Love Attempts

You ran out of the school in a hurry. Being late is something you can't do right now. Being late to school is one thing but being late now is something else.

"Run Forrest Run!" You heard someone yell as you continued running.

'Stupid Memes these days.'

Ignoring the people who said the same thing you continued your run. In a matter of minutes you reached your destination. Catching your breath for a moment you walked to the door and knocked on it.

On top of the door was a sliding peep hole which was opened. Dark crimson eyes met your as you stared at the eyes.

"Password." He said darkly.

"Deireadh an Domhain." You replied as the doors opened. There stood a 6ft 7 man stepping out of your way so you could get in. Walking in the building you were met by the sounds of screams and cries of the people here.

You looked at the scene before you as two guys were battling out in the pit. After this it was your turn to participate in this sick game called No Mans Land.

The rules were simple. You must fight in the pit against another while also brutally beating them to death. There was an exception that allows you to spare your victims life if you wish to not kill. You always took this way not wanting to murder at a young age. But that didn't mean you haven't seen other people get murdered.

There wasn't a prize to this other than food and shelter. As they always say when life gives you lemons you squeeze them at your opponents face in hopes of blinding them.

You've been at this after a year passed since your parents death. It wasn't perfect but it was something, something you call life.

You stood next to the pit waiting for your turn in No Mans Land. The crowd was always so fired up about this game. Tremendous roars of approval spreaded through the crowd as one of the competitors was ready to deliver the final blow.

"The Glove!" He shouted. You shuddered at the thought of being hit by the glove. Many participates used this as their finishing move. Falling down to the pit came a glove accompanied by scissors and knives wired around it.

The guy carefully slid the glove on his hand not wanting to stab himself.

"Who wants to see this mother fucker die!" He shouted gaining the approval of the crowd. Big mistake. The number one rule in No Man Land is to NOT LET YOUR GUARD DOWN! The down participated took the opportunity to low blow his opponent causing him to fall on his knee's.

Then out of no where the once downed opponent kicked the glove driving it onto the man neck decapitating him in the process. You watched as the head flew into the crowd. Soon after someone shouted:

"I got the head!" He lifted the head proudly as the blood flooded his shirt. The man in the pit took the glove from the decapitated corpse and rose it up high for everyone to see.

"The winner is.....Jjjjjjjjaaaaaaassssssoooooonnn Haaaaaaarrrrtttttt! And what an amazing turn of event's inside the pit." You breathed in deeply and let it out preparing to go in next.

"Good luck kid." The man said to you as he exited the pit.

"For our next match introducing first, our youngest competitor here the teen called Deeeaaathhh!" Death, only name they got that sounded intimidating. Using your real name wouldn't have gone to well.

"And his opponent, Standing over 7 feet tall, Ggggggrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaavvvvvvessssttttooooonnnneeee!"

'I'm so screwed!' You thought looking at the toughest guy around here. Gravestone has an undefeated record of 64-0. With that came 64 corpses along with him. He always used the glove to finish off his opponents.

The horn blew meaning it was time to begin. Your first move was to punch him in the face which was countered into a choke hold by Gravestone. You felt him squeeze your throat as hard as he could cutting off your oxygen supply.

Using dirty tactics you raked him as hard as you could on the eyes making him scream out in pain. As he fell to his knees rubbing his eyes you took the lead by kicking him on the throat.

Gravestone's groggy stance told you that it was time to wear him down. Leaping in the air your arms wrapped around Gravestones. Then with all your might you pulled back while also getting some payback for the choke hold delivering one of your own.

"Aaahhhh!" You shouted tightening the hold hoping that Gravestone will pass out. Luck was not on your side as Gravestone used his massive fists to punch you repeatedly on your chest. After the 6th hit you released the hold due to the pain being inflicted by Gravestone.

Using this to his advantage, Gravestone pinned you down to the floor and punched you directly on your jaw knocking you out on the process. Gravestone took notice of this and got off of you. Turning his back on you he said two words.

