Accidentally In Love

Accidentally In Love
by milesprower06

Chapter Two
Crimson vs Indigo

Chaotic Comics, Ponyville's local comic shop, always had a few patrons here and there, but Wednesdays were a different story entirely, when new comics came out.

Crimson vs. Indigo was a military comedy comic, created by a group of writers and artists down in Faustin, in the southern area of Equestria. It told the story of two squads of royal guards; the Crimson Solar Guard, and the Indigo Night Watch. It gained popularity in the first few issues, as readers laughed endlessly, wondering how these soldiers could ever survive in the military, regardless of whether it was at two bases in the middle of a canyon. By now, more than ten years later, it was one of the bestselling series in Equestria.

There were more than comics at Chaotic Comics, however. The store carried all manner of board games; from simple board games a family could sit down around, to the more complex role-playing fantasy games. Sky never figured himself that much of a geek for those kind of games. In addition to that, there were posters, action figures, collectible statues, and trading cards.

By late morning, the line for the newest issue had died down, and now there was almost no wait to pick it up. Sky was browsing the racks of action figures as he waited for his new friend to arrive.

"I was wondering if you were going to get here before me." Came from a voice behind him. Sky turned, and was greeted by Cobalt Blaze's smiling face. They shared a hoofbump.

"Been waiting long?" The unicorn asked.

"Twenty minutes or so, just as I got done with my first shift. I've kept myself busy here. Besides, didn't want to get a head start on ya."

"Well, you're here, so let's go get our comic."

Getting in line, the two stallions had their new, plastic sleeved comic in three minutes.

"Want to read these over lunch? My next shift isn't until five." Sky suggested.

"Sure. Where do you want to eat?"

"Haystacks sound good?"

"You read my mind."

Exiting the comic shop, the two stallions made their way to what could be considered the food court area of downtown Ponyville. Here, ponies could shop for fresh ingredients for cooking of their own, or choose from a respectable amount of short order and full service restaurants.

Haystacks was one of the more popular oatburger restaurants in town. It got insanely busy during the lunch and dinner rushes, thus the restaurant ran with a crew of ten ponies during the busiest periods. Lucky, Sky and Cobalt's choice of meal time was not among these rush periods, and there was only a single pony in line ahead of them.

"I don't know why I don't come here more often. The burgers are fantastic." Cobalt commented.

"Yeah, the food's good, but I don't think I'd want to work here... Again..." his pegasus friend mumbled.

"Again? You worked here?"

"For just about two years. Got promoted to a shift manager position, but by then, I'd had more than my fill."

"Sounds like a story, once we get our food." Cobalt commented, noticing that the pony ahead of them had received their order.

"So you were fired for calling a customer an ass?"

"In my defense, he was a donkey, and he was quite rude. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a customer who thinks we have to take their crap attitude along with their order, especially not for eight bits an hour. You know, customers who want an order of hayfries cooked up fresh for them in the middle of a rush for just a bit. So yeah, day after day after day, with my vacation requests being ignored or overruled at the last minute, I snapped. He probably didn't deserve it alone; every pompous customer needs to have their ego deflated. But I was shown the door ten minutes later. Luckily, the weather position opened right after, so I kept bills paid, and I haven't been back to that industry since. It's also the main reason that I like to cook my own food most of the time."

"You like to cook? Why not become a chef?"

"Well, I know a lot of ponies say to do what you love for a living, but I think what a lot of people don't realize is that when you're doing it for a living, it changes. I love cooking for myself and friends occasionally as a hobby. I don't think I could do it every day for dozens and dozens of ponies as a profession."

"Yeah, that's certainly understandable."

When they had gotten halfway through their meals, they dug into their saddlebags and began to read their new comic. Every now and then there would be a chuckle, and they'd point out some obscure reference that had been drawn in the background. They were proud to be geeks.

"So what now? I don't have work for another few hours."

"I could show you my place, if you want. That's where I was headed next."

"Where do you live?"

"Small house on the south end of town."

They disposed of their trash, put their comics back in their sleeves, and were on their way. It was a short five minute trot down to Ponyville's south residential areas. When they got to a small, one story house, Cobalt did a quick check of the mail, and took Sky up the front walk. The small wagon he had brought to the Summer Sun Celebration sat next to the front porch.

