Chapter 12 The Weekend Freakend.
Chapter 12: The Weekend Freakend
You know after a party when things are usually fuzzy for most but you didn’t drink much and got away before anyone could notice and you got away without having to pitch in on cleanup…?
Well, In this particular situation, I got the pleasure of finding out that Equestrian liquor isn’t anywhere near as potent as the stuff I used to drink, however, that comes as a double edge sword- stuff isn't powerful enough, so not only do I have to help clean up. But it also fails when you live in the same place said party was thrown. To top the cake; the fucking alcohol isn’t even strong enough to even get me tipsy (The ponies on the other hand/hoof couldn’t tolerate more than four glasses apparently before becoming ill).
To be honest, I’m not sure which I prefer at this point- being absolutely wasted and try to forget this week's event… ORRRRR being slightly buzzed and mild headache and clean up duty… Sighing aloud, I push the thought from my mind and continue doing what I was for the past half hour prior to this train of thought…
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That being sitting upside down on Rarities couch…
All the while watching a pile of passed out ponies sleep sprawled out on the floor in various positions; you know what, you’d be extremely surprised how much fun it is to listen to what they say in their drunken stupor, to put it simply it's quite adorable and hilarious.
Anyways, the said ponies I’m watching are cuddled together, Rarity, AppleJack, and Rainbowdash- unsurprising I know. Oh, if only Rarity knew how “un-Lady like” she’s sleeping right now, oh god I think I’d die of laughter; actually I might use that as a form of blackmail later... A few minutes pass when I hear a sudden scraping noise on the opposite side of the room draws my attention to the right (Being upside down this is the left) side of the room to see Vinyl disassembling her sound equipment.
I sit there and put a hand to my chin and contemplate if I should help or not (The softer side of me eventually winning.) I flip myself the right way up and stretch and walk over to her.
“Need a Ha-hoof?” I correct myself before yawning slightly as she lifts her glasses up over her horn and looks at me.
“Ehhh, sure man; why not? Would you mind getting that bass cannon in its case?” I look over to where she’s pointing to see a massive subwoofer lined with electric blue stripes- this thing has to be at least a 40+ inch sub.
“Consider it done.” I blurt out before thinking.
‘I’m going to kick the shit out of that nice side of me…’
Hesitantly, I walk over to the towering sub and walk around behind it and see it’s still connected, gently I detach the input, output cables and throw them aside and examining the sub I see a few slats that seem to fit a hoof. Reaching in I use them and gently tilt the massive sound blaster on its back.
Looking at Vinyl she looks like she’s enjoying herself; now noticing I was looking back at her, she turns slightly red before returning to rolling cables. Not long after I have the sub in its case with traveling pads neatly wrapped around the speakers. Overall, I gotta give myself a pat on the back here I think I did a pretty good job- at that moment my thoughts stop immediately as I feel a hoof jab me in the side and snapping me out of my moment of humility.
“Nice! Packing that bucking thing would have taken me ages.” She smiles as she uses her magic to latch it shut and wheel it over to the door silently past the group of sleeping ponies.
“Anything else?” I look down at her and back at my watch to find it’s Saturday.
“Nah, man I gotta get stuff back to my club for tonight’s performance;- Speaking of that reminds me!” She levitates a piece of paper and a nearby quill and writes something on it once done she returns the quill to the table.
“Just show the bouncers this if ya ever wanna hang sometime,OH and well welcome to Ponyville.” She winks at me.
“Really? Sounds like fun, I’ll take you up on that!”
“Yea dude consider it a housewarming gift. Anytime you wanna hang I’m usually there.” She smiles and winks at me before returning her glasses to the bridge of her muzzle as she begins levitating her table and other various equipment. I follow her to the door and she waves back to me and I close the door silently only to be left with the mess from last night and the reality hitting me like running headlong into a brick wall. These fuckers aren’t even awake to help me clean this shit, a bemused look on my face I sigh with one simple phrase entering my head as I get to work cleaning up.
‘DAMN YOU INFERNAL PONIES.’
