This was his breaking point. He took her hoof and a deep breath. "I'm afraid I haven't been acting like myself for quite sometime." He said clearing his throat. He gave a sharp glare to the major. "But that's going to change right now." He turned to Octavia gave a flash of a smile and held her hoof with both oh his. "Miss Octavia would give me the honor of a dance." All she could do was nod. He turned to his date. "If you'll excuse us Emmy, Major." As they walked to the dance floor Major smiled. "Glad he wised up! Another minute or two and I would have cracked him one good!" He said snorting. Emerald ice laughed slightly. "We both know you wouldn't harm a hair on his head." "His? No. Yours?" He gave her a quick tap on the head with the menu. "Ow!" She rubbed her head. "What was that for?" "That's a reminder. No matter how big and important you get I'll still knock you down a peg or two!" He said with authority. She waited. "Ahem, ah how's your head?" She laughed a bit too loudly. "Don't worry major we both know you'll be the most hurt from the tough love act." She sipped her wine. Under new management Under new management -Thursday The music flowed around and between them as the made there way to dance floor. Facing her he spoke. "So I should probably warn you the only dance move I know is 'The shuffle back and forth'." He said rubbing the back of his head. Octavia smiled "Shall I lead then?" She joked. "Only if you think you can dip me." He said laughing. "So, why are you here with Decibel? And please don't tell me he has a wonderful personality." She grimaced. She was about to repeat what she had been told when a hoof was gently placed on her lips. "Please the truth. Anything said here stays here. You have my word." As his hoof fell she swallowed hard. A loud gulp came from her and she took a breath. "As my boss he holds certain... Leverage over who gets the better gigs." She paused for a moment. "If he asks you something then you do it no questions asked." Her faced soured. "So it's safe to say you two aren't serious then?" He said as he twirled her. She closed her eyes and smiled. "No. At least I don't want to be. But if he says jump I say-" "Off of what cliff?" He asked. Octavia snorted in response and quickly covered her mouth. A great cackle was heard from Polaris followed by more of Octavia's laughing. As the laughter died the dancers bodies got closer. "So are you seeing anyone at the moment?" He asked just a tone softer. She looked down. "Regretfully no. I'm afraid the opposite sex finds me most harsh towards the subject of love." "Regretful indeed. Why haven't seen you act harsh all night. Rather you've been quite disarming with your charm." "It's you who disarms me Polaris." She said softly. "You've been paying me with nothing but complements this whole night." "I've only been saying what I think m'lady. The fact that your beautiful should be obvious. Now if I were to go into detail with how beautiful you really are, I could see how that could be mistaken for flattery." "You've taken quite a forward step since that talk with your major." "Well he does have quite an influence over me. But it wasn't his words but yours that brought me back to my formal self." "Hmm? What did I say?" She said trying to remember. "After I said my piece you replied with 'I know what you mean.' And I looked into your eyes and I told myself: No. No more of this. And I made a silent vow to protect myself from the pains of the world." "Miss Octavia." He said looking into her eyes. "I must apologize for my earlier behavior. You were being insulted and I did nothing to stop that. That is my folly and I swear it won't happen again." She shook her head. "It doesn't bother me." She lied. "I get insulted like that all the time." He looked at her with big puppy dog eyes. "A mare such as beautiful and talented should never be insulted." She was charmed again. She positioned herself for another dance and she rested her head on his shoulder. She was glad to have met him. At the table the major was watching the pair dance as Decibel returned. "Where's Octavia?" He wondered. The other two ignored him as the dinner had arrived. As all the plates were set Octavia and Polaris rejoined the table. Polaris kissed her hoof and bowed thanking her for the dance. She gave him a curtsy and sat at the chair which he had pulled out for her. Decibel had noticed that she sat closer to Polaris this time. He gave her a wicked glare in her general direction. "Something wrong Mr. Decibel?" Polaris said with an innocent look on his face. He shook his head and continued to eat. "Oh would you look at this!" Said Polaris. "It seams I have ordered two steaks instead of one! Major would you be so kind as to assist me in eating one of these?" His acting was atrocious on purpose and the major played along. "Well I say, if I must but do remember that I must watch my salt! Tia the doctors orders." And with that they both looked at Emerald ice. She stared at the pair as she spun her spaghetti and smiled. "Piss off the pair of you." "Oh come now dear sister." He said putting an arm around her. " will just put him on rice patties and water." "That's right!" Said the major agreeing. He thought for a moment. "I beg your pardon!" Emerald ice choked on a bit of her dinner. And the whole table stiffed a chuckle. Clearing his throat the major pulled out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Decibel. "Now that we all sitting comfortable." Decibel opened the letter thinking it was commendations but his face had a confused look on it. "I- I don't understand." His voice quivered. "What is this?" He demanded. "What you hold is a signed document from all your shareholders