Toils of the Heart

       The evening now draws near as the late sky is now glowing vibrantly with a sharp orange. Since Twilight had left, we have sold three more necklaces, two of which had a centered ruby surrounded by opals for the circular amulet and the lace made of a silver ring chain. This is one of our own trademark designs. The third was a custom necklace designed by Photofinish. A platinum twine styled lace and an isosceles triangle shaped turquoise stone amulet as to complement her new sun dressed on her model. Right now, I'm just finishing the last sheet of my duplicate document of today's sales. I always like to keep everything on file in case of any price fluctuations of certain gems which ca be resold or if there are any malfunctions with any accessory. After this, I will start to lock up, clean, take a shower, then go to bed.

       I start to head downstairs. I think to myself, "First things first." I head over to the open/close sign and turn so that the closed side faces the outward position, hence away from me. I say this with such emphasis because I once had an incident on both ends of the table. Once I lost an entire day for I faced the sign so that open had faced me on the inside of the store and all thought that we were closed. Thinking that it would never happen again, it did. The only exception is is that it was vice versa. In the middle of the night, there was knocking on my door. It became more and more violent as time progressed and I was getting a bit nervous. When I come downstairs I find Derpy knocking on my front door. Despite the fact that all my gems were away let alone the door was locked in the middle of the night, she could not figure out that the store was closed because the sign in her view said open. Celestia knows why she was even out that night, but hey, you can never expect what's going to happen next with that pegasus.

       Anyway, after I switch the sign, I then proceed to the window view showcase to remove the jewels. Realizing I had forgotten my keys, I make way to the workshop in the back. As I enter the shop I see that Saphire had swept earlier than usual for the floor is miraculously clean. As I tilt my head up to look ahead of me, there she is, the elegant unicorn. Her horn glows with a light hue of a mint green color. A various assortment of tools orbit around her as she concentrates on what goes where. One by one do the chisels, snips, and hammers fly away towards their correct spots. As I call her name, she cringes; as do her tools as they stop their whimsical dance and stay still in the air. As she turns around in astonishment, mer wonderful mane whips sharply through the air and yet returns with soft grace around her neck, reposing her to her original beauty.

       She finally responds saying, "You really have to stop sneaking up on me like that, you'll give somepony a heart attack one day." I chuckle a bit before I retort, "Yes we'll, I came back here to borrow your keys if you don't mind. I seem to had lost them." "Again!? I swear, you would lose your cutie mark if it wasn't a part of you." I put a bit of a pensive expression for I had just lied. I knew exactly where my keys were. They were under the Newspaper on the bottom right hand corner of my desk adjacent to my quill and inkwell. This was not, however, the only reason for my deep expression. After she had given me the key, I kept on thinking repeatedly in my head, "Bucking idiot just ask her already. Are you doing anything tonight. Are you doing anything after you leave Saphire."

       "Okay, I guess I'll see you on Monday." says the purple mare. It is then that I break out of my deep trance and return to the realms of reality. Once again, another opportunity shot. I really am a bucking idiot aren't I? Well it is what it is isn't it. Just another day at the grinding stone. Well now that the workshop is cleaned now, I head back to the showcases to remove the jewelry. I put everything in the cellar for storage one at a time through the hidden trapdoor with my brother. I double lock the counter cases and empty today's earnings from the cash register into the safe behind the portrait of my grandfather, Battlemound. After I finally lock up the shop, I proceed to mop the tile floors while 'Pick is washing the counter tops and windows. Finally, after about an hour, I'm done with today. Now to get some rest for tomorrows mining expedition.