Ballad of Serenity

For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind.

The morning was peaceful save for the sound of some-one getting more and more irate.

soon a rather loud banging was heard. the sound of metal on metal.

as it reverberated around the small town, mothers and fathers were issuing the command of cover your ears children

Scootaloo had noticed the front door was unlocked, so she sneaked inside. the teen looked around for a moment.

then she heard his voice, and with it, the most colorful usage of the equestrian language she had heard to date.

“Bastard!"

she stepped into the kitchen.

"Bastard bastard bastard. Stupid stupid bastard." I took a deep breath before grabbing an inanimate object.  "you stupid stupid bastard. Stupid bastard arse!" I looked at the inanimate object with great offense. basically giving it the stink eye

"You arse! You stupid arse bastard. you stupid arse, bollock bastard, nipple, wank, turd!" slamming the object back down on the counter, I sighed

"Why won’t this fucking toaster work!” I heard a giggle from behind me.

"You did plug it in right?" I nodded as i turned around.

It was Scootaloo, standing before me with a slight blush. It looked to me like she was trying hard to look else where.

"hey, I'm not that bad....In fact..." I blinked twice "I just came out of the shower so.... I'm just gonna.... go find some clothes" my cheeks must have turned red... the heat was on.  "Help your self to breakfast or something"

I sighed deeply for a moment as I meandered up the stairs. I heard a call coming from the bottom.

"hey, Cris... can we talk?"

I ran back down wearing a classic combination of jeans and a T-shirt. "isn't that what we're doing now?"

"No... I mean about.... what happened that night" she started to turn a little redder.

I looked at her for a moment, and noticed two coffee's sitting on the counter top.

picking them up, I walked into the Living room. "come on Scoots" she quickly flumped down next to me. I handed her a mug and took a swig. "so, what about that night?" I asked.

"I....Kinda Told the girls about it..."

"and?"

"I think Applebloom Might be jealous" I looked over to her, she was looking upset about it.

"what did Sweets have to say about it?" She looked at me for a moment.

"She's... Happy I guess"

"well then, what do you have to worry about?"

"nothing"

"exactly, now... how do you like your eggs?"

"erm... Sunny side up I guess"

I looked at her with a sly smile as I finished my coffee.

"Funny story actually, I like mine with one of these" I pulled her up off the sofa and close to me, kissing her as i did.

"smooth move Casanova," She smiled dreamily for a moment, then shook her head. "But it'll take more than that to catch me off guard"

I then looked at her with a pokerface. "What, Like the fact that Applebloom asked if we had knocked boots?"

needless to say... there was a lot of coffee to clean up.

it was boiling hot, and had covered my t-shirt.

"damn, button up shirt it is" I sighed.