Chickens and Mallows

Chickens and Mallows

Written by RB101

Chapter Twelve: Randomness Ensues

Once I run back into the hotel and open the door with my key, immediately I'm met with five pairs of eyes, all staring at me. Rainbow Dash had a look of confusion, Rarity looked more concerned for me, Alex giving me the ‘Really?’ look, Sweetie Belle, just like her sister, and Scootaloo looked slightly angry.

It takes ten seconds before Alex speaks up, “Why the fuck did you do that?” he asks.

“What!?” I throw my hands up in the air (sometimes!) to show my innocence, “I thought it was funny in my mind, but I guess it didn't work.”

“So it was a joke,” Rainbow asks.

“Not exactly,” both me and Scoot say simultaneously.

Everyone turns to Scootaloo immediately upon hearing her voice accompanied with mine.

Stumbling for words, Rainbow eventually finds her words, “Scoot! How? When? Where?”

Scoot simply holds her hoof up.to silence her ‘older sister’. “How? Heat is a bitch. Lucky nothing happened because of it. When? About seven months ago. Where? At our apartment. As for how it was, it was amazing.” she answers.

“Nice to know you enjoy the services I deliver.” I joke.

“They say human sperm banks are the best for a reason,” she winks, continuing the joke she created.

She hops over to my side, and I lean down and give her a passionate kiss. She rushes in to join in, and I pick her up in my arms once we were done. I start stroking her mane. “Life and taboos cannot separate us.” we both say simultaneously.

“It's like you two were meant to be!” Sweetie squeaks. “I like that.”

“Indeed” both Rarity and Rainbow say, and now that the case was resolved, I sit back on my bed and I put Scootaloo back down, beside me. Alex goes back to using the computer and Sweetie does what she does, jump up and down on Alex’s mattress. Rainbow goes back to talking to Rarity, and a knock on the door is followed by “Brendan! You forgot your drink!”

I hop up and get the door, and Matt is standing there with my Frappe in his left hand, and his milkshake on his right. He stretches his left arm and I receive my Frappe. I nod with a “Thanks” and we part.

After turning around once I had shut the door, I grabbed my watch to check on the time; 10:36. I quickly take my jacket off and I unpack my belongings, before walking over to my bed. I take off my shoes at the base of the bed and hop under the covers. Scoot does the same, and the others get the hint that we are after sleep, so everyone in the house prepares for rest. Rarity and Rainbow walk into the next room to get their own sleep, and Alex shuts off his laptop, and settles in his bed, which is to the left of mine, in my perspective.

“I guess free things are actually alright, don't you think?” Alex mutters from his bed, signifying that he thinks the bed is comfy.

“Sometimes,” I reply, “free is the only way to go. It's our freedom, you see…”

“Yeah. Goodnight, my King,” he jokes, before making his way to his slumber.

“Goodnight Sweetie Prince,” I mockingly respond, “and goodnight to Sweetie and Scoot.”

Both ponies wish us a good night simultaneously, before I close my eyes and battle the depths of sleep.

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The morning light shines into my closed eyes, which forces them to open. The concentration at first makes me squint for a bit, before I can fully open them. I yawn quietly and look to my right side.

As expected, Scootaloo isn't th-

...wait. Where is she?!

I panic internally, and frantically get ready to shout the others awake at her disappearance, before a thud in my side instead let's out a wince, and I look to my left.

Now as expected, Scootaloo is there. She's looking up at me in disappointment and confusion, most likely wondering I panicked when I saw my right side.

“What the hell was that for, Scoot?” I ask.

“You looked panicked when you realised I wasn't to your right. I had to knock some sense into you.” she replies.

“It's the morning. Lay me off.”

She lowers her eyelids slightly and gives me a smirk.

“IT WAS A FIGURE OF SPEECH.” I shout, waking up Alex and Sweetie.

“Блять! What was that?” Alex tiredly asks.

“Sorry. I was given suggestions a-”

I am interrupted by a singing Ukrainian. “Running the ships ashore, the orange light that follows…”

He continues singing the remainder of the verse, and by then both mares had tiredly stumbled in. They have no idea what the scene is in the room, but they seem to be soothed by Alex’s singing.

Once he has finished his verse, a long awkward silence takes the room. Everyone starts looking at each other as in to say something, and I do the same.

After a few more moments of silence, I turn around and even more awkwardly say, “ASPARAGUS!”

The room, albeit me and Alex bursts into laughter at the sheer randomness concocted by me. I just look at Alex and shrug my shoulders.

He rolls his eyes at me and winks.

I mouth, “What was that for?”

He does the same back to me, “You'll see…”, and he winks again.

Once I find out that two plus two is equal t-

I've done that before…

…+1 for original phrases to describe realisation.

Anyways, the gears working in my head come to a stop, as I soon discover what Alex has done. I take a quick whiff of the air. Yep. Love was in the air last night. I can't really blame him, then again I was the first. Unless that isn't what he was mentioning, then I've no clue of what to make of the situation.

Once everyone has recovered from their little bursts of laughter, we get our things together and make our way out of the door, before a phone call is received by Alex. He mutters his preferred swear under his voice in his native language.

He turns to me, “It's from Milos...”

“Is that bad?” I ask.

“He says it's urgent…”