“Who’s dressed black and is blue and wants to fuck you?”
This was the last thing he wanted to happen to him on a night like this.
Phil Stone had to make do with the situation at hand. Phil was a young man in his early twenties who was stuck in a position that he wasn't fond of but had took upon himself to make sure it would be done to a T.
He stood at over six feet tall and was healthy and mildly muscular individual, unlike many other young men who went to the greatest effort to become buff, he was happy being healthy and strong enough to get manual labour work done. He wore a blue work coat and trousers with the large black boots that were given to him as part of the job due to them being safer to wear in a kitchen. His skin was mildly grey and had a brown buzz cut for hair. He had brown eyes and short brown beard to top it off.
His colleagues and friends call him a nice guy who liked to get things done and Faust knows that he hates being called a slacker. Though he did have a bit of a wild side to him, half the time he was bluntly honest with people. He had his own set of rules that he lived by and though he sighed in acceptance he went back to work, going by one of his main rules; if you got shit to do, get it done. Though originally a head kitchen porter for a conference centre down the road from the hotel, that are both owned by the same company Trottingham Venues, he decided to ask for extra work up at the hotel as a spare kitchen porter to make some extra money.
Looking at the time, he clapped his hands together and decided on his plan of action. “Right”, he thought, “Time is 12:05, I'm on till 1am, let’s power through.”
Marching into the cleaning cupboard, he grabbed the large white broom with blue bristles on the with conviction and rushed back to the pot wash end of the kitchen and began sweeping under the machine and tables, collecting scraps, crumbs, dust and any other crap that happened to have been left on the kitchen floor.
As he adamantly went sweeping he couldn't help but feel sorry for his kitchen porter co-worker who had to leave an hour early. The two of them were meant to be on rota till 1am in the morning, unfortunately when the both of them stared at 5pm earlier, Phil could tell his colleague wasn't in the best of states, even when he boasted about his pride of being a member of young Wonderbolt reserves, who he only began training a month ago. As the night went on, his co-worker just kept pushing himself. Trying his best to stay on top of things but by 11:30pm he nearly fell over unconscious due to the amount of stress he was under and the amount of effort he was forcing himself into. Fortunately, the last chef that was about to leave, who wanted to check up on him and praise him for his efforts despite his fatigue, caught him as he fell forward and soon after an ambulance arrived to take the weak kitchen porter due to the state he was in.
The last chef left just before midnight and thanked Phil for staying to clean up, even if he was on his own. Phil said he didn't mind, given the circumstances, but hopes that his co-worker that was currently being taken to the local hospital got better soon so he could go an impress that Captain 'Spitfire' or 'Soarin' or whatever his or her name was.
As he was sweeping underneath the fridges, near the middle of the kitchen after making his way up from the bottom end of the kitchen and bringing the rubbish toward the nearest bin with his backward step sweeping technique, he didn’t a notice a certain waitress casually leaning on the kitchen side, a couple of table lengths away to Phil’s left, with a graceful smile forming on her lips.
“Always the hard worker Phil, aren't you?” She called out casually with a voice that was vibrant and at the same time calm.
Phil halted his brushing technique to look toward the owner of that familiar voice and a smile formed on his lips as he had a good look at his close friend.
“And you always know the right time to pop up, Minuette.” Phil addressed her with his Trottingham accent casually in return. His voice was casual and modulated. “Weren't you supposed to finish at eleven?”
Minuette was a waitress that had worked with the hotel since she was 18, after she finished Trottingham university. Originally from the city of Canterlot, which was over a couple of hours flight away, he parents wanted to come to Trottingham so pursue career prospects when she was a little girl and have stayed in Trottingham ever since. She scored high scores all around in her finals for her course business management. Unfortunately, due to no job interviews that were within her access range at the time, she decided to become a full time waitress for the hotel. She had been there for about three years and not long turned 21. In fact, she was a year younger than Phil and just an inch shorter than him. She was a hard worker, not to the extent that Phil would go to, but was more positive with everyone than Phil was.