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“Ok… Let’s see… Garbage cleaned up bottles all put in the kitchen in a bag in case she intends on doing something with them later… Can only assume… Eh trash and stains are pretty much clean and the smell is gone.” I whisper to myself as I proudly pat myself on the back and see that the group of ponies are tightly cuddled into each other and sleeping soundly… Kinda makes me feel bad for the hangover they’re probably going to get when they wake up. Quietly I stand there overlooking them, I hear a set of hoof steps coming down the stairs; minding my step as not to make as little noise as possible, I look around the corner to find a very tired Sweetie Belle, quietly I walk up beside her.
“Morning.” I whisper, she yawns and rubs her eyes one at a time before moving her fluff mane out of her face.
“Morning.” She arches her back and stretches like a cat.
“Sleep well?” I lean on the wall as she sits on her haunches.
“Deeepends.” She yawns again.
“Rarity is still asleep. How about you go get yourself ready and we can go get something to eat. My treat.” I smile and she instantly perks up and runs up the stairs before tripping on the last stair.
“You ok?” I take a step towards her and she waves her hoof.
“I’m good…" she gets back up on all four’s and runs back into her room, leaving me chuckling as I walk upstairs to my room. Opening the door I reach under the bed and pull out the sack of coins Celestia had given me. Carefully, I retrieve a few gold coins out and put them in my pockets. Thankfully Rarity seemed to have taken note of my pants having several pockets- thank god… I put the coins in my pocket not knowing how many I put in a hand full just to be safe and walk downstairs and wait for Sweetie to come back.
It didn’t take long for her to get ready, not even five minutes even, she happily jumps down the stairs and walks up to me with a happy smile plastered across her muzzle.
“Wherever you wanna go, still don’t know what’s around here.”
“Sugar Cube Corner it is!” She smiles all too happily before running out the door, slamming it behind her causing me to flinch and Rarity flings a hoof over AJ’s torso… That’s sorta cute actually… No shame.; surprisingly the girls are still fast asleep in a bundle of limbs and bodies…
They didn’t seem to notice the door that’s really unusual… Noted. Carefully, I open the door and exit the Boutique; looking to my left I can see Sweetie Belle nearly at full gallop, quickly I run after her to catch up.
“HEY WAIT UP!” I pick up the pace some more.
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“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!,” I shout in the middle of a crowd making everyone stare at me in fear.
“Sweetie are you TRYING to give me diabetes?!” I point at the extremely large gingerbread, and I mean a life size fucking gingerbread house… I hate gingerbread houses; they never for the life of me would stand up- and every year I’d end up with a mess of wasted gingerbread and frosting… Gah the crap my family gave me over it… Wow I got off track real quick didn’t I...
“Di-a-what?” She looks at me with a bemused look on her face.
“Uhg… You know what, never mind…” I sigh in defeat of the kind of reality, I am living in now; one that apparently allows for the existence of a life size walk-in gingerbread house bakery.
“Okay, let’s go in and grab some pastries, Pinkie makes the best in Ponyville!” she happily walks up to the door.
‘Oh really… I’ll be the judge of that.’
“Alright… But I warn you,” I point at her maliciously. “I’ve had a lot of pastries and it’s hard to get my favorite right…” I smile devilishly as I hold the door open for Sweetie.
“Pinkie hasn’t disappointed anyone in Ponyville yet!” She proudly states, as she cleans her hooves off at the welcome mat.
“Thanks!”
“No problem.” I follow her in, and immediately my nose is bombarded with heavenly smells of pastries on the display shelf to my left. She guides me over to a corner seat, taking a seat I look around at the room around me to find the room has a rather cozy feeling as I look at the rather… Peculiar decorations scattered around the store- unsurprising that they are all something sweet related. Looking around I see Sweetie talking to Pinkie as she gestures to me Pinkie looks at me with a smile before bouncing over to me with Sweetie in tow.
‘How’s she bouncing like dat…’
“Morning Pinkie, sleep well?”
“Yes indeedy do!” She happily takes a seat next to me.
