Apartment Raids
Today would be considered a shitty day. At least to Turquoise that is. Sure the sun was high and the day was bright while ponies of all kind happily commuted left, right and up but as for Turquoise he was anything but happily commuting left, right or up.
In fact his glum, ignorant, passive aggressive attitude was so well projected that fillies and colts whimpered and cried just on his approach. Stallions avoided his gaze and mares skittered out of the way as he angrily marched down the sidewalk swearing beneath his breath, cursing the world for its fuckery.
How was he supposed to know that heifer mare he was bedding was the daughter of the fucking buck who leased him his apartment? He wasn’t, that's how. It's not his responsibility to ask if she happens to be the spawn of the being who dictates his place of living, sleeping and free morning breakfast-ing.
So, he was out of the house so to speak. However prior to coming back to his apartment building only to find all of his stuff either broken, stolen or laying on the sidewalk below his third story apartment window, he had also just been fired from his job. However Turquoise, if he could vouch for himself, would’ve said he perfectly was in the right when it came to the verbal assault he laid upon his fellow staff and customer.
By fellow staff he particularly meant his manager who ordered him around and told him what to do as if he were some pimp and Turquoise was the bitch. The customer being an old bag who thought she could tell him off saying,’Don't bite the hands that feed you,’ which really only reinforced the imagery of the pimp and bitch making Turquoise even more furious.
So at the end of the day Turquoise was apartmentless, jobless and left with nothing more but the duffle bag on his back which consisted of nothing more than a few extra cloths, swimwear for when he hits up the beach, ID, food and snacks, bondage gear, condoms and some bottles of warm liquor he’d soon drink to sooth his nerves to stave of the reality he found himself in.
However if he could be honest with himself he would say it wasn’t the horribly bad day that infuriated him. Neither was the job loss or eviction of his apartment, nor his broken guitar and stolen wallet lost in said eviction. Instead his anger was all brought on by the only alternative he was left with when it came to having a place to crash for the night. The one place and pony he dreaded the most in this city.
His sister’s home, Sapphire.
He let off a sneer chilling enough to unsettle the calm sea and rustle the leaves of the tranquil forest. The thought of even having to crash there for a day or two, or until his life unfucked itself just infuriated him to a particular end. However it wasn’t as if he absolutely hated her, hell he could even tolerate her on occasion but they haven’t quite gotten off on the right hoof in a while. Besides if he really hated anything it was that dumb bird Ralek.
That damn thing; taking the biggest gryphon shits ever, constantly ruining Turquoise’s sleep by trying to snuggle with him while always squawking at the most inconvenient of times. Namely while Turquoise was sleeping and struggling to cuddle with the resisting pegasus.
Ralek would squaddle and let out a whine confused at why Turquoise wouldn’t show him love and affection. Especially after being such a good gryphon taking Turquoise on a walk through the park as he admired butterflies from a distance of one foot and gaining while Sapphire casually smoked and watched the chaos from afar as Turquoise got dragged around by his hoof that he held the leash by.
But to digress, yes, it wasn’t the first time he crashed, let alone lived with Sapphire for a time. But what was she going to do? Kick him out? Never, at least that's what he thought and that's the mentality that held true for four separate visits. Either way it was better than sleeping out on the road in the middle of the night forced to waddle amongst bat ponies and night kin alike as they happily go about their nocturnal commute left, right and up.
Turquoise rounded a corner, his anger and frustration stifled a little but one wouldn’t dare ask if he was having an, ‘alright day,’ because unless one was blind it was fairly obvious.
He sighed before his ears perked up at the calling of his name. A hefty waft of air hit him from above and a shadow over took the path he walked. Turquoise glanced upwards, sneered and said, “Hazelnut, get the fuck out of the sky before some pig tickets your ass!”
Turquoise looked over his shoulder for Hazelnut’s sake as the light grey feathered gryphon landed before him with a dismissing laugh. “Less than twenty feet, I can afford to pay a fifteen bit fine.” He looked to the dufflebag over Turquoise’s back. “However it seems the same couldn’t be said for you Turq.”
“Yea,” he said turning back to the Gryphon after figuring no patrol pony spied Hazelnut’s aerial offense. “How could you tell?”
He held out a talon. “For one your apartment was trashed and for two...” The rest of his tallions unfolded to reveal a leather bound folder in his palm. “...I got your wallet.”
