My Little Centaur

by Ponyess


A Plesant Evening: 3

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“I sure did enjoy the meal you prepared for us, while I was shopping!” I pointed out.

“That was obvious, from where I stood!” Pinkie responded.

“Yeah, I guess it was. Not as if I tried to hide it or anything. Why bother? I know you already knew that!” I suggested.

“I am not into hiding feelings, my own or any Pony else, I never was. Although I have gathered, this is in practice in some regions and countries, which struck me as highly illogical and counter productive! Pinkie declared.

“Since you mentioned it, you haven’t lived, before you had been on one of my parties.  I would have to make a few preparations, and then you would have to invite a few friends before I could throw a proper Pinkie Pie Party, but I guess that would wait a few days!” she responded.


“I wish I could let you go out, but you need to wait for that.  Yet, I have the impression you will know exactly when that will be.  Right now I can only hope you are not feeling cooped up in here!” I pondered.

“Unless there is some unfamiliar magic cast, in order to hide it from me; I would know.  At least, I do have you here now, and I could always bake a fresh batch of Muffins for us, so long as I have the ingredients.  I just hope they don’t get any strange ideas in any of the shops you go for the ingredients now!” she pointed out.

“Hitomi explained, that you will know exactly when the USB stick pops out of its socket.  After that; you will be free to move about as you please, including leaving my home!” I added.

“Thank her for letting me know, for me, please!  I am looking forwards to the first time I can step out of here, but I think you would be joining me on the exploration.  Of course, it would be convenient if I could help you carry the groceries home for the both of us!  Even if I imagine I would be turning quite a few heads, before people around here is getting used to see me out and about!” she concluded.

“Rest assured, I will; though I think she knew that, already.  I am looking forwards, to seeing you trot out of the building, too, you know; and not just for the convenience of what you can help me with, either.  Unless everyone in town, already had their Centaur companions out on the streets by then?  It sure will be convenient, for you to carry things for me, and I doubt there are enough Companions, let alone Centaurs on the streets in just a week, or so!” I added, with just a hint of a tease.

“That would be interesting, if others have Centaur companions out on the streets, but I doubt that is that common!  I was never intended to leave the comfort of your home, due to concerns on the part of the sales.  The Centaur design is not even supported; as it is a third-party hacking effort, but it does prove the stability and liability of the original personality-matrix I had been built upon!  On the other hand, I imagine you are due for a seriously massive delivery within the next few minutes!” she merely stated, with that knowing grin one only show when utterly certain of the facts behind once words.

“That would have been interesting, indeed.  How could you possibly say that, and still grin from ear to ear, Pinkie?  I guess you do have me there!  A delivery, but I have not ordered anything, due today!” I gasped, in response.

“Because, silly; I am Pinkie Pie and it is true!  A delivery, indeed..  Exactly!” she responded, giggling.

Of course, the next moment, there is a knock on the door.  I raise to my feet, and walk to the door.  As I open, there is a huge sack of carrots and one sack of apples.

“I think I will need your help, Pinkie!” I exclaimed, quietly as to not bother anyone in the neighbourhood.

Pinkie Pie bounces after me; then pulled up the sacks on her back, as if she had been Santa on Christmas Eve, or something?  I quietly closed the door behind her and followed her back into the kitchen.

“I guess this should cut down the time of your incarceration with at least a day!” I chanced, bravely.

I did not want to feel as if I was her jailer, or anything.  I had chosen to make her my friend, even if I had not been obligated to.  Of course, I know Hitomi had known how I was to react, but still.

Horse Apples!” Pinkie exclaimed; giggling madly, as she had red the label on the large and very heavy sack of apples.

“What?” I inquired; making a curious face, as I looked at her in surprise.

“Apples, but for Horses; comes in larger quantity and is not considered quite adequate for Human consumption!” she responded, matter of fact, but with a raised eyebrow.

“The sacks look, as if it had been Santa’s sack, at Christmas Eve!” I responded, giggling at my situation.

“I could whip up a table full of goodies, with just a few additional ingredients; from what is contained within these two sacks!” Pinkie Pie  explained, matter of fact.

“You could eat them, just as fast; I’d bet, Pinkie!” Bubble Berries chuckled, in amusement.

“I would not put as much as a rotten apple-core against either!” I responded, then giggled.

Of course, betting against Pinkie Pie or her male counterpart is a fools’ errand; everyone knew that much!” I pondered.

“Since these are Horse Apples, maybe I should try one, or two; even if I am not a Horse, technically!” Bubble Berries suggested, with a hearty chuckle.

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To be Continued

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