Sonata hummed happily to herself as she walked into the Dazzling’s kitchen and opened up their chrome refrigerator. She pulled out a cardboard half-gallon carton of chocolate milk and continued to hum as she set it on the small black kitchen table.
It’s going to be a good day… She thought to herself as she opened the top of the carton. She turned and her eyes drifted towards the sink. Her happy smile evaporated in an instant. The sink, depository of all cups, plates, and silverware the Dazzlings used, was empty.
All the cups and plates in the sink are gone! Sonata gasped. Someone broke in and stole all the things we eat and drink out of! WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!
Sonata took a few calming breaths as she looked over the kitchen.
No… no… don’t panic… Maybe there’s a cup in that… er… that place some people put their cups in…
Sonata walked over to a cupboard and opened it. She hoped that her salvation would be there, but instead nothing but sorrow and emptiness greeted her as she stared into the bare cupboard.
Panic gripped her as she stared at void where she had placed all her hope. A hope that was now gone. Dead and motionless as it drifted through an empty nothingness, as bare as the cupboard was empty.
Sonata opened her mouth. She felt like she might scream.
No, wait! I’ll try the other place some people put their cups in…
Sonata opened the cupboard next to the one she had just opened. It was full of white plates and tall cylindrical glasses.
Sonata let out a high-pitched scream of terror.
A heavy sigh came from the living room. “What is it now?” Aria asked.
“ARIA!” Sonata exclaimed. “SOMEONE STOLE ALL MY SIPPY CUPS!”
“… Sonata, you moron!”
“YOU’RE THE MORON!” Sonata shouted back. “YOU’RE JUST PLAYING YOUR STUPID GAME WHILE I’M DOOMED TO WITHER AWAY AND DIE WITHOUT ANYTHING TO DRINK FROM!”
Aria let out a heavy, annoyed moan as she trudged into the kitchen. “Seriously, calm down! Your stupid baby cups are in the dishwasher! I needed to clean out the sink so I threw them all in there!”
“… We have a dishwasher?” Sonata asked. Her jaw dropped. “You washed the dishes?!” she added in disbelief.
“I had to! The goat kept on trying to eat the plastic cups in the sink!”
“Oh, right!” Sonata said. She suddenly frowned. “I… wait… Are you making fun of me?”
Aria simply continued to tap away at her tablet. “What the heck are you talking about?”
“SONATA!” Adagio screamed out from elsewhere in the house. “WHY IS THERE A GOAT IN THE HOUSE?!”
“WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?!” Sonata shouted back.
“BECAUSE WHEN SOMETHING STUPID GOES ON, IT’S ALWAYS YOUR FAULT!”
Aria rolled her eyes. “I NEED THE GOAT, ADAGIO!”
“… WHAT?!” The sound of heavy footsteps going down the stairs was heard. This was followed by the sound of a hooved animal going down the stairs. Confused and angry, Adagio soon appeared in the kitchen, her hair more of a mess than usual. “Why do you need a goat?!”
Aria folded her arms across her chest. “Because I’m studying it!” she said as if the answer was obvious.
One of Adagio’s eyes twitched as a waist-high black and white goat trotted up behind her.
Aria turned her tablet and showed the screen to Adagio. “I’m trying to increase my efficiency at Goat Simulator. I’m competing with a group of people online to figure out who could get the highest score in a limited amount of time and I figure actually having a goat would give me the edge.”
Adagio stared at the screen is disbelief. “HOW IS THAT A THING?! GHAAAA!” Adagio cried out in alarm as the goat began munching on her hair.
“Oh! Eating hair!” Aria said as she turned the tablet screen back towards her. “I wonder if I can do that in the game!”
Adagio turned and swatted the goat away from her hair. “ARIA! I WANT THIS GOAT OU—”
Sonata interrupted, screaming will all her might, “ALL MY CUPS ARE IN THE WASH AND I MIGHT DIE OF DEHYDRATION!”
Aria and Adagio cringed and covered their ears as they experienced being at ground zero for Sonata’s shriek attack. Startled, the goat bleated before running off into the house; this was shortly followed by the sound of breaking glass.
