What Ponies Do In Their Spare Time

Slowly awakening from her peaceful rest, Twilight wiggled around under the covers of her bed trying to find that magical warm spot that you can never find again after waking up. She looked over at the clock on her nightstand and smiled seeing that it was only five o'clock. Her schedule didn't start until six that day so she could sleep in. Just as she was nestling back into her pillow and closing her eyes there was a knock on the door. She groaned to herself and wrapped the pillow around her head to cover her ears, but quickly found that it did no good, as the knocking got louder when it wasn't attended to.

There soon came a third, slower knocking that was more powerful than the first, along with a voice. "Princess, you're behind on your rent again." it said in a gravelly tone. Twilight sank into her bed with sudden depression knowing that she didn't have any money.

She sat up in bed wrapping the covers around her and screamed out waking up Spike and Owlowiscious, "FUCK, I PAID YOU ALREADY!"

"Not for this month," the landlord said through the door without missing a beat, "It's May. Do you even keep track of things past a day to day basis?"

Twilight realized that she actually did not. If something wasn't happening soon it didn't tend to bother her in the slightest, especially if it wasn't what she wanted to be doing. "FUCK that noise bitch, I'm going back to sleep." she yelled into the air, serving to frighten her two companions.

The landlord knocked on the door twice as hard as he could, more out of frustration than anything. "You fucking cunt, you're gonna pay up by tomorrow morning, OR I'M EVICTING YOUR ROYAL ASS!" He began to walk away from the door, but his curiosity stopped him when he heard a banging from inside and hoofsteps by the door.

Twilight managed to stumble down the steps with her blanket wrapped around her then trip on the table before she got to the door, opening it as quick as she could with a nervous smile that faded into a worried panting. The landlord, Penniless was a tan and tall stallion with dark blue eyes and a thinning brown mane and tail, both that he kept short. Twilight cowered behind her blankets from the wind as she shakily begged, "Please don't do this to me, I've been running this library for years,"

"Libraries ain't cheap." Penniless muttered to the ground as Twilight rambled on past him.

"All my friends are in this neighborhood,"

"Maybe they might have some advice." Penniless said with a chuckle.

"It would ruin my life if you did this to me!" Twilight bit her lip holding a hoof to her chest, urging Penniless to see the situation differently.

"Look," Said the annoyed stallion, "I need that money to feed MY family. You don't have money, means I don't have money. I really wish I could help you, but I can only give suggestions." He chattered over his shoulder quickly as he turned around to leave.

Twilight followed him quickly on his side, dragging the blanket along the dirt with her saying, "Wait, please, I'll do anything for more time. Give me a week, I'll..." Gulping hard, with much thought she lowered her head close to Penniless's ear and whispered, "I'll suck your dick, alright? For a week." Hating herself for it immediately. She thought of Rarity and how slutty she acted all the time. Twilight was now no better than her.

Penniless shook his head, disappointed and walked faster, though he couldn't shake the purple whore trailing him. "Oh how the high have fallen. No, I don't want your teeth anywhere near my junk, you shut-in virgin."

"How would you know how much I have sex?" She retorted annoyed.

Penniless chuckled and scoffed out "From lookin' at ya, you dumb fuck. Now get out of my face," He stepped on the corner Twilight's now dirty blanket and ran off as it unravelled, freezing her in place from the cold.

Shivering and clenching her teeth to stop them from chattering, Twilight gathered up her blanket feeling dirt all over it. She held it out from her with magic and rushed back home and inside, internally cursing Penniless. Slamming the door shut, she was greeted with Spike who was holding a bowl of cereal sitting at the upended table.

She sighed and threw the covers down beside the door slowly stalking into the kitchen to fill her hurting stomach. She soon returned and flipped the table back the right way, placing her bowl on it with Spike's and sitting to eat. She suddenly developed a headache when the dragon started talking in his annoying, squeaky voice.

"Twi, are we gonna be alright?" Spike said, taking a bite of his cereal.

Twilight winced as she started to eat, her jaw muscles hurting her headache with each gritting crunch of her teeth. "Yeah," she said, lying to herself, "We're fine, Spike. Could you send a letter out for me after breakfast? Get Trixie to visit, tell her it's important or some shit."

"Alright, but it might be hard to find her. She moves around a lot." Spike said before drinking down the milk from his bowl and scampering to the kitchen with it.

Twilight looked around the room as a nausea inducing thought floated around the edges of her thought. She tried to push it away, but found no good substitute. Spike wouldn't tell anyone, after all. "Hey, Spike..." She called into the kitchen, "What's the most expensive gem you have?"

The purple dragon came back into the room sans bowl and hummed as he thought about the question. "Hmm...I think my six inch ruby. Why?"

The purple Princess laughed to herself as she considered the irony of the measurement before asking the vile question to her innocent little helper, "Do you want a blowjob?"

"What's that?" Came the expected, sexually ignorant reply.

Twilight bit her lip, hating herself as she turned around trying her best to adopt a sensual smile. "They're not exactly cheap..."