//------------------------------// // Part 7 : Boss Encountered // Story: Button Mash: High School Life // by rock4u7 //------------------------------// The Bright neon glow shone down from the Crimson heart club sign onto two pony’s having alittle transaction, the sky was black and dull as the bright radiation of the Canterlot lights took away what once was a brilliant array of blue and purple night sky imbued with the sparkling diamond stars, now it was left as dim yellow specs called stars and flying red balls called commercial jets,… fitting. There Bits raddled in their bags as money and product exchanged hoofs in the grit-ridden alleys of Canterlot, free from the prying eyes of the local guard or wandering mare-do-wells, it was a haven for the crime industry. “Ok there ya go, just make sure it don’t make much contact with sun-light, waters out the potency for you, ya know man” Snips whispered behind the collar of his brown waistcoat, he handed the Purple vile from his pocket to a scrawny looking mare with a large tattoo sleaved down her fore-arm. “ok ,ok, gotcha ,yeah ,ok, yeah, hey um what type is this??” the jittery young girl asked?. “Violet love s’called, kicks like a drunk bull but makes you feel all happy and shit” The narcotic-addicted mare gazed at the vile that gleamed a fine purple glow. “tight tight, sounds great, ok here, its 200 bits right? Yeah take it, take it”. “Thank ya kindly, just remember, you didn’t see me” Snips said with a rehearsed tone. “sure, yeah whatever” jabbered the druggy as she slipped the purple tube in her pink handbag then retreated from the dark alleyway, as she walked across the road a long black coach pulled up to the side, it seemed to be pulled by 2 rather heavy-built pegisi. Snips gulped, he recognized this coach, hell anyone with half a sense in this town knew whose coach this was, it belonged to ‘The Guy’. One of the large ponies unhooked himself and rubbed his fore-arm on a large silver manticore hood ornament imbued on the front of the coach, Oh boy. “Ello snippy-baby” asked the bright orange second thug in an unfittingly happy tone. “Eh…Hey Rudey, how’s it hanging?” Replied Snips, his throat felt as heavy as a bowling ball. The Bigger thug named Rocco walked over to the coach-door; the bass-pumping rasta music boomed from inside. Time seemed to stop as he slowly pulled the door open; you could practically hear the ‘foreboding music’ as the guy exited the dark Smokey cavern that was his coach like darth Vader. Guy was the very idea of calculating and imitating, his hoofs were encased in silver grills and tiny onyx jewels, A Large black banded fedora sat on his dread-locked mane and his body was valed with a huge dark brown coat latent with tiny trinkets and skulls from small creatures, he looked something terrifying standing moderately tall with cold yellow eyes…the fact that he was a zebra didn’t help. “Snips…me mon, I need to taulk ith ya” Guy creaked with his thick foreign accent, Snips almost shat himself with fear. “ye..yeah Boss, sure” stuttered the young drug dealer. The drug-lord walked over, his silver hooves clacked across the cemented pavement while his lackeys trailed behind, surrounding Snips and edging him deeper into the alleyway. “I got sum troublin’ news yesta’day” Guy started. “Got told that you wa seen andin’ out….sample product”. “s...sample product…sir” Snips replied, as jittery as the drug addicts he sold to. “eye mon, means product someone gunna taste…then there gunna buy, That’s the only good reason I can Imagine when it comes ta’ givin’ away mah finest batches fa’ free” Guy spoke friendly but behind that calm face was a tyrant, his words were usually hard to understand through his accent but these ones there as clear as glass. “well boss, um, ya see I was, out in ponyville and I, stopped by that guy I told ya about, you know, the one who got me here in the first place, I just wanted to show him a sign of thanks…ya know” Snips sputtered, he could see the flames deep down in the Zebra’s eyes. “Sorry snips…but I don’t know, mattah o’ fact, I don’t know why you’d even tink about handing out 1000 bits worth of green ta sum mon who gave ya a few for the bus, just doesn’t seem to compute in mah head” Guy said it the same tone he’d had for his whole life…cool and cold, wouldn’t matter if he was ordering a cheeseburger or hacking at your skull with a machete, he’d always speak in the same tone of voice. “B..b..but I sold all the others for full price, what’s one vile?” stuttered Snips again, almost pissing himself. The zebra put a priceless hoof on Snip’s shoulder. “I’ll tell ya’ what, what is one vile is anyway, ya know what I tink?...one vile is one chunk of power I lose ta keep this business runnin, I tink its one more reason those punnani tweaks need ta start feeling deserving of our product… till they raid our turf and stabs us all ta death…hell, it one more reason I need to start re-thinkin’ ya employment, so if you’ll indulge me, tell me who ‘this guy’ is? ” the zebra seemed in-between a frozen calm and on the edge furious rage as he spoke, so caught up over one vile of Green Stranger. The two henchmen enclosed around snips, like a wave of black half-priced suit coats. Snips snapped before they could even raise a hoof. “His names Button Mash, He lives in ponyville…near all the farms, I think he goes to the high school a few blocks away from here!?”