A set of noisy hooves awoke Gilda at an hour she was certain wasn’t legal. She reluctantly opened her eye to see her roommate Trixie walking about in the kitchen. The Unicorn had experienced something of an epiphany the night before and said something about realizing her destiny today. While Gilda was happy her friend was feeling better, she could not understand what she was doing up this early.
It wasn’t long before she found out. Trixie entered the living room carrying a tray which itself held two plates of buttered toast and eggs along with two cups of coffee. “Good Morning my trusted compadre” the mare greeted with significant cheer. “You like black coffee I hope.” The Griffon stared momentarily before taking the mug groggily.
“So any reason you’re up this early making breakfast?”
“As I said last night, today is the day we begin to realize my destiny. The first day of the rest of my life. But in order to make it work, I’m going to need your help. That’s why we’re starting early with a good morning breakfast.”
“Uh-huh” Gilda replied in between chugs of her coffee. “I can already tell today’s gonna be awesome.”
“Oh it will” said the Unicorn, too giddy to acknowledge her friends sarcasm. “Be sure to finish up soon. Our first stop is the sports bar.”
“Your work? Why do you need me there?”
“Just something I need to take care of before we get started.”
***
The duo walked into the ‘Horse and Buggy Sports Bar’. The interior being one you would expect. Road signs, hoofball jerseys and other sport equipment on the walls. There was a bar in the back and numerous tables to accommodate for families or large parties. A jukebox was placed near the door so the customers can ‘Kick up the happening tunes’ as the boss put it. All and all, it was a fairly standard restaurant.
And this would be the last time Trixie would have to see it again.
As if on cue, Trixie’s boss Mr. Pincher was walking towards the two from his office. He was wearing the smile on his face that she knew and despised. “Hey Trixie. There’s my number one gal” hey said in an attempt to be flaterring “You’re looking as great as ever. Better even.”
Yeah, yeah whatever boss. Listen I’ve got something to say.”
“Oh? Well what a coincidence! I have something I have wanted to tell you too. Why don’t we go into my office and discuss it?”
Violet eyes were rolling ever so subtly as Trixie responded “Alright.” She then turned to her Griffon friend. “Give me a few minutes G, this shouldn’t take long.” Gilda gave her a slight nod as the two ponies made their way into the office.
***
Trixie sat down in front of Mr. Pinchers desk as he looked out his window for a whopping 30 seconds in silence. She was certain that he would want to say what he wanted first but was becoming quite annoyed with his lack of haste. Finally, he turned around to face her with another idiot worthy grin plastered to his mug.
“Trixie, we’ve known each other for quite a while now.”
“As in barely four months” she replied.
“Exactly and in these four months, I couldn’t help but notice the connection we have made.” He leaned over his desk and looked her in the eyes. “A special connection.”
Trixie kept an unreadable expression as Pincher continued with his monologue.
“Now ever since you came through those doors for the first time, I knew there was something special about you. In your time working here you have been punctual, dependable and ever so hard working. I couldn’t be prouder of you”. The ‘Academy Award worthy’ stallion walked around the desk and closer to Trixie. “But lately, I’ve noticed our bond becoming something greater than the traditional employee, employer relationship. I for one take that as a sign. A sign that what we have is an opportunity. An opportunity that we would be foolish to waste.”
He gently grasped her hoof in his own. “I know some ponies would call it improper, or indecent…or against ‘Horse and Buggy Sports Bar’ policy. But I know that if we truly care for another, we can make this work. So what do say Trixie? Will you make me the happiest stallion in the world and be my very special somepony?”
Trixie’s immediate reaction was the arching of a single brow on her otherwise fantastic poker face. Seconds passed as Mr. Pincher was grinning and sweating, eagerly awaiting her verbal response. And eventually the blue Unicorn said “Actually, I came in today to tell you that I’m quitting and that you and this Celestia-forsaken place can rot in the deepest pit of Tartarus for all I care.”
Again there was complete silence.
“…O-Oh” Mr. Pincher muttered. “I-is t-that so?”
“Yes. That is so.”
He began fidgeting with his hooves and tried to comprise a coherent thought. “W-well then…t-t-this is g-good! N-now we no longer need to be shackled by the traditional employee employer relationship!”
The normal pony mind could not comprehend how not amused Trixie was at this point. “OK Pincher, you’ve seem to misunderstand me on an astronomical scale her. Now when I say-“
BOOM!
The door to the office flew open and then stepped in a furious looking middle age mare wearing a faux fur coat and was sporting a cheap perm from the looks of it. She glared daggers into the eyes of the now terrified restaurant manager barely outside of choking range. “PENNY PINCHER YOU LYING PILE OF MANURE!!! YOU HONESTLY THOUGHT YOU COULD KEEP THIS FROM ME!? YOUR WIFE!?”
Penny, whom commendably hadn’t soiled himself yet, gathered the last of his courage in an attempt to stand his ground. “Now G-Glitter. T-t-this d-doesn’t concern you”.
“DON’T GIVE ME THAT GARBAGE!!!” Her hateful gaze now focused on Trixie. “OH! AND I BET THAT THIS IS THE FLOOZY!!!”
A now very confused Trixie was scooped up in the forelegs of the to-be-dead husband. “She’s not a floozy! A-and yes! Trixie and I are in love!”
Now Trixie was completely flabbergasted. “OK, I’m pretty sure that I made it clear that-“
“Can it floozy!” Mrs. Pincher yelled
“Don’t talk to her like that!” Mr. Pincher yelled back
“Ohhhhhhh, WHERE DO YOU GET OFF YELLING AT ME LIKE THAT!?” The Mrs. Then commenced taking off her probably fake gold earrings. “There’s gonna be a whooping’ up in here!”
At this point Trixie forced herself from her ex-boss’ grip and proceeded for the door. “Yeah, you two talk it out. I’m outta here.” Then Mrs. Pinch stood right in her way.
“Oh there’s an extra special whooping ready for you, you roadhouse tramp!”
“Yyyyyeeeaaaahhhh. It’s really not a good idea to threaten me lady.”
“Oh no? And what are you gonna do about it brat?”
The younger mare simply rolled her eyes and simply called out “HEY GILDA! MIND BREAKING A FEW LEGS FOR ME?”
***
The stupendous duo that was Trix and G left ‘Horse and Buggy Sports Bar’ with smiles on their faces.
“You know, they try and make up important rules for friendship” Gilda said. “But a true friend let their friend break their loser boss’ legs.”
Trixie snickered and nodded in agreement. “His loudmouth wife was a bonus.” Despite a few awkward moments earlier, Trixie was feeling even better than she did that morning.
“Now you’re sure they won’t try suing us?” the Griffon asked.
“Nah. Pincher will cover up for me. He’s sad like that”
“Ah, OK. So, you’re now unemployed, right?”
“Yeah”
“Well not to be a downer, but we’re gonna need money somehow.”
“Oh don’t worry. I’ve got plenty in my savings until we start pulling more in.”
“You sure?”
“Well Pincher has been doubling my already generous salary every week since I started working there, so yeah.”
“Dang! That guy is obsessed with you!”
“Yeah, it’s messed up” Trixie then turned to face her friend. “But now, it matters not. With that crummy job no longer holding me back, we can finally take the first steps towards achieving my destiny. Come on Gilda!”
“Awesome! I’m actually pumped for this! Where are we going now?”
“To the local library!”
Gilda’s morale had perished within milliseconds.