Delivery Boy

Casper was already off the motorcycle before Caesar put on the breaks. He was jumping up and down and breathing heavily as he stared at the school. He was overjoyed. Maybe...too overjoyed.

"Casper, what is wrong with you?!" Caesar yelled.

He fumbled with the slightly crushed pizza boxes that were slipping off.

"Why did you just jump off the bike like that? I wasn't even parked and we were still moving! Do you want to die before the game starts?!"

Casper turned to him with a big maniacal grin.

"I'm sorry, man! I'm just so excited! I've never been to a Pythons game, nonetheless, a Pythons game versus the Canterlot Wondercolts! This is going to be epic!"

The orange haired boy chuckled drily.

"Yeah. Sooo epic. Have you forgotten that you still have to work?"

Casper sighed and slumped his shoulders, his rush of adrenaline having passed.

"Why'd you have to remind me, man?"

Caesar frowned at him as he lifted the pizza box tower off his bike.

"You wanted to come. And now you're here. I did say selling this stuff was hard with just me and the two that drove here. Now that you're here, we can split the work in a more agreeable fashion."

Caesar handed some of the boxes to Casper, who stumbled at the surprising weight the pizzas had.

"Now lets get to the others, shall we?"

Casper grumbled as he followed his boss' son up the sidewalk to the front of the school. The double doors were already propped open and seeing as there were a row of empty school buses in the front, Caesar knew that the students were already there. The two of them walked in and glanced down the empty halls. All across the lockers were banners reading 'GO, WONDERCOLTS'. The iconic horseshoe was everywhere. Yellow and blue streamers hung from the ceiling.

As the boys walked down the hall, it became clear to them where the Cloudsdale students had gone. Parts of the décor had been vandalized; rips and tears in the banners and streamers having been yanked to the floor. The loud voices of the rambunctious teens could be heard no matter where you were in the building. Caesar followed the noise and found himself at the right place.

The cafeteria.

Casper's eyes wandered all over the place as he scanned the room. He wasn't a student of either one of the schools. Everybody there was unrecognizable. Caesar saw that the room was very divided the instant he came in. On one side of the cafeteria was all of the Cloudsdale students that came. On the other side were a group of teens he didn't know. Undoubtedly, they were Canterlot High students. He saw some of them glare at him and he looked away. What was with the glare?

Then that's when he remembered his father slapped a Pythons cap on his head. He quickly snatched it off and tried to jam it in his pocket unsuccessfully. He didn't want people to turn away from the pizza stand because they were really loyal to their team. Caesar continued on his way to the back of the café to deliver the boxes to the kitchen. Once he set the boxes down, he forcefully shoved the cap in his pocket.

Casper noticed and asked to switch his Benito's cap for his Pythons one.

"Sure," Caesar said. "But you better stay in the Pythons fan section when we get out there. These people are pretty intense on party loyalty."

Putting on his replacement cap, he muttered," It's like everybody's in a gang or something..."

Casually, he called out to the other employees.

"Hey, Cherry Blossom! Riff Raff!"

A girl with red hair and pink skin along with a young man with a green Mohawk and yellow complexion came out from the back of the kitchen in their employee uniforms. Cherry Blossom smiled and greeted Caesar.

"How's my favorite nerd doing today?" she teased.

Caesar rolled his eyes and told her he was fine. Riff Raff patted him on the shoulder.

"What's up? I can take those pizzas for you and put them in the oven. The customers never like their pizza cold, you know."

Caesar let Riff Raff take the boxes and turned to Casper, who was googling at some girl. The girl he was looking at had red and yellow streaked hair and a yellow-ish orange-ish complexion. Wearing a black leather jacket, Caesar got the impression that she was one of those 'bad girls' in school. Her orchid colored shirt had a sun on it with the same colors as her hair. She had an orange skirt with an orchid and tan stripe going diagonally across it. Her boots were black with flames on them.

Caesar tilted his head. He could see why Casper was eyeing her. She was really pretty. The boy looked at Casper and tried to imagine them together, he and the girl. Casper had purple hair that was long and hung right above his eyes. He had a slight beard and had a pale blue complexion. Caesar frowned. He looked more like a hippie than anything.

A hippie hooking up with a bad girl? That would never happen.

The girl walked back to her table and sat beside another girl with long pink hair. Wait a minute...that girl looked familiar... Caesar squinted at her and pushed his glasses up. Big blue eyes...pale yellow skin...pink hair that shined brightly...Caesar scratched his head. Had he seen her before? He knew he must know her from somewhere. But she was a Canterlot High student and both cities weren't terribly close. Maybe he saw her at the mall? No. Caesar rarely ever went to the mall.

At the store? No. Why would she go all the way to Cloudsdale to shop? Maybe...during his summer vacation. The orange haired boy pressed his hand into his face. Now he was just making things up. Cherry Blossom glanced at both Caesar and Casper and followed their gaze to the table of girls. She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

Boys.

She grabbed them by the shoulder and cleared her throat.

"Hey, you guys. Why don't we go meet my aunt? She's one of the teachers here. Her name is Ms. Cheerilee. I'm sure you two will like her."

She pulled the two of them forcefully out of the lunchroom; one of them drooling over one girl, the other trying to figure out if he knew the other. Riff Raff watched her drag them out and shrugged. Cherry Blossom always thought they were stupid. Looks like she found her two stooges. He rubbed his hands together and glanced at his watch. It was a good forty minutes before the game was going to start.

He sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. He knew that the day would be long. Setting an alarm on his watch to forty minutes later, he stretched his arms and pulled up a stool. He folded his arms and rested his head on them. Yanking his Benito's cap over his eyes he smiled. Better rest up before work. Before long, Riff Raff fell asleep and murmured to himself.

"Go...Wondercolts."

*Snore!*