“Fuck!” Xanthippe yelled as it rained for the third time that week. She hurriedly made her way back to the cardboard box in the alley. Of course the box’s accommodations weren’t much better. The top of the box had already collapsed because of all the water on top of it.

An event which caused Silga and Xanthippe to replaced it with a plastic cover, which wasn’t much better as it was to small and water still leaked in. Xanthippe dive into the box, Silga sat up startled.

“We need to find somewhere to live,” Silga said tiredly for what felt like the hundredth time. Pink Coke offered to provide them with decent accommodations, if they distributed her pink cocaine. An offer which Xanthippe flatly refused.

Xanthippe and Silga had been staying in the cardboard box for three weeks now. An outcome that left both women a little more than sour. At the very least Xanthippe had managed to show Silga some of her magic in that time. Besides that both women just enjoyed spending time with each other.

“How about fucking enraged? Why can’t you just give us a motherfucking house already,” Xanthippe said flustered.

I’m not omnipotent Xanthippe, I can’t just magically give you a house. You’ll have to take care of that yourself.

Xanthippe threw her head against the side of the box. “Fine. But we have no fucking cash.”

Silga looked away. She knew that their financial problems would be resolved almost immediately if they simply took up Pink Coke’s offer. Xanthippe was more than willing to do this, but no longer at the expense of upsetting Silga.

Neither of them had talked about the night of the party since it happened. Of course neither knew whether or not anything really had to be said. Silga adjusted herself as water started to leak onto her head. One thing neither of them could complain about was a lack of water.

Which of course also meant they didn’t smell to bad. Neither girl had taken a shower in days, but the water at least kept it from being noticeable.

“I still think I smell like fucking dog shit,” Xanthippe said sniffing her jacket. “Jesus, why do I have to be such a fucking girl?”

Silga giggled at this statement. “I don’t think being clean is overtly feminine.”

Xanthippe shrugged. “Maybe, but I still fucking hate it.” Xanthippe blew her hair out of her face. Besides being annoyed at their lack of decent living accommodations, both girls were incredibly bored. They had no money, which meant they couldn’t do anything.

The rain stopped outside. At this point Xanthippe decided she’d had enough.

“Dam fucking right I did!” Xanthippe yelled excitedly. “Listen Silga, I don’t know how but we have to find somewhere to live.”

Silga nodded. “Well maybe we can find a job that pays decent money, and we can use that to buy a place to live.”

Xanthippe thought about this. “Maybe, but we have no fucking ID’s, and I’m not sure how we can get some. Oh well. Come on let’s go see if we can find something.”

Xanthippe and Silga then wandered around aimlessly. They didn’t find anything however. In fact it was getting late and Silga didn’t like being out in this part of the neighborhood at night. Of course Xanthippe wasn’t worried, she could kill any motherfucker who messed with her. A fact that also scared Silga.

After another hour of wandering aimlessly they stumbled across a homeless shelter. However they weren’t allowed inside.

“What the fuck do you mean we can’t stay here tonight?:” Xanthippe asked angrily of the volunteer worker. She wasn’t much older than Xanthippe, and she was intimidated by the ferocious half-goblin before her.

She spoke meekly. “I’m sorry ma’am, but we don’t have anymore room. And no offense but you seem to be more well off than most.”

Xanthippe sighed, then flipped the woman off. She was still pissed, but the woman had a point. Objectively they hadn’t had it so bad. They managed to be fine just drinking the rainwater, despite not having any food, and even the box they had wasn’t so bad, at least until it had rained.

The woman gave Xanthippe and Silga some blankets. They went outside, not far from the settler. Xanthippe saw a bearded man sitting by a fire, he was drinking beer. “Hey man, can I have that?” Xanthippe asked. Drunkenly the man happily gave Xanthippe the bottle.

After the homeless man passed out Xanthippe stole his stash of beer. Silga, deciding that there wasn’t any point in stopping Xanthippe, fell asleep.

In the morning she found Xanthippe leaned up against the wall, clutching her head in her hands. “Fuck! Shit I haven’t had a hangover in awhile. Most of that shit is pretty tame for my half-goblin body.”

Silga placed her hand on the half-goblins shoulder. “Are you okay?”

Xanthippe shook her head. “No. But it’s fine. I guess that wasn’t fucking beer the old bastard was drinking. It doesn’t matter. Listen Silga my head hurts to fucking much to even stand. Can you go look for some place to get a fucking job? It won’t be so bad since it’s morning.”

