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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Oct 25, 2013 13:20:47 GMT -5
Time for part 13. Enter.....the conflict. (That's not the title, I just decided to type that). Enjoy.
I woke up calmly, (as in not abruptly), a while after my, (as well as the harpist’s and violinist’s), performance was over, after which we each bowed before the audience, I wearing a tuxedo and red bowtie. Anyway, that morning, after I put on my Stetson, I walked out of the barn to the Apples’ house, and they let me in for breakfast. Throughout that meal, I kept Princess Luna’s warning in my mind, but not entirely with fear or dread, though I did honor the advice. The reason I didn’t fear it completely, was because I could tell she was rather kind to me. She wasn’t trying to be intimidating that night, but just wise and helpful. However, I was a little disappointed I couldn’t show my affection/attraction towards Fluttershy, which would make it difficult to spend time with her without doing so. I did consider that, since it would be daylight most often when I’d be with Fluttershy, then Luna wouldn’t notice, BUT there would a chance I’d be dreaming of that or thinking of it later upon the day I’d actually have a date with Fluttershy or even kiss her on the cheek….if it would come to that. But I digress, during breakfast I told the family, mostly Applejack, Granny Smith, and lil’ Applebloom, about the performance I witnessed. While Applejack didn’t entirely enjoy me describing the fancy and urban-like design of the clothes I saw, in the audience and city, she was rather engaged in hearing the tale, as was Granny Smith, (but sometimes, we had to remind her of how some details in the plot went). After our meal, Applejack, Big Mac, Applebloom, and I went out into the orchard to buck and collect apples, as usual, but this time, Big Mac and Granny suggested that Applejack should go spend time with her pony friends since she had been working the past few, but not excessively, and of course, she accepted the suggestion and galloped off to Ponyville, after saying good-bye. During our work, at one point, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle showed up, at which Applebloom looked to us and asked if she could go play with them. I looked at Big Mac and asked, “What do you think, Macintosh? May she go off with them?” Mac seemed to think for a brief moment before answering, “Eeyup.” At that point, Applebloom ran off with her friends, heading towards Ponyville as well, as Big Mac and I, and Granny Smith, went on with our work until shortly before high noon. In the midst of the tasks, (the buckin’ of which Macintosh did the most), I occasionally tried to chat a bit with Big Mac, but of course he mainly just replied Eeyup or Eenope. Once or twice he would talk in full sentences, like he did that one time AJ overworked herself, but mostly it was essentially yes or no. Anyway, once lunch came, rather than head to Ponyville with very few coins, I decided to help Granny make a meal, which consisted of hay sandwiches, apple fries, and such delicacies for a quadrupedal herbivore. After the meal, I noticed the time of day and shrugged as I said goodbye to Granny and Macintosh as I simply trotted off, towards Ponyville. To be honest, I absolutely had no idea as of what I could do in Ponyville, if I couldn’t spend much time with Fluttershy. Once I made it to Ponyville, I wandered about the roads, pondering upon where I could go. Rarity surely didn’t need my help, it was hard to tell where Pinkie would possibly be, heck if I knew exactly what Rainbow Dash was doing, and I was already with Applejack for an hour or so, at work. However, I then came down to about two possibilities, but only one of them sounded more logical or easily accessible than the other. One was to walk over towards Twilight’s treehouse, and perhaps read a couple of books on Equestrian history, spells, and 2nd-to-most-likely fictional tails….errr...tales. The other was to perhaps look for that one pegasus from the party named Derpy, and perhaps hang out with her a little. Like I said, I found her clumsiness as cute, rather than ridiculous. However, with her being a pegasus, I didn’t know how I could contact her. So, starting from the bakery that Pinkie Pie was at when she tried to make me smile, I began trotting down the road towards Twilight’s treehouse and library.