voting you out and placing me in charge of the music hall." The major calmly took a sip of his wine. "You see one of the mares in which you, ahem, 'worked late' with filed for sexual harassment. And instead of using the lawyers you bought off she decided to come to me. After a few minuets of research I found numerous lawsuits following the same make. I brought this up to the shareholders and they said something about besmirching of there good names or something. They decided to sell the rights to me so long as I kept this a hush hush matter." He took another sip of his wine. "Long story short, your fired. "You can't blame me!" He said flabbergasted. "She was giving me these looks almost everyday. How could I not resist? She seduced me!" His defense was well rehearsed. That last sentience was the breaking point. Emerald ice ready her glass as if to toss on him when Polaris put a hoof on her arm. "Dear sister, please." The glass lowered. As he got up and walked over to Decibel. "To throw wine? Really, were all adults here." He put a hoof on Decibels shoulder and he relaxed a bit. "Let's try to act like it." "Yes at least somepony has some common s- OOF!" Decibel was interrupted with a swift hoof to the stomach. "Why waste such good wine on such lowly filth?" He said "helping" decibel out of his chair. "Good sir. I think you've had too much to drink tonight." Polaris's face darkened. "We wouldn't want you to take a nasty spill on your way home now do we?" Decibel nodded and stuttered for Octavia. He was once again interrupted. Polaris turned to the grey mare. "Miss Octavia, I would very much like to make up for the way you've been treated tonight. My family and I have a tradition of going for desserts when we gather. Would you care to join us? We shall also send for a carriage to take you home afterwords." Octavia looked at her crook of a boss and then to Polaris. "Well My schedule has been freed." She said smiling. "Wonderful!" said the major. He looked at Decibel. "Please keep what dignity you have left and leave of your own accord." And with that Decibel turned his head and sauntered off. "At least you still have your money!" Shouted Polaris. From what he could tell it seemed to cheer him up a bit. "Shall we wait for our food to continue growing cold?" A nod came from the major. As he raised his glass. "First a toast. Farewell to bad investments." Said the major. "And warm greeting to new management." Followed Octavia. Glasses chimed and the food vanished in a matter of minuets. The conversations were much more easy going and more natural. Nopony trying impress anypony. 'This feels like a family meal.' Octavia thought. 'I feel like an outsider.' She looked at the seating and she noted that Polaris was sitting more near Octavia then his own date. She decided not to read too much into it. "Ah dear sister would you care for a dance. I do believe we have yet to all night." He heals a hoof to his sister and she took it gladly. "If you'll excuse us Octavia. Major." As the pair waltzed to to dance floor the major chatted with Octavia. "So miss Octavia, tell me about yourself. It would be good to get to know one of my performers." The major said pouring her another glass if wine. "Thank you major." She said as she took a sip. "Well I've been studying the cello since I was small. I've always been enamored with the arts even though my parents think I'm wasting my time but I'm happy." "Ah I can relate my dear. My in laws almost disowned my wife for choosing me bless her soul. But the heart can't help but want. Tis it's nature is it not?" Octavo no longer felt like she was talking with the major but her grandfather or a kind old professor she once had. "Please continue. Where are you living these days?" "Well my roommate from collage, her colt friend and I were renting a home, but her colt friend was into drugs and got himself arrested. Which is fine by me, I thought he was despicable. The only problem is were short one paycheck and so far all the ponies we've interviewed have gotten on our nerves in some way or another." She sighed taking another sip. "If this keeps up mere going to have to move." She was glad the major was a good listener. Granted his age probably was the reason. She did see a bit of a twinkle in his eye when she finished her story. "What if I told you I found a likely candidate?" Said the major as he leaned in. "Really? Who?" The major only pointed to dance floor who's only residents were Emerald Ice and Polaris. "I don't think my roommate would like him. He's too, ah... Formal for her tastes." A deep laugh came from the major. "Oh trust me my dear he only behaves when I'm in the room I assure you. He's quite the trouble maker though. Unfortunately he doesn't have a job at this time but I'll take care of that!" He said triumphantly. "Are you sure he'd want to? I mean it's not a big place." The major sighed. "If it a lack of luxury your worried about, then don't be. I'm sure had his sister not taken him him he would have been sleeping in a cardboard box. A steep up from his last place. A down right mess. Make no mistake miss Octavia, Polaris is the only one in our family to refuse my financial help. Far too proud he gets that from his mother." He glanced at the siblings walking back over to the table. "Do talk it over with him will you?" She nodded politely. Maybe this dinner was worth the trouble after all. A waiter brought over a note to the table. "Ah excuse me but a message was left for miss Octavia." As she read the note her shoulders dropped slightly. "Anything the matter my dear?" The major inquired. As the other two arrived. "My friend, the one I told you about? Well it appears she had a little too