My little Tavi

I heard the door to the guest room closing and sighed. I sat down on my couch and picked up a book, but my mind had slipped away. Today was just simply magnificent comparing to my usual boring days. Heck, I haven't made a proper conversation with another living creature for perhaps months.

"But Octavia, she was quite... something, isn't she?" I thought to myself and smiled. She calmed down a lot sooner than I thought. Imagine a girl being thrown out of the world she used to know into a completely strange one, and the first living creature she saw took captive of her and attempted to sell her as some kind of... item for display, she must have been through a rough time. But everything should be fine now. She should be quite safe here, since no one ever visit this neighborhood anyway. If I don't spend too much money I should be able to keep both of us fed, but other than that i can't really afford any thing else.

I shook my head and decided to give it a rest at the moment. I am sure stuff will work itself out. I stood up and started walking towards the stairs to go to bed. If I can fall asleep within the next hour I should be able to get about six hours of sleep.

But then just when I was about to ascend the stairs to my living room, I heard what sounds like glass breaking. At first I thought something was wrong with the dish washer, but soon I realized that the sound wasn't coming from the kitchen. It was coming from the guest room, where Octavia is sleeping.

And then I heard Octavia's scream.

SOMEONE HAD BROKEN INTO OCTAVIA'S ROOM! I panicked as soon as the idea struct me. I tried to run up the stairs to get to her room, but unfortunately I was not very athletic and my feet missed the step. I tripped and fell down the stairs like a bouncing ball. I reached out my arms desperately, trying to grab onto something to stop myself from falling further. Luckily the carpet on the stairs provided quite a bit of friction, and I was able to stop after falling a couple of stairs. I quickly grabbed onto the handle and pulled myself upwards to a standing position, and then I ran like hell.

I turned the door handle and pushed the door as hard as I can, which caused it to slam right into the wall behind it making a huge noise. The room was much darker and my eyes were not used to the lighting. I reached out for the light switch and turned it on.

I almost collapsed from the relief. Octavia was sitting on the bed with her eyes wide open. She seemed terrified, but she didn't seem to be injured. I looked to the side and saw that one of the windows had been broken. There were broken glass all over the floor, and not too far from the windows there was a piece of rock.

I remember not too long ago there will be some kids, perhaps around their 18's, hanging out near this area. Teens were probably the ones with the most energy. I overheard them talking about adventuring in the abandoned houses with tales of haunted bathrooms and what not. Truth to be told I kind of liked them, since they did bring some life into this place. But when I saw them throwing rocks at the windows as a dare, I felt like maybe they have went a bit too far. Still I don't hate them, after all they were only trying to have fun in this wasteland.

"Octavia... are you okay?"

Octavia had recovered from the initial shock as she lack back down on the bed. She took a deep breath and said, "Yeah... yeah I am fine. What was that all about?"

"Probably just some kids. Don't worry too much about it."

Octavia quietly nodded and suddenly smiled. I didn't quite understand. Sure it's nice that no one tried to break in the house and murder us both, but is that really worth smiling about?

My curiosity must have been pretty obvious, since Octavia quickly noticed it and said, "Oh... sorry, it... this whole thing just reminded me of something that happened to me before. I was at Canterlot during the Grand Galloping Gala as the first royal cellist. Everything was nice and quiet, but then sudden these bunch of INSANE teenage ponies broke into the room and... well, we had to get about twenty ponies to clean up the floor which was filled with cake and herd all the animals back to where they belong."

"Yeah... kids. They can be really crazy sometimes."

"Yeah. At first I was really quite upset, since such behavior was absolutely rude and disrespectful, but then I felt like... it was actually kind of fun."

"Yeah..."

I couldn't really say anything because first of all I didn't really know what to say, and second of all I realized when I accidentally tripped down the stairs, I somehow got a four-inch long cut on the inside of my am. It was bleeding a bit, but nothing serious. My mind was completely focused on Octavia's safety that I didn't even notice the cut, but now that I am relaxed, the pain started to come back. The more I try not to think about it, the more it hurts,

"Are you all right?" Octavia noticed my awkwardness and asked.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine... hold on, I'll clean this up." I got out of the room as quickly as possible, trying to not let Octavia see the wounds. I don't want her to get worried and think that it's her fault somehow.

I walked downstairs and got some band-aid to put on my arm, and then I went to the garage to get some duct tape to temporary fix the window with. It's gonna cost a small fortune to replace it, but I did the math quickly and thought that it should be fine if i just sell that TV in the garage which I never used.

I picked up all the broken pieces of glasses carefully and placed them in a plastic box. Then I picked up the rock in charge of breaking the window to throw it back outside where it belongs. But then suddenly, I realized that there was something stuck to the back of the rock. I turned the rock over and realized that there was a note attached to it with blue duct tape.

My mind immediately froze as soon as I saw the text.

"Hand over the pony or else"