//------------------------------// // The Daily Lives of High School Colts, Part 2 // Story: The Daily Lives of High School Colts // by Grave_Wing //------------------------------// Location: Canterlot High Cafeteria The cafeteria was much larger than it looked on the outside. Two double doors lead into the massive, two story building. Tables and chairs were set evenly in the middle of the building and on the sides. A massive glass window illuminated the large building and bathed it in the light of the sun. Vending machines were located on the right wall. a long line spiraled from the back of the cafeteria to the sides of the wall as a mare dished out food for the students. Two stairs located on each side of the massive room lead to the upper floor. “This place is bigger than the school…” Morning Star was marveling in the sheer size of the room. “Yeah, but the foods nothing special,” Wild Star groaned. “Excluding Hay is Tuesday Sandwiches.” “…..What?” “Don’t ask,” Wild Star winced as he moved for a table. “Did you bring a lunch?” Morning Star smiled. “Yeah its in my backpack!” Morning Star reached for his bag. Just to grab air. Morning Star stood in suspended animation. He was surprised and horrified that his bag was lost. He swore he could feel it resting on his back, and yet there was nothing but air. The air of which was all around them. How? How did he lose it? He swore he wouldn’t lose it like every year of school on the first day. And yet, here he was, standing in the cafeteria with his arm frozen in time as it tried to grasp the cloth that was his back. Just to touch nothing. Memories of his childhood began to flood into his mind. Every year when it was the first day, he always lost his bag. It started in kindergarten and he wanted to stop it in high school. But no, the streak stays alive. The streak and record he’s had for many years stays alive. Its like the world was just playing a cruel game with his life just to have fun. But why? Why him? Why did it have to be him that lost his bag once every year? Why couldn't it be somepony else? This is all a cruel joke. The world just hates him. And even if it didn't, it just wanted to ruin his life with this constant joke that happened every year. Even though the rest of the year goes smoothly, it will be every year, every first day of school, he will lose his bag. And it’s not just the first day, but the start of every semester. Even after winter break his bag makes a complete Trixie and disappears, never to be seen- “Did you lose your bag again?” Morning Star was sent out of his trance to see his friend sitting at a table in front of him. He munched on his grass and hay sandwich, the crumbs sticking to his red fur. “If it makes you feel any better, I brought an extra-“ “NO!” Morning Star said that a bit too loud. Even though he’s been standing there for minutes, no one seemed to mind until he shouted. “Morning Star it's ok-“ “I’m tired of the world playing this joke on me! I’m finding my bag if it’s the last thing I do!” Morning Star faced his friend, determination in his blue eyes. “It will be my quest to find my bag and finally stop this horrible game that the world has been playing!” “You’re such a dork…” Wild Star face palmed. But even though he was embarrassed, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. “So what are you going to do?” “I’m going to surpass god! I’ll find my bag even if it kills me!” Morning Star shot his fit into the air. “And then, this streak will be over!” “Hey while you’re there, surpassing god and all, can you find Blue?” Wild Star bit into his sandwich. “Hophully he’s not stuck in the stratophsphere.” “I’ll make it a side quest! Now I’m off!” Morning Star turned on his heels and began to march to the doors of the cafeteria. Just to bump into another mare. Again. Even though Morning Star’s face was already a soft white, his face began to become even paler as horror filled his eyes. He managed to bump into a mare that had a full tray of food in her hands. Now, all the contents of the tray were splattered on the mare’s petite figure. The salad was stuck on the mare’s white face while her orange juice splashed on her seemingly expensive white dress with a soft purple skirt. Her indigo mane was a mess, pieces of her sandwich and other assorted food caught in the curls. The orange juice began to dampen her white dress, causing the white blouse to be seen through. Her bra was now in full sight and very noticeable due to its purple colour. This caused Morning Star’s face to regain some blood as his cheeks heated up, turning a shade of pink. He could feel his face heating up but he was still embarrassed by the whole situation. He took a step towards the shocked mare, trying to apologize. The evil that was the orange juice didn’t go to rest. There was enough juice in the cup that it was now all over the floor, making it a death trap. Morning Star’s shoes had no grip due to them being old, making slipping as easy as pie. His foot descended in the pool of orange evil just to slip like ice. Soon, the teenage colt fell forward, colliding with the stunned mare. They both began to fall onto the floor, the whole spectacle bringing the attention of all in the cafeteria. The mare was now crying in embarrassment as Morning Star landed on top of her soaked body. She screamed as his face landed directly into her soaked chest, her white breasts hugging the burning red face of Morning Star. This was the second time this has happened and even though it was wrong, it felt so good. Her breasts were much bigger that Rainbow’s, providing him with a softer landing. But even though they were both embarrassed, no one said a word. They lied there for what felt like hours. This was the world giving Morning Star the middle finger. He challenged the world and god himself, and this was their response. They have single-handedly ruined any social status Morning Star had with anyone in the school by making him land in a mares breasts not once, but twice. He could mentally hear the world laugh, tears rolling down its round shape as it created tsunamis as it laughed. He could hear god’s thunderous laugh, the sheer giggles causing storms across the world. This is what happens when you challenge something out of your league. He couldn't move, they have trapped him. The diabolical orange juice has made his feet unable to stand. Although he gave credit to the janitor for waxing the floors with such a power, it only made the situation worse. Every time he tried to get up, it pushed his head deeper into the mare’s chest. He could hear them welcoming his superheated face. The blood from his nose began to mix with the orange juice on her shirt, soaking it even more. At this point, it was a series of very unfortunate events. But he could salvage this. He could fix this. With all the willpower in his body, he slammed his hands into the marble ground. With the strength of Supermane, he