Author's Note

This is selenia, drawn by Flare Moon.

why the milk, bitch? (B)

"why is my daddy in your family photos?" Selenia asked me a bit bewildered, a bit confused and maybe a pint of annoyance. Well, who could blame her, am I right?

I looked around, the place is still in ruin, needs cleaning up. I turned back to my guest, "I said I think he is. I am not certain if we talk about the same guy. If that were the case then my father has some talking to do" I motioned around us and saw her becoming a bit irritated, "That was apparently your fault, Sel. I let my Staff clean up, now come back with me"

Selenia followed me back down the hallway to my lounge, the Staff still shivering behind cover when I left the room. Back at my lounge, I stopped Selenia with a hoof in front of the door because I found Meesix looking through some of my Magazines.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat and walked past him, he stiffened up and turned around but saw nobody there. My horn lit up and I let the manifesting aura tap his shoulder. He turned around yet again with an irritated expression, "Why are you always doing that, Ma'am?"

"Because your job is to assist me and not to waste the air inside here. Now go out and fix the mess with the rest of the staff"

He nodded quickly but then my dear guest had enough of waiting and came into the room. Meesix turned around and jumped slightly as Selenia quickly dashed beside him to me, "wait, what?"

"That is my guest, meesix. Please just go away," I said. He hung his head and left the room.

Selenia looked after him but did not give him a second thought, instead, she looked around for a seating opportunity.

she noticed the bean bag I kept around and plopped on it like some cat. Then we stared at each other awkwardly for thirty seconds. After thirty-one seconds she coughed awkwardly and asked, "Should you not tell me more about how my Father ended up in your family photos?"

I blinked, "well they are at my fathers' Flat," I said with a hoof to my forehead, "And the old pony is probably asleep by now, we can go there tomorrow. What I liked to know was how you managed to scare my entire 'crew'"

"Uhh. I am not really sure but I remember one guy starting to hit on me and I was very annoyed... then I just looked at him and he looked like his heart skipped and he ran away then," said Selenia with a thoughtful expression. She then turned on her back, looking at me from down there. Are those hairs in her nose...?

"Something like that happened to my ex back then too..."

I have a weird feeling that she doesn't lie to me. some weird little feeling deep in my back? I decided to believe her. What she told me was some thought for later anyway. On other important issues...

"Okay. so why the milk?"

She stared at me, "Why are you the one asking questions again?"

I rolled my eyes, "You wrecked my house. Maybe that's the least you can do for compensation...?"

"Ugh, fine... Milk gets me drunk," she confessed and buried her face into her hooves in shame. I snorted.

"You what?"

"Water is sweet and Alcohol like bleach or posion. To get a kick like a normal pony I experimented a bit with lemonade and other liquids in my tweens. Milk is the only thing strong and light enough to get drunk and wake up without a hangover. Thank you very much."

I laughed at her at this point, who thought that there was someone like her, lol. She glared daggers at me. I slowly stopped with a few snikers, "So-Sorry. But this is just the worst I could think of happening to anybody. Maaaan, no proper alcohol... You are missing out in your life, sweety."

She furrowed her brows then turned back into a normal position, with an unamused expression she looked at me and said, "Yeah yeah. That is what they all say. Then die because I put them on their backs while they were knocked out and suffocated on their tounge"

I stopped laughing and stared at her in a bit of horror, a sense of dread... was she a killer?

"Kidding~" she said as she saw my expression.

I threw a pillow at her.