“Holy gryphon shits!” he exclaimed in surprise darting forward and taking it from his grip. “I thought some asshat stole it when my stuff was thrown out.”
“Yah, some guy did find it,” he said as he waved a dismissing hand. “Ran off too but I got it back just in time. Nearly beat his ass but good thing he was a little cowardly bronco.”
Bagging it away with his wing Turquoise said, “thanks, but it's not as if my day is going to get much better from here anyways.” Turquoise walked forward continuing on his way leaving Hazelnut to follow along side him.
“Ya, I see you’re on your usual route.”
“Shut the fuck up,” he passively remarked. “It's not like I have anywhere else to go.”
“You could always hang at my place for a few nights, ya know?” Hazelnut suggested as they came to an intersection having just missed the crossing signal. A few ponies who loitering nearby stepped a healthy few feet back for their own comfort. Hazelnut continued, “it's closer than where you're going at least.”
“Ya, stay with you and your cheap ass?” he rhetorically questioned. “I’m not going to pay rent, especially while out of the job right now.”
Hazelnut shrugged. “Eh, it was worth a shot.” The cross signal lit up as the lights turned red. “So, Saphire it is then and… ya know…” He held a talon to his temple and swirled it around as they crossed the street.
“Yea,” he confirmed. “Ralek too.” A moment of silence and some walking later before Turquoise asked, “So how's Amber doing? Still loyal?”
Hazelnut glanced to Turquoise with an affronted look. “Hey, not that kind of talk with Amber.” It was a white warning more so asking for his respect then demanding it. Turquoise only nodded but it was all Hazelnut needed. “Ya, she’s still nice,” he continued, talking of Amber in a less perverted matter. “She’s real fun to be around with too, ya know?”
“Ya, good to know, good-to-know,” he passively muttered as they came around one final corner. Hazelnut refrained from the subject knowing Turquoise had more concerns on his mind then the likes of Amber and their relationship. For now he’d just offer the down-on-his-luck pegasus some company so that perhaps the locals wouldn’t be visually assaulted by his anger and rudeness.
As they walked the sidewalk Turquoise let out a prolonged sigh, staring at the ground watching the blocks of concrete pass under him. Not too much further down the sidewalk he’d soon find himself at the bottom step to Sapphire's own apartment, and not long after that would have to deal with everything associated with the damn place. He paused for a moment, duffle bag perched between his wings as Hazelnut stood beside him.
“Hey, Hazel?” Turquoise began as he continued to eye his final destination.
“Yea Turq?” he said looking down to the stallion.
“Thanks for the wallet,” he said letting his feathers form a thumbs up. “That was a... real nice save ya did.”
“Anytime Turq, anytime,” he assured gratified in having helped his friend out at all, but even more gratified by having even received an honest thanks from the bronco.
“Yea,” he nodded surprised in having been able to show appreciation in a time like this.
“Well,” Hazelnut began as he scratched his chest in thought. “I’ll be off now seeing that you made it. Say hi to Sapphire for me,” he asked as he turned away giving Turquoise a parting wing-bump in the process. “I, uh… I’ll be getting back now. Amber wanted to meet me today again.”
“Duty calls,” he jested to the gryphon as he left.
With a laugh the gryphon said, “ya, sure. Good luck with your life. I’ll see you around.” And with that he walked off, down the sidewalk and back down the path from which they had come. When the gryphon had disappeared out of sight Turquoise let out a very loud, unnecessary sigh as he stared at his destination with great indignation.
With a huff he swallowed his prejudice, hoisted his duffel bag and marched down the sidewalk intent on getting there sooner rather than later. When he reached it he carried himself up the five steps that led up to her door and paused.
His phone comfortably nested in his wing began vibrating as it recognized the wifi address and automatically connected to the web delivering him messages he would have gotten sooner had he payed for data and didn’t freeload.
He pulled it out and scanned over his feed before entering.
>Message Received from Hazelnutter
:Turqose I got ur walet!!!...
>Message Received from Twinky Dork
:hey turg I tink rescue is pla…
The next one was a group message from Talon Cawht that Turquoise expanded.
>GM: TalonCunt
:FUCK YOU YOU PINK ASS ZEBRA FUCKING WHORE!!1!1 YOUR SLUT ASS AND I ARE FUCKING DONE11!!1!”
Clearly he meant to send it to his girlfriend apparently but ended up sending it to the GM just moments ago. By the looks of it, she’d just cheated on him.
