CHAPTER 36
"... And there we go! Hey, Dashie, everything in the living room is done! How're you holding up?"
I heard her chuckling, and before I knew it, she was hovering right in front of my face. "Done! Have been for the past five minutes. Hehehe..."
I chuckled at her a bit, and then flicked her on the nose. "Why am I not surprised? You are the 'Fastest in Equestria.' Self proclaimed, of course." I shot her an evil grin.
Dashie puffed out her cheeks and glared at me. "Hey!"
I stuck my tongue out at her, and went to put away all of the decorations. I looked at our handiwork. Nothing was too girly, but nothing was too boyish either. Perfect for a tomboy's birthday. I smiled when I imagined Scoots' reaction, and put the last of the decorations in the closet next to the kitchen.
"This is gonna rock! It feels good getting to give my own kid a nice birthday. My mum never threw me any birthday parties..."
I stopped myself right there. I didn't need to be thinking depressing thoughts when my own daughter's birthday is right around the corner. Dashie and I had been working since we woke up that morning. I was wondering how her sleepover with Apple Bloom went.
"They better not have done anything too crazy... Oh who am I kidding? I'd probably end up being proud of her anyways... Hmmm... Not sure if irresponsible, or supportive. Ah, whatever... Hm. Apple Bloom's coming too. I bet she'll flip when she first starts walking on clouds. Hehehe..."
Dashie nudged me in the side. I blinked, and shook my head. "Uh... Yeah, Dashie?"
"You looked like you were pretty out of it. Something on your mind?"
I chuckled a bit. "Nah, just wondering how Apple Bloom is gonna react when she sets hoof on a cloud. That's all."
Dashie giggled a bit, and then plopped down on the couch. "I'm pooped."
I sat down too. "Yeah... I'm bored now. Whaddya wanna do until Scoots gets here?"
Dashie leaned in on me a little bit, and looked up at me. "Oh, I have an idea..."
I grinned. "Here, or the bedroom?"
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(One Hour Later)
I pulled my jeans back up, and buttoned them. "Well, that was fun."
Dashie rolled out of bed. "I'll say..."
And just then, I heard the door open. Good timing.
"Mom? Dad? I'm here!"
"Wow... Ah'm really walkin' on a cloud! This's amazin'!" I let out a small chuckle.
"I knew it..."
I headed down the stairs, and gave Apple Bloom a small wave, and ruffled Scoots' hair. "Happy birthday, kiddo!"
Scoots giggled, and pushed my hand away. "Dad, not in front of my marefriend..."
I let out a goofy laugh, and grinned like a complete moron. "Oh man... My little Scoots is growing up. So, when's the wedding?"
Apple Bloom blushed, and looked away, and Scoots furrowed her brow and glared at me.
"Dad~!"
Evil grin: Activated. "Hehehe... Relax, I'm just messin' with ya'! Now then... What do you want to do? Do you just want to stay here and do something, or go out?"
Scoots rubbed the back of her head, and grinned sheepishly. "Well... I was kinda hoping I could have another sleepover... Here..."
I crossed my arms, and put on my serious face. "Now young lady, I cannot allow that..." Scoots scrunched her face up in a mixture of anger and sadness. "Oh who am I kidding? Just don't go doing anything stupid, and I'm fine with it!" And, she's happy again.
"Oh, how I love to troll my own family... I'm terrible."
"So Ah' c'n stay th' night? In a cloud house?" I nodded. "Awesome!"
Dashie leaned in on my leg, and looked up at me, smiling. I rubbed her head a little bit.
Apple Bloom looked around a little bit. She looked like a lost dog. She didn't really know what to do, so I made a suggestion.
"How about you two go up to Scoots' room? Dashie and I have a bit of reading to catch up on." The Daring Do series is absolutely amazing. It really reminded me of Indiana Jones.
"I wonder if Daring is still alive... Or if she's even real, for that matter."
Scoots and Apple Bloom smiled, and ran up the stairs, both giggling like schoolgirls... Well, they are schoolgirls, so I can't blame them.
"So! Dashie, where'd you put the books?" I stood over the coffee table, and started pushing a bunch of stuff off of it, and of course, the books were strewn out across the table. "We really need to start cleaning this place more often."
"Ah, who cares? It's fine. We found 'em, didn't we?" I sat down, and grinned at her.
"Good point... Now, where was I? Ah, yes..." I mumbled under my breath as I read, not very concerned with what was going on upstairs.
"If I hear moaning up there, they're in trouble. Well, as long as they keep it down..."
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(A Few Hours Later)
I closed the book, and rubbed my eyes.
"Hours of non-stop reading... Oh me eyes... Why did I think that would be a good idea?"
I looked over at Dashie, and she was sound asleep.
"Why did I see that coming?"
I looked at the clock on the stand next to me. 10:32pm. It was getting a little late.
"I guess I should say goodnight to the girls. I hope they had fun, but sadly, I can't join them in their little all-nighter, because I'm beat."
I slowly walked up the stairs, a dull tenseness in my knees. Of course, my knees decide to act up when I'm climbing the stairs.
"Sometimes, I think there's some higher power out there, writing all of this out, laughing as he torments me."
Somewhere, a certain pink mare laughed at the sheer disregard to what's left of the fourth wall.
"Ugh..." When I reached the top, I kicked my legs a little bit, to work the kinks out. "Not... Fun..." I shook my head a little bit, and walked over to Scoots' room, and opened the door.
"Hey girls, I just wanted to say goodni-" I stopped mid-sentence, and looked at them. They both had magazines in their hands... But not just any magazines.
"Wingboner Illustrated... Oh. My. Goddesses."
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU TWO THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" I felt my face turning red, but it wasn't from anger... That cover image... Oh goodness.
Scoots' mind finally registered that I was there, and she started freaking out, and tried to hide the magazine. "Dad! Uh- We were just- Um- I... I... I can explain!"
I crossed my arms, and started tapping my foot. "You better get started then..."
Apple Bloom tossed her magazine under the bed, and looked up to me, her cheeks as red as her mane. "Well... We was just... Uh... Ah'... Well..."
I shook my head, and rubbed my face with both hands. "You were both looking at porn." They both nodded.
"In Scoots' bedroom." They nodded again.
"And you're both dating." They half-nodded, and then looked at each other, their faces getting even redder.
Scoots stuttered as she tried to comprehend what I was thinking. "W-Wait, you mean you- But we... NO!"
Apple Bloom just shook her head violently, saying "no" over and over again.
I sighed, and cracked my neck to calm down. "Alright... Well... If you two are just gonna..." I cleared my throat. "'Read...' Then I'm just gonna go to bed. Don't... Oh, you know what I'm gonna say."
They both slowly nodded, but their faces stayed red. I closed the door, and was met by Dashie in the hallway. I must have woken her up.
(Stop the music)
"What's with all the yelling, Kyle?"
I shrugged. "Oh, nothing, I just walked in on Scoots' and Apple Bloom looking at porn."
Dashie's eyes widened, and she slowly turned around to head to our bedroom, but looked back at us.
"They weren't planning on... You know..."
I shook my head. "No, and I told them not to."
"OK, good... Lets go to bed."
I nodded, and sighed. "Yeah..."
"Today's been a long day... Again, I think there's someone out there controlling all of this, and he's getting a sick kick out of tormenting me."
And again, a certain pink mare giggled at the tears forming in the fourth wall, which now consists of duct-tape.
Well, that was fun. Now then... I'm thinking of either the next chapter, or the chapter after being another "Case Chapter." What do you guys think? My urge to write it is overwhelming...