Chapters "Oh, for Celestia's sake..." I grumbled.
My alarm clock was playing the same tune it did every morning, it was just doing what it was supposed to do, but today I wasn't in the mood and it found itself lodged into the wall.
"Still got it," I grumbled under my breath.
I would of stayed within the comforting grip of my bed, but nature was calling and I was starting to smell my own body odour. With a sigh, I reluctantly rose up out of my bed and headed to the bathroom.
Walking down the hallway I spotted a mirror, it was nothing fancy but it done it's job, almost as well as the alarm clock because I was ready to throw that away as well. I was pretty intimidated just by looking into the damned thing. My own personal colour scheme of black and red was an eye sore, my orange eyes were piercing and my wings always opened with a flourish. The missing part of my left ear didn't speak wonders about me either.
I looked at one of the last things my father left me with, apparently it was a piece of experimental technology given to him and his crew. It had a sort of boomerang shape to it, a hole at the end of it to shoot out a small pellet and a rectangular shaped hole on the other end of it to fit a chamber of the little pellets in. He called it a 'gun'.
"It's like your mom, if she's out for the kill, all it will take is one look."
When I was younger I could never get what he was talking about, but now I laughed every time I thought of it.
The gun always seemed useless to me. I mean, Ponyville is almost the safest town in all of Equestria, apparently with all the disasters that happen here it just misses the mark. Nevertheless, I don't see why I, or any pony for that matter, would need something as dangerous as a gun.
"That thing was hand crafted by Celestia's top brass, stayed with me during the whole Gryphon Revolution. It even saved my life! Keep it close..."
We were on a holiday in Manehatten, back then I was a young and stupid colt. One could make the argument I still am, but I digress. One day, we were walking back from my dad's friends house, I got separated from my dad and a stranger approached me and offered to take me home. In any other situation I would of said no, but I was scared. I accepted his offer and followed him into the alley he came from.
"Dad!" I screamed.
The stranger wasn't a liar, I found that out the hard way. He put the blade to the tip of my ear and with one quick swipe the whole tip of it was lying on the ground. What happened next was blurred, but from what I remember I saw my dad charge the stallion. His face showed complete anger and rage, and I saw fire in his eyes. Next thing I knew he was holding me. He was covered in blood and we were rushing out of the alley. When I took a peek back into the alley, I saw a body lying in the dirt with a switchblade sticking out of its chest, a blood puddle forming under it.
There isn't much to say about my mom, I can't even remember her that well. The doctors said I was suppressing memories, or something like that...
I stepped out my front door and saw Twilight reading a book on her balcony, I decided to say 'Hi' to my neighbor
"Hey Twilight~" I sung as I landed next too her.
The trot to Sugar Cube Corner was relatively peaceful. Everyone was greeting me and waving, which is why I love this town, it's so friendly. Also some hot mares live here, but I'm not like that, I already had my eyes on a special mare that's really popular for clearing the sky in ten seconds flat.
"Hey Pinkie," I said. It was a miracle how she understood me, on account of my face being buried in her chest.
I walked to my station which is right next to Rainbow Dash's. That day was planned out to be cloudless, but near Rainbow's station there were clouds everywhere,So I did the gentlemanly thing and covered for her. She's lucky too, because our boss flew by right when I cleared her last cloud but I didn't realized I still had clouds on my side. The boss chewed me out and deducted my pay by five bits. It was worth it, though.
"Hey, you're lucky that you have a great stallion like me, or your pay would've been deducted," I flexed to add emphasis as I spoke.
"Now's my chance," I thought to myself. "How about lunch, tomorrow? I'll pay, all you need to do is show your pretty face."
Author's Note
His m1911 has no trigger guard so he can shoot it
E.d is right handed(hoofed)
The gun holster is on his right side
This story is original but I had the help of a great editor:the phantom man
Shoutout to Zambonipony
The preparation/girl troubles
“Wha-” My eyes opened in response to the rapid knocking of my front door, I slipped out of my bed and shuffled down the stairs.
“Who disturbs my domain!?”
“Wait, what?” The voice was familiar, but I was having troubling remembering whose it was.
It was then I decided to look through the peephole. What I saw was none other than my best friend, Wyatt, standing on my front steps waiting.