She wore a black waitress button shirt, a black skirt that went up to her knees and black tights along with black work shoes, the customary hotel staff outfit for those who worked outside of the hotel kitchen. Her skin was a delicate light blue that contrasted with her black work attire. She had a slim and healthy physique for a young woman her age. Her eyes were sapphire blue like her hair that stretched down her shoulders. The unique thing about her hair was a silver stripe that she had that was positing just above from the right side of her right eye that went down her hair to the end.
Being that waiters and waitresses were under the same companies employ, they can both work at the hotel and conference centre if the opportunity is handed to them for some extra work. Phil and Minuette first met during a busy shift at the conference centre nearly two years ago. He didn't have as much confidence at the job then as he did now but to this day, the two worked in sync with each other and became close friends since their first shift together.
“I was,” Minuette began, “but I decided to stick around in case any other customers wanted to hang about for a time.”
“Not the first time that’s happened.” Phil stated as he returned to sweeping the floor.
Minuette folded her arms and her smile faded as her voice turned solemn. “I just heard what happened with our friend who got picked up.”
Phil stopped again as he stood upright with a sad look on his face. “Yeah,” Phil said downtrodden for a moment before placing the large broom by the wall then turning around to pick up the smaller brush and dustpan to collect the pile of rubbish he assorted and proceeded to sweep the pile into the dustpan. “He really pushed himself too hard,” Phil continued, filled with regret. “I told him to take it easy, considering we were both here till one in the morning,” He lifted the dustpan and emptied the rubbish into the bin next to him, “but he just wouldn't listen. Even the chefs were insisting on him to take a break but he was just so stubborn.” Slamming the brush back on the dustpan and forcefully placing it back on the side, he released a frustrated and heavy sigh.
“Hey,” Minuette said to him reassuringly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I'm sure he’ll be alright. He’s strong, you know that.”
Phil looked at Minuette who, once again, had that positive smile of hers that he couldn't but feel warm when seeing it so close. “Yeah,” Phil replied, accepting her words. “You’re right.” Looking over his other shoulder at the clock; the time was 12:25am. His eyes widened in surprise at how quickly time went. In response, he turned his whole to Minuette and grabbed her by her waist with both hands and swiftly lifted her off her feet and placed her behind on the kitchen side, earning him a little squeak at the sudden move he made.
“Sorry, Minuette,” He apologised whilst grabbing the large brush that he placed by the wall and began to sweep underneath the table side she was on. “But I have to get this done if I want to be out on time.”
Minuette giggled lightly at his determination. “Don’t worry about it.” Minuette said happily as she crossed her right leg over left and placed her hands on her knees. “Just do what you gotta do.”
Phil continued to sweep with increasing speed and precision, trying his utmost to get every nook and cranny of the kitchen floor. He rushed back to where he placed the brush and dustpan and went over to his next pile. But, just as he began crouch down to sweep the rubbish, like a frying pan smacking him round the head, a realisation rang loudly in his brain. “Ah, fuck!” Phil shouted in annoyance as he shot upright.
“Uh oh,” Minuette dreaded, who was all too familiar with that tone of voice. “What have you forgot to do?”
“I forgot to set the pot wash machine to drain the water out!” Phil replied in agitation at his mistake. Dropping the brush and dustpan in place, he rushed past his friend and dashed to the back end of the kitchen where the pot wash machine was placed. Frantically pressing the correct buttons to the set the machine to drain the water out, he waited for the sound of the machine to begin its function to drain. After a few long seconds, it began to drain the water. Phil knew the process would take a good half an hour; he turned to look at the clock with fear of what the time would be. His fears were confirmed at the time on the clock said clearly for all to see; 12:30am.
“Crap baskets...” Phil mumbled, feeling annoyed at the one thing he forgot to do first. Dragging himself back to where he was before, he looked at his friend in defeat.
