That Colour

by Darkheretic

Rating: everyone
Tags: Romance, Slice of Life, Sad
Length: 1235

Darkwing wants more in life but somethings stopping him

I know this is a bit short but this is my first story EVER and I'm a bit unsure of it at the moment so any constructive critizium and tips are welcome and once I get a feel of where I am with the help of your comments I'll work out the cinks and soilder on

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-24 02:44:02 UTC

chapter one

As Celestias sun started to peek over the horizion and the world started to wake up a dark gray rabbit woke up and climbed out of its burrow looking around to see if there was anything nearby for brackfast.

it sighed to itself seeing that there was nothing it started to adventure out to see if it could find anything to eat. Only making it a few hops before being scared half to death and quickly diving back into its hole after hearing a loud terrified scream coming from inside the house across the lawn from the burrow. quivering in at the back of his burrow the gray ball of fuzz wondered to himself what could have caused somepony to cry out like that.

Sitting up in a mess of tangled sheets, breathing heavily and covered in a cold sweat the young pegasus whom was the source of the earlier scream tried to calm himself down while saying "it's just a dream" over and over. 15 minutes past and with the affirmation part of his semi-regular ritual done he starts to untangle himself from his bed sheets so that he can move on to the libation part of his ritual.

Throwing his hind legs over the left side of his bed he then hauled himself up into the sitting position. He then reached over to the bed side table and opened up the tables bottum draw to pull out a half finished bottle of sweet apple acres brand hard apple cider.He briely considered wether or not to finish the bottle he figured he may as well seeings as he had to go into town later to run some errents and he needed all the liqiud corrage he could get.So he kicked the draw closed, unstopped the bottle and then proceeded to drain the bottle of golden, apple flavored fluid. Trowing the bottle in the trash the young colt sighed and got off his bed and proceed to make his way to his bathroom with a now slightly foggy head and a wobble in his step.

When he got there he turned on the shower and once the tempreture was right he hopped on an started to was himself wind regular no sent soup and shampoo. While he was lathering his mane and tail with shampoo thought to himslf that he wished there was a way for the brain cell killing effect of over drinking could be focused on one part of the brain so that he could stop having these nightmares, he then chuckled lightly to himself knowing that he has this thought everytime he has to go through his ritual.

After he was done and felt satisfactorily clean and no longer smelt of dry sweat he tightened both the showers taps and grabed a clean towel off the rack on the wall to dry himself. Once dry he made his way over to the bathroom sink to brush his teeth, while he was doing this he wondered if it was worth the trouble of brushing himself. his teeth now done he spat the toothpaste into the basen, rinsed his mouth out and put his toothbrush back in its proper place. He then got up to inspect hiself in the mirrior to see if he needed to brush. His his dark gray coat was ok for his liking though his wings did look a bit messy and would need to be preened at some point soon, he then checked out his mane and tail that were very dark black with a very slight fade to gray at the tips of them both, seeing that they were both nicely teased from drying he gave himself a quick nod of aproval in the mirror and headed out of the bathroom to find some food.

"nothing looks good for brackfast" he half whined, half growled shutting the door on the final cupboard he checked. *sigh* "I guess I'll just have to go into town early to do my things and get something while I'm there before I have to go to work" he slowly trotted over to the hat pegs next to the front door and put on the two articles of clothing he dared not leave his house without the first being a very long crimson scarf that he would wrap it around neck and tie it at the back in such a way that he could pull it up at the front to cover mouth and nose. And the second was a pair of black sunglass that were tinted in such a way that his world was suddenly drained of all colour.

satisfied that he was properly dressed he grabed his saddlebags sitting by the door checking in them briefly to see if he had enough bits in one of the poucheshappy to see that there was he put the saddle bags on. Grabing his house key out of a little bowel on a small table next to the door he opened it walked though and lcoked the door behind him.

sliding his key into his left saddle bag with his bits he started to trot towards ponyville praying to both celestia and luna that he didn't run into the thing that triggered his nightmares.

chapter two

As he got closer to Ponyville the gray colt wondered wether or not to get pancakes for brackfast or not at his favorite resterant and place of employment at the edge of town The Beak and Hoof. As he walked in the door and looked around the colt noted to his relief that besides the cook in the kitchen and the casheer the place was deserted, wether that was because it was so early in the morning or that the resterant catered to both a carnivorous and herbivorous crowd he didn't know or really care. "Darky! me old mate!" came a shout from the kitchen doors, dark wing mentaly facehoofed and let out a low grown.As dark looked up he saw that the cook a middle aged earth pony with graying red mane/tail and purple coat walking over to him with a friendly grin on his face. Rolling his eyes dark said with a bit of a slurr "good morning boss", "now dark" the cook said" you only have to call me that when your on the clock, after and before hours your call me purple plum or just mr purple remember?". "yes plum" dark said with a bit of a smirk "I told you never to call me just by just my last name" said mr purple instantly replacing his grin with a frown, dark cackled to himself and takes a seat at a nearby table."So what are you doing here so early your shift doesn't start for another hour or so?" mr purple asked as his demeaner quicky changes back to cheerful "I the strangest hankering to have some of your pancakes for brackfast and seeings as I had some time to kill I thought I'd come here and get some" dark replied. "forgot to restock on food again din't ya" mr purple said while shaking his head "maybe" said a little guiltily "ok I'll go in back and cook ya up a stack" the purple cook said walking away while shaking his head slowly. "thanks dude" dark half shouted to mr purple as he started to lick his lips in anticipation.