Wormhole
Wormholes; something we think of only in the weird world of quantum physics, a single point tear in the fabric of space-time. Most of us don't even really know what it is or care.
How terribly rude of me I've not introduced myself; I am Dex you may call me Dex or Dexter ok? Good now this is my story I do hope you enjoy it. If you somehow guess exactly who I am please feel free to private message me.
Also any persons described are by accident – all content from MLP and other stories / copyrights are not mine, I just thought I'd have a go at writing – a pure fan story
Chapter 1:
"You know I really should get back to work" I sighed as Samantha ordered a drink, she looked at me puzzled if slightly "how come hun?" she had a husky beautiful voice a perfectly curved figure, eyes that screamed 'drown in me' and lips that were always asking for attention. "Well I've got to get some more orders self employed isn't easy you know?" she giggled softly at me rolling her eyes she stood up and embraced me in a warm caring hug, I replied in kind a soft gentle hug. She waved me off blowing me a kiss before her boyfriend Nick came back just in time to get a slightly harder squeeze from me as I left the café leaving the two lovebirds.
I walked down the street towards my car I had managed to get one of those improbable free parking spots in London; I unlocked it got in and drove back to my office. As I walked into the office I got a few slight stares as the newer employee's realized who I was walking in with my English cut jacket and black trousers on my slightly rotund frame. I had my navy blue glasses on and my apparently clashing green hair; ever since I got my company off the ground I decided to wear, say and do as I please within reason of course. I walked into my office to find my accountant Jack "Oh for the love of peat… what's it now Jack?" I exclaimed he didn't like the way I did business he preferred the original idea, low wages, high profits and safety. I would too but I felt it was better to take another risk on my company (which I had starting the damn thing anyway) and see how my employee's found working for what I thought was fair.
"to be honest sir" he started only to be cut off by me "what did I tell you about calling me sir? – Call me Dex it's mah Name isn't it?" (Oh yeah south west UK accent…) he pushed his glasses up his face "Dex, honestly you have to make more money what happens if you suddenly go broke? What about a pension or greater investment for yourself why are you continuing to invest in you're employee's?" he looked sincere, it was one of the reasons I had hired him, he was honest but traditional when it came to business, gave me a good other perspective on how I ran things.
I pondered his point, holding my chin with my hand then I raised an eyebrow " so how about I invest elsewhere by re- financing the office building?" he raised an eyebrow as if to mimic me he slowly started "that… could work, I'd recommend something more… traditional perhaps property?" I nodded as I started my laptop up to start researching around the new investment idea; I knew Jack would have his own ideas and they would help me to formulate my idea. It was 4:00PM, a casual Friday and I had a lot of research to do left "well lets get cracking" I muttered to myself as Jack left my office with an unusual grin, I guess it wasn't that often he got his idea through to me, I almost kicked him out for suggesting to push our menial workers to minimum wage. I smiled thinking back to that incident, before quietly tapping away again.
The bustle and general office noise had died down by the time I'd finished researching the London property market, the office was quiet – there was a guy named Jerry slowly cleaning the place I could hear his brush sliding over the floor probably in the reception it sounded distant I yawned and tapped my slightly large gut as the feeling of hunger crept through my mind. I shut the laptop and placed it in my backpack with the cables before turning off the light and leaving for home "Night Man" Jerry exclaimed as he saw me leaving I smiled and waved to him as I left for the evening.
I did a little jig around the door in an attempt to get inside my house quicker from the bitter cold outside, I quickly took my jacket off and my shirt once inside and sprinted down to my thermostat to change the temperature inside to a more welcoming feeling. The house was simple, semi detached in north London, with two bedrooms it had enough space for me to entertain as I tried to do often and also it was cozy enough for just me, I began to rummage through my fridge and freezer eventually pulling out a frozen chicken breast some frozen peas and using some cheddar cheese to top it off. I sat lazily with the plate and ate it while watching some film of sorts I didn't pay much attention to it before doing my routine before bed; toilet, teeth, check email, check stock market, read news +science news, check personal emails and social media etc. Taking a look at my IPhone I noticed the time was 11:30PM before I took my glasses off and drifted into a dreamless slumber.