Silga gulped nervously. She wasn’t thrilled about exploring the city be herself. Especially not when she was still in the shady part of town. Or at least on the edge of it. Silga sighed and resigned herself to find a job, or at least someone willing to hire a twenty one year old woman with no ID.

Xanthippe grumbled some more than layed down on her blanket. Silga then left the homeless shelter and went exploring. It wasn’t long until she got lost and had no idea where she was at. After about two hours she found herself near some shopping centers. She saw a map on the side of a building across the street.

She crossed over, hoping the map would give her an idea of where she was. Looking at the map she saw that she was in Canterlot Mall. Of course she had no idea where she was before. All she could guess at was that she must've been somewhere in the downtown area.

Of course this didn’t help her in any way whatsoever. Silga heard a woman shout from down the street. Looking in the direction of the woman's scream she saw a purple haired pale skinned woman running from some men.

“Get back you ruffians!” The woman yelled as she tried to beat them back with her purse. However one of the boys, in a group of three, grabbed the purse and yanked it from her hands. The woman dropped the shopping bags she was carrying. Pushing the woman aside the men grabbed the bags.

Silga clenched her fists angrily. She wasn’t strong enough to stop the men, and Xanthippe wasn’t there to help her. Silga tooke in a deep breath, a woman was being robbed she couldn’t just stand by and let it happen.

“Hey jerks!” Silga yelled as she ran towards them. She shoved one of them to the ground. The other two men were stunned by what Silga had just done. Taking this opportunity Sigla punched one of the men in the face.

The other man than grabbed Silga by the arms and pulled her back. “Easy now girly no one needs to be hurt.”

Silga slammed her head back into the man's jaw. Which had the effect of causing him to lose his grip. Silga pulled free, the man on the ground had gotten up by this point. Silga kicked him in the crotch, he collapsed to the ground in pain.

The other man punched Silga across the face. Blood burst from her mouth as a fresh wound was opened. Upon seeing Silga be punched in the face the purple haired woman lashed out. Taking her high heel she stabbed it into the man who punched Silga. He screamed out in pain as the purple haired woman drove it into his thigh.

The other two men then fled. The man with the injured thigh however was enraged. “You fucking bitch!” He screamed as he tried to grab Rarity. However Silga had gotten back up by this point and stepped in his way. The man pushed Silga back into some stairs.

Silga losing her footing fell down. “No!” The purple haired woman screamed. A sickening crunch was heard as Silva's neck snapped. Horrified, the man ran for his life. The purple haired woman ran down the steps as fast as she could.

Silga opened her eyes in a daze. Silga wasn’t quite sure what had happened. She remembered falling down the stairs, but not what happened afterwards. The purple haired woman felt Silga's neck, and to her surprise it wasn't broken anymore. Silga’s ankh necklace glowed briefly before fading out.

Silga noticed this but wasn’t sure what it meant. She shook her head. “Hello, I’m Silga,” Silga said attempting to get up. She grimaced in pain with the movement however.

“Don’t get up darling, you are too injured for that. It is truly miraculous that you didn’t break your neck on during the fall,” The woman replied. From Silga's vantage point, and the poor lighting, the woman seemed like an angel to Silga.

She gasped at the woman's beauty. Her flowing purple locks, her fair skin, and exquisite facial features. “You’re a very beautiful woman,” Silga said dumbly. Her neck was no longer broken, but she didn’t possess all her mental facilities at the moment.

The woman blushed. “My name is Rarity, darling. It is truly a pleasure to meet you Silga.”

After this Rarity went and got some other people to help her carry Silga out of the stair well. She didn’t call 911 however, since Silga didn’t have a broken neck none of her injuries were serious enough to warrant an ambulance.

Rarity then called a cab and had the driver take them to the hospital. After sitting in the waiting room for three hours a doctor was ready to see Silga. He diagnosed her with a mild concussion and treated the bruises she had all over her body from the fall. Rarity grimaced when she saw the bill. Her insurance wasn’t very good, but she couldn’t very well abandon the woman who just saved her. Silga sat dumbly off to the side while Rarity filled out the insurance papers.

Since it was only a mild concussion most of her senses had returned to her by this point. However she still had a raging headache and the hospital light shut her eyes. She took of her glasses and rubbed her eyes.

Rarity then approached Silga. “Darling, now that’s taken care of, I will take you anywhere you need to go.”

Silga looked up at Rarity, her brain wasn’t working at its normal speed. “Uh I don’t have anywhere to go.”

