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- >Where the fuck is it?
- >Today is Friday, and due certain complications at work you had the day off…. again.
- >Seriously if it wasn’t for the fact that you got paid regardless of hours you’d be looking for a new job.
- >But yeah, back on topic you were so fucking stupid.
- >Dumping the contents of another drawer you searched for “it.”
- >Come on brain, I feed you alcohol all the time, get my back on this.
- >Now the you think about it, your liqueur cabinet is running a bit low.
- >THE CABINET IN THE LIVING ROOM!!!!
- >Good job brain! You’ll get some booze for your contributions.
- >With the speed of a thousand kenyans’, you ran to the living room.
- >Making a leap over the couch you landed in front of a cabinet filled with a bunch of movies/games/well all your shit.
- >It’s got to be in here.
- >Tearing through shelves and tossing everything behind, you finally found it!
- >Opening the manila folder you scanned the lone page inside it.
- >Come on where the fuck is it.
- >Bingo!
- >With a heavy sigh you walked over the couch and sat down.
- >How the fuck were you this fucking dense.
- >By comparison that time you left your prom date at the dance to go stand in line for the midnight release of a video game was nothing.
- >But now you were responsible for more than just yourself you couldn’t let shit like this happen.
- >So yeah, you fucked up.
- >You missed Scoots birthday.
- >It wasn’t until you saw some birthday party commercial for some family restaurant that it hit you.
- >There was only one thing left to do.
- >Taking your phone out of your pocket you started dialing.
- >A few rings later a familiar voice filled the speaker.
- >”Hey asshat, whadya want?”
- >Katie was as eloquent as ever.
- “Not too bad, but listen I need a favor.”
- >”I told you before I don’t fuck dudes, get a vag then we can talk.”
- “Can you get your mind off of pussy for just one second.”
- >”Oh I’ll get off alright.”
- >Why can’t you ever have a normal conversation with this woman.
- >Did you piss off some god in a past life?
- “It’s about Scoots.”
- >”Did something happen?”
- >The change in her voice was instantaneous.
- >Katie despite being a complete bitch, but she cared for that little filly just as much as you did.
- “I‘m going to need a hand getting a party together, so I was hoping you and Fluttershy could do me favor.”
- >”Okay I’m off in two hours, we’ll talk then. I think Fluttershy has a friend with experience in this kind of stuff.”
- >For some odd reason a sudden chill went down your spine.
- >Like something was telling you that somehow making this phone call was a bad idea.
- >Nah, you were probably just over thinking it.
- >Putting your phone back in your pocket you looked around your previously clean living room.
- >Double fuck.
- >After cleaning up a bit.
- >Okay a lot, you headed out.
- >If everything went right you’d give Scootaloo a party she wouldn’t forget.
- >But the biggest problem still bothered you.
- >What the heck would you get her?
- >Besides eating everything in the fridge she didn’t really have any hobbies.
- >Heck you still wince whenever you look at your blender from the last gift you got her.
- >It was nothing more than a simple Barbie.
- >She ended up putting it in your awesome “new-at-that-point” blender and turning it into plastic puree.
- >That’s how you figured out she wasn’t a doll liking filly.
- >So the question remains, what to get her?
- ---
- >Nerf gun, transformer, weird alien looking thi... nope that's a doll.
- >Why was toy shopping such a fucking pain.
- >Endure Anon, endure this bullshi..
- >"Can I help you sir?"
- >Turning from the display you saw one of the store associates looking at you expectantly.
- "Uh yeah, I'm trying to find a gift for… well a pony."
- >One of her eyebrows rose at your declaration.
- >"We really don't carry any toys for horses sir, might I suggest tractor supply."
- "No no, not a horse pony, the little kind. You know pastel, they talk, that kind of stuff."
- >The confusion seemed to leave her almost immediately
- >”Oh that makes a lot more sense, follow me.”
- >Walking home with a big box tucked under your armed you hummed a jolly little jingle to yourself.
- >Scoots was going to love her present.
- >You were going to make sure that this was the best birthday party ever.
