Author's Note
I created this months ago and is now gathering dust as time goes by so, why not just post this idea around then I said to myself.
Again, there are no editors, just me and my hand
-Karna
Mondays, am I right?
Y’know, Monday was always a worst day to wake up in bed, especially if there is a work to be done and the one of the only ones to actually operate tools without feeling unhealthy while doing it.(And I'm not even kidding)
I stretched my legs out of my bed, I made sure that I turn left and right on my back to rearrange the spine to get the best gives the best sigh of relief every morning, flights of headaches is for standing up all of the sudden, but it was quickly ignored by the universe for the fact that my home was out of fu-freaking nowhere is concerning, but at least it is near to a town that the Occupants down there called Ponville.
Looking around my home, it was fairly built by my hands with a little help from those adorable-lil ponies with there misfitted yellow helmets, but mostly I did all the works since most of them were afraid of heights when I started to erect the roof up.
Looking around the room, many of my things are ‘dangerous’ when they first saw it, there was a knife on top of the shelf, a home-brewed cider that has more alcoholic content than Applejack’s special –If you even call it that-, and a bookshelf and my majestic looking bed, it may sound bit empty but the carpenters are still working full on job to make you a wooden desk in which will be finished by tomorrow they said.
But first I need to ascend to my holy throne; the toilet bowl.
Rubbing my eyes and focusing again, I took on a walk to my bathroom, carried out rinsing shower in there. The bathroom is fairly devoided of deco's, there were a sink, a toilet and a faucet, I insisted on giving me a large water barrel and a cup since I could use it to improvise.
Rubbing myself dry with a towel rigidly, I roughly pulled out my rugged jean, and a brown t-shirt and finally flip-flops and gone outside for some fresh breeze, I was never an outside person in my old world but when boredom chases me around like a great white shark, the air current is your best friend when you want to relax.
As I approached the town from a dirt road, I saw many ponies talking and horsing around the ground, air and even in the houses, some of them looked at me and waved, while most of them were busily forming a group for the ‘competition’ tomorrow.
“Hey Anon!” a random pastel colored equine decided and galloped towards me, she waved her tail like it's trying to detach.
Soon enough she stopped at my feet “Do you have a group for the competition?” She asked profusely as her eyes is just asking me to go, that she is desperate to join a group and was willing to ask me so I replied
“Maybe, what’s the price?” I asked, since free things are ripe for the taking
The mare put a hoof on her chin and suddenly expressed a eureka and verbally said “Maybe they’ll give us a chocolate box as a reward” She then gasps making me startled for a bit, (I’m still trying to get over that one time) “ or maybe they’ll share it with everypony too!” She looked at me with that big doopy grin everyone has in this world.
“So you’ll join right!?” She whirled at me, it looked like she is pleading because her eyes were sparkling blue so I did the logical thing to that response.
“Yay!” She hopped on the ground and wave her forehooves around like a happy child and said “See you there!” After that she galloped to a crowd of talking ponies, all of whom were in a social gathering.
Sighing quietly, I continued to walk towards your workplace, that is called a construction team, The ‘dangerous’ job involves me handling most of the sharp tools, climbing very tall structures and other things these ponies are too timid to do.
As I stride near the place that I have work to do, and today is going to be a busy day.
(Intermission…)
Looking at the construction ponies, they still have those yellow hats instead of replacing them with real hardhats that you see in your world, but nevertheless they look so naïve when wearing those hats, Approaching your ‘boss’, her orange-purple-coat in the headlights of the sun, she saw me approaching. She beams up and baits towards me and said in an excitedly.
“Hey Anon! Are you excited for the competition tomorrow?” She asked whilst looking at me from the ground, I had to crane my head in order to see her more clearly. She’s sitting next to me while I am standing in front of her.
“I just heard about it, what’s the prize for the competition anyway?” I asked clearly in recognition.