"The Glove!" He shouted as the crowd cheered for an outstanding match. The Glove was heard dropping down to the ground. Gravestone leaned down to retrieve the Glove only to have a face full of sharp objects sliced through his head.

"Rule 1 of No Mans Land, never let your guard down!" You shouted removing your foot from the back of his head. The crowd had mixed reactions to this. On one hand the best fighter died but on the other it was most likely the match of the year.

"What a comeback! The winner of this bout' goes to Ddddddddeeeeeeaaaaaaattttthhhhh!" The announcer yelled loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Death!"

"Death!"

"Death!"

Those were the chants that bombarded the building. You looked down at Gravestone's corpse or as you called him, your first murder. It did however make you feel proud due to the fact that his murderous rampage was over. Lives are spared because of this outcome.

Limping your way out of the Pit you made your way to the infirmary to get treated.

"You're good to go Death!" The nurse exclaimed after 5 hours of medical treatment. Who knew you would be better by than.

"Thanks nurse but now I have to talk with the boss."  You left the infirmary and headed to the bosses office.

'My time here is over.'

You knocked on the door. A few seconds later the boss opened the door and stared at you.

"Death! I got to say I was really impressed that you beat our best fighter here. I was just thinking on how I could make you the star of No Mans Land! What do you say?" The boss said confidently.

"About that sir I came here to talk about me resigning from No Mans Land?" The boss gasped at your request.

"R-resign!? Why!?"

"I've been here for four years now, starting out as the newbie and look at me now! The top dog! But I been thinking about the future. I asked myself, do I truly want to fight here forever?"

"Why not!?" The boss asked.

"Because this doesn't make me happy! Coming here every day is suicide. As the youngest fighter here I want to live my life to the fullest. I don't want to come hear every day in fear of dying. Please I want to resign sir."

The boss thought about this deeply. It's true he's the one who found you and gave you the job. Watching you advance each day until now where you reached the highest one.

"After thinking about what you said.....I'll be okay to resign you." You mentally cheered to yourself because of this.

"But there's a catch that you know already." Ooh that's right.

"Yes sir I know about it and I'll say if I can beat Gravestone then I can certainly live out on the streets fending on my own."

"You truly are a brave fellow." The boss offered you his hand. "It's was nice while it lasted.

You took his hand and shook it. "It certainly was."

It is nighttime and you are currently walking around the streets for shelter. Your roaring stomach told you it's hungry.

"So this is how it's like living out on the streets. Heh, not as great as I imagin-" You stopped yourself as the sweet aroma of dough filled your nostrils. Back at the Pit they only served canned food and at school Mrs. Smith doesn't serve desert with the exception of the apple pie.

It's been 5 whole years since you last tasted the masterpiece known as doughnuts. Following the scent lead you to a bakery called.....Sugarcube Corner?

"I don't care what the hell it's called! I need some right now!" You peered inside the window only to see Bpinkie Liepie cleaning up the place.

"She works here? Wait what am I saying? That means I can get free pastries!" You walked to the door and pulled it open. The sweet smell of dough trampled the hairs of your nostrils.

"Oh I'm sorry but Sugarcube Corner is clo...." Liepie was at a loss of words as she finally looked up to see who it was. "....oh it's you!" Scanning the bakery Liepie jumped across the counter and hid herself from you.

"Uh if this place is closed then I'll leave."

'No!" She screamed causing you to turn back around. "I-it's not closed. Yeah in fact we just opened! Heh heh heh." She laughed awkwardly.

"You opened during the night? You know what forget it I want to know if you had any free samples I can try." Truth be told you didn't have any bits on you since like forever.

"GRRRRRR" Bpinkie yelped as she hid back behind the counter.

"Sorry, that was my stomach. Haven't eaten since lunch?" You sheepishly said as you watched Bpinkie slowly come out from behind the counter.

"Wow! I haven't heard a stomach growl like that since Applejack decided to stop eating apples for a day. Did your parents not feed you?" She asked making you uncomfortable.

"Well you see they aren't around anymore."

But of course Liepie didn't understand.