“Looks like I will be here till after 1am, again.” Phil spoke, clearly bummed out. He soon sighed and stood up straight again with a bit more energy to counter his blunder.
“May as well do as much as I can for the extra hour, eh?”
Minuette smiled as she shook her head at his quick mood shifts. That was a quirk she grew to love about Phil, he would always accept the inevitable but still try to keep things strong. Watching him get back to work with brush and dustpan, she felt a heartfelt inkling for Phil. She knew things would be this way for the two of them, even if she didn't expect this to happen. Looking at the clock briefly to see only a minute had passed; she began to mull her options over in her head as Phil continued to work around the kitchen.
Coming to a decision, she jumped off the kitchen side and began to look for her friend. “Hey, Phil,” Minuette called out, “Where are you?”
“Up this end,” Phil called back, continuously sweeping the kitchen floor as he made his way over the halfway point of the kitchen where the rest of the kitchen would be more cramped together in terms of where the kitchen utensils were. “You thinking of heading off?” Phil called out to her again.
“No, no.” Minuette replied leaning against the wall a few feet away from Phil who was brushing forward instead of backwards. “Just wondering where you were.” Shifting slightly in her position she was unsure of what to do next. After a moment, an idea came to her. The thought made her blush slightly in embarrassment but decided shake it off and take action. “Actually,” Minuette began, “I have a question.”
“Go on.” Phil said as he continued to work hard in front of her.
“Who is...” Minuette began slowly walking toward Phil with a sway in her hips, “Dressed in black,” She continued as she used her small hands to start undoing her shirt from the top button down, “And is blue...” She was closing in methodically as was adding a seductive tone to her voice, Phil stopped moving in response as he realised she closing the distance, “And...” she stopped a foot behind him as he stood upright and began to turn around slowly, “Wants to fuck you?” She asked as Phil gazed wide eyed as she revealed her bare chest and bra that was underneath the shirt which remained on her. Minuette stood confidently as she placed a hand on her hip and leaned slightly to her right. She was blushing in embarrassment at her forwardness but refused to back away as her friend stared wide eye at her actions and her revealing form.
“A black lace bra... Perky round breasts... That chat up line though, those curves...” Phil’s brain tried his best to process the situation as he released his grip on the broom and as the sound of it bouncing off the floor was the only thing to fill the silence. However, neither of them didn't know what to do next.
After another couple of moments only one word could escape his lips’. “Wow...” Phil spoke in awe.
Minuette stifled a giggle but couldn't help but burst out in hearty laughter at the humiliation they must be feeling at this time. Phil, however, stood there more confused. A couple more moments later she calmed down but Phil was still left clueless. “Maybe this,” Minuette began as she gently placed her right hand on his left shoulder, “Will make more sense to you.” Minuette gently used Phil to elevate herself as she closed her eyes and calmly connected her lips with his. Phil was taken back at this but after a few seconds he gently pressed his lips against hers, taking his arms to wrap them around her waist and bring her closer as he forgot his worries and began to relax by closing his eyes and letting their actions do the talking. In response, Minuette took both her arms and began to wrap them around the back of Phils’ neck whilst beginning to slide in her tongue into his mouth. Phil seemed to catch on as he opened his mouth, titled his head slightly to the right and allowed her tongue to reach in his mouth as he did the same with hers.
The pair of them stood locked in arms and lips for a few minutes as they became increasingly aroused as small moans filled the air between them. Another minute passed as they both stopped kissing each other and looked at each other with lust filing their eyes. Minuette took action again as she released her hold from around Phils neck and took a step back. As she did, she smoothly slipped her hands into Phils and began to guide him back toward the more open area of the kitchen. With each step she took back she deliberately swayed her hips and never took her eyes off of his and neither did he.
Phil could feel all of his body wanting to charge and take control of the situation, a brief thought went through his mind and couldn't help think that there was more to this than met the eye but dismissed it as Minuette stopped in front of him.
