Wasteland Blues

Chapter 5, Blue Moon

[size=0.7M5em]P.O.V James

I sit in a old some old bar on what I assume to be a massive pile of gold. Like no joke those backwards tribal horses just decided to cut their losses and pay us off. And I don't hafta fell on lick of guilt because they came lookin for the fight. We just got to fixin them good and proper. My good friends are enjoying life to its fullest extent with their vice of choice. Dustin is going through drink like water and Thomas is hitting up some Med-x. Both had some bull shit excuse for how they got hooked, Dustin started after his dad died giving out free water, and Tom got started while fighting in the Army.

I however have the refined taste of a civilized society. Such as nice looking bottle of Whisky and San Francisco Sunlights to enjoy while I listen to some shit music the horses got. Not anything like what they play in the Mojave or California. Tom looks like he is about to completely fall through his chair and Dustin is half way to pickling his liver. "So boys what are we doing tomorrow, I mean we can't get fucked up every day. Plus I feel like getting back to work might be profitable." I take a long pull from my cigar and try to blow some smoke rings. "I heard from one of the horses that their some Griffin folk who do the work now. I bet we can make a small fortune doing the Lord's work and making this place a bit safer. Or less safe I'm good with either."

Dustin turning and opening his mouth tried to say something but it only came out has a slurred mumbles. Waking towards me he was looking like a leaf could knock him over, he didn't stop when he reached me. Instead he fell into a nearby table. Tom didn't do much he was way to high to give a single fuck. "Well I'll see you bitches later I've got cash and it is burning a whole in my pocket." I got up, then strolling out into the street. A slight wobble and soft blush revealed my buzz. I sang some gibberish made up song and laughed my head off. The horses looked more than a bit terrified to see me.

Pushing the door of some shop open I took a good look. Finding the sales person at the counter and walking up to them, Preparing to put my legend bartering skills to use. "So what the fuck do you horse folk well here, and try to be quick about it I'm a busy man." Leaning has close to them just to add to the slight intimidation factor. They horse who was yellow and wearing some paper bar looked intimated as fuck.

"Well, uhhhhh... Mister we sell desserts and and, baked goods at Sugar Cube Corner. So if you wawawant I can sell you something. If that is Ok?~Carrot Cake" Pointing a fancy looking tray of cupcakes I deliberately was under paying. He handed me the lot and put them in some dinky pink paper bag. "Have a good day mister, and please come back again.~Carrot Cake"

Gent oh grabbing the bag I brought it up to eye level for inspection. I can see the blue bartering next to the pink ones, was this clown trying to be funny. "Why the Fuck is this bag pink give me a blue one you dick." I put the bag on the counter and started to star him down. "Oh and while your at it why don't you give me something on the house for wasting my time." He was more than happy to hop right to it and make some weird was face while doing so.

Someone else who had seen watching us wasn't so happy to put up with my attitude. Has I was turning to leave I fought a glimpse of a horse on its front legs about to kick me. And boy did it kick me sending me into a nd then through the counter. My head slamming into the back door to the display case. "Now you better learn to be nice to ponies or I got plenty more bucks where that came from.~AJ" I drew Luck from her holster and prepared to gun down that crazy cunt. She just ruined my cup cakes. But that yellow horse from before had already come around to the other side nd was standing in front of me.

"Are you ok, let me replace those for you. Honey call Miss Redheart. Apple Jack just put a customer through out counter. Oh Celestia what could have gotten. Into her. For ~Carrot Cake" He bit me sleeve and pulling my onto my feet.ing

"Thanks Horse dude. What an asswhole am I right?"

"My name is Carrot Cake and I'm a pony, but yeah. Apple Jack is so nice too, what could have gotten into her."

"Maybe she was friends with one of those dickheads who attacked us. I mean I might understand that, but who picks a fight with me by themselves, I have killed way too many people to be disrespected like that. I deserve at least three maybe even four."

A Blue pony came out of the kitchen and gasped at the mess. Carrot meanwhile had given me a new bag of CupCakes and a link pony was sweeping up the mess, with her hair. "No it not the guards, one of our friends got hurt in the fight. And she is pretty upset. Anyways here are your guys invitation for your parties." I had to pause for a moment to accept the fact that she had just pulled those out of her hair. I must have hit my head harder than I thought because I'm seeing things. I snach them up and put them in my duster. She hop off and I notice the counter is completely fixed.

"How did she just do that? Is me magic?" Carrot Cake just shakes his head and sorta shrugs. "This is why I don't do drugs must of got some fumes of something second hand. I mean how is any of that even possible?"