“Ow… What?” Adagio asked as she poked a finger into her ear.
Aria rolled her eyes. “Sonata’s freaking out because all her dumb baby cups are in the dishwasher.”
“… We have a dishwasher?” Adagio asked. “You did the dishes?!”
“I had to!” Aria cried. “The goat—”
“You know what?” Adagio said, holding up her hands. “I don’t even want to know.” She turned towards Sonata. “Sonata, just pretend you aren’t an overgrown toddler and use a regular cup for once.”
Sonata’s face turned a paler shade of blue. “A—” she swallowed “—regular cup?”
“Oh my gosh, Sonata,” Aria exclaimed as she lowered her tablet. She walked over to the cupboard which had regular glasses, pulling one out and setting it on the kitchen table next to the milk. “It’s no big deal. Hurry up and drink your milk so I can go back to gaming in peace.”
Sonata swallowed as she stared at the empty glass. She suddenly felt as if she understood the color of infinity, and it was a feeling that left her feeling hollow and insignificant.
“O… okay…” Sonata said as she slowly reached out for the carton of chocolate milk with both hands. With what seemed like tremendous effort, she lifted the milk off the counter. She tipped the carton, steadying the spout over the open cup. She let out a startled yelp as the brown liquid poured into the cup, but didn’t yield.
Aria and Adagio raised their hands up to their faces.
“For God’s sake, Sonata…” Aria uttered.
The brown liquid slowly raised to the top. Sonata let out a little squeak of concern as she pulled up on the carton. The liquid bubbled up until it was just above the top of the glass, but thankfully the surface tension kept the milk all inside the glass, but barely.
Sonata breathed a sigh of relief as she put the carton back on the table.
Adagio rolled her eyes as she placed a hand on one of her hips. “Now pick it up and drink it!”
Sonata felt her face turn hot, then cold as the air made contact with the sweat on her skin. Her hand shook as she reached out for the glass. Slowly, she opened her fingers so she could grasp the glass and lift it. Her fingertips made contact with the cold edges of the container.
Time seemed to move slowly as the glass tipped. Sonata could only watch in horror as the brown liquid began to pour out. Despite the feeling of slowness, the resounding ‘thud’ of the cup hitting the table came all too quickly. The deafening sound of glass hitting wood reverberated through the kitchen. This thick liquid inside the glass seemed to explode in all directions, flowing out from the glass as it continued to roll over the table, a seemingly endless river of brown that would destroy and drowned all in its path.
Sonata dropped to her knees. Clenching her hands together as she threw them in the air. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
“Oh my God, Sonata!” Adagio exclaimed. “Just get a paper towel and clean it up!”
Sonata hung her head began to weep bitter tears. “This is it… I’m done for… I’ll die without anything to drink…”
‘BUUZZZZZZZ!’
“Oh hey, dishes are done,” Aria said as she turned towards a black, rectangular panel imbedded in the kitchen counter.
Adagio raised both her hands, covering her face. “I can’t believe how much I hate both of—”
“BAAAAAAAAA!”
Adagio looked up as the goat charged forward. She barely had time to yell in surprise before the goat barreled into her.
Adagio, hon, you gotta either tie your hair up or get it cut. This is what happens when you live with two idiots.
Please tell me Aria named the goat Grogar...
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Are you sitting an a bunker somewhere just churning these out?
I get the feeling Adagio's hair being mangled every chapter or two is gonna be a thing... Okay!
Great
(How I picture Adagio reacts to seeing a glimpse of what it must be like inside Sonata's world.)
That was the most beautiful typo in what could very well be said to be the most "Sonata Sentence" in a story I've ever read to make me think of her literally opening up a cartoon to go with her GOOD DAY. Thank you for that.
The whole ghetto way these three live in is so... so very fun. Sippy cups are awesome. <3
EDIT: I'm starting to think though that the apartment they live in is actually a high class condo level apartment with stuff they can't comprehend yet. What with Adagio having a bathroom in her room with shower. Dishwasher. And fancy things like glass cups and actual plates that aren't made of foam material.
