Chapter 5: Just Another Day

Walter, we're with the Lafayette Police Department... We have some bad news... It's about your brother...

I landed blow after blow onto the flaccid punching bag, my bare-knuckled fists impacting against the compressed leather exterrior that absorbed my blows, causing the entire bag to tremble violently at each thrust of my fists.

What is it, what's wrong, what the hell did he do this time!?

The chain suspending the bag midair groaned loudly under the strain of my blows striking the bag, layers of dust gathering while I continued my controlled pace of powerful jabs, sweat glazing my flesh.

Walter, your brother... Something happened to him...

Rage began to seep into my veins, my eyes saw nothing but red, my controlled and paced jabs grew more frantic and barbaric, the power behind each blow rose substantially.

Based on our evidence, he performed DNA tests pertaining to the validation if he was in fact the father of your niece... The results were negative... Thus is the reason we believe he...

"GRAAH!!" I roared, savagely thrusting my balled fists into the bag, I could feel the leather eroding against my knuckles.

WHY DIDN'T I STAY HOME!? I COULD'VE SAVED HIM!

I ignored the pain surging throughout my arms as I continued to mercilessly abuse this leather bag, leaving massive dents in the worn exterior material.

IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, WALTER!

WALTER ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?

WALTER!?

WALTER!!

"Walter...?"

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!" I screamed loudly, slamming my fist in the center of the bag, snapping the chains that suspended it instantly, launching the bag roughly thirteen feet before colliding with the floor, sliding until it hit the other side of the empty room.

I panted heavily, falling to my knees, holding onto my head firmly before desperately reaching into the pockets of my exercise shorts, grasping the familiar orange container, pulling it out and popping it open hastily. I glanced up, seeing dark figures slowly beginning to surround me. I could hear, and even feel my heartbeat throbbing throughout my body while I reached for my water bottle, tossing a few pills into my mouth, washing them down with water, panting heavily as I watched the figures slowly dissipate into thin air.

"Walter, are you alright!?" I suddenly heard AJ's familiar voice call out, glancing over to see the concerned mare hastily pacing herself over to me, kneeling down and placing a hand on my back.

"I'm fine..." I replied, lowering my head.

"You're a horrible liar" AJ retorted, frowning a bit as she brushed hair from my face.

"Whatever..." I grumbled in response, keeping my eyes lowered to the floor.

"You forgot to take your pills, didn't you?" AJ sighed, wrapping her arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a side hug, her brows perked upwards in concern.

I remained silent, the absence of response only implicated to her that I had in fact forgotten to take my medication, which was the truth I, I just didn't want to admit it.

"Why do you do this to yourself?" AJ grumbled, helping me to my feet.

"You wouldn't understand" I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Understand what, that you're torturing yourself?" she retorted, placing her hands on her hips, raising a brow.

"Look, just stay out of my business" I mumbled, turning to walk away, before I suddenly felt myself being pinned against a nearby wall.

AJ had pushed my back against a close-by wall, keeping one hand on my chest, and the other pinning my shoulder to the wall. I stared down at her, my eyes six inches above her own. I'll admit, she was way stronger than she looks. I'm almost a four-hundred pound guy, and for her to just manhandle me like that took a lot of strength.

"I am your friend, and your roommate Walter Theodore Barnes, and it is my business when somepony close to me gets off-set!" AJ exclaimed, poking my chin with her index finger before crossing her arms in harrumph.

"Look, it's something I'd rather keep to myself. Maybe some other time" I replied, rubbing my head with a tired expression.

"I won't force you, but eventually, you will tell me... Now come on, Pinkie Pie cooked us all breakfast, she said none of us could eat until you got back" AJ informed me, tugging on my arm, guiding me towards the exit.

"Fine, sheesh..."  I rolled my eyes, sighing.

"She cooked something especially for you, a three-pound steak imported directly from Eart--" before AJ could even finish her sentence, I had suddenly lifted her up and thrown her over my shoulder, a determined look forming in my eyes as I dashed across campus, leaving a trail of dust and smoke behind me while AJ yelped in surprise.

"MEAT!!" I exclaimed, my voice carrying throughout the atmosphere while our dorm slowly faded into sight.

After the speed-run across the campus, I set AJ down who stumbled with a dazed cross-eyed look on her face. After orientating her senses, she casted a frown at me, pouting a bit before crossing her arms.

"You love meat more than a pretty mare, don't you?" AJ asked, crossing her arms.

"It's been years since I've had authentic, plump, juicy, mouth-watering beef... A man can only thrive so long on veggie-products and protein supplements. You wouldn't understand, being an herbivore and all" I replied, drooling a bit as the simple thought of the lucious meat dancing through my mind.

"Who says I'm an herbivore?" AJ remarked, causing a curious expression to befall my visage.

"Uh.. You're equine, are you not?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Yes, I am" she replied, nodding with a smirk.

"What kind of meat do you like?" I asked, raising a brow.

"It's a secret" she chuckled, curving her lips into a grin.

"Do you like it well-done, medium-rare, or rare?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"I like'm raw" she replied, causing my thoughts to become befuddled.

"Raw?" I looked at her quizzically, "Explain"

"Nope~" she cooed, chuckling as she walked passed me.

"Is it... Tuna? Sushi? Some sort of fish?" I asked, following behind her, only making her chuckles and giggles intensify over time.

