A Wonderful Life 2

>"PULL ME OUT OF BODY! DON'T WANT IT. DON'T WA-"

>You repeatedly slam your hand onto the end table trying to find your phone.

>You manage to hit the silence when you finally find it.

>You answer the call and pull the phone under the blanket with you.

"What..." you groan.

>"Hey, it's Dom."

"The hell do you want? Do you know what time it is?"

>"12:30."

>You quickly sit up and throw the covers off your face.

>In the process you slam your head into the bunk above yours.

"God damn it!"

>"Top bunk?" laughs the voice over the phone.

>You hate sleeping in this late.

"What do you want?" you ask again, rubbing your forehead.

>"I invited Joe to your party."

"What! Why!"

>"He said he wanted to come."

"I fucking hate that guy. He bitches constantly. Not to mention the last time he was here he fried my computer."

>"Well on the bright side he knows to bring something to eat."

"... Alright fine."

>"I also invited Luna"

"..."

>"You there?"

"Yeah."

>"Well I'mm gonna let you go."

"Alright. See ya, fat ass."

>"Later, faggot."

>Beep.

 

>Well this day was starting off like crap.

>But on the bright side, you can afford to throw a party again what with your new job.

>Maybe the girl working at Burger King would like to hang out.

>It's a Friday night, after all.

>You throw on your hoody and take a quick look around your apartment.

>Pizza boxes and empty cans and bottles litter the place.

>Crap.

>That means you're gonna have to clean...

>You exit the apartment into the hall.

"Oh hey Flitter."

>A swift kick to the stomach is her response.

>You double over and cough.

"What the hell is your problem?" you ask with a raspy voice.

>She walks into the elevator and turns around.

>"I'm not Flitter," she says as the doors close.

"Well God damn," you mutter.

>Looks like you're taking the stairs.

 

>The sun was warm and bright this morning.

>Er, afternoon.

>You walk several blocks before you find the library.

>You were always fond of the large steps and columns that stood before it.

>Made it look older than it was.

>It must have been 30 degrees cooler inside.

>The chill gave you a slight shiver.

>You make a quick walkthrough but...

>Where the hell did the computers go?

>"Good afternoon, sir," greeted a purple unicorn sporting large boxy glasses. "May I help you find something?"

"Uh... Yes, actually. You wouldn't happen to know where the computers went, do you?"

>"Oh... Yes, I do. I moved them into a seperate room. Users tend to get loud when others are trying to read."

>A quick look around and you only spot a single person studying at an enclosed desk.

"Right... Care to show me?"

>"I suppose..."

>You follow her through the library.

>"I don't see why humans spend their time with those machines. It seems pointless to me."

>You just shrug and continue on.

>You were surprised to see several ponies using the computers as well.

>Most weren't even unicorns.

>"Here you are," said the librarian.

"Thanks."

>You spend several hours just browsing and checking mail.

>Also looking at new computers for sale.

 

>At about 5 you finally leave.

>You take the long way around on your way home to stop off at Burger King.

>Much to your joy, that girl from yesterday is working.

>"Hey I remember you," she says as you come up to the counter. "How's that job search coming?"

"I actually got a job here."

>"Wow. I feel so sorry for you. You must be extremely desperate."

"Meh. Little bit."

>"So what can I get for you?"

"Whopper with cheese to go."

>You chat it up as you pay and wait for your food.

>"Here you go," she says, handing you the bag.

"Thanks. Hey, I'm throwing a party tonight. It'd be awesome if you could be there."

>"We'll see. I need to do something after work though."

"Oh, alright. See you later... uh."

>"Valerie."

"Right. I'm Anonymous by the way."

>You notice the smile crease her lips as she tries to surpress a laugh.

"I'm not kidding."

>She loses it and busts up.

"I'll see you later."

 

>You open your door and stare into your apartment.

>First impressions are on your mind.

>Anon, tear down this wall.

>You kick through the stack of pizza boxes.

>A few proceed to knock over your pyramid of cans.

>Well time to pick it all up.

>A knock on your door.

>It's... the one with the bow.

"Yeah?"

>"Is everything okay? I heard a crash."

"Yeah. Just cleaning."

>She leans to the side and looks past you to see the myriad of trash now scattered across the floor.

>"Uh... Would you like some help or something?"

"Nah I'm good. I still have a few hours to kill."

>"Mind if I help anyways? I have nothing else to do today."

"I suppose."

>You go back to breaking down the pizza boxes.

>Flitter analyzes your living space, visually disgusted.

"You wanna start crushing those cans?"

