I cruised around the grocery mart with a shopping cart. Of course, due to my immature nature, I had one foot resting on the shopping cart while I pushed myself along at a rather fast speed.

“Wee, wee, wee” I chuckled to myself. There wasn’t anyone around to see my immaturity so I decided to let loose a little. I came to the fruits and vegetables section and quickly began to fill my cart with an assortment. Mostly apples and oranges but I tossed in some bananas and a watermelon. “An apple a day will keep the doctors away… or maybe it’s a gun” I chuckled to myself

I pushed the cart along until I reached the bread and began to toss some bread into my cart. From the looks of the groceries I could already tell this would hit my wallet pretty hard but I made enough money that it wouldn’t really be all that bad. My stomach grumbled. I hadn’t really had enough to eat this morning but I was on a schedule.

I began to mutter a tune to myself as I tossed more goods into my shopping cart.

'She says her love for me could never die'

'That’d change if she ever found out about you and I'

'Oooh but her love is cold'

'Wouldn’t hurt her if she didn’t know ‘cause'...

I continued on singing to myself as I tossed some canned pineapple into the cart along with a jar of peanut butter.

'When it gets too much'

'I need to feel your touch'

'I’m gonna run to you'

'I’m gonna run to you'...

Suddenly a voice called out to me. “What’s that song you’re singing? I’ve never heard it before” asked a mare as she walked over. I recognized this mare. She was that DJ, Vinyl Scratch I think her name was.

“Oh… it’s 'Run to you'” I replied and she raised an eyebrow as she lowered her glasses.

“I’ve never heard that song before. Who sings it?” she asked. I was about to say Bryan Adams but then realized she’d have no idea who that was.

“It wasn’t published… well not in Equestria anyway” I told her and her face suddenly brightened up.

“So… it isn’t copyrighted?” she asked with excitement in her voice.

“No, not here anyway” I told her and she gasped and rushed up to me.

“Please, sing the rest” she said as she took out a notepad.

“I don’t know if it would be your style. It really isn’t a dubstep song” I told her and she looked to me with a plain expression. “I’m just saying… and besides aren’t you a DJ? Don’t you play other ponies’ music?” I asked and she sighed again.

“Please? Just sing… for me?” she pleaded. I let out a sigh as I rolled my eyes and I tried to remember the lyrics to the song. I began to sing the song, a bit terribly, going along with the flow of the music that played in my head.

“Yeah… yeah… hey thanks. If I become famous I’ll have to refer you” she said then quickly trotted off with a huge smile on her face. ‘Copycat’ I thought to myself as I continued to shop and began to sing the lyrics to a different song.

Finally I got enough groceries then proceeded to the checkout. Sure enough the final cost came to 403 bits. These groceries would only last me through the week but at 16 bits an hour and ten hour days it evened out pretty well.

I got several bags and stuffed a lot of the groceries in my coat then proceeded home.

Once I got home I put a lot of the groceries away but before eating I did a quick stretch and a little workout. Only two sets on the bench-press with 250lbs loaded and three sets with 40lb dumbbells.

After my short workout I walked into the kitchen and made myself breakfast, or well I guess now it was brunch. I fried up some potatoes and rice. I also sliced some apples and oranges with a head of lettuce for a salad.

Christ, am I ever glad that I scored a good job or I wouldn’t really be able to afford all this food. I began to suck back the meal and before I knew it, the meal was gone. I was still hungry but knew that I had to conserve my food or I’d start putting myself into debt if I bought groceries twice a week.

I let out a sigh then changed into just my boxers. I walked over to the bedroom that I had converted into my personal workout room. It was roughly 7:30am now so I had quite a while to spend working out but I’d have to stop early at about four to go to the spa and get a massage for my back. Usually the spa treatment was around fifty or so bits for a massage. Though sometimes I splurged and spent three hundred for the full treatment which included the sauna and the mud bath and all that other great stuff, but only sometimes.

I continued to work out for the entire day, only stopping to make myself a shake comprised entirely of berries and fruits with some milk and eggs though I had to add a couple more eggs than usual to keep up my protein levels (And my cholesterol).

My watch finally beeped and I looked to it, 4:00pm. I let out a deep breath of exhaustion as I turned off the treadmill.

Sweat beaded down my face and drenched my body. I walked into the washroom and gave myself a quick wash but only a two minute rinse in rather cold water to wash away the rather foul smell.

I quickly dried myself off and grabbed the wet clothes from the washing machine and put them in the dryer. I grabbed my clothes I had used from this morning’s run and slipped them on before turning the lights off in the house.

I checked the time, 4:12pm. The spa generally closed around 6:30 or 7 on Saturdays so I could go for a quick jog until 4:30. I embraced the idea and began to do a brisk jog around Ponyville. The flaps on the trench coat dangled about, it really wasn’t meant to be used as exercise apparel.

The jog seemed to blow time by rather quickly and soon it was 4:30pm. I made my way over to the spa only to be disappointed. The front sign read ‘Closed’. I swore quietly to myself then decided I could always come tomorrow and just jog home and work out some more.

I sighed to myself as I jogged home. Damn, I was really looking forward to a massage. My back still stung and burned from exertion and stress but I’d manage for the time being.

Author's Note

Wow... well this turned wildfire pretty quickly. I have to say, thanks to all the readers who made this possible, now I know what you're thinking 'He's just saying that' but seriously, you guys motivated me to continue the story. Originally I was just gonna have him bone Lotus and have a quick little story but then when it became rather popular I figured, 'Meh, might as well make it a little bit longer' So thanks to the readers, (Tips cowboy hat) damn I wish I had a picture of me tipping my hat for you guys and gals