:rolf lol
>sent
Turquoise snickered as he tucked the phone away between his wing and body. With his mood slightly lightened he found it easier to raise his hoof and barge on in without knocking. “I’m~ Back Mutha Fucka!” He yelled as loud as he could.
Instantly Sapphire's blood ran cold, her body stiffened and her gaze shifted from the television display to an unmarked location a million miles away. Simply hearing that all too familiar phrase Turquoise belched upon every entry to her home was enough to put her over the edge, driving her anxiety to the max just as Turquoise knew it would simply because it was her trigger phrase.
Ralek whose body laid on the floor with head rested atop Sapphire’s lap looked up to his distraught owner letting out a worried purr before nuzzling her belly.
Looking back down to the gryphon Sapphire began softly petting his head saying, “no, it's okay Ralek. He’s just…” Her stomach tied itself in a knot and she felt herself getting sick. “He’s just…” She stammered again. “He’s just… STAYING!” she finally choked out causing Ralek to real back in surprise. “No, no,” she said reverting her voice back to a soft and gentle one just for her baby Ralek. “It's okay. He’s just…” It still hurt to even say it casually. “...staying, for a coupla days. Nothing too seriously.”
Already she could hear Turquoise downstairs throwing his stuff on the ground to claim the living room couch only to then move to her small sized kitchen and rummage through her refrigerator.
She looked to the clock that hung on the wall. It was ten minutes to eight PM. That was good as it meant Sapphire didn’t have to go downstairs and suffer to look at him. She could just stay upstairs in her bedroom and go to sleep without a worry or care in the world. However she knew sooner or later she’d have to actually go down stairs for whatever reason.
Maybe in the morning she’d get hungry and need breakfast. Maybe one of her friends would come over and she’d rush downstairs before Turquoise was the first thing they had to see and suffer to flirt with or maybe Ralek would need to go out to where she’d definitely have to go down stairs and suffer to be in the same room with him for all but approximately eight seconds before exiting out the front door without a word between the two.
Then again she could always try talking to him…
Sapphire looked down to Ralek who only peered up at her as he rested his head. She snickered and said, “yea as if that's ever going to happen.” She glanced away but not for long as it seemed Ralek’s green eyed gaze drew her attention back to him like a magnet. “N-no Ralek, I’m not going to talk to him.” Again she tried to look away but was drawn back in a moment. “No. I’m not gonna.”
Ralek then let out a sad little rumble and crawled a little higher atop her lap. Sapphire bit her lip, looked to the ceiling as if Tirek's all glorious head would be sticking out to give her the strength she needed to beat the living shit out of Turquoise then sighed when it was nothing more then the same beige colored ceiling it had always been.
Her eyes met Ralek’s again. “Fine…” she muttered as she pushed herself up to all fours whereas Ralek happily arose from where he laid and thumped down the stairs before Sapphire could do anything to stop him, being sure to make as much noise as gryphonly possible only to tackle Turquoise to the ground in excitement.
Sapphire shook her head and her eyes rolled as she heard Turquoise begin shout profanities at Ralek as the gryphon happily nuzzled and rubbed his head and neck all over the stallion.
“Get Off Me You Stupid Bird!” Turquoise yelled just as Sapphire peared down from the stairwell above. Ralek however was too content with with wrapping its gryphon arms around Turquoise as the pony laid beneath the feathery beast. “Sapphire!” He yelled. “Get your bird off of me!”
“No!” she called back as a smile found its way on her lips. “You live here you have to deal with him!”
With a loud grunt and a hoist from below, Turquoise freed himself from the Gryphon’s grip and scampered away to the foot of the stairs. “Dammit,” he complained. “Now I gotta take a shower to wash off all this birdshit!” Turquoise then began to march up the stair while Ralek stared at him donning the same old confused, why-aren't-you-loving-me look he always gave when Turquoise acted this way towards him.
“Asshole. I let him out,” Sapphire protested as Turquoise pushed his way past her to the only shower room in her apartment.
“I don’t care, he ain’t sterile,” was all he said before closing the shower room door behind him with a thud. “And don’t go through my shit!” he yelled.
While the shower turned on and Turquoise relaxed under its warm downpour Sapphire was too busy going through Turquoise’s shit simply because he told her not to. “Pft, as if I’m gonna listen to your dumbass,” she mumbled to herself. “My place, I can do whatever I want you abortion of a pony.” She withdrew her hoof and instantly whipped it away flinging a pair of his underpants against the wall. “Dammit,” she moaned. “Now I have to take a shower.”
