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I had enjoyed my Gymnastics class thoroughly, largely thanks to the new friend I made at the class: Myne Meteor. I am not one to complain, and particularly not when it is going my way.
Surprising flexibility, I managed to perform; and with Myne by my side, or is that before me. (I mean, I don’t exactly know her; at least, I did not know her before today.)
I had never cared too much, about flexibility; but I had been enjoying myself, with Myne as my companion. She had obviously been enjoying herself, as well; even if I guess she had been just a bit excitable, there.
Once we had exchanged names, we had become instant best friends. Did I have any friends here? Even if I thought I had friends, back home. Still they are not here; so I can’t be blamed for abandoning them, while I am alone here.
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I had changed back, to my regular school uniform; the one I had been wearing, outside of our Gymnastics class. Of course; Myne had been there, changing back into her regular school uniform as well.
“This class is fun, but it had never been the same; without you, Myne!” I put forth, as we are stepping out of the changing room.
“Yes, it was..” she responds; “while I can’t expect a new friend, at each class; but so long, as I have one friend at the class!” she puts forth, with a dreamy voice.
“I guess I will see you on the Ponish and Neighponian class, as well, Myne!” I propose.
“I hope so, Megumi!” she responds; “I really do hope so!” she concludes.
Naturally; the Chaperon had been waiting, outside our classroom. Well, what had I been expecting? She had been there, waiting, at the end of each class, as well as following me to the dining hall.
“Hi, Rarity..” I exclaim; “and Rarity..” I then add, as I notice Myne’s Chaperone is also Rarity. (Just not the same Rarity, as my Chaperone.{This is a bit confusing, but I guess I will just have to get used to this here?})
“Hi, Rarity..” Myne exclaims; “and Rarity!” she then continues, greeting my Chaperone as well; but why not.
My Chaperone is supposed to guide and guard me; even if she is permitted to be my friend and soak up all the ambient Love around me, as I am enjoying my time and studies here at the school. (Love is the Prime currency, here; for all the Changelings, managing the Hotel and the School I am attending. {Even if I may be oblivious of this fact.} Still, so long as the business is able to operate, and provide me with the services I had been expecting; who am I to complain? (I really do love my stay, here at the Royal Twilight inn; after all.)
With nothing more than an exchange of glances, between Rarity and Rarity; they lead us towards the destination.
“Nice to see; you made a friend, Megumi!” Rarity exclaims; “Nice to see; you made a new friend, Myne!” Rarity proclaims.
“Thank you, Rarity!” Myne and I chorus, as response; following Rarity and Rarity towards the dining hall.
“I’ve built up quite the appetite, in class..” I put forth, and Myne only nods her head in agreement.
“Since you had Gymnastics, it would have been odd, if you had not built up an appetite!” Rarity suggests, and Rarity just nods.
“First, we were running around the Gymnasium..” Myne explains; “then we were having a flexibility exercise, which ended up very close and enjoyable..” I fill in.
“Oh.. Oh..” Rarity snickers; “You really did get close up and personal, there; making it impossible, not to become close friends!” Rarity suggests.
“Well; we did share a moment; revealing a few personal things..” Myne concedes; “and shared a few interests, and classes!” I put forth.
“Aside from the Gymnastics class; we both have Ponish and Neighponian too!” I supply.
“Oh.. Oh..” Rarity snickers; “that’s quite the mouth-full, right there!” Rarity agrees.
“I did pick up a few Language classes..” Myne concedes, “but it can be so much fun..” she continues; “and I was given the impression; my Ponish could aid me, in my Riding class, too!” she concludes.
“Well; you are riding a Pony in class, and they are bound to be more comfortable speaking Ponish in class!” Rarity explains.
“Oh, yeah..” I respond; “that would make sense, I guess!” I conclude.
“We are Equestrian Ponies, when it comes to it..” Rarity explains; so Ponish is our Native Tongue..” she puts forth; “so it is coming natural to speak Ponish, and in the riding class, more than anywhere else!” she concludes. (Even Changelings would find Ponish the go-to Language, even if they are not Ponies.)
“Uhm, Rarity and Rarity; I assume, you do know the Gymnastics Uniform?” I inquire, just as we are entering the Dining hall.
“I designed it, all the clothes you are wearing here, at the School and at the Hotel!” Rarity concedes; “They are all labeled Rarity, after all!” she explains.
“Oh, yes; so they are!” I respond, Myne chorusing me half a beat later.
“Then, you designed the Riding uniform as well, Rarity?” Myne inquires.
“But of course, Myne!” she responds. (She would have to claim the responsibility for designing these clothes, as long as she is in the guise of Rarity.)
“I guess, that is very reassuring!” I supply; “I have enjoyed the clothes I am currently wearing; so if you designed these clothes, I am bound to enjoy wearing these clothes too!” I put forth.
“Thank you, Megumi..” Rarity responds; “it warms my heart; to learn that you enjoy wearing my clothes, that much!” she puts forth.
“Well; the cut, the design, the materials..” Myne suggests; “they are all to die for!” she points out.
“Someone is enjoying smooth and tight fitting clothes (form hugging)..” Rarity ponders; “makes me want to craft her an exclusive ensemble or two to share with her friends!” Rarity ponders; inspired by the genuine, high praise.
“It pleases me to no end, to hear you say that!” Rarity exclaims, moved to tears.
