With the events in the Crystal City now subsiding and tensions increased between Rodinia and America there is one person I should start fully introducing, remember Olivia?
Well to present her history, I can tell you she is not a Fashionista or some mentor from Humarica, no instead she is just a civilian who is living her life, now here is why.
She was born in 985 ALB, and her family was friends with Rarity's family because of the age-old war that happened to have shaped their friendship. Technically dating back to the Lunar Wars, Rarity's fashion skills technically came from her greater ancestors who had befriended the Foxyarn Family back in 80 ALB, it was a hit for fashion up after the Lunar Wars until the Rarity's ancestors bailed, and later then the Foxyarns ran out of budget and had to close the locations in 854 ALB.
Then it all went well downhill in 992 when Olivia's parents were murdered in the streets of Mareami when she was seven, the criminals behind the murder have not been found to this day but it was believed that it was a Racially motivated crime committed by either Gangs or Cartels from the colony of Mexicona with Anti-Gradenlander resentment, From there the Foxyarn family and Rarity's family came together again, this time Olivia was given to Rarity's family for protection by her grandparents.
From there up to 1003 Olivia's residency had been masked mainly by Rarity, at times Rarity would say that Olivia is some sort of Fashionista, some random fisher human, or a farmer. The reason behind this is because of the Lunar Wars, when the war ended minor groups of Ponies had immense hate for the Humans and considered Gradenlanders as one of those groups that attacked the Equestrian homeland, and so they formed the Solar Cult, a Pony Supremacy group that roots out and ethnically cleanse human populations and residences from out of towns, villages, and cities.
Of course, only when Rarity told Twilight Sparkle about Olivia in 1003 was it safer for Olivia to live her life in peace in Ponyville, and surprisingly before the decree made by Celestia which resulted in the imprisonment and crack down of the Solar Cult Ponies, the towns ponies already fondly friendly with the fox girl.
But it is now 1004, and Olivia has turned 19 and found herself a job in the Equestrian Postal Service, but before we focus on her, I should probably show how we met fully face to face.
Base Alicorn, Ponyville.
It had been 4 days since the attack on the Crystal Empire, the LoN and the UN Peacekeeper brigades arrived with additional workers, infantry, and tanks, relieving the 105th division of the temporary military occupation that we had been conducting with the consent of Princess Cadence.
As we withdrew towards the outskirts the group we were traveling back to base with saw the Crystal Ponies trotting back in masses to their homes, or at least what was left of it if I haven't told you, this was perhaps the first time I'd ever fought in Urban combat, sure there was the attack on Canterlot in 1002, but I was fighting inside of a church the whole time against Chrysalis, and as for Tirek, we were in the plains and later the forests.
And from what I can recall from Urban Combat training, you are playing a card of risk, every building destroyed is another livelihood lost.
But with that short but problematic food for thought, after we've arrived back to our barracks in Ponyville the Mane 6 had been trying to get a grip on what had happened, such as the part where Sombra had reformed, in all honesty, though it's fine, nothing to bicker about other than nearly getting my head torn off from my neck by a shadow demon from Tartarus.
After we arrived back to base two days ago Gold Star had been doing the usual paperwork as assigned by Alex due to his typical knowledge of taxes and other bookwormish things.
Alex has just returned after "Conversing" with General Carville over a nice wine-drinking session back at Crystal City, and the possibility of giving Patton M1 Abrams than the useless outdated M60s that other divisions usually use for quotas or support.
As for me, I've been busy myself, overseeing the training of recruits, and I've also managed to get the kinks in on how to pilot a tank through piloting the M4 Sherman that is nowadays used for rookie pilots.
Of course, there's also the sync of a team so after the usual and basic training the Drill Sergeants would at times have the men play All-American Football just for the men to learn the two words combined into one "Teamwork" It's like friendship, actually I think it is Friendship just under a different term, either way I've long before learned how to work with others, how else did I work on the worlds biggest battleship!
Anyway, after that day everyone was back in base (finally) and we were silently doing business as usual.
"So, I told this asshole that he needed to relinquish the fucking bomb off his property! You know what he said?" I asked.
"No do say?" Gold Star queried.
"This is my property! What the fuck are you going to do with a bomb I asked! And he replied, none of your damn American concern! And then after that we had Twilight come and help us out, and after a "peaceful" transfer of getting that bomb off his property it went well."
"By "peaceful" you mean he caned you and the men half to death," Gold Star added.