"Vinyl kicked me out...” He replied in a sad tone.
I opened the door and waved him in.
"Oh shit, alright come in, sit in the kitchen and I’ll get you something."
I couldn't bare to see my friend in such a state. I set a flame on the stove and placed a kettle full of water onto the burning flame. Once the kettle started whistling I switched the gas off and put the kettle to the side. Pulling out cups, I set them down and started pouring the boiled water.
After letting the bags of tea settle inside cup, I fished them out with a spoon and set them on side of the sink. I trotted over to the fridge and pulled out a carton milk and carried it over to the counter on which the tea sat. Balancing the tea on one wing and milk on the other, I trotted to my friend and placed the tea and milk on the table.
“Thanks.” He whispered.
I looked over at the usually energetic stallion, his chocolate brown mane had fallen over his mismatched eyes, and his black fur colour made him look more gloomy.
I sat across from the depressed stallion and began to talk.
“C’mon, it’s time for our girl talk.”
He began to chuckle.
“Man, you can be so gay sometimes.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before but seriously, what’s up?”
Looking at the tea placed in front of him, he proceeded to take a teaspoon of sugar and began stirring it into his tea.
“It was going fine until I mentioned the commitment that would take…”
“You told her that she’d need to stop partying, didn’t you?” I sighed.
He nodded with his face set low.
Watt looked up, for the first time today I saw his eyes. One eye was a serene green that put anyone to peace and one was a deep blue which also kept one calm.
“Vinyl is a wild pony, she has a spirit that cannot be tempered by anyone, you need to wait until she’s ready. If you rush in, there is no telling how that will affect your relationship.”
Watt took in the information and beamed up at me.
“You think so?” He questioned.
“I know so,” I reaffirmed.
He buried his head into his hooves.
I patted him on the back and reassured him.
I peeked at the clock, it read three in the morning.
Wyatt’s head shot towards the clock on the wall.
“It’s fine, I’ll set up the guest bedroom for you.”
After everything was set out, Watt laid down to get some shut eye but not before thanking me another million times. I chuckled at his antics. It was strange to think we met at a drunken bar brawl.
I chuckled again at the old, happy memories. As I lay down my head down on my pillow, I began to think of what tomorrow would hold. I went to sleep with a small smile gracing my lips.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I shouted.
"Hey, Eddy! We heard about your date with Rainbow, so Rarity came along to help you out!"
"Okay... Can't I get ready myself, after work?" I asked.
"Why of course not, you're going on a date with our best friend after all, you need to be in tip-top condition!" Rarity scoffed.
"Okay, m'lady, would you mind guiding me to your boutique, so that we may begin to..." I struck a pose "Make me fabulous!"
"Follow me~" Rarity said in a sing song voice.
As soon as we arrived at the boutique Rarity set off. Fabrics, measuring tapes and needles flew across the room, once she was done with the measurements, she started working on the design. She let me take a bath and by the time I was done, she had already finished with the design and was working on the suit itself.
By the time she was done it was almost time for the date, putting the suit on felt natural but that may be the fact I'm used to wearing clothes. I looked in the mirror to find that the design went well with me. The shirt was the average white but the waistcoat was a nice cherry colour with small sapphires decorating the back.
"Thanks Rarity, How much do I owe you?"
"Oh nothing at all, just return it in one piece darling." She replied with a wink.
Author's Note
Fact: the Wyatt character is based on my real-life best friend
You can't tame vinyl.
Again editing is done by: the phantom man
Author's Note
This is the unedited version, edited version will be out next week.
The pace is fast in this one.
ZOMBIES/MESSED-UP ONES.
It comes out of nowhere, no signs or warnings....
After next week I'll need a new editor.
My current editor is quitting for unknown reasons but i still thank him for his help and time.
Ponyville becomes hell
Wearing my new outfit, I rushed to my station to find my boss writing on a clipboard. I made my way towards him, trying to build my false sense of courage, seeing as I know full well of the possible consequences of my tardiness.
"Uh....sure," I said. Without hesitation, she picked up the bottle and began pouring us drinks.
"Come on, Rainbow. Let's go to my house and camp out. It's right down the street."
