Note from the Author: The idea of starting this story came from the reviews... Believe it.
Donte walked in to the Spring-loaded Cafe holding Applejack's hand. "What do you want?" he asked, heading into the small line.
"Just some apple juice."
"Apple juice? Don't you want something more, grown up?"
"Do ya want me to hurt you?"
"Right, I'll shut up now."
The clerk had purple hair, with slightly different highlights. "Hi there, what would you like?"
"She'll take apple juice, and I'll have hazelnut coffee."
"Alright, I'll be right back." She was only gone a minute before she returned, "That'll be $7.43."
Donte took out only 3. Applejack had to comment, "You're short, aren't you."
"Nope."
"You only have $3..."
"Well," he snapped over the bills, "Not anymore." The bills turned to 10s. Paying with one.
"O...kay, here's your change."
They started to leave the line once they got their drinks, Applejack said, "See ya, Twi'."
Blueice watched from his own seat, "So that's why you didn't give me an answer."
"What, Mate?" Casey turned around, seeing Applejack and Donte, "Oh, yeah... I didn't want to upset you so..."
"No, it's cool, I get it. You didn't want my feelings hurt."
"Who is that bloke anyway?"
Dylan turned his gaze, since he was sitting with him, "That's Donte. An old friend of mine."
"Ah..." Casey said, turning away from the door as a couple young teens walked in.
"Come on, Ella, it's not a bad place," said Scootaloo.
"I-I know," Ella responded behind her, slowly walking, "I just, never been here before..."
"Neither has Sweetie Belle, but she's fine."
Sweetie Belle was almost shaking in her shoes, "Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine..."
"See?"
Ella's head looked up a bit, "Well, alright... I guess."
"Good. Now, what are we gonna do here?"
"It was your idea to begin with."
Applebloom immediately spoke out, "Hey, it's my sister!" obviously excited. The four walked up to her and her date, "Hey, Sis, what're you doing here?"
Applejack looked over, "A-Applebloom, I'm just hanging out with a friend here..."
"Hmm...?" she questioned... "Alright."
The four walked away while Donte asked, "Why didn't you tell her? Are you afraid or something?"
"No, I'm not embarrassed about being with you, just I don't want to tell her about dating."
"How old is she?"
"About 14."
"Yeah, odds are, she's already dated. If not, she knows about it, so no need to be afraid of speaking to her about it."
"Alrighty, Sugarcube."
" 'Sugarcube?' Already got a nickname for me, huh?"
She blushed, "Uh- no. I call a lot of people Sugarcube."
"Really? Name one."
"Well, there's uh..."
Donte snickered as he rolled his eyes, he looked across the cafe, seeing someone he knew. "I'll be right back, you ponder on that question." He stood up, walking over to Dylan, Casey, and Blueice. "Hey, Dylan, who're your friends?"
He looked up from his chair, Donte standing over him, "Donte, this is Casey, and Blueice. They asked me to join their little 'band'."
"What's with the quotes around band?"
Casey replied with, "We, haven't played any gigs yet. But I'm working on it."
Blueice spoke out of the, well, blue, "Hey, I saw you talking to Applejack, are you and her...?" Casey realized what Blueice was doing, he wanted a true answer.
He glanced back, "Well, kinda. She and I just started. So it's still a little rocky."
"So if someone better came along..."
"She could possibly be taken away."
Blueice got an idea, "Ah, I hope that doesn't happen."
"Ditto."
Dylan spoke to Donte once more, "Hey, did you realize Riley walking in with this girl?"
"Did he?" Donte looked around, seeing the two chatting away, "I guess he did, must have missed him." He thought for a moment, "Who is that girl though?"
"Hmm, I don't know," sarcastically started Dylan, "They walked in holding hands, they got a drink, sat down together, and are chatting their asses off. I think it's his sister."
Casey and Blueice laughed as Donte said, "No, I think she might be his girlfriend." Dylan facepalmed while the other two just laughed harder.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Just, just leave. You're embarrassing yourself."
"How?" Donte asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Dylan's head fell as if he was shamed, "Just leave, before I make you leave."
"Alright, whatever." Donte turned, getting another glance at Riley and Storm.
"Hey, I have an idea," said Riley.
"Yeah?" replied Storm, curious.
"How about we go out tonight? I have this friend that works at the Honey Willow."
"Is it good?"
"Yeah, I went like, 2 weeks ago. It'll be fun, you up for it?"
"Sure."
He reached for his drink with his right hand, unlike normal with his left. With his grip around the cup, he lifted it up slowly with a sharp pain in his arm. "Er," the glass dropped half a centimeter, as he pulled his arm back.
"W-What happened?" Storm asked from this sudden event.
"I-It's nothing..." He rubbed his right arm, slowly pulling up his jacket sleeve. Showing a huge gauze pad, covering most of the middle of his forearm, "Oh yeah, forgot about that..."
"What happened to your arm?"
"I was, free-running and I fell. My arm got badly scraped. It normally happens, just, not this big of a scrape."
"And you didn't first think about checking it out at the hospital."
"Have you seen hospital prices? It's gonna be a fortune just for an x-ray."
"It doesn't matter, we're going to the hospital." She grabbed his good hand, and practically dragged him out the Spring-loaded Cafe.
Note from the Author: Alright, sorry for the long update, I didn't know what to do for this story, but now I got a few plotlines in set as you saw. Now, I have on my profile a poll on if I should continue with the original way I was planning for this story, involving the main cast (from the show, not the OCs) about where they work. It's just something little, but it's the fact that it's an M rated thing. So I don't want to do it without you guys approving with your character in the same story as it.
Note, there is also another option that has "You can include my OC" or something similar. It basically means, that you wouldn't mind your character not only in the M rated work place, but would not mind if he/she was the purpose of one as well, if you get my drift. Now I don't plan for every one of you to say "Yes." So I think it'll just blow over like nothing, but figured you should be in the know, and decide it for me.