>Flitter looked at you, then to the cans.

"Like this."

>You set a can up and bring your foot down on it, effectively pancaking it.

>Flitter imitated your form and brought a forehoof down.

>She smiled as the can collapsed beneath her.

>You crushed another and set up several others.

>Flitter bounced from can to can, laughing as she did so.

>Seeing her smile brought one upon yourself.

>You grab a box and hold it out front with both hands.

"Hey. Kick this."

>"Hee-yah!"

>Flitter turned and bucked the box with both legs, easily collapsing it in half.

>You drop it to the floor and jump on it, flattening it out more.

>Breaking down the cans and boxes takes mere minutes.

>You could almost feel Flitter's stare on your back, but you shrugged it off.

>With several full trash bags, you haul them out to the elevator; Flitter carrying one herself.

 

>"So what prompted you to finally clean your apartment?" asked Flitter. "It looks like it's been weeks."

"People don't normally come over. I don't usually go out either."

>"Really? I've knocked on your door several times but no answer."

"What for?"

>"Oh, uh, nothing important."

>The doors open and you haul the trash out the door and to the nearby alley where the dumpster is.

"Well there's a party tonight so that is my reasoning for cleaning."

>"Ooh. A party?"

>You throw your bags into the dumpster and take Flitter's as well.

>Flitter shifted on her hooves and her voice seemed to break a little.

>"C-Can I, uh... Are we invited to?"

>You never really thought about it.

"Yeah, sure, if you want."

>Her face lit up with a huge smile.

"The rule is to bring something to drink or snack on. We're kind of poor so it keeps the party going."

>"No problem. I'll tell my sister."

"Cliff Racer."

>"Cloudchaser."

"Right, the grump."

>"She's not that bad once you warm up to her."

"Well her first few impressions haven't been the best."

 

>Riding back up the elevator, you split in the hall between your rooms.

"Welp. I'll see you later, I guess."

>"Yeah, I'll just- Wait!"

"What?"

>"What time should we come over?"

>You stop in your tracks.

>The gears in your head turn before you finally facepalm

>You didn't tell Valerie a time!

>Aw fuck!

>You sidn't even tell her where you live!

>Or get her number!

>The sudden urge to strangle yourself rises from deep within the dark recesses of your heart.

"Oh, uh... I don't know. 10?"

>"Tomorrow?"

"Tonight."

>"O-Oh. I wasn't expecting that. That's okay though. See you later."

"Yup."

 

>Tick tock on the clock.

>There's a rapping at your door.

>Immediately followed loud repeated kicking.

"It's open you assholes!" you shout.

>The door cracks open just a bit before a boot kicks forward and slams the door hard against the wall behind it.

>"The Bearilla is here!" shouts Dom.

>He walks in followed by Luna and Joe.

>"Phil and Adam not here yet?"

"No."

>You rise off your couch to greet them.

"Hey Joe. Luna."

>"Hey."

>"Good evening, Anon."

>You look back at Dom.

"And what in the hell are you wearing?"

>"This is my bear hat!"

>His hat was, no shit, a fucking bear pelt.

>The head rested on his own and the rest fell behind him like a cape.

>You couldn't contain it and doibled over onto the floor laughing.

"That is the best stupid thing I have ever seen in my entire life!"

>"My thoughts exactly."

>When you finally contain yourself you check your watch.

>It was only 8:30.

"Huh... Wanna play a quick game before we get too drunk?"

>Dom holds up a half-empty bottle of rum.

>"Uh... You see what happened was..."

>"We seem to have gottem started already," finished Luna."

"Oh. Well then let's set up the table."

 

>You pull out a 24-pack from the fridge and some plastic cups from the cabinet.

>Joe goes into the kitchen to put some...

"What the hell are those white hot dogs?"

>"Tofu."

"You gotta be kidding me..."

>Dom proceeds to order several pizzas, with and without meats.

>The table set, Dom opts to be on Luna's team so you're stuck with Joe.

"Wait a minute. Wouldn't her using magic to directly control the ball be highly illegal?"

>"I'll let it go," she promises.

>You're not sure if you can trust her, but there's not much else you can do.

>They take the first two shots.

>Dom misses but, surprise surprise, Luna makes it.

>You take the first drink to kick off the night.

>It was at this time that Phil and Adam stepped through the door.

>"Hey!" they cheer, each holding a 24 pack in each hand.

"God damn! How much do you plan on drinking tonight?"

>"All of it and then some," said Adam.

>"Who's that?" asked Phil, pointing to Luna.

