Xanthippe yawned obnoxiously as the morning rays crept through the cardboard box and landed on her face. Silga still had her arms wrapped tightly around the half-goblin, affecting Xanthippe’s movement. Gently she removed Silga’s arms and got up. Xanthippe wasn’t sure but she believed it was around noon.

The events of the previous night briefly entered Xanthippe’s mind, however having slept on it, she was no longer bothered by it. The half-goblin thought about Silga, and what she’d said. A smile crept onto her face.

“What can I say she’s a good motherfucking friend,” Xanthippe said flipping of the sky light heartedly.

That she is, Xanthippe, that she is.

Hearing Xanthippe talk to the narrator caused Silga to stir. Yawning she got up and walked over to Xanthippe. “Good morning Xanthippe,” She said cheerily giving the half-goblin a hug. Xanthippe gladly returned the eager girl’s gesture.

“Well I’m fucking starving, we should find some place to eat,” Xanthippe said as she broke away from the hug. Where two ID-less women with no cash would eat, neither of them knew. But they couldn’t go hungry so they set out to find a place to get some grub.

Silga rubbed her hands together nervously as she walked along with Xanthippe. Should I say something about last night? She thought nervously as they continued to walk on. They couldn’t find any place to get food, at least not any place that would give it to them for free.’

Xanthippe spotted a rat scurry across the ground. Chasing it, she grabbed it and tore a chunk from it with her goblin fangs. The blood dripped down her face as she ate messily. Seeing this Silga felt a knot in her stomach form and then threw up.

“Fuck, Silga! Jesus christ what the fuck!” Xanthippe yelled angry and disgusted.

Still queasy Silga looked at Xanthippe “I’m sorry but I’m a vegetarian back in Equestria, and you just ate a rat raw.”

Xanthippe picked out the rats tiny bones from her teeth. “It is what it is. Food’s food you know? Besides my half-goblin stomach can digest this fucking shit no problem. But you’d probably get sick, and at least I’m not eating fucking trash.”

Silga looked away again, seeing Xanthippe greedily chew the raw flesh disgusted her immensely. She put her hand to her mouth, and then threw up for a second time. By this point Silga’s stomach was relatively empty, she still gagged when she saw Xanthippe tear into a second rat, but she didn’t throw up this time.

After this Silga didn’t feel like looking for a place to eat any longer. Xanthippe looked at the distraught girl with sympathy. Fuck! I’ll be damned to hell if I don’t find this woman some food! Xanthippe thought as she slurped down a third rat.

“Hey Silga, I’ll find you some food. I promise,” Xanthippe said holding out a hand for Silga.

Silga smiled, and accepted the hand up. “I appreciate that, thank you. But I’m not sure where we’ll find any food that’s free.”

Xanthippe dismissed this with a hand wave. “Bitch please, I’ll steal you some motherfucking food if I have to.”

Silga grimaced at this. Xanthippe put her hand on the duel hair colored woman. “Fuck, I’ll only steal you food as a last resort. Okay?”

“Alright, I don’t want you breaking the law on my behalf Xanthippe,” Silga said with a smile. With that the two women set out again to find some place that would actually give them food. Along the way they managed to run into Pink Coke again.

“Oooh! Did you two have a nice night? My night was so good, I sold so much coke! Isn’t that great? Anyways how’s your guys day going?” Pink Coke said cheerily when they approached.

“Hey Pink Coke,” Silga said wearily.

“Fucking Pink Coke!” Xanthippe said putting her fist out for a fist bump. “Hey do you know any place where we can get free grub for Silga?”

Pink Coke returned the fist bump. “Well there is a homeless shelter on Celestia's Ass avenue. You could probably get some food there.”

Xanthippe sighed. “Alright it’ll have to do.”

Xanthippe saw a rat scurry past Pink Coke. Reacting quickly she grabbed the rat and placed it firmly in her jaws. A sickening crunch was heard as her goblin fangs tore into the small furry creature. Blood oozed down the half-goblin's chin as she tore flesh from bone.

“Oooh! So cool!” Pink Coke said giddily. Silga however couldn’t take it and felt like she was going to throw up again. Instead she found that her stomach was so empty she had nothing left to throw up except spittle.

Xanthippe clenched her fists angrily. What the fuck is wrong with me? Of course she was watching. Fuck. Xanthippe thought as she wiped the blood away from her mouth.

“Fuck off, don’t say anything about what I’m thinkin,” Xanthippe said in reply to the narrator.

I’m not sure that comment is warranted.

“Just fuck off, let me deal with my own fucking problems.”

Silga was hunched over on the sidewalk, tears were streaming down her face as she felt like she was going to throw up for what had to be the third time that day. Xanthippe pulled her hair out of her face, “Jesus Silga, I know I shouldn’t have done that in front of you. Fuck. Listen let’s just go to this motherfucking homeless shelter and get you some goddamn food alright?”

Silga nodded. “Yes that’d be nice.”

“Have fun you two!” Pink Coke said as she waved goodbye. Xanthippe and Silga then made their way to the homeless shelter. Since they were already here Xanthippe figured she may as well inquire about staying here.

“What the fuck do you mean we can’t stay here?” Xanthippe yelled angrily at the volunteer woman.

The woman, who was not much older than Xanthippe spoke meekly towards the bellicose half-goblin. “I’m sorry mam, but you and your friend can’t stay here. We’re already full as it is. But we can provide you with a blanket, and some food.”