"Yep... That type of peaceful, though Twilight did place her shield around us but that only made things worse because we dropped the fucking bomb!"
"Jesus, how are you alive then?" Gold Star asked.
"Well luckily Twilight manage to catch the son of a bitch from impacting the ground, if it weren't for her I and a bunch of guys would be dead! Anyways, shouldn't you be given that R n' R by now?" I asked, to Gold Star's dismay he shook his head.
"No, I'm still waiting on that response," he replied when Alex entered inside of the Officer mess.
"Major Star, I have good news for you," Alex informed.
"Colonel Alex, what is it sir?" Gold Star replied.
"Ben Carville has accepted your request, with an extra note saying "have the week off you magnificent bastard, you have earned it," Alex read from the letter.
"Sounds very positive, I guess," I commented, as Gold Star jumped in the air in happiness.
"Finally! I hope to see you guys in a week, I better get packing!"
As Gold Star got his essentials together Alex flipped through the letters and found an envelope that had a stamp of approval, he then unwrapped it and read it.
"Good luck Star, I assume you're staying over at Twilight's place," I implied.
"That would be correct, maybe something mystical might happen, or something," Gold Star added, but before he left the door Alex halted him with a pistol laying its body on his neck.
"Not so fast Major, in case Twilight and her friends, gather up together, there's bound to be some sort of shit show that tends to go down around these parts, here take this pistol, you two seem safer with it than without it," Alex insisted, as Gold Star grabbed the pistol and placed it inside of his saddle bag.
"I assume you've set it on safety?" Gold Star asked.
"Of course, why else has the damn thing didn't go off, you think I'm out of my mind?" Alex Queried, which Gold Star shrugged, and trotted off to his Humvee.
As the Colonel watched Gold Star drive off base, he then turned towards me.
"Alright, now with Gold Star gone out to do his "peacetime" I have an assignment for you."
"About time, it's boring to watch Drill Sergeants train inexperienced pain-in-the-ass recruits, and expect them to slip up once in a while, so what's the task?" I asked, and Alex handed me a blueprint of a... Barn...
"This has to be a joke right, please tell me this is a joke!" I begged.
"No Yates it is not a joke, Princess Luna herself decided that we should build a big barn to support the apple family in their harvest this year."
"And what exactly is the exchange for that?" I asked.
"Politically speaking, good relations, economically, keeps the export of apples flowing and trade for more unobtainable resources, and militarily, a good strategic point in case some invader enters here and wreaks havoc."
"You always had an open mind about everything," I said.
"Why thanks, that's what my hypothetical wife tells me, now you will be given an engineering unit of around 50 men, they expect this to be done in at least a day or two, they've already got supplies there," Alex briefed.
"Anything else I should ask about?" I asked.
"No, now get the hell out of here it was a blessing here with Gold Star on RNR, now I want you out of here, now go on and scram!"
I then walked out of the Officer mess and saw that a convoy of bulldozers, construction cars, cranes, and anything that a construction worker can dream of were already waiting for me on flatbeds.
"Welp... What to start a day with dusty construction... Hurray..."
The Carousal boutique
Now that we had made that clear where I was the whole time we now in the other direction, the Carousal Boutique, practically a house and a workplace for Rarity, her job is, as her cutie mark suggests, fashioning clothes and other sorts of fashion items...
What? Did you expect that she was something of a mercenary? Hell no, if anything she's just trying to live her peaceful life without the dramatic experience. But of course not to get ahead of myself she isn't the main character in this chapter.
Inside one of the bedrooms is where the main part of the story focuses on, the clock would turn from 7:59 to 8:00 and the alarm clock goes off beeping like it's the end of the world before being silenced by a paw.
Olivia sat up on the bed and stretched before getting up to put on her clothes.
She wore a pink long skirt, a brown jacket, leggings, purple shorts, and boots, while she did struggle a bit mainly with her leggings because of how hard it is to put a sock on top of it, it was her usual routine in her life whether a person may like it or not.
As she puts on her E.P.S. vest and hat on she can immediately smell breakfast, and the sound of Sweetie Bell trotting down the hallway.
"Morning Olivia!" Said Sweetie Bell.
"Morning Sweet B!" Olivia replied joyfully. "How was your play date with your friends yesterday?"
"Oh it was very fun, but we weren't able to get our Cutiemarks! No matter what it's like fate is keeping us from what is rightfully ours!" Sweetie Bell frustratingly replied.
