Authors note: thanks for all of the support, but i would like to explain some things, this story is not a personal narrative. the intro is fairly accurate, and the event at the coffee shop is also true, the characters in the story are based off of real people in my life, (frank is a real person based off of one of my friends and Deejay is based off of a combination of (frank and my boyfriend) |||STRESSING||| only some of this is based off of my life, thanks and keep reading /)(\
I went home and went to take a cold shower to numb my burning body. Living with my parents was tough, but so was the economy. I went in my room and tried not to move, it hurt too much. I didn't eat for the next twenty four hours, I couldn't get out of bed. It hurt too much. I got sick, possibly from shock, my body temperature exceeded one hundred and four degrees, they had the doctor make a house call because I was too sick to move. The doctor had no idea what was wrong with me, beside the burns i was healthy. I was loosing...
For the better part of a week, I couldn't move or even speak. What surprised everypony was how quickly I recovered .from such a debilitating state. After a couple of more days I was able to walk and eat again. When I was able to get down stairs by myself, my parents thanked a god i didn't believe in. I dint want them to feel bad so I played along. I waited a day before going back to work. I still felt awful though. Nopony visited, at least that's what my parents say.
I went back to work that day, and my co-workers had arranged a surprise welcome-back party. I knew that none of them wanted to do it though. They didn't even like me, except for frank who came in on his day off just to see me. When he saw me looking the way i did he gave me a big squeeze and made me feel better. It felt like he was the only pony glad to have me back, he probably was.
Deejay didn't show up for a couple of days. I guessed that I was right, he didn't want to be around a blankflank. Work got boring. It seemed as though I was the only one who worked there, probably because I was the best worker the boss didnt need anyone else working the same shift as me.
It was a new day and I had just opened shop when I hear a bunch of screaming, but it didn't sound like bad screaming so I took little notice. then i saw him, he flew through the door.
"Hide me!" he said panting.
"Get behind the counter!"
He dived behind the counter and found his way into the only space that would sufficiently hide him, a cubbyhole right between my legs. I was required, when someone entered the shop, to stand on my hind legs. It was a sign of respect and attentiveness. But all I could think was"fuck this is gunna get awkward."
Then through the glass window I saw a large crowd of fanfillies and colts alike, all wearing glow sticks and trip pants.
A fanfilly busted through the door fallowed by a bunch of other ponies.
"Where is he?!" said the fangirl who looked like Dj Pon-3 except she had a black coat and painted on a white cutiemark that was supposed to be musical notes.
"Where is who?" I asked
"DEEJAY PRINCEPE!!!" she said all of the girls squeed
"I don't know who that is."
"He has turntables as his cutiemark and has a brown coat" they said
"What color are his eyes" I said pretending to want to help them
"Nopony knows, that's why we were chasing him." one of the fancolts said
"You mean like, THAT GUY?" I said pointing out the window at a pony with a brown coat.
They all screamed as they chased the poor unsuspecting pony down the street. Thirty seconds of silence later I said,
"It's safe, you can come up now"
He poked his head up between my arms that were on the counter top, his mane rubbing against my crotch as he looked around. He ducked back under then came up on the other side of my arms so that he could move around freely.
"Thanks" he said.
He looked at me realizing who it was his eyes widened and a smile spread across his face.
"Spirit!" he said patting me on the back "I missed you"
"Yea" I said, I wanted to hug him so badly that it hurt "I missed you too..."
"Thanks for the save back there"
"Yea no probs" I said blushing.
He went to sit at a table, and when he sat down he just flopped down, his face hitting the table with a thud.
"You o.k.? I asked concerned.
He wouldn't answer. Then I heard him snore.
"Hehe sleepy pony is sleepy"
I looked at him, walked over and reluctantly woke him up.
"Hey you fell asleep, are you alright?"
"Yea, I'm just tired." he said putting his head back down on the table.
He slept there until closing time. I tried to get him up by shaking him. and he woke up with a jolt.
"Huh!? Whossere?" he said half asleep.
"It's me. We're closing up shop for the night." I said giggling to myself.
"Hey um spirit..." he paused " I am sorry about what had happened, I just want you to know that it wasn't me. that being said I kinda need a place to stay for the night." he started to blush.
That statement caught me off guard. Being the trusting pony that I am I didn't doubt him. However I honestly didnt know what to say. but instead i asked
" You don't have a place?"
I regretted asking him that because of his reaction.
He withdrew. "No, my parents kicked me out." he said looking down.
"Oh umm... i guess, but you would hafta be quiet entering the house cuz i might hafta sneak you in." Then I realized "Right hehe... wings."
He looked at me. a small smile on his face.
"Thanks spirit" he said.
"Yup, no problem. We can go after I set the alarm"
I counted the money and put it in the safe. When i walked back into the main room he got up and fallowed me to the door where I set the alarm and locked the door.
" 'Aight we can go now" I say as we head outside.