Bubbles
An anthropomorphic MLP fan fiction
You let out a big yawn as you walked down the sidewalk of Derpy's neighborhood, listening to Linkin Park as you walked. It was an early, Sunday morning, normally you would have work, but Vinyl had to take the weekend for a string of gigs in Manehatten. So you had the weekend off. You called Derpy and the two of you agreed to hang out today. This is where you were headed with a paper bag of muffins in hand from Sugarcube Corner that had gone stale.
You made it to Derpy's house and turned off your music and rang the door bell. A few seconds passed and a big muscled mass of a stallion in a pink bathrobe answered the door. You met Derpy's father, Crunch, a few weeks ago and he scared you. He glared at you like he does with every male who looks at one of his girls, or so Paint says, but Paint came to your rescue.
“Oh hey, come on in!” she said merrily. “Stop scaring the poor boy,” she said patting Crunch on one of his massive arms. Crunch stepped aside and let you pass, though he never stopped staring at you. “Derpy! Your coltfriend is here!” Paint yelled up the stairs. She always teased you and Derpy about being marefriend and coltfriend. Every time she said it, it scared the shit out of you. Not because you didn't want to date Derpy or anything, but because she decided to only say it around Crunch. Said stallion cracked his neck as his glare doubled, making you start to sweat.
Please hurry up Derpy!
Just then Derpy came running down the stairs. She had a newspaper under her arm and she didn't look like her normal happy self. She looked kinda irritated, sad, and it looked like she didn't get a good nights sleep last night. She sat down on the couch and pulled her shoes on, then a light red sweater with a muffin over the heart. You yourself wore a sweater, grayish blue with black bands around the arms.
“Bye daddy,” Derpy said, standing on her tip toes to kiss Crunch on the cheek. “I'll be back by noon. Let's go.”
You followed her out. Now you knew something was wrong as she usually liked to stay for a few minutes and watch you squirm under Crunch's gaze. With the newspaper still under her arm she took off down the sidewalk with her head down. It had gotten colder over the past few days and you could almost see your breath.
You decided to let Derpy talk when she was ready and you let your mind wander, though not too far in case she started to talk. She started to grumble under her breath and you started to get slightly worried. You looked up in time to grab her sleeve and pull her towards you so she wouldn't run head first into a light pole.
“Wah? Oh, sorry,” Derpy said looking a little embarrassed.
“What's up Derpy? You seem out of it,” you say as you started to walk again. Derpy let out a big sigh and handed you her newspaper. You look at the page it was folded to; it looked like the for sale/ rent page and she had a few ads circled. You read one:
One Bedroom
Kitchen
One bath
Living room
Office room
1000 bits per month
You looked at another and saw that it said pretty much the same thing, as did the others she circled.
“Can't afford these housing options?” you guess. Derpy nodded. She pointed to a bench and the two of you sat down.
“I'm trying to prove to my parents that I’m adult enough to be able to get my own place. The only problem is I can't afford any of the housing on a mail mare’s salary. At least not mine,” Derpy said, putting her head in her hands. “I don't want to ask them for money because I want them to see I can do this, you know?”
“Well, have you though about getting a roommate?”
“Yeah, but all of my friends either have a home already or are about to.”
“Hmm,” you hum, still looking at the newspaper. Something clicks in your head. “What about me?”
Derpy looks up at you with an eyebrow raised.
“The Cakes have put up with me for far too long, I’ve done this before on my world, my salary couldn't cover all of the rent, but together I bet that we could do it. If you want of course.” Derpy just looks at you for a few seconds.
“…”
“YES!” she yelled as she grabbed you in a big hug. You swore you heard one of your ribs crack. “Oh thank you thank you thank you thank you!”
“Derpy!” you gasped, “I need air!”
~~~
That was a few weeks ago. You found yourself thinking back to the moment as you hauled the last of Derpy's boxes from the moving wagon to your new apartment. It was a nice and cozy thing. It was located near the market area so you both were somewhat close to your jobs. It had two rooms, one bath, kitchen, living room and a hall closet. It wasn't the best, but it was nice.
You set down the boxes you were carrying down on the floor, next to the very worn couch. You plopped down next to Derpy who was resting on it.
“Moving is hard,” she complained, then took a sip of her soda.
“I did the most.”
“Yeah, but I supervised the most. It's hard work.”
You roll your eyes and made your way to the small fridge to get a soda. Her parents had taken the news rather well; Paint increased her teasing and Crunch didn't kill you... yet. Dinky however wasn't so understanding. She was very sad to see her sister leave, even if it was just halfway across town. Though she cheered right up when she heard that she would get Derpy's old room, which was twice the size of her room. You had spent the past weeks finding and buying stuff for your new apartment.