“This should do.” Minuette said coolly as she began to release her grip of Phils hands and place them back round his neck. The pair had enough floor space to work with but a smirk appeared on Phils lips that caught Minuette by surprise.
“My turn.” Phil stated confidently as he grabbed Minuettes’ waist and lifted her off her feet, earning him another squeak from his forwardness, and placed her rear, again, on one of the kitchen sides. She couldn't help but chuckle and be impressed at his initiative. Before she could speak again, he pressed his lips against hers swiftly and they began interlock tongues and eyes closed as the continued from where they left off. They became more passionate with their kissing as Phil started to lean his body more towards hers. It didn't take long for Minuette to release her hold, one more, from around Phils neck and decided to go up a step as she started to remove her sleeves from her shirt, bringing her arms just a few centimetres from her friends chest. Phil, feeling her movements near him, took the hint and began to undress his work top off himself, the pair of them still making out between all this and only was apart from each other’s lips for a split second.
As they both tossed their shirts to the floor by Phils feet, they both briefly looked at each other’s bodies and tried their hardest to not blush from how quickly things escalated. Minuette found her friends body to be just way she pictured. It was healthy and showed a bit of muscle but nothing that would compare him to them muscles bound type of guys that think that is all they need to impress a girl. Phil, on the other hand, was still surprised at how healthy and sexy she was. He placed his right hand on her left side and began caress her silky smooth skin, taking his time as moved it from waist to round her back. His eyes, though, were briefly fixated on her perky round breasts that were not too large, nor too small. In his mind, he figure was simply angelic.
He met her gaze and began to get lost in those shining sapphire eyes on her face. He let out a brief chuckle as he took his free hand and gently placed it against her left cheek to relish in the soft touch of her skin. She gave a heart-warming smile as she lightly leaned her face into his hand. The two of them seemed to read each others’ mind as they both took their right hand and slid them into each others’ hair round the back of their heads and pushed each other together as they locked their lips again, moaning from behind their lips.
Another minute went by of passionate kissing until Phil reached for the back of her bra with both of his hands and began to feel for the hooks on. It surprised Minuette at how quickly he found the hooks and swiftly undid the bra, whilst giving small moaning between the kisses. He removed his hands from her bra and placed his hands on her waist as she began to remove her bra, revealing her breasts for Phil to see in full. They pulled away from each other, their lust filled eyes locked, smiling all the way apart as Minuette leaned her body back and placed her elbows on the kitchen side, supporting her frame. “Come to me then, big boy.” Minuette lustfully beckoned to Phil to take control.
Phil brought himself closer to the edge of the desk, Minuette moved her legs apart to allow him to get closer, and he leaned his body forward slightly as his hands moved upward from her waist towards her breasts. She watched collectively, doing her best to hide her nervousness, as her friends hands gently cupped the boobs and began to work his hands on them. Allowing him to get used to the shape and feel of her breasts he could see she began to relax and looked at him with half lidded eyes. They were soft and squishy and judging from her moans becoming more audible, she was beginning to enjoy this. As he continued to fondle them in different ways and simply enjoyed the sound of her moaning, he felt her legs reaching around the back of his thighs and slowly stroking him up and down. Deciding to up his game he brought his left leg onto the desk and bring his knee to just a mere millimetre in front of her private area, pressing her skirt into it as well, as he brought his body above hers allowing space between them for his hands to continue their movements.
She thought he was going to let them lock lips once more but was caught unguarded as he brought his lips down to her left nipple and lightly nipped it. The surge shook her slightly as she let out a slightly louder moan in response. Smirking at her response, he began his mouth closer to the nipple as he began to suck on her tit. Minuette arched her head back as she found to be more turned on by Phils actions’ and she wanted more, she found herself needing more. Minuette brought her head back up as he bit her lip, suppressing her moans, as Phil continued to suck on her nipple and his other hand caressed her other breast. She then took action as she tossed aside her worry and pressed her private parts against Phils’ knee. He could feel her move but continued to fondle and suck on her breasts as she pressed a bit more against his knee and lifted her hips up and down methodically as she could feel the fabrics pressing against her clitoris and rubbing it as she slowly increased her pace. In response, Phil lightly pressed a bit more with his knee and Minuette couldn't help but release her moans as they both could slightly feel her getting wet underneath the clothing.
