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- >"Why~ am I sitting in the middle of no-where, standin' here with nothin' to do~!"
- >You hear erratic hoofsteps coming from the kitchen as well as the sound of your fridge being rummaged through.
- >Rolling your eyes, you sigh and get up from your living room couch, marking your page before putting your book down.
- >"Wonderin' if I really love you! Oh-oh! I guess that I do~!"
- >Bracing yourself for the sight to come, you take in a deep breath and walk into your kitchen.
- >Your fridge's door is wide open and the perpetrator's round flank is sticking out.
- >Her navy blue tail is swishing back and forth while she does a shimmy-kind of dance on her hind hooves, singing a catchy tune.
- >"Oooh I do. I know we have a chemistry--Oh hi, Anon," Echo says nonchalantly at your cross-armed figure, holding a plate of cake as she retreats from the fridge.
- >Stacked on the table behind her is a pile of your fridge's wares, which mostly consists of various fruits, vegetables and tofu.
- >You hated tofu, but god damn it's better than grass or hay.
- >You give her a glare which she dismisses, kicking the fridge door shut and turning to her prize.
- "Do you seriously have to take everything out from my fridge?"
- >No point in even asking how she got into your house at this point in your life.
- >She ignores you, picking through a batch of leeks and grabbing the bag of lychee underneath.
- >"Hey, where'd you get these? I didn't think they had 'em this far into the mainland," she asks, her amber eyes locked on the spiky red fruits.
- "The market, where else?"
- >You sigh, walking to the table and grabbing a pile of stuff to put back into the fridge.
- >It seems she doesn't understand the concept of a fridge, for some reason.
- >Using two of her hooves, she raises one of the small fruits to her mouth and begins to peel away at the skin with her fangs.
- >It's kind of adorable.
- "So, you're just gonna eat it? You know, the lychee that I bought. With my money."
- >"Mhmm," she responds, eating the peeled fruit whole.
- >You sigh.
- >She does pay you back, at least.
- >And you like her company.
- >She might be a little... eccentric, but she makes the boring Canterlot life a little bearable.
- >You finish storing the last of your food back into your fridge, taking a seat in front of Echo while she eats the last of your lychee.
- "So, what brings you to the hoo-man's house?"
- >She giggles, no doubt remembering her first time meeting you and calling you that.
- >"Actually, I was gonna ask you if you wanted to go to a new restaurant with me."
- >Always with the food.
- "A new restaurant? Now?"
- >She nods.
- "You just ate all of my lychee," you point out.
- >"Mere appetizer," she shoots back, grinning.
- "Alright then. Where is it?"
- >She looks up and answers thoughtfully, "You know where that ice cream parlour was in Middle Canterlot District? That closed down?"
- >You shrug. Shops open and close all the time in the big city.
- >"Well, yeah, there. Not too far from here."
- "Okay. What kind of restaurant?"
- >Echo flashes a grin before taking a disinterested look on her face
- >"Sushi."
- >Your heart skips a beat.
- "...Sushi?"
- >"Mhmm."
- "What kind of sushi?"
- >"Japonies sushi."
- "Yes--but, like... fish?"
- >"Yup."
- "Fish? They have fish sushi? Like salmon sushi?"
- >"Uh-huh."
- "Wait, really?"
- >"Ponies can eat fish. In small amounts, at least. They're still kinda iffy on that but hey, it's progress."
- "Is it... is this all-you-can-eat?"
- >"Eeyus. Oh and, personally, I can eat a lot of this stuff. There was one sushi bar back at--"
- >She screeches as you grab her with one arm and practically bolt out the door.
- >Sushi is love.
- >Sushi is life.
- 2---
- >Be Anon.
- >And right now, you're bored out of your mind.
- >One customer is browsing the shelves near the back of the small shop while you lazily lean against the cashier counter.
- >To your side is one particular bat pony, lazing on a sofa by a coffee table with her belly upwards, a book in her face.