“So Sweetie tells me you’re hard to satisfy when it comes to pastries.” Her expression immediately turns into one that a businessman would use to reel her clients in.
“It’s hard because I only like one pastry-“ She raises her hoof to cut me off.
“Cheese Danish with lace frosting and a hint of lemon.” She crosses her hooves with a half lidded stare.
“H-how the fuck…” Sweetie taps me on the shoulder.
“Pinkie senses… don’t question it.”
“B-bu-“
“No but’s.” she says as I sigh in defeat.
“I’ll have a few ready in fifteen minutes.” Pinkie triumphantly smirks and bounds off for what I can only guess is the kitchen.
“Soooo, cheese danish, huh?” Sweetie has a smug look across her muzzle.
“Don’t… Even…” I cross my arms before slumping into the seat. Fucking ponies man…
<><><><><>15 Minutes Later.<><><><><>
“Here you go, enjoy your Danish and for Sweetie- your usual!” Pinkie pushes our plates onto the table; how she managed to keep two plates balanced on her back is by far among one of the most impressive things I have seen.
“Thanks, how much do I owe ya?” Pinkie briefly thinks about it before putting on a smile.
“I think today I can sell you these half off, two bits.” She smiles happily before sitting beside me.
“In exchange I’d like to consider this as a repayment of how I treated you when you first arrived.” Her ears droop slightly.
“You only reacted that way because I’m not normal, I would have done the same.” I wrap my arm around Sweetie and Pinkie and pull them into a hug, Sweetie gently lays her head on my side.
“I wouldn’t be alive now if it wasn’t for the kindness of you ponies, as many headaches as you guys give me with how different things are now; I owe you all my life.” Pinkie's ears shoot up and she nuzzles into my side.
“No you don’t silly! Ponies will always try to show kindness even if we don’t always display it the right way; sometimes it only takes a simple act of kindness.” Pinkie sits up and gets to her hooves before returning to the front desk, I take the moment to find a couple coins, finding a couple I place them on the table as Pinkie comes back with a bag in her mouth.
“These are for Rarity, Rainbow, and Applejack; make sure you give them to cure their hangovers.” Pinkie winks before taking the bits off the table, looking at Sweetie, she smiles at me and I take the bag and set it beside me in the seat and dig into the warm deliciousness that is a Danish. Hesitantly, I stare into oblivion…
It’s almost too good to be real, slowly I raise it to my mouth and I take a bite and immediately my mouth is met with the most heavenly taste that probably exists right now; that or I’ve slipped into a sugar coma. Realizing I’ve been chewing the same bite for a while I swallow and stare straight forward.
“So did she meet your standards?” Sweetie asks as I look at her, she’s wearing a smug look on her muzzle- and now it’s time to be a total jackass…
“No.” I reply with no emotion in my voice, as expected Pinkie appeared out of nowhere behind Sweetie; her jaw LITERALLY hit the floor.
‘Pause for dramatic build and effect.’
“She went above and beyond, can really taste the slight lemon, exactly how I like it… How did you know, it tastes exactly like I remember.” Pinkie gasps and her mane puffs up and she jumps over Sweetie and hugs me tightly.
“AGHK KA-Y PINKIE BREATH!” I gasp for air as she squeezes the life out of me.
“Oh… Sorry; I had a hunch!” Her fur turns slightly red and releases me- never in my life have I been hugged so hard that I miss the sensation of inhaling air. The things I take for granted…
“It’s… all good, but please, no more death hugs.”
‘Totally not good.’
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“Gah… Sweetie… Never again- that food was amazing.” I rub my stomach in appreciation.
“I told ya’ she was good at baking.” I look at her my facial expression probably enough to say ‘Ya think?’.
“Well, now what are you going to do now?” I look at her curiously.
“I’ll probably go meet up with my friends and work on getting out cutie marks.”
“Ah, ok- well I won’t hold you up then, I need to get this to Rarity and the others; I just hope they are in a good mood when I get there.” Sweetie giggles and smiles at me.
