Happy Anniversary!...Or Not

Both Amethyst and this pissed off stallion stared off at each other, both in disbelief to see each other again after what happened yesterday.

“Uh hi.” Amethyst said.

The pegasus stared down at her, rubbed his muzzle with his hands before he spoke. “Ma’am I am so sorry, you’re not who I was looking for.

“Oh, who were you looking for exactly? And how did you find my house?” Amethyst asked, not really knowing how to react to this guy here. Though it was a literal accident, she got fired because of him!

He quickly dug into his pants before pulling out his phone. “I’m sorry, I’m actually here looking for somepony else. Gimme a sec.” he muttered before pulling up a picture. “I’m looking for this son of a bitch, have you seen him?”

He holds up his phone with a selfie photograph of Duke posing in one of his nicer going out suits! She didn’t know how long ago that photo was but it wasn’t for her, she could guarantee he never sent it to her!

Amethyst glares at the picture of her husband on this stallion’s phone. “Gimme one moment.” she said, closing the door. She calmly walks back into the kitchen, retrieves her phone from the counter. She pressed the power button on and the photo of her husband and his mistress was still the first thing she saw.

Grunting, she takes the phone and walks back to the door and opens it up. The stallion was still there, still looking like he was about to knock some pony’s head off.

And in a way, it was kinda hot.

She shows him the phone. “You know this mare?” she asked with venom laced in her voice.

The pegasus’s nostrils flared and his wings did too. “That’s my wife!”

“With my husband, Celestia fucking damnit!” Amethyst groans loudly.

Both of them backed up and gripped their heads in frustration.

Great, just fucking great! She got the mistress’s husband here! Great, just fucking perfect!

The pegasus looked like he was trying to control himself but Amethyst could see this boiling rage coming from him and that was understandable.

He gripped his mane before taking deep, long breaths. “Sorry, I’m sorry, its just…fucking hell. Sorry Amethyst.”

Amethyst looks up at him when he calls her by her first name. “Okay, how do you know my name?”

He looks down at her. “It was on your nametag yesterday and it's what that asshole of your boss who fired you called you.” he sighed deeply.

Amethyst blinked, recalling that nasty chewing out she got from her boss. “Okay… what’s your name?”

“Larkin.” He responded.

She nodded. “Huh, okay Larkin,” she opens the door wide and steps aside. “Why don’t you come in, it’s clear that you and I need to discuss a few things.” she said, her fingers tapping on the door itself.

The pegasus considered a moment, he much rather go hunt down this bastard. But that was then the mare said.

“Honey, as much as you want to beat up my piece of shit husband - and yes I can tell you want to do it cause I want to do it too, it takes two to tango and your wife is all over him.” Amethyst said. “Now unless we both agree to beat up each other’s shitty spouses, why don’t you come inside?”

WIth that logic, Larkin comes inside the home. Once inside, Amethyst quickly grabbed the suitcases from the stairs, carried them outside and chunks them as hard as she could out in the yard.

“Was that his stuff?” he asked her when Amethyst came back inside and closed the door.

“Eeyup!” she responded, clapping her hands. “So, you care for a drink? Cause I sure as hell need one.”

He shrugged at that and Amethyst went back to the kitchen and proceeded to grab another bottle of wine.

“So…how long have you been married, Larkin?” Amethyst asked him as she found another glass.

“Eight years,” Larkin said as he took a quick look around the foyer where the stairs were to the living room and kitchen. “But I was with Shooting Star for four years before that.”

Amethyst paused for a brief second, taking a deep, deep breath. “Shooting Star you say?” The bitch who she heard on the phone yesterday. Sweet Celestia that should’ve been a big red flag. “She works at the Dodge City Advertise Rally?”

“Just started last month.”

Recalling the phone call yesterday, she called her husband while he was banging her in the process! Instead of wasting another bottle of wine, she pours both her and her guest’s glass to the very brim and trots over to him. “Here ya go.” she said with a strained voice, handing the wineglass over to him.

“Thanks,” he said, taking the glass from her and taking a long drink from it. “What about you? How long have you been married?”

“Five years, dated Duke over a year before that.” Amethyst responded as she took a couple of large gulps from her glass before heading into the living room and sat down on the couch. “So, how did you find my house?” she asked him.

Larkin took another quick drink before joining her on the couch, sitting a few cushions away as he sat. “I, uh, heh,” he struggled to find the right words before saying, “I had a friend of mine hack into her phone to where I can see what she has from my phone…. I don’t have the ability to change anything, found her texts with your address.”

Amethyst guzzled down the whole glass in seconds. SHE WAS IN HER HOUSE, IN THEIR BED?! She thinks back when he possibly had time to bring her over.

Larkin raised a brow at that.

She finishes the glass before wiping her muzzle with the back of her hand. “Hacking huh?”

Larkin nodded. “He doesn’t do it often but he’s really good with programming, sort’ve his special talent.”

“Isn’t hacking illegal? And even though I don’t really care, isn't looking through your wife’s phone a direct violation of personal privacy?” She asked him.

“Well yea, but this isn’t the first time she both cheated and lied to me before.” He responded. “Did it before we got married, she lied and slept around with guys at her old job.” He shook his head. “Anyway I asked my friend to hack into her phone yesterday after constantly coming home late and making the same excuses the last time….” He then looked down at the ground. “It was what I was looking at on my phone when I ran into you….”

She idly stared at his arms, seeing several bruises from her landing on him and cans falling on them before looking at him.

“Sorry that I got you fired, by the way.” He said softly.

Amethyst waves that. “Don’t be, yeah the situation was bad, but one: it was an accident and two: Trip Trap will look for any excuse to fire any pony. He doesn’t care if you did it or not, whatever happens in that store is that employee’s fault. Corporate retail sucks ass, period. That’s nothing compared to knowing on your anniversary today that my husband has cheated and is probably cheating now.”

God she needs more wine the more she’s talking about Duke.

“So uh…you have her information on your phone, why come here and not track down to where she’s at?” She asked him quickly.

“I….” his ears fell flat from that. “I never asked my friend to do that….” that caused Amethyst to snicker.

“So…when was that? When the address was sent to her?”

He looks at his phone again to check, scrolling it up and up until he finds the text. “Uh…a couple of weeks ago. Why?”

“I’m going to burn that bed upstairs.” Amethyst grunted in response. She was gone for three days to visit her parents a couple weeks ago, the thought of those two in the bed she sleeps was making her queasy.

“Now that’s kinda my specialty.” he said, taking another drink of his glass of wine.

"What is? Burning down beds?" Amethyst asked.

"Burning anything. I'm good with pyrotechnics." Larkin responded. “Just give me thirty seconds and something will bound to explode up in flame.”

Amethyst didn’t know why but she ended up snorting at that. Just picturing a tiny orange pegasus setting stuff on fire. “Mind I ask, what do you do as a profession?” She asked, now very curious.

Larkin gives her a smirk. “Now that’s for me to know and you to figure out.”

Now…it might be the amount of wine she had consumed fully in such a short time, but the way he looked at her when he smirked caused her heart to flutter a little…

And seeing him more closely…

Oh god, He was literally hot!