After a moment of her body spamming to her clitoris being grinded, she pressed her hands against Phils’ chest letting him know it was time to move on to the next step. Phil released his grips on her body and pulled away, allowing her space to move.
“Can you let me get down, please?” Minuette asked impatiently. Phil stepped to one side as Minuette slid off the side and promptly began to remove the lower half of her clothing, leaving Phil baffled at her hastiness.
After taking her black knickers off and tossing them carelessly to the side, she hopped back on the kitchen side and spread her legs wide for Phil to see all over her womanhood. She was clean shave and was nothing but skin her vagina was exposing itself, obvious signs at what stage she was in.
Phils’ manhood stood fully erect within in his trousers and every fibre of his being wanted to dive inside of her right then and there but he forced himself not to as he looked at her lust filled eyes which practically begging him to touch her lady parts. In that moment, he made his move as he quickly brought himself to a position where her thighs were resting on his shoulders and his face was staring right at her vagina, his knees placed on the floor and his bare chest just hardly touching the cold metal of the kitchen side. He became intoxicated by the smell of aroused womanhood and his body shook slightly at the sensation. He quickly glanced at Minuette who began caressing her own breasts, obvious signs at how turned on she was. He smirked as he then let out a long exhale just a pins length away from her vagina and watched as she shivered in arousal. Then, he took his tongue and took a deliberate slow pace as he pushed it inside her vagina.
Her head was thrown back as she released a powerful moan at the sensation of his tongue slowly making its way deeper into the folds of her vagina and didn't bother in holding back more moans as he started to move his tongue around her insides. Her breathing increased in pace as he in turn began to slowly move his tongue faster around her insides, making circular, up and down, as well as side to side motions. He even pressed his face entirely against her womanhood, allowing him to feel even deeper inside her vagina. Her ecstasy was begin to warp his mind as all he could taste were her insides and all he could hear where increasingly louder moans.
Minuette moaned and cursed continuously, drawing quick breaths in between as well biting her lip time and again, as she could feel Phils’ tongue ravishing her vaginal walls making her body shake in pleasure at the motions.
She could feel that she was getting closer to her climax with each passing second and called out for him to keep going, begging him to make her cum. She even reached over with her right hand, placed on the back of Phils’ head and pushed against her womanhood. In response, he quickened his movements even more to make sure that he didn't let her wish go unheard.
After another minute of his tongue swirling inside her, she used her other to bring his tongue even deeper inside and right then her body arched and she let out a powerful moan as she ejaculated. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue slid out of her mouth as she came hard. The juices came quickly into Phils’ mouth and he had to pull out of her vagina promptly, which made her body spasm and lose her hold on Phils’ head, to allow him and her, a chance to breath properly and catch his breath.
A couple of minutes passed until Minuette gathered herself the strength to bring herself upright and still was clearly turned on. Phil looked up at her with a proud smirk, his erection still pressing against the folds of his work trousers.
“Want dessert?” Phil asked hinting at his manhood.
“Oh, you know I do.” Minuette replied lustfully.
As she slid, once more, off the side, Phil began to undress himself by first working to get his work boots off. He could hear Minuette moving about the kitchen with some light footsteps. After taking his boots and doing his best to get his lower half of clothing off quickly as he could and putting it to one side, he stood upright with his large erection for all to see. He was quite surprised to see that Minuette, in her angelic naked form, was standing a large square of towels that covered the kitchen floor.
“I know you still need to clean up afterwards anyway.” Minuette stated, shrugging her shoulders casually as Phil made his way over to her.
