怪談とポニー Ep1 - Canterton High: Ponynormal

Freshness breathed through the open window from the garden wrapped into young verdure, it brought the scent of cherry and catching it up apple blossom. Full of lazy chirping of the birds roosting and seeing off the daylight, it slowly sank into the shadows. The sun slowly headed to the horizon, painting the treetops golden and the thin veil of light cloudlets into an entire spectrum; the front of heavy rainclouds was rolling from behind the mountain and thunder sounded faintly once or twice in the distance. The loud intense rasp of the first cicadas told unambiguously that one of the spring storms might not rip the sky the next moment but still was imminent.

“What’s taking them so long?” Misty Lagoon raised her eyes from the cell-phone and listened to the screechy voice of some early persistent night bird in the far corner of Lacy’s garden. “I would like to see the place before dark, moreover, hope to take some pictures. Besides, it looks to be rainy tonight, so we better get moving while it’s not.” She checked the screen when the phone let out a melodic ding.

Lacy stopped digging in her bottomless bag and looked inquiringly at her friend sitting on the sunlit windowsill.

“Just texted them to hurry up and not to forget the flashlights and warmer clothes,” said Misty, shoving the phone into her pocket. She changed into another simpler t-shirt, keeping her favourite shorts, the jean jacket rested casually on the large dresser next to the digital photo-camera. “The nights are still chilly and the place is most likely blown through by all the winds.”

“And?”

“Well…” Misty hopped off the sill and approached the dresser mirror. “Windy answered. And you know her – “Oki! Coming soon…” and that’s all!” She smirked, spinning around and looking over herself from different angles.

“It’s strange,” nodded Lacy. “They are usually light on hoof.” She finished repacking her bag and stood up thinking. That meant that the filly took out the school stuff and replaced it with a flashlight, small bottle of water and a medkit; guided by the practical sense, Lacy threw in a pair of leather work gloves also (who knew, what they might find there). With a smile, Misty noted that her friend managed to keep some of her gardening tools as well – again, who knew, what she could probably find on the territory.

“Speaking of cold…” Lacy opened up the wardrobe and pondered for a few seconds, then she took out another sweater of the tighter knit; Misty watched in the mirror, how she crossed the room back to her bed.

Before Misty could make a move, Lacy put her glasses on the bed accurately and grabbed her blouse edge. Frozen on the spot, Misty watched, how it slid off the girl’s back, feeling the hot flush rising to her neck and face – there was nothing underneath. As if on purpose Lacy raised her arms and stretched, arching her back, then quickly changed. Despite her embarrassment, Misty kept watching from the corner of her eye; now she understood why Lacy’s clothes always fit like the second skin – they actually were sort of.

“What’s bothering you, Misty?”

Misty woke up fumbling the strap of her camera, all of a sudden Lacy snuggled her from behind, standing on tips of her hooves. “You look lost in the thoughts” Her head leaned on Misty’s shoulder and Lacy rubbed her cheek on the pink mane.

Misty’s heart skipped a beat, as she felt Lacy’s hard nipples through the thin t-shirt and her warm breath on the shoulder. The girl swallowed, taking a breath, and fruitlessly tried to fight the flush painting her cheeks again.

“I…”

The doorbell served as Misty’s saviour, removing the urge to think out a plausible answer; moreover, it shooed away the world-shattering thought to return the cuddle and… Misty even squinted from the quick image.

“Here they are!” Lacy released and pulled her friend out of the room; Misty barely managed to pick up her camera and jacket.

The bell rang once more.

“Come in, it’s unlocked!” called out Lacy, when they rushed down, hopping over two stairs at once. The door opened, letting pegasi sisters inside in a gust of evening breeze.

“Are you ready?” Misty finally coped with feelings, returning to more practical matters.

“Sure thing!” the girls waved their flashlights.

Misty’s critical glance slid over Flaunty Mane in her casual shirt put over the school uniform skirt, a jacket and black knit stockings and stopped on Windy Mane inquiringly – the girl chose white legwarmers, the same blue uniform skirt and a tight tank-top, squeezing her small breasts together, under the half-zipped sport jacket, and making Misty smirk inwardly.

