Pipsqueak and Feather: High school days
BZZZ BZZZ
Oh bloody Alarm Clock, not now. I Swing my hand over to the sound until I remember that I put the alarm clock on the other side of my bedroom. I decide to just leave it for now I’ll just sleep in for a bit
“Pip sweetie get up it’s your first day of high school.” My mom says as she opens my door. That is today huh……well bollocks. When she turns on the light I think that I went blind a little.
When I finally got up I went to go take my morning shower. When I was getting dressed I made sure to grab my favorite Darkblade Hooves t-shirt, no matter what someponies say of him, colt can sing. When I went to go put my mane up in its now trademark spike I heard a voice from behind me.
“Geez Pip you take longer than a mare to get ready.” The voice could only have one owner, my best mate Featherweight. As it became a tradition since I had moved to Ponyville, depending on who woke up first one of us would go to the others house in the morning so we could both walk to school.
“Oi quite mate.” I said back to him in a joking voice, I guess that we had been this way for a while now; he would think that I was taking too long getting my hair spiked and he would take too long picking out a shirt.
“I think you might want to hurry dude, I left Chowder in your room and the last thing I seen him reaching for was your bass.” Featherweight told me as I was getting the finishing touches done. OH DEAR CLEASTIA NO! I don’t let too many ponies touch my bass not even my own family, this is bad! I quickly dashed into my room tackling Chowder to the ground.
“CHOWDER WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT MY BASS!” I yell at him to the point of my parents are yelling at me to quiet down.
“To um…..not touch it….” He says his voice getting quieter as he speaks.
“AND WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO CHOWDER!” I yell at him even louder, while Feathers is trying to get me calmed down
“I touched it...” He says almost as being as quiet as that pegasus mare Fluttershy.
“PIP CHILL WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE SOON.” My pegasus companion yells to me. Well bloody hell things just don’t want to work out for me today
“FINE, you’re off the hook for now Chowder.” I say to the chubby pony. And with that we rush out of the house and off to the first day of high school…..this is not going to end well.