much to drink and set our kitchen ablaze... Again." There was a slight pause as Octavia gathered her things. "I'm afraid I won't be able to join you after dinner." She said to the major as he got up from his seat. "Another time in sure. Polaris would you please escort miss Octavia and get a carriage for her?" "It would be my pleasure." He said giving her his arm. She took it said goodnight to the major and Emerald Ice and walked out if the building. There was a bit of awkward silence between the two as they waited for her coat. "The major said you were looking for a place to stay." She said slowly, testing the waters. "My friend and I are currently looking for a replacement and if it's not to forward I was wondering if you would like to come by the house and see if it's something your interned in." She took a nervous glance at him. He was looking rather embarrassed. Had she come off too strong? Did it sound like there was a hidden meaning? "I would live to but I feel I've been deceiving you miss Octavia. I'm not this well mannered outside the gaze of the major." He cleared his throat. "I actually detest this fancy facade of mine." It was his turn to glance at Octavia who he found with a devious smile. "Then I'm sure you and my roommate will get along swimmingly." He returned the smile. He helped her with her coat and the pair started out the door. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pen and paper. "Hall hid hoo he haress." She grunted and waited to speak when the pen was out of her mouth. Polaris hailed a carriage. She was also suddenly warring a tad bit more lipstick which did not go unnoticed by Polaris. "Ahem, I'll give you the address and my number. If you're interested then give me a call and we can set a day for you to come by." She handed him the paper with the address, phone number and some of her lipstick in the shape of her lips. Polaris smiled at the gesture. He bowed to her and kissed her hoof. "You'll absolutely be hearing from me. Good night miss Octavia." Polaris said as he opened the door. "Good night Polaris." She said as it closed and took off. Polaris watched it go down for a few blocks until it turned a corner. He looked at the paper, smiled and went back to join his family.
Moving day-Tuesday A dark apartment with a couch right next to the open kitchen and two other doors. One leading to a bed room which went unused by its occupant and the other to a bathroom that ran hot and cold water without the hot. A duffle bag and a suitcase sat silently next to the door ready to leave there at a moments notice.The place that the owner slept was not a home. It only held one occupant and yet he never felt welcomed. The door next to the kitchen which lead to the outside world opened slowly as if the entity who had opened it did so out of obligation. The occupant of these rooms had returned. With a faint smell of alcohol he entered his apartment for the last time. His landlord had informed him 2 months ago that the building was deemed "impossible to live in" and "was in dire need of demolishing." or something. He could use a change of scenery, this place was always unsettling to him. Probably because he lived in the dodgy end of Canterlot. The only nice part of this side of town was the bar he worked at. He loved it there, his co- workers were friendly and they made jokes about each other every day. He was sad when he had to quit. His sister lived in the complete opposite side of town (The more shiny part) making it would be impossible to commute to and fro everyday. The taxi fair alone would cost more then what he was making. He sat on the floor waiting for the hours to pass. His sister was going to pick him up at 6 am sharp. And he was sure that they were going to leave not a moment later. He hated this place. It made him feel alone and less of a stallion and more of a colt. Shaking his head to disrupt the thoughts, he looked at the clock. "3 am eh?" He said aloud. He was sitting alone in the dark for roughly 4 hours now. He decided to leave the dark and depressing place. The place where he had spent 11 months of his time doing nothing but existing. He picked up his things and opened his door. He paused in the hall way and looked back. "Was it always this dark?" He asked himself. He remembered the first day he moved in. Fresh out of collage he was determined to make his own mark in life, and he knew this is where he would start. 11 months was along time to prove himself wrong. He started down the hall to wait the remaining 2 and a half hours in front of the building for his sister. At the chime of 6 he saw a hint of sun rise from earth. He wondered how Princess Celestia was doing. His sister held an important title that kept her in constant contact with the Princesses. They had become close friends and acted very familiar with each other. Celestia herself invited his sister and him to the castle for hearthswarming Eve. He too was close with Celestia but he never flaunted it. He would send her a letter now and then to see if she wasn't terribly busy and they would have some tea and catch up. They hadn't done so in quite some time so he was hoping it would be raiser what with living near the castle now. His thought were interrupted by a squeal of delight. "Polaris!" His sister squealed. She was almost as delighted as him to see her. She engulfed her little brother in the tightest hug she could manage. "I missed you! How long has it been how many years?" "Hey Emmy it's been like three weeks." He chuckled. His sister was always saying stuff to get him to laugh. "And I sent you a letter yesterday." She frowned at him. He smiled slightly and rolled his eyes. He would have to play along. "I mean, so