Once again, I knocked politely on the door, and Spike answered, but this time, he informed me that Twilight was not home, but instead off somewhere with Applejack to say the least. I shrugged a little and kindly asked if I could come in, simply to browse the books. Spike paused for a moment before replying, “Ehh…..I’m sure Twilight wouldn’t mind….much.” At which he stepped aside, and allowed me to enter, which I did, tipping my hat to him. I looked at the interior again and, as I trotted towards the bookshelves, asked, “By the way, where is that owl?” “Who?” I thought Spike replied. “I believe her name’s Owlowiscious.” I answered. Once again, I assumed a voice said who, but when I turned around, Owlowiscious was perched upon a desk, at which I smirked, “Very clever, dear.” I could’ve sworn Owlowiscious either smiled and/or blushed, but she did hoot once. I smiled at her before going back to browsing the books, but asked Owlowiscious, “How have you been, dear?” But Owlowiscious of course simply hooted several times, which I assumed translated as, “I’ve been fine.” or something positive. After a while of browsing the spines, while I didn’t find any stories that intrigued me, I did find a book or two on simple spells, (but ones more complex than simply opening/closing doors, lifting light-weight objects and such). I used my magic to carefully slide the book out of the shelf and walked to an open space a foot or two in front of Owlowiscious, laid down, as I opened the book and set it down in front of me, pages upward. Unfortunately, several of the poems required a test subject/object, and, since this of course wasn’t my home that I was in, nor did I own any items aside from my stetson, jacket, and the 2 coins, I didn’t perform them. Some of them, I was able to try out on least a small/safe scale, but nothing big.
After a long while, I decided to simply just read up on Equestrian history, laying on my back, with my mane flattened out on the floor behind my head, with the book floating above my face, via my magic. However, a knocking eventually came from the door, at which I rolled onto my belly, and got up on all fours, as I closed the book and carefully slid it into its original position. I walked closer to the door and kindly opened the door, using my magic, and, with the door ajar, was Derpy, with a mail satchel at her side. Seeing her rather cute face, with one eye going one way and the other in another, I couldn’t help but smile in awe but also a friendly way, “Hello, Derpy. I take it you’ve got mail for Ms. Sparkle?” Derpy just smiled at me, but blinked and shook her head before correcting, “Y-....No. I have a letter for you, Thespis.” She then used her mouth to open the satchel and cautiously, as best she could, pulled out a letter, which I used my magic to lightly grab and slide it out of her mouth as she let go. The letter was clearly addressed to me, but from who, I couldn’t tell. One thing’s for sure, it was a little thick. I smiled at Derpy and tipped my hat, as I spoke, “Thank you, dear.” “No problem, Antonius.” Derpy smiled, as she turned around, and was about to go off, sending the letters to other ponies who were to receive something. However, just as she took off, I stepped outside, with the envelope, still closed, floating next to me in mid-air, and called up to her, “Maybe some time, we could simply hang out a little and have….muffins.” I simply heard her yell down to me, as she flew off, several times flying upside-down, “That’d be great!” I smiled as I watched her fly away, after which I turned around, walked into the treehouse and closed the door behind me gently. I then positioned the envelope in front of me and examined the front and sealed sides of it. The seal seemed to be that of a sheriff star, or something of the Western sort, and the address, far as I could tell, was NOT within Ponyville. I very slowly opened it, so the seal wouldn’t rip, tear, or anything of the sort to ruin its design, should I close it afterwards, and pulled out the letter, which simply read:
“Dear Mr. Thespis,
I thank you for your volunteering at the Salt Lick here in Appaloosa. I now find that, though I did deduct a bit of your pay due to giving that one customer a bit of water after he licked up all that salt, perhaps you deserve a bit extra, or at least that which I deducted from your pay. After all, the next time he came back, which was but two days ago, (sorry, but I kept him out of my business due to the salt incident), he made sure that he wouldn’t lick even half as much salt as he did. In fact, after he paid for the salt and half a pint of water, he placed another two coins onto the counter and asked that I give them to the unicorn that gave him the water that one time out of generosity and kindness. I promised him that I would, and I did. If you haven’t checked the envelope already, inside you’ll see the two coins he offered you. Spend, or use, them wisely. You deserve them.
Sincerely, The proprietor of The Salt Lick
After reading the letter, I shook the envelope and did hear the chink, or wind chime-like, sound of two coins hitting each other. I smiled as I set the letter down upon a desk and pulled out the two coins and placed them inside my jacket’s pocket. Feeling rather thankful about the bonus, I looked to Owlowiscious and asked her if there was any parchment, or paper, in the library that I could use for a letter. At first, she looked at me like I was plain dumb or clueless, but she hooted once and showed me a cabinet, which she opened, and inside was a small stack of parchment, one of which I took, as well as a nearby quill and ink cartridge, and began to write the following:
Dear Salt Lick Owner,
Thank you for the extra payment, though I should really say that to the customer that insisted on you giving me these two coins. I’m not sure if I will be visiting Appaloosa while I’m here in Ponyville, BUT it was a pleasure working for you. Perhaps sometime, I could move to Appaloosa and work for you full-time.
