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// Chapter 11 
// Story: Bubbles 
// by Multi Personas 
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	Bubbles
An anthropomorphic MLP fan fiction
“So where would you like to eat?” you get asked by Paint. Derpy, Dinky, Paint, and yourself were walking down the street, having left just a few seconds ago.
“I actually haven't been in Ponyville for long, so why don't you guys pick?” you ask.
“Derpy? Dinky?” Paint asked them. They both put a finger on their chins as they thought about it.
“How about that one place that dad took us last month?” Derpy asked. Paint screwed up her face trying to think. “The one with the great ravioli’s.”
“Oh! Yes I remember that one. How about it?” Paint asked you.
“Sure,” you say.
You continue walking and soon you are on the business district of Ponyville. You walk past Sugarcube Corner when you think of something.
“Hey, do you mind if I pop into Sugarcube Corner for a quick second? I think I should tell Mrs. Cake I’ll be having dinner without them,” you explain.
“Sure, we'll be right here,” Paint said. With a nod you quickly run inside. You don't find Mrs. Cake but you do find Pinkie at the cash register. You quickly run up to her just as she finishes with a customer.
“Hey!” she greeted with her usual happiness.
“Hey Pinkie. I was going to have dinner with Derpy and her family, so I was going to tell Mrs. Cake that so she doesn't have to worry about me eating tonight.”
“I can tell her when she gets back. She went to the post office to pick up some postage stamps.”
“Alright, thanks Pinkie.” you say before turning to leave again. Just when you were about to open the door Pinkie yells your name to get your attention. “Yes?”
“Good luck on your date!” she cheerfully calls, giving you a thumbs up.
“Er, no. Pinkie this isn't a date.”
“Oh. Ok then.” just as you were about to open the door again, Pinkie calls out once again. “Don't order the milk! My Pinkie Sense is going off!”
“Um, right,” Pinkie Sense? Maybe Twilight knows. “See ya!” and finally you were outside. “Sorry about that,” you say to Derpy and them.
“It's nothing to worry about, lets go!” Paint said before turning on heel and continue to walk down the road.
After a few minutes of walking you find yourself walking in what looked like a fancy restaurant. You went inside and seated yourselves. You picked a booth because you like booths. Derpy and Paint sat on one side while you and Dinky sat on the other. After you were seated a waitress showed up and handed out menus.
“Don't worry about paying. I got you covered,” Paint said with a smile.
“Thanks,” you say. Normally you would pay for your own meal, but you don't have to necessary funds.
“What would you guys like to drink?” the waitress asked.
“I'll have a Dr. Pony,” Derpy ordered.
“Make that two,” Paint says.
“I'll have some sweet tea,” you order.
“Can I get some milk?” Dinky asked.
“Actually,” you say, leaning in close to Dinky. “I wouldn't get that if I were you. Pinkie said.”
“Oh, never mind. Can I get a sweet tea also?” Dinky asks.
“You sure can. I’ll get them to you in a minute and let you decide what you would like for dinner,” the waitress said before disappearing for a few second, and returning with the drinks.
You look over the menu for a few seconds before settling on a dish. The waitress comes back after a few minutes.
“Have you all decided?” she asked.
“Yes, can I get the spaghetti?” Paint orders.
“I would like the ravioli, please,” Derpy ordered.
“Pizza, please,” Dinky ordered.
“The three cheese lasagna, please,” you order.
“Alright,” the waitress said, writing it all down. “I'll be right out with your food.” The waitress turned to leave but Paint stopped her.
“Can we get some bread sticks?” she asked.
“Certainly,” the waitress said before she returned with a basket of bread sticks. You each grabbed a bread stick, and they were spectacular. You thought Fazoli's had good break sticks, but man, these topped them by a mile. It could have been the freshness of them, or the fact that you were now a pony. Or it could have been both. But one thing was clear: you would have a foodgasm by the time you got back home with how good the food is here in Ponyville. Hearing your name calls from your thoughts.
“So, what do you do to get bits?” Paint asked, munching on a bread stick.
“Well, to be honest, I haven't been here for very long and I have no idea how long I will be here, so I haven't got a job yet. But I have been helping random ponies, getting bits that way,” you say taking a sip of your tea.
“Oh, what's your special talent?” Paint asks.
“Um, I repair computers and other electronics,” you say.
“So if my computer or phone broke, instead of paying a bunch of bits for a repair stallion, I could just phone you up and get it for free?” she asked with a hopeful smile.
“Well, you would have to pay for the part, but I suppose that could work,” you say with a light chuckle.
“Ha ha, sweet.”
The waitress came back with the food and soon everybody was eating delicious food. The lasagna was very good, and very hot. You burned your tongue on the first bite.
“So I take it you painted the paintings in your living room?” you ask, trying to make light conversation.
“Yup, they are some of my earlier pieces, I don't paint on canvas anymore though. This one though,” Paint said nudging Derpy in her side, making her giggle and squirm, “has taken after her mother. Quite the artist.” A light red flooded Derpy's cheeks at the compliment. “That one,” Paint said pointing to Dinky, “is a wiz with numbers and such. Just like her father. In all advanced classes I believe.”
“Yup! I’m going to be a scientist when I grow up,” Dinky said with a big smile on her face. Her cheerfulness was quite contagious and soon everyone at the table had a huge smile on their face.