"Or... Maybe you haven't found the right talent yet? After all it took Rarity almost half of her foal hood before she got hers, atleast that's what Ms. Rarity told me atleast," Olivia said.
"Maybe you're right, maybe we should try harder next time!" Sweetie Bell replied in confidence.
"That's the spirit!" Olivia encouraged when they both heard Rarity calling for the two down stairs alerting them that their morning feast has been served.
"You know though? This talking isn't putting food in my stomach."
"Agreed."
While Olivia and Sweetie had their morning meal the construction crew and I arrived to Sweet Apple Acres, home of the famous apples and it's family, and the cider.
"Creatordamn, did we really have to use the dirt road sir?" Complained the driver.
"Regardless Corporal, if the apple family want's to have us on the fucking mud then by Creator above we will drive on the fucking mud, just be glad you're driving on solid ground."
As we pulled into the spot with the industrial equipment needed for the construction of the new secondary barn, Applejack and Macintosh had been very assertive with a lot of ground rules when using the equipment we're using.
Basically like this:
Okay so I did made up rule 4 right there but you can kinda see where this was going, though I don't really blame them considering of a incident between them and the Flim and Flam brothers trying to capitalize on their hard work with just cutting down trees that are typically the apple's family.
My family members are farmers too infact, though we get our seeds from our good neighbors the Corn family, which happened to have been situated between the whole Pear Vs Apple conflict.
They were very kind, and honest on their work too, hell if I reversed some of their color it kinda resembles the colors that the Apple family has. Although at times when I was little I would catch them crying in the fields, and I wouldn't know why, and I still don't now why to this day.
But with that said.
"This... This is it, stop stop stop!" I ordered as the flat bed truck came to a complete stop and I hopped off of it, and looked at the map, then came Dean.
"You must be Yates?" He asked.
"Lieutenant Yates, but you can call me Mr. because lets be for real I have experience in farming myself back home of course," I replied.
"Well that's mighty kind of you Mr. Yates, as you know of Applejack I hope we could do well together in this project."
"Indeed, so where is the land plot?" I asked.
"Just right there over yonder, now not to sound as bossy as my friends, the Apples, but I do advise that you be careful with the trees over there, all you need to do is just stay within those plot lines and you good to go," Dean warned.
"Alright, I think that sounds good enough, you mind if we?"
"Not at all Mr. Yates, but again, stay within the lines, and we are swell and dandy."
After Dean walked off after exchanging goodbyes I began to direct the construction crews off the truck beds, and into the plot line they went.
"And make sure to not follow or listen to strangers!"
"Yes Ms. Rarity..."
"And always remember to just give the package to the strangers you are delivering to!"
"Yes Ms. Rarity..."
"And another thing!"
"Yes Ms. Rarity?"
"Stay safe! :)"
After Rarity handed Olivia her EPS cap, lunch bag, and bicycle helmet. The fox girl got on her bike and tread away to the building on Neighmeister street, there her boss was waiting on her.
"Reporting for duty Mr. Post!" Olivia greeted.
"Ah Good morning Mrs. Foxyarn, I assume you're ready for the first roll out of mail?"
"Of course sir! I've been waiting for this moment all night! It's exciting!"
"Hehe, well then if that's the case you will be given packages, guard these with your life!" Parcel ordered.
"But I'm only delivering within Ponyville?" Olivia questioned.
"Oh maybe so, but even the nicest of people can be deceiving!" Parcel intensely stared, creeping Olivia out before he snapped out of it and said.
"Well what are you waiting for! Get moving fox human you got boxes to deliver!"
"O-oh! Sorry sir! Goodbye!" Olivia then tread away with the boxes placed in her side baskets.
"Good luck! And stay safe young one!" He waved. "Heh, what a nice gal."
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As she strolled throughout town she started delivering the packages to the ponyville residences, first was Lyra's as she stopped infront of her door and knocked.
"I'm coming I'm coming!" Lyra said, as she trotted and opened the door when she noticed the fox girl infront of her.
"Package delivery for Lyra Heartstrings?" Olivia asked, which Lyra stood shocked, nodding her head.
"Ok... If you please sign this for me," Olivia said, giving Lyra the pen as it hovered over the clipboard and wrote in scribbles all over the clipboard.
"...I was referring your name?" Olivia complicated on her request that went the other way, and then it was when Bon Bon showed up.