"Welcome to mi casa," the unicorn announced, unlocking the front door and welcoming his new friend inside. He magically flipped through the three pieces of mail, and took one of them on he gave the pegasus behind him the dime tour.

"Not much to look at, really. Kitchen, bathroom, living room, and where I lay my head," he said, walking into bedroom, which was furnished with a twin bed, nightstand, and small bookshelf.

"New order of Stormworks going out..." Cobalt said, opening the envelope and reading the invoice. Sky followed further into the medium-sized bedroom, and watched as he opened the closet door, where several boxes with lightning symbols sat. Directly next to that, was camping gear; a considerable amount of it.

"That's certainly a lot of camping equipment." Sky observed as Cobalt put the boxes of Stormworks away. Among Cobalt's camping collection was a tent, sleeping bags, fishing poles, high-capacity saddlebags, and water containers.

"Do you go often?"

"No, not often at all. It's no fun without somepony else. It's a waste of a weekend if I set up a tent and campfire just to sit there myself."

"Well I'm standing right here, goofus. Have anything planned for this weekend?"

"Not really, no."

"Me neither, I've got this weekend off. So let's head out to Whitetail Woods for a couple days and camp. Whad'dya say?"

Cobalt didn't have to contemplate it for long. What else was he going to do this weekend? Plus he'd finally get to use all this stuff he'd asked friends and family for several Hearth's Warming Eves.

"Sure thing. Meet you here Friday afternoon?" Cobalt said, leading his friend back out to the front door.

"Yeah, and we can swing by my place on the way out of town. I have plenty of cooking equipment that's suitable for a campfire."

"Awesome. See you then!"

Sky went on his way, and Cobalt went back in to continue preparing the newest order of Stormworks to go out, now looking forward to what was no longer an uneventful weekend.

Sky was amazed by how quickly his friendship with Cobalt was blossoming. He had never been the most social of ponies, which probably explained his misery during his short-lived fast food career. But there was something different about Cobalt. He couldn't put his hoof on it, but regardless, he was immensely looking forward to the camping trip this weekend. Now he just had to go home and find the cookware he said he had.

He flew over to the east side of town, and descended to his front steps. His house was just a tad smaller than Cobalt's, but he had less furniture, so it never felt small. Walking through the door, seeing Cobalt's apartment and then his fifteen minutes later made him realize that spending these few hours between shifts cleaning would definitely be for the best. He didn't want Cobalt coming in and seeing how he constantly let housekeeping get away from him.

'First things first, might as well start with the kitchen,' he thought silently to himself, stepping over last week's, and last month's weather forecasts.

It wasn't going to be pretty, but at least there'd be clean dishes waiting for him when he got home late tonight, when he'd be too tired to do anything.

Cobalt drew in a deep breath as Princess Twilight Sparkle tightened her lips and swirled her tongue around his throbbing stallionhood. Her crown had been tossed on the nightstand before they had begun fooling around on the bed. The pegasus arched his back as the alicorn deepthroated a few times, the head poking at her tonsils.

He knew he was dreaming. This was one of his favorites. He had had a crush on the Princess of Friendship for months, and here in his slumber, he got to experience her friendship with benefits. He had found the best part of keeping this dream going as long as possible was keeping his eyes closed. It always sucked when it came to an abrupt end for any number of reasons.

The princess pulled up, the throbbing, flaring cock exiting her mouth with a pop. He felt her weight shift forward towards him. This was always his favorite part...

"Ready to give me a ride, sweetie?" a young stallion's voice asked.

Cobalt's eyes shot open at the sound of the absolutely-not-Twilight-Sparkle's voice, seeing a dark gray-coated pegasus stallion kneeling over him, his tail twitching centimeters above his cock.

"Sky?"

The pegasus smirked, looked down, and began to press his rump against Cobalt's rock hard rod.

Cobalt gasped, sitting up. Blinking away the shock, Sky had vanished, and Twilight was nowhere to be seen either, and it dawned on him that his mind had shaken him out of his dream state. But his heart still pounded, and his stallionhood doubled as a rigid tent pole for his bed sheets.

As his mind tried to make heads or tails of the sudden change that took place, he could only bring one word to his lips as his breathing began to calm.

"Wh-wh... What?"