Chapter 7 - The Party

You are Scootaloo.

And you hate your job…

Sure, you had your doubts coming into it, but this… this was just ridiculous.

One: the outfits they make you wear. Definitely not your thing…

Two: the customers. Sure, most of them are nice, but then there are just those few that make you want to wring their necks in pure irritation…

Three: You hardly get ANY free time at all! You wake up early in the morning, put on your work outfit, fly there, work, and work, and work…

The only break you get is a ten-minute lunch break, if even that! And then it’s back to work…

You’ve been at this for just a little over a week or two now, but you can already tell you’re going to hate it.

Such is the life of a café waitress.

“Hey Scoots, how’s it going?”

But there is a little relief.

“Going pretty well, what’ll ya have?”

“Nothing too big. Can I get a muffin and some coffee?”

He stops in here every morning to say hi to you and get some breakfast before heading out for the day.

“Coming right up!”

He pumps his fist into the air as you turn away, and you can see the smile on his face. You always make sure to pick out the muffin with the most blueberries just for him. It’s nothing really special, but it makes you feel a bit better knowing you did something nice for him each morning.

You bring his breakfast to the table, and he smiles. “Thanks a lot!” he happily says, before taking a bite.

You can see the look of pure joy on his face as you turn back around to serve the next customer.

“Hey, Scoots,” you hear him call from behind you. “You wanna come and hang out this afternoon once you get off? Rainbow and I are gonna just chill out at my house, was wondering if you wanted to come over too?”

Did… did he just invite you over?

With RAINBOW DASH?!

Oh my gosh… calm down, Scoots, gotta answer him with a cool response…

“S-s-sure!”

Oh yeah. Real smooth…

You turn around and face him with a huge smile. “I get off at five, will that work?”

“Sure! Just come right on over when you want to,” he says, drinking a bit of coffee before quickly setting it down, sticking his tongue out and blowing air on it, waving his hand towards it to cool it off. Heh, guess it was a bit hot…

Sweet! You’re looking forward to this, definitely! Maybe this time…

“Oh, by the way?” he grins at you. “I don’t think I’ve said it enough now, but you really do look good in that outfit.”

You blush and your eyes widen, before turning away from him. “I-it’s not like I WANT to wear it or anything, I just have to for work!”

He laughs. “I know, I know, but really? In all honesty I’m a bit surprised that they have the mares that work here wear maid outfits as part of their uniform, y’know?”

Your blush does not go down.

And neither do your wings.

You’ve noticed that for a while now… he’s made that comment more than once before, but no matter how many times he does you always react like that…

“I’m just poking a little fun, don’t worry,” he says, patting your head. “Now you should-”

“Scoots!” you hear a voice call from the back. “We’ve got more customers than just Anon, y’know. Finish up what you’re doing and take a few other orders!”

Your boss…

He’s a nice guy at times, but you really don’t like how he gets nitpicky at each little thing, especially in the morning like this.

Like, really? Outside of Anon, there’s only like two other tables! Surely the other waitresses could take their orders instead?

Anon chuckles and smiles at you. “Hey, you hurry on along, I’ll see ya tonight, you hear?”

You nod quickly, turning around. “Yeah, sounds good Anon!”

Tonight is going to be awesome! But you know what that means…

…Work’s gonna take even longer than usual now because you’re looking forward to something afterwards…

You walk outside from the café, crack your knuckles and neck, and look around. The whole day off… what to do, what to do…

The coffee Scoots gave you could fuel your body for DAYS if it weren’t for the fact you weren’t a night person.

“Hm...” You rub your finger against your chin, pondering what could be done today…

…Oh! That’s right, you almost forgot! Rarity said she wanted you to come by today for something. Probably to model for some new design. You grin, stretching your legs for a moment before taking off in a sprint; this time, you take great care to make sure you don’t run into any nearby ponies, or apple stalls for that matter…

Things between you and Applejack still hadn’t really cleared up since then. Not that you expected it to, she’s hated you like that for a while now…

You sigh, slowing to a brisk jog as you cross the bridge, Rarity’s boutique in the distance. No sense in getting all sweaty before you head over.

After all, this is your favorite shirt you’re wearing.

You travel at a slower pace than usual to the boutique, taking in all the sights and sounds of the transition from late summer to early fall. You always did love the colors of the leaves during autumn…

You walk up to the boutique, knocking on the door. A few moments pass, and it’s opened by not Rarity, but her younger sister, Sweetie Belle.

