Anon and War Maiden Pt. 2 (Old and bad)

>You wake around dusk and get your ass in gear for the busy day ahead of you
>Yesterday you sat around with War Maiden and did nothing but talk/cuddle/becomeFriends
"Uggghhh...."
>Feels like you slept wrong and your back is full of knots
>"Fuck this noise. If I go in today I'll be a train wreck wrapped in a car crash deepfried in a planecras-
>Lets not think of that right now...
>You'll call in sick for work tonight and maybe see if Madien is doing anything tonight
>Looking at your suit in the mirror you think of how good you look and how awesome you are at everyth-
>Your phone rings loudly and makes you jump
>you pick it up and say
"Hello?"
>"Sick? That's some bullshit. Get your ass to work you lazy motherfucker or you'll be guarding that bitch War Maiden for a week!"
>Everyone at base knows nothing of Maidens other side
>disgunbegud.wav
"With no due respect Sir, Fuck you"
>You slam the phone down and shuffle your ass to work

>Getting to work, you were called into your superior's office and given a wonderful earfull of hate and rage
>It's all worth it though now that you have to hang out with War Maiden during your shift to "Guard" the hangar
>You go about your business untill about 11pm when you head over to Maiden's hanger to see if she's in
>She is, you sneak around to the side door hoping she won't see you
>entering the hangar you see her lying on her back trying to get back up
>"These fucking wings are so damn annoying somethimes!"
>You hear nothing but rage in her tone and decide to give her a hand
"Need some help?"
>"AH!, Jesus Anon. Don't sneak up on me like that"
>She's still upside down
>Laughter.exe is trying to gain system resources
>Set laughter.exe to important
"BFFFFHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA"
>Deep inhale
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
>She growls at you with a pissed expression
>"YOU GONNA HELP ME OR WHAT!?"
>Recovering from your laugh you kneel down and help her to her hooves
>"Asshole"
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. So what's up?"
>She tackles you and socks you in the mouth
>"That's for laughing at me asswipe!"

>Ow. That hurt. A lot.
"That was kinda rude..."
>"Oh shutup you're the one who laughed at me for trying to lay down li-"
"Like me."
>"Yeah."
>She looks at you not quite understanding what you're getting to
>It hits her like a truck. You're rubbing off on her already
>"I-I... S-shutup Anon."
"You're the one who tried to lay on your back and ended up like a turtle"
>She huffs and sits down on her sleeping mat (Bed?) crossing her front hooves
"So back to my original question, What's up?"
>"Nothing as you can plainly see. My Commander wants me indoors at night so the stealth jets can have the whole sky"
"So you're grounded, Again?"
>"Pretty much, yeah"
>You both sit in the silence Waiting for the other to strike up a conversation
>Awkward as FUCK
>you make your hand into a fist and poke her in the nose with it
"Boop"
>she growls and bites at your hand
"Hey! Relax! It's just a joke!"
>she looks tired and stressed about something
"Are you alright? You seem really down over this whole thing"
>She looks you in the eye and lets out a small smile
>"I've been better, It's a mix between not getting to fly much and being alone all day"
>You move and lay down next to her
>"show off."
"Huh?"
>"lying on your back like that."
>she lays her head on your chest and look into your eyes
"C-can I help you?"
>Good choice with words retard
>she grins
>"Maaaaabye...."

>Why is this my life?
>You find yourself looking down at The A-10's back slowly massaging the joint between her wings and body
>She lets out a drawn out groan and inhales slowly as you work the sore joints
>"You're really good at this Anon~..."
"You suck you know that?"
>"Shut up and get back to w-work"
>She studders as you hit a particularly sore spot near her right wing
>You work the area around the sore spot with masterful finesse getting another groan out of her
>Working the last of the knots out of her back you move up to her neck
>Your hand may or may not have ended up behind her ear
>She may or may not have turned to jelly in your hands from the scratching
>This probably ended up with her getting pissed at you for embarrassing her
>She's definitely trying to choke you out with her bare hooves now
"Ma-d-en...St-Stop c-can't...A-air!!"
>You feel a twinge in your back as your sore back muscles remind you of their existence
>You pry the annoyed A-10 off your throat gasping for air and mumbling about pissy women
>"Jerk! I can't let the others see me like that! I'll be a laughing stock!"
>Her anger slightly fades when she notices your change in posture
"Ohhh fuuuuck.... My back... I never did tell you why I was here did I?"
>her ears fall flat as she realizes you've been hurting since you walked in
>"You took the day off..?"
>She said it so quietly it could have passed as a breeze running through the hangar
"Nope... I slept funny last night and my back is messed up a bit."
>"S-sorry...Anon."
"That's not the best part though, I came into work late after telling off my superior."
>She looks a little confused at this
"He told me to get my ass in gear or I'd be guarding your hangar for a week."
>Her eyes widen a bit
"Guess I missed the clutch"

>"That was a terrible attempt at sounding awesome Anon"
>Your ego deflates a little
>"But why would you want to hang out with me of all ponies? I'm brash, loud, bitchy and bossy to everyone around me."
"....You're not right now."
>"This is different though..."
>She stares at the ground and avoids eye contact with you while she talks
"How so?"
>Looking around the hangar she sighs
>"It just is okay?"
"Maiden if you want to talk abou-"
>"There's nothing to talk about."
>She's hiding something...
>Looking around you remember the biggest detail about this hanger
>It's the busiest on base yet no other planes seem to sleep here
"Why is it so empty in here at night? This hanger is filled during the day from what I hear"
>Still looking at the ground she mumbles
>"It is, but no one wants to share a hanger with me at night because they all think I'm a bitch on a short fuse..."
"Really? Could'a fooled me. I can see the short fuse comment making some sense but that's about it"
>"Anon, I'm a A-10. I'm supposed to be able to take even more then I can dish out and never go down"
"I don't see how tha-"
>"This airfield is a playground and I'm the bully that dishes out the hurt"
>You go silent and think about this
"So you put on the tough-mare act to make them think you're not to be messed with."
>"Y-you could say that..."
>She kicks at the ground and sighs
>"I'm just so tired of acting how everyone thinks a A-10 should act."
"Why don't you stop then?"
>"I don't want to be a laughing stock"

>It's your turn to deadpan
"Who in their right mind would laugh at a plane with a 30MM cannon"
>Her ears perk up slighty
"I mean, Maybe if they WANT to die a sudden and messy death they'd laugh. Other then that I don't see anybod-"
>Suddenly your vison is filled with the top of a pones head
>You feel hooves around your torso and a wet spot on your chest
>Wiper fluid. Great. Just what my suit needed.
>"I-I don't think I can just change like that... They all know me as the tough mare that hates feelings and shit"
>You put your arm around her and roll your eyes at your wrecked suit
"Just take steps to get to know them better and find out who they are. Find a few you relate to and hang out with them for a bit."
>She looks up at you with redded eyes (FuckYouTheyLookedRed) and smiles a bit
>She shoves off you and wipes her eyes
>"Uggghh, Enough with the mushy stuff and crying. Thanks Anon, I needed that."
>You hold your gut in pain after haveing a metal hoof rammed into it
"O-owww....."
>"Oh suck it up"
>you fall over and go still with a hand still on your gut
>"Hahaha. Very funny Anon. Now get up."
>You stay still and try not to breathe
>"....Anon?"
>She walks over to you and puts her hoof on your chest
>"Are you oka-"
>You grab her hoof and startle her
>"AAAH!!"
>Cue punch in the face for being an asshole again