Chapter 5

Java Bean took the hard apple cider and went upstairs before she was actually on the threshold of actually being drunk. With her she took Paisley, Zara and Cherry Swirl. They were about halfway up the stairs when Cherry stopped suddenly

"Oh, I forgot to turn the oven off," she looked to her sister and Paisley "go on without me, I'll be there in a bit." Cherry headed back downstairs. The lights were off in the cafe, the warmth came from the oven not the massive amounts of ponies coming through everyday. Without the busy ponies, without the lights, the cafe looked like it did when Cherry and Java first bought it.


3 years ago...

"And over here we have a lovely place you could call home." Said a mare with big glasses and a annoying lisp. Cherry was younger she was about 18. Java was 21. They decided to make a name for themselves away from home. Their mom, Koffee Cake, was telling them to stay at home and they could run a family bakery just like she always wanted. They, however, had different plans. Their mom was always pushy and looked for perfection, if they wanted to swim, they swam till they got the backstroke perfectly. If they wanted to bake, they would bake until they got the recipe traditionally perfect. So they decided to stay as far away from her as possible. And they were being shown the place across Milburry Road.

"Two bedroom apartments, the landlady who owns the place is always very nice. Two bathrooms, a sort of large kitchen. You couldn't ask for a place like this anywhere else with the budget you set. I'd advise you to take this offer. A rare find for a slot to be open, these apartments go fast." The mare said. Java was contemplating it, a nice place, but she wanted a place where she could keep an eye on her sister.

Cherry didn't pay attention, she was still shocked by the city itself. She looked around on the street. Most of the street was old and for sale, once owned by successful ponies who are now probably hotshot business moguls. She looked across the street and saw a place with big glass windows and walked over with curiosity, the door was open and she went inside. There was dust and plaster everywhere. Mostly painted white. She looked around and saw a kitchen just ten feet from the front door, letting the passerbys see who's making the food. Cherry thought that this would make a perfect spot to set up the cafe that she and her sister wanted.

The door swung open, and there stood an pissed off Java Bean.

"I told you to stay next to me and not wander off." Java walked up to her sister.

"Java! Look at this place, we could set up the cafe here" cherry knew her sister was annoyed and tried to lighten the mood

"Are you kidding me?" Java said, in disbelief of her sister's actions

"No, I'm not. We could actually se-" Cherry started

"I was talking about you and your attitude." Java interjected.

The real estate mare looked at the situation and stayed quiet. As much as she needed for them to sign the contract she loved a good drama and quietly watched the scene unfold.

"What? What did you think I would do? Think I would get here and just think that 'hey, found the perfect place for us to set up shop but why should I even bother telling you and we should just spend a lot of money later in life just to get this place?' "Cherry asked half joking. If anything she wanted to get this place now before anyone else took it.

"Cherry, so help me, if you do not behave I will take you back to mom. Do you understand?" The tone of Java's voice and threat scared her sister to the core. Cherry didn't say anything, she just sighed and agreed with her sister. Being the younger sibling may of had its perks, but that was a long time ago. Now, she is constantly ordered around and is always told to never leave her sister. Life wasn't fair, but then again, it didn't help that her mom was always so pushy.

Java sighed in response to cherry and looked at the real estate pony.

"So, how much us the place?" She asked cheerfully. Cherry looked up, half expecting her sister would choose the other place instead of this one, she smiled.


Cherry still looked around, at any rate she loved her sister more than her own mother. Koffee Cake was always trying to sell the cafe and have her daughters stay at home. The negativity suddenly got to Cheery and she shook herself from her thoughts. She walked into the kitchen and turned off the oven, and the hinges on mail slot on the front door squeaked. Cherry nearly jumped out of her skin and tried to steady her breathing. She heard a voice, a male voice, talking to her.

"Cherry? Cherry?" It was Postal Stamp, it was late and he had come by the cafe after hours. Cherry walked over to the mail slot and bent down to the height of it to see the Mail Pony.

"Mr. Stamp? What are you doing here? And this late?" Cherry looked almost exhausted but she was trying not to snap. Post could see this and let the dissapointment seep in.

"Oh, sorry. I hadn't realized. I'll-I'll just be going." He let go of the mail slot and started to sulk away. Cherry realized what she'd done and unlocked the door and ran out.

"Wait! Wait a second!"

"No, it's fine. I was bothering you at the wrong time." Post kept walking. Cherry caught up and stood in front of him. He wouldn't look at her.

"No, you're not bothering me." Post tried to keep walking, cherry stopped him the only way she thought she could at that moment. A hug, she hugged him till he stopped walking all together. He looked down at her with shock. She looked up at him.

"Can we start over?" She asked. Post didn't see how he had a choice, her big eyes and lovely complexion was just calling his name. And he was okay with that, so to try again he smiled and looked back at her.

"I'd like that."