Test for Milky Dialogue

Note from author:  Writing dialogue for milky is tough for me for I see her as having an awesome dry wit.  So, in order not to mess up my other story, I am trying to 'test' her out with a series of different stories; all of which will be updated here.  Once again, thank you for reading.

 

ON THE CORNER OF MILK AND WAY

 

There was milk EVERYWHERE.  On your clothes.  IN your clothes.  In your eyes.  In your hair.  There was not one single iota of your being that was not covered in milk.  And worst of all, it was spoiled milk.

"What the....!"  You said aloud.

Before the unintended milk bath, you were just walking down the streets of Trottingham, minding your own business as usual, and taking in the sights.  You arrived the night before, and were on vacation.  A very, very long overdue vacation from your duties in Canterlot.

"Oh Celestia!  I am so sorry!"  A smiling yellow mare with a blue mane in front of you said.

"Then why are you smiling?!  This is disgusting!  The smell...."  You start gagging a little.  This milk was really old.

The yellow mare stifled a little laugh.

"Why the hell are you car...," you were interrupted by a dry heave, but continued, "carrying spoiled milk around town?"

"Oh, well, that doesn't matter.  Long story.  You need to get cleaned and washed up.   I am sorry about all this, when I'm walking with a tune in my head, the whole world vanishes, you know?"  The yellow mare said, but this time in a friendly tone.

"Yeah no kidding.  And what am I to do with my," you look down at your drenched clothes, " disgusting clothes?"

"I think your clothes actually look pretty good, aside from the milk that is."  She said smiling.

"You know what I mean..."

"Oh, wash them I guess."

"You really are not helping."

Laughing, the mare continued, "Look, I'm sorry.  How about I make it up to you?  Go get washed up, and I'll take you out for lunch.  My treat.  Sound good?"

You had to think about this.  Why would you go to lunch with this pony who not only drenched you, but was making a joke out of it.  But, in that instant, your stomach started to growl making the choice a tiny bit easier.

"Fine.  I...I actually am a bit hungry."

"Awesome!  Lets meet back at this spot in say, oh I don't know, an hour?  Then I'll take you to the best, well, one of the best places here.  Sound good?"

"Yeah, in an hour.  Sounds good."  Just as you are about to leave, you have a question or two to ask this yellow mare.

"Two quick questions.  First, what is your name?  You never told me."  You ask quickly wanting desperately to remove your soiled clothes.

"Milky.  Milky Way."

"Of course it is."  You said rolling your eyes.

She laughed a good bit at that while your expression really didn't change.  

"And your second question?"  Milky said with a bat of the eyelashes.

"Why were you laughing at me getting absolutely covered in milk?"

"No use in crying over spilt milk."  Milky said with the slyest smile you have ever seen.

"Oh god.  Whatever, I will see you in an hour."  You said questioning your acceptance of her offer.

And with that, Milky smiled at you, did a small curtsy, and went on her way.  Lunch will be interesting you thought to yourself as your hurried to your hotel room.  You take one more glance, this time at the backside, towards Milky and see something you did not expect in the very least.  

Very interesting indeed.

 

THE BLIND DATE

 

>Milky was sitting in a dinner looking over the menu.  And she wanted everything.

>She was so hungry after a day of working and, well, milking.

>But she was on a date, and she was always told by her mom that a mare on a date shouldn't eat a lot or she would look like a big.

>Frowning internally, Milky begrudgingly decided to just order a salad, not wanting to put off her date.

>This was Milky's first date in, oh god what was it now, almost 2 years.  She had been too busy with her business to get romantically involved with anyone.

>Her good friend, having found this out, set Milky up on a blind date to her dismay.

>But it might be fun, thought Milky when she finally accepted the offer.

>She looked at her date, and her date back at her when the waitress chimed in.

>"And what will it be for you, miss?"  The waitress said clinically.

"Umm," Milky battled with herself internally, "I'll....I'll just have a salad."

>"Okay, and for you sir?"

>"For me?  Oh I am so hungry I could eat a horse!"  Milky's date replied, winking at Milky.

Oh gods.

>"I'll have the soup of the day, a salad, some fish, and some of those chips with your house salsa.  Oh, and keep those chips coming"  Milky's date said with a smile.

>"Good choice sir.  It will be ready in no time" The waitress said deadpan.  She really didn't care.  She just wanted a good tip.

"My, that is a lot of food for yourself."  Milky said before realizing what she just said.  Did she just make fun of her date?

>Oh no.  She was being terrible!  How could she have said that.  

'This is why you are single, Milky.' Milky said to herself, but it sounded as if it came from the mouth of her own mother.

>But contrary to what Milky thought would happen, her date just laughed and smiled.

>"Oh Milky.  Milky Milky.  I can hear how loud your stomach is growling there.  I know what they say, 'Don't order a lot on the first date' but that is just rubbish.  I got all that for us."  Milky's date said with a grin.

>Milky sighed, and so did her stomach.  Looking up at her date, she smiled.

"Thank you so much!  Oh Celestia am I starving!  And...what did you say before?  So hungry you could....eat a horse?"  Milky smirked at her date.  He returned the gaze.

>Maybe this date will not turn out so bad after all.