Wednesday, October 7, 2015

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Today's Horoscope (Virgo): A time of transition is upon you and those close to you.

Lunch

Pinkie is not quite her usual cheerful self at lunch today.

"Well..." she says with a sigh. "I've made up my mind. I'm quitting the tennis team this afternoon."

"Are you sure?" Twilight asks. "I thought you loved tennis!"

"Eh," Pinkie says. "I just joined the team for the exercise and because I wanted to be in at least one after-school thing." She shrugs. "It was fun while it lasted."

"But...you never even got to play an actual match!"

Pinkie shrugs. "Maybe I'll join the team again next year."

After School

I walk to tennis practice with Pinkie Pie for the last time.

"I'll miss having you on the team, Pinkie," I say.

She smiles. "Thanks." With an impish grin, she adds, "Bet what you'll miss the most is my cute little bootie."

I roll my eyes. "I'm sure I'll see plenty of that at the dorm."

She giggles. "Maaaaybe."

We reach the tennis courts, and Pinkie walks up to the coach. "Hey Coach," she says. "I kinda have to quit the team."

The coach frowns. "Seriously? Why?"

Pinkie shrugs. "My part-time job. Mr. and Mrs. Cake need more help and I need more money."

The coach sighs. "Well...I'm sorry to hear that."

I walk up to them. "Coach? I think you should put Coco on the team in Pinkie's place."

The coach frowns. "That'll leave us short a team manager, but...you're right. Pommel has the skills." She turns to the equipment shed and yells for Coco.

Coco comes running out. "Y-yes, Coach?"

"Pie's quitting the team. You're taking her place."

Coco's eyes widen. "M-me? P-play on the team?"

"You're better than half the team, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"O-oh...w-well...I..."

I put my hands on Coco's shoulders. "You can do this," I tell her.

"Yeah, Coco! Grab that racket and swing for the heavens!" Pinkie cheers. "Believe in the Flash Sentry that believes in you!"

Coco blinks. "Umm...w-what?"

I groan. "Don't mind her. Just...try your best, okay?"

"W-well..." Coco looks from me, to Pinkie, to the Coach, then takes a deep breath. "O-okay..."

"Great!" Pinkie cheers. "Well, I'm off. Bye! Oh! If you need a racket, you can borrow mine..."

"That's okay, I've...I've got my own. I'll bring it Friday. I'll use one of the school rackets today."

"Awesome. Okay...bye everyone!" Pinkie takes one last, sad look around the court, then leaves.

The coach sighs. "Alright. Get warmed up, Pommel. You too, Sentry."

Practice is a little less fun without Pinkie, but I keep my attention on Coco, gently encouraging her.

Suri seems to be pretty pissed.

Evening

Twilight went to bed early tonight. She has a sore throat and doesn't look like she's feeling too well. Cadance forbade me from hanging out with her in case she's contagious, so I decide to watch television in the lounge with Rainbow Dash while doing my homework.

Pinkie comes home from work pretty late. She looks exhausted.

"Hey Pinkie," Rainbow calls from the lounge.

"Hey everyone," Pinkie says.

"Rough shift?" I ask.

Pinkie sighs. "We had a false alarm with Mrs. Cake. She started having contractions. I was in charge of the whole store until they came back."

"Wow." Rainbow frowns. "So she's gonna pop pretty soon, huh?"

"Looks that way," Pinkie says. She smiles. "Looks like I quit the tennis team just in time. They'd have been totally screwed without me today..." She looks at me. "How's Coco handling it?"

"Shaky, but she'll adjust. I have faith in her." I frown. "As long as Suri doesn't do something...bitchy."

"Yeah, she's not very nice," Pinkie says, frowning. She stretches. "I could use a naked hot oil rub. Flash, would you like to give me a naked hot oil rub?"

"Uhh...why don't you just take a nice hot bath instead? Alone."

"Aww...are you sure? You get to put your hands aaaaallll over my boobs and my butt and everything..." She grins. "I might even let you give me a happy ending...or maybe I'll give you one..."

"And then I'd get killed by Twilight," I say. "Tempting as it is, I'll pass."

"Your loss," Pinkie says, heading upstairs.

"What was that all about?" Rainbow asks.

"Pinkie's being a tease."

I decide to go to bed. I have some very vivid dreams about Pinkie and hot oil...