“I’m sure they will be happy to see you!” She waves a hoof before leaving towards Sweet Apple Acres leaving me standing outside Sugar Cube Corner; shaking my head with a smirk on my face I begin walking in the direction of the boutique- the sweet smelling pastries in hand.
A short walk later the sun has risen a bit higher and is now bearing down on me, luckily I managed to stay in the shade the buildings are providing all the way back, making it to the boutique I gently pull the door open and step into the cool air of the boutique.
Taking my boots off I walk into the showroom to find that pile of ponies who were sleeping on the couch are now sitting around in a circle talking casually talking to each other except the unmistakable blob of cyan partially covered in a blanket on the couch; glancing at my watch It’s 11:42.
“Afternoon.” I say a bit louder to Rainbow’s dismay.
“Gahhhh…. Not so loud!” I see the blanket shift as AJ chuckles with a hoof over her mouth.
“Maybe you shouldn’t drink so much…” I cross my arms in mock annoyance with a raised eyebrow only to see Rarity scowling at me menacingly.
“What?”
“You’re the one to talk- says the stallion- man who drank ten whole bottles of hard cider.” she crosses her hooves.
“Yeah’ partner, you drank Rainbow and mah self under the table- I reckon you drank three times tah recommended for any average pony!”
“You should not be alive right now…” Rarity bluntly points out.
“Well the end of my race didn’t kill me… Soooo I don’t expect your light weight cider is gonna get me either.”
“Don’t be so cocky about it darling, you still could drop dead.”
“Couldn’t happen soon enough…”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing- eh, Pinkie said to give you guys theses.” I set the bag of pastries on the nearby table.
“She say’s it will help the hangover a bit.” Instantly Rainbow flies out of the blanket and has already grabbed one and started eating.
“Ah- good ole’ Pinkie Pie; her pastries always help the headache after.” Applejack chuckles a bit before rubbing her temples.
“Ah shoot hoof one over for the rest of us Rainbow!”
‘For now… I’m calling bullshit.’
“Anyways- It’s Saturday, I think I’m going to wander a bit- unless you have work for me AJ?”
“Nah- not today, I’m actually going to be heading to Appleloosa for the weekend to visit Braeburn.”
“Ah- well, that’s nice. Well, I think it’s time I go around and meet some ponies.”
“I’m glad you’re taking my advice after all!” Rarity has a very large smile across her muzzle.
“Yea… Don’t get your hopes up yet- anyways, I’ll see you all later,” I stand up and look back at AJ. “Good luck with your trip Applejack.” I give a half salute before walking back out the door just in time to hear AJ yell back.
“You too partner!”
“NOT SO LOUD!” Rainbow cries again before throwing her hooves up, leaving me laughing hysterically outside the door. First stop… no idea… Shrugging to myself, I begin walking in a random direction- hell, whatever I find or whom I find or whatever I find is better than nothing right?
<><><><><>Not even two hours later…<><><><><>
You know… I think I couldn’t have been more happy and terrified at what transpired today; first off I walked straight into the center of town, I got some odd looks, some waves, and some downright shunning me- none of those reactions really surprised me as the one that swooped in and nailed me in the back and sent me face first into the dirt. The pony in question was a gray mare with blonde mane. After apologizing repeatedly, she told me why she had a hard time landing and managed to hit me instead; sadly she mentioned her medical issues. Apparently she has something very similar to what humans used to know as Strabismus (cross eyed disorder) which is also very rare in Equestria. Still I couldn’t help but feel bad for her and life she’s probably had to endure, I bet everyone who knew her always had something polite to say, knowing the general mentality of every society in the history of ever…
Overall I gave her a hug and reassured her it was ok and she hesitantly went on with her day, though I’d probably run into her sometime in the future- and that can be taken literally if the next time I see her goes the same way as the first… Anyways, when I continued on my way after that charade I navigated clear across the other side of Ponyville in record time, meeting a few merchants here and there even got to meet some residents who live here; after all that was said and done I decided to ask around to find a decent place to grab some chow a few merchants told me that there is a restaurant that might suit my fancy. Another short trip back towards the center of the town I managed to find it bustling with ponies of all kinds.