Sincerely, Antonius Thespis P.S. It’d be nice if you were to tell me your name, the next time I work at your saloon.
I then set the letter upon the desk, letting the ink dry, while stationary, dried off the quill’s tip, and returned it and the ink cartridge to their proper locations. I walked back towards the door and looked outside, to see that it was, according to my assumption, about 5pm, give or take 30 minutes. Once again, since I had been reading for several hours, I didn’t know what to do, so I went back to pondering upon this, (that is after I said goodbye to Spike and Owlowiscious, and trotted outside, into the streets).
However, as I suppose fate would have it, just as I was trotting down the road, I accidentally bumped into Fluttershy, who was with Angel. As I bumped into her, I lost my train of thought, stepped back, and looked at her at which I blushed, while she frowned and apologized, “I’m…..s-...sorry, Antonius.” I hesitantly responded, “N-..No, dear. I-..It’s not your fault…..I-...It’s mine. I should’ve paid more attention to where I was going, then thinking about what I could do until sunset.” I then bowed politely, as I added, “I apologize for bumping into you, d-...dear.” At that, I looked back up at her and ceased bowing. She was clearly blushing and smiling a little, as was I, but replied, “I-....It’s okay, Antonius. I forgive you.” I smiled a little more. That show of kindness is one of the reasons she was my favorite. However, I then caught sight of Angel staring at me with a stern look, tapping his right foot, but gently, upon Fluttershy’s back. I looked at Fluttershy and shyly asked, “You…..told Angel about last night, didn’t you, dear?” “Well...he was rather anxious in knowing about the performance.” Fluttershy smiled in a friendly manner. I blushed deeply as I looked at Angel as if to say, “It WASN’T a date.” Although, we did hold hooves on the ride back, but momentarily. However, I then looked back at Fluttershy and kindly questioned, “Pray tell, what are you doing here, dear?” “Oh….well...it seems that my fruit supply is rather low, and Angel did want to get some carrots, since the amount of those is small as well. He’s such a good rabbit.” Fluttershy answered, at which Angel smiled proudly and nodded his head. “Well, I suppose you better hurry, since the market will surely close soon, since it’s nearly sunset.” I nicely advised, which Fluttershy nodded. BUT, as she passed by me, she whispered to me, in a very friendly way, “I’m very glad you brought me along to the opera, Antonius. Thanks.” At this, I froze in place, just nodding my head a little, rather nervous that Luna might count that as a show of affection. Just hearing that sentence, though it was more in a friendly, thankful way rather than loving, made a portion of my mind just go crazy, insisting that I turn around and walk with her on her shopping, eventually admitting my love for her, maybe in discreet ways. BUT, the more obedient, loyal to allies, and cautious part of my mind held back the wild portion, (metaphorically speaking), reminding me that if I did so, Luna would tell Celestia, and I’d probably end up arrested, and besides, it hasn’t even been a day since Luna’s warning.
So, very reluctantly and against the side of my head that was practically controlled by my heart, I slowly began to trot away from Fluttershy, but so slowly, it looked like I was an equine-shaped train just starting to get a move on from a still/motionless condition. After a while, I began to gain full control of myself and my pace became regular, and I directed myself back to Apple Acres, so that I would go to bed early, after having a meal, and therefore prevent myself from doing something that I’m sure I’d regret later on.