“Anon!” she exclaims in happiness, rearing up onto her hind legs to hug you. You laugh, squatting down a bit to help the height difference between the two of you.

“It’s good to see ya, Sweetie Belle. How’re you doing?”

She lets you go and lands back onto her hooves. “Great! Rarity’s upstairs, want me to go get her?”

You smile and nod. “Thanks; she told me she needed me for something today.”

The young mare giggles before trotting back inside. “RARITY! ANON’S HERE TO SEE YOU!” she belts out, shaking the nearby furniture with the sheer loudness of her call as she leaves to the upstairs.

Damn, that mare’s got some lungs…

You rub your ears briefly, before you hear the sound of a second set of hooves making their way down.

“Anon! So good to see you, dear,” you hear Rarity’s voice come from the stairs as she trots down. “You’re probably wondering why I asked you to come over today, am I right?”

“Yeah; what’cha need?”

“Oh, it’s nothing too major,” she says, finally reaching the floor. You notice that she’s wearing a pair of ruby glasses and her mane has a bit of a wave in its curl. Actually, it looks pretty good on her.

She makes her way over to the other side of the boutique, her horn glowing a light blue as she pulls out a rack of clothing…

And keeps pulling…

And pulling…

Until finally it nearly spans the entire width of the room.

“I’ve been hard at work these past few weeks. You should just SEE some of these designs, dear!” she exclaims proudly, levitating one over to you.

It’s a gray suit with black pants and a white button-up shirt…

A bit formal for your tastes, personally…

“You… are free, right?” she asks cautiously, returning the outfit to the rack.

“Y-yeah! Yeah, I’m free for a few hours, at least. I guess trying on a few wouldn’t hurt…”

And those were your final words on the subject.

Ohgodthatwasterriblewhythehelldidyoudothat?

You stumble out of the boutique after what you believe was something around thirty different outfits. Rarity walks out with you, giggling at your groans of agony.

“Come now, it couldn’t have been THAT bad, Anon. It’s clothing, after all,” she says, smiling. “How was that so physically taxing on one such as yourself? Besides, you just look wonderful now!”

You look down at yourself; a draping white suit jacket with a few jewels tucked into the cuffs, a sleek black bowtie and long, black slacks with a pair of black loafers. These pants rode too far up your ass and you didn’t want to adjust yourself in front of Rarity, because that would be awkward. “You have no idea how much I hate when you do that…” You smirk down at her, and she smiles up at you and winks.

“Anon, if you’re going to be living in this world, you can at least learn to enjoy the finer things in life. Why don’t you come with me to Canterlot sometime? You and I could have the most wonderful time there,” she says, as both of you stop.

“Sorry, but it’s just not my thing. I like the simpler things in life, that’s all.”

Her face scrunches up and you let out a hearty laugh. You enjoyed pushing her buttons every once in a while, even if she knew it was all in good fun. That was the best part.

“Well, you run along now then, Anon, and be sure to tell Rainbow I said hello!” Rarity waves her hoof at you as you sprint off to your house, despite the awkward feeling of your pants riding up your ass.

Shit’s uncomfortable, yo.

Ugh, FINALLY you’re done!

You walk out of the café, stretching out your wings and rolling your neck a few times.

You couldn’t wait to get out of that stupid uniform. You hated the feeling of wearing clothes, personally; they looked nice, but they were way too uncomfortable for your tastes. You take a look at the sunset, before grinning and taking flight. Celestia really knows how to make the sunset look beautiful…

You’ve gotten slightly better at flying in the past few months; now you can keep going for at least twelve minutes before feeling tired.

No time to think about that now, though! Right now it’s time to party with Anon and Rainbow Dash!

You shoot off into the distance, racing as fast as you can to Anon’s house.

Hopefully they haven’t started without you…

Beads of sweat are making their way to your forehead. You aren’t going to last too much longer…

“C’mon Anon! Gimme all you got!” Rainbow growls tauntingly at you, urging you to keep going.

She has no idea what you have in store for her.

You give a few quick breaths, before you clench your teeth and push her further than you have all day. As soon as you got home, you got out of the suit that Rarity gave you. It was just too formal for what you had planned for today…

“Hah! That your best? Please,” Rainbow grins, pushing back against you. This isn’t good, you’re not going to last too much longer…

A knock at your door distracts her for a split second, and you take this opportunity to claim your prize.

You push the last distance, slamming her hoof to the table, achieving victory over the pegasus.

“Hah! I win again!”

She grunts, and gives you a pouting look. “No fair, I got distracted!”

“Rules are rules, Rainbow.”