The mare was lost in thoughts for a few seconds until she responded “I don’t know” She rubbed her shoulder in using her forehoove and said, “I’ve never been in a competition before, Mummy will not allow me until I am grown up, but it was just years ago I’m a grown mare now!” She beamed up happily as if she’ve realized that she is grown up now, which makes since actually since these tiny horses can act like kids in kindergarten most of the times(or 7year olds mount up on prescribed pills) .
Her ears perked up and I looked at her in the eye again “Enough about that, what’s the next job boss?” I skipped since it’s going to be a long conversation whenever I continue anything.
“Okay!” She gallops to her office like an excited baby and seconds later she came back with papers in her maw and said “There’s Lyra heartstring’s Table problem, and a posts for bird nests in Fluttershy’s house. First we do the table problem and next bird nests, okay?” I nodded and she paced towards her friends and co-workers and chat in their horsey style while I prepare the tools necessary needed to fix a table.
I finished grabbing them and I wore my commissioned yellow ‘hardhat’ and followed the 4 Ponies to Lyra’s house.
When we are nearly there, I saw Ponies staring at me and looking at me like I’m some kind of special forces agent. They see the tools that I was carrying and most of them are amazed of how I wasn’t scared of the dreaded things, for fear of the big boo boos those tools can do, likely since they all don’t have hands and the determination to continue since again they have kindergarten level of intelligence except much more smarter.
As I approached the house, I was met with more stare from the ponies in front of the candy store,. Ignoring the stares I moved towards to the store owner. Her name was Bon Bon and she’s the owner of this establishment, she is currently talking to a small crowd of fillies and colts thanking her for the candies, I let myself known.
“Hello mam” I invited myself, earning me a sudden stares of fillies and colts, a small unexpected mistake.
“Hewwo mister, are you de hooman!?” A colt asked me while staring at me with it’s diabetes inducing stare.
Of course I did not contact with the eyes since the boy is going to be the death of me.
“His'es the human, Stringy! Look, he’s very tall!” A filly commented while also answering the question of the first question with a bit of better English than the colt does, so I decided to be dismissive and call them a day.
I kneel so they can get a better hearing range and said “Sorry, but right now I’m, doing construction business on this structure, and it’s official business for no interruptions at all” I sounded really professional right there, because not long after the fillies and colts nodded understandably and ran off the shop, telling the shopkeeper they’ll get their candies later.
“Hello Ms. Bon Bon, How I may help you?” I introduced myself, and she nodded, she looked behind me and said.
“Where’s your other friends?” She asked me, in a confused tone.
“They’re still lagging behind, they got distracted and they lost me” I answered automatically, and I waved dismissively and added “It’s okay they’re coming right now” I nodded hopeful, as I placed a mistrustful stroke in the chin of whether to or not.
(The crew meanwhile)
“Where are we!?” a Stallion shouted as the mare next to him was covering her ears, another work stallion was trying to hold his wells in his eyes as he was just as lost as the other stallion before him.
Another Pony tried to act but instead crumbled of the thought of being lost and exclaimed “Were lost!”
“Oh noes!”
The boss was trying to control the situation and wisely said “We’re in the market, but we are supposed to go to BonBon’s house” She took her ‘toolkit’ using her mouth and nudge her group to follow her.
“Maybe he’s already there” Another stallion commented as him and his boss circled around Ponyville for a while.
(Back to Anon)
As I finished contemplating the next action, I suavely said “Nah, they’ll be alright, they’re grown-ups after all” I said with a hint of betrayal in the tone.
Bon Bon nodded and told him to follow her into her home, turns out it was just behind the counter, with the couch being in the middle of the room, a T.V. complete with a fridge and other recreational things.
I looked around for a broken table and what I found was a table. In a good condition and integrity, I shot them a stare.
“What’s the problem?” I interrogated since I have no idea what they are talking about.