It took a lot of effort but, after a brief discussion with a few staff members being frightened by me and refusing to let me into the place, I managed to get into a very tense talk with the manager- luckily I used my charm and I got a table near a window of the place. It’s also just my luck that I got seated near a pony- that said pony gets up and pokes me on the shoulder.
“Excuse me. Sir…?” I look over my shoulder to see in more detail a small blue unicorn with an hourglass on her butt.
“Yes?” I look at her with a slightly bemused smile.
“I attended your Pinkie party last night, and I thought I’d welcome you personally; and while I was watching I couldn’t help but notice your canines. I was wondering- did all of your kind have them?” The blue pony looks at me curiously, her hoof to her chin as she leans a bit closer with my equally leaning back from her and gulping awkwardly.
“Y-yes, all humans have canines, we were omnivores so we had a healthy balance of both worlds.”
“You don’t… you know?” She lowers her voice slightly as her voice becomes slightly shaky, I sigh aloud at what she’s implying.
“I’ll say this once and hope it gets around… If I was gonna eat you, don’t you think I’d have done it already... We only hunted non sentient beings, like fish and boars so on.”
“Oh…, well I-I guess that’s good know.”
“Honestly, the thought of eating something that’s just as smart as I am is disturbing… and wrong.”
“Mhmm.” She smiles before looking at my fangs a little closer.
“So you never told me your name?” I fold my left arm behind my neck.
“Oh,” She scratches the back of her neck sheepishly. “My name is Colgate.” Instantly my eyes shoot wide open.
“Say again?” Tell me now I heard that correctly…
“I said my name is Colgate.”
‘OH NO WAY!!! HAHA!’
“That’s what I thought you said…”
“Why? What do you mean?”
“Well… take no offense to this, it’s funny to me because you’re named after a popular brand of toothpaste we used back then…” I cover my mouth with my hand and attempt to suppress my laughter all the while her face is entirely red.
“That’s… great.” She’s still extremely red and the look on her face right now is somewhere in embarrassed and horribly insulted. I feel bad for this pony, then again Colgate did help keep me keep my teeth pearly white; meh I suppose.
“I wouldn’t take it to heart, Colgate was a pretty popular product!”
“Oh, that’s supposed to make me feel better…” She gives me a bemused look.
“Maybe?” I shrug, after a few minutes of awkward silence, she returns to her seat and eats her food. Speaking of food… where’s the waitress and waiters at? Looking around I notice that nearly the entire restaurant is staring at me.
‘I swear if these ponies don’t quit staring I’m just going to leave…’
Not even a moment later a pony in a very crisp looking uniform with a notepad and quill ready to order.
“Uh-,“ He gulps. “Are y-you ready to order?”
Wwooowwww… The other servers here couldn’t grow a pair to come out here and instead made this poor guy serve a being he’s never even seen or knew existed do this… Then again I guess that make sense… Right?
‘Just play it cool- You’re no different than them.’
“No need to be afraid of me-,” As best as my efforts are to make him less terrified I if you’re all this afraid I’ll just leave.” I give him the most relaxed face I can.
“N-no s-sir, I’m fine. Today’s special’s isn’t me”
“What?” I raise a concerned eyebrow.
“N-nothing today’s special is Mango Fruit Salad.” He quickly states.
“That sounds good.” He scribbles on his pad before looking at me again.
“A-anything to drink?”
“Water will do.” He scribbles it down and quickly runs off to the kitchen.
‘Oh boy… Ponyville where everypony makes you feel welcome… At least I get food…’
“Hi Austin.” My eyes widen as I look behind me to see Twilight.
‘Greeaaattttttt… just what I needed.’
“Mind if I sit with you?”
‘Yes…’
“No.” I say mindlessly.
‘Click... Boom… shooting yourself in the ass.’
“Thank you!” She sets a book down on the other side of the table and takes a seat.