“Yeah…” she groans, standing up and trotting into the kitchen.

Heh. Silly ponies. None can beat you when it comes to arm-wrestling.

The knock comes again.

Oh yeah, that’s right! Scootaloo’s coming over, that must be her.

You stand up from the table and walk over to the door, opening it to see a young orange pegasus smiling up at you. “Ready for a night of parties, Anon?”

“Heh, you bet I am. C’mon in.” You let her in and lead her into the main living room, complete with sofa, couch, and the table you and Rainbow had your bout with.

“Wow, I’ve never been in your house before, Anon… It’s big…”

“Heh. Want the grand tour?”

“Really?!”

“Sure! C’mon, I’ll show ya.”

She leaps up in the air happily, before hovering behind you, the sound of beating wings droning out the sound of dishes clanking in the kitchen.

Doing your dishes might make Rainbow think twice before challenging the Arm-Wrestling Champion of Ponyville. Hell yeah.

Whoa… Anon’s house is huge…

You’ve seen pretty big houses in Ponyville, but it’s like it grew twice the size on the inside than it is on the outside, this is awesome! He’s got a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom… what else could he possibly want out of a house?

“Well, I could use some hot water in my shower during the mornings, but other than that I like it here,” he turns and grins down at you.

Oh man, did you say that out loud?!

He laughs at your expression and continues the tour. “And here is my personal favorite room. I’ve set it aside for guests, but it doubles as a workout room for when I don’t have anyone staying the night, which isn’t very often,” he says as the two of you enter another room.

In every corner of the room you saw different kinds of what looked to be homemade workout equipment… weights, and even a huge wooden wheel on one side of the room…

“Yeah, I had to improvise a bit on some things, but I think it’s kept me in shape, right?” he asks, grinning as he flexes his arm at you.

Wow… he must be strong…

You float over to the wheel, looking at it. “What’s this for?”

“Running.”

“Why do you need it when you can just run outside?”

“Because I can stop whenever I want when I run outside. With this, though, I actually have to keep pace with it otherwise it’ll go out under my feet.”

“But isn’t that dangerous?”

“I laugh in the face of danger, don’t you know?” he grins and walks up onto it. “Just watch. You might want to step back a bit, though,” he says, and you do so.

He starts out a bit slow, but ever so gradually he starts going faster and faster until…

“Alright! Step back further, I’m hopping off!”

You leap backwards and float in the air as he jumps off the wheel, landing on one foot before using both hands for support. “Hah… Whew… You see? It’s much more of a workout than I get from just running normally.”

So that’s how he was able to run so fast…

“Y’know, I’m surprised that it hasn’t fallen off of its hinges yet,” he says. “Attach some spikes to the outside of that thing, and you’ve got a recipe for disaster.”

You can feel a shiver run up your spine at the thought. “Scary.”

“Yeah.”

“Hey Anon! I’m done with your freaking dishes,” you hear Rainbow call out from the other room.

You turn to Anon with a raised eyebrow, and he grins down at you. “Lost a bet.”

“Oh.”

“Alright, be right there bro! Just giving Scoots here a tour of the house!” he calls out to her.

“You show her your wheel?”

“Yeah he did! It’s pretty cool!”

He smiles down at you. “C’mon, let’s head into the living room. I’ve got some fun stuff planned for today.”

“Okay!” You follow him out, taking one last look at the wheel before landing ant trotting behind him.

What did he have planned for the three of you…?

“You got the stuff?”

“Buck yeah I did, what do you think I am, lazy?” Rainbow grins at you as you and Scoots walk in.

“Obviously.”

She puffs her cheeks out at you. You love pushing her buttons; it’s hilarious seeing her reactions to it. “Says the one that still can’t beat me in a race!”

Oh boy, you were ready for this one.

“I’ve got no wings. If it were a fair race without your wings, I would smoke you in a race before you even got halfway.”

“That a challenge?!” she grins at you, leaping into the air with her hooves in a semi-challenging manner.

“Nope. I’ve had enough exercise for one day, remember?”

“Oh yeah,” she giggles, landing again. “Hard to believe you went through that many of Rarity’s outfits, huh?”

“Yep. Now, you got the stuff, right?” You take three large steps across the room before leaping onto your couch, causing it to make a squishing noise and scoot across the floor a good half-foot or so.

“Already told ya, I did,” she says, floating over to grab her saddlebag and floats back, dropping it on your gut.

