Chapter 5: Problem Solved

As I sit here, waiting for my turn to impress the newest Wonderbolt, I try to think of how my plan, that I thought of five minutes ago, would work. What would I say to Ms. Dash? How would I propose such an idea to her? Would she even consider it? I don’t see why she wouldn’t. It’s not like the Wonderbolt’s couldn’t afford to pay for two salaries. Besides, two heads are better than one, right? Even with that particular thought in my mind questions still seemed to plague me. Would the other Wonderbolt’s be jealous of Ms. Dash if she had two caretakers? I don’t think that anyone on this team would stoop so low as to harbor jealousy but then again, I should not act is if I know anyone on the elite team of stunt pegasi.

As my mind tried to come up with each and every question possible, I thought of one particular query. What if she didn’t like my idea and therefore saw both of as unfit specimens for the job? In theory she could just pick another candidate who could actually meet all of the required tasks.

Then again, it seemed as if she had eliminated all the other interviewees. Maybe she had finally narrowed it down to two people even though she knew nothing about either of us. I suppose that she was just hoping that one of us would fit the necessary roles. Obviously, both Chloe and I don’t exactly fit.

As cheesy as this may sound, we’re like two pieces of the puzzle that fit to form Rainbow’s maid. Okay, that sounds a little weird and it makes me think of us as some weird looking deformed creature that fits together to form a weird looking, but less deformed, human puzzle. Yeah, Chloe and I were like a human puzzle.

I decided that it was best not to let my mind wander off to such creepy images and that I should probably focus on the task at hand: preparing for the interview.

With my mind now more focused, more questions started to fill my mind. Would it actually even be possible for her to have both Chloe and I as her servants? I know that there is only one maid’s room in each of the Wonderbolt’s quarters, and that would be extremely awkward if Chloe and I had to share. I know that they won’t renovate an entire section of the head quarters just to fit in two people when only one person would be necessary. With this in mind, it is obvious that I have to convince Rainbow Dash that both Chloe and I would be better as a team.

As I tried to think of ways to get Ms. Dash to see that neither Chloe nor I were completely useless, the doors that lead to the ‘interview’ hall opened.

The tiredness was evident on both of the females' faces, and, as if on cue, both of them let out a yawn that seemed to go on forever as they walked past the doors and into the lobby. I could see that their eyes had bags under them due to the lack of sleep. Chloe’s posture was so low to the ground it seemed that the effects of gravity on Earth had tripled, at least for her. Rainbow Dash’s wings, which were normally folded, hung at an odd and uncomfortable looking angle, but she did not seem to care. They both dragged their feet as they each slowly made their way to a chair and plopped down. It was as if all their body parts besides their heads had gone to sleep. Why wasn’t I as tired as them? I looked up at the clock to see that it was currently 2:36. I hadn’t even realized that it was so late.

I looked back to the two sitting in the lobby and Chloe gave me lazy smile with half lidded easy that threatened to close at any second. I looked over to Ms. Dash to see that she was already asleep, slumped on the chair. Chloe followed my eyes and saw that Rainbow was asleep and let out a small chuckle. She made no attempt to wake her up or even leave the building as she decided to follow in Ms. Dash’s footsteps. I sighed, got up and slowly crept over to where Ms. Dash was currently sleeping. I stood above her and slowly moved my finger to poke her in the shoulder. I got no response besides a shudder and a cute little snort. I poked her a few more times, but again I did little to wake her. I decided to go with a rougher, and hopefully more successful approach, of waking her by grabbing her shoulder and shaking her like she was in an earthquake.

BIGGEST. FUCKING. MISTAKE. EVER.

As soon as her beauty sleep was disturbed I got a quick and powerful backhand to the face. Luckily the blow had just missed my nose but instead split my lip. I fell to the floor, cursing like a sailor while holding my lip in utter pain. This hurt WAY more than it was supposed to. I looked up to see Ms. Dash standing over me, with her knees slightly bent in what I could recognize was a fighting stance. She looked down at me with her war face, ready to kill just about anything until she realized that it was me that she had just bitch slapped. Her face changed from one of rage to a caring, almost mother like face in an instant.

“Oh-my-gosh,Oh-my-gosh,Oh-my-gosh! I am so sorry! I took a mixed martial arts classes a while, and now I snap in to defense mode every time I wake up roughly. Are you okay?”