"Are they on a work trip? Who leaves their kid alo-"

"Liepie listen to me." You placed both hand on her shoulders and leaned your face closer to hers. "You have to promise not to tell anyone anything that I say tonight." Her face grew redder as your face was inches away from hers.

"I-i p-pink-pinkie p-promise!" Liepie did this skit that you found amusing. This Pinkie promise sounded fair to you.

"Good." You removed your hands from her shoulders. "How do I say this, my parents were killed in a car accident and I've been homeless for five years." You blurted out not mentioning No Mans Land to her. Liepie seemed to innocent for that kind of stuff.

Her jaw dropped to the floor.....literally as she took in this information. In a split second you were pushed to the ground as you felt something wrap itself to you.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Liepie said as she shockingly hugged you.  You were never one to turn down a hug so you hugged her back.

After a while you pulled her up so you could look at her eye to eye.

"How about those free samples then?"

Bpinkie or rather Pinkie Pie which you found out later graciously let you have anything at the bakery where the two of you talked for an hour at least. You found out that she was basically similar to you. Always happy, making jokes and having fun.

The hour was filled with stories and laughter until you looked at the time.

"Oh man it's already 10 p.m.? I have to be going." You were about to leave until Pinkie hand forced you back she looked at you with those big baby blue eyes.

"Why do you want to leave so early?"

"It's ten Pinkie. Besides we have school tomorrow anyways." You once again got up while Pinkie pulled you back.

"Where will you go? You're homeless!"

"Back on the streets I guess. Nowhere else to go?" Then she said something that stopped you dead on your tracks.

"You can stay in my room!" An actual room?

"I don't mean to intrude..."

"I insist! I don't want my friend to stay out on the cold streets." She was right. It is suppose to be really cold tonight, ah what the heck!?

"Alright Pinkie Pie, I'll stay with you for tonight." She squealed excitingly squeezing your insides out.

"Not so hard!" You said already feeling the pain come back courtesy of Gravestone.

"Whoopsie!" She let you get up and grabbed your hand tight. "To my room." Pinkie Pie skipped happily up the stairs mostly so you wouldn't see how flustered she is. Not taking the hand holding too seriously you let her take you in her room.

"Here we are!" She opened a door and revealed her bright pink room to you.

"Woah you must really like the color pink!" You exclaimed looking around the room.

"Aaannd this is where you'll be sleeping tonight." She showed you a bed. The only bed in the room meaning it was hers.

"No it's your bed! I can just sleep on the floor."

"But I insist!"

"But it's your bed."

You could see the red on her face coming back as she looked at you shyly.

"We could share?"

"Alright." You said nonchalantly. You walked over to her bed and layed on the soft mattress. Seeing as she hasn't moved a spot you patted the side of the bed.

"What're you waiting for?" You asked.

"You said yes just like that?" Pinkie Pie replied as the redness took over the rest of her face.

"Well yeah no need for both of us to freeze during the night right?" You heard her gasp.

"You're right! It is supposed to be freezing later." She leaped to the air and landed face first on the bed giggling as the mattress bounced back repeatedly. You both got under the cover while Pinkie Pie turned off the lamp leaving the two of you staring at the dark.

After a few minutes you were about to turn in until you could feel the pressure of the bed on Pinkie's side disappear while the pressure on yours increased. Soon after you could feel your body being pushed down further but this was a soft and warm feeling.

You could see a huge lump coming from under the covers which couldn't have been yours. You aren't that fat.

Staring at the lump for a while you saw two blue eyes looking directly at yours. A few seconds later Pinkie's head popped out as she rested her head on your neck and wrapped her limbs around you.

"What are you doing Pinkie?"

"It got cold." Was her only reply as you heard the faint sound of snoring a few minutes later. You delicately stroked her poofy pink hair feeling her curls each time. For the first time since your parent's parents death did you truly feel happy. The smile on your face was no longer forced.

Feeling your eyelids growing tired you gently placed your lips on Pinkie's forehead and whispered in her ear.

"Goodnight Pinkie Pie."