Xanthippe clenched her fists angrily. Damn me to fucking hell if I let this bitch throw Silga out on the street! Xanthippe thought angrily as she launched into another tirade. “List cunt-fuck I’m not gonna let my friend stay out on the streets for one more goddamn second!”

“I’m sorry ma’am, but we just don’t have any room. And besides there are people in more need than you,” The woman said gesturing behind Xanthippe. A young girl, maybe around six, was standing next to her mother. She was dirty and looked sick, and from the looks of it they didn’t have enough room for her inside.

Xanthippe clenched her fists angrily. Fucking kid! She thought as a tear formed in her eye. “Fine. Just give me the motherfucking blankets, and will get some fucking grub.”

Silga looked at the little girl as tears streamed down her face. I can’t help you. She thought helplessly as Xanthippe dragged her to the food line. After getting some food, soup and some crackers, they walked back outside and sat down on the sidewalk a block away from the shelter.

Silga and Xanthippe ate quietly, neither one could really think of anything to talk about. Silga looked at Xanthippe’s unusually colored hair. Blue encompassing the majority, with orange on the tips. And the tiniest amount of purple on those orange tips.

“So is your hair natural?” Silga asked kindly.

Xanthippe put down her bowl, and proudly flipped her hair. “Fuck no. But from my dimension goblins don’t usually dye their hair. So dying it blue, orange, and purple was pretty fucking unusual back there. But I like it, generally I think it’s cool as fucking hell.”

Silga giggled at this statement. “I think you look very pretty with your hair that way Xanthippe.”

Xanthippe smiled at Silga’s comment. “And you’re not so fucking bad yourself,” Xanthippe said lightly groping Silga’s boobs, which elicited a giggle from her. Xanthippe blushed intensely as she felt her nether lips begin to ache. Jesus I haven’t had sex in fucking weeks. And the last bitch I fucked was literally a donkey. Xanthippe thought wearily as she moved away from Silga.

Silga was disheartened by this. “What’s wrong?”

“Sorry Silga, but I need to find a bitch to fuck. And masterbation only gets me so far,” Xanthippe said putting her head in her hands. “It’s okay, we'll worry about it tomorrow. Come on, let's take these blankets and go back to our shitty fucking box.”

With that both women then made their way back to the box they’d been in before. Xanthippe and Silga tried to make the inside as cozy as possible. It was rather chilly out tonight, and both girls griped about this.
Inside the box, Xanthippe snuggled close to Silga. “It’s cold out tonight, you mind if we stay close?”

Silga nodded. “Xanthippe we’re friends, I don’t mind snuggling.”

Xanthippe grinned at this statement. “In that case,” She said moving in even closer to Xanthippe. Both girls chuckled at this. It wasn’t long until they were both fast asleep, a smile dancing across both girls faces.

The next day they did the same as they had before, they woke up and went to the homeless shelter. Of course this meant they had a mostly uneventful time so far, but neither girl complained.

“Dam fucking right! Silga is great company!” Xanthippe yelled happily.

Silga giggled. “Even though we haven’t known each other for long I’ve enjoyed spending time with you as well.”

Xanthippe grinned at this. Silga and Xanthippe were sitting against the wall opposite of their box. They’d were playing tic tac toe, and to the annoyance of Xanthippe she kept losing.

“Fuck!” Xanthippe yelled as Silga crossed out three more o’s. “Jesus christ I just have shit fucking luck don’t I?”

Silga giggled at this. “It isn’t all bad Xanthippe, at least we’re having fun.”

“Yeah,” Xanthippe said gently ribbing Silga.

A drop of water splashed onto Silga’s glasses. She wiped it off on her shirt. Then another, and another. Not long after that it was a downpour. “Fuck!” Xanthippe yelled as she dove towards the cardboard box. Silga hurriedly climbed inside.

Thankfully the box’s roof was enough to keep the water from drenching them. Until it gave way. A gooey paper mess fell onto both girls. “Fuck!” Xanthippe yelled again in annoyance.

Silga starting laughing furiously. Snot streamed out of her nose as she did so. Xanthippe looked at this in confusion, as rain continued to drench the. “Silga, what the fuck is so funny?” Xanthippe asked.

“We’re sitting in a fucking cardboard box, in the middle of a fucking alley, while it’s motherfucking raining! You don’t find that at least a little funny?” Silga replied as she continued to laugh.

“No,” Xanthippe replied. “Wait did you just fucking cuss for the first time?”

“Yes!” Silga replied as she couldn’t contain herself anymore. She lost all composure and started to roll around laughing.

“Fuck yeah! I knew I was a good influence on you!” Xanthippe said happily as she joined the blue and green haired girl in her laughter. By this point both women were completely drenched, but they didn’t care.

They found some plastic to put on top of the box, which managed to stop the water from drenching them further. “Hey, I don’t want you to get motherfucking frostbite, we need to take our clothes off,” Xanthippe said as she stipped naked.

Embarrassed Silga followed suite. When she was done she made her best attempt to cover herself. “Xanthippe please don’t look,” Silga asked in a polite voice. To her surprise the half-goblin was turned around in the other direction.

“Don’t worry Silga, I’m a lesbian but I won’t sneak a peak on you,” Xanthippe said chuckling. Silga smiled at this. They climbed back into the box. They snuggled close to each other once again, naked this time.

However when Silga’s round plump posterior mounds were pushed tightly into Xanthippe’s crotch, her nether lips didn’t ache with desire. “This is nice,” Xanthippe said with a smile. Silga didn’t reply, but a smile spread across her face.

Neither girl was cold that night.

Author's Note

Big thanks again to reading is magic for help with this chapter.