//------------------------------// // Confronting // Story: My First Day at the Rock Farm // by GoodPiggy76 //------------------------------// It's been just over a week since I've came to the rock farm. As the week progressed, I continued doing my job and eventually got my first pay check. Looking at the number scribbled out onto the piece of paper, I wasn't disappointed to say the least. The first thing I did with It, was call a taxi to take me over to Ponyville so I could cash the check. Currently, I stand before the Bank of Equestria. I trotted up the marble stairs and peered through the glass door. I was happy that it wasn't too crowded as it was a Saturday. When I pushed on the door, it opened, letting out a breeze of cool air on the way out making me shudder in comfort. I walked over to a table, picked up a pen with my mouth and scribbled down my signature on the back of the check. I took the check to the mare behind the counter and set it down in front of her. We exchanged smiles. I entered my pin and she took my check, saying, "Thank you," As she hit a few keys on a keyboard. I left the bank and took a few seconds contemplating what I should do next, but my stomach decided for me. Living in this town my whole life, I knew where everything was, so I went to my favorite bar and grill for lunch. After opening the door, I took a seat at a booth. A waiter, who I've been familiar with since I've been here so many times, walked towards my table. He greeted me and then asked what drink I wanted. "Could I just have an ice tea?" I asked with a smile. "Certainly, I'll get right on it." He said, returning the smile. I gazed up to one of the flat screens and saw a news broadcast. It was just pointless babbling like always. This just in... Famous mare Vinyl Scratch was spotted flirting with one of her personal bodyguards by her pool! Images were leaked! More news at 3:00 PM! I really wanted to be one of those ponies that didn't care about something like this, who I've always admired. I couldn't, however, help be a tad interested. Most likely, I just wanted to see pictures of her rump due to me always being attracted to her. I forced myself to focus my attention onto the menu. Scanning through it, I decided to stick with something healthy, a herb salad. My waiter came back and placed my tea on the table. He asked me what I wanted for the main course, I told him it and he was off again. I put my mouth on the straw and took a few sips, blowing a few bubbles into it to keep myself occupied. I looked over at the clock, it read 2:20 PM. Eventually, the waiter came back, floating the tray in a membrane of yellow magic and set it on the table. "Thank you." I said. "No problem, anything else?" He asked. I shook my head and he went off to do his own thing. I wolfed down the salad in a few big gulps. I tried to ignore some of the ponies staring at my lack of table manners. When I got done with my lunch, the waiter took the plate away and gave me the bill. I paid the bill, making sure to tip him, and went back outside. I couldn't go to my parents house, because they ordered me to not come back for at least a month. I decided to go Sugar Cube Corner, to bring back some sweets to the farm. It wasn't far from here either, just down the street in fact. The buildings that I passed on my way to the corner, looked dead and bland compared to the Corner. It was definitely the most lively on the street, since it resembled to be a large gingerbread house. I walked into the shop and the small bell above me jingled. Nobody was at the counter, but the store was open with people eating in it. "I'll be right out, sweetie!" Said the lady, who I assumed to be Mrs. Cake. In a few moments, the pink, swirly maned pony came out. I've been there many times before, so she recognized me. "Hello!" She said with a hearty smile. "Hi, Mrs. Cake!" I said back. She obtained a yellow note pad with her mouth and put it on the table. She asked me if I knew what I wanted, so I nodded. "Could I just have a dozen vanilla cupcakes with red frosting?" I asked, already starting to get eager. It's been too long since I've had a sweet. I almost thought I felt a stream of saliva about to stream down my face, but I regained myself just in time. "Of course! It should be about ten minutes!" She said, while trotting away into the room where she first emerged from. m I had nowhere else to go, so I plopped down on one of the booths. It was a nice, not crowded at all. I had a lot of space to myself. Like at the restaurant I was just at, the news was on the television. It was a different broadcast though, and the story caught my eye. More and more reports of bandits and tribes are being sent to us. The camera was zooming in on a muscular pony. He was carrying something circular in his teeth. Maybe a key ring? There were also several tents near him, and a campfire. He obviously didn't notice the scout recording him. The camps are being discovered in places around Trottingham, Appaloosa, and PonyVille. The only place I could imagine them hiding around here would be the Everfree forest. I have no desire to go into a creepy forest, so I should be safe. "Ding-Ding!" Said Mrs. Cake. Giving a smile, I trotted up to the counter to be greeted with a dozen scarlet cupcakes staring at me. Sugarcube Corner always were the best bakers in town. I remember eating my mom's baking when I was younger, but nothing compared to the corners'. "That'll be 30 bits, hun!" She said, maintaining her usual peppy attitude. I dug into my left saddlebag, where I kept all my money, and counted out the amount onto the table. We smiled at each other, and I concluded with a, "Thank you." I tied it onto my back and opened the door to let the autumn, evening