Let Loose the Dogs of War

Trebass woke up with the sun shining through the window onto his face. The weather ponies had scheduled a rainstorm that morning. The raindrop hit the window over and over again, forcing Trebass to get ouf of bed. He walked down the stairs quietly, hoping not to wake up Alexander who was sleeping in the next room. He stepped into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"Milk... orange juice... yogurt..." Trebass browsed the shelves and decided to pour himself a glass of milk. He took the pitcher and closed the fridge door with his flank. He opened up a cupboard and grabbed a mug. Then he emptied the milk carton into his mug. He trotted into the living room, and opened the curtains to reveal grey clouds and pouring rain. He sighed as he took another sip of his milk.

The mailpony was delivering letters to mailboxes on the street. He put placed a package by Alexander's mailbox. Trebass thought it was a bit big, so he placed his mug on the table and put on his coat. He opened the door and walked through the pouring rain to the package. He knelt down to examine the package. The wet covering paper had a string wrapped around it and a bow tied at the top. He placed the parcel under his arm and walked back inside. He placed the package on the table and began to undo the string. The wrapping paper fell and revealed a cardboard box with the words "To Trebass" scrawled in some sort of red ink. He cut open the box and what saw the last thing he would expect. A gun. The firearm had a brown wooden handle, the letters "G" and "M" were carved into the wooden handle.

"Trebass?" Alexander called out to him from the top of the stairs.

Trebass panicked and closed the box again, "Yeah?" He took the paper and the box, and hid it under the table.

"Did somepony open the door?" Alexander asked, walking down the stairs.

"Uh, yeah. The mailpony came and I picked up the mail." Trebass stepped in front part of the box that stuck out from underneath the table.

"So... Where's the mail?" Alexander asked.

"Umm..." Trebass attempted to make up an excuse. But just in the nick of time...

*DING DONG*

The doorbell had rung, "Oh! I wonder who that is?" Trebass quickly pushed the box back under the table and rushed to the door. Alexander sighed and wandered off to the kitchen. Trebass opened the door. A blue pegasus stood there with an umbrella over his head.

"Shock Bolt." Trebass thought to himself. He was thinking of slamming the door on his visitor's face. But he withheld himself, obviously not wanting to anger Royal Flush anymore than he had already.

"Umm... Greetings, Trebass was it?" Shock Bolt offered a valid greeting, but Trebass simply stood there.

"Yeah, what do you want?" Trebass' tone deepened as he leaned on the wall.

"I.... Wanted to apologize for the other day. I was naive and stupid. And for that, I am truly sorry." Shock bowed slightly before looking up to see Trebass' reaction.

After a long pause Trebass finally replied, "It's alright, no hard feelings. I was acting stupid as well. Come inside and we'll have a drink okay?"

"W-Why thank you! I'd be honored." Shock bolt lowered his umbrella and entered the house with Trebass.

The two entered the kitchen. Shock took one step inside and was immediately met with a loud slam from Alexander's side of the room. Alexander had cut straight through apple into the wooden counter.

He looked up, "Well look who it is. It's the pegasus that put my friend in a coma."

Trebass walked past the table, glancing at the box underneath. "Easy, he survives. Today."

Shock looked to the side trying to avoid eye contact with them. The coffee had finished brewing and was poured into three seperate mugs. The three sat down with cups of coffee.

"My instict is telling me you're not here to apologize." Trebass placed his cup down.

"You're not as stupid as you look." Shock replied sarcastically.

Alexander felt like crushing his coffee mug. Trebass simply shrugged the comment off.

Shock Bolt continued, "Royal came to me in tears, I saw her enter this house with a gun. Explain that to me."

"She came in, she pointed the gun at me, said something about making a choice, and then she left. It's as simple as that. " Trebass explained.

"A choice...." Shock whispered to himself but Trebass could easily hear him.

Alexander stood up and trotted behind the kitchen counter.

"I... Have to leave. Thanks for the coffee." Shock stood up and bowed slightly again.

"Pleasure having you in our... humble adobe. Don't come again." Trebass took another sip of his coffee.

Shock left their house, opened his umbrella and trotted through the wet puddles that carpeted the sidewalk.