“What I would do without you.” Phil replied happily as he wrapped his arms around her back, lowering himself to her eye level as the locked their lips together serenely once again. Through their passionate kissing they began to lower themselves to their knees and Phil gently began to lay her back on the towels. He carefully released his hold on her as she looked at him longingly; her hair beautiful hair sprayed out in every direction and her gorgeous body was truly a sight to behold.
Minuette spread her legs wide apart, opening the way for Phil to do what they both wanted him to do. He positioned himself where his legs laid straight and back was arching slightly as his body was towering over hers. He had one hand supporting himself placed by her waist side and the other taking hold of his large, hard dick that was the same size of his large hand. He guided his shaft toward her vaginas’ entrance and as the tip touched her area, she held her breath in anticipation. He took his hand away placed it by her other side and began to push it in her. Minuette let out a small moan but didn't see what was coming when just as she felt the tip reach her insides, he pushed the rest of his long weapon into her and forced her to release a loud moan.
He could feel her walls still wet from her previous powerful ejaculation and took advantage at the ease of it as he began to move back and forth inside of her, slowly on the pull and swiftly on the push, each push releasing one loud moan after the other out of her. After her few more of these motions he began to increase his speed, which she loved as she called out in approval lustfully.
Harder and harder with each thrust, he slammed his dick inside her, reaching the tip of womb with each connection which was made more apparent by the sounds of their areas coming together. Minuette couldn't keep up as he continued ravish her with each powerful thrust that was beginning to come at a quicker pace.
She was losing her mind to the sensations of her horniness. She wanted more and more. She cried out for it, cried out for her to be fucked by her friend. To fuck her more and more, so she could that dick reach her insides and pound her entrance endlessly until she couldn't move anymore. Losing her self control, she reached out and forced his lips to hers as they kissed. For a brief moment he stopped and she quickly demanded not to stop. He complied as he brought his knees up to a position where the resting underneath her thighs as he continued to fuck her with animalistic passion.
Their tongues wrestled as the two of them moaned in each other’s mouths, whilst she continued to feel his strong and fast thrusts of his dick inside of her, that were beginning to penetrate her womb entrance.
She threw her head back and screamed with pleasure as she could feel the tip of his dick reaching into her deepest parts. His moans became more ruffled as he went even faster, cursing the sheer sensation of it all as he fucked her more and more, moving into a position where could see her glorious breasts bounce up and down with each connection. He could feel he was getting closer to his climax and let her know so.
In response, she wrapped her legs around his waist and told him to not stop fucking her. Even as he continued to make love to her, he tried to protest but she loudly reassured with a lustful tone him that it was alright for her to finish inside of her.
Something inside of him sparked a powerful fire, like a lion leader roaring proudly, he somehow felt more powerful and passionate as he called out her name before sucking her left nipple once again as he continued to shag her with power. She called out his name in return as she could feel herself reaching her peak. The sound of their moans became more passionate and louder as time went on in that kitchen. After a few more minutes of animalistic lovemaking the moment came.
Phil put everything he had into one last thrust as he, unknowingly, rammed his shaft into her womb as they both released their juices into and onto each other’s privates. They both arched their heads back and moaned heavily, tongues sticking out and gasping for breath as their bodies shook in ecstasy.
A few more moments went by and with the last of his strength, Phil pulled out his now limp penis as their intertwined juices began to leak out of Minuettes’ vagina and then moved his body to lay down next to her left on his back. The pair of lovers laid there for an untold amount of time, getting the air back into their lungs and allowing their bodies to relax.
Eventually, Minuette lifted herself up and laid her upper body sideways on Phil, her head resting on his chest. She smiled warmly as she could hear his calming heartbeat. “You were amazing.” Minuette stated with satisfaction.
Phil brought his left hand round to stroke her hair with care as he chuckled lightly. “Well I have three things to say that.” Phil began without hiding the pride in his voice. “First; I could say the same to you.”
