Monotony and Incriminating Evidence
Monday came and it was like every other Monday for Don, wake up early and head to school. He yawned as he walked into the Student Lounge with Derpy in tow, "I just want a good night's sleep, is that so much to ask?" He felt Derpy land on his shoulder, and made a quick glance at her. She was looking around taking in the sights and the size of the room, Don smirked a bit, her inquisitive nature and blissful ignorance of all the things going on in the world was amusing; in fact, he was a bit jealous. He came up to one of the cushioned seats and sat down, letting out a sigh as he leaned his head back. "You're free to explore, just don't go too far." Don said bringing his gaze back to her. "Okay" she said and began to fly off, "And don't break anything!" he called out.
Don sat for about five minutes in the silence of the union, he closed his eyes and relaxed. "I think I ought to take a nap right about now." He was about to nod off when a voice cut into his head. "Hey man, you ready for more ponies." Don's eyes shot open. "FOR THE LOVE OF- HOW DO I NOT REMEMBER TO STOP COMING HERE?!" Lewis dropped his backpack near a seat across from Don's and sat down. "Whoa, look at you with a blue-tooth headset." He said while bringing out his laptop. "By the way, you look like a tool." Don face was stoic, "Gee, thanks, that's just the kind of thing I wanted to hear in the morning." Don said. "Glad to help." Lewis replied putting on an amused smile.
The rest of the day went by without incident more or less, Don tried his best to stay awake in class for the most part while Derpy either drew on paper or listened to what the professors had to say. Sometimes he wondered if she understood at all at what the professors were talking about since this was one of the other forms of higher education, but then again, he knew Derpy was intelligent despite her...short comings.
The ride home was uneventful, no random calls from home to send him on errands this time, so there was just a straight drive. The lack of conversation today between the two put a lethargic mood to the drive. Don looked over to the passenger seat and saw Derpy laying down on her back and was sound asleep. He smirked and grabbed his MP3 player scrolling through it before reaching a playlist he entitled "Music for the Soul" and hit the play button. Although Don's preferred music of choice was Rock and Metal, he had a soft spot for Classical and Orchestrated pieces. He sighed and felt himself calm down, he also chose this particular playlist as to not to disturb Derpy. Melodic piano music began to play through the car's speakers, this had to have been the first time in a long time that he felt content.
Don nudged Derpy when he finally came to stop in his driveway. "Hey, wake up, we're home." Derpy slowly opened her eyes and yawned, "Huh, what was that Don?" she asked still somewhat disoriented. Don shook his head, "I said we're home." He replied while grabbing his backpack. Derpy stretched her wings and took flight and landed on Don's shoulder promptly laying down on her stomach. "Aren't you the lethargic one today." Don said. "I'm still waking up, give me a minute." Derpy replied. The two went inside and Don unceremoniously threw his backpack in a corner and sat down at his computer and sighed. The day was long and boring and Lewis trapped him into watching more ponies, this was one of those times where he wished he could disappear to an island or somewhere to relax.
He stared at the computer screen even though it was off, he turned and looked at Derpy who was staring intently at his phone, she approached it and touched one of the buttons. It gave off a beep that made her recoil with a small yelp. Don shook his head and went back to staring at the blank screen, "I really wonder why I have Derpy here, I mean, this has to be some kind of mistake or cruel joke the universe is pulling on me." His thoughts were interrupted when a voice called to him. "Don," he turned and saw his mom standing at the doorway. "Yeah? What are you doing here so early-" he replied only to be cut off. "What is this?" his mom asked bringing up a small silver package that was no bigger than one inch and thin. "I pulled this out of pants pocket when I did the laundry."
Don felt his blood run cold, "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?! WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING WITH ONE OF THOSE!? WHY WOULD I HAVE ONE OF THOSE?!" He stared at the silver packet as his mind scrambled for answers. "I don't know." he replied. "Did one of the guys give this to you?" she interrogated. "One of the guys? Did one of the guys give it to me? Was it Lewis? WHERE DID I GET THAT?!" Don swallowed hard and began his response. "I have no idea where I got that I swear." Don said. He noticed his voice held as much shock as his mom's did, "I am so dead And I still don't know how I got that." His mom eyed his suspiciously then looked at the small silver package again; deciding that enough was enough and she ripped it open.
Don on the other hand was in full panic mode and nearly died when she opened the item in question. It was a full three seconds before both of them realized she had just opened a moist-towellete packet. Don let out a huge sigh of relief and put his head on his desk, while his mom only started laughing at the whole situation. "Don't scare me like that." Don said. "How was I supposed to know this was a moist towellete? It had no logo or anything on it since I had washed it with your pants." Don ran a hand over his face, "Now I know where I got that, it must've been from when I went to the restaurant with the guys. I must have put one in my pocket and forgot about it." Don's mom laughed again, "Well, at least we know what this is. I had my suspicious at first considering that I have no idea who you're talking to all the time and I know you've had a girl in here." she said.
Don shook his head, "What? I've never had a girl-" he was cut off again. "Oh please, don't lie to me, you're always talking to someone and you scramble every time we ask questions. You know the rules around here." she said. "But I don't-" His mom waved a hand, "Never mind, and if you insist on breaking our rules at least give us grandkids with that girl you're talking to." She said turning to leave. Don turned back to the computer, "That's not likely considering that its biologically impossible-WAIT WHAT?!" Don shouted rounding the doorframe of his room. "WHAT KIND OF HORRIBLE THINGS ARE YOU TELLING ME?!" He only heard his mothers laughter in the kitchen. Don looked at Derpy who was on his bed, her gaze met his and she innocently waved. Several awkward and borderline lewd thoughts crossed his mind. "OH MY GOSH, NO! WHAT THE FUCK BRAIN?! THATS JUST SICK AND TWISTED! WHO THINKS ABOUT SUCH HORRIBLE THINGS?!" He stopped and looked at Derpy again and cringed, "I feel like I need an acidic bath to feel clean again."