That night, during a portion of my dream, everything seemed to pause as I watched as Luna stepped into my field of view, not wearing the cloak, but in her normal attire, which mainly was that bandana/necklace. After examining my dream, which thankfully wasn’t referring to my affection towards Fluttershy, she walked up to me, at which I kneeled as was mandatory when in the presence of royalty, and calmly, in her kind tone, asked, “Have you been showing love towards Fluttershy?” I looked up at her and shook my head, sincerely answering, “No, your majesty.” She then questioned, “Have you been showing affection towards any of my, or my sister’s, subjects?” “No I have not, Princess Luna.” I declared. “Besides, most of the day I was working at Apple Acres or reading up on some amateur-level spells and a bit of history.” She looked down at me with a kind smile, but a raised brow, but finally interrogated, “Have you been with Fluttershy at all the past day, AND are you being honest as Applejack to me?” “Dear Princess Luna, I have been with her, but only because I accidentally bumped into her while thinking of what I could do, after all that reading at Twilight’s home. We simply chatted a little, but she did say she was glad that I offered her a ticket to the opera yesterday. While I did think of showing her my affection or attraction to her, least with a nuzzle or kiss, I DID NOT, your majesty of the peaceful night.” I explained, having to inhale a lot afterwards to catch my breath. “Oh, and I AM being honest as Applejack, dear Princess. Cross my heart, hope to fly.” Princess Luna stared down at me, before she was certain and smiled in a very nice/welcome way, as she turned around and began to trot off, and replied, “Very good. Try to keep it up, ‘Antonius’, for as long as you can. I’d hate to report you to my sister. Who knows what she might do.” She then eyed up into the sky of my dream, which was night and looked at the moon, with a slight chill of what happened to her, but she sighed as if she deserved that.” I simply nodded my head, bowed once more and smiled, “Good night, Princess Luna.” Luna looked at me, and responded, before vanishing from my sight to enter another pony’s dream, blushing at the end, “Good night, faithful….but unfortunately possible false….subject.” The rest of my dream that night, was rather relaxing, but at times I did worry about dreaming of Fluttershy. Such kindess, such leniency, such….such…..such a wonderful and pretty pegasus. Unfortunately, as I thought of those things, the dream’s scenery became her house, with her inside, with her animal friends. She was smiling at me, in a kind, tender way, but my dream made it seem like she was in love with me. Oh…..sweet Celestia, and dear Luna, what have I put myself into? I fear that I might not be able to heed Luna’s warning forever. That eventually, or worse soon, I shall fall to the good-hearted but disobedient desires of my heart, trying to show my affection to Fluttershy, admitting that I find her as my special somepony, but (whether she loves me or not, or still likes me), only to be arrested, and tried for as a fraud, a traitor, and worst of all….an enemy of Equestria, much like King Sombra, or Queen Chrysalis.
(End of part 13)
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Oct 28, 2013 9:39:40 GMT -5
Just so you pups know, since my role in the local community theatre's performance of A Christmas Carol, (it is d**k Wilkins, Scrooge's co-worker/co-apprentice under Fezziwig, [well that role and ensemble]), has but one line, and pretty much one action in general, (Irish jig), then my mom suggested that I try out for the school's main stage play. Auditions are November 9th, my mom's b-day, (she's becoming 49). I might honestly laugh if the school's play is A, Christmas-related, B, bears relevance to d**kens, or C, IS A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
Here's hoping that I get a role with more dialogue and more actions, [preferably more dialogue]. But post-auditions, if I get a decent role in the cast of that play then I will have less time to spend on here, as I'm sure you pups would predict. I'm also hoping it might be a story I'm least somewhat familiar with, (even if it's one I don't care much for or don't entirely adore, [as opposed to something like Sweeney Todd or Phantom of the Opera]). Even if it's a fantasy, I'm gonna sign up, just so that I have more experience onstage AND more theatrical stuff to do.
P.S. The one line is: "He's not shy, sir. Ebeneezer's in love!" P.P.S Wish me lu-.....on 2nd thought, don't. (Those of you who know the culture/'dialogue' of theatre know y you shouldn't wish me luck).
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Oct 29, 2013 13:27:02 GMT -5
Behold, part 14. Here's a pre-reading thought.....if one were to consider their loyal, and logical thoughts of the mind as the Henry Jekyll portion of themselves....what would that make their emotions of the HEART? Enjoy.
