“What do you mean my grandmother is dead?!”
Here by popular demand, I have stopped being a lazy bastard and started working again! People of FIMFiction, I give you another story starring best friends Grace Manewitz and Coco Pommel!
Enjoy! 
--The Princess Rarity
Predicaments in Ponyville
EVENT ONE: Ditching Work
A carriage siren went off, ponies started to scream and there was a loud crash in the crossroads of Uptown and Downtown. It was Manehattan, as usual. No matter what time of day, this chaos went on; and yet somehow, ponies still chose to live in the rush of the city. The sun just barely started peeking out from beyond the horizon, and the city lights were fading out because of the daylight.
Another morning in Manehattan, the strange harmony would never cease to exist.
Coco let out a groan, and placed a pillow over her face as the alarm clock across the room started beeping. How could it be seven ‘o clock in the morning already? Wasn’t it only a few minutes ago, she had laid down to rest for the evening?
...although, surprisingly, the alarm went off within seconds. Not that Coco was complaining, but she did find it a bit strange. Normally, it would blare for a while until she or her roommate would throw the thing against the wall in frustration. Nevertheless, she snuggled back under her comforter and closed her eyes. Ten more minutes, and then she would get out of bed and get ready for work.
She let out a soft sigh to herself. Work. It wasn’t that she hated it, but it was still tedious. Working nine to five was far from fun--
--a sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.
It wasn’t loud, or intrusive, like usual, though. Usually, Coco would be awoken with screams and protests, with a few vulgarities thrown in. But the familiar voice was soft… sort of sweet. She couldn’t make out what the voice was saying, but it did leave her perplexed.
“Yes, yes, it’s very sad, I know.”
Coco peeked out from the covers, and looked into the kitchen to see her roommate talking on the phone. “Grace?” she asked. “What are you doing?”
The better question was why Grace was so cleaned up and refreshed at this hour. Her mane was brushed, she had one of her ties on -- a red one this time around, and her glasses were on straight. Typically, at seven in the morning, Grace would be hating the world and chowing down on sugary cereal. Coco couldn’t help but also wonder why Grace was on the phone: wasn’t it a bit early to be calling ponies?
“We’re putting together the funeral arrangements right now,” Grace said. Her tone of voice wasn’t raspy and playful, like normal; it was soft, kind, almost heartwarming. “Yes sir, we’ll be back on Monday. Well… I will be, anyway. I’m not too sure about poor Coco. You see, she was very close with her grandmother and--”
Coco shut down on listening from there on out. Funeral? Grandmother?
She bolted out of bed at a speed that was nearly impossible for an earth pony, and she stumbled into the kitchen, snatching the phone out of her roommate’s hooves.
“What do you mean my grandmother is dead?!” she hissed.
“Gimme back the phone, marshmallow,” Grace growled. “You’ll blow it.”
“What do you mean?” Coco harshly whispered. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Just play along!” Grace shot back, as she fought for the phone. “You’re gonna thank me later, honest!”
It took a minute, but soon, Coco let out a gasp of realization and held onto the phone, not allowing her friend to get it back. “Grace Janine Manewitz, if this is another one of your stupid stunts,” she mumbled, playing tug of war with the telephone. “It’s too early for this!”
Despite her attempts to play keepaway, it failed and Coco fell flat on her rump as Grace yanked the telephone back.
“I’m sorry about that, sir, my apartment doesn’t get good phone service,” she said, immediately switching back to the much lighter tone of voice. “Now--” She stammered and her expression fell. “You want to talk to Coco? Well, sir, she’s upset and--” The sound of their boss yelling on the other line was heard very clearly and for a moment, Grace looked genuinely scared. “Whatever you say, sir!”
She shoved the telephone back into Coco’s hooves, and mouthed the words, “Play along!”
Coco groaned as she picked up the phone. “Hello?” she muttered.
“Pommel? Your roommate’s tellin’ me that your grandma bit the dust,” Their boss took a pause, no doubt to smoke a cigar. “This true?”
Without even thinking, Coco instantly replied, “Apparently so.”
She noticed Grace acting out crying, and rolled her eyes. Coco wasn’t going to do something so stupid; but she did contemplate many ways she could hurt her roommate without causing too much damage to the apartment…
“You gotta be back to work on Monday, ya hear?” the bossman snapped.
“Y-yessir,” Coco stuttered.