wind hit my face. I heard the bell ring above me once more. I debated against my self to visit a few more places while I was here. But, in the end I decided to go back to the farm. After all, carrying around that box all day didn't sound very appealing. Plus, I didn't want to take any more chances than I already have of encountering my parents. Who knows how they would react if they saw me. Although I have only worked at the farm for a week, staring at that same, gray sand/dirt all day left my eyes hungry. The forest-green trees, on my way back and fourth was a pleasant change in scenery. Sweet Apple Acres is truly beautiful. I didn't call a taxi this time. Lately, I have been feeling a lot more energetic. I suppose I just wanted the exercise, the feeling after a long day of exertion was amazing, and something that I've never felt before; at least not for a long time. The sun gleamed around the mountain which I was starting to ascend. I took the same route that I took a week ago. In fact, it was the only route that I knew of. A big, dirt road, going straight down the middle of the apple farm. Now that I think of it, I wonder if there is a connection between the two farms. I reached the peak and took a breath of fresh air. It wasn't a huge mountain, so I could still breath without trouble. I could see the entirety of the town, and in the faint distance, I could make out the cottages of the rock farm. I made sure to take my time going down the mountain. When I came up here this morning, I learned that the hard way; due to it being a hell of a lot steeper than I thought. The box was already starting to make its creases on my back, so I wanted to get it off as soon as possible. I came to the fence, which indicated to me that I was almost there. I swear that every time I walk down this path, it just seems to get longer. Eventually, I came to the central hub (Which I had taken to calling it.) Pyro and Ferossium were sitting on the bench behind the main cottage. I gave them a wave. I made my way to the washrooms. After I was done taking a shower, I went to my room. This time, however, it felt different. I realized that this was the first time that this place has felt like a home to me. The thought made me smile. I decided to make the moment even better by picking up a cupcake and eating it. I threw myself down onto the bed and snuggled my head up against the pillow. Within minutes, I was asleep. Golden strips of sunlight glistened through the thin, wooden curtain straps. I opened my eyes while stretching my forelegs. The first thing that my eyes focused on, was my calendar. My parents sent me it along with a letter. The calendar featured various pony models in several different erotic positions. I think my parents are just encouraging me to get a marefriend. It was Sunday, which meant it was a short work day: Only four hours. I forced myself out of bed, picking up a cupcake on the way to the door. Once again, I went to the hobby room to brush my teeth and shower. Afterwards, I got to work. Just like every other day, it was just more of pushing of the rocks with the tip of my muzzle to where ever Igneous tells us to take them. I'm honestly surprised this place doesn't have any unicorn workers. They would certainly have an easier job with this task than normal, earth ponies like us would. In fact, I think that we only have one pegasus, Ferossium, which was strange since her dad would always take her down into the mines where he worked. On the other hand, I never did see her use her wings that often. Maybe she's a bad flyer? I knew a pony who was like that. I couldn't recall her name, but I still remember that smooth, pink mane and yellow fur. I met her when I was a teenager, and always had sort of a crush on her. Several eons later, Igneous called us in and thanked us, in his bland, lifeless attitude. Like we usually did, we made our way to the mess hall, to pick up whatever was served to us. We had the same setup for a week. The pie sisters would sit at one table, and the last three of us would sit at another. I noticed that Pinkie wasn't that participant in the conversation, the other two sisters were doing most of the talking. I turned my attention back to the table and looked down at my plate. Apple Salad. I began to eat unenthusiastically. Pyro noticed this, and stared at me. "Is something bothering you?" He asked. I still had my muzzle buried into the plate when I looked up at him. I lifted up and shook my head. A while later, I was staring at a plate with green specks scattered around it. I looked around the room, avoiding contact with my table mates. I saw cloudy packing up her stuff, like she did every night. The clock above the main doorway read 4:13. I sneaked a look over at the pie sisters, but just Pinkie in particular. I noticed that she was looking at the clock as well. I looked back down at the table. A few minutes later, I heard somebody get up out of their chair. I looked over to see the the pink pony walking towards the door. At our table, we remained silent, with me being the only person noticing her exit. The pie sisters were just as chatty as ever, however. At this point, I couldn't tell you what came over me. It was as if a part of my brain took control of my full body. I dumped my paper plate into the trash can and opened the door. I was planning on going back to my room, I guess. But, my curiosity got the best of me when I saw the pony trotting into the forest. She was already about halfway there when I noticed. I can't believe how big the EverFree Forest is, as it goes on for miles. I began to walk towards her, keeping a safe distance. I took cover behind every large, convenient rock I saw. I was scared to death that she would