The Night Janitor

by Knox Locke


Chapter 31: Done With Discreet

[Sandbar's Perspective]

"That's it! I've had it!" yelled Sandbar.

Yona, Silverstream, and Smolder looked up at him in shock. They'd been trying discreetly to get Ocellus and Gallus to talk to one another, which they hadn't done in a while. It'd even gone so far that Gallus was spending more and more time with "other friends" lately. Apparently, Sandbar had grown tired of being discreet.

Sandbar looked around the room, first at Ocellus looking absentmindedly out the window, then at Gallus silently scowling at her from across the room. He walked right up to Gallus, pushing Smolder out of the way as he did. Gallus' scowl turned to confusion and shock as Sandbar took the griffon's ear in his mouth and began dragging him forcefully accross the room towards Ocellus.

"Ow, OW!" cried Gallus as his friend continued advancing towards the changeling with him in tow. "What are you doing? Let me go!"

He tried to break free, but a determined earth pony is nothing to scoff at. Sandbar didn't let go of Gallus until he was less than a foot away from Ocellus. He stomped his hoof loudly to get Ocellus' attention. Not that he needed to. The spectacle unfolding in the room behind her had dragged her attention away from the window already.

"Talk it out," Sandbar said firmly. "Now."

Gallus and Ocellus both stared at him as if he'd suddenly sprouted a second head. A few more moments of determined glaring from the pony made them look away.

Gallus gulped, then turned to face Ocellus.

"You need to stop. Until you do, I..." he choked on his words. "I can't trust you."

The changeling whipped around to face him.

"You can't trust me?" rage filled her voice. "What about her?"

She gestured towards the window. Sandbar had no idea who she was referring to, but apparently Gallus knew. The griffon sighed, and his voice was calm when he spoke.

"I don't trust her, either. At least, not yet."

"Then why are you still so protective of her?"

"Because she deserves a chance to earn that trust. Just like everypony else."

Smolder interrupted, "Umm... Who is 'she'?"


[Gallus' Perspective]

Gallus froze. He knew his friends would find out eventually, but this was not how he'd wanted to tell them. The awkwardness of the moment permeated the room like a fog. Time to bite the bullet.

"We're talking about Cozy Glow," he said, not letting his voice show his hesitation.

A quick gasp from Silverstream and a few nervous glances from friend to friend followed, but Yona was the only creature to speak.

"Cozy pony make Yona friends fight?" she asked.

"No," Gallus answered quickly so Ocellus couldn't, "we're fighting because Ocellus has been spying on her!"

"Really?" asked Sandbar. He turned to Ocellus. "That's not cool, you know."

"B-but she's planning something!" Ocellus stuttered as the room's focus turned towards her.

"You don't know that for sure!" Gallus snapped.

"Yes I do! I just need more proof! Then you'll have to believe me!"

"Ocellus," asked Silverstream, "what proof do you have now?"

"Well..." she trailed off.

"Yeah," Sandbar stated matter-of-factly, "she's got nothing."

"Hard to justify Yona friend stalking nasty pony when nasty pony not doing anything nasty," said Yona, adding her two bits on the subject.

"What?" Ocellus asked the room with concern in her voice. "You're all taking her side?"

Her gaze shifted to the only friend yet to share their mind.

"Smolder, back me up on this," she half-begged.

"Look," the dragon said, "I dislike Cozy as much as the next creature, but Gallus does have a point. Everycreature deserves a chance to prove they can be better."

She pauses to gesture a claw towards Ocellus.

"The changelings should know that better than most."

Ocellus teared up as she looked around the room from friend to friend. She knew she'd been beaten.

"Look," she said to everycreature, "give me one more day. If I don't find any proof..." she trailed off and hung her head in defeat. "I'll give up. I promise."

Gallus stood up and moved a few steps so he was right next to his disheartened friend. He gently placed a claw on her shoulder.

"Alright," he said. "One more day."