I woke up at the crack of dawn, eager to stay awake, should Luna have seen what I last dreamed of, which was of course Fluttershy. And if she came back in the same night, I couldn’t possibly lie to her about what I dreamed upon. Anyway, as I woke up, I hastily got my Stetson, since my jacket was automatically on, and walked out of the barn, hoping to get some work done so that part of the day would be gone and I wouldn’t have to worry as much about chatting with Fluttershy. I of course had breakfast with the Apples and helped out for several hours, (to about 10 am), but it was at that point that Granny Smith and Big Mac insisted that I don’t stay for the rest of the day, since I worked the other day until noon or an hour more. I decided to take the suggestion and left the barn after politely saying good-bye to the Apples, heading to where else but Ponyville. As I trotted along the streets of Ponyville, like the previous day, I pondered upon what I could do, and the list this time was QUITE shorter. Practically down to one option that wouldn’t get me in trouble, and that was to hang out a bit with that Derpy, and have a muffin or two. It was certainly more legal, considering my circumstances, than what my heart kept suggesting, which was to hang out with Fluttershy. However, since Derpy was a pegasus, and one with a job clearly, I didn’t really know where I could find her, so I shrugged and trotted off to a restaurant and had a hay sandwich, though it was a little early for lunch. I consumed my sandwich, and drank my glass of water, at a rather slow rate, since I was internally conflicted and depressed a tad. The more emotional side of me, my heart that is to say, insisted that I just go spend time with Fluttershy and at least gradually tell her that I think of her as my special somepony. However, the more logical, obedient, and lawful side of my me, (my mind of course), preferred and kept reminding to obey and/or heed Luna’s warning. I’ve heard of mind over matter but which wins when the competition is between heart and head? As I finished my hay sandwich, and drank my water, I just sat there, upon the seat, watching the rest of Ponyville go off on their happy, almost carefree lives and tasks, while I just pondered to myself whether to obey the laws and warnings I’ve been given or to ignore them and put my life in danger of mortal imprisonment or exile from this quaint town.
But, as luck would have it, in the midst of my excruciating mental and emotional, yet internal, fight, I heard a hard thump up above me and, against the wall of the restaurant’s 2nd floor, was Derpy, who no doubt, (due to her clumsy flight pattern), flew into the wall. I couldn’t help but giggle a little at her accident, but just kindly called up to her, “Good afternoon, Derpy.” She flew in place, no longer against the wall high above me and looked down at me with those cute, yellow eyes of hers and replied, “Hi Thespis.” The reason she calls me Thespis, as opposed to Antonius, is because when we met at the party, I somewhat noticed she had some difficulty saying Antonius, so I insisted that she called me Thespis most of the time. I asked up to her, “Delivering mail, are we?” She seemed to blush but nodded, “Well….I’m trying to, but I just finished delivering the last of them.” I had a feeling it was for the proprietor of the restaurant I was eating at. “Why don’t you meet me at the bakery in a few minutes and we can have those muffins? And perhaps chat a bit?” I smiled. She seemed to be trying to do a circle/loop but it was a bit more like a screw/roll, in the air to show her delight and happiness and responded, “I’ll be there.” She then flew off in an irregular path, to the bakery. Seeing Derpy in her happy, clumsy manner made me relax quite a bit. So, to prevent from being late, I paid for my hay sandwich and water, which was about a coin, and left the property, trotting off towards Pinkie Pie’s bakery, with a slight smile upon my muzzle, rather than an inquisitive expression, or a long face, (pun intended).
After several minutes, I made it to the bakery, which apparently had no dents or holes in it, and calmly trotted right inside. At the counter, was Derpy, no doubt staring at something. When I walked up to greet her, I saw that she was staring at an assortment of muffins. Blueberry, banana nut, chocolate chip, apple, etc. I smiled at this and cleared my throat and asked, “Which ones would you like, Derpy?” “Ummmmmmm….that one….no no…..that one...no..no.” Derpy was obviously having difficulty to decide, so I simply placed 2 coins upon the counter and asked the pony behind it for a blueberry muffin and a banana nut muffin, the blueberry one being for Derpy. However, when the pony, specifically a pink Earth Pony, turned around, I saw that it was Pinkie Pie, smiling at me, and told me that since she found me as a PFF, (pony friend forever), that the muffins would only cost me 1, especially since she told me about how I helped out Rarity with her designs. Even though she ran her mouth like a bodybuilder on a treadmill, I could understand the summary of it all. Anyway, Derpy and I had our muffins, which Derpy consumed with utter joy, which only added to her cuteness. But while I ate my muffin with some happiness, my mind, or rather my heart, reverted back to ‘thinking’ about Fluttershy, possibly from seeing how cute Derpy was. It was clear Pinkie Pie could tell this because she looked at me with almost a sympathetic look, and when Derpy left, thanking me for paying for the muffins, Pinkie Pie sat upon the seat/location Derpy was in and looked at me as she asked me what was wrong. However, just as I was about to explain, after a sigh, and finishing up my muffin, Pinkie Pie blinked and began running her mouth, but her monologue essentially summed up to her saying that the reason I was down was because I found Fluttershy as my special somepony but that, for reasons she apparently knew she wasn’t supposed to know or ask about, I wasn’t supposed to spend quality time with Fluttershy. I blinked at this, rather astounded that she knew so much, but I should’ve figured since, Hey…..it’s PINKIE PIE we’re talking about here. Anyway, I nodded, validating her assumption and she began to sing that smile song from the start of that Cranky Doodle Dandy episode, but then she paused as least one part of her body began to twitch, and she insisted that I follow her ASAP, which I did. She bolted out of the bakery, while I simply galloped behind, not knowing what was going on, if anything.
