The Unnoticed

Locke sat silently as Spitfire cuddled up against his side. She purred contently, her arms wrapped around his waist. Locke's clothes lay on the floor tattered and the room reeked of sweat and... activites.

"Alright, I think i'm a little calmer. So, how about that explaination?" Spitfire asked looking up at Locke from his chest. He sighed and gave a look that asked if he really had to. Spitfire glare confirmed that he did. Locke grumbled.

"What did you want explained again?" He asked.

"Why you left, and with no word to any of your friends." Spitfire said with little patience. "and why does your voice sound like you've been smoking six packs a day?"

"Those are related actually." Locke said almost amused. " My throat and lungs got damaged by smoke while on a mission down south. Because of the damage the guard gave me and most of my squad an honorable discharge." Spitfire remain silent as Locke paused. He gave a gravelly and humorless chuckle.

"After that I was pretty shocked and lost. Soarin took me out drinking in hopes of calming me down. While we were at the bar I realized I didn't know what I was  gonna do if not in the guard. I decided I need to come to terms with what my life was gonna entail now. Once I knew that I would contacted the people I left behind." Locke concluded. He looked down at the firey headed young woman who was resting her head on his chest. She took a deep breath.

"That is really freaking stupid." Locke blanched. " You didn't once think to come to me or any of your other friends before running off?"

"Erm, well-"

"Shut up. No, you didn't, that was rhetorical." Spitfires' face turned from blank to angry. "That is some stupid and self centered thinking there. "

"W-well, I was drunk at the time."

" And after you sobered up?" Locke went silent. "That's what I thought." Spitfire sighed. "At least I've found you now." Locke tried to interrupt. "And I'm not leaving." She growled as she dug her nails into his chest." Got it?"

"O-ok, fine, geez."

"So, do you know what happened to the other people in your squad?" Spitfire asked after several minutes.

"Um, I think Smoothie moved back to Manechester. Carnation is a florist up in Trottingham now."

"What about that Griffonian Guy? He seemed like fun went I met him."

"Oh yeah, Angelo. He became a fisherman over in Baltimare, i think. Rig went to help some little settlement out west."

"And that dickweed Bolt?" Spitfire asked with narrowed eyes and a scowl.

"HE is in prison, last I heard. Got busted in Las Pegasus while trying to hire a hooker or something."

"HA! Serves him right." Spitfire laughed. Locke shook his head.

"Don't speak ill of the dumb, it's not nice." Spitfire stuck her tongue at him.

"Anyway, time to get up lazy. I'm hungry." Locke grunted and rolled out of bed as Spitfire hopped up, pulled on her pants and shirt, and sauntered out the room. Several minutes later Locke stumbled down stairs to find her in the kitchen peering into the fridge.

"Bout time, you lazy ass." She said without looking at him. "All you have is old sweet and sour chicken and cheap beer... and you're not wearing pants." She looked at Locke quizzically. "Why are you not wearing pants?"

"You wreaked my only clean pair. Well, cleanish pair." Spitfire  shook her head.

"No clean clothes or food, too much booze, not even unpacked, we are going to have to fix your life style." Locke blinked several times. "Also you're getting a gut. I need to get you working out again."

"Not even a day here and your making me change how I live." Locke snorted while throwing up his arms. Spitfire smiled.

"Yep, now get dressed, we are going SHOPPING!"

                                                                    *Several minutes later*

Locke and Spitfire strolled through the market swinging by several stalls to by fruit and vegetables, much to Locke's chagrin.

"Alright, because you are a big, fat baby, you go pick up some carrots, I'll grab some meat from the butcher, and we will meet at that little bakery, Alright?" Spitfire said over her shoulder to a sulking Locke.

"Aw, I don't want to have to talk to some one..." Locke whined. Spitfire shot him a glare. "Alright, alright fine."

Locke wandered off to get carrots while Spitfire went to the butchers. What Locke didn't know was She had planned another stop before heading to the bakery. One he wouldn't like nor find out for a couple of days.

Locke stepped into an almost empty bakery. Pinkie stood behind the counter while Applejack and Rainbow Dash  chatted with her. Pinkie quickly spotted Locke over her friends shoulders and began waving rapidly. The other two young women turn to look and saw to their pleasant surprise, a living Locke.

"Yay, you're Alive. I was kind of worried." Pinkie joked.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not of the hook yet but I guess I do get to live." Locke joked as he walked up to the counter. Applejack patted his shoulder.

"Ah'me sure ya'll will be fine." She drawled

"Yeah, Spitfire's probably really cool about things that make her mad." Rainbow said. Locke shook his head.

"No, she can really hold a grudge and, well, there is a reason she has the nickname Spitefire." Just then Spitfire walked in carrying several bags. "Heh, speak of the devil...not one day she's been her and she's already riding me about how I live." Spitfire smirked.

"Oh, I was 'riding' you earlier already." She said with a grin. Locke blushed, Applejack pulled her hat down in embarrassment, and Rainbow laughed with a lecherous grin. Pinkie just cocked her head to the side not understanding.

"I don't get it..." She said. Applejack patted her on the head.

"That's good Pinks keep that pure mind of yours." Applejack muttered. Spitfire shook her head.

"I need a loaf of bread, whole wheat if you have it. Pinkie nodded rapidly.

"Okay, let me get that for you." She bounced of the get the bread." Here you go, that will be three bits please. Oh, and don't be too hard on Locke, huh?" Spitfire chuckled as she payed, and left with a wave and Locke in tow. There was a few moments of silence after they left when suddenly...

"OH! It was a sex joke!" Pinkie blurted out. Applejack sighed and rubbed her face while Rainbow laughed so hard she choked.