Wormholes - Fractures in Dimensions

Chapter 3:

Saturday… 5:00PM… my personal treat time, My Little Pony: Friendship is magic it was a great show one I enjoyed along with some of my other treats – something I enjoyed and wouldn’t say I didn’t but not something you actively shout about when you’re a Director of a company. I certainly enjoyed it plus the fandom the world seemed so cruel to people and it had forgotten its ways, it was one of the main reason’s I made my own company, I’d gotten fed up with some asshole telling me to trick some old lady into buying things she didn’t need – I didn’t like the way sales had fallen, or most industries for that matter. – well that’s for my working hours than pony time I can think over my driving forces and ethics anytime I want but it was only once a week for a limited time I got to enjoy the adventures and story of the ponies of Equestria, fighting evil, learning more than pure knowledge, working in harmony and seeing the light as well as the dark to see something amazing… I had my Brony T-shirt of RD’s mane colours on a black background and some jeans not like my suits of the working week. I finished up the show amazingly Pinkie had been copied I have to admit she was one of my favourites then again it was damned hard to choose. I yawned searching ‘Bronies for good’ checking to see what charity they were helping this time, I’d bought the album and for good measure managed to get the office to donate via Samantha a fellow brony who had presented why it was a good idea to the office – I left it to a vote and fortunately we got to spend this year’s charity donation to them – not the largest sum of money but that is what happens when you don’t get larger profit margins as Jack would say not thinking about what his words meant to the majority of the office.
I closed the laptop opening my fridge I poured a glass of apple juice to quench my thirst drinking it down without a fuss and rudely belching after finishing it.
I decided to get an early night’s rest as I was feeling oddly tired, I looked around the empty house thinking to myself out loud “ maybe Kya’s right…” I smiled thinking back to only the last night where I found out my friends are to be engaged it was a good night, leaving the glass on the side I waltzed upstairs to bed falling into the bed the lights on, falling into dreamless sleep.

Sunday had risen its light and noise awakening from what seemed like a second of darkness – as always no dreams just darkness for the shortest time, Pulling the Duvet off me I took a long hot shower shaving, washing and scrubbing my slightly longer than usual dirty blonde hair, I found my glasses and put on a simple T-shirt and jeans with black boots. Taking my simple bomber style coat and my necessities I walked out the door grabbing my gym bag on the way out.
Tired, bruised and sore I stumbled back into the warm house from the cold outside returning from my weekly gym + sparring sessions. Turning the temperature up the boiler rattled into life the sound bringing the feeling of expected warmth soon to flood the house ring ring! I looked to my phone it was my mum; “Hey how are you?” I warmly responded “I’m good so when is my big boy coming home?” my mum’s voice was always warm and friendly more so since my company took off she was always one to worry “I’m just going to pack and then I’ll drive down tonight do you need me to grab anything at the shops?” It would be a long drive but it would be best if I could help out – she always does the cooking at Christmas, never letting me do it. “No we should be ok Josh is getting stuff for us when he and your sister come home on the 22nd and actually today and tomorrow I’m in Worcester so I will see you on the 22nd too.”
I chuckled “home alone then?” my mum’s annoyed tone became apparent “don’t you complain! I’ll see you Sunday then.” I quickly replied “see you Sunday then” “bye” I ended the call putting my phone on the sofa while I packed my things.

Around a hour later I had everything packed including presents, I lifted the main bag and the smaller backpack and opened the door to my house, leaving the door open I unlocked my car parked on the street, I opened the boot to reveal a large sports bag and roof rack attachments I put the bags down removing the roof racks and putting them in the back seats before putting the bags around and on top of the large sports bag already in the car. Soon the car was packed, turning my thermostat down to stop any freezing problems and making sure the place was clean I picked my phone back up off the sofa and drove out of London.