Sonata here makes Pinkie Pie seem sane and mature on all levels. Need to buy more sippy cups for the poor girl. She really does need them.
The minds of Sonata and Aria are mysteries inside enigmas.t5.rbxcdn.com/6c9fa0822579c03d1581667792f17f24
MOAR
My face hurts due to me grinning like an idiot. Thanks, Justice!
washer? dishwasher?
they?
and began to weep...
those sippy cups... you're making me like more the idea of Sonata being kind of a baby.
also, don't worry Sonata, if you ever have to use a normal glass again, you could use one of those silly straws that bend in all directions.
.....WOW. These are amazing!!! Seriously though,you have a talent for this.
Couldn't help but notice,the ''you're mine'' scene,you got it from my drawing with same name didn't ya? You're great! :D
....Then I read ''empty sink''........and realized......Sonata with the sippy cup!!!! OMG
Another reference to my drawing of Sonata with the sippy cup! Also thanks for crediting ;)
For last~
I got inspired by SkycatcherEQ comments and your stories and made a little draw for you of Adagio with the billowing bathrobe in the lilac lingerie~ So you might wanna check my Tumblr ;)
This was pleasently discriptive made it sound so serious when it was just a cup falling
10/10 would buy goat simulator
Sonata needs a brainectomy or something.
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That picture is glorious.
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Got these! Thanks!
5558172 They probably knew Grogar, back in the day.
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Heh, I just saw this on derpi. You beat me to it. (And there's nothing wrong with that at all. Love it. ;) That face though. Sells it.
When Sonata and Adagio have the exact same initial reaction to something, you something strange is going on.
A goat... I can't think of any coherent comment...
WTF and I thought Sonata was the only one to do something stupid nope Aria just join in
Seriously, Dagi, cut your hair.
Huh...I guess the goat hates Adagio after all. Poor Sonata trying to be an adult about her milk drinking
YES! JUST YES!
I loled.
5558955 Hey, Cat. Nice to see you here, too. Love your art.
The goats probably eating her hair cause it has tacos in it.
Wow, Aria is as crazy as Sonata
Also, maybe that Goat will convince Adagio to get a haircut
Aira plays Goat Simulator?
Headcannon accepted!
i love this story so much now
Perhaps Adagio will learn after this that 'baahh' means 'baahh'.
Sorry, couldn't resist.
5635567 I love your profile picture :D
Oh lordy loo, Sonata you goober XD
Nicely done
Two Irish men walking one day came across a well. Paddy says "I wonder how deep it is?" Michael says"Let's find out.", picks up a rock & throws it down. They don't hear it hit bottom so Michael says " I know lets throw this log down, we'll be sure to hear that." So down it goes, suddenly they hear a loud bleating behind them, turning around a goat is charging at them, they dive out the way just in time as the goat races between them trips up & goes down the well. The fellas get up dust themselves off looking bewildered, then they notice a farmer approaching, Paddy says "Shush about the goat, it's probably his." Farmer O'malley greets them "A fine day my lads, have either of you seen a goat around here?" The fellas look at each other & say to the farmer "No we haven't good sir." Farmer O'malley sighs, " Ah well, he can't have got far, he was tied to a log".
Ba-dum-tss!!
And the moral is 'Watch out for charging goats!'
Read that, thought of this:
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That's a very silly joke, perhaps overly silly, but I appreciate that you told one nonetheless. I do love comedy routines. Here, now I wanna do one, bridging off your Irish men!
Donald Trump, an old Irish man, and a little boy are on a plane that's about to crash-land. When they notice that there are only two parachutes on the plane, Trump grabs one and says, "I don't know about you both, but I'm the president of the United States, and I'm getting out of here!" He promptly jumps out the door with the parachute on his back. The old Irish man turns to the little boy and says, "Sonny, I've lived a long life, and it would be an honor to finish so a wee 'un like you may live."
The boy smiles and says, "Oh, don't worry, sir! Mr. Trump just took my bookbag."
Shama-llama-moo-moo!
Flawless logic is flawless.
The sirens have a goat. Headcanon accepted.
Sonata is squinting her eye and turning off and on and on and off the light.