“Oof!” You grunt in surprise; you were about to stretch when she did that…

But you look in the bag, and it looks like Rainbow delivered after all. You grin, and pull out two full bottles of the Apple family’s finest brew: Applejack Daniels. A bit haughty of Applejack to use her name on a drink, but you won’t argue because it’s the greatest thing that has ever graced your lips. You set them on the nearby table in the room, admiring the look of the bottles they came in. Nothing too fancy, but it just seemed… fitting.

“Hey Rainbow, what’s the age required to drink this stuff?”

She thinks for a moment. “Hm… she’s graduated class, right?”

“Yeah?”

“Yup, she’s old enough.”

“Awesome. Scoots, you want some?”

She looks at you with big eyes. “M-me?!”

“Yeah you. C’mon, we have enough to go around.”

“A-are you sure? I mean, I only graduated a few months ago…”

“Of course I’m sure! Now c’mon over here.” You sit up and Rainbow plops down onto the sofa next to you. Scoots does the same, but a bit more hesitantly.

Rainbow’s the first to go; she just takes one of the bottles and downs a good amount of it before stopping, letting out a deep sigh. “Thaaaaaaaaat’s the stuff…” she shivers.

You’re next; you open the bottle and waterfall some of it, taking in the taste first before swallowing. The tartness of cider mixed with the sweet apples from the orchard makes for a taste better than anything you could have asked for. “Alright Scoots, your turn. You and I can share.”

She gets look on her face, like she’s scared of getting germs or something. “What?!”

“Yeah. Rainbow drinks more of this stuff than I do, so you and I can share. Here, start out with just a little.” You hand her the bottle, and she holds it awkwardly in her hooves, just looking at the label.

She hesitates for a moment, but then quickly lifts the bottle to her lips, waterfalling a small taste before reeling her head back a bit, surprised by the taste. “Bleh! How do you two drink this stuff?”

“Acquired taste, I guess. Rainbow’s been drinking this stuff a lot longer than I have though.” You grin at Rainbow, and she nods at you before taking another huge gulp. “Here, try it a bit slower this time, Scoots.”

“…Okay,” she says, before lifting it to her lips once again, this time pouring much slower. It seems to do the trick, so you smile at her.

“Well?”

“It’s got a weird taste at first, but then it tastes both sweet and… tart?” she raises an eyebrow at you.

“Yep, that’s the beauty of it all.”

And so the three of you continue your enjoyment of the drink for a good hour or two.

By the end of it, you have sunk deep into the cushions of the middle seat on your couch, and from the look of things, both Scoots and Rainbow have done the same.

“Anon… my face feels funny…” Scoots mumbles, looking at the bottle before giggling. “Is this supposed to happen?”

“Yup.”

“Huh…” she smiles before cuddling up against the cushion, “I like it…” she giggles again, rubbing her cheeks against it.

“Hey Scoots,” Rainbow turns to the orange pegasus, “How come I see you hanging around Anon all the time, huh? You tryin’ to take him away from me?”

A what?

Scoots immediately jumps to attention, and looks at Rainbow. “W-what?!”

Rainbow laughs in her seat, her hooves wiggling in the air. “I’m kidding! Oh man, you should’ve seen your face there!” Scoots puffs out her cheeks angrily at Rainbow, before reclining back into her cushion.

“Hey, I’m gonna head into the kitchen to get a bite to eat. You two want anything?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Rainbow shakes her head.

“What about you?”

You turn to look at Scoots, and she shakes her head too, still enraptured by the comfort that is your couch

It’s a fucking comfy couch, man.

Standing up, you take a moment to balance yourself before walking to the kitchen.

You haven’t eaten anything since you got home…

“So.”

“Huh?”

“What’s up with you getting wingboners all the time around Anon, huh?” Rainbow’s looking at you, her eyes lowered a bit as if she’s peering at you for an answer.

Your cheeks flush red, and your stupid self can’t keep it hidden…

“Well, I… uh…” You fidget a bit in your seat. “Um, well… he’s pretty cool and all…”

Rainbow grins at you. “You know what happened between him and Applejack, right?”

You hesitate for a moment, and then nod, looking down.

“So you know the kind of thing you would be getting into, huh?”

You stop yourself for a moment, look up at Rainbow, and as if something clicked in your brain, nod. “Yeah, I know what I’d be getting into…”

She smiles and holds up a hoof. “Well kid, just as long as you don’t take my bro from me, you’ve got my support,” she says.

…Wait. What?!

“What?!”

“You heard me. I’ll help ya. But you’ll owe me big for it,” she grins. “Deal?”

“D-deal! Thanks Rainbow Dash!”

