//------------------------------// // Chapter 8: Getting a Job // Story: The Adventure of the Apex Legion (Old Version) // by DeffBwade //------------------------------// A few days later Normally, my most favorite days were the weekends because, well, the answer's pretty obvious. No school. Today, however, I was bit sad that I'm longer doing such fun stuff for now. Heh, that's new. Me calling school fun? "DeffBwade, are you a changeling?" No, I'm not a changeling. At least, I don't think I am. I don't have chitin (Ocellus told me that chitin is basically the shell of changelings, nor do I have the ability to shape shift (as much as I want to). It was now Saturday, and nothing different really happened the past few days except for my checkup with Nurse Redheart on Thursday. She told I was doing a good job and that in 2 or 3 weeks, I should be good. My friends, as well as my professors, have all been a bunch of saints and provided me food for the duration, no matter how much I insisted it was fine. But today I'm looking for something I thought I would get in a few years: a job. Sandbar told me that there would usually a be a board filled with advertisements for jobs at town hall. After asking a few ponies where town hall was located, I eventually reached it. It was a three-story building with balconies on each floor. It had a red roof, pink windows, and colorful flags on top of it. Next to the front entrance was the board filled with help wanted posters. I scanned through each one. I could do a few odd jobs here and there, but I have no bits whatsoever and I'm not really sure how long I'm gonna be in Equestria, and there could be days where's no odd jobs. My attention was eventually grabbed by two specific advertisements. I took them both off the board and read them. HELP WANTED Busboy/janitor needed at Sugarcube Corner. 5 days a week from Monday-Friday 2 bits for every hour worked + 20 bits on Fridays VOLUNTEERS NEEDED AT SWEEP APPLE ACRES From dawn till dusk everyday. Will need help on the following: apple bucking taking care of the animals farming helping with selling apples Will pay 10 bits for every day worked. I'm afraid to know what it means by "apple bucking." Both jobs seemed pretty good, especially the pay. Okay, let's go over the pros and cons. Sugarcube Corner. From what I heard and saw from my classmates, it's a bakery that Professor Pinkie works at. Pros: easy job, I'm not required to work on the weekends, I can make money everyday, and Professor Pinkie. "Professor Pinkie? Really? That's one of your pros for Sugarcube Corner?" She's a fun loving party planner that's constantly on crack. What's crack? GAH! WHAT THE FU-FRICK?! Gasp. Is it some kind of new sweet?! Oh, I would love some! Oh wait. You said that I'm constantly on it. Is it just another word for 'sugar?' If that's the case, then you should know that I give the Cake babies crack every- N-NO! No! Trust me when I say that it's not another word for 'sugar.' I'll...urm...I'll tell you another time, but right now I'd appreciate it if you don't interrupt my story from now on. Okay? Okie dokie lokie. Ahem. Anyways. Cons: I'd might have to clean up the toilets, and they might be filled with piss and shit, or I might have to clean piss and shit off the tables, and I'm not sure what the hours are. It doesn't say on the flyer. Okay. Sweet Apple Acres. Professor Applejack told me that it's a farm she owns. Pros: hard labor. Cons: it's from dawn till dusk, and hard labor. "Wait, I thought you said "hard labor" is a pro." I did. It's a pro because I can get some exercise in this new body, and it's a con because if it's from dawn till dusk everyday, then they'd constantly hear me whine like a bitch. And also because I have school and I still need to recover from my wounds. I decided that the job at Sugarcube Corner would be great for me. I put the flyer for Sweet Apple Acres back on the board and walked out of town hall. I would've asked where SugarcubeCorner was located, but my eyes immediately drew to the building that actually looked like it was made out of gingerbread cookies, with a cupcake on top of it. Damn, these ponies really go all out on their stores. I wonder how many people tried to eat this building. I wouldn't be surprised if someone actually did. I opened the door and entered the bakery. This place was packed with ponies. If Professor Pinkie's cupcakes from my welcome party were anything to go by, then I'm not surprised. Behind the counter was a rather skinny looking pony. He was an earth pony, with yellow fur, orange mane and tail, freckles, an orange tie, a chef's hat, apron, and a cutie mark of a trio of what I believe are lemon cakes. "Um, excuse me?" I asked as I trotted up to him. "Hello there, young colt. I don't think I've seen you around before," he said. "Well actually I just arrived here a few days ago. It's my first time here," I said. "Well, my name is Mr. Cake. Let me be the first to welcome you to Sugarcube Corner. May I take your order?" he asked. "Uh actually I'm here because of this flyer. It says that you guys are offering a job?" I said as I showed him the flyer. "Why yes, we could really use an extra set of hooves to help us around. Hold on a sec, let me just get my wife, and then we can talk about the job," Mr. Cake said. "Okay." Mr. Cake went through that led to what I guess is the kitchen. A minute later he returned with another pony. Must be his wife. She was more on the chubby side (not fat shaming), and has blue fur, a pink mane that looked like an ice cream swirl, an apron, and cutie mark of a trio of cupcakes. "Hello there. I'm Mrs. Cake. My husband told me that you wanted to apply for the job," Mrs. Cake asked. "Yes ma'am. Can I ask a quick question though?" I asked to which she nodded, "What are the hours exactly? It's just that I have school and homework all that stuff." "Hmm. We usually require some help from a few hours before closing time, so you can probably come from 4:30 P.M. to 8:30 P.M. or until we say we longer need help," Mrs. Cake explained. "That sounds perfect," I said. "Well if that's the case, then I'd say your hired. You can start next Monday," Mr. Cake said. "Thanks so much," I thanked him before leaving. So...I have a job now. I'm kind of excited actually. "You're gonna be cleaning up piss and shit from toilets. I just know it."