Derpy stood up and stretched. “I suppose I should get the rest of this stuff to my room,” Derpy said before taking a box in her arms and walking back to her room. Your rooms were just across from the hall from each other. They were about the same size, Derpy's a little bit bigger, but with your amount of possessions it looked like your room was a lot bigger.
You sat down in front of the modest sized TV and dragged a box close to you. Inside it had a some-what good stereo system and a DVD/VHS player. Vinyl sold it to you for cheap as a house warming gift, even though it was an apartment. You personally just think she wanted to get rid of it. It didn't take long to hook it up, and Derpy was finished with her room when you got done.
“So that's the amazing stereo system?” she asked as you started to put things back.
“Yup,” you say.
The two of you moved to the couch and fell down on it at the same time, making the old couch creak. You grabbed the remote to the TV and turned it on, content on watching TV. However, the only thing that would turn on was static. You and Derpy both facepalmed at the same time and slowly turned to look at each other.
“We forgot to order satellite TV,” you both say at the same time. You both let out a big sigh and hung your heads.
“Wanna just get a couple movies at the movie store?” you ask after a few seconds of silence. Derpy thought about it for a few seconds before nodding her head. You both stood and grabbed your sweaters and headed out into the town. The sun was started to set and there weren't many ponies out and about at this time of day. You both started to walk to the movie store but your stomach started to growl loudly before you could make two steps. Derpy giggles rather cutely before heading into the opposite direction of the movie store.
“Let's get dinner!” she said. You shrugged and followed. You both decided on a fast meal of ordering a couple daisy sandwiches and eating them in the park. It was rather cold but the park was very beautiful in the sunset.
In the middle of your sandwich Derpy looks at you and giggles.
“What?” you ask.
“Your true hair color is showing,” she said, taking a bite out of her sandwich. You subconsciously run your hands though your hair. It was a lot longer than when you first got here, almost to you shoulders now, but not quite. You hair grew incredibly fast making you spend a lot on hair dyes. A little bit of blond was showing through and you have yet to dye your hair. Same with your tail.
“Yeah, I gotta dye it again, though I’m thinking about letting it grow out.”
“Defiantly grow it out, but you should keep your true hair color. It looks nice,” Derpy said, reaching up to mess with your hair. You blushed for some reason, but you had no idea as to why. You swat Derpy's hand away with a roll of your eyes. This makes Derpy giggle again.
You quickly finished your sandwiches and started to walk to the movie store again.
~~~
It was a simple movie store; it had rows upon rows of movies to choose from. Ranging from horror to porn in a blocked off adult section. Derpy left it to you to select a horror movie while she found a movie herself. You were conflicted between two different movies. Buckets of Blood and Hannimare.
Hannimare's review made it sound just like Hannible from your world and while that was a great movie, but you've never seen a movie that came close to Buckets of Blood.
You got a couple packets of microwavable popcorn and rented the movies Derpy and you picked out. You paid because Derpy “conveniently” forgot her wallet. You both quickly made it back to your apartment and you popped in Derpy's movie, as per her request, while she popped the popcorn. With the popcorn popped and the movie in the DVD player, you on one side of the couch with Derpy on the other and a big bowl of popcorn in the middle of the both of you, you started the movie.
~~~
There are many awkward moments that a movie can make with certain scenes. Reminding how you and an ex got together with said ex sitting next to you with her new boyfriend, reminding you of how your late grandpa liked his pancakes, making your sensitive grandmother collapse in a crying fit, or why your girlfriend broke up with you in the first place, while you still loved her.
However, none of those could compare to sitting next to your best friend, watching a romantic comedy about two best friends getting together, and said romantic comedy having a rather intense sex scene.
You both just stared at the movie, blushes on your faces, not daring to look at each other, with the sex scene showing no signs of coming to a close.
After a few moments of this you clear your throat and stand up, grabbing the half empty bowl of popcorn.
“I think I’ll make some more popcorn,” you say, making your way to the kitchen.
“Good! Good good good, great!” Derpy said, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes never leaving the TV.
~~~
Buckets of Blood had Derpy on the edge of her seat, while it had you yawning. It wasn't a bad movie per say, it had a good plot, it's just it was cheesy as hell. There was way too much blood, not enough actual gore, and the killer was just very clique. Though one good thing about the movie, was it had Derpy very jumpy. This of course gave you the very smart idea of trying to scare Derpy as she was in the bathroom.
You hid next to the door, content on jump scaring Derpy. Just as she was coming out of the bathroom you jumped at her and yelled really loudly.
…
You've never been dropped by a girl with one punch before until when you tried to scare Derpy. You're pretty sure Crunch had trained her to protect herself.
Derpy apologized and after a few more minutes of cleaning up the two of you went to bed.
“Night,” Derpy said, standing in her doorway.
“Night, Derpy,” you say, closing your door. Oh, it was going to be fun living with Derpy; That much was clear.