Keystrokes

                      As he woke up the next morning and groggily pulled himself out of bed, he found his thoughts drifting to the mare he had met the previous day. She seemed to have fallen in love with him at first sight. He had never believed in such things. Love never lasted. It was a foal's thing to get random and pointless infatuations for people. It was a way to ruin friendships. You are buddies with a pony of the opposite sex, you decide you fall in love with them, it doesn't work out, and one of you hates the other for all eternity after it ends. It was stupid and pointless.

He made sure to make sure his bandage was tight before continuing down the stairs down to the main room. He had had an almost sleepless night due to the fact his bed consisted of a tissue thin sheet for a blanket and a hardwood floor for a mattress. Needless to say it was not comfortable, and it was hardly the living space the multi-million bit author was used to. As he was midway down the stairs he heard many unfamiliar voices. His first thought was that somepony had broken into his house. He was about to summon a weapon with his magic and tell them to leave or be punished, but he was cut off as one of the voices, obviously female screamed "SURPRISE!!!"

He certainly was. "SWEET CELESTIA," he screamed as he tumbled down the remaining stairs. Landing with a loud smack against the bottom floor. He looked up in his daze and saw many ponies. Much more than he would have preferred to have entered his house in the middle of the night by most likely illegal means, which was none. "What the buck is going on here!?"

The pink pony was shocked by his vulgar language, but only for a moment. "It's a party silly," she squeaked with pure happiness and jubilation. Now untouched by his curse.

To which he replied through gritted teeth,"A party for WHAT, may I ask?"

"You're welcome party, of course! Come on everypony! Let's get partying!" As if on cue a snow white pony with a dark blue and teal mane came out of seemingly nowhere and put a record on a turntable, which also seemed to have not been there last night.

"How did all you ponies get into my house? The door was locked," he said angrily.

"The door, duh," the pink pony said while doing some strange dance he had never seen before. Then again, he hadn't seen many dances.

Angered even further by the "duh" he asked, "What about the turntable?!" It was about then that he saw Twilight running towards him in the large crowd.

"Hi, Keystrokes."

Ignoring her presence he continued the verbal warfare with the pink mare. "Since when is it legal to break into a ponies home!?"

"We didn't break in! I had Twilight unlock the door with her magic! Wow, you ask a lot of weird questions," she said, looking genuinely confused.

He looked over at Twilight with a fake smile on his face. "Did she now? Well that was very kind of her to assist in breaking and entering into her favorite author's home!"

"Sorry, Keystrokes. Pinkie knew about you and told me she wanted to surprise you this morning with a party. I did unlock the door, but I didn't know it would upset you this much."

The DJ was playing dubstep. Which Keystrokes found to be tasteless. "Could somepony tell her to turn that off?" Nobody heard him except for Pinkie, who ignored him now, and Twilight, who was trying her best to convince him to join in the festivities.

"She means well. We all do. We just wanted to brighten up your day a little. We haven't committed any crimes!"

"No, not besides breaking and entering! Sigh, but you're right. Fine. I'll join in."

Twilight squeed and dragged him over to a clear spot. This mare is crazy, he thought.

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After the party was over Twilight lingered. She asked him timidly, "Do...you want to do something else?"

"What do you mean, Twilight? Isn't a party enough? I still haven't stocked my fridge and I need to go pick some stuff up."

"I can go with you."

"Is picking up groceries your definition of a fun time?"

"It is when I'm around you."

"That was the most cliche thing I've heard in two years. Look, if you really want to come, fine. Don't blame me if you get more bored than a crippled frog."

"Thank you,"

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At the market, Twilight barely spoke a word until a cyan pegasus dashed by at blinding speeds. She climbed up into the air and made a sonic rainboom...directly above his and Twilight's head. Twilight's face went red. "RAINBOW DASH, WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP THAT!? Oh, eh heh...don't mind her Keystrokes. She's just being a jerk." He laughed. That was the first time he had laughed in a long time. For as long as he chose to remember, his life had been depressing and he had been a flank. And for the first time in a long time, he felt happy.

"Having fun down there you two love birds?" Keystrokes arched his eyebrows at the immature pegasus.

"We are NOT in love with each other," yelled an enraged Twilight, but her voice betrayed her intentions.

"Say whatever you want, Egghead," Rainbow Dash said while flying away.

"You can just ignore her. She's rude sometimes."

"I thought it was kind of funny. That was the first time I've laughed in a long time."

Twilight looked at him, and then lightened up a bit. "Yeah, I guess it wasn't too bad. It was kind of embarrassing, though. But it was what you can expect from her."

Keystrokes was beginning to question himself. Was he getting attached to this pony? Was he actually falling in love? He didn't realize it, but he laughed at the thought. Twilight took that as a good sign, not knowing what was going through his head.