Life after the Party or Picking up Monster Girls

Life After the Party (or Picking up Monster Girls)

Chapter 15

(Limestone’s P.O.V.)

Eating with everypony reminded me of when we went to visit the Apples for Hearths Warming. The food was good, and it was interesting to see Pinkie Pie with her coltfriend. He seemed nice enough, although the smell of mare musk was still pretty heavy on him. There was denying that the two of them had been busy. I’m not somepony that doesn’t think that grown ponies don’t do that kind of thing. I know for a fact that they do, and there’s no denying that my sister has been getting stuffed by more than food.

I can’t help but feel a little cheated. Maud has Mudbriar, Pinkie has Nicholas, and currently all Marble and I have is each other. Although I expected that Marble will pick up a coltfriend around here without trying. It wasn’t that I think that my sister is any prettier than I am, but that seems to be my lot in life. I might be the oldest, but I’m almost always the last to get something. It was just the way things worked. The only thing that I got before any of my sisters was trained on how to mine the gems we find on the farm.

I felt hesitantly hopeful that the stallion Nicholas was going to introduce me to would be interested. He said that he worked construction. That would be helpful around the farm. We could use new buildings, and the mine could be upgraded some. Although I couldn’t help but wonder if he had a business over here. If that was the case then he might end up living in both places. I’d understand if that was the issue. It could be that I could take some time off of the farm occasionally. That was something that I wasn’t sure that I would ever really do. Maud used her knowledge to help us find the best crystals and she certainly helped by pointing out the growth areas of onyx and marble.

But when it came down to actually maintaining and keeping the farm running that was Ma, Pa, and me. Marble helped, but she was more on the domestic side of things. The heavy lifting usually fell in my lap. That was fine. It made dealing with heats far easier. It was easier to forget about it when I was moving stones, cracking open geodes, and mining quartz and other crystals from the mine.

The problem was that I wanted more. I started feeling a little jealous when Maud found Mudbriar, and after finding out that Pinkie found a stallion I couldn’t hardly stand it. I wanted her to be happy, but damn it I wanted to be happy as well. I needed to find somepony. A hard working stallion that would help with the farm was what I really wanted. But then again I could deal with a stallion that was a hard worker in his own way. Managing the farm would remain the same, and it would give a new perspective toward everything else.

At the very least he could help with the buildings around the farm. I understood that the thought was a little selfish. After all, I was considering what this stallion could do for our home, my family, and my family's business. I knew that it was likely he had his own family, interests, and concerns. I understood this, but at the same time I knew what was expected at the farm.

There was little doubt in my mind that I would need to practice some give and take. In truth I was okay with that. Maybe he could use some of the skills I've developed over the years when it came to construction. I finished my plate, and Nicholas got for a moment, excused himself,.and motioned for me to follow him.

Pinkie followed along as well, and the three of us walked next door. After knocking for a few moments a squant human stallion, with a long beard, opened the door. He gave a laugh and pulled Nicholas into what appeared to be a bone crushing hug. When he released him he took a look at us.

"Happy Christmas Nicholas!" he exclaimed, "Damn fine one so far! My brothers dropped by to celebrate, nearly cooked me out of house and home, but it's in good fun!"

Nicholas smiled and nodded as I watched, "It is," he said, "Actually I was going to invite you over for Christmas dinner, but if you've got guests it's fine."

The squant man smiled at us, "Yet a good one, yeah, I've got me brothers, the whole lot of them, and since I know that you are one of the good ones I'm fine with ya knowing."

He smiled, "Imma dwarf," he said, "Feels nice being able to say it and not have to explain it away. Me brothers and I are a group that used to live in the Ozarks."

Nicholas looked at him for a moment, "What happened?"

He spread his hands, "Government came in, kicked a good many of us out of our mountain home. They then blocked it away, not that it matters. One thing we do better than any other is dig. We could open the mountain back up, but we're waiting for the agency to force the Government to give it back."

I looked at him, "So why construction?"

He looked at me for a moment, "Damn, an Equis!" he exclaimed, "Me lady, there are three things that dwarfs do better than any other. Dig, build, and the lat isn't proper manners to be saying in front of a lady."

He smiled at me, "Me Lady, tell me, do ye have anyone special?"

I shook my head no.

He smiled brightly, "Perhaps then may I ask that ye grace me with yer presence?" he asked, "After all, such a pretty lass shouldn't be unaccompanied on Christmas."

I felt a small grin crawling up, and I nodded, "Okay, but no funny business."

He smiled, "Lassie, there'll only be funny business if'n you want it. Come on in, me brothers just opened a fresh barrel of mead, and the day needs celebrating."

I followed him into the house, and I could hear the sounds of what sounded like at least a dozen similar stallions all singing. From the sounds of it I would wager that they all had more than enough cider, or mead rather, in their systems to be well past the point of making decent decisions.

Pinkie's P.O.V.

I watched as Limestone went into the house, and I couldn't help but smile. Limestone was usually a frown factory, but maybe being with a stallion would turn that frown upside down. At the very least it might help her relax.

I felt Nicky's hand rest on my side, and I leaned against him. I had hope that Limestone would be able to have fun, and just maybe she could get a special someone out of this.

Together we walked back over to our home, and I couldn't wait to let Mama know that Limestone was visiting with a stallion. It wasn't that I wanted my sister in trouble, but I wanted everypony to be as happy for her as I was. I looked back at the house, and I smiled. Limestone needed to let her mane down, and maybe she’d even get a chance to have some fun without worrying about the farm. We walked into the house together, and I grinned as Marble looked at me.

“Limestone’s gonna be a little while,” I said, “She met a hard working stallion that also seems to know how to relax as well.”

Mama looked at me, “Verily, does thou think that thine sister mayhaps find her chosen?”

I nodded, “Yepperoni, or at least she’ll get to relax a little!”

There was a small smile on Mama’s lips that I could see, “Such a thing would be a boone,” she said, “This festive day seems to be ripe with miracles.”