Hello again everyone. Im back and bringing to you, the reader, another chapter. Like last chapter this is mainly for furthering my skills in social settings. Just a reminder. Anyway, for tomorrow my family I going back home due to my grandfather being un-smart and falling off of the front steps. Seriously, this man, my grandfather, can barely finish a happy meal™ for Christ sake! Anyway, this story seems good. I already got a review at around 9:00 and I was so ecstatic! It was actually a heartfelt review! I gotta say, that those kinds of review's are better than the popcorn that im eating as I write this. Now then, let's start this stuff *lights a cig*? What? Im 17. Im actually six days away from 18, so fleck off if you don't like this. Now then *ahem* *poof*
It had been an hour and I had given each of them some cloths that I had on hand. The raven was pecking at the zipper when I handed some cloths to the dark tanned one who was taller than everyone else by a foot. She and I were eye to eye. Then when I handed cloth to the two smaller ones. The one with pink hair and the one whose hair could make someone have a seizure. It was a rainbow, and she looked extremely athletic. And almost on par with the blond tan girl in muscle size. They were each untrusting in their own ways. Well. All accept one. She was extremely … bouncy. And energetic. Her size seemed to be about a D or a C cup. … Wait… am I seriously getting turned on by six girls, who are naked, in my house, when I am sure I locked my front and back door. I think I might be which is odd.
I escorted them down to my living room, which was big enough for several other things such as a pool table, a chess/checkers board, several consoles such as Nintendo™ and Microsoft™ items. I had every console that came out after the Nintendo 64™ so naturally I had a large flat screen TV with surround sound, and a large cabinet chock-full of video games. The first three sat down on my couch, the one with elegant purple hair layed down upon a small stress bed. And the last two, the pink hair and the purple hair, sat down on my gaming futon. I took my seat in the large-backed leather chair. it was around 11:30'ish. The grandfather clock was a bit worn down, so the time telling part, the clock face, was well worn and the numbers were starting to fade.
"So. Where to start, eh?" I said. I had over five titanic loads of questions for these six, yet only one came to mind at that moment. "How exactly did you enter my home, if I may so ask?" I asked. Time was slowed down for what seemed like hours until the small purple haired one spoke out "we don't exactly know how or where we are. If it's anything, can we at least know where we are? And can we maybe get a name?" she said. I merely marveled in the sentence she spoke of. 'They don't know where they are? For fucks sake, were they high when they came in? No, I definitely would have smelled weed or seen dots on their arms if they were druggies. And the pink hair seems like she wouldn't even touch a drug unless it was prescribed. I sure as hell hope this is some goddamn prank from Joshua.'
An old friend of mine who tends to break in and just "hang out" in my home until his parents have calmed down. Twice I've told him to try and not leave his parents, but he does. Whenever a friend's parents allow a 'sleep-over' he normally stays for a day or two. And he eventually leaves, even though he says he'd prefers to stay here, since im rich and can just drive to a store and buy more food and drinks.
"You say that you don't know where you are, or even how you got here? Are you entirely sure?" I asked, receiving all six heads giving a nod. I gave a shaky breath through my nose. How was this possible? "Well, how did you get in here. I am more than sure that my doors were locked?" I said, calmly getting up to light the fireplace, taking out my Zippo™ and a few thick logs and a bit of dead plants with some newspaper. As I lit the newspaper, the dark-purple haired one then asked "darling, If I may ask, you wouldn't have anything to drink, now would you?" she asked. After I got the fire going, shutting the small screen that kept animals and infants from going into the fire. I turned around to look at her directly and nodded. I promised I wouldn't hurt them, and I won't do any "unjust punishment" on them. I walked over to the door that led to the large kitchen. "What would you all like?" I asked, one arm holding onto the door frame.
