Delivery Boy

by Feather Flyer

Thoughts

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Caesar slammed a hand on his alarm clock, only to increase the pain in his shoulder from the blow he got from Applejack. He winced and groaned as he slowly sat up. Dang, he forgot all about his shoulder. His mother was too busy getting hung up over a 'girlfriend' of his that she just left without putting medicine on it. He sighed. His mother was always jumping to conclusions and thinking of the worst possible scenario.

Caesar yawned and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He felt his skin prickle and the hair on his nape stand on end. It was kind of cold in there to him. And he soon found out why. Caesar found that he had no shirt on. He had it in his hands. When he woke up, he had it pressed to his nose and a very, very, very faint smell of flowers could be smelled from it. And it reminded him of a certain young lady...Frowning, the boy threw it across the room. What was so special about the scent of flowers. It was only perfume. And Fluttershy happened to be wearing it.

He got up and went into the bathroom. He undressed and took a quick shower. The feeling of hot water made him feel drowsy. It was nice and warm and made him want to stay there forever...

Much like how he felt when he wrapped his arms around Fluttershy.

Caesar was rudely shocked back into reality when the water turned cold and that thought came into his head. He quickly got out of the shower and rubbed himself dry with irritation. Stupid thoughts. He looked at himself in the mirror and hummed. The stubble on his chin was becoming more of a beard than anything. As much as he would love to have a beard, he couldn't. His mother would forbid it.

You're too young to be walking around here with a beard! Beards are for old men who are homeless and live on the street! It makes you look ratty!

Caesar sighed and got a razor and some shaving cream from the cabinet. His mother always blamed her husband for things pertaining to men, like facial hair and laziness. She said I was because of him that her 'poor little baby' was becoming a 'hobo'. Whatever sense that made.

'If you are to blame, you get the flames.'

Caesar chuckled. He and his father had came up with that years ago. They kept it amongst themselves as a little joke and would say it to each other in the worst of times. Mrs. UpperCrest would be fuming with anger with one of them and that person would be sweating bullets and looking afraid. Then comes along one of the two men and they'd say that to them while laughing. It was a phrase made to taunt the guy who got in trouble.

Caesar was in the midst of shaving when his mind wandered. When Fluttershy had grabbed his shirt, everything from all the eight years he had known of her had come back into his memory. And it was all because of Deja Vu. He wished he had gotten to know her better. He had almost a whole decade to socialize with her and he had been oblivious to it. And now that he saw her again he couldn't believe she was the same Fluttershy.

The Fluttershy he had known was cute in a kiddy kind of way. She had a face that made adults go 'Awwww'. He never did pay attention to her though. Who knew that in three years time she would...look different. She was small as always but he had to admit, she had a chest. It wasn't noticeable just by looking but he definitely knew she wasn't flat chested when they were close--

Caesar shook his head violently. NO. DO NOT THINK LIKE THAT! That's so perverted!!!! And by all means, Caesar was not at all perverted. He shook his head one more time to ensure that the thoughts had gone off.

Ok...Think of something else...

The boy sighed when his thoughts came back together and he resumed his shaving.

Caesar always knew that the girl had blue eyes. When she wore that blue cheerleading sweater it brought out them out. They were so nice and shined like the stars. He could get lost in them for hours at a time. Her pink hair was so soft and well groomed. It made Caesar feel like he needed to start caring about how his hair looked. What if it was too messy looking and made him look like a slob? Or even...a hobo? He didn't comb it often...And hair washes only happened when his mother ordered him to and that was once a week....The boy sighed and absentmindedly kept on with his shaving.

The Fluttershy he had known before was shy. But she sure didn't seem that way when she got on that field and started singing! Her voice was so sweet and lovable. Who could not smile at hearing her heavenly voice?

"OW!"

Caesar gritted his teeth and flinched. He dropped the razor into the sink and put a hand up to his cheek. when he touched it, it stung like crazy and he quickly moved his hand away, straining the muscle in his bad shoulder. Near his chin was a bloody cut that hurt. Caesar's face was red and his heart was racing. Dang it! He had let himself get so distracted that he cut himself with the blade. And he had been thinking of Fluttershy!

In a huff, Caesar stormed out of the bathroom ignoring the stinging cut on his chin and got himself ready for school. Schoolwork was definitely something he could use to get his mind together. He hopped on downstairs and ran past his mother, who was in the kitchen. She looked at him stiffly; no doubt still thinking he had a girlfriend. His father was sitting at the table and he grinned. The man gave him a thumbs up and mouthed 'Becoming 'uh man, my boy!'

Unfortunately, for him, Mrs. UpperCrest had seen that and she wacked him on the back of his head.

"Ben, do not encourage our son to do sneaky things!"

"But how do you 'uh think we met?" Benito cried as he rubbed his head.

Immediately, Mrs. UpperCrest went into lecture mode and fired words at him with rapid speed. It was faster than any bullet, he was sure. Caesar snickered. He looked at his father and said," If you are to blame, you get the flames."

He grabbed the toast that was set on the table for him and ran out the front door, just missing his father swearing at the top of his lungs and a loud smack that was most certainly was to leave a mark on Benito's face.


Author's Note

Sorry for not having released this chapter yesterday. I was busy and whatnot. Hopefully this has satisfied you.

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