look my way. And felt as if turning back wasn't an option. She began to come to an entrance of the forest. I was hesitant at first, but I assumed that it must be safe enough since she was heading in so courageously. I closed in on her more, since I could easily hide if she looked behind her. Her neck began to turn, and I almost fell into a trance. Thankfully, I regained myself, and leaped into a nearby bush, praying that she didn't see me. I don't think she did, so I poked my head out from the leaves. She didn't see me, and she continued down the path. I got up and followed her. Eventually, she came to a dead end. It was a circular path, with a round mosaic stone in the middle. Pinkie plopped down onto it, and just sat on it. I just stood there in silence with her back turned to me. I began to get closer to her, while thoughts fired around my mind. I began to shake as I was only a few feet away from her. It was then when she realized something was behind her. She turned her head around, slowly. When she saw me, her eyes grew enormous and her mouth looked as if it was about to make a scream. I quickly threw my hoof over her mouth, silencing her. "Shhhhh... It's okay..." I said, still not allowing her to speak. I took it off of her mouth, and she began to breathe heavily. "Why the hell did you follow me?!" She said angrily, with her face flushing with red. "Why did you come here?" I asked, not answering her question. "I come here to relax, when I don't want to be around any ponies." She said. "Can you please leave?" My eyes flew around, desperately thinking of something to say. There was one thing that I couldn't get off of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. I guess it's going to come out eventually, so it might as well be now. "How did you get that scar?" I asked nervously. I assumed that the scar was given to her from when she was young, as it was fading pretty well into her pink fur. Her eyes filled up with rage as she grew even more crimson than before. Soon after, she decided to hide her face from me. I thought that it was just my imagination, but I could hear her making sobbing noises. When she turned her head to me, tears were running down her cheek. She made a strange sniffling noise which I made out to be, "Leave me alone." I didn't know what to do. I didn't just want to leave her there, especially since I had made her cry. I scanned around the forest to make sure that nobody was watching me. I can't explain how guilty I felt, and pretty soon, I felt as if I was going to cry as well. "N-No.... Please don't cry." I said, with my lips already starting to shake. Never having very good social skills, I wasn't very good at speaking, let alone s. I never should of brought it up, it was just the only thing that I could think of. I found myself looking around the forest once again, thinking of my next move. But, without thinking, I got down to her level, reflecting her expression. I wrapped my hoof around her. I felt as if I might start crying soon. I tried to hide it by putting my head down. "I'm sorry..." Is all I could say. However she got that scar, it must've. been something awful. I didn't know why I was apologizing, but I still felt dreadful. She lifted her head towards me. I could see her red, moist eyes glistening in the sun's set, she looked gorgeous. I realized that she was the first mare who didn't push away when I showed any sort of affection towards her. Either I felt extremely bad for what I did, or I just wanted to make the most out of this moment. Either way, I had to do something. I wrapped my other hoof around her and brought her close to me. I felt her tears moistening my chest, but her sobs stopped and she was still. She wiggled her head to get more comfortable. I could see her face again, and it was enough to make my eyes begin to drip. So I just sat there, with her in my eyes. Her expression was slowly changing from an anger-fueled sadness to an empathetic sadness. She began to rest her head on my shoulder, and my heart warmed up. With my hoof, I moved a hair of hers away from her eye and feigned a smile, quickly replacing it back with a frown. The stars were beginning to come out about now, shinning over our faces. I forced myself to break this moment for our safety. I got up with one of my hoofs still around her. "Let's go." I attempted to say. Thankfully, nobody was in sight when we walked towards. I opened the door quietly, peeking through, then I walked down the hallway to my room. I opened the door and then set her down on my bed. I also sat down and wiped a tear from her eyes. I was a lot more audible, so I decide to finally say something. "Listen... I'm sorry." I said, trying extremely hard to hold back yet more tears. She rubbed her hoof up my foreleg affectionately without saying any words. She lifted her head and stared at me, while trying to smile. I asked myself if she was curious about me as I was interested in her. Her hoof came up to my shoulder and rested on there. She was still gazing into my soul. I noticed that she wasn't crying anymore, but her eyes were still shaded red. It seemed like an eternity, but she broke the moment when she tugged on me so I was laying on my back. She crawled on top of me and lied down, still while looking into my eyes. Slowly, I noticed her eyes began to close. And I felt something. Something moist. I closed my eyes and embraced whatever was about to happen. I felt her lips touching mine, while her tongue played with mine. I didn't want to stop, but all good thing eventually had to. When she broke away from me, a string of saliva connected us. She rested her head on my shoulder, and cuddled towards me. The moonlight shined on our faces, and sent us into dreamland.