“I love these clothes, and wearing them is just so comfortable!” Myne points out; “I can only imagine, how much effort you put into the design and crafting each of these garments, for us!” she continues. (Of course; we had spoken only the truth {why bother lying?})
Of course, we did not know; they could read our emotions, as they are feeding on them. Lying is hard, when the one you talk to, knows your emotions.
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We had just entered the dining hall, accepting the meal on the menu. We are hungry, and eager to enjoy what is offered. (While hungry, the food does come out much more appetizing; but it does not mean, you will eat anything placed before you.)
Since we are attending the first class, we are young; still learning, what food we may be enjoying. On the other rubbery hoof, the cook knows her cooking; preparing a delicious meal is just her, and she does have the very best ingredients to prepare the meal from. She would not even bother touching anything less. (Well, why should she?)
Once we had reached the table; I place the plate on the table before me, ready to dig in. Naturally; I am eager to sample what I had just been presented; the tantalizing scents promising a meal, not to miss out on.
I take the inner seat on one side, Myne taking the seat before me; with Rarity as my Chaperone taking the outer seat, and the other Rarity taking the last seat available. While the likelihood, probability of someone being out to harm us; but they play their role as Chaperone, by the book. Maybe they are teaching us something more, than is openly expressed up front in the process; as they take the outer seats, protecting us with their bodies.
It isn’t, as if I need to leave the table; in order to pick up a second, in any event. If I am more hungry; we will have the helpings and refills brought to the table, no questions asked. (It’s an All Inclusive stay here at the Hotel, after all. {Naturally; this is extended to the school and us children taking these classes too.})
For the meal, a large glass of regular, cool milk is served; intended to promote growth, and a strong and healthy skeleton. It isn’t, as if I could complain; I am not looking forwards to endure any injuries, of course. But who would? I’m here to learn, not to be distracted by pain and recuperation.
The meal largely progresses in quiet contemplation. (Let the food silence your mouth.)
Pinkie is approaching the table. Placing the desired glass or plate on the table; before she is leaving with a smile on her face, as the job is concluded.
If I want a glass of Milk, Water, Juice and such; she is only too happy to bring it to the table.
The empty glasses and plates are slowly stacking up on the side of the table; for Pinkie to fetch.
In the end, the table is occupied by two very full little girls. The meal concludes, as we are quite satisfied with what we had been served.
“I would not mind, being served this again!” I put forth.
“I figured!” Rarity responds, smiling back.
“Time to leave, and go home!” Rarity supplies, snickering.
“Would you mind, if Myne were to follow me home?” I inquire.
“Not at all, Dear!” Rarity responds, nodding her head vigorously in approval.
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I open the door, and my new friend follows me into the cloaking room; only for our two Chaperons to follow us, before the door slides shut.
“Welcome, Myne; to my dorm room, I hope you will enjoy the stay!” I put forth.
I slowly slip my shoes of, before I am opening the door, to my living room. Myne had slipped her shoes off of her feet, as well, before she is following me further in.
“Would it make any difference; if I were to pick the wrong shoes, when I go home?” Myne ponders. (Of course not, the shoes are identical.)
“Have a seat, Myne; and make yourself comfortable!” I offer.
“Thank you, Megumi!” she responds, as she is walking the short distance to the sofa, plopping down on the inner seat.
I take the other seat, even if I have three seats. Our Chaperons stand by the door, quietly observing us. (For now, their job is to absorb the ambient love, we are radiating.)
The room remains quiet, for a moment longer.
“Would you mind, if I were to play some music?” I inquire.
“Please do, Megumi!” she merely responds.
With that, I activate the system, selecting the music I had in mind.
“Activate” I select, and the music is starting to play.
I had selected classical Japanese music; because I figured it would make me feel right at home, but why not?
“Oh.. Oh..” Myne responds; “I like this!” she then adds.
“Me too..” I respond; “makes me feel at home, and at ease!” I put forth.
“How fitting, to end the day with relaxing music, and a sense of home!” she agrees.
“Thank you, Myne!” I respond.
“I like this music..” Myne is expressing; “even if it may be the first time, I have been listening to it!” she concludes.
“Oh..” I respond; “Okay!” I continue.
“Unless it is just pure luck..” she suggests; “I think we have a rather large selection of music, to choose from!” she puts forth.
“No idea..” I respond; “I haven’t had the time, to explore my option here, just yet!” I concede.
“Neither have I..” she confesses; “but I guess; we have more than enough time, to explore it!” she suggests.
“Yes..” I agree; “I’m assuming; we have a full education to look forwards to, if we choose to accept!” I put forth.
“May.. May I..” she starts; “Uhm, touch your shoulder?” Myne inquires.
“Well, why not?” I suggest; “If we were permitted, during class; “I can but assume, we can do it now too!” I suggest.
Rarity remains quiet, only nodding ascent.
“Oh, well..” Myne mumbles; “here goes..” she breathes, as she is reaching for my shoulder.
“Oh.. Oh..” I stutter, as I feel the touch of her extended index finger; “Yes.. Yes.. Yes..” I whisper.
Somehow; the experience is more intimate, as we are alone together. I find myself breathing hard. I am blushing, and my heart is beating fast.
I find myself looking into her eyes, as we are sharing the moment; just gazing into one-another’s eyes.
I feel her hand on my shoulder, and my hand moves towards her; only to land on her shoulder, momentarily staying there. (It is a moment shared, never to be forgotten; a moment, I will always keep close to my heart.)
A friend made, a friend tied to me. (Could we do this, again?)
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