I tapped my foot, a strange song playing in the air. "...What the fuck, is that fucking Abba?" I said jauntily, "What the hell?" I kept on down the hall, the music slowly getting louder. "Jesus, I can see the hair." I hurried along, Abba hanging thick in the air. "This is before my time, how the hell--"
I flung a door open, finding Cosmic running on a treadmill, Dust bobbing her head slowly on a small table. Dust was wearing a headband, Cosmic sporting a pair of bright white compression shorts and a hooded sweatshirt, the hood hanging over her stump. I continued to look around the oddly well equipped gym. "...Since when did this place have a gym?"
Dust popped her eyes open. "Jason, hello!" She continued to bob her head, her neck undoubtedly pained. "We went to the store, these were on sale." She levitated up the old radio along with a few cassettes. "Marvelous, isn't it?"
I chuckled softly as I tapped my foot to the music. "Holy crap, last time I saw a cassette I was like...thirteen."
"Hmm?" Dust asked with a cock of her head. "What do you mean?"
I felt around my pocket. "I should have kept my phone when I moved here...I knew there wasn't service, so I just sold the damn thing."
Dust frowned hard. "Did you want to go back to your home? We could come along you know." She smiled wide. "You know, we've been alive for almost three-hundred-fifty years now, and we've never left Equestria!"
I shrugged, "I never le- wait...I never left the Island aside from when I moved and when I was in the middle east, but I don't count that." I shook my head. "Too damn hot."
Dust rolled her eyes. "Jason, I'm saying we should go." She looked towards Cosmic as she bolted along the treadmill. "Maybe we can go, and leave this sweaty mess to work out like the meat head she is."
Cosmic tripped, stumbling and rolling on the treadmill before shooting off the back. "Oh shit!" I yelped, setting my head down and running over to her. "Are you--"
"She's fine." Dust answered, "She had it coming. You work out so much you should expect to get hurt."
I slid my hands under Cosmic, trying to grab her but just grabbing dead air. "Yeah but- whoa." I tightened my grip, carefully picking her up, "Um...she's a lot leaner than I remember."
Cosmic took a wobbly step to get her bearings. "Well she's been running and lifting," her words felt like they should have come with huge air quotes. "We were so soft, just squishy enough to be pleasing, and now we're like a r--"
"Body you could bounce quarters off of...." I mumbled, stepping back. I coughed roughly. "God damn...."
Dust cocked her head. "Jason?"
Cosmic turned to me, staring at me without eyes. She slowly tapped a hoof on the ground, turning towards the treadmill and hopping back on.
Dust grew a bit red. "Jason!"
"What?!" I shouted, "It's you, you're both you!"
Dust got a bit flustered, "Well you don't need to get an erection just because!"
I looked down, "Oh...shite...." I turned to the door, still eye to eye with Dust. "Well I can't control that! Speaking of my body, when can I get sewn back on?"
Dust turned away with a pout, "Hmph."
I felt my mouth pop open, "Oh baby don't be like that! I got rid of the puppy!"