Eventually, I realized that Pinkie was leading me towards the edge of the Everfree Forest. When we got there, I saw that, by causes I didn’t know of at the time, Fluttershy, and Applejack, were cornered by…..I guess a pack...of Timberwolves. While Fluttershy was consumed by fear, as usual, Applejack kept a more bold/brave pose and expression, but didn’t seem to be attacking the Timberwolves. Makes sense, since she’d be leaving Fluttershy wide open. Anyway, the duo in danger caught sight of us, but the Timberwolves didn’t seem to care much. Due to my attraction towards Fluttershy, and how I also found her and Applejack as PFFs, I began to fill up with some slight rage, and, (rather than think of a plan), just flat-out charged towards one of the Timberwolves, despite their size, with my horn towards their…..Hehe….bark. However, as I got closer, they must have caught whiff of me and all turned towards me. BUT, when I noticed this, I continued to charge at them, until I was within reach of them, at which I used my magic to teleport behind the herd and yelled to them, “HEY! PICK ON SOMEPONY YOUR OWN SIZE AND SPECIES!!!” I could tell that made them mad, as if they weren’t already, as they turned around, after nearly crashing into a tree, and pursued me. I don’t entirely know for what reason I did this, but I smirked and galloped into the Everfree Forest, possibly to take them out one by one. That, and their large sizes would prevent them from easily keeping up with me, quite possibly.
Anyway, after around 30 minutes, I galloped in a pattern that wasn’t planned out, and, (though most of it was to flee the Timberwolves), eventually I was able to fool the wooden beasts, and slowly took them down one by one, (mostly by fooling them into running into their own, stationary, ‘brethren’, if you get what I mean). On the last one, I simply used my magic to crush him with a rock, or a log, (I can’t recall). After around 45 minutes, during which I myself nearly got cornered by 3 of them, (but Hello, unicorn), I finished off the last of them and used my magic to teleport back to where Pinkie Pie, AJ, and...Fluttershy were. I appeared before them in a bit of a proud, but calm manner, however, when I opened my eyes I noticed that they were all staring DOWN at me and that Pinkie Pie had her mouth wide open in shock. “What’s the problem?” I asked them, at which I blinked, noticing my higher-pitched, rather more feminine voice. “Ummm….well, sugarcube. Remember that time you became a colt, due to poison joke?” Applejack questioned as she kindly walked up to me, displaying to me the height difference between us. “Yes, of course. I haven’t forgotten that.” I nodded, blushing. “Well…..it happened again, only this time…...you’re a filly.” Applejack responded. “And I think a part of your fur is black, like yer mane.” I then blinked again and examined myself until I saw that the bottom of my legs were black-furred. I began to rub them, assuming they were that way because of dust but they weren’t. They WERE black-furred, not light brown. However, I looked back up at the trio and asked, blushing deeply, “I take it you three know what I’m supposed to do now, huh?” All three nodded in unison, with Pinkie Pie nodding the swiftest. I sighed and shrugged as I added, “Well, we best get goin’ before anything else bad shows up….like a hydra perhaps.” Fluttershy and Pinkie blinked at this, but nodded in agreement as we began to trot away from the Everfree Forest and towards Ponyville, heading to the spa, so I could take a bubble bath.