many years! I've missed you too!" She gave him a nuggy and scoffed "Smartass. So you all packed?" He nodded his head and grabbed his bad. She took his suitcase and they started walking. "It's gonna be like old times living together!" She said with a slight nudge. "Do you want your own room or bunk beds?" She asked. "Is that even a question?" He said without looking. "Bunk beds duh!" He nudged her back. "Well you either get bottom bunk your your own room. Non negotiable." She said with a half serious tone. He feigned shock. "Bah! I refuse to sleep under you, you might make the bed collapse!" He laughed as she hit him in the arm. "Well we don't want another bed wetting experience now do we?" She teased. "That was once, ONCE!" He defended. "Pfft whatever I'm still scared." There was a short silence followed by uncontrollable laughter. He really missed his sister. She always knew how to make him smile. As they continued walking the sun rose higher and higher but the air remained brisk. "So, there's this fancy dinner thing happening on Thursday. And-" "Will there be free food?" He interrupted. "Yes and dancing and we can go shopping for a suit tomorrow if you'd like." Polaris opened his mouth to sY something. "Yes we can get some ice cream." His mouth fell silent. It was a tradition between them. Ever since she went off to boarding school, whenever they were apart for more then a week she would always treat him to ice cream. Clearing his throat he answered with a more refined accent. "Hmm I guess I shan't say no then." She mimicked his voice. "Yes quite." She said fake sipping some tea. As they sauntered down the street the air warmed a bit. "I'll be sure to inform the major that we'll be attending." His eyes widened. "The major is going? I haven't seen him since my birthday!" He said excitedly. "He dose quite miss you. He wishes you'd write more but he knows your in a hard time in your life and understands." She said doing her best impersonation of the major. "Gee thanks major." He laughed. "Well here we are! La casa de Emerald!" She said as the had arrived at her estate. A rather small three story mansion. It was given to her when she was promoted it was also a gift from Celestia herself. The gates opened and they were greeted as one of her staff took the bags from them both. "Please take these to the guess bed room Hanz." "Very good madam." He bowed as he used his magic to lift the bags. "Hello again master Polaris." He said as he bowed to Polaris. "Hey Hanz, how's the wife?" He asked as the walked. "As exhausting as ever sir." He said with a small grin. "Hanz you dog, never change." He said straightening himself. "Now be gone with you!" He said in a snooty tone. Rubbing his hooves together Hanz said just as snootily "hmm very good sir." And left. Hanz was the oldest but most enthusiastic stallion his sister had employed. He stopped his sister. "Hey, you know I'm only staying-" "Until you get back on your feet yeah I know. Do you want me to ask around for any available jobs?" She asked. "Or would you like to continue using your own resources?" "Don't start." He said exhaustedly. When he left to start his new life he decided that he would find his way without anyponies help. "The only thing I need help with right now is learning prober dinner technique." His sister laughed and gave him a peck on the head. "Alright but first. You get some rest. You have bags under your eyes, and we shan't have that at dinner! Now off you go I'll wake you around noon and we can get some lunch." -Wednesday A lone candle was the only thing lighting her dark bedroom. The sound of a sad lullaby was being played by its occupant. The instrument that was being played was engrave on the side. 'Property of Octavia' it read. It was late when she played, not too late as to disturb her house mate though. But still late enough for her to feel like she needed to play something a bit sad. She made it a personal goal to play at least once every night. It cleared her head of the days events and allowed her to sleep more peacefully though she was having trouble tonight. She was especially perturbed because her boss had invited her to a formal dinner party tomorrow. He was known to be a bit of a slime-ball, but if she said no then it could mean the end of her carrier. "It's just dinner Octavia that's all." She tried to calm herself. "Hmm, but the last mare he had dinner with was also made to had "breakfast" with him." She missed a note in her song with the thought of sleeping with such a creep. It was well known that her boss Mr. Decibel or as he would have her call him Decibel spent his and the music halls, in which they worked, money on two things: rigged races and loose mares. She sighed aloud and put down her instrument. She decided to save this matter for the morning. She took a deep breath. She decided on the topic of domestics for her next problem. Her and her friend were in dire need of another roommate. The last one was doing some form of drug and was arrested. A shame but they never got along well anyway. Maybe she should put an add in the paper? Or talk to her friend about potential replacements? "Gah!" She said tossing her hooves up. "Are there no problems which I can solve tonight?" She sighed again and have up. She was going to bed. Maybe a good night sleep was what she needed.
