//------------------------------// // Vinyl?! You Look Like You've Seen A Ghost, Girl! // Story: The Mare In Grey // by ChaseTheChangeling //------------------------------// Vinyl's hooves flinched as she tried to shift her body below the massive and unfamiliar weight above her. What had she eaten last night to make her feel to... heavy... and hot? And... was that a breeze? Vinyl lazily moved her hooves to feel her body, only to have them land on a mass on top of her. A mass that was very much alive and breathing... and wasn't a part of her own body. Vinyl opened her eyes, eyelashes fluttering under the steady breathing that was brushing against them, only to see a mare, of the earth variety (from what she could tell, as her head had taken up most of the unicorn's view), with an ash grey coat and a jet black mane. Vinyl shifted, hearing the pony snore lightly before she pushed the sleeping pony from her body and back onto the couch. Vinyl, now free from the weight of this mysterious pony, got a better look at her. 'She's the same little mouse thing from last night that was asleep on my chest... wasn't she?' Vinyl thought to herself as her mouth began to open in shock. 'But she's a ghost! Why did she feel so heavy? And why is she big now?' Without letting her mind wander any further, Vinyl approached the sleeping figure, wanting to touch her, but puller her hoof back quickly, just before she had even ruffled a single fur on the mare's back. 'Perhaps waking her wouldn't be a great idea...' the unicorn thought to herself, putting her hoof back on the ground. A loud rumble shook Vinyl from her thoughts, and a new set had replaced the fleeting ones. Food. That was the new goal. Vinyl could deal with this later, it wasn't like a whole mare would disappear, right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Vinyl bumbled about the kitchen, dropping things and burning food, the floor getting soaked and flour exploding onto walls, eggs dropping and milk spilling on counters and tables. The sound of a kettle whistle was heard before the smoke alarm went off in protest to the madness that was being considered "cooking". 'I didn't even know that smoke alarm worked!' Vinyl was once again surprised to hear another odd sound; a door slam, and the sound of scurrying hooves skidding on wooden floor as a large body slammed onto said floor. Vinyl turned to see her landlord, Chisel trying her best to get to her hooves, a panicked look on her face before she turned to her unicorn tenant. "Geez, babe, where's the fire?" Vinyl asked nonchalantly as she turned back to her horrific slaughtering of the kitchen. "Here, apparently!" Chisel shouted breathlessly, "What the hell are you doing? The house looks like it's on fire!" "Well, I was cooking breakfast for me and my lovely guest on the couch there." Vinyl pointed with her hoof over her shoulder. Chisel turned and chuckled as she faced the white unicorn. "So I guess you're little ghost friend there won't mind the extra crispy food then?" Chisel continued to laugh despite Vinyl's obvious worry. What did she mean ghost? That grey mare was there clear as day! Vinyl turned, and saw that Chisel wasn't lying, the mare had disappeared into thin air! "W-what?! She was right there!" Vinyl shouted in shock running to the empty couch, runner her hooves over the cushions, "Sh-she was sleeping! She was on top of me and everything!" Chisel walked up to the dazed unicorn, her laughing stopped and a serious look took hold of her features. "Vinyl... are you okay? Like, have you been sleeping well?" Chisel placed a hoof to her forehead and then to Vinyl's, and in her rush to check the unicorn's health, accidentally hit her horn, giving Chisel a little shock and knocking the unicorn to the floor chin and chest first in sensory pain. "W-well.... I was...." Vinyl groaned. Her eyes scanned the ground, there was a little mouse hole in the wall. Had that always been there? "Vinyl! Oh geez, sorry!" the larger brown mare helped Vinyl to her hooves, although the light unicorn was hesitant to stand, she made it up eventually. Vinyl kept her eyes on the wall where she saw the hole. "Are there any mice in here?" Vinyl asked suddenly. Chisel did her thing, tapping her hoof quickly as she looked around the house with a slight grimace. "Maybe? With all that's been happening around here, I'm surprised a squatter hadn't turned up!" "Well..." Vinyl began trotting towards the wall, "I wouldn't be so certain about that...