Bon Bon replied “The table creeks every time we put something heavy” She then demonstrated by placing her forehoof on the table and placed enough pressure and moved it a bit “See!” She stepped back with a surprised expression on her face mixed with puzzlement, I of course knew what’s wrong with the table. It was creaking likely intentional, but who?
I looked to stare at Bon Bon and said “Did someo-Pony messed with the table, because the support nail was loosen, and I wonder who it is” I placed a knowing finger in my hand while Bon Bon stared at me and said,
“Well, Lyra was the first one to complain about it” She then glanced at the stairway and loudly called “Lyra! Come here!”
Few seconds rolled by and no minty unicorn came galloping down the stairs and just empty silence, bon Bon called for her again, but no avail.
The ‘upright’ earth pony had enough and said “Excuse me” and went to ascend the stairs, I looked at the couch dreamily and swore to myself that I’ll have one of the more comfortable ones. Walking towards the couch I planned on sitting in that for a while until she comes back with the protestal hand-addicted unicorn I might as well enjoy the few minutes I have.
As I was about to sit down, I noticed a buldge on the seat cushion. It was large and a tent like horn-shape was apparent, I already knew who it is.
Folding my body on the outside back of the couch, I threw the cutted cushion away and what I saw was a surprise, it was the minty unicorn that I mentioned before but hoo boy you didn’t know that her hand fetish goes out like this.
She was splayed on her back exposing her belly, in her mouth was a pencil with some lead dust covering her chin, her horn was illuminating as the second pencil was floating in the air, looking at her drawned and dirty drawing pad, She was sketching something scandalous, non-consensual belly rubbing and other taboo things to ponies to consider, Lyra’s expression was pure dread and dear, I was about to open my mouth but she cut me off first.
“PLEASE DON’T TELL THE PONICE!” She jumped out of the couch and unto you while you made a *Oof* sound, landing back.
As she was about to open and babble again you stopped her by placing your middle finger on her maw, effectively stopping her from spewing anymore loud words, then I calmly said.
“It’s okay Lyra, I already saw you doing it” She looked at me in astonishment then a whining came vibrating out of her mouth, I continued “Besides Bon Bon is here still finding you so you better hide those things quickly right? and we can discuss this later in Thursday, Okay?” She nodded understandably at my address and hopped off me, I then looked at the table and fixated my stare on the hinges like holding the table together, all I need is a simple bang, and it worked like intended because these ponies are really scared of banging noises, the loud ones the terrifying.
‘Agh, This’ll take a second’
---------------- A few seconds later --------------
I had to resist of wiping my hand across my forehead , I looked at the table and gave a testing poke at it. tadah! No more creaking sounds or anything, it was so easy even I couldn’t believe they can’t fix it.
“This F-...place” I muttered, careful not to reveal the unholy words.
“Anon?”
I looked at the sound and followed it till I found my Coworkers outside of the house window, they looked haggard as their face are, they must’ve been tired from doing something, I opened my mouth and said.
“Why the long face?” I asked, swinging my arm a bit.
“W-we were looking for you, and we thought you were lost. We searched Ponyville looking for you and saw you through the window,” She continued to blink rapidly as her movement slowly emphasized her feeling, “And w-we thought you diss-a-pear and, and” She started to sniffle and I know from that moment I knew, I screwed up.
“Why did you leave us!” Her front hooves fell and cried on her limbs, making a lil’ waterfall out of her eyes in the process; I picked up the silly pony looked at her in the eye and said.
"Why are you being so silly? I didn't leave all of you, I arrived early in the scene ma'am" The instant I say "ma'am" she cheered up a bit and recovered pretty quickly...Or maybe she has a memory span of 21 seconds tops.
I looked behind her head to see a bunch of ponies gathering to a little crowd curious or just caught what is happening "Its alright. Nothing of value was lost!"
All of them cheered and stomping their hooves in rejoice as I, in fact; Still breathing and disappointed in so ways...
