Silent Graves

Silver Sands pushed open the door to the diner and walked up to the counter, taking a seat on one of the stools. "Pineapple coconut milkshake, two straws," she called to the waiter, who scrawled that down on a new sheet of his pad. Two minutes later, he placed it in front of her. She paid for it and waited for her other party member to arrive.

It wasn't a long wait. Less than five minutes passed before the bell over the door alerted everypony to a new patron walking in. He sat down next to her and turned to face her. "Are we all clear now?"

"Right now, he's probably at home, crying to his mother about how unfair life is. If he didn't want to lose me, he shouldn't have given up on me."

"Yeah, I could have told you he was a loser. So much time he spent being a little bitch."

"Oy!" shouted the waiter. "Watch your mouth, there are children here."

Stud Muffin held up his hoof. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking about that."

With a dirty look, the waiter returned to his work, and the couple returned to their conversation. "At any rate, I have you now," smiled Silver. "So, where are we going for dinner tonight?"

Stud smiled. "Reservation for two at Le Nom de Fantaisie tonight. Just you, me, and the candles."

"How romantic," smiled Silver. "I hope you have the bits to back that up."

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Of course I do. You should know that by now."

With a smile from each, they began slurping away at the milkshake. They both knew what they wanted out of this relationship, and it wasn't long before they would have what they wanted. While it was true that they had both separated from their significant others this very morning, they bounced back right away. In truth, they were probably better off with each other than with their previous partners. She wanted somepony with money to throw around, and he wanted a tight hole that was usually available to him.

After their milkshake, he had her address, and a time to pick her up. He went home to put on something more suitable for the restaurant's dress code. As soon as the door closed, his mood soured. "You're still here?"

"I want my dog back, Stud," growled the young mare. "Give her back, right now!"

"She's not here," he answered, pushing her aside on his way to the stairs. "I sent her off to the kennel. You can pick her up there. She's under your name."

"I'm not going down there just so they can tell me she's not there! Stud Muffin, you go down there right now and bring her back to me!"

"We're not together anymore, Loose Lips. I'm not going down to pick up your dog, no matter how much you shout. You want her? I told you where she is. If you don't go down there in five days, she's not yours anymore. Not without paying a fee, anyway."

"Well, you'd better hurry up, then!" she shouted. "If I don't have my dog back, the court's going to tan your hide!"

The yelling stopped for a moment as Stud slammed the door and locked it. He was filthy rich, and had installed sound-resistant doors and walls in his bedroom so as not to be disturbed by the staff. Now, he was using it to muffle the sound of his crazy ex as he prepared for his date.

There was a fair amount of things to do to prepare for his date, most notably removing the screaming mare from his house. He pressed a button on the intercom that connected him to his security guard. "Hey Bronze, I need you to remove my ex from the hallway."

"Beggin' your pardon, Mr. Muffin, but you're the only one in your house right now. Ms. Lips hasn't come by today. You told me not to let her in after this morning, and I haven't."

"She's here now. I just had a conversation with her. I want you to remove her, and find out where she came in. There's a hole in my security, and you need to find it."

"Right you are, sir..."

With Bronze now handling the situation, Stud could move ahead with his other preparation. He shed his work clothes, tossing them into the laundry chute as he did every day. He then stepped into the shower, and washed himself. He even had time to sing a ballad to himself as he scrubbed.

Once he was clean and dried, he sprayed himself with a very faint cologne. He had a naturally strong musk that was very effective at wooing the ladies, and this was really just a backup. Next came his pomade, and a strong comb. He had very thick, coarse hair, and as a result, he needed a strong comb to make it look presentable. The pomade had a great hold, and would keep him looking spiffy the whole night, even if things turned as steamy as he was hoping for.

With his mane in proper order, he slipped into his blouse. It was a fancy blouse for a fancy restaurant. It came with a tie and a jacket. He disregarded the tie, as he didn't want to wear it today. He had a lot of chest hair, and he wanted to show it off. He was still going to wear the jacket, as it was a necessity for Le Nom de Fantaisie's dress code. He slipped on the jacket and fastened the two bottom buttons. With a spin, he pointed to the stallion in the mirror, smiled, and clicked his tongue. He wasn't one for sleeping with other stallions, but the one staring back at him would definitely have a shot at changing that. That chiseled jaw, that smooth silver mane, those tourmaline eyes, that pitch black face... He was a damn sexy stallion that lived up to the name "Stud Muffin."

By the time he exited the room, Bronze Badge had escorted Loose Lips off the property. With a smile, Stud turned off all the lights and exited the building, locking the door as he went. Loose had somehow managed to enter without a key the first time, but until he knew how, he wasn't going to take any chances. With a deep breath and a smile, he set off for the home of his new marefriend.