Dinner formalities-Thursday The opulence of the dinning hall was almost unsettlingly beautiful. The tables were scattered around a mahogany dance floor. There were two doors one to enter and leave and the other which lead to the kitchen which emitted a most luxurious smell. As the guests began to saunter in the band of a piano and violinist began to play. The music nicely and neatly fit the room. A table with a sign marked 'Reserved' was place at the corner opposite the music but next to the kitchen. A larger gentleman with a well groomed mustache and a monocle had arrived first. His many commendations and metals adorned his breast pocket. "Ah good evening major a pleasure as always, may I get you anything while you wait for the others?" Said a waiter with a Prench accent. The major cleared his throat. "Blaharmhm! Ah yes may I see you selection of wine?" He asked with a thick accent if his own. "But of course. Just a moment sir." The waiter said as he bowed and left. As the major waited two more ponies had arrive. A mare and a stallion. The stallion was warring an expensive black tux with gold watch and gold cufflinks. The mare on his arm was dressed in a black dress in purple trim that had a slit half way up the right side. "Major Phalanx, might I say you are looking quite exuberant tonight." The majors face was solid as stone. He wondered how many large and sophisticated words he would try to flatter him with. Still keeping appearance was how he was raised. "Ahem, thank you Mr. Decibel and might I say your date looks rather stunning." He said turning in direction to a rather uncomfortable looking mare. He began to get up to great her. "Wait allow me-" she was cut off by the major. "Nonsense, what kind of gentlecolt would I be if I didn't stand for m'lady?" He said with a smile. He got up with a grunt and walked over to Octavia. He kissed her hoof and introduced himself. "Good evening my name is Major Phalanx." Decibel was about to introduce for her when he was silenced by the major clearing his throat. She gave a small curtsy. "Hello major I'm Octavia it's an honor to meet you." "Oh no my dear," He pulled out her seat."the honor is mine." She was charmed. Though he was old he still had it. Mr. Decibel stuck out his hoof to the major for a shake but the major ignored him and went back to his seat just as a gaggle of waiters arrived with an assortment of wines. "Please feel free to pick any wines I'll be paying for this meal." Decibel began to order but was interrupted by the major. "Miss Octavia, I do believe the term is ladies first." 'I might enjoy this dinner after all.' She thought as she chose her wine. "Ah yes very good miss." Said the waiter. Decibel was about to ordered when the major cut him off again. "I think il go with this one if you'd please. And also my other guests will have to share a bottle." He said shaking his head. "This one for them then. I'm sure they both enjoy red wine. Decibel are you going to order or sit there all night?" The major said impatiently. He ordered with a rather sour tone and the waiter nodded as he lead the others holding the wine bottles back to the kitchen. Making sure he wasn't interrupting anyone Decibel asked, "So who might we be waiting for? Fellow entrepreneurs?" The major looked up from his menu. "Hmm? No just some close relatives." He said looking back at his menu. While the major was distracted he whispered to Octavia. "Remember, the major rarely takes to anypony. If anyone asks we have been seeing each other for 6 months and it seems serious." He said with a smirk. She realized just how petty and conniving he really was. "All you have to do is act lovey dovey with me and I'll assure you a spot as first chair in the music hall." She knew she was selling her soul here but she worked too long to pass this up. She nodded with sadness in her heart. "Maybe I'll give you a little something extra later if your really good." He said with a disgusting smirk. She was feeling queasy. Her thoughts were interrupted. "Hello major." Said a green mare in a light green dress with her hair done up. "How are you tonight?" As she gave him a kiss on the cheek. The major smiled. "Ah Emerald my dear, I'm alright my though my heels are killing me though." He said through his smile. "It's all that salt you eat you know what you doctor said." She scolded him. Which he retorted with a scoff and a nervous glance at his pocket watch. As he looked behind her his eyes widened. And his smile grew. "Polaris my lad!" Hey yelled about to get up when he was held down by the mare in green. A stallion quickened his pace and gave the major a hug. "Glad you could make it m'boy!" As they broke the embrace he pulled out a chair for Emerald. As she sat she introduced herself "Hello I am Emerald Ice." She shook Decibels hoof then Octavia's. "Hello Emerald Ice I am Decibel and this is Octavia my date." He said beaming. Polaris made his way around the table. To shake hands. He first shook hooves with Decibel. "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Decibel." He then looked at the mare on his right. "I'm sorry miss I didn't catch your name." He said with an out held hoof. "She's Octavia." Noted Polaris who cocked his head sideways and stared at Mr. Decibel. "Thank you." He turned back to Octavia. "Such a beautiful name suits you well." He kissed her hoof. "Good evening miss Octavia I'm Polaris and if I may that gown looks quite exquisite. She blushed and wondered if all members of majors family was this charming. As Polaris sat next to Emerald ice Decibel decided to make conversation. "So how do you know each other?" He asked trying to break tension. "I've raised these two trouble makers since they were foals." Said the major proudly. "Ah and how do you two know each other?" He said smiling at Emerald ice. "He's my little brother." She said quickly. "Well she says little but I'm a full half inch taller." He said stretching as if it was no big deal. She gave him a nudge. "Only because his shoes give him an extra inch." She said sipping her wine. He gave her a