"What in Celestia's name is wrong with you Lyra!" She scolded, as Lyra shook her head.
"Sorry hum- ma'am! It's just this is the most proudest moment in my life! To see a human!"
"Uhh yay?" Olivia spoke softly, when Bon Bon backed up.
"Oh dear Celestia..."
"WHAT'SYOURFAVORITECOLORWHAT'SHUMARICALIKEAREYOUREALLYABIPEDALMONKEYOHPLEASEPLEASEPLEASETELLMEISTHISADREAMCOMETRUE!"
"WOAH WOAH WOAH! Alright Lyra easy please don't overwhelm the nice human here she's not the only human in this world you know!"
"Right! Sorry! I should introduce myself then! Hi! My name is Lyra! What's yours?"
As Bon Bon shook her head in annoyance Olivia replied.
"Well nice for you to ask, my name is Olivia, and I lived here for my entire life, so I never really know what Humarica is or what's life over there, but someday I hope to return there for a better life."
It was then that Lyra's hope of Humarican knowledge was crushed.
"Oh I see..."
"Well this was very odd for everyone here, but uh... Don't you have other mail to deliver?" Bon Bon asked.
"Oh right! Sorry, it was a pleasure meeting you two!"
"No worries Mrs. Olivia, good luck and have a good day!" Bon Bon waved as Olivia strolled away from their property.
"Well Lyra? What do you have to say for yourself!"
"I feel so cold..."
"...What?"
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"Morning Mr. and Mrs. Boxford!" Olivia greeted, as she handed the package to the other human residence.
"Ah Mrs. Foxyarn how's the life under a element treating ya?" Asked Mr. Boxford.
"I mean I don't really ask much under Rarity other than her treating me as her own," Olivia replied.
"Rarity is good when it comes to parenting, sometimes when we have have our tea parties she would typically wish to become one, of course she isn't wanting to rush things as supposed, who wouldn't really, she already has a dream to fulfill," Mrs. Boxford said.
"Well it was nice visiting you two, but I have other packages to deliver," Olivia said, as she started treading off.
"Alright Mrs. Foxyarn, good luck!"
While Olivia treads off and delivers other packages I will tell you that was human residences number 3 and 4, they're one of the 1% minority population in Equestria that lives here since 1003, now considering that they've just moved here the are a nice couple that live in the quiet town.
They are good friends with Rarity well, atleast Mrs. Boxford is anyways, the two would sit down for a chat, tea, and then they would just be on their way, though that's usually on Fridays.
On the other note Mr. Boxford moved here with his wife because of the construction company that needed someone that can operate a crane properly because of a incident where the last operator moved the crane into the building and endangering the lives of construction crews, of course they were saved by some vigilante pony they call Mare Do Well, oh and Rainbow Dash.
And let's just say he has bro's in the company, and enjoys his coffee time with them while moving dangerous equipment with the push of a switch.
Anyways, after delivering a good size amount of 120 packages it was now evening, and she only now had finished her lunch at this hour, and she only has one more package left to deliver.
So when Olivia looked at her clipboard she notices a familiar address, one she does not like...
The house dubbed by the local residences as "The Grey House" was notorious as it's name suggests, claims of ponies going in and never coming out, and animals well, lets just say that the ponies also claimed that they don't come back in one piece.
Now when the inspector arrived he approved of the property though some suspect that he was bribed.
Either way it shivered Olivia down to her spine, the worse thing she feared was if the floor boards would even support her weight considering of how unstable and old it looks.
But that didn't stopped her as she shook her head.
"It's alright," she said to herself. "It's only another person, waiting for his, or her, package... And for some reason... Have a taste for abandon houses! Nothing to... Get worried about, hopefully."
As she slowly tread to the property rolling off from the green grass to the dirt pad that surrounded the house, she noticed that the stairs that leads to the house looked crooked, regardless she sucked it up, got off her bike, and searched in her satchel for the package.
To her surprise it wasn't a package, it was a letter! And not only a letter, but it's from Humarica! Out of the packages and mail she delivered it was usually either from Griffonia or Zebrica, or this continent, but from Humarica? It would seem someone must've miss this person dearly.
"Well," she said to herself again. "It's not going to deliver itself girl!"
Considering that she was stalling herself, she finally got off her bike with the mail and started walking stairs when suddenly she heard cracking..?
