Hey, again. Yeah, I know I have been updating quite quickly, haven't I? Well, I hope to keep up the streak. It's hard today to get it up cause my peaceful writing spot has been overcome with blasting dubstep. My bro hooked up his laptop full of balloon party and that stuff to the stereo system. I had to relocate! Lets hope I can get it up!
FireBreath5150: Yes, TF2 is indeed fun. I'm trying to do this subtle, but it's not my best spot for writing. Thank you.
ShiningShadow1965: Thank you! Yes, his anger will be fun to write!
On to le story!
I stood outside of the house that was to occupy me until. . . well, I truly don't know when. I might move again, or I might die. Anyway, it's where I'll live.
This place was understated when the dealers told me it was perfect for a pub. It might just be pub heaven! At least, from the outside.
It had a nice look if it were a winery. Vines crawled across the cracked styled bricks up the building. It was two stories high. The door was made of old styled dusty wood. It was held up by steel. It had the eye hole thing that you pull open at the eyes to see if people are outside. When I opened it, I took notice that the interior was complete of wood. It had four tables that sat around ten people a table. There also where some benches and a stage with lights above it. There were old styled candles and chandeliers around. It was set with everything a pub needed, including a wooden counter, with the exception of the alcohol.
I found another wooden door behind the desk at the far left of the pub. When I opened it, I found stairs. This must be the upstairs. I climbed the stairs until I cam to an attic. It was shaped like a triangle. I saw one bed, a table by it to set things before sleep, one window, a chest at the end of the bed and a dresser. There was another door. It probably went to the bathroom.
"Now I just need to do some business things. Like, find a name for the pub. . . and where to buy the alcohol," I told myself. I then remembered two ponies I had met here already.
"That Applejack is a fruit farmer. She probably knows some grape farmers, who know where to get wine! And that Twilight Sparkle. The mayor said she knows a lot about everything. I could probably go to her!" I exclaimed. I turned around and headed down the stairs, and out the doorway. I kicked the door closed. I then pulled out a key from my left pouch and locked it up. I put the key back. I took a minute to look at my new house. I was truly proud of it.
I turned around and met face to face with another pony. She had large blue eyes and a smile that was almost completely contagious. This pony had puffy curly hair completely Pink, along with her body. She had balloons for a cutie mark. I immediately knew who this was.
"Hello, pinkie," I said.
"Hi Night! Oh! It's been so long since I saw you last! That was what? Ten years, two hundred thirty nine days, three hours, sixteen minutes and fifty four seconds? No, now it's fifty five seconds! Fifty six, fifty seven, fifty eight. . . ," she went on. I shook my head.
"It's nice to see you again, too, pinkie. How have you been?" I asked.
"Interesting, even for me! I've had so many parties since you were gone and now I can have a welcome back to ponyville Night Waves party! Also, I've made so many friends! We've been on so many adventures together, like the ones you and I had the two weeks you were here! Like, there was this one when Twilight Sparkle came to town, and we defeated evil and I found out I was the element of harmony Laughter!" she exclaimed. My jaw dropped.
"You're an element? I want to meet the rest!"
"Sure! Follow me!" she started walking the way I came. I followed her. "So, how have you been?" she asked.
"Well, nothing was as fun as it was when I was her ten years ago. But, I've met some really cool people. I'm retiring here to ponyville. I'm going to live in the house I locked up. I'm opening a pub there," I informed.
"Cool! I'm not really one for alcohol like sarsaparilla. But I do like the apple cider! Will you have apple cider? Oh well, I'll come anyway!"
"Don't worry, I'll have apple cider. I don't know where to get any of it, though. Do you have any suggestions?" I asked.
"Of course! Haven't you met me? Of course you have! It was a while ago. I know you can try down at sweet apple acres, but they have a special time that they specifically make it, so it's super duper special! They probably know somewhere you can get some, though. They're the apple family," she answered.
"I think I met two of them today. Applejack and Applebloom," I said.
We got closer to the tree house. I then noticed that there was nopony around. Anywhere.
"Hey, how has your. . . problem been?" she asked, turning to a glum and worried look and tone.
I looked at her and returned the expression. "Not good. I tried rehab groups, but they just keep telling me I'm wrong and asks me why I'm wrong. I know I can't stay like this, but the anger just regenerates itself. Even if nothing happens that's bad, when one thing happens, I just lose it! Although, if somepony apologizes in time, I spare them," I told her.
"Oh well. Oh! I can help! I love to make people smile, so if anyone does anything wrong, I can step in before you blow your steamy totally un-beamy top!" she suggested. I smiled.
"I would like that, Pinkie," we got to the tree house. "Hey, I was already here. Like, not too long ago, even," I said. She opened the door after giggling.
"Gentlcolts first," she said. Then she snickered and it turned into a huge laugh. I couldn't help but join in. after the laugh, I got up form rolling on the ground.
"Oh, pinkie. You're my best friend!" I said. She hugged me.
"I only try to make people happy!" we stopped hugging. She opened the door to a completely dark room. She whispered a word in my ear. I think she said: "I'm glad you're back, old friend," and then the lights turned on.
Hey guys! I actually got another chapter done today! Tell meh whutja think! I hope ya liked it! Fun Is in store here!