…You can’t believe it… you might actually have a shot at him! You bump against Rainbow’s hoof before Anon comes back in.

“Hey, it looks like it’s getting pretty late out; want me to walk ya home, Scoots?” he asks, looking at you. “You seem pretty badly hammered, the way you’re swaying around like that…”

Rainbow chuckles a bit and looks at Anon. “You should probably take her home, dude,” she says. “Wouldn’t want her to run into any trouble because you got her drunk off her flank, after all.”

He smirks at her and walks over to you, ruffling her mane in the process before setting his arms under your shoulders, hefting you onto his back. “C’mon Scoots, let’s get you home.”

“A-alright…” Your head is swimming at this point, you can’t even believe it… Anon’s taking you home?

“I’ll need ya to point me in the right direction though,” he says as he opens the door. “Rainbow, I’ll be back in just a little while. Don’t empty my food while I’m gone like you did the other day.”

“No promises!” she calls back to him.

“Heh. Anyway, where to, Scootaloo?” he grins back at you, shutting the door behind him with his foot.

“Um… y’know where the schoolhouse is?”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah… just on the other side of the big hill, inside all the trees, you can’t miss it…”

“But that’s… Isn’t that part of Sweet Apple Acres?”

“…”

You’re silent for a moment or two, before responding.

“…Yeah…”

He stops for a moment, looking towards the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.

…It’s nearly a mile from his house…

You see a grin flash across his face. “Hey. Scoots.”

“Yeah?”

“Hang on tight.” He repositions you on his back and sets his arms under your hind legs, your front legs wrapped around his neck. “We’re gonna go fast.”

That’s the only warning you get before he breaks into a full-speed sprint, your mane and tail whipping behind the two of you as he runs even faster than he did that day all those months ago when the two of you had your race…

The speed, the adrenaline, the look of pure excitement on his face… it’s almost too much for you to take.

You grin happily and shout “Woo hoo!” as the two of you speed through the center of town, heading right for the schoolhouse.

With speed you think you’ve only seen from Rainbow Dash and maybe the Wonderbolts the few times you’ve seen them in Ponyville, Anon leaps into the air, jumping over the low fence of the playground, never breaking stride as the two of you make your way to the edge of Sweet Apple Acres…

As you reach the trees, however, he begins to slow down. “Alright, now let’s see here…” he mutters when the two of you finally reach a walking pace. “Where is it?”

“Um…”

Ugh, it’s too dark to see anything…

He walks into the trees, and the two of you wander for a good fifteen minutes or so before he finally spots something. “Is that it?” he asks, pointing forward.

“Looks like it…”

“Cool. C’mon,” he says, carrying you over to the treehouse.

“Hey… thanks…”

He sets you down gently, making sure you can stand properly. “No prob. We’re friends after all, right?”

“Yeah…”

He smiles at you. “Hey Scoots,” he begins, “You come on over any time you want, okay? My house is your house.”

Your eyes widen and you look up at him, shocked.

“R-really?”

“Yeah. Just don’t empty my food and we’ll be cool,” he says, holding up a fist at you.

But you don’t want that. Instead, you rear up on your hind legs and you wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug. “Thank you thank you thank you thank yo-”

“Haha, alright Scoots, I get it, you’re grateful!” he laughs, hugging you back. “Now c’mon, I gotta head back to my house to keep Rainbow from eating all my food.”

You let him go and give him the biggest smile you can muster at this point; you’re practically tearing up. No one’s ever done this since Applebloom said you could live in the treehouse all those years ago…

“Alright, I’ll see ya around then Scoots,” he says, stretching a bit before walking away, back towards town.

“Okay! See you later!” You wave a hoof back at him before turning back to the treehouse…

You trot up to the door and open it, closing and locking it before floating over to your bed, plopping down flat on it.

Your head is spinning… you’re not sure why, but everything seems… warmer…

“Anon…”

Almost by instinct, you close your eyes and let your hooves wander, as if they were his strong, dexterous hands across your chest… His form standing over you, his breath against your neck as he massaged every inch of your body…

As you continue, your hooves trail lower, to the biggest source of heat coming from you…

End Chapter 7

Author's Note

"Hey Anon, can I try your wheel?"

"Sure Scoots!"
Get on wheel
It instantly breaks off the wall, and spikes jut out of the outside
"Hey Anon."
"..."
"Let's roll."
"Fuck yeah."
Anon gets on and the two of you roll through the streets of Ponyville, wreaking havoc wherever you may roam

VROOM VROOM BITCHES