. Guy’s face etched the faintest and cruelest smile. “good mah friend,good, I think I’ll get ya to talk ta this mista Mash?”. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Button lay on the couch with scarlet lying between him, they were both lazily watching Game of Thrones and eating Doritos, sometimes the best things in life are the simplest. “Wait for it” Button said in anticipation. This was a particularly notable episode of thrones. “What? They all look happy, what’s going to happen?” Scarlet replied with a slight fear dwelling inside her. “Wait for it!” Button said again in a more exaggerated tone, building it up to its fullest. “c’mon, look the old people are talking about their marriages and….wait….No…NO!” Scarlet Bursted out. “Buhahaha” went button as the poor girl saw the horror on the screen. Scarlet jumped out of Button’s lap and clung the sides of the screen, crying out as her precious House Stark was cut down. “Rob…NOOOOO!...Kat run….RUN!!...Don’t do it!..goddess NO!” Scarlet screamed in anguish trying desperately to save them…the n came the credits. Button was rofling on the couch clutching his sides with laugher trying to sing his own rendition of the song ‘”it’s a nice day for a RED Wedding” all the will unprepared for the attack that would soon be upon him. One minute later… “Say it!” Boomed Scarlet, pinning Button on the floor, biting his ear as he tried to unsuccessfully wrestle his way out. “Ok ok!, Im sorry, Im sor…OUCH!...Im sorry” begged Button. “THIS IS FOR THE KING IN THE NORTH!” chanted Scarlet as she kneed him in the rump. “OWWW” winced Button Mash as he gripped his back-side and rolled around on the floor while Scarlet casually grabbed a hoof-full of Doritos then sat back on the love-couch flicking the TV to another channel. Eventually the pain in button subsided and he began to caterpillar his way across the carpet, up the side of the couch and flopped his head down at the edge of Scarlet’s legs. He looked up and cocked an eyebrow at her as if asking for a sign of approval, she looked at him like she was looking at a puppy asking for a treat, she shot him a half-smile, opened her legs up and turned back to the TV, Button slowly moved forward.. Creeping closer and closer till…*SLAM!*, Scarlet locked button’s Head half-way between her thighs. “Ouch!” muffled Button between her legs. “look at the time babe” stated Scarlet in a dis-interested tone, releasing button from her kung-fu Grip. He looked at the time on the TV then pounced onto his hoofs. “Shit, 3:30…Mom’s gunna kill me” puffed Button as he slung all his stuff over his back and raced to the door, only remembering at the last second something very important…A good-bye kiss. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Button closed the door as he left Scarlet’s house, he begin the trek home when he felt the groining pain in his hips, he had worn himself out with all his…grinding. The time now was abit after 3:30 PM, he woke up at 8, the past 7 hours had flown by quite fast as he learned the in’s and out’s (mostly in’s) of his new best friend. He didn’t want to go, but he already knew his mom would was going to flip out seeing as he should have been home last night. His mane was still wet and damp seeing as he had just had his 3rd shower ( he really enjoyed co-op showers), he shook it around trying to get of the last beads, the weather was still freezing but to button it didn’t really matter, he’d probably have to say to Karin that he went to stay at Rumbles place or something, then again he wasn’t much of a good liar. *bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzdd *bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzdd* went Buttons phone. “Oh shit, Vibrate!” shot Button as he tore the phone from his black coat. Thankfully it wasn’t his mother, it was his better half. “moshi moshi” joked Button as he answered the phone. “Hay man, crazy night right, I had Scoot puking in the bathroom for hours. Scootaloo’s voice was in the background clearly not impressed with the comment. “Anyway how’d your date go last night?” asked Rumble. “Oh I’d say it went pretty great….” Replied button with a growing smirk on his face. “So what then,did she atleast give you a kiss?” Rumble asked again, dismissing button’s tone. “She gave me…a few” said Button using all the composure to not blurted out the lead-up. There was a silence from Rumble as he tried to piece everything together, out of every thought he had the true one seemed the least possible in his mind, but none the less he asked. “Did you…go home?” “nooooo….” “Did you go to the park?” “nooooo…” “Did you go to the arcade?” Button’s had waited years to have this conversation, the anticipation was killing him. “did…did you go to her house” “yeeeees…” “Did you…” Button was going to explode, with