- >Cause she deserved it.
- >A few minutes later you were back at home.
- >Sure enough Katie outdid herself.
- >Decorations lined the outside of your home.
- >If the inside looked half as good as the outside you were going to go and find her a new friend.
- >And by new friend you meant a scissoring buddy.
- >Ok a lesbian.
- >But you digress.
- >Opening the door you stepped inside to a smell of baked goods.
- "Katie how’s everything coming?"
- >You heard some noise from the kitchen before a face covered in flour appeared in the doorway.
- >"Just finishing up the cake, how'd it go on your end?"
- "Good, where are the girls?" you asked setting the package down and hanging up your coat.
- >Dusting her hands on the apron she was wearing Katie smiled.
- >"I asked Nana to take them to the park to play, so we got some time."
- "Cool, I'll be in the living room setting up."
- >"Alright jackass."
- >Time to dig out your tools.
- >Walking into your bedroom you dug through your closet for the toolbox.
- >Pushing some stuff aside you saw it, right underneath a dusty old bag.
- >Holy crap you’ve been looking for this thing for a while.
- >Grabbing both items you headed back to the living room.
- ---
- >Looking at the scooter you've been putting together for the past hour you couldn't help but marvel at how well it came out.
- >"Not gonna lie, that looks like shit."
- >Fucking Katie, one of these days you'll punt her right in the cunt.
- "Its not bad at all, might not be my greatest work, but its the thought that counts."
- ---
- “Happy Birthday to you, Happy birth day to you, Happy Birthday Scootaloo, Happy birthday to you!”
- >The chorus wound down as everyone clapped their hands and hooves.
- >Scootaloo took in a massive breath and blew out the candles which adorned her large birthday cake.
- >All the prep work was well worth it at this point.
- >Katie was snapping pictures while Scoots jumped in her seat with excitement.
- >”This is soooo awesome! I haven’t had a birthday party in forever.”
- >”Well it’s not over yet, cause now it’s time for presents!” Katie happily proclaimed.
- >And just like that everyone brought out their gifts for the birthday girl.
- >You couldn’t help but smile as she thanked everyone.
- >Granny made her a scarf with what she said was a pattern of a team called the “Wonderbolts”
- >As she got present after present the pile of toys and books grew in front of her.
- >You could only stand back and smile as she tore through the various boxes the moment they were placed in front of her.
- >”Psst Anon.”
- >Looking around you spotted Katie by the doorway motioning for you to come over.
- >As quietly as possible you snuck away.
- “Whats up?”
- >”Go grab your gift, I’ll keep an eye on things here.”
- >Giving her a thumbs up you walked past and into your bedroom where you hid the present.
- >There was a part of you that was honestly scared that she wouldn’t like it.
- >Grabbing the wrapped gift you made your way back to the living room and peered in.
- >From the looks of it she’d already gone through and opened everything in the span of thirty seconds.
- >Clearing your throat you walked in.
- >Everyones heads turned to you.
- “Scootaloo, normally there’d be a nice speech that I could give here, but I really suck with words.”
- >You could see Katie facepalm at that.
- “So I’ll keep it simple. You have made this place a home, and brought all of us together here.”
- >You gestured to everyone gathered around.
- “And we may not be a traditional one, but today were all a family.”
- >Stepping up you placed the gift right next to her seat.
- >…
- >…
- >Ok did you screw this up.
- “Uh… heh heh, you can open the gift now.”
- >Scoots head was downcast.
- >Oh shit you fucked up.
- >Looking around you saw the same look of confusion on everyones face.
- >In that one instant you felt the force hit your chest as the little filly clung onto you.
- >Quickly reaching up you hugged her as she hung onto.
- >Looking down you saw tears streaming down her face.
- >But she was smiling.
- >Sitting down you still held Scootaloo close.
- >If you had been paying attention you would have also noticed that everyone else came over and sat down right beside you.
- >Katie, Granny, Fluttershy, Cheerilee, and all the others.
- >Your new family was an odd one, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world right now.
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