"DADDY!"
Diamond Tiara screamed throughout the halls looking for her father. "DAAADDDDY!" she goes from room to room stomping in frustration shaking the hallway. "DDDDDAAAADDDYYYYYYY!" walking up the double doors of her father's study room, she gently knocks three times and waits for an answer.
"Enter."
Slamming the doors wide open, she walks into her father's study room. "Ahem, daddy."
Mr. Rich sits in his chair reading the morning newspaper with a cup of coffee on the table. "What do you want princess?"
"Daddy, can I have some money please?" she said batting her eyes.
Mr. Rich doesn't even put down the newspaper to look at his daughter trying to butter him up. "What happened to the allowance I gave you yesterday?"
"I spent it of course," she said sitting down it one of the chairs. "Me and Silver Spoon went out for a night on the town before she left Ponyville."
Mr. Rich continues to read the paper still not looking at his daughter. He just sits in his chair before sighing. "How much do you want sweetheart?"
"Oh, just a measly 200 bits." she replied putting on a smile.
Mr. Rich reaches into his desk pulls out a bag and sits it on the top. Diamond grabs the bag and makes her way to the door bouncing happily. "Thank you Daddy!" she shuts the door leaving her father alone in his study.
Two Days Later
"DADDY!"
Mr. Rich puts his cup back on the saucer. "Yes? What is it Princess?"
"Daddy, can I have some money?"
"What happened to the 200 bits I gave you two days ago?"
"I went shopping and bought some new clothes," Diamond replied. "A cute filly like me has to always look her best!"
Mr. Rich pick up his morning newspaper and begins to read it. "So how much do you need this time?" Diamond puts her hooves together smiling.
"Oh, just 450 bits, nothing major."
Mr. Rich almost spits the coffee from his mouth. "450 bits?! Why do you need that much money for?!"
"Well, you know that my 16th birthday is coming up right? Well, I want to throw a celebration for it and rent out Sugarcube Corner."
"Why cant you just have it here?!" he said exasperated. "I'm sorry Diamond, but 450 bits is outta the question!"
"Please daddy!" Diamond replied sporting her best sad face.Sniff"But I need it!"
"No."
"Please!"
"No!"
"Pwretty please?"
"No!"
"Pwretty please with a cherry on top?"
Mr. Rich slams his paper on the desk. "No means NO Diamond! I'm NOT giving you 450 bits to rent out Sugarcube Corner for your birthday party and that is final! Now, either you can have your party here or not have a party at all! The choice is yours."
The pink filly stomps on the floor angrily. "Fine! I'll have my stupid sweet 16th here!" she leaves the room in a huff slamming the doors on her way out.
Mr. Rich rubs his temples. Dealing with Diamond was always headache inducing and today was no different, but at least it couldn't get any worse, right?"
Meanwhile in another world with bipedal creatures. A 15 year old Diamond Tiara steps into her father office in tears. "DADDY!" Mr. Rich quickly puts down his newspaper and rushes to his daughter.
"WHAT'S WRONG SWEETHEART?! ARE YOU OK?!"
"DADDY I'M BLEEDING!" she wailed.
Mr. Rich looks his daughter over but couldn't find any signs of blood. "Sweetie, you're not bleeding anywhere."
"YES I AM!" she cried.
"But where?" he asked.
"Down there."
Now Mr. Rich was confused. "Down where?"
"Ya know," she replied looking down. "Down there."
Mr. Rich stares blankly for a few seconds before his eyes widen in realization. "Oh."
"Daddy," Diamond said wiping a few tears away. "I'm I gonna die?"
But something needed to be done about Diamond. Mr. Rich taps his hoof on his desk. "The nerve of that girl! She doesn't know just how good she has it. Why when I was her age I was busy working two jobs to support myself and my father!" Filthy Rich held his head up. He had a most wonderful idea. "That's it!"
The Day After Diamond Tiara's Sweet Sixteen or Three Days Later
Diamond Tiara slept peacefully in her bed without a care in the world. "Haha Button stop! That tickles!" she turns over in her bed giggling like a horny schoolgirl. "Sweetie Belle! Don't help him!" she turns over again falling off the edge of the bed landing on the floor with a thud. "Ow."
