//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 - Part 1 - Twilight and Spike // Story: Green and Friends - Saga 1 - Domestics // by blaa6 //------------------------------// It had been a week since Green Thunder had arrived in Equestria. The majority of the town had been indifferent to him, Twilight and her friends had more or less accepted him, and some ponies had even warmed up to him. He had gotten accustomed to the world relatively quickly. He got back to playing games, watching anime and, most importantly, making new friends with the help of the ones he'd already made. Sunlight seeped into his room through the curtains. As it did, his eyes opened gradually as he sat up and yawned. He swung his back legs out and pushed off the bed. He stretched before using magic to tuck the sheets and covers, then looked back at his belongings. ‘Today is an outside day’ he said to himself. He magically opened the door, trotted through, and closed it. As he descended the staircase, he saw Spike with a scroll run to the meeting room. ‘Wonder what’s up,’ Green thought. He hurried down the stairs and headed towards the meeting room as well. As he opened the doors, he saw Twilight rushing back and forth to get the room in tip-top shape. “Uh...Twilight? What are you doing?” Green asked. Twilight turned to see him in the doorway. “Oh hi, Green. I was just preparing for a heavy duty cleaning of the castle.” “Can I help?” Twilight’s eyes sparkled with delight. “Of course you can. We need all the help we can get.” She teleported a broom and dustpan over to him. Green took them and began to sweep. “So, anything happening today?” “Actually, yes.” She trotted over to him. “It’s Derpy’s birthday and we wanted to throw her a party,” she said. Green’s eyes lit up. “Aww...you guys are so sweet.” Twilight blushed a bit. “It was Pinkie’s idea,” Spike interjected, duster in claws. He descended the ladder. “’Derpy needs some love’ she said.” “Well I think that’s a great idea,” Green replied. Twilight’s eyes widened. “That’s right. We still need to get some supplies.” She carefully put down the cleaning supplies and teleported away, reappearing at the closet door. Green followed suit, appearing next to Twilight as Spike put down the duster and hurried to catch up. Twilight magically opened the door as all three entered. “Ok. We’re looking for a disco ball, streamers, blowers, banners, and confetti.” “What? No balloons?” Spike snarked. Twilight sighed as she searched the bottom shelves. “Pinkie insisted on at least blowing up the balloons herself. The thing is, we got chosen to take care of the majority of supplies. Applejack is helping cater, Rarity is providing a bit of decor and gift wrapping, Pinkie is in charge of balloons and cake, Fluttershy is taking care of the guest list, and Rainbow is in charge of rainbow sprinkles and poppers, as well as party games.” Green’s eyes lit up as he smiled in glee. Twilight smirked and rolled her eyes. “I hear she’s gonna bring spin the bottle,” Twilight whispered in his ear. Green blushed hard as he looked away, seeing a round object in a pile. “Hey look. I found the disco ball.” He levitated it in front of them as he gently set it down on the floor. “Streamers!” Spike shouted, pulling out a big bag of them. Twilight looked behind a jar on the second level of a shelf. “I found the blowers,” Twilight said. Green and Spike snickered as they kept searching. “The Banners are over here.” Green pulled them out from behind a shelf. “...And here’s the confetti,” Spike said as he grabbed the large bag. “Well that didn’t take long, now did it?” Twilight smiled as they made their way out of the closet. They put everything down on the table, and Twilight began to clean the ball. “Green, can you check in on our friends to see how things are going?” “You sure you two don’t need my help?” Spike chuckled at that. “It’s ok, dude. We’ve got this...” “Together!” They sang together. Green deadpanned. The two laughed as Green began to leave. “Remember, Green. Meet us at Sugarcube Corner by 5pm,” Twilight reminded him. Green waved a hoof back in acknowledgment as he opened the front door, trotted out, and closed it behind him.