the rainbow haired one then spoke up first, just as dark purple was about to say something. "You wouldn't have any cider here, would ya?" I nodded. It was not Christmas yet, but it would be in several months. And I kept a keg of cider in case I felt in the mood. After I nodded two things happened, rainbow hair fist pumped the air in excitement and the blond haired girl just shook her head in a disappointed way. I had a feeling something was bad about the cider. I then received a face full of pink hair and vibrant blue eyes. "Hey?!" I said weakly. One minute she's on the futon, and then the next she's in front of my face. … I'll just ignore that ever happened … for now. "You wouldn't have any maple syrup, would you?" the pink haired blur asked, suddenly on the futon again. "Wha…? Never mind. Yeah I got maple syrup. But … why?" "'why', what?" she asked. "Why syrup?" she just giggled, quite cutely too, with a little snort at the end. "Why not, is the REAL question, silly filly." I was a tad bit confused. But I shrugged it off. Then purple haired pink streak said "water will be fine, thanks." then dark purple said "if you have a glass of fine chardonnay, than that will be fine." 'Fuck, a high price wine drinker. She might like the wine I have, but then again, she might not. I nodded and then looked at blondie. "Whatever ya'll have." hm so maybe a dads root beer for her then. I nodded and walked into the kitchen to grab the drinks.
{[(Time Jump: 30 minutes later)]}
I came back with a tray in my hands. Said tray held the drinks. Two bottles of dads root beer. one for me and the other for the blond, the bottle of maple syrup for the bundle of pink, the canteen of apple cider, a glass of ice cold water for pink streak, and an elegant crystal glass of Cabernet Sauvignon. A dark red wine that was imported from France. They all thanked me, although, I had to open the bottle of root beer for the blond 'gotta learn these girls' names I thought. I then had to open the canteen of cider for the rainbow girl. After handing it back to her, she started to greedily guzzle it down. As I sat down, I asked "so, may I learn the names of you six? I keep naming you all off by the color of your hair and its getting a bit annoying to do that." they all gave a good laugh. Then pink streak stood up and placed a hand on her chest. "Well then, I am Twilight Sparkle. These are my friends in order; Pinkie Pie "hello!" Applejack "howdy." Rainbow Dash "'sup?" And Rarity "evening, darling." I held up a hand, signaling for her to stop. "Hold up. You mean you six are from a television show?" after I said those words, they all gave me confused looks. Well, except for rainbow dash. She looked pissed off. Even more so than when I get angry. For a moment, they all looked to one another, before all turning their heads at the EXACT SAME TIME. I damn near pissed myself. Then again. I might be older than most of them by a year or two. Hm? How do I know about my little pony? *grunt* Joshua has this strange obsession with it. I asked him once and all he said was 'a world with barely any form of violence. A world that's so new and refreshing from the normal hum-drum of earth? I honestly wish I lived there.' and after watching season 1 through 4 I can see why he wants to be there. All it is is a few trivial tasks and then another villain comes out of nowhere and gets beaten, quite quickly.
"What Television show?" twilight asked, her eyes unblinking, looking for answers. Sighing, I got up and walked to my left until I grabbed a laptop and entered my password, bringing up YouTube and then finally I brought up my favorite episode labeled 'Daring Don't' and slid it around on the table. All of them were transfixed as the show started up and began to play. After twenty two minutes, the episode ended. And by the end. All of them were looking to me and the laptop, all wearing faces of 'what the fuck' and 'answers. NOW' fixed to their faces. I could only look back, giving a blank face that was devoid of amusement. Their faces alone spoke volumes to me. They were acting surprised. And most of all. They didn't seem to lose the faces of surprise that lied behind their stonewalled expressions. It took me all of a minute after the show ended that they were the real deal. And I could tell I had some explaining to do. And I am bad at explanations. You know. Sometimes, life is nice enough to throw me a bone. But here. No, life was withholding that bone. I have only one word that describes the situation at this current moment. Fuck.
Hey everybody, im back. This story is getting better. But I feel like its absolute crap. But hey, they say 'you are your own worst critic.' so im just going with the flow right now. Oh and btw, my grandfather got out of the hospital with a broken shoulder. I worry about him sometimes. Anyway, I'd like to thank NoobKillerPat2011 for leaving that Review. That gave me enough will to write today. And that is really saying something, because it's rare when I feel like writing two days in a row. Normally its day on, day off, day on. But I digress. Anyway. Im going for now. I'll see you all when next chapter comes out.
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