Rarity raised an eyebrow at this. “Well the doctor did say you would be recovering from your conclusion. No worry darling, I will take you to my place until we can get this matter resolved.”

With that Rarity called another taxi and took Silga back to her place. Her place turned out to be a fashion store called Canterlot Boutique. The first floor was a store front, Rarity took her up to the second floor. There were several bedrooms up here, one of which Rarity lead Silga to.

“Lie down darling. Why don’t you have a nice rest. We will see about getting you home afterwards,” Rarity said sweetly as she lead Silga into a guest bedroom. Looking at Rarity, Silga realized the purple haired woman was at least six to eight years older than her.

Too tired to contemplate this Silga accepted Rarity’s offer and fell asleep on the bed.

While Silga had managed to at least save a woman from muggers today, Xanthippe had managed to grumble like a whiny bitch about her hangover.

“Fuck off! If a half-goblin has a hangover, you know it’s bad,” Xanthippe said as she tried to drown out the noise with a blanket. It was about eight o'clock now, and it was already dark out. “Where the fuck is Silga? You said she stopped some muggers?”

Yes she helped a purple haired woman named Rarity. She’s sleeping at her house right now.

Xanthippe grumbled. “Bitch is getting it on while I sit out in the fucking cold. Fantastic.”

After about a three hour nap Silga woke up. She was feeling much better. She decided to look at her phone, which still hurt her eyes when she looked at it.

Seeing the narrator's most recent comments she realized that it was time for her to go back to Xanthippe. She left her room and found Rarity in a small upstairs kitchen. “Oh darling do come and have some tea with me!” Rarity said cheerily as she saw Silga approach.

“Hey Rarity, it is Rarity right? Anyways I have to leave. My friend is sitting outside of a homeless shelter right now, she’s kind of wondering where I’ve been all day,” Silga said.

Rarity put down her cup of tea. She looked at Silga with concern. “Dear, are you saying that you are homeless?”

Silga nodded. “Yeah, my friend and I came to this city recently from a far away place. We don’t have any money or ID’s.”

Rarity got up out of her chair and approached Silga. She hugged the woman tightly. “Darling I would love for you and your friend to stay here.”

Silga was taken aback. A woman she just met was offering to let her stay in her home. “I don’t know what to say. That is very generous of you.”

“It is only fair darling. You saved me after all,” Rarity said with a slight chuckle. Silga smiled.

“She’s at the homeless shelter downtown, I don’t know where that is.” Silga twirled her hair nervously.

Rarity dismissed this with a hand have. “Nonsense darling I know the place that you are referring to. I will go call a taxi then we can go find your friend.”

About an hour later they pulled up in front of the homeless shelter. Xanthippe smiled when she saw Silga and the woman approach.

“Yeah Silga! You fucked a hot bitch tonight!” Xantippe yelled excited at what she believed had turned into a booty call for Silga. Silga blushed at this. Rarity's cheeks turned flush with anger.

“How dare you make such accusations about a lady! I will have you know that Silga and I did nothing of the story! In fact Silga saved me from some muggers earlier, and to repay that act I offered for her to stay with me, at least until she could find her own place,” Rarity said haughtily, and out of breath near the end.

Xanthippe laughed. “Hey Silga you mentioned me right?”

Rarity’s jaw dropped horrified. “This is your friend?”

Silga nodded proudly. “Yes this is Xanthippe Zax Fix Legore.”

Xanthippe waved, she was still sitting on the ground. “Can we please fucking go already? It’s fucking freezing out here.”

Rarity put her head in her hand. Oh dear what am I getting myself into? She thought as she lead Silga and Xanthippe back to the taxi.

“Hey cunt I thought you said you could only narrate me and Silva's thoughts? What the fuck gives?” Xanthippe asked the narrator confused. Rarity looked aghast at Xanthippe’s statement.

“Don’t worry about it, she does that sometimes,” Silga said reassuringly.

I think the character has to at least be in the same chapter as you two. But if neither of you are in the chapter I don’t think it works. But who knows.

Xanthippe shrugged at the narrator's statement. It was another hour before they got back to Rarity’s place. By this time it was midnight. Rarity lead Silga and Xanthippe to their separate rooms. Both women thanked her for letting them crash at her place.

Silga snuggled into her blankets cozily. Xanthippe did the same, but less gracefully. After a while both girls fell asleep. Their adventure so far hadn’t turned out half bad.

Author's Note

Thanks to reading is magic for help with this chapter.