Lets try something different! · 7:25am Aug 3rd, 2015
HAVE A SNEAK PEAK OF CHAPTER FOUR! ... Part 1...
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Thomas smiled at the radio, then with the tool in hand, he began working on the back of the chair. Rarity then realized it wasn’t a knife, but a file of some sort for smoothing out the grooves that were carved into the chair. Fluttershy crawled out out from under the bench, her fur covered in sawdust, her ears twitching to the music. Before long the two were gently swaying, the music soothing and proud all at once.
It was the perfect timing for Sunny to disrupt the calmness as she marched into the room from another doorway.
Three things happened all at once: Thomas jumped, knocking over his cup of coffee onto the floor with a shatter. The radio let out a skip, making a grinding noise before picking the song back up a few seconds prior. And Fluttershy was back under the bench.
“Oh, there ya are Tom! I were lookin’ fer ya.”
Thomas was holding a hand to his chest, the other gripping the wood tool in a death grip.
“Jesus Christ, Sunny. What the hell?” Thomas let out a breath, taking the hand on his chest and running it through his hair.
“Well, had ta make sure that black heart of yers was still pumpin’ yer sorry excuse of blood.” Sunny chuckled.
“Oh ha ha, very funny.” Thomas looked down to the shattered mug and spilled coffee. He hit a button on his radio, turning it off, then glared back at Sunny. “What do I owe the honor of this visit so early in the morning? Aren’t you busy serving breakfast?”
“Bobby’s handlin’ it.”
Thomas blinked, staring at Sunny like she was an idiot. “You left Bob alone, running the place, with a princess of Equestria? Sunny, I’m not saying that’s one of the stupidest things I’ve ever heard of you doing, you married Bob after all, but still.”
“Aw, he’ll be fine.”
A thunderous boom shook the building, causing sawdust to drift from the hanging light fixtures and a couple stray objects to fall off the benches.
Thomas frowned.
“Okay, maybe not. I should probably get back there before I find a castrated husband.”
“I think castration is the least of his worries, especially being married to you.”
Sunny smacked Tom’s leg with her tall as she rushed by. “Oh Tom, how I’d just love to poison your breakfast one morning.”
“At least it would add flavor to your cooking!”
Sunny laughed, then turned to Rarity. “You’ll be fine dearies. Have fun!” Sunny ran out the door.
It was then Rarity realized that Thomas was glaring in her general direction.
“Oh, um, hello again, Mister Baker.”
“It’s just Thomas, Miss Rarity.”
“Then it’s just Rarity, Thomas.”
The two held glares for a few more seconds, before Fluttershy’s meek return from under the bench made Thomas shift his glare.
“Oh joy, two of you."
This pleases us.
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Not to be a grammar nazi but...
I think you meant tail.
More. Faster. My hunger must be sated.
I was literally just thinking about this fic yesterday.
Very entertaining. I love it!
3290917 Same.
But... I want a full ch...
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Ha! Thanks for the catch there. Me nor my editor caught that one.
3291472 You are most welcome.
... he didn't know Flutters was there?
Sooo, when's your estimate for an update?
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I was hoping the day before Bronycon, Thursday, but suddenly I'm now working until midnight tonight and driving to the con after work Wednesday. Worst case it will be after I get back from Bronycon.