She extended her hand, pulled me up and rushed me into the ‘interview’ hall bathroom before I could respond. As I washed my face clean from the blood and applied a paper towel to my lip, she told me to wait here and left the room.
Another question popped up into my head while I waited for her to return. If she took mixed martial arts and could be ready in almost an instant then why did her servant have to double as a bodyguard? Before I could answer my question, she came back with a First Aid kit. She took out a bottle of funny looking liquid, put it on the bathroom counter, and gave me a worried look.

“What’s that?” I asked, worry lining my voice. I always hated that stinging sensation from antiseptics.

“This will help heal your lip and kill any germs on it,” she muttered as she grabbed a paper towel and applied the liquid to the paper.

I looked from the paper to her and backed away slightly. I know I was being a bit of a baby about this but it was kind of her fault anyway.

“Come on it won’t hurt that bad,” she slid closer to me while holding out the now saturated paper towel.

“Well, I wouldn’t even need it if you hadn't done this.”

“Hey, I said I was sorry! Now let me fix it.”

I took a step back and realized that I had my back to the while. Nowhere to run now.

“Fine,” I sigh in defeat as she closes the distance and starts applying the liquid. It stung, but not as bad as I thought it would.

“See, that wasn’t so hard right?” She says with a smile and turns around to toss the paper into the trashcan, only to miss.

“Damn,” she walks forwards and bends over and I can’t help but notice the way that her flight suit tightly hugs her body and accentuates the curves on her flank. I quickly look away before I get caught staring at her. Again.

“So we should probably get this over with before it gets too late, right?” I give a small nod and she leads me out of the bathroom and down the hall to what I can only assume is the interview room.

We get into the room and as we both grab a seat she starts to open her mouth but I stop her by raising my hand. She gives me a curious look but keeps quiet for now.

“So, I just wanna make this clear, but you’ve rejected everyone besides Chloe and myself so far, right?”
“Umm…yeah, no one else really had what I was looking for.”

“But wasn’t the only reason that we all got this far because we fit the requirements on the list?” She could see the confusion on my face quite clearly.

“Oh yeah, the requirements,” she said with a little chuckle, “The only reason that the list was there was because Spits had suggested that I use it to stop idiots from signing up. Why would a maid need requirements? It’s not exactly a difficult job, and as for the bodyguard part, you can see that I’ve got that covered,” she said and pointed to my lip. We both shared a laugh which helped to ease the tension that I was currently feeling in the room.

Silence fell upon the room as I thought of a way to propose the idea of Chloe and I being a team. Well, might as well get it over with.

“Umm… I have a question”

“Sure… shoot.”

“Well, it’s more of a proposal. Even though you aren’t really using the list, I still assume you need a person who can cook for you,” she gave a small nod.

“Well… see the thing is… ,” she cut me off before I could finish.

“You can’t cook can you?” I nodded looking down at my feet like a child who was being punished as she continued, “but Chloe can.”

Before she could speak, I cut her off in turn, “Yes, so I was wondering if both Chloe and I could work for you?”

I quickly turned my head to the side and flinched as if I expected her to hit me, yet again. I slowly opened my eyes and turned to her to see her looking off into space, obviously deep in thought. We sat in silence for a few minutes before she finally turned to me with a smile on her face.

“I guess that seems like a good enough idea. Two heads are better than one, right?” I nodded extremely quickly, a grin also plastered on my face. “Besides I’m pretty messy. I could use two maids,” she said with a laugh as she stood up and left the room.

When we got back to the lobby, where Chloe was still sleeping, she turned around and shook my hand, “Well, it looks like you two got the job,” She looked to Chloe and laughed, “For now you guys should just pick a room and get to sleep. Work starts tomorrow at 8:30," with that being said she went to a hallway opposite the ‘interview’ hallway and off to a room with a bed.

I sat down and looked at the clock. It was 3:12. I contemplated between carrying Chloe to a room, and possibly having the awkward situation of her waking up in my arms, or just sleeping here in the lobby. Well, I’m lazy and the chair I’m sitting on now feels pretty comfortable.

Author's Note

Sorry this chapter took so LONG, I was busy with studying for my exams and all and I still I am studying them so the next update won't be out for a while.
Anyway, looks like Andrew and Chloe have finally been hired! Hopefully I can think of something good for Chapter Six!
As always, constructive criticism and a like are always appreciated!
Also, many thanks to my editor Vellik!
Thanks for reading,
T.X.B