>"Luna. Charmed," she greeted.

>"Okay."

 

>"Um... Are we interupting?"

>Adam and phil turned around to find the pegasi sisters from across the hall standing in the open doirway behind them.

>"Okay now who's this?" asked Phil.

"Flitter and Cloudkicker."

>"Do you want another buck in the chest, bud?" threatened Cloudchaser.

>Adam and Phil took a few steps back.

"Just making sure I got you two figured out."

"Anon? I thought you said 10?" asked Flitter.

>Your watch said 9.

"We got started early."

>"Oh. We were just about to go get something for the party."

"Well we got plenty of beer and some pizza on the way. That shouldn't be neccesary anymore."

>"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on a second. This is a drinking party?" asked Cloudchaser.

>"Well, yeah," said Adam, raising a pack up. "What did you think it was?"

>Cloudchaser gave Flitter a deadpan stare who smiled nervously.

>"Two seconds."

>Cloudchaser walked out.

>The sound of their fridge opening and closing could be heard among rattling bottles.

>She returned with a healthy bottle of...

>Phil set a case down, grabbed the bottle, and read the label.

>"What the hell is 'apple whiskey'?" he asked.

>"Well gee, I wonder what," Cloudchaser responded sarcastically.

"Well come on in. Let's get the ball rolling."

>Dom turns on the stereo as you sink your ball in their cup.

 

>Several rounds of your game commence.

>Dom makes several, and Luna as well.

>Yourself and Joe argue the entire time, but sink just as many.

>You actually have the lead with 2 and 3 cups left.

>"We're getting thirsty here," taunts Dom as he waves his hands over the cups to try to throw you off

>You throw and miss, but mostly because Joe won't shut the hell up about the music.

"So fucking change it."

>"To what? All your music sucks."

"So shut your God-damned mouth. Now shoot."

>He manages to sink his throw and Luna downs her drink.

"One to three."

>"We can count, faggot," replied Dom.

>"Just hope they don't get both in one else those three are gone," reminded Adam.

>"Oh is that how that works?" asked Luna.

>She tossed her ball and sunk her shot.

"Aw shit."

>"Get 'em, Dom!" shouted Phil.

>"No skill!" shouted Joe.

>"Watch this shit," said Dom.

>He tossed his ball and everyone held their breath as it fell short, bounced off the front rim of Luna's cup, and into the one behind it.

>The room erupted with a roar of disappointed shouting and relief.

>On one hand, you didn't lose.

>On the other, it was now tied.

>You spot Flitter sitting alone, but holding a hoof to her mouth to stifle a laugh.

 

"Okay now don't fuck this up," you tell Joe.

>He lined it up and tossed.

>"Aaand end game!" he shouted.

>Miss.

"You fucked it up!"

>"Ahahaha!" laughed the sidelines.

>Joe shoved you to the side.

>"Lets see you try, asshole."

"I don't need to 'try'. I just make points."

>Shoot and miss.

>A hail of 'Booes' from the sidelines.

>The other team miss their shots as well.

>You go first, sinking your shot.

>Joe misses his and the other team fails the rebuttal.

"V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!"

>"We got winners," said Adam.

>Phil and Adam stood across the table.

>"I'm out," said Joe as he walked away.

"Yeah well to Hell with you."

>You look to Cloudchaser.

"Hey. You're my partner."

>She proceeded to hold up her bottle of alcohol and cup.

>"Nah, I'm good."

"Well what the hell..."

>Your eyes met Flitter's.

"You wanna play?"

>"I don't know how to play."

"Ball in cup," you explain like a neanderthal. "Come on, it's easy."

 

>Flitter got off her place on the couch and walked over.

>She rose onto her hind legs and rested her front hooves on the table.

"We'll explain the details later. Just try to sink the ball in their cup. We won so we got first toss."

>Flitter held the ball on her hoof and threw her leg forward.

>The ball missed the cups, but still landed close.

"Not bad," you compliment.

>It still amazes how they can hold and thing.

>Even more so being a round ball.

>You toss and miss as well.

>Adam lands his shot while Phil misses.

>You grab the cup and offer it to Flitter.

>She stares at it for a second before realizing it's hers to drink.

>A quick sniff causes her to recoil.

>She braves it and tilts the cup up with her mouth by biting the rim.

>Her eyes go wide and she quickly sets it back down.

>She swallows what's in her mouth, but gags profusely after.

"You okay?"

>"That's disgusting," she says with her tongue hanging out.

>You grab her beer and finish it off.

