Java · 2:20am Jun 28th, 2015
Eyes bleary, DJ smacked the iCoffee and waited semi-patiently for the thirty seconds for the heating element in the machine to warm up the water so she could slap the coffee pod in and get her big mug of brown joy. I really need to get her the newest model, but she’s always like “Oh, that’s sweet of you, DJ, but really, I’m fine with what I have!” The humanized pony sighed. No, dear aunt of mine, what you mean to say is, “Oh, that’s sweet of you, DJ, but really, I’m fine with paying for overpriced white chocolate honey mochas at the local Sugarcube Corner, even if I have a lifetime discount!”
Finally, the screen on the machine stated that it was ready, and DJ moved into action like only a dedicated caffeine addict could. She popped the top open, slipped in the two coffee pods – pumpkin spice hazelnut, her current favorite for the moment – then pressed the BREW button as though she was smacking a giant red button labeled EASY. With that in mind, she walked over to Twilight’s kitchen, pulled out the creamer, walked over and got the sugar – I didn’t know that Sugarcube Corner had its own brand of house sugar, odd – then parked herself right in front of the iCoffee, watching as the steady drips of clear brown liquid percolated away from the chrome-and-black colored plastic machine towards the decently sized mug below. The violet eyes moved up and down like a game of NeoArkanoid, watching each drop fall, the basin they careened towards slowly but surely depleting its empty space….
Finally, after sixty torturous seconds, the machine chimed, letting its clientele know that it was open for business. And soon after, a very good attempt at breaking the non-Pinkie speed record for loading down on cream and sugar was made, followed by the first sip of ambrosia, as the caffeine molecules dispersed through her body to perform their heroic deed, etched down into the annals of java justice since before the dawn of time itself….
DJ allowed herself a private little squee as she enjoyed her coffee in the morning light, watching her eldest aunt’s dawn as it started to come up. Fine, I’ll admit it, she thought to herself, there are days when I can stand Equestria. I guess it’s like the saying goes? “Great place, but I wouldn’t want to live here.”
Except that was the problem, wasn’t it?
They would; by the end of the year, the four of them – her, Mike and their boys – would all be living in Northside Canterlot, in the house so generously provided by Twilight. Japan would be a memory, as well as Human-Earth, her home.
Or to hear that bitch Rarity, I’d be coming home, DJ grunted. She quickly brushed off the thought; she promised that she would try to keep things civil and besides, it was too nice of a morning to spoil by thinking of undeserving bitches who she was only related to by the most bare of concepts.
Besides, she had to make breakfast. She had a whole bunch of things planned for the day, and then they had to start wrapping things up so they could head back to Japan to finish out the boys’ year there before they headed back here. Hopefully by then the modifications would be made, and they’d be made correctly.
I guess I can lean on Sam for that. That would be another adjustment she would have to make: Her younger brother, Sam, was moving here as well, having accepted a job to create a national police force. Part of her smiled in pride at that; she’d always known her little brother was more than capable of being just a beat cop, something that he’d already proved when he moved to Hawaii. But despite the fact that Celestia had tapped him for the spot...well, the humanized pony thought that there was more than just potential nepotism by proxy involved.
I’m sure Celestia respects his talents, DJ assured herself. Honestly, I think Sam’s biggest problem is getting a girlfriend.
Hmm. Interesting. I take it this is from considerably further down the timeline?
(side note: I appreciate her problems. I make my coffee using caffeinated water, and use it to wash down the No-Doze caffeine pills each morning...)
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Yeah, it's from the upcoming chapter.
The irony
:SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE:
“Hey Sam, here's that sheet music you wanted.”
“With the full lyrics?”
“Yuppers!” Pinkie grinned. “And I really like the words, too!” She sang in her unmistakably cheerful voice:
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine!”
She paused and scratched the back of her head. “Who's this for, Sameroony?”
DJ's brother blushed a bright red. “Oh, nopony in particular.”
“Yeah! I'm sure it is!” She winked and pronked lightheartedly away, all the while humming the wedding march.
I'm going to be mad if Sam doesn't sneeze after that comment.
Sorry folks, the next chapter of AAG has been delayed due to interference by Cyberweasels.
You said this next chapter will be the AAG book 1 finale, right? Will there be a time skip between book 1 to book 2?
My idea of morning joe involves instant coffee dissolved in warm milk. Drinking coffee based on water is simply untasty to me, although I can tolerate cappuccino.