hoisted his upper body, the light flooding into his eyes as he escaped the darkness that was this mare’s large breasts. His yellow eyes were met with the mare’s sapphire blue eyes. She was embarrassed, as evident to her blushed face. And yet she hasn't said anything. Then again, neither did him. He didn't even think of what to say! He began to search for the autopilot he was in when talking to Fluttershy, but none was found. This was a crisis and yet his brain shut off! Not even he could comprehend this horror and embarrassment that it overloaded. They stared at each other for what felt like days. No pony said a word, not even the crowd around them. He glanced over to Wild star for some sort of assistance in this terrible matter that was before them. But this was a mistake. Due to moving his attention to the crowd, the mare soon realized the massive amount of students around them. She was in a trance of which this world has never seen until he looked away. And now that she was conscious, she was aware of the situation. Morning Star looked back at the mare to see a fire in her eyes. He began to crawl backwards, the rage in her eyes creating a new definition of fear. The room began to get dark as the mare got to her hooves. Her high quality blouse and skirt were covered in orange juice and blood. Her mane was destroyed, her food was gone, and she was embarrassed to a next level. The rage that coursed through the mare’s body made her eyes glow red as she glared at the colt with the hate of 1000 suns. Her right eye twitched as she stared at the colt, her shadow engulfing Morning Star. “How…. DARE YOU!” Thunder roared from the outside, illuminating the mare for a second. Her accent would be cute if the sheer rage in her eyes didn't make her seem any way but horrifying. “YOU DARE EMBARRASS ME?” “I-It was an accident.” The boner in Morning Star’s pants disappeared as quickly as possible. He was on the verge of pissing his pants and running, but his brain wasn’t done restarting. The mare’s horn began to glow a faint light blue. It was going to be a very painful day. * * * Location: Canterlot High Parks “This is actually really good!” Blue Bass was enjoying the refreshing taste of Applejack’s Apple Cider. Although he could taste the obvious alcohol within the bottle, it was still good. Plus, if the teachers don’t find out about the alcohol content, she could make a huge sale off of Blue himself. He was always a sucker for apples since he met Applejack’s grandmother years ago. He took a small swig and sighed, the alcohol slightly burning his throat. “So you gonna tell me how in tarnation you made it back to earth?” Applejack was sitting under a tree next to Blue, multiple bottles of cider around her. She wasn’t wasted and neither was blue, so if anything they looked like they were just beating the heat. "Because Gilda has one hell of a punch." “Hm?” Blue gave her a questionable look. He paused for a moment, remembering what they were talking about. “Just one more.” “Nu-Uh Sugarcube, you’ve had enough.” Applejack swatted his hand away from the case of cider in between them. “Now start talking.” “Oh… Uhh… Supermane saved me.” Blue began to reach for the case just to be swatted away again. “Ow!” “Ah can tell you’re lying from a mile away Blue,” Applejack chuckled, taking a swig from her cider. “Now honest truth. Or you’re not getting any of my cider.” Blue held in his laughter as his dirty mind interpreted her words into something dirty. His shoulders were shaking as he tried not to laugh out loud. “What? You want my cider don’t yah, so why the laughing?” tears strolled down Blue’s cheeks as he tried so desperately not to laugh. “Dammit Blue what’s so- You dirty son of a!” Applejacks orange hand slapped Blue with such a force it could’ve knocked the fur off of him. Applejack bursts into laughter as it left a print on his soft yellow face. “Serves you right Sugarcube!” Applejack fell over as Blue was screaming in agony at the burning pain on his cheek. “HEEEELP!!!” Their laughter was cut short as someone’s scream could be heard for miles. It was soon followed up by the sound of wheels screeching on the ground. Soon, the doors to the main school burst open, and they were beholden a sight of horror. Morning star was running as fast as he could, tears streaming from his eyes. Dried up blood was around his nose as he ran for dear life, his footsteps almost sounding like a race car. Close behind the scared out of his mind colt was a white mare with an indigo mane. Hate was plastered on her face like a painting as she was right behind him. Her teeth were clenched together like an iron grip as she ran, rage in her eyes. The two attracted the students that ate outside and some teachers from within the classrooms. Morning star was running for dear life, jumping and avoiding any obstacles. The mare behind him plowed through anything in her way like a freight train. His brain was awake and instantly initiated the fight or flight program, instantly choosing flight. Now Morning Star was stuck in a fleeing action, his stamina out matching anything of which the students of the school could match. It even made Rainbow Dash, who watched from the track and field track, awe in amazement. The chase began to make its way to the soccer field, which was in the middle of a small game. Th stallions all stopped as they saw the living bullet and his companion hurtling to them at the speed of sound. They all fanned out as they ran through, creating a small trench in the middle of the court. Morning Star curved around and began running back to the school, the enraged mare not letting up. He was surprised he hasn’t stopped to take a breath, but if you were getting chased by a crazy mare, you’d probably get an infinite supply of stamina. “Why are all the mares so crazy in this school?” Morning Star screamed as he ran. He could feel the mare’s hot breath on his neck as she got closer. Morning Star resorted to climbing. He ran up a tree at back breaking speeds, eventually reaching the top. But the mare didn’t give up. She began to climb to the top of the tree, her eyes locked with the terrified eyes of Morning Star. He quickly began throwing sticks and leaves at the crazy mare, hoping that she would stop. But all it did was fuel the rage within the mare. Her horn glowed to life as her magic gripped the colts hoof, desperately pulling him down. he gripped on to every branch, trying as hard as he can to get away. It was hopeless. No pony could help him at this point. Wild Star was too injured that he could probably not even help while Blue Bass was nowhere to be found. This mare was going to drag him down even if it kills her. And then…. She’s going to kill him…. And this was all because he challenged the world. Morning Star learned a valuable lesson after the branch he was clutching on finally broke. And this was a lesson he’ll never forget. Never challenge the way of life.