-Ah crap! That can't be good.-
With all fiber in her body she reduced herself to using big steps rather than small ones, as she walked up the unstable stairs she wondered.
-How- or who! In Celestia's name lives here?-
But after making up the stairs she breathed in a sigh of relief.
And then she fell through the wood boards.
"AHH~!"
She managed to grab on to the edge but with nothing to support her legs with apart from a wall of mud that her boots kept slipping on.
She herself was slipping until she heard large footsteps and then, the door opened and came a but old man with a grey beard, he's a bit miniature in size, but also skinny, which would explain how he himself hasn't fell through, but as he looked down and swiped the letter off of Olivia's glove he looked down and shook his head.
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. I should've expect less from a bipedal canine human! Ahh and the bitch kind too! So what's your buisness here other than dangling above my mud trap below!"
"I-woah! I-"
"Well come on! Spit it out!"
"I was delivering the letter to you sir! Now you may please! C-can you atleast help me up!"
Snorting and puffing at the request of a young teenage Fox girl, all he could feel is pity, although she did brought him his letter, which has the detail name of his daughter back home, he looked at the struggling Fox girl losing her grip, and finally after a self debate he rolled his eyes, all the while she lost her grip from the edge but before she landed into the mud trap both of her gloves were caught by the Midget man who then flies her up from the hole with incredible strength.
"Thank you si- OOF-"
But then he shoved her down the stairs and she landed on her butt on top the hard crusty dirt pad.
"The next time I see you it'd better be for ONLY mail! Understand!"
"Y-yessir?"
"Good, then we understand each other Fox Girl, NOW GET THE HELL OFF MY PROPERTY!"
The miniature man slammed the door, ignoring the human sized gaping hole in his front porch.
As for Olivia, she shook her head and dusted herself off, she could've felt angry about his rudeness, and aside the fact that he saved her trouble from giving Rarity a heart attack and later, the worlds biggest scrubbing, but Olivia was just full on curious, and confused.
Regardless, after dusting off her fox tail, which looked a bit messy, she got on her bike and noticed that there was no more mail or packages for today, she could go home, but then she wouldn't visit her friend Dean.
She heard of a construction going over there, and so without a thought of braiding her tail she got back on her bike and tread away.
Undenounced to her that the old man was watching her through the window screen with curiosity as well...
Back at Sweet Apple Acre's I have good news.
So far most of barn is complete, and by most I mean the only thing left is the roof, now as we're almost finishing with this the Apple family showed up to oversee the new barn's completion, of course for me I have the hard part.
Measuring the damn roof height and length!
So as I was on one of those high rise thingamajig Olivia showed up near Dean, who also was watching the barn being completed.
"Heya Dean! How's it going?"
"Hey Olivia, well currently I'm just watching the literal history channel in real life in front of my face! This is the fastest construction!"
"Huh, hey? Who's that one with the dark hair? He looks familiar?"
"Oh him on the scaffolding? That's Lieutenant Yates of the 105th division," Dean answered, giving Olivia a shock.
"W-wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! You're meaning to tell me that he's?!"
"Yeah why?"
Immediately Olivia dragged him out of plain sight and inside of the Apple Family house.
"Uhh hehe... What's going on here?" Dean asked, before being violently pressed to the wall.
"Okay listen! I've met him before, I and him addressed each other okay?"
"Okay?"
"And a little story! Me and him have actually met before at the market!"
"Jesus Christ, really? Because last I seen him was right now! You know I'm in charge of overseeing the thing right?" Dean replied sarcastically.
"Yes yes I know! But still he's... I..."
"Look, Olivia, lemme give it to you straight, I don't really know what comes over you and this guy, but all I know is that he's just some other human officer that happened to be shipped out from some dead water country to be stationed here and live off the land like the rest of us! There isn't nothing else to say other than him being a average human!"
"But Dean! I-"
...
It was then at that moment that as I was finished with measuring a crane was heading right towards my head, of course at the last minute I dodged it but then before I could grab on to the side bars I slipped and fell off the Scaffolding and it went black dark from there.
But typically this is what happened.
...
Applejack after seeing me fall quickly ran inside the house.
"DEAN! DEAN! COME QUICK YATES FELL!"
"WHAT!"
And so Dean, Olivia, and Applejack ran inside of the barn which the military construction crew halted the construction and got to ground level to examine me.
