Have another sneak peek! · 12:14am Apr 7th, 2023
After a very long break, I've finally come back to writing! The next chapter is coming along nicely, albeit a little slow. Here is a small snippet for you. It's nothing grand or anything, just something to show after my hiatus.
At long last, we headed back up to the apartment where Vagabond was waiting for us. That stupid smile told me he knew exactly what had happened and I wasted no time throwing a shopping bag at him. Collapsing on the sofa, I suddenly felt very tired. It was a strange feeling to be so relaxed and safe. I listened to my companions talk with each other about the day's events and what the plans were for the future. Their words were beginning to fade away as the blissful nothingness of sleep washed over me.
The door to the apartment swung open and a middle aged pegasus trotted in. Upon seeing us, she started reaching for a baton strapped to her side, but stopped when Honeypot stepped forward.
“Hello, Mother, I didn’t think you’d be home this soon. These are my friends, Vagabond and Wild Chains.”
The white stallion waved with a pleasant smile, which was not returned, and I just stared at her. She didn’t look anything like her daughter. With orange fur and a peach colored mane, she was a stark contrast to Honeypot. Even her cutie mark, a red leaf blowing in the wind, was just as warm and bright as her coat. The only similarity between them were their dark eyes.
“Wild, Vagabond,” Honeypot continued. “This is my mother, Autumn Breeze. She works as a security guard for Tenpony Tower.”
A few things had caught my eye just then. First, I noticed how rigid the purple pegasus stood under her mother’s intense stare. Second, Autumn Breeze took a bit too long to relax and move away from her weapon. She seemed on edge, like we were going to ambush her at any second. Third, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I did not like this pony. All thoughts of napping faded as I sat up and scooted to the edge of the sofa. A tense moment passed before Autumn Breeze sighed and shut the door behind her.
“Well, if I had known we had guests I would have stayed out longer. But what’s done is done. Since you’ve already made yourselves at home I guess you don’t need me to tell you so,” she said, moving past us. She didn’t say anything else as she made her way towards the one room I had been questioning before and disappeared inside.
I released a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. It was clear there was some heavy tension between mother and daughter. How surprising, I thought sarcastically.
Hot damn, you're alive!
Woooooooooooooooo!