A Rainbow Colored Heart

The two of us acted fast and began running out to Matthews’s truck, still parked just outside the barn Matthew opening the passenger door for me to hop in which I did with a slight jump desperately rushing to get out of the storm that only seemed to be getting worse. Getting into the driver’s side Matthew slid the key into the ignition, and then turned it. The engine stuttered several times before Matthew turned it back and tried again. Nothing.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me” he muttered trying again but to no avail. “You picked a hell of a time to do this to me.” He hit the steering wheel out of frustration then sank back into his chair running a hand through his hair.

“What do we do now?” he asked.

I looked all around, obviously the truck wouldn’t provide much warmth, and neither would the barn. There was nowhere that would provide us with enough warmth for the night, and judging by the small pony’s condition, we needed it.

“What about the house?” Matthew asked

“It’s probably locked” I stated.

“Let me check”

Getting out of the truck Matthew ran towards the house pulling his hood over his head to block the wind that relentlessly attacked his body.   His first stop was the front door, pulling open the first of the two doors open with ease he reached out and grasped the small bronze handle and began attempting to turn it. When that didn’t work he rammed the door several times with his whole upper body, but the large wooden door held strong. He walked over to the nearby window and attempted to peer inside moving his head to try to see beyond the curtains. Suddenly he ran to the left side of the house towards the back, rounding the corner out of sight. Minutes began to pass, and Matthew remained to stay out of sight. Suddenly the front door opened and Matthew stepped through between the door and began waving an arm over his head. I opened the door and quickly ran towards the house and through the open door.

The house offered little shelter from the storm outside, however it did offer relief from the chilling wind; its large living space resembled that of a generic home. The furniture seemed to be handmade, the electronics extremely basic. Matthew ushered me over to the couch which had a large tan blanked draped over the back. The small pony began to shiver harder.

“We need to get some more blankets, she’ll freeze to death” I stated grabbing the blanket from behind me and wrapped it over the leather coat ignoring how numb my arms felt.

“I’ll go find some, stay put” Matthew instructed as he ran out of sight again.

Looking down into the blankets I could see its face. Although it slightly resembled Rainbow Dash’s it carried its muscular tone to it, another feature that stood out were the small freckles on either side of her face which were flushed red thanks to the cold. Another second later a blanket fell over my shoulders, another folded one fell to my side.

“Wrap her up in that” Matthew instructed as he walked over and sat down in a large chair across from the coffee table in front of me, a fireplace in the wall nearby. “Get your coat too, I don’t want you catching cold and getting sick on me”

After a slight adjustment I found myself wearing the heavy leather coat again, one of the large Afghans draped over my shoulders, the small pony in my arms now wrapped in two as well as what little I could spare from my own. Matthew began to work on the fireplace rearranging the wood inside to form a neat pile, and not soon after the whole thing caught fire with the light of a match.

“Alright, that ought to do it” Matthew stated getting up and whipping his hands on his jeans to remove whatever he had gotten on his hands then returning to his chair. “Well were fucked till tomorrow”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, I can try to jumpstart the truck tomorrow, using the jumper cables in the back. I think I saw an extra car or something in the barn that looked pretty new that should work. The truck is shot till then.” He explained.

We sat in silence for a moment as the heat from the fire made the room made the room a little more bearable to be in. By now it was dark outside, and not much could be seen from outside the nearby windows. The small pony finally seemed to stop shaking and finally began to relax, her breathing returning to a normal pace. I set her down on the cushion placing her head on one of the green pillows. She groaned for a moment but fell silent once I patted the blanket where I though her shoulder might be.

“Nice house overall, pretty homey if you ask me” Matthew stated looking all around him at his surroundings.

“I’ll be honest, I feel bad about intruding” I stated.

“Breaking and entering” Matthew corrected

“What?” I asked in disbelief.

“Couldn’t get through the back door, so I went through the window instead.”

I was awestruck for a moment. I looked towards the back door which was still closed, however an open window caught my attention, the curtains blowing with the breeze blowing in.

“Probably should take care of that” Matthew stated. “Or I could break a few more, make it seem like the storm did it.”I couldn’t find a solid argument that would shake Matthew suggestion, so instead I shrugged in agreement making Matthew chuckle with glee.

There was a silence in the room as the two of us settled down in our place each kicking our feet up on the table to recline in our seats.

“Rainbow Dash must be freaking out right now “I stated

“Imagine Fluttershy” Matthew added

I pulled out my cell phone from my pocket hoping to find that I somehow now had service, but just like when we first arrived at the farm, there was none. I the small phone back into my pocket with a sigh looking over to the blanket wrapped body beside me, I was still rubbing her shoulder allowing her a bit of comfort knowing she had a friend she hadn’t even met yet. I wonder who she was, obviously had one of the others been there they could have filled us in.

“Three down” I muttered to myself silently as I closed my eyes and allowed sleep to take me.