"Stand back people! I need room to examine him!" Advised the agent, who took a listen at my chest and mouth, I was only fainted, and luckily I didn't suffer no bone injury thanks to the special gift from my Grandfather Luther.
But I was still fainted, and that was when it happened which brought me the attention of the Foxlander.
"He's only unconscious, does anyone have any smelling salt!" The Agent yelled, but the men and the Apples shook their heads.
"Sir, I do!" Olivia spoke.
"Who said that?" Asked the Agent, as Dean and Applejack stepped away.
"I did sir, I have smelling salt here in my bag, Rarity always packs them for special occasions."
"Thank Celestia for Rarity's over preparedness I say!" Applejack Commented.
"Well? What are you waiting for! Use it ma'am!"
As the men watched the Fox applied the smelling salt by pressing it to my nose I was reawaken and my body went jumping in the air.
"GOOD GOD! THE FUC- WHAT THE- THE FUCK HAPPENED!"
As the men shrugged and back off a bit that was when finally me and Olivia's eyes were locked on for the first time.
"Sir it was I that gave you the smelling salt, you fell off the scaffolding so I guess you can say it's my gratitude for the thread search from last year, don't you remember?" She asked, and I nodded.
She waved and walked off, and the men looked back at me in silence.
"Have a good rest of the day Dean," she said, as he nodded silently.
And finally one broke silence and said.
"Well! Go get after her will ya!!"
Immediately I spoke.
"Alright break time, do whatever the hell you want until I get back!" I ordered, as the men groaned in relief, and I went pacing after her.
"Well... This is new," Applejack said.
"What?" Dean asked.
"I usually thought of Yates of being the lonely one, since y'know Gold Star has Twilight."
"Yeah, say about that bet with Rainbow Dash, how much did you bet that those two would be, well you know."
"That's a question for another time Dean, a question for another time, for now we watch a creation of a new couple, and a new potential gambit, for me of course," the farmer pony chuckle, as she smiled under her bush hat.
Olivia was about to tread off back home for the day before I stopped her.
"Wait! I never caught your full name, or who you really are!"
Olivia chuckled, and thought back to our first meeting.
"Well, I can tell you, Olivia isn't really my last name, in fact it's my first name," Olivia revealed. "It's actually my last name that's a bit embarrassing."
"Oh... So what's your last name? You know the last one?" I asked.
"Oh, well no one has ever asked that before."
"Sorry, I didn't know that was sensitiv-"
"Foxyarn," she replied.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Foxyarn," Olivia replied.
"Heh, Foxyarn, that's actually a sweet name, explains the symbol on your boot," I complimented, when my insides screamed scolding my idiocy.
"Thanks, and what a peculiar signature you have on your boot, what is it suppose to be?" She asked.
"Oh this? That's... Well It'd be hard to explain ofc it'll be-"
Immediately she kissed me in the cheek, causing a great influx of heat in my face to spiral up. Which is called by you intellectuals as blushing.
After she released her kiss from my cheek she gives me a paper.
"I have to get home before dinner, maybe someday we could talk it over on a date?" Olivia asked, gloved paws behind her back.
"O-of course..."
"Great!" She joyfully replied, wagging her tail left and right. "I hope to see you later!"
And so she treaded her bike into the town leaving only me in the middle of a setting sun.
As I processed the moment I now figured out what that sensation was back at the market.
Creator's greatest gift, and something Gold Star and Twilight have yet to figure out.
And it's fucking love baby, FUCK YEAH I GOT A BITCH! FUCK YOU ALEX WHOOOOO! *Ahem* but anyways, I should obviously not have that in my journal, instead I should be glad that I was lucky to have one.
Because not everyone has a opportunity that I have right now, and the greatest challenge for a man to be a man is to man up and earn the keep of a mate that would tend and care for you until death.
Of course as I continually pondered all these in my thoughts I heard buzzing from my phone.
*Ring Ring, Ring Ring*
It was ringing, and out of the blue to, so I picked it up and it was Gold Star, of course I chuckled deviously and raised the phone.
"Oooooh Goldie! Guess who just got hooked!"
"Not now Yates! This is important that you get to Alex right now!"
"What? Gold Star what's going on!"
"Yates! It's a emergency, they've set a trap for Twilight!"
"Trap!? And who's they!?"
"No time to explain I have to go!"
"WAIT!"
And immediately Gold Star hanged up, and now it seems whatever the hell is going on, I have a bad feeling I'm not the only one who is having a day...
To be Continued...