As we trotted towards the barn, with Applejack in front of me, Pinkie Pie behind me, and Fluttershy to the right side, Applejack spoke up, “I’ll be honest, sugah, that was mighty brave of ya’ll to take on those Timberwolves.” Fluttershy nodded her head, “Quite courageous of you.” I couldn’t help but smile as I giggled, “Well….to be honest, I’m not sure which was more dangerous. Entering the Everfree Forest, or the wolves at FIRST, when I first caught their attention.” I wasn’t wearing my Stetson nor my jacket, since they were far too big for me now, so Pinkie Pie was wearing my Stetson, while Fluttershy carried the folded-up jacket between her wings upon her back. Pinkie Pie and Applejack could see some humor in that statement and gave a chuckle, while Fluttershy gave a little giggle. However, as the brief laughter ended, as we reached the outskirts of Ponyville, Fluttershy walked close to me and spoke to me in that soft, tender, sweet voice, “Thank you….for rescuing us, Antonius.” “It was nothing, dear. I couldn’t bear to see you and Applejack in mortal danger…..e-..e-...especially you.” I whispered to her. Fluttershy giggled a little and smiled before she nuzzled me, to show her gratitude, at which I just froze, (facially that is since we, as a group, were in motion and I’d rather not stop), but I’m sure she could tell I was rather touched by the nuzzle. Inside, my heart, though at the moment young, was beating fast like I had run a track or tried to race Rainbow Dash, while my usual age. As we walked, I had a VERY strong urge to nuzzle her back and whisper to her, I love you, but I kept in mind Luna’s warning. That and I felt it was too early in the afternoon to do so.
After around 15 minutes, once or twice during which I tripped a little, since I wasn’t used to short legs, we made it to the spa. As we walked up to the counter, Applejack looked down at me and smiled, “Why don’t I pay for the session, sugarcube. After all, I owe you something.” “I just hope she doesn’t start acting like my servant, like Spike did to her.” I thought for a moment, blushing deeply, feeling flattered. Anyway, after the session was paid for, the three of us, (Applejack, Fluttershy and I, since Pinkie had to go somewhere), walked into the back and simply relaxed. I climbed into the bubble bath of the hot tub, while Fluttershy and Applejack got their hooves done or otherwise a massage. Several times I had to submerge my whole body until, after the 6th, I was back to my normal age, gender, and height. At that, I simply sighed and leaned on a side of the hot tub’s interior, with my head above the waters, eventually closing my eyes due to the comfort of the hot tub. However, after a few minutes, I heard a voice shyly talk to me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Fluttershy, and she was asking if she could climb in. I simply smiled in a friendly way and moved over about a foot or so, so that she could climb in. At first, I thought she cringed, (it being a hot tub and all), but almost immediately she relaxed her legs and wings and just smiled, “This is awfully comfy.” I nodded in agreement as the two of us relaxed. BUT, soon enough, my emotions started making themselves present in my thoughts again and….since Fluttershy showed me some affection/adoration, I figured it was only proper that I show her some, least of an equal value, so I inched closer to her, but far away enough for her to have some personal space, and whispered to her, “Ummmmm….F-....Fluttershy?” “Yes, Antonius?” Fluttershy kindly asked. I felt rather embarrassed as I paused. I could’ve told her that I love her, but I wasn’t sure whether the reaction would be positive or more along the lines like I was a….stalker, to a low degree at least. I could’ve instead ask if we could be PFFs, or BPFFs, (best pony friends forever), but thought that might sound a bit silly. However, I figured the latter would’ve been a safer reply so I politely, but shyly questioned, “Ummmmm…...C-....C-....Do you think we…...could be BPFFs….or least…..PFFs?” She of course, tilted her head and blinked, not entirely knowing what I meant at the end, so I added, “Best Pony friends forever or at least Pony Friends Forever?” She seemed to think for a moment before answering, smiling in quite a friendly manner, “Of course we can. After all, you saved me back there, offered me a ticket to the opera, and helped out with Angel once or twice.” I smiled at this, rather relieved but was still blushing and rather shy. Feeling rather nervous and stressed, I whispered, “Ummmmmm….would you like to know a bit of a s-s...s-....s-...secret?” If Pinkie Pie was here, I have a slight feeling she would’ve spoken the secret. Fluttershy blinked and nodded, “Sure, Antonius.” “I…..I…..I…….I l-...love you, F-...Fluttershy.” I softly told her as I began to climb out of the hot tub, noticing that she froze in place, no doubt astonished by what I told her. I left the hot tub, feeling guilty of shocking the sweet and tender, yet fragile Fluttershy. After I dried up, using my magic upon a towel, I chose to leave the spa silently, rather than stay and get my hooves done or receive a spinal massage. I’m rather positive that Applejack was somewhat dumbfounded by my sudden, soundless dismissal, and she questioned me upon it later that night.
Anyway, once I left the spa, I chose to trot towards the park once more, to just ‘relax’ or bask in