"An acquired taste. Do you want to do shots instead?"

>"Do you, uh... got any juice? Or soda? I'm not a big drinker."

>"I am," stated Cloudchaser as she tipped back her bottle of whiskey.

>"You should let me have some of that," said Dom.

>"I would also like a taste," said Luna.

"Well while they pass that around, sift through the frudge for anything you fancy. I'll just drink your cups."

>"Get ready to get knocked on your ass," said Phil.

 

>You continued on with your game.

>You shoot and miss again.

>You decided to give Flitter a helping hand.

"Let me help."

>You reach out and grab her hoof.

>Her wings flared out as you made contact.

"Like this."

>You motion her hoof as she would throw it.

"Got it?"

>She nodded and took her shot and sunk it.

"Great job."

>A big smile came over her face as cheers and groans filled the room.

>A knock on the door and Luna went to answer it.

>Phil took a drink and then his turn.

>His ball flew across the table and spun around the inner rim of a cup.

>Flitter took her wing and quickly scooped it out before it settled.

>"NOOO!!!" shouted the other team.

>Everyone else cheered and laughed.

>"What did I do?" asked Flitter. "Was that legal?"

"It totally was. You just stopped them from scoring!"

>"I see you got the party started without me."

>Everyone stopped and turned to the door.

>Standing in belted leather boots, skinny jeans, and a black jacket was-

"Valerie!"

 

>You stepped past Flitter to go greet Valerie, oblivious to Flitter's frown.

"How the hell did you find me?"

>"How many Anonymous' do you think live in the city? It wasn't hard to look up."

"Oh..."

>"Yeah and I just picked a random time to come by. By the way,"

>She pointed to the couch where the others were eating.

>"I met the pizza guy on the way up. You're welcome."

"Freakin' sweet!"

>"Eat later!" shouted Adam. "This game is taking forever!"

"Yeah good point."

 

>Valerie helped herself to some pizza and several beers.

>Everyone came back ti watch the game unfold.

>Joe was being an anti-social faggot and sat on your xbox eating all the pizza.

>Your game got increasingly exciting with each player pulling off several amazing feats.

>Your team eventually lost, but damned if it wasn't fun.

>You were forced to polish off the 5 beers the other team had left over.

>Dom and Luna took their spots across the table from Adam and Phil.

>Cloudchaser stoood by Luna to chat.

>You sat down on the couch with Valerie to get to know her better.

>The night raged on.

>You feel you were getting particularly close to Val the more you talked.

>Although that could have been the twenty-some beers talking.

 

>Two in the morning.

>Flitter had gone home and Cloudchaser was only just now stumbling across the hall to go to bed.

>Luna had to help Dom's monster ass into the elevator.

>Joe left with them, but not before saying how boring it was.

"Bitch, you played xbox all night and ate most of the pizza in exchange for fucking tofu dogs!"

>He shrugged and walked out.

>"At least the ponies had something to eat," assured Val.

"That's true. At least they didn't go to waste."

>"Well I think I'm gonna take off too. I got a few things to do tomorrow."

"Let me walk you downstairs."

>You took the stairs due to the fact the elevator wanted to stop at every floor on the way down.

>You reach the lobby, and give her a hug.

>She responds with a 3-second kiss.

>I'll see you Monday," she said as she left.

>Ding.

>The elevator door opened and Dom fell flat on his face on the lobby floor.

>He looked up and saw you.

>"How the hell did we get on the top floor?!" he shouted.

>Luna and Joe grabbed his collar and dragged him across the floor.

>"Later Anon!" he waved.

>You laugh and turn towards the elevator.

 

>"Anon."

"Geez!"

>You flinch and spin around to find Luna standing right there.

>"I just want you to know that you should be aware of the feelings of those around you. Cloudchaser and I both noticed Flitter's manner towards you."

>"Luna! Help me!" shouted Joe from outside.

>"Wait! I forgot my hat!" shout Dom.

>"I have your stupid hat right here!" shouted Joe.

>"Just be careful not to hurt anyone or anypony," advised Luna.

>With that she turned and left.

>Her words simmered in your head as you rode the elevator up.

>Before you went into your apartment, you stopped to look at your neighbors' door for a few seconds.

>You went inside and locked the door.

>Wait, what's that smell?

>Oh, Joe left his damn cigarette...

>At the window...

>You watch in horror as the hot cherry ignites the web that covered the outside of you window.

"NIX!"

>Within a few short seconds, the fire is out and the web is gone.

"Well... Fuck."

>You shuffle off into your bedroom and pass out for the night.