Title: Mothvillage 22 Author: BreakfastAnon Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/B7EEJxRJ First Edit: Friday 26th of December 2014 04:51:23 PM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Friday 26th of December 2014 05:35:37 PM CDT >You are Shimmer Light. >Recently, you have been being around Meisa a lot. >She's quite enjoyable to be around. >She always focuses on good things in both of your lives. >... But you can tell she has her secrets she'll never trust you enough to tell. >Just like you. >She seems to have some kind of feeling toward a friend she confides in. >... You have high suspicions it's "Caramel". >She has many different tell signs, like always hanging a bit at the mention of her. >And she always seems just a little happier when Caramel is brought up. >The weirdest part is: she knows she does it. She knows you can tell, but she doesn't stop doing it. She never actually does it on purpose, but she does nothing to prevent it. >Meisa is odd. >Though, everyone is odd to you. >... Today, you are meeting with Hexferry at a café. >It's the only café you know of, and you're five minutes early. >You open the door and a bell rings. >... You're really glad you still have your ability to not jump. >"Shimmer!" >Hexferry walks over to you from a seat near the door. >"Come on, let's order something. I'll buy for both of us." >She leads you to the counter at the other side of the room. >... The board over the counter is filled with solid foods you can't eat. >You'll just order a strawberry smoothie. >The light moth mare at the counter smiles at you both. >"Welcome back, Hexferry. And... Shimmer, right?" >You freeze. >Hearing your name is just... weird. >You'll never get used to it. >"Yeah, Shimmer, this is Minty, she runs this café." >"This half, at least." >... What? >You take a good look at the café you're in. >The half of the room you're in has several tables and chairs, while the other half has many bookshelves. >... There's also another half to this counter. >This café is only half café. >You're finding this difficult to recover from. >"Shimmer?" >You glance back to Hexferry. >"What are you getting?" "... Strawberry smoothie." >"Ooh, good choice!"   >You just go back to looking at the room. >There's a grey moth mare attending the shelves, dusting them and making sure the books are organized. >You... don't remember ever seeing her. >You've seen this Minty a few times before, but you can't recall the pony at the books. >"Hey, you okay?" >You nod and turn away. >You both sit at a nearby table. >The only other moth sitting on this half of the room is a brown stallion dressed in cliché "mysterious" attire. >He's reading a newspaper and drinking coffee. >... You don't really remember seeing him either. >This place is so odd... >Hexferry crosses her forelegs on the table you're sitting at. >"So... is getting to know Meisa nice?" >You nod. >... Silence takes the two of you for a minute. >"Uh... what did you talk about?" >She's really stretching for things to talk about. >She sounded so... awkward. >... What did you talk about? >Things each of you liked... Fashion, cleaning... things that generally made you happy. >Too much of that was Meisa trying to get you to talk about Hexferry. >Though, you were easily able to turn it around by mentioning Caramel. >You never really said anything profound, but you could at least hold up your tiny end of the conversation with her. >Much like you do with Hexferry. "... A lot." >... She tensed up. >It was only for a second, but you saw her tense up. >Why? >Was she jealous of you talking to her? >Actually, that's somewhat understandable. She's been trying to get you to talk for months; Meisa's only been there for a week. "Well, I didn't talk much. About as much as normal." >That was the most you've said at once. >She should be flattered. >Hexferry just smiles softly. >... She also appears as though a weight has been lifted off her. >"That's fine, I'm sure she was glad to talk with you." >She seemed happy enough. >... It's still weird to think others enjoy your company. >Well, Hexferry is a testament to you being likable. >Maybe you will fit in someday. >... You hope so.