Memory
Chapter Four
The town was extremely different than at night. This was given though. You were looking around the town; you saw many shops, stands and houses. You decided to get groceries done first. First on the list were oranges, personally your favorite besides strawberries. Going down the list you were almost done, getting quality, but not expensive fruit, vegetables, no meat, but you quickly remembered that ponies were herbivores. You had one thing left on the list, carrots, you found this humorous. They filled the stereotype. You went to the stand. There was a line not too terrible long. After a while you get to the front, you bought the carrots from a girl with bright orange hair and yellow coat, quite the opposite of Applejack, was she a rival? Obviously not a big one if you were buying the competitors goods. After you buy it and walk away you hear someone, she was the last person in line.
"Oh my…You mean you're out, for sure?" She had a soft voice, which was so familiar it struck your heart. You look back. In this world of ponies she was far the most beautiful. A long pink mane, and light yellow coat. How could you possibly resist doing something stupid? You walk up to her.
"If you want, you can have mine, it won't be too much." You say with a light smile. She went defense mode on you, cowering like a sick dog.
"Oh…uhm, i-if it wouldn't be too much trouble." She almost whispered. Were you intimidating? Too straight forward? A million other questions flew through your mind. One of which was, why were you suddenly attracted to ponies?
"Certainly." You say, handing her the carrots, she thanked you and fled. You turn to the store owner, who merely shrugged.
After dropping off the groceries and explaining that they were sold out of carrots. You left back to town, with 40 bits left, your leisure money. You look around for places to relax, you see a spa, kind of girly you thought, but so was pretty much everything else. You walk into the spa, there were twins, one was at work, and one was at the counter. You looked over the menu.
"Not a usual, I see." One said.
"You could say that." You say with all honesty.
"Well might I suggest the fan favorite?" She said.
"How much?" you ask, not wanting to spend all your money if you have to.
"First one is always on the house, although if you are satisfied, then you could kindly donate." She said with enthusiasm. This place was way too nice, but you were going to be the last one to speak up about it.
"Alright." You agree and they take you to a message table, you don't recall ever being messaged but you could use it with all the stress. After this and a mud bath, you were totally relaxed. Every kink in your joints and muscles were worked out. When you went up to pay you put in 30 bits, you don't know if it was good or not, but currency was almost easy to grasp. They thank you and tell you to have a nice day. With yourself rejuvenated you wondered what to do with 10 bits. You decide to save it until you find strawberries. You couldn't help yourself; you take two boxes for the remaining money. You trot home and sit on the hammock set up outside, enjoying your food. Today was a day. You thought to yourself about the girl with the familiar voice. You stared off to the sky at the clouds.