It had been three weeks since I had ran away from home, taking my little brother with me. I wasn't sure where i was going to go, or how I was going to get there, but all I knew was that I wasn't going to give up until this nightmare was over. With no bits on hoof, I was forced to sell myself to random colts just to get my next meal. It was a horrible life, but it was my life, and I didn't want it anymore. There were nights when I'd lie awake and think about ending it all. But then I would start to think about what might happen to my brother if I wasn't around. I would end up crying myself to sleep over the whole thing.
It was an early morning when I woke to the sounds of my brother crying. I got out of bed and walked to his crib, "Shh, it's okay, momma's here."
"What's that kid going on about now?!" asked the colt lying in the bed.
"He's hungry, I'll take care of him. Just go back to sleep," I said, using my magic to grab my brother's bottle.
After about ten minutes, he fell asleep in my hooves. I laid him back in his crib and went back to sleep my self.
"Why do you even bother with him in the first place? He's nothing but trouble."
"He's my brother. Mom was too far gone into her own little reality to even take care of him. If it wasn't for that, your sorry ass wouldn't have gotten what you did last night."
With nothing more to say he went back to sleep. I kept lying there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what life would be like if mom cared about us anymore.
"Mom, Boombox is crying, can you check on him?" I called from down the hall. "Mom? Mom are you even listening. Check on him please, I'm really busy."
She didn't answer. She never did anymore. It was if we didn't even exist to her anymore.
I got up from the toilet and went to his room. He was screaming his head off for somepony to change him. I grabbed a clean diaper from his baby bag and changed him.
"What did you say Vinyl?" mom asked as she entered the room.
"It's taken care of now. No thanks to your sorry ass."
"Don't you take that tone with me young lady."
"Fuck you. For the past few months, me and Boombox have meant nothing to you. You're always off in your own little world, doing Celestia knows what, to even care enough to take some responsibility for your own two kids."
"Is that what you think?"
"You know damn well that's what I think!"
"I work my hooves to the bone trying to keep a roof over your head, food in your stomachs, and clothes on your backs. And this is how you repay me?!"
"You lying bitch, you don't do shit for us. You expect me to believe that you care, because I don't. You can fucking die for all I care."
Those were the last words I said to her.
The next morning, I went to the train station in order to get tickets for me and Boombox to go to Ponyville.
"May I help you?" asked the mare behind the counter.
"Two tickets to Ponyville please?"
"That'll be 150 bits."
I handed here the money and got on the train.
It was about two days later that we arrived in Ponyville. It was a quite town, everypony knew each other, and nopony judged you for who you were. It was the best place for me to call home.
I was walking down the street, gawking at everything I saw. Everything was beautiful. The items at the shops were hand made, the ponies were very friendly, and best of all, I finally felt at home. I walked into this candy store called Sugar Cube Corner to get my little brother something sweet.
"Hello dear, what'll it be for you?" asked the mare behind the counter.
"Two chocolate chip cookies please?"
"That'll be 2 bits. Who's the little guy?"
"This is my little brother, Boombox. And I'm Vinyl Scratch," I said handing her the bits and grabbing the cookies.
"I'm Mrs. Cake, I own this store, along with my husband."
"It must be nice to have a real job," I said with excitement in my eyes.
"You don't have a job?"
"Well, let's just say that my jobs are only an hour long and not really all that fun."
"Goodness, you can't mean..."
"Sadly, it's true. My no good mother didn't even care about us. I ran away from home and began to sell myself in order for us to have something to eat. I had finally gotten enough bits to buy us train tickets to get here."
"Where are you from?"
"Manehatten, not really the whole 'City of Lights' everypony makes it out to be."
"It must've been rough."
"Tell me about it. Well, I don't want to waste any more of your time. I'll be going."
"Now hold on a second. Do you need a place to stay?"
"I don't want to be a burden to you."
"It's no trouble. And plus, if we can handle Pinkie Pie's little antics, I'm sure you won't be any trouble."
"Who's Pinkie Pie?"
"She's a young filly who is staying with. She works at the shop as a means of paying us for letting her stay here."
"Is she really that much trouble?"
"No, no, she's not a bad child. It's just she sometimes goes a little overboard with things."
"I think I can handle her. Thanks for the offer, I'll take you up on it."
"Wonderful, just go up those stairs and your room will be the first door on the left. You'll be sharing a room with Pinkie."
"Thank you."
I walked up the stairs. I couldn't believe how easy it was to get a place to stay. I didn't even need to sleep with Mrs. Cake to get it either. I got to my room and pushed open the door, not prepared for what was going to happen next.
"Hello, is anypony in here?"
"Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie. I saw you come in here from the window of my room. Then I thought to myself, 'What could be better than just watching her?' I decided that it was going to be really great to meet you. Now here you are, in my room. Hey, what are you doing in my room anyway? Well, it doesn't matter, you're my friend, and my friends are always welcome in my room. Who's this little guy? He's so cute," she said, grabbing my brother from my hooves. Then her face contorted as she handed him back to me, pinching her nose, "I think somepony needs a diaper change."
I just laughed and took him to the bathroom.
When I got out, I walked back into our room and handed him back to Pinkie Pie. This was the first time I've ever seen Boombox this happy before.
"So, what's his name?" Pinkie asked.
"Boombox, and I'm Vinyl Scratch."
"It's nice to meet you both. Goochie goochie goo."
I gave her a smile, laughing with her.
"So, what brings you to my slice of happiness?"
I explained to her everything that I went through; how mom didn't care for us, how I ran away from home, selling myself to have a place to stay, and how I ended up staying here.
"That had to have been really hard on you."
"It was."
"Well, no need to worry anymore. You got ol' Pinkie Pie here to look out for you."
"Thanks," I said, giving her a hug.
I got too into the hug and I ended up giving Pinkie Pie a passionate kiss on the lips.
"WOW!" she said in surprise as I pulled away.
"I-I'm so, so sorry. I don't know what got into me."
"Hey, it's fine. I actually enjoyed it. You have just now become my first kiss."
"Look, don't tell anypony. I don't want anypony to know that I'm a fillyfooler."
"It's fine, I'm a fillyfooler, and you don't see me getting chased out of town."
I laughed.
"Vinyl, nopony's going to judge you for who you are. All they care about is that you are comfortable enough with telling them. It shows that you trust them enough to open with them."
"Um...Pinkie."
"Yes?"
"I know that we've only known each other for a little while, but, I feel like there is more than just a friendship connection between us."
Pinkie leaned in and gave me another deep kiss.
"I feel the same way," she whispered in my ear.
We kept kissing the night away. It was the best feeling that I could have ever imagined. This is what true love felt like, and I wasn't about to lode that feeling.