slight nudge and a small smile. "So Decibel what do you do for a living?" He said trying to make conversation. "Well I'm a proprietor in a theatrical and musical sorts involving only the superb and talented of musicians." He said with gusto. "That's gotta be handful." He said. "Busy line of work is it?" He inquired. "Yes I guess you could say its a busy, rhumb line!" He and Polaris laughed followed by Octavia And Emerald. The major refused to join in the merriment. He turned to the major. "You get it rhumb line." The major nodded his head. "I suppose he didn't get it, in time" Polaris said. Him and Decibel chuckled as Emerald face hoofed. "Ladies and gentlemen are you all ready to order?" The waiter asked. With a nod from everyone the major spoke. "Ah yes ladies first." Decibel was the first to speak and a silent grime was shared through out the table. "My Octavia will be having the grilled salmon and I-" he was interrupted by Emerald ice this time. "I do believe its ladies first so unless you are a lady I suggest you wait till we're done." She said loosing her patience. She placed her order then Decibel then The major. "Ah could I have-" he was the one to be interrupted. "He'll be having a salad. And sparkling water." Said Emerald ice with a harsh glance to the major. The major crossed his hooves and grumbled to himself. The waiter came to Polaris. "Yes could I have two steaks one with a side of mash potatoes and another by itself." The waiter bowed and left with there order. Polaris gave a wink to the major and the majors mood was uplifted. A sigh was heard from Emerald. "Now then miss Octavia what do you do?" She looked at her date for an answer. "She preforms for formal parties and such. She plays, what was it? Double bass?" He took a sip of his wine. A wave of anger took over her. "I've seen her at the castle once I think, for the Grand Galloping Galla? And weren't you playing a cello?" Octavia was very glad that she was remembered and that her instrument was defended. "Bah! What's the difference really?" Decibel said nonchalantly. "She's just a novice really. The one assigned to preform caught a cold and she was all we had to work with." Everyone had on a sour face except Decibel who was too wrapped up in himself to notice the others and Polaris who was now on his third glass of wine. "Excuse me the wine has finally caught up with me." With his absence the the others talked freely. "Are you alright m'boy?" The major asked. "Yes why is something wrong?" He asked. "Yes. You! What happened to you?" He said almost livid. "What do you mean?" "What do I mean? I mean I raised you better. I raised a stallion not a colt!" He took a huff of breath. "I know you know why I asked him to dinner. And you saw the way he's been treating his date. Parse this outburst miss Octavia bit if a family matter." He said at Octavia who only shook her head in dismissal. "A year ago you would have clobbered him by now. What happened to you? What happened to my boy?" He said sadly. Polaris could only look down as he took another drink of his wine. "Sometimes ponies find put the way they see the world was wrong. Sometimes they grow up." His hoof laid limply on the table. Octavia put her hoof on his and said softly. "I know what you mean." He looked up in to her amethyst colored eyes. They looked sad, he could feel his own heart breaking. How could a beautiful mare know his strife and have such sadden eyes unless she was suffering herself. This was his breaking point. He took her hoof and a deep breath. "I'm afraid I haven't been acting like myself for quite sometime." He said clearing his throat. He gave a sharp glare to the major. "But that's going to change right now." He turned to Octavia gave a flash of a smile and held her hoof with both oh his. "Miss Octavia would give me the honor of a dance." All she could do was nod. He turned to his date. "If you'll excuse us Emmy, Major." As they walked to the dance floor Major smiled. "Glad he wised up! Another minute or two and I would have cracked him one good!" He said snorting. Emerald ice laughed slightly. "We both know you wouldn't harm a hair on his head." "His? No. Yours?" He gave her a quick tap on the head with the menu. "Ow!" She rubbed her head. "What was that for?" "That's a reminder. No matter how big and important you get I'll still knock you down a peg or two!" He said with authority. She waited. "Ahem, ah how's your head?" She laughed a bit too loudly. "Don't worry major we both know you'll be the most hurt from the tough love act." She sipped her wine.
Under new management Under new management -Thursday The music flowed around and between them as the made there way to dance floor. Facing her he spoke. "So I should probably warn you the only dance move I know is 'The shuffle back and forth'." He said rubbing the back of his head. Octavia smiled "Shall I lead then?" She joked. "Only if you think you can dip me." He said laughing. "So, why are you here with Decibel? And please don't tell me he has a wonderful personality." She grimaced. She was about to repeat what she had been told when a hoof was gently placed on her lips. "Please the truth. Anything said here stays here. You have my word." As his hoof fell she swallowed hard. A loud gulp came from her and she took a breath. "As my boss he holds certain... Leverage over who gets the better gigs." She paused for a moment. "If he asks you something then you do it no questions asked." Her faced soured. "So it's safe to say you two aren't serious then?" He said as he twirled her. She closed her eyes and smiled. "No. At least I don't want to be. But if he says jump I say-" "Off of what cliff?" He asked. Octavia snorted in response and