“So, did you enjoy your party.”
“Honestly Twilight; I appreciate the thought, but I’m not a party guy.”
“At least you went.” She gives me an optimistic smile, I retort with a look that says “Really…”.
“Why didn’t you attend?” her face turns slightly red.
“I was talking with Princess Celestia about the human world; I was trying to find the best way to help you adapt to this world and the information she told me from personal experience was helpful to say the least…”
“Yea?” The waiter comes back and pushes my bowl of fruits in front of me and my glass of water, Twilight waits till he leaves and leans in close.
“I didn’t know your planet was destroyed in a war.”
“It wasn’t Twilight.”
“What do you mean?!” she looks at me with an unamused look across her muzzle.
“I’d rather not talk about what did end my kind. We were at war with the rebels in western Iraq… that and diplomatic discussions was failing in Russia.”
“Iraq? And Russia? You mean like Stalliongrad?”
“Really… Wow, that was either a really ironic pun or that’s really ironic.”
“What? Stalliongrad is a part of Equestria outside trading, they work with Yakyakistan and a few other nations.” I give myself a moment to pick my jaw off the table.
“Great…”
“What do you mean?” She looks at me with a half lidded expression.
“I-It’s nothing.”
I honestly can’t believe there’s a pony version of Russia and Pakistan… Really. I just hope they don’t do the same thing as before- then again, there’s the saying, “Those who don’t know history are bound to repeat it.” I wonder if that applies to a nation that doesn’t know anything about the history before this one- for now I can only hope that they don’t- for now anyways... I take a few bites out of my salad and push the rest to Twilight who happily accepts.
“So… have you written any reports to Luna yet?” I sigh aloud and look at my lap.
“No… As much as I want to I can’t find anything to report yet.”
“Not every letter has to be a report you know… I’m sure she’d apprecia-“
‘Annnddddd that tears my last nerve.’
I raise my hand and cut her off.
“I’m sure she and every other pony under the sun would appreciate a lot of shit… Look, Twilight I’m sorry I can’t make friends easily or be sociable as you guys are.” I take a breath for a second.
“It’s been a rough life and things have changed so drastically that I’m not sure I’m ready to even be open yet.”
She looks at me blankly with a face of sympathy and sadness.
“I’m doing the best I can; but it’s gonna take longer than a week for me to get used to all this.” I get up and grab two twenty coins out of my pocket and set them on the table in front of her.
“Enjoy lunch.” I nod before leaving the restaurant making sure not to look back.
<><><><><>Twilight’s P.O.V <><><><><>
I watch Austin walk down the street to where I can assume he’s going home… I feel bad for him and his situation, but he won’t let me help him or tell me what’s wrong.
“Your bill, Ms.Sparkle.” A waiter walks over and sets a black book down.
“Here.” I slide the bits over to him.
“So. What was he?”
“Austin? He’s-,” I try to think of the proper way to tell him. “The last of his kind…”
“Oh wow, he must have a lot to bear… I sort of feel bad for him now… What exactly happened?”
“I think that’s a question we’re all pondering the answer to at this point.”
“Well… In any case send him my regards Ms. Sparkle.” He takes the bits and walks back over to other patrons.
‘I think I know just the pony to help…’
I get up and leave the diner and gallop back to the library to send a letter.
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“SPIKE!!!” I burst into the library to see Spike jump out of his bed and spasm on the floor.
“GAH!!! WHAT, WHO, WHY!?” He rolls on his back and flings his claws in every possible direction.
“Spike relax, it’s just me!” He stops and clears his eyes and focuses.
“Oh… How was lunch?” He cleans up his bed and slides it into the corner before hopping on the couch and looks at me.
“I’m not sure how to answer that right now; Right now, I need you to write a letter.”
“Ok, sure.” I watch him walk over to the desk and pick a quill, ink, and paper and casually sits back down on the couch gently dunking the tip in ink.
“Ready when you are.” I clear my voice and begin pacing.