Meanwhile Ralek sat closely by giving Sapphire the same look he did Turquoise when he stormed upstairs. He nudged his head into Sapphire’s lap giving her his entrancing confused/sad gryphon stair as she dug further into his bag. “It's okay Ralek,” she assured as she pulled back to pat his head and rub his neck. “Turquoise is just a big dummy. Yes he is, oh yes he is,” she puppy talked him as her petting intensified causing the Gryphon’s tongue to lull out of his mouth as he rolled over thumping onto his back with his hind leg excitedly kicking.
“Alright,” she said tossing Ralek’s head aside after the short episode of affection passed. “Lemmi finish this and I’ll give you all the belly rubs in bed. Whaddya say?”
Ralek’s only answer was to roll over on his back and begin rubbing his face and neck into the floor, ruffling his feathers and wiggle back and forth like a slithering snake before rolling back over to look at her sideways.
Sapphire only giggled to at him as she push cloths aside to pull two liquor bottles from his bag. “Mhmm, I’ll take payment,” she said as she shamelessly opened and drank from one. After a few gulps she wiped her face and set them aside before grabbing a new item from the bag.
“What the…” she muttered to herself as she held the item in the air for Ralek to sniff and see. It was wrapped in clear plastic containing many black cords with text that simply read BDSM. Looking back to the dufflebag she found a box of condoms tucked away in the very corner of it. “Fucking… Turq...” she said in irritation.
Of all the things he could have taken he for some reason thought condoms and BDSM equipment was somehow more important than the other millions of things he had. For one she didn’t see his guitar case which she found sad because even when he strummed away and played a few cords it wasn’t in anyway meant to irritate her or another simply because it was something Turquoise genuinely enjoyed doing for himself.
To hear him play even a little bit again would have made this night just that more bearable but it already seemed that wasn’t going to happen. So Saphire got over herself, put the BDSM equipment back in the duffle bag and left everything else as it was strewn across the floor and unorganized finding that her little antic was childish to begin with.
“Common Ralek,” she said picking herself up on all fours. “Let's go.”
***
“Open The Fuck Up Turquoise!” Sapphire yelled as she banged on the door.
“Shut The Fuck Up!” he yelled back. “I’m Taking A Shower Dammit!”
“You’ve Been In There For Forty Minutes!” she argued. “I’ve Been Wanting To Take A Shower For the Past Hour!”
“Well You Should’ve Fucking Done That Before I Showed Up!”
“I Swear To Almighty Tirek in Tartarus If There is No More Hot Water…” Her voice was cut off by the sounds of the shower suddenly cutting out.
“I’m getting out,” he said. “Just chill your utters.”
Sapphire’s jaw clenched so hard she felt her teeth might crack.
Chill your utters was yet another trigger phrase for her and Turquoise knew it.
“Just say TITTIES ALREADY!!!” She stormed back into her room with Ralek laying on the bed with head lowered at the fury of Sapphire’s rage. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna,” she fumigated in a way no other pony made her but Turquoise. “I’m Gonna Rip His Fucking Dick Off And Shove It Back Up His Own Ass!”
Ralek let out a worried purr drawing Sapphires attention from whatever slasher fantasy she could have been dreaming up for Turquoise and back to reality. She let out a furious sigh and collapsed on the corner of her bed.
“What am I gonna do Ralek?” she spoke tiredly as she reached with her hooves to hold and pat his head. “I can’t just kick him out. He has nowhere to go.” Ralek let out a satisfied purr stretching out his arms and legs as he did so. “He’ll be out on the streets with all those bat ponies wouldn’t he? Oh yes he would, oh yes he would,” she said as she again began to furiously scratch and rub his neck simply because she was unable to help herself.
She was only able to stop herself when the door to her shower room swung open to the newly showered Turquoise who rubbed a towel over his mane and across his water dripping feathers. “There,” he nearly spat in spite. “It's all yours”
“If the hot water…” she began to say before getting cut off.
“There’s still plenty left, just take it already.”
She growled before picking herself up. “Watch Ralek for me then.”
He shook his head before trotting down the stairs disregarding her completely. “I ain’t doin’ that.”