quickly covered her mouth. A great cackle was heard from Polaris followed by more of Octavia's laughing. As the laughter died the dancers bodies got closer. "So are you seeing anyone at the moment?" He asked just a tone softer. She looked down. "Regretfully no. I'm afraid the opposite sex finds me most harsh towards the subject of love." "Regretful indeed. Why haven't seen you act harsh all night. Rather you've been quite disarming with your charm." "It's you who disarms me Polaris." She said softly. "You've been paying me with nothing but complements this whole night." "I've only been saying what I think m'lady. The fact that your beautiful should be obvious. Now if I were to go into detail with how beautiful you really are, I could see how that could be mistaken for flattery." "You've taken quite a forward step since that talk with your major." "Well he does have quite an influence over me. But it wasn't his words but yours that brought me back to my formal self." "Hmm? What did I say?" She said trying to remember. "After I said my piece you replied with 'I know what you mean.' And I looked into your eyes and I told myself: No. No more of this. And I made a silent vow to protect myself from the pains of the world." "Miss Octavia." He said looking into her eyes. "I must apologize for my earlier behavior. You were being insulted and I did nothing to stop that. That is my folly and I swear it won't happen again." She shook her head. "It doesn't bother me." She lied. "I get insulted like that all the time." He looked at her with big puppy dog eyes. "A mare such as beautiful and talented should never be insulted." She was charmed again. She positioned herself for another dance and she rested her head on his shoulder. She was glad to have met him. At the table the major was watching the pair dance as Decibel returned. "Where's Octavia?" He wondered. The other two ignored him as the dinner had arrived. As all the plates were set Octavia and Polaris rejoined the table. Polaris kissed her hoof and bowed thanking her for the dance. She gave him a curtsy and sat at the chair which he had pulled out for her. Decibel had noticed that she sat closer to Polaris this time. He gave her a wicked glare in her general direction. "Something wrong Mr. Decibel?" Polaris said with an innocent look on his face. He shook his head and continued to eat. "Oh would you look at this!" Said Polaris. "It seams I have ordered two steaks instead of one! Major would you be so kind as to assist me in eating one of these?" His acting was atrocious on purpose and the major played along. "Well I say, if I must but do remember that I must watch my salt! Tia the doctors orders." And with that they both looked at Emerald ice. She stared at the pair as she spun her spaghetti and smiled. "Piss off the pair of you." "Oh come now dear sister." He said putting an arm around her. " will just put him on rice patties and water." "That's right!" Said the major agreeing. He thought for a moment. "I beg your pardon!" Emerald ice choked on a bit of her dinner. And the whole table stiffed a chuckle. Clearing his throat the major pulled out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Decibel. "Now that we all sitting comfortable." Decibel opened the letter thinking it was commendations but his face had a confused look on it. "I- I don't understand." His voice quivered. "What is this?" He demanded. "What you hold is a signed document from all your shareholders voting you out and placing me in charge of the music hall." The major calmly took a sip of his wine. "You see one of the mares in which you, ahem, 'worked late' with filed for sexual harassment. And instead of using the lawyers you bought off she decided to come to me. After a few minuets of research I found numerous lawsuits following the same make. I brought this up to the shareholders and they said something about besmirching of there good names or something. They decided to sell the rights to me so long as I kept this a hush hush matter." He took another sip of his wine. "Long story short, your fired. "You can't blame me!" He said flabbergasted. "She was giving me these looks almost everyday. How could I not resist? She seduced me!" His defense was well rehearsed. That last sentience was the breaking point. Emerald ice ready her glass as if to toss on him when Polaris put a hoof on her arm. "Dear sister, please." The glass lowered. As he got up and walked over to Decibel. "To throw wine? Really, were all adults here." He put a hoof on Decibels shoulder and he relaxed a bit. "Let's try to act like it." "Yes at least somepony has some common s- OOF!" Decibel was interrupted with a swift hoof to the stomach. "Why waste such good wine on such lowly filth?" He said "helping" decibel out of his chair. "Good sir. I think you've had too much to drink tonight." Polaris's face darkened. "We wouldn't want you to take a nasty spill on your way home now do we?" Decibel nodded and stuttered for Octavia. He was once again interrupted. Polaris turned to the grey mare. "Miss Octavia, I would very much like to make up for the way you've been treated tonight. My family and I have a tradition of going for desserts when we gather. Would you care to join us? We shall also send for a carriage to take you home afterwords." Octavia looked at her crook of a boss and then to Polaris. "Well My schedule has been freed." She said smiling. "Wonderful!" said the major. He looked at Decibel. "Please keep what dignity you have left and leave of your own accord." And with that Decibel turned his head and sauntered off. "At least you still have your money!" Shouted Polaris. From what he could tell it seemed to cheer him up a bit. "Shall we wait for our food to continue growing cold?" A nod came from the major. As he raised his glass. "First a toast. Farewell to bad investments." Said the major. "And warm greeting to new management." Followed Octavia. Glasses chimed and the food vanished in a matter of minuets. The conversations were much more easy going and more natural. Nopony trying impress anypony. 