"How about you buy me a drink sometime down at Moonshine Pub, and I'll let you in on my secret" she replied, a mischevious smirk on her face.

"Are you two gonna go on a date?" Dash suddenly appeared between us, wrapping an arm around both me and AJ, pulling us both in close to her.

"I, uh, what?" I blinked, confused, surprised, befuddled; it was not a good combination of emotions.

"Dash, get your head out of the gutter!" AJ laughed, giving Dash a friendly nuggie, prompting a small rough-housing session as the two of them walked beside me.

"I'm not good dating material anyway" I spoke with a sigh, chuckling a bit, earning both of their attention.

"Pardon?" AJ tilted her head, confused.

"You're grad A dating material, Walt; I'm sure as hell you can date any mare you like in Ponyville!" Dash exclaimed, pulling my head under her arm, my face mushed against her breast as she spoke.

"How?" I asked in honest confusion, the two mares simply blinked.

"Sugar-cube, until you came into Ponyville, my brother Big Mac was the only biggest stallion around, as well as the tallest. The average height of stallions here in Equestria ranges in around five foot seven to five foot nine. In case you haven't noticed, you're over six feet tall!" AJ attempted to explain to me.

"I'm also four-hundred pounds" I retorted, causing her to tilt her head a moment.

"So, what does a bit more weight matter?" AJ asked, tilting her head.

"Yeah, that just means there's more momentum in your thrusts when you fu--" I cut Dash off by nibbling the side of her tit, causing her to yelp and release me from the headlock she had me in.

"Oi" I mumbled, Dash casted a frown my direction.

"Oi, yourself, you big oaf!" she replied, mocking my slight English accent.

"Now you're mocking me?" I furrowed my brow a bit, staring down at the cyan mare.

"Are you even British?" she retorted, causing me to let out a sigh.

"I dated someone once who lived in London, England" I replied, causing both Dash and AJ to perk a brow.

"I thought you said you weren't good dating material?" Dash inquired, nudging my arm.

"So, what was she like, what was her name?" AJ asked.

"He was rather stubborn, witty, and overall lovable. His name was Leon" I replied, causing silence to deafen the atmosphere, the two of them stopping in their tracks as I approached the front door to our dorm.

"Wait, you... You were a colthugger?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"No, dumbass, I'm pansexual..." I replied, rolling my eyes.

"Pansexual?" AJ asked, confused.

"It means if he loves'm, he'll fuck'm" Dash explained, causing AJ to blush.

"Oi, it means I am open minded to any possible alternatives that may interest me in a given scenario... We met online, communicated a bit, and after a few months of dating some of his accent rubbed off on me" I explained.

"Giggity" Dash snarked, giggling a bit.

"Fuck bucket" I mumbled, opening the door the the dorm, walking in and kicking my shoes off.

"Welcome... Home?" Twilight spoke, glancing at the three of us as we made our entry into the dorm.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing, just Dash being a coont" I replied, rolling an Irish accent off the top of my tongue.

"Don't tell me you dated a lad from Ireland too?" Dash snarked, giggling even more.

"No! I moved here to Equestria with my Irish Grandfather, he said one of the founders of Ricksford was an old relative of ours" I explained, sighing a bit.

"Wait, what's this about Walter dating a boy?" Rarity asked, hear head peeking out from behind a corner.

"Well, Walt here used to date a boy from London, England!" Dash explained, chuckling.

"Oh? What was he like?" Rarity asked, tilting her head.

"Well... To best explain it, he is kinda like you, Rarity" I replied, causing her brow to raise.

"Oh?" she asked, interest sparkling in her eyes.

"He was an amazing artist, designing dresses, drawing them on his beautifully sketched characters, he even planned on purchasing and building his very own dolls..." I replied, nostalgia seeping from my voice as I spoke.

"He sounds rather lovely" Rarity spoke with a smile.

"Yeah, he is" I replied, smiling as well, a sudden sad expression falling upon my face.

"What's wrong?" Rarity asked, looking concerned, along with the others who were present.

"It's nothing... Really" I replied, smiling weakly, sniffing up a sudden excess amount of nostril fluid building up in my nose.

"Did something happen to him?" Rarity asked, seeming concerned.

"I'm not sure... We just, drifted apart... He stopped talking with me, and when I last spoke to him... He just told me to find another love interest and move on... I could hear pain in his voice... To this day I'm still concerned about him..." I replied, sincere in my tone of words.

"Oh, dear..." Rarity spoke, approaching me, giving me a brief hug, squeezing me before glancing up with a smile.

"I'm sure he'll be alright, dear. You must have faith in him, and I know your faith is strong... Love never leaves your heart, once it's there, it never leaves... Even if you have moved on" Rarity spoke, causing a warm feeling to rise in my chest.

"Thank you, Rarity... Really" I replied, she nodded at me with a smile before walking off.

After that little incident, I began to make my way to the kitchen, where my eyes locked with Pinkie Pie, who was dressed only in an apron, her voluptuous pink ass perking in the nude, her breasts pressing tightly against the skimpy apron she wore. She wore a bright smile, seemingly oblivious to her indecency, waving at me while holding a spatula.

"Hiya Walter! I'm cooking that steak-thingy that you like!" she exclaimed happily, giggling as she opened the steak package, plopping the ripe juicy red meat onto the hot skillet, causing the raw meat to sizzle loudly as soon as it impacted the white-hot metal.

I don't know what I want more... The steak... Or Pinky's ass...