Once she gotten up, she fixed up her room and taken a cold shower, then headed downstairs where her father waited. "Good morning Diamond." he said smiling at his daughter.
"Morning daddy." she replied taking a seat where her breakfast waited.
"Diamond, I've been thinking, now that you're sixteen years old I think it time that you started learning to be self-sufficient and earning your keep around here."
"Uh-Huh."
"Diamond, I think its time you got a job."
The pink filly spits out the orange juice she was currently drinking. "WHAT?! A JOB!?"
"Yes Diamond," her father replied nodding his head. "A job. As in working to earn your own money."
"But! But!"
"No buts Diamond," Mr. Rich replied shaking his head. "My mind is made up, you're getting a job or joining the Royal Guard, your choice."
Diamond took a deep breath and gave her answer.
"Come now Diamond!" Mr. Rich grunted trying to pull the pink filly inside Barnyard Bargains. "Having a job isn't all that bad, it builds character, look at me! I went from nopony to somepony and you can do the same!"
Diamond just held on to the entrance like her life depended on it. "Now stop this right now young lady!" he pulls with all his might causing Diamond to lose her grip on the door. "Now, in order to build experience you'll be working in the fruits of my blood, sweat and tears! Barnyard Bargains!"
"But I don't wanna!" she whined.
"Well you're gonna!" he pulls Diamond by the tail dragging her into the back. "Now stop all this Diamond! You're not a little filly anymore; you are a grown mare now! It's time to act like one!" he stops in front of a certain door that made Diamond's blood run cold. "Now you'll be learning from one of my best workers."
"NO! DADDY! PLEASE NO! ANYPONY BUT HIM!"
But her words fell on deaf ears as her father opened the door with a smile. "Button Mash my boy!" the brown earth pony known as Button Mash looked up from his paperwork and greeted Mr. Rich with a smile.
"Good afternoon Mr. Rich!" he said walking to him shaking his hoof, he notices Diamond Tiara hiding right behind her father shaking. "Good afternoon, Diamond. So what can I do for you two today?"
Filthy Rich places Diamond on one of the chairs in the room. "I know you're a very busy pony my boy so I'll keep this brief. Diamond here is joining the Barnyard Bargains team."
"Oh really?" he said. Diamond didn't like the way he was looking at her, it was almost like he was laughing at her. "Well then, let me be the first to welcome you the team Diamond."
"Now my boy just because she's my daughter doesn't mean that she gets special treatment," Mr. Rich added look over towards the pink filly. "She starts off at the bottom and will work her way to the top, just like you did."
Button rubs the back of his head embarrassed.
"Now my boy don't let her female charms cast a spell on you, she will use every trick she can to have things go her way, I was young once but you must be strong my boy."
"Don't worry Mr. Rich," Button said looking at Diamond who was covering her face. "Me and Diamond here are well acquainted with each other, her charms won't work on me."
Satisfied with that answer, Mr. Rich heads to the door. "Good lad, well I guess I'll leave you to it then. See you when your shift ends Diamond, make me proud!" he leaves the room shutting the door behind him.
Diamond looks at Button who walked back over to his desk. "Well, well, well, isn't this interesting," he said grabbing a piece of paper. "You get two 15 minute breaks, an hour for lunch, and your pay is 9.50 an hour and your shift begins at 9:30am and ends at 5:30pm."
"Y-you're not really going make me work are you?" Diamond said glaring at him. "Cause I swear if you do I'm NEVER sleeping with you again!"
"Somehow, I doubt that," Button chuckled. "Come on, lets get you started."
6:00 pm
Diamond opens the door to her home completely exhausted. Her mane and coat was a mess and her eyes were red and heavy. Never in her life has she worked so hard or moved so much. Her hooves ached with every step she took and all she wanted to do was lay down.
She didn't eat dinner and didn't even take a bath or brushed her teeth; all she did was go in her room, collapsed on her bed and fell asleep, dirty from today's work.
And it wasn't even a full day.