"Let it be..."

by Applejock

The Meal...

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"Mphffm!"

"Sigh, Chew Moron. I swear if I have to ram my fingers down that snake hole you call a mouth again to stop you from...EWWW! NOT ON ME IDIOT!"

"...I hate you two with every fiber of my being, every strand of hair on my head, every single drop of my.."

":GuLp!!!: Dagi! You gonna finish that!!!?"

The Former Siren Alpha growled at being cut off in her mid rant, sharp eyes narrowed upon the frost bitten and now cookie crumb littered  features of Sonata Dusk. The Trio crouched just behind a local convenient store, the days harsh wind nipping at there drawn and weatherd figures. Adagio Dazzle peered at the half eaten, still frozen in the middle Gas Station burrito and then back at the youngest member of there cursed Minstrel Troop.

"Fuck you! This is the first square t..h..HACK..cough..ugh..COUGH!"

A sharp blow ran off the gathering snow on the once proud Lioness lean shoulders, Aria pulled her patched gloved hand back and returned to nashing at, and going on to lick out the inside of a beef jerky bag.

"Easy boss, don't let this little morons efforts go to waste. Hurling up that gut bomb you just powerd down would like, ick!"

Her pink eyes swelling in concern, Sonata scrambled in her re-purposed hand bag and quickly moved to kneel besides and apply a soiled rag to her trembling Leaders lips.Aria rolled her eyes and went back to fussing over there haul. With the Money they had managed to swindle out of Fluttershy, and along with the cookies the dumb bitch had given them, they might be able to not have to dumpster dive for a day or two. Sorting through the bag and subtle dropping in stolen candy bars while Adagio was hacking up a lung, the Tomboy of the trio nodded to herself.

With the fall, came reality. It had been hard for Aria to watch Adagio quite literally fall apart before her eyes. With the sudden lose of there powers, the ravaging black hunger that came with it, did not however die. What plump rear ends, ample human bosom and subtle tummies might have pushed the cheap worlds fabrics to sexual favor, had been sacrificed in a matter of mere weeks. While powerless, they still where Sirens, still Equestrians in a strange world, STILL Magical beings. Without the ability to consume negative energy of any kind, their bodies adapted and began to cannibalis, quickly. Once the "bruiser" of the group, the Purple fleshed girl was little more then bones and greasy hair. Glancing away from the plastic bag filled with the cheapst food a person could buy in mass, Aria watched her Sisters in concern.

Sonata, ever watchful was helping the heaving mass of Snow filled hair that was there once proud Alpha Bitch. She watched as the smaller blue girl helped the frail form of her elder lean, then curl with her trying to sooth her aching body.

"We should move, pretty sure I just seen that Store Dude looking at us around the corner"

Adagio at once snapped her head up, a trickle of saliva running the corner of her still coughing lips. Wild eyes snapped from the store, then back to her Second in command.

"Agh..ahem, what? Why? Why would it matter if he...Damnit, Celestia Damnit Aria! I TOLD YOU!"

Jerking from her spot, her frost and grim coverd garments shacking in the wind as she rose, Aria squared her stance, ready for what was to come.

"We need it ok! Your pride is going to get us killed, we.."

"WE! Are better then, then...THEM..I will not have us sink so low as to STEAL from FUCKING HUMANS!"

Adagio struggled to stand, with Sonata's help she jerked her jacket closed, shifted the bandanna she used as a scarf and sneered through sunken, ugly eyes. Adagio was on the frindge of something, and it wasnt going to be good. She could feel her body dieing, almost. As if when your hungry, REALLY hungry, yet never quite get out of that "churn" feeling you get in the back of your throat when that hunger hits. That was her entire world these past few days. Skeletal orange fingers lifted and directed.

"Gather our rewards for another day on this rock, we make for home. Sonata..SONATA! Stop eating! Help me with these bags, Aria get your bloated ass on point. Remember tomorrow the local Market shifts its bread stores, we have to get home now in order..COUGH..hack..cough..grrr, in order to make it there before sun up so we can pinch those loafs!"

"Tsk, gurl you cracra! Talking about Loafs!"

"..........Sonata...I..I Don't..I can't...bah, Aria help me with the bags!"

A long drawn out growl, a tired sigh, and then start of a giggle which turned into a loud yelp, and then pity pouting where all that filled the alleys that cold winters Evening, that, and a few dozen discarded "Save our Furry friends" flyers.

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