Author's Notes
Sweeeeeet Ce-les-ti-a it's been a week and a half! I built a steampunk victrola, traveled all over the state looking at colleges, got rounded up by townies, crashed a college party, stole a blow-up doll and then this one guy with a chicken...ah you guys don't care about my shenanigans. Anyway, I'm back, and I'm getting on writing for you guys! Enjoy!
An audible thud echoed throughout sugar cube corner as Pound's jaw collided with the floor. Rainstorm's eyes opened as wide as ponily possible before rolling back into his skull and fluttering shut. Pumpkin removed her lips and took a deep breath in.
"There...*huff*...like that." Pumpkin panted, out of breath from the long, passionate kiss.
"Nu-huh buh wuh huh whuh..." Rainstorm babbled, his eyes slowly opening, and his muzzle spreading in a goofy grin.
"I...buh...wha...I..." Pound managed.
Rainstorms eyes fully opened, though his conscious remained in a deep fog.
"What...what the hay was that?!" Pound demanded.
"Nu-huh buh wuh huh whuh..." Rainstorm continued.
"I kissed Rainstorm." Pumpkin stated matter-of-factly.
"YEAH! I NOTICED! Why?!" Pound's mind began to wrap around what he'd just witnessed.
"Nu-huh buh wuh huh whuh..."
"Because I wanted to." Pumpkin once again added plainly.
"Yeah but...so...I...you know what? I can't deal with this right now. I'm going to go nap on a cloud..." Pound shuddered, "forever..." Pound sighed and exited the room, heading out the establishment and leaving the pair alone.
Pumpkin glared at the empty doorway for a moment before remembering the incoherent colt next to her.
"Um...heh...sorry about that..." Pumpkin scratched the back of her neck with a hoof, "I don't really know what came over me..."
"You...don't?" Rainstorm asked, his face sinking.
"Well...I do...but...I mean...guh!...I wish it had come out some other way...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you. I don't even know if you like me that way too and-"
"You like me...that way?" Rainstorm asked.
Pumpkin deadpanned, starring into Rainstorm's eyes, "No, dumbflank, I kissed you because that donut you had the other day looked so damn delicious."
Rainstorm looked forward a moment before the sarcasm sank in. He raised his hooves defensively, "Just making sure! I'm still kinda...processing this...stuff."
"I know...I'm sorry...I shouldn't have just...sprung this on you, and in front of Pound, which is no doubt just going to make this more awkward..." Pumpkin sighed, "Look, I get that the feeling isn't mutual, and I can get over it and-"
"Whoa whoa whoa, I never said that." Rainstorm interjected, waving a hoof.
"I...wha-huh?" Pumpkin asked, eyebrows raised.
"I never said the feeling wasn't mutual." Rainstorm replied confidently.
"Well...is it? Don't just leave me hanging." Pumpkin asked, hopeful.
Rainstorm grinned a bit, "I kissed you back didn't I?"
Pumpkin giggled, "I guess so...then that means you totally deserve this."
a hearty *WHACK* echoed throw the room as Pumpkin's hoof collided with the back of Rainstorms skull, also providing a satisfying coconut-banging sound. How she knew what coconuts sounded like she would never know, after all a coconuts a tropical fruit...could be carried by a swallow...
"OW!! WHAT THE HAY WAS THAT FOR?!" Rainstorm cried out, rubbing the impact point on his head with a hoof.
"That was for checking out my flank. And this..."
*WHACK*
"OOOOWWWWW!!!!"
"...was for lying about it." Pumpkin added with a satisfactory grin.
"ARE YOU QUITE FINISHED?!" Rainstorm yelled, wincing in pain.
"Ehhh...for now." Pumpkin shrugged, smiling.
"Sweet Celestia...HOW DO YOU HIT SO HARD?!"
"I got tired of Pound giving me noogies. Figured out that if I hit back, they stop. So I learned to hit back."
"Fair enough..." Rainstorm continued to rub the now throbbing back if his skull. "So is this normal? You kiss a colt and then beat the hay out of him?"
"Couldn't say...I've never kissed anypony before..." Pumpkin's demeanor quickly changed, turning to a meek blush.
"Oh...well I guess that makes two of us..." Rainstorm smiled. "But seriously...don't hit me anymore...it hurt...ow..."
"Oh take it like a stallion you big foal." Pumpkin giggled.
"Will you kiss it better?" Rainstorm asked with a smug grin and a waggle of his eyebrows.
...*WHACK*
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Snowstorm meandered out of his bedroom with a serious case of bed mane and a satisfied grin. As he stumbled down the hall and stairs in a goofy haze a faint cry of pain could be heard off in the distance. He raised an eyebrow but quickly shrugged it off, chugging some milk straight from the gallon.
"Are you coming up for round eight or what?!" A voice called from up the stairs.
Snowstorm chuckled, putting the milk back. He wiped the milk residue from his lip,then violently shook his legs and face, "Hrbrbrbr!..all right... " He popped the joints in his neck and back, "LET'S DO THIS!" and confidently strutted back up the stairs.
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"OH SWEET AND SOUR CELESTIA SEND ME TO THE MOON WITH A STAR-BUCKING-COFFEE THAT HURTS LIKE A MOTHER BUCKER!!!!" Rainstorm cried out in eternal pain.
"Oh quit being such a wimp you totally deserved that one." Pumpkin scoffed.
"I CAN SEE THREE OF EVERYTHING AND IT SMELLS LIKE BURNT TOAST!!" Rainstorm exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear, however unable to focus as they spun round and round in their sockets, "YOU BROKE ME!!!"
"Burnt toast? That's a new one...I should write that down..." Pumpkin brought a hoof to her chin.
"Oh dear Celestia now there are walruses...everywhere" Rainstorm commented as he motioned to an empty space in the room.
"Maybe I did hit you a little to hard..." Pumpkin raised an eyebrow, "How many hooves am I holding up?" Pumpkin asked, holding up her two front hooves while sitting on her haunches.
"I couldn't tell you right now because I'm a potato." Rainstorm explained.
"Great...I'll get the ice pack..."
"That's silly...bikes don't need bubble baths!"
Pumpkin spun around, "What? I didn't I don't even...guh..." And spun again to face the stairwell and fetch an icepack.
Pumpkin trotted down the stairs grumbling, before opening the kitchens large ice bin, magically bringing a bag near and filing it with ice. She turned again and began her march up the stairs, only to hear a strange but familiar song beginning to play. Sighing, she continued up the stairs and magically opened the door to find Rainstorm flat on his back, flailing his hooves in the air, rather emotionally screaming out,
"I AM THE WALRUS! GOO-GOO G'JUBE!!!"
You just can't buy this kind of entertainment...