Calendar Girls

July - Sonata’s world

Sonata watched as Aria bowed up at one of the girls. The girl looked familiar, but she couldn't really place her. Maybe it was Taco Hut where she saw her. She smiled at the thought of her favorite fast food restaurant. Adagio got her a free meal there everyday she worked, and of course she knew all of the people that worked with her sister.

She looked toward Adagio and grinned at her with Passive. He was nice, and he treated her really well. Her mind flashed back to a prince Adagio had seduced in order for them to stay in his castle. She didn't know everything that happened, but she knew that Adagio would cry alot at night then. She knew that there was more than a few people that thought she was dumb, but that wasn’t the case at all. Watching Adagio she hoped that her sister would be able to have the kind of life she wanted with Passive Voice.

She knew that eventually Passive would succumb to old age. She understood that as good as he was, as kind and gentle as he was, it eventually wouldn’t matter. Eventually he would grow old, frail, and when that happened he’d leave Daggi alone. That hurt, although they were basically at the beginning of their life together it hurt. Sonata smiled softly because she knew something else. She knew that if they bonded, truly bonded, then there would be a point where the two of them became more than two separate people. They would become connected in a way that transcended the physical, and it would allow Daggi to always have him with her, perhaps in a way that couldn’t exactly be explained, but he would be there with her. As she thought of that she looked at Aria who finally put some clothes back on, and she watched as her sister came and took a seat near her.

“Hey.”

“Hi, so was it fun?”

Aria laughed, “A little, I got under his collar some.”

Sonata grinned, “So, I call the bottom bunk!”

Aria shook her head, “It doesn’t work like that, and besides I’d rather you have the bottom.”

Sonata looked at her, “Why?”

Rolling her eyes Aria sighed, “I don’t want to deal with lingering Taco farts above me all night.”

Sonata giggled, “Yeah, but they’re soo good!”

“Ms Dusk?”

She looked at the photographer and smiled. She walked toward him, her bikini hugging her curves just right. As she walked she knew she was being looked at. It didn’t bother her, not really, and mainly it didn’t because she was comfortable in her own skin. After losing their pendants she realized that if they ever returned to Equestria it wouldn’t be like they were, and honestly she didn’t want to go back. She started to like some things about the human world.

Following the photographer she climbed onto the platform and laid down on the sand. She moved as he directed her to, but at the same time she considered what she wanted to do. Up until now Daggi had been the one working to support them, and she wanted to help. Of course she wouldn’t mind working at the Taco Hut. But then again she worried about getting fired if she began to eat too many tacos. There was that Renaissance Park that had just been built. Like her sisters she lived through the periods they were reflecting in it, and she actually liked the dresses she got to wear.

She rolled over, untying the string on her back, leaning up and letting her top fall off as she squeezed her breasts together. Her mind was made up. She’d help out, and she would go to that place and see if she could get a job. Part of her wondered if they’d let her spend a few nights in the castle. She had watched them build it, and it looked so much like the one that had been built back in Equestria. Of course that was over a thousand years ago, but it still looked pretty close to the same.

She untied the string on the side of her bottoms, letting them fall, and her eyes widened. She couldn’t work there! There was no tacos back then! If the park was trying to be realistic they wouldn’t have tacos, and she would want tacos. She remembered the mutton they had to eat, and her nose wrinkled a little. It was okay, but it always tasted funny to her. Tacos though, they tasted amazing! She stopped and realized that she wasn’t on the platform anymore. Instead she was on the bed, which she remembered moving, but not really sure when she did exactly, nor did she remember exactly when she pulled the silk sheet up between her legs, holding it between her breasts and biting her lower lip, but there was she doing exactly that.

She knew it was these moments when she escaped into her own little world that made some people thing she was dumb. She shrugged, got up, saw that the photographer looked a little flushed, and she smiled at him, grabbed her bikini, pulled it on and tied it, and then winked at him.

“Thanks!”

She walked out and saw Passive with Adagio, “Guys you want to go get Tacos now?!”