//------------------------------// // Breakfast Talk 1 // Story: Too Many Everything // by Daemon McRae //------------------------------// Breakfast had been a rather tame affair, as the girls all gathered in the hotel’s restaurant, taking up almost all of a very long table. Sunset was at one end, not because she felt any need to assert authority or put herself in a position of power, but because she absolutely needed the elbow room and no one wanted to sit directly next to her as she raided the buffet of any and every breakfast meat she could. She did, however, show a bit more restraint and dignity as she made her way through a somewhat less impressive meal than yesterday’s lunch. The rest of the girls were chatting amicably about the day’s plans, comparing notes ant discussing passenger arrangements. “Trixie is telling you, Limestone, Sunset’s car is almost nothing but sexual innuendo and jokes. Trixie even kissed a girl on a dare!” Trixie exclaimed, although not appearing too upset about the idea. “You know,” Limestone growled, gripping her fork tightly. “Telling me this isn’t exactly cementing the idea of letting Maud ride with you girls...” Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “Please, like lesbian make-outs are the worst thing that’s gonna happen on this trip. Sunset and Adagio already-” she was cut off as Adagio kicked her under the table. “OW!” “A lady never divulges her nighttime activities,” Dazzle scolded. Aria coughed. “Please! You talk about the nasty stuff you two do all the time-OW!” Adagio just growled at her. “Seriously, at least take OFF the spiked shoes first!” Adagio flipped her hair. “They’re called stiletto heels. I left the spiked boots at home. High leather boots are suboptimal for beach weather.” “Well they hurt,” Aria whined. “That’s kind of the point,” Adagio chided. Rainbow Dash snorted into her chocolate milk. ----------------------- “Can you believe how noisy they are?!” Pinkie said loudly. Sonata nodded. “I know, it’s suuuuper ridonkulous. Like, there are other people nearby, you know!” Zap just glared intensely at Sonata, tearing into her steak with vigor. “Yeah. How rude of some people to be so damn loud when people are trying to sleep.” “Right?!” Sonata agreed. “This one! This one gets it!” Indigo sighed and almost face-planted into her food, instead opting to silence her scorn with oversized bites. -------------------- The rest of the Shadowbolts all seemed to be enjoying their breakfast in peace, chatting amicably. “So like, what are we even planning on doing when we get to the beach?” Sunny mused. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, two weeks away from my folks in nice hotels and great bikini weather all sound well and good, but… what is there to do down there?” Sugarcoat almost rolled her eyes. “You mean besides the boardwalk, the numerous restaurants, the theatre, several days worth of outdoor activities, sports, and concerts, and what is probably going to be an indulgent amount of underage debauchery? Not much. I can see why you’re worried.” Sunny just stared at her eggs grumpily. “Would it kill you to, you know, say something nicely?” “When you ask a not-stupid question, I guess not.” Lemon lifted a headphone off her ear as she saw the two girls snipe back and forth. “Dudettes, come ON! We’re on a vacay! Stop marshin’ my mellow, girls!” “You’re absolutely right, Zest, we are on a vacation!” Sour Sweet said cheerfully, followed up with a tone dipped in acid, “Which doesn’t mean you can just abandon all of your English lesson in favor of… whatever the hell you just said.” Lemon just stuck her tongue out and went back to eating, covering her ears back up with loud rock music. ----------------------- Applejack and Rarity had found, unsurprisingly, something else to bicker about. “Not happenin’, Rares. No way no how am I wearin’ that skimpy piece a’ string around in front of a bunhca strangers!” AJ protested. Rarity flipped her hair as if it was a valid argument, and countered, “Listen, Applejack, deary, you can’t go around hiding such a fantastic form behind such boring… ‘practical wear’,” she said with a shudder, as if the words were a curse. “You are in fantastic shape! A gorgeous, hard-earned tan that most girls would die for, and really rather unfair… endowments elsewhere,” Rarity purred, with an appraising glance. “Hey! You leave mah ‘endowments’ out o’ this!” “But they’re exactly the point, darling! You should be proud of yourself! I just want to help you… show off a little, that’s all!” Rarity insisted. “Show off?” AJ scoffed. “More like puttin’ a piece a’ meat on display in the butcher’s window!” The fashionista disregarded the sentiment with a huff. “Well, I certainly can’t force you, darling.” “Darn tootin’.” “But I can and absolutely will continue this conversation another time!” “...horseapples.” --------------------- Twilight, Maud, and Fluttershy were the only ones eating in silence, it seemed. Not because they didn’t have anything to say, but because they seemed to be otherwise… preoccupied. Fluttershy was busy playing with Spike and feeding him his breakfast, while the other two girls were currently buried in some book or another. Surprisingly, after a few turned pages, the girls would switch books, and continue reading in silence. Spike, after a few too many bites, rolled over on his back and patted his stomach, giving the bookworms a passing glance. “Wonderful. There’s two of ‘em.”