every ouch of strength he had he answered the question with a straight tone. “yeeees…” The silence came again. “Button Ashley Mash are you telling me you…?” “FUCK YEAH!” Bursted Button, scaring a mother pushing her pram on the other side of the road. Both the Teenagers gave a psychic high-hoof to each-other. “You lucky devil, how did you even?” “Well, she asked me if I’d walk her to her house, when we got there we sort of kissed, then we went inside….then….yeah…we did it, then again…and again. “How was it?” curiously asked Rumble. “Pretty frigging good if I do say so my…” he was stopped by the Screeching voice of Snips bolting towards his direction from his bus-stop. “Button, Button, Please stop, dude, please” rambled Snips as he collapsed and tried to catch his breathe. “Uh…Rumble…I’ll call you back” he hung up the phone then went back to the green mess lying in front of him, “what’s the matter dude?”. “I…I..I fucked up bad buddy, I really screwed the pooch on this one”. Button’s heart sank back as he already knew what he was about to say. “The…the green strange man, I should have given it to you!” Snips blurted. Button froze; he didn’t know how to reply. “My boss is so pissed you don’t even know, please just give me 500 bits…trust me,” Button still stood inanimate. “please, c’mon 500’s nothin’ man, please!, he’s gunna kill me I think…Button please” “w…Wha….” Replied button sounding like a frightened child. “He said I shouldn’t have given you that stuff, he’s so angry, like who gets pissed over one vile man!, just give me 500 bits, please, I don’t want to go back empty-hoofed, he’ll get Rudey and Rocco to break my legs…please button!” begged snips, his face was going red. “I…I…just….LEAVE ME ALONE!” shouted Button, racing as fast as he could towards the false safety of his home, leaving Snips to deal with this alone. Button slammed the front door closed and dropped to the floor, holding his hooves between his head trying not to think about it, he was home, he was safe, he was away from everyone’s problems. He forced himself not to think. “Button Mash where have you been!, Ive been worried sick!” Karin yelled as she thumped down the stairs. “I uh…I…” He didn’t think about it. “I was at Rumble’s place…I uh, stayed there last night…” Button lied…badly. Suddenly her face went from anger to a smirk in a matter of seconds. “oh did you….how was your date?” “uh…good, it went well, she makes dresses and stuff uh ….She lives on the other side of ponyville. “I bet she does” Button mother knew in a matter of seconds, Button went red. “yeah…well…I..” Button couldn’t think of anything else to back up his lie. Karin started to giggles as her son tried to give his alibi. “I was your age too….except my excuses were a lot better than yours, I hope you two had a fun night, anyway, there’s some left-overs in the fridge if you’re hungry”. Button gave a mighty exhale as he slumped deeper into the floor. “Thanks Mom”. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Rumble stopped messaging and decided to sit back on the couch with Scootaloo and Sweetie, they were watching mean girls. “who was that babe?” asked Scoot filling her mouth with pop-corn. “Button, just checking how his night went” Rumbled replied as he gulped down half a bottle of mountain dew. “oh yeah, who was that girl he was with last night?” asked Sweetie somewhat more curiously than she’d like people to know. “Name’s Scarlet, Spoke with her all last night, very nice, bit small though” replied Scoot . “Oh, are they going out” said Sweetie Bell, downing her own Mountain Dew, trying not to look like she cared. “I assume so, like, Button did say they fucked last night” casually replied Rumble. Sweetie exploded in a hydrant of yellow soda water as she showered the floor in drink. “Oh goddess Sweetie REALLY!” shouted Scoot as she tried to wipe all the cola of herself. “…*cough cough*…sorry guys” said sweetie Belle as she tried to get Mountain dew out from inside her nose. Rumble was on the floor laughing as the moment was not lost on him. “hahaha that’s so classic” he cackled. “shut up spaz!” shouted Sweetie belle in defense. Scootaloo was holding in a snicker, she knew that there was a fine line in comedy and anger when it comes to sweetie. “both of you shut it, I’m trying to watch this”. They all returned the fabric confines of the couch. “Gretchen, stop trying the make fetch happen…it’s not going to happen” went the TV as they sat in silence. “…..so how’d they meet” asked sweetie. “Tuesday I think, I say them talking when he was obviously high as a kite” replied Rumble. “So he met her four days ago and there already fucking around….what a whore!” bursted sweetie, she was trying to sound uncaring but each time she spoke she couldn’t do it. “Hey…she seems really nice to me” intercepted Scoot. “…sorry…I’m just pissed….” “About what,…button?” asked Scootaloo. “kinda…Its more about what happened last night” The couple looked at her with curious eyes, eager to hear. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ The large red curtains began to close in, Sweetie had finished her final song and was ready to go home and get some sleep, until she gazed at the large crowd of people towards stage left, she gave a large Exhale. “I love your voice”,” your singing is fabulous”, “Please sign my face”, ”who did your dress” spoke the faces surrounding her as she gave the usual smiles and thank-you’s the horde of fans as she pushed her way towards her dressing room. She grabbed her bodyguard at the door. “Hugo, can you please make sure no one tries to get in and talk to me, my head is killing me” “Sure thing Miss Belle” replied the large brick of a stallion. She entered the large tacky dress room and slung herself down, removing her dress and placing carefully on a hook next to her purse and phone. “…I’m a close friend of sweetie, ask her….yeah right buddy…BEAT IT!” came a strange familiar voice from near-by, she was too tired to care. She washed her face and got the make-up off, she thought she’d be able to take a power nap before Rarity picked her up. She flopped on the brown grandpa couch and began to relax when there was a knock on the door, sis must be here or ready. “Come in” said sweetie as she was about to grab her purse. She was surprised when the million dollar face of back-slash entered the room; Sweetie put the bag back down and put on her airs and graces instead. “Hi bash, how’d you get passed the bouncer” she asked with a moderately fake smile, she really was too tired to converse with friends. “I asked him how much he was making tonight…said I’d triple it if he let me say hello” he replied with a rich grin. She laid back on the couch. “So how’d you like the show?” she asked. “He slid a chair up in front of her and dropped onto it, he was quite clearly drunk. “It was fantastic, your singing was definitely the high-light of the night” he said charismatically. Sweetie knew how flirty Backslash was with her, it was kind of obvious and too be honest she kind of liked it. “Thanks how were the guys?” she said trying to blow hair out of her face. “Their fine, abit drunk but still fine” he replied, trying to look her in the eyes as much as possible, hoping for that so-called moment. “Anyone interesting around?” she said. “brown-biscuit, Mr whippin’ lash, your scooter friend, the janitor…oh and that Button kid” he replied, inching his chair closer to her. “oh so they did buy tickets” sweetie bubbled. “Who Did?” “Oh just button and rumble and that” she chatted. “does it matter, let’s be honest, that kids he’s got balls but c’mon he’s abit of a shit, why, you like him or something” Backslash said with a groggy voice. Sweetie was so tired of hearing people say that, she had put up with it years ago, on and off, screw it, it’s over. Sweetie belle lunged over and wrapped her lips around Backslash’s. He was slightly shocked but the second he knew what was going on his mouth was already knowing what to do. Sweetie wrapped her arms around him, tasting the apple wine in his breathe, she was expecting something…different from this , but it would have to do, like he was the hottest and most well-set guy in the school, plus he liked her, plus she kind of liked him, why not?. They’re kissing began to intensify, he pushed her deeper and deeper into his chest….he even got cocky and began running his hoof down her waist…the stomach…then back-side…then WOOOOOOOOW. She pulled herself off him as she didn’t enjoy the privacy invasion, wiping the saliva of her face. “What the hell man!” she yelled. Backslash’s face went from shock to defensive. “What?, I thought we had a thing?” he shot back. “That doesn’t mean you can just grab my vagina whenever you want, that fucking weird” she argued. “Well excuse me princess, I wasn’t the one who latched onto my face”. Rambled backslash, the alcohol was starting to kick in. “Just…just get out!” Sweetie shouted throwing a bedazzled pillow at him. “Why...I treat you like a goddess-dam queen and you treat me like this, you owe me bitch!” he roared. “Interrupting something am I?” harshly asked rarity from the door. Backslash gave a snarl, pushed her out of the way and left the room in a puff of anger. “What was that about?” queried Rarity. “Nothing…lets go home”. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Button was stuffed, he could eat another bite . “You finished dear?” asked Karin. “yeah mom…I think I’ll go play some Destiny now” “ok but can you take the rubbish out…the bags bursting. “ehhhhhhhhhhh….ehhhh…ok” groaned Button as he slumped of the table. “Oh by the way, one of your teachers came by and said you’d forgotten to pay your art fees” she stated, making her way upstairs. “k mom” button replied not really paying attention. He stepped out to the bin, the moon was the same pure white it had been two nights before, it looked fantastic, like a big shimmerin*BAM!!!*. Button fell onto the ground in a daze, something had hit him, he soon began to feel his body being lifted up. “Should have payed your fees mate” said the lackey, slamming him into the boot of an inconspicuous parked couch. Just as he felt himself passing out he heard a familiar voice say...”sorry bro, I told you this would happen”.