'This feels like a family meal.' Octavia thought. 'I feel like an outsider.' She looked at the seating and she noted that Polaris was sitting more near Octavia then his own date. She decided not to read too much into it. "Ah dear sister would you care for a dance. I do believe we have yet to all night." He heals a hoof to his sister and she took it gladly. "If you'll excuse us Octavia. Major." As the pair waltzed to to dance floor the major chatted with Octavia. "So miss Octavia, tell me about yourself. It would be good to get to know one of my performers." The major said pouring her another glass if wine. "Thank you major." She said as she took a sip. "Well I've been studying the cello since I was small. I've always been enamored with the arts even though my parents think I'm wasting my time but I'm happy." "Ah I can relate my dear. My in laws almost disowned my wife for choosing me bless her soul. But the heart can't help but want. Tis it's nature is it not?" Octavo no longer felt like she was talking with the major but her grandfather or a kind old professor she once had. "Please continue. Where are you living these days?" "Well my roommate from collage, her colt friend and I were renting a home, but her colt friend was into drugs and got himself arrested. Which is fine by me, I thought he was despicable. The only problem is were short one paycheck and so far all the ponies we've interviewed have gotten on our nerves in some way or another." She sighed taking another sip. "If this keeps up mere going to have to move." She was glad the major was a good listener. Granted his age probably was the reason. She did see a bit of a twinkle in his eye when she finished her story. "What if I told you I found a likely candidate?" Said the major as he leaned in. "Really? Who?" The major only pointed to dance floor who's only residents were Emerald Ice and Polaris. "I don't think my roommate would like him. He's too, ah... Formal for her tastes." A deep laugh came from the major. "Oh trust me my dear he only behaves when I'm in the room I assure you. He's quite the trouble maker though. Unfortunately he doesn't have a job at this time but I'll take care of that!" He said triumphantly. "Are you sure he'd want to? I mean it's not a big place." The major sighed. "If it a lack of luxury your worried about, then don't be. I'm sure had his sister not taken him him he would have been sleeping in a cardboard box. A steep up from his last place. A down right mess. Make no mistake miss Octavia, Polaris is the only one in our family to refuse my financial help. Far too proud he gets that from his mother." He glanced at the siblings walking back over to the table. "Do talk it over with him will you?" She nodded politely. Maybe this dinner was worth the trouble after all. A waiter brought over a note to the table. "Ah excuse me but a message was left for miss Octavia." As she read the note her shoulders dropped slightly. "Anything the matter my dear?" The major inquired. As the other two arrived. "My friend, the one I told you about? Well it appears she had a little too much to drink and set our kitchen ablaze... Again." There was a slight pause as Octavia gathered her things. "I'm afraid I won't be able to join you after dinner." She said to the major as he got up from his seat. "Another time in sure. Polaris would you please escort miss Octavia and get a carriage for her?" "It would be my pleasure." He said giving her his arm. She took it said goodnight to the major and Emerald Ice and walked out if the building. There was a bit of awkward silence between the two as they waited for her coat. "The major said you were looking for a place to stay." She said slowly, testing the waters. "My friend and I are currently looking for a replacement and if it's not to forward I was wondering if you would like to come by the house and see if it's something your interned in." She took a nervous glance at him. He was looking rather embarrassed. Had she come off too strong? Did it sound like there was a hidden meaning? "I would live to but I feel I've been deceiving you miss Octavia. I'm not this well mannered outside the gaze of the major." He cleared his throat. "I actually detest this fancy facade of mine." It was his turn to glance at Octavia who he found with a devious smile. "Then I'm sure you and my roommate will get along swimmingly." He returned the smile. He helped her with her coat and the pair started out the door. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pen and paper. "Hall hid hoo he haress." She grunted and waited to speak when the pen was out of her mouth. Polaris hailed a carriage. She was also suddenly warring a tad bit more lipstick which did not go unnoticed by Polaris. "Ahem, I'll give you the address and my number. If you're interested then give me a call and we can set a day for you to come by." She handed him the paper with the address, phone number and some of her lipstick in the shape of her lips. Polaris smiled at the gesture. He bowed to her and kissed her hoof. "You'll absolutely be hearing from me. Good night miss Octavia." Polaris said as he opened the door. "Good night Polaris." She said as it closed and took off. Polaris watched it go down for a few blocks until it turned a corner. He looked at the paper, smiled and went back to join his family.