The rest of the dinner went quite well, you talked about a lot of things. Their father, Crunch, works for a very big company in Canterlot, and is very high up.”
Along with hearing about their father, you also here quite a lot of embarrassing stories of when Derpy was a little filly. Apparently Derpy had tried to ship herself to the ocean because she wanted to go visit her grandmother who has a beach house. She didn't go, because she got caught by her father, but she did learn that she wanted to be a mailmare that day. You heard all about this over desert, you each got a huge piece of cheesecake. Dinky wasn't able to finish hers off and since everybody else was too full, you took it.
While you were eating some one rushed to the bathroom looking quite green. His date said something about milk. You just shrugged it off.
The sun had started to set when you left, with a big yawn you started to walk to Sugarcube Corner. You stopped in front of the bakery's doors and turned to the two mare's and one filly.
“Thanks for dinner,” you say to Paint, who smiled. “It was nice meeting you guys but I must take my leave now,” you nod to Derpy and Dinky and stretch out your hand to Paint. She looked at it with an amused smile, grabbed it and yanked you to her and she caught you in a very big hug.
“Yeah, I’m a hugger,” she said. Not sure what to do you return the hug, mindful of her wings, and you two separate. Paint, Derpy, and Dinky took off, but Derpy stopped to give you one last wave, which you returned. With a smile on your face you enter Sugarcube Corner. What you saw whipped the smile off your face.
“I want my money back!” a very large stallion, black furred, very tight gray shirt outlining muscles, blue jeans, and black boots, said to a very frightened looking Pinkie, who was still at the counter.
“I-I'm sorry sir, but we can't give refunds,” she said with a very shaky voice.
“There a problem here?” you ask with a calm voice. The stallion slowly turned his head to look at you.
“I know you,” the stallion said as he started to walk towards you. “You're that alien thing,” he said with much disgust on the word “thing”. He got right up in your face but you don't back down. “There is a problem. It's you. You don't belong here.”
“What are you going to do about it?” you ask in a calm voice. The stallion eyed you, sizing you up.
“You're lucky I’m in good mood,” he growled before walking out the door.
Once the door closed you let out a slightly shaky voice. Pinkie appeared next to you and locked the door and switched the “open” sign to “closed”.
“Are you ok?” you ask Pinkie, who nods.
“I'm going to take a shower,” Pinkie said, her voice still slightly shaky. You both make for the stairs, going up to Pinkie's room. Pinkie grabs some cloths and goes to the shower. You sit on your bed and put on your headphones. You put your MP3 Player on random and played a song. You close your eyes and concentrate on your music. You feel something nudge your hand and you see Gummy sitting next to you. Taking a deep breath you start to pet Gummy.
Figures there would be assholes in this world too. Just a lot less. You think to yourself. You sit there for a while. Eventually Pinkie returns and she is back to her usual self. You bring your headphones to your neck and call out Pinkie's name.
“Who was that?” you ask.
“That was Body Slam,” she said as she sat on her bed.
“Why was he so angry?”
“He didn't like what he ordered so he wanted a refund. But policy says I can't, and he got angry.” Pinkie thought for a minute. “But I don't know why he was angry with you, you should stay clear of him.”
“Back on my world I ran into people like daily I just didn't think people like that were here.”
“Well not everybody is like that,” Pinkie said.
“Yeah I know, I’m not worried about him,” you say. You look down at Gummy. You're not sure how much he can actually feel but he seems to be enjoying your petting. “Say, where did you get Gummy anyways?” you ask.
“Oh! Well one day I was hanging out in Ponyville's sewers-”
“Wait!, why?”
“Looking for adventure of course!”
“Right, continue.”
"Anyways, so I was looking for adventure when I hear this very big roar! At first I was scared, but oddly I found myself wanting to find out what the roaring was, so I followed it. I walked for what seemed like forever but then I saw something that was just spectacular! I giant underground cavern filled with the most beautiful gems! I thought about telling Rarity, but she doesn't like getting dirty. Anyway the gems formed some type of maze and the growling was coming from somewhere in the middle, so I entered the maze in search of the sound...” Pinkie goes on to explain all that she faced in the gem maze, and it all seemed very unlikely, but she was one helluva story teller and it kept you very intrigued. “... then I reached the middle of the maze, I had Excalibur at the ready to face what ever demon from the fourth wall that had escaped. But I didn't find any demons, instead I found Gummy! It was his tummy that was making the giant roar!” Pinkie said giggly that turned laughter. “every since that day, Gummy and I have sworn to protect Equestria from the Fourth wall Demons! Even if I have to break it every so often,” Pinkie turned her head to the wall next to her and squinted her eyes. “Isn't that right readers?” she asked. You raise an eyebrow and look at the wall she was looking at, trying to see what she saw, but you say nothing. You shrug it off as a Pinkie thing. Pinkie lets out a very big yawn. “Yowza! Look at the time! I think it's time for bed,” Pinkie said before laying down and pulled her blankets over her. You pick up gummy and give him to Pinkie. You tug off your shirt, shoes, and empty your pockets and you yourself crawl in bed. Pinkie claps her hands and the lights go out.
“Good night!”
“Good night,” you say with a big yawn.