- "Echo, this is a book store, not a library."
- >"Nnn," she mumbles, not doing much more than acknowledging your presence.
- >You sigh.
- "Seriously, put the book back. Knowing you, you're going to ruin it."
- >"Nnnnnnn..." she whines, dropping the book to her side and squirming in annoyance.
- "Alright, alright. Fine, just... don't ruin the book."
- >You're pretty sure she just fell asleep, but oh well.
- >You're interrupted from your dilemma with the ringing of your front door opening.
- >Hereshecomes.jpg
- >Sure enough, another bat pony stares at you from above the 'Welcome" mat.
- >"Oh, hey Anon, Echo. Just came by to pick something up," Mosina says, adjusting her spectacles.
- >"Mmm." Echo acknowledges from her lazy haze.
- "Hey Mosina," you say, monotonously. "Anything in particular? Not that I can help."
- >She rolls her eyes.
- >"You run the only bookstore in Canterlot and yet you know nothing about books."
- >You shrug.
- >You didn't ask for a monopoly.
- "Cry me a river."
- >Ignoring your remark, Mosina walks up to the counter and glances over to Echo curiously before looking at you.
- >"So, what is your opinion on H.P. Hoofcraft?"
- >You shrug.
- "He's an author."
- >"Yes," Mosina says, letting out a sigh. "But what of his work? Do you think the recent Sea Rich's stuff can live up?"
- "Eh."
- >"...Nothing?" she says, perhaps expecting your empty hands.
- >She begins to walk off to browse the shelves of books.
- >"What about his 'Song of Depths?' I heard it was decent."
- >You don't think she learns.
- "It's a book."
- >"What about you, Echo?"
- >"Mmbrbgh."
- >You grab a piece of paper, rip off a small corner, ball it up and throw it at Echo's exposed tummy.
- >"No," she mumbles.
- >A few minutes pass before Mosina returns from the labyrinth of books with one tucked under her right wing.
- >She walks up to the couch Echo is on and plops herself down beside Echo's comatose figure.
- >"The 'Fire Mirror', by Sea Rich. I heard this one was good, too," she says, taking out her book and opening the cover to begin reading.
- >Sometimes, you don't think she ever listens to you.
- "Mosina."
- >"Yes?" she answers, not looking up from her novel.
- "Remember. Bookstore, not library."
- >"Mhmm," she humms, ignoring you.
- >Half an hour passes with relative silence, barring the turning of her pages, Echo's soft snoring and the occasional customer coming in to purchase something.
- >She's still reading her novel, seemingly with no intention to stop.
- >Jokes on her, though, you've been preparing.
- >Picking up one tiny ball of paper from dozens you've created, you throw it at the back of Mosina's head.
- >Unfortunately, it got stuck in her ponytail, and she didn't seem to notice.
- >You throw three more at the same time.
- >That got her attention.
- >"Huh? Oh! I seemed to have drifted--AAH!"
- >You surprise her with a face full of paper confetti, causing her to scream and screech.
- >"Anon! What the hell!"
- >Echo is up now beside her, snickering to herself.
- >"Hehehe--you got balls to the face," Echo laughs.
- >Mosina tries to shake the paper out of her mane but you bombard her with more.
- >One positive thing about working in a book store is the abundance of paper.
- >"Alright! I'll pay! I always do, please stop!"
- >You chuck another small handful, Echo giggling all the way.
- "I aint seeing any money, dorkbat!"
- >"Okay, sheesh! Here you go!" she whines, flinging some bits onto your counter through your relentless assault.
- >Finally, you stop, paper balls all over Mosina and the floor.
- >Muttering to herself, she grabs her book and marches out of the store.
- >She'll be back.
- >You look to Echo, who is now eying all the mess.
- "I aint paying you to laze around, Echo."
- >"You're not paying me anything."
- "Clean this up and I'll buy you extra fruit."
- >At this, she brightens up and rushes to the back of your store to fetch a broom.
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