“I thought we decided to wear something warmer in case of night chill…” Lacy appeared to be bothered by the same question as her friend.

“Don’t you worry! I have own means to warm up,” Windy did a few quick jumps, letting out a wide grin; Misty squinted seeing Windy’s skirt fluttering up and down. “But I need nothing preventing me from fleeing fast… if that appears necessary.”

“Girls, did you get home as usual, as if… nopony was watching?” suddenly asked Flaunty Mane; her wings discomposedly ruffled.

“Yeah…” slowly said Misty. “I told my aunt, I was going to Lacy for a sleepover and she was fine with that, even not asking any questions. Why are you asking, Flo?” she looked at the girl puzzledly.

“We had Physics as the last lesson. Of course, we didn’t drop a word to anypony and tried to behave as usual… But I had a strong feeling that miss Singularity was watching us fixedly all the time,” Flaunty Mane stared into space pensively. “I don’t think, we talked more than usually… Wonder, what she might notice…”

“Later we saw her in the schoolyard while heading home,” added Windy Mane. “She saw us off with that smile, you know, when she predicts some students’ shenanigans!” the girl cringed lightly.

“That made us worried and turn around all the way home,” her sister sighed. “We didn’t spot any watchful eye though. Yet decided to wait and check if the road was clear. That’s what held us late if you ask.” Windy nodded, hugging Flaunty around the shoulders. “But nopony followed us here either.”

‘So different and at the same time best friends…’ Misty watched them two with an absently pensive look.

“Hey, where are you floating, bud?” Windy nudged Misty, with a wink. “Daydreaming again? Well, instead of one sister you have us two,” she smirked brightly.

“Windyyyy!” Flaunty glared at her sister reproachfully. “You can be so tactless sometimes!!!”

“Well, this is what you all like me for as well!” the redhead pegasus snorted proudly.

“Okay…” Misty pretended that she didn’t notice Windy’s joke, knowing that it was genuinely kind. She didn’t hesitate for long, bracing herself up. “If we decided, then off to the monorail station!”

“Yeah!”

However, the girls opened the door slightly and first took an attentive look over the front garden and the street behind – nothing suspicious: a few neighbours returning home, a car passed by, nopony was mucking about suspiciously.

“Let’s hurry!” Misty slid out first. “The sun will set in about two hours and I need to check the place while it’s still lit.”

“You keep smiling, Windy,” Lacy threw a quick glance at her friend when they crossed the front garden. “What made you shine as a polished horseshoe?”

“She hit that hay-head colt in the muzzle,” answered Flaunty Mane for her sister. “Obviously, that was before miss Singularity could see, otherwise we wouldn’t get away with that so easily.”

“No way!” breathed out both Misty and Lacy. “Why?! I mean, he is a jerk – yes, but…” added Misty, smiling involuntarily.

“He had that coming!” huffed Windy, then cracked a laughter again. “For his long tongue especially. Can you imagine, he spread rumours that Lacy had more than some sibling relations with her cousin when her family lived with the relatives?” the disgust to the gossipers was written on her face.

Everypony knew that Lacy’s parents and her uncle’s family lived in one large house, before moving to Canterlot, but there were hardly any reasons for such wicked rumours.

“You shouldn’t bother,” waved Lacy Reins, chuckling a little. “I don’t give a sneeze about what his boneless tongue is blabbering.” She shrugged and looked at the pegasi girls. “One day he said about you, that being twins you got used to sharing one bed, one tub… and so on…”

“Well…” slowly said Windy Mane, making both Lacy and Misty turn around and stare at the sisters sharing a wing-hug for the moment; Misty blinked a few times, glancing at Lacy. “I mean, why not?!”

“Oh…” Misty felt the slowly rising flush again.

The girls burst laughing as them three hugged her; chattering and giggling the “curious four” headed up the street.