Even over the phone, her boss’s voice was scarily demanding…
“Enjoy a three-day weekend then,” he grumbled, and the line abruptly went dead.
“Well, my grandmother is dead, so I don’t know how I’m going to do that,” Coco said sarcastically as she glared at Grace. She raised an eyebrow, got up and put the phone back into the receiver. “So, would you care to explain what’s going on?”
Grace laughed nervously and pulled her tie. “Good news; we don’t have work today! We can enjoy our Friday! Even better news, to my knowledge, your ‘ole grandma is still alive!” she said.
Coco turned deadpan. “You used the oldest get out of work excuse on our boss?” she muttered.
Grace hesitated, then shrugged nonchalantly. “He believed it!” she defended.
Coco really, really wanted to smack her friend upside the head, but she was too tired. Instead, she facehoofed and shook her head. “You are unbelievable,” she grumbled.
“Hey, I got us a day off!” Grace argued. “When was the last time we had one of those?”
“It’s an unfair day off!” Coco shot back. “It’s a lie!”
“And you make it sound like it’s the first time I’ve done something like this,” Grace mused.
A stammer escaped Coco, but she decided not to keep at it; she would never win. Besides, Grace was wholeheartedly correct; she pulled stunts like this at least once a week, and it had been a month since her last crazy idea. Coco should have known that something would happen soon. While her intentions were good, the way Grace went about it wasn’t exactly right…
“I need some coffee,” Coco muttered to herself.
She turned around, where the coffee machine was, and flicked on the switch. She took a mug off of one of the hooks, and rubbed her eyes tiredly. A yawn escaped her, and she felt like banging her head against the wall when the television started blaring.
“I wonder what it liked or what was missing.”
“Well, I know what's missing. Talent. I'm getting out of here, you hacks! Talentless hacks!”
“Yikes.”
“Could you please turn that down?” Coco muttered.
“Nah,” Grace said, with a smirk. She sat at the kitchen table, and kept her focus on the cartoon. Well, at least that was back to normal…
Coco poured herself a cup of coffee, and took a sip of it. Thankfully, the caffeine made her feel a bit better. She took a seat on the other side of the table, and she looked at her friend.
“So, do you have any plans for our day off?” she joked.
“Actually,” Grace said. She reached down, grabbed her purse off the floor, and held out a brochure. “I do!”
“The Ponyville Tribal and Heritage Festival?” Coco read. “Ponyville’s last summer festival?” She pursed her lips, and thought for a moment. She took another sip of coffee. “I haven’t been there in years. What made you think of this?”
“I’m bored, I wanted a day off, do I need a reason?” Grace replied. “So hurry up and get ready, we got a train to catch in thirty minutes!”
...and so, in shock, Coco promptly spit her coffee back into the cup.
“It’s too early for this,” she repeated as she slammed her face down onto the table.
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She has to start to keep track of it, because the boss may notice that they have surprisingly many grandmas...
Also, Grace watches Adventure Time?
Calamities in Canterlot as a sequel to this?
I am under the impression that there will be shipping (notice lack of romance tag) from your blog post.
KITTA!
4914292 Naw, GraCo is their ship name for all things. Friends, lesbians, whatever. You could ship them if you want, but my plan is to have them be with Baymont and Silver Shill, respectively. Grace is a huge flirt, but not with Coco. You'll see why later in this story.
4914203 Haha, maybe! I was thinking of something else, though... back in Manehattan...
The sequel has arrived!
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4914494 She's going to be in season 5 again?
4915011 From what I've read on Equestria Daily, she'll be in the 100th episode!
Let the shenanigans commence!
4915074
I sense a reference
And so it begins... or technically continues either way this is gonna be awesome
Alas, Coco and Grace are back for more shenanigans. Looks like they'll be taking a trip to ole' Ponyville to attend one of it's many festivals. This should be fun.
I look forward to what comes next, hopefully soon. Keep up the good work.
4917901 It's apparently from Adventure Time.
4914494 That background pony based ep. 100? Hoping to see ElieMonty and Nowacking gets a request for some lines...
4928390 Me too! Nowacking is PERFECT for Vinyl!
Go to Ponyville, wierdest town in Equestria and home to Coco's part time boss. Bet Coco ends up working for Rarity at some point while she's there and Grace rubs Pinkie thee wrong way at some point.
She was watching Adventure Time!