“Why thank you.”
“No problem. Secondly,” he continued with a hint of confusion, “what was with that corny line?”
Minuette laughed out loudly at that question, “You’re one to talk.”
Phil nodded with a small chuckle, “Lastly;” he paused, giving himself a moment to think. “What brought all this on?”
Minuette said nothing at first but released a defeated sigh; she knew he had to tell him eventually. “I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon to head to Canterlot with my dad.” Phil jerked his head up in response, shocked at this information she just told him.
“What?” Phil asked with haste. “Why?”
“My dad got myself a job interview lined with a big brand company, that is related to member of the known Apple Cider Family chain, is going to pay for transportation means for me to get there and prepare. The interview came through to him in an e-mail that was from a friend who used to work at Canterlot High, who was on good terms with Principal Celestia there but left after that apparent anarchy caused by some 'crazy teenage girls'.” Minuette explained, downtrodden on having to suddenly drop this on Phil. He couldn't see the tears forming in her eyes. “I just didn't want to say goodbye so soon.” With those words, tears began to slowly fall from her face.
Phil tried his best to process all this information but couldn't get rid of this nagging though ringing in his head. “Even so,” Phil began, unsure of what to make of this, “why go through all of this?” He was taken aback by her suddenly turning her head to looking him in the eyes with her teary face.
“Because I love you, you doughnut!” Minuette proclaimed with a sorrow and joy mixing together, “And I may never see you again,” Minuette continued trying to force her words between sobs, “So at the very least, I wanted us to have a moment that we will never forget.” She buried her face in his chest as tears rolled down his chest as the sound of sobs filled his ears.
Wrapping his arms around her, he used what strength he regained to lift the pair of them to sit upright. As she pulled away from his chest and wiped her eyes, he took her off guard by using his left hand to gently lift her chin to look her in the eyes. Silence filled the air as he, once more, got lost in those beautiful sapphire eyes and then brought their lips together for a long and loving kiss that seemed to last forever.
As he pulled away he looked her in the eyes and lovingly smiled at her, “I love you too, you beautiful woman you.” Fresh tears filled both their eyes as they held each other in loving embrace and lost themselves as time went on unaccounted for.
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Eventually, the two lovers released each other and decided to clean up their mess, get back in their work attire and clean the rest of the kitchen as Phil was originally going to do. It took some time but with unified teamwork they managed to get it all done with efficient results. As they both looked at the results of their labour they looked at the time and it was 3am.
Phil looked at the time and shrugged his shoulders, “Worth it, I say.” Phil said happily as looked at Minuette with a smile. He then turned in the opposite direction and began to walk toward the changing room.
As he wandered off, he didn’t notice Minuette promptly charging at him. “Wait a minute, you doughnut!” Calling out to him, Phil turned around and was left wide open for Minuette to leap at her and press her lips lovingly against his. Phil staggered back but managed to catch him and her from falling over. As she landed back on her feet and both of them regained their posture, she whipped out her mobile phone from work top pocket. “We can’t end this night without some pictures.”
Phil chuckled and nodded as she swiftly turned around to allow Phil rest his head on her right shoulder. The first picture she took of them was the pair of them pulling a silly face, the second one of them being a scary face and then the third was the pair of the smiling happily at each other and the last was the pair of them lovingly kissing each other which lasted long after the picture was taken.
Saying their final goodbyes to each other, the two lovers went in separate directions to collect get changed. As he entered the kitchen staff changing room, his mobile phone vibrated in his back trouser pocket. He pulled out to see that he received a message from Minuette. It was those pictures she not long took of the two of them with a message left on the end; “I love you, you doughnut. And I will never forget you and especially not this night.”
Phil knew that she would succeed in Canterlot and knew he may not see her for a very long time, possibly never again. But, despite that, he smiled fondly at the message and spoke happily; “I love you too, you beautiful angel.”