“Dear Princess Celestia,”
“So far, progress with Austin has been somewhat promising; he’s fit in somewhat decently, even though he may not admit it openly; however, he seems conflicted ever since Pinkie threw him a welcome to Ponyville party. I heard from plenty of ponies around Ponyville that say he was sitting in the corner and drinking cider all night… Although I must point out he drank several times more than the average pony could withstand- I might conduct some research on that at some point- anyways, I must request that you or Luna talk to him about it, in my heart I believe that if we learn his story we can be better friends for him and make his life more bearable.”
“Your Faithful Student,”
“Twilight Sparkle.”
“Get all that, Spike?” I look over to see him mumbling and scribbling the last part of the letter before fanning it out and drying it before rolling it into a scroll.
“Yup, all set.” He inhales and breaths fire on it, turning it into dust as it flies out the open window.
“Let’s hope we can help him.”
“Twilight, I think you worry too much about him, things take time and he hasn’t been here long enough- put yourself in his situation; his world has been turned upside down and everything he really ever had or cared about is long gone, he’s probably hurting…”
“I know Spike, but we got to try to help him.”
"Some Ponies don't want help."
“Heres to hoping then.” He hops on the couch kneading the pillow and gets comfortable in the nook of the cushion before falling asleep once more.
“Yea… Here’s hoping she can help.” I walk over to my desk and think.
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6309189 indeed the llargest nuclear assortment on the planet.
6309213 just to point this out I'm purposely making him say this because it's how he'd act naturally. Same with every other decision in this story; be it somethi g he says or does or ponies do it's all intentionally planned this way to make it seem he's doing things oout of irrational thought.
Actually not bad
Hope you keep up the good work, as it is rare to see good HiE stories around here.
I'll admit I was a little
when I saw the cryostasis bit (Stasis is the title of my story) but I am happy to say that we've gone in entirely different directions. 
Anyhow, keep up the good work and I'll probably knock out reading the rest of this tonight.
6309407 Glad you like it! Thanks for commenting!
Excellent chapter it really puts detail to what's going on with him and that after party stuff I lol'd so much. And if you ever want someone to talk to pm me and I'll talk
6309474 Twas a rough patch but I'm fine now... for the most part.
6309632 Ok well if the offer still stands you need someone to chat with for anything I'm here doesn't matter if something is up or if your just bored.
6309658 Heeeeeeeey! Great chapter, I eagerly await the next chapter of this aaaannd DJ's Guests.
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6323743 Glad to hear it!
6349895 nah just a fear of mannequins tis all lol probably spelt that wrong.... ¬_¬
6362553 This argument again... We've all been over this before. If it seems illogical to you then please take it outside of my comment's section I know people wanna explain this but seriously... It's just a story. Thank you for reading!
P.s. This isn't just to you this is addressing everyone who wants to make this comment again. (3rd time I've seen and replied to it.)
6362928 I don't know what issues you had with other people I stated really fact as an fyi and if you writing stuff that need fact behind it make shore you get you fact straight inconsistency is the quickest way to lose readers and well getting butt hurt about someone criticizing your story is not gonna stop just because you kick and scream about it just take it if its good and if you don't like it move on
p.s despite it being your fic you made it for us to enjoy and if we like it it our job to let you know what wrong to keep it likeable what happens when you ignore the advice
6365788 Fix your spelling, grammar, and punctuation, then come back to me.
I love this story a lot... Everything is perfectly logical and perfectly understandable... Just the way I like it!
6369091 Thank you!
6405329 Initially, the sun rising is an analogy that represents a new day. A new life, A New Beginning.
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Really like you story man. You have me hooked I will wait for the next chapter.
6491768 Technically she was asking both Haha! Thanks for commenting!
Good story take note. I eyed this sentence for a while.
‘How’s she bouncing like dat…’
This is the thought that crossed
Does u evin gramar rite?
6493078 I did it on purpose. Trying to comprehend Pinkie is impossible. heh
6494832 I think I got it...60 tons of sugar, 4th wall, and about 500 tons of radiation...I think that's how you explain her...
I'm really enjoying this story