“Ralek, be a good boy, okay?” she asked rubbing his neck in assurance. When he seemed satisfied in Sapphire petting she felt as if she’d gotten her answer. Taking a towel that laid in her dirty laundry she flung it over her back before entering the already steamed up bathroom only to throw it on the floor and enter the shower.
Finally. All she felt she needed was some relaxation and a quick escape from Turquoise and his presents for at least ten minutes or possibly more. However before she could even ponder over the fantasy of being at ease, the ice cold water struck her hide at the twist of a lever causing her let out a screech that even rattle Turquoise from below.
All Sapphire knew as that she didn’t want to be so cold or under the harsh abuse of the shower head. With one instinctual motion Sapphire half flew, half jumped and half tumbled out of the tub causing her to lose balance and crash into the counter, sink and mirror on the all at the same time.
Everything hurt at that point. Her face, neck, head and spine all rang with a sharp pain that more or less molded itself into pure anger and hatred towards one shithead in particular. With head still spinning she picked herself up, grinned her teeth and threw open the door letting it swing open with a crash.
“Mhmm, Seems hot,” Turquoise said to himself as he swiped right to a picture of a single asspic under the name BeautyPinkPassel. “Should hit that up later,” he muttered as he looked up to a rather disgruntled looking mare staring down at him with a gaze as precise and intense as military lasers.
“I’m Gonna Kill You!!!” She yelled as she did her best to contain herself from doing just that. It was a mighty effort and one that nearly sent her head through the wall in a fit.
Turquoise snickered to himself looking up from his phone to the stairwell from the couch he laid on. Patting himself on the back he congratulated himself for running the shower for ten extra minutes even after he was done.
“What’d I do,” he asked sheepishly.
Sapphire again shouted, “You Took All the Hot Water You Fucking…” she stammered to lose for words in her haze of fury. “You Fucking… Fuck!!!” She felt she was about to tear her identical twin apart feather by feather, wing from wings, hoof by hooves, dick and balls then head until no pony could tell who it was or that he was mostly blue in color to begin with.
Turquoise retorted in a much more calm matter, “You went through my shit.” He shook a hoof and tilted his head with his signature grin that triggered Sapphire upon just seeing. “I told you not to lil’ Sapphy.” The one and only nickname that triggered her and he knew it.
Sapphire had to look away. She had to run back to her room and slam the door over, and over, and over again, shaking the walls of the whole building as she did so because if she didn’t she knew she would have ripped that stupid grin from his face, shoved it down his throat, and forcefully make him commit autofellatio through his facehole.
Meanwhile Ralek, hid his head beneath the bed thinking if he could see her then she couldn’t see him. However when Sapphire realised how scared he really was of her she made it her best effort to calmed down significantly.
“Ralek,” she sighed leaning her head against the door. “I don’t… I don’t know what I’m gonna do with him.” She pushed herself off the door and onto the bed falling flat on her back. Ralek then removed his head from where he hid and looked down on Sapphire curiously. She covered her face with her hooves as she sat there in anxiety and frustration before lightly picking her chest to see if she was alright. “No, Ralek it's fine,” she muttered. “He just such a pain in my ass.”
“Fuck him,” she sighed. “Just fuck him.” But then the mare sprang up with a newfound idea. Ralek looked her sideways as she did and looked her even more sideways as she repeated, “Just fuck him...” Just then a devious and twisted smile crossed her lips as the newfound plan began to sprout and grow within her head.
“You're not going to be a pain in my ass Turquoise,” she said with true surety for the first time since Turquoise showed up.
Crawling over the bed she reached for her cabaret, opened the drawer and withdrew a jar full of clear liquid with the label that read, ‘gryphon heat pheromone concentrate.’ Just from it being in Raleks sight was enough to cause the Gryphon to begin ruffling its feathers and chirp as if it were the early days of spring as his wings slowly expanded.
“Oh no Ralek,” she said moving the jar behind her back before the Gryphon could get too worked up. “No, we're gonna save this for tonight, and I have a particular some-asshole in mind.” Tossing the jar back into cupboard Sapphire closed it and set the alarm on her clock to three AM the next morning.
“Quick,” she whispered as she tucked herself beneath the covers of the bed. “Let's go to sleep and get the jump on him tomorrow.” Although she knew Ralek couldn’t fully understand what she was saying or truly comprehend the scheme he was apart of, that was alright because all Sapphire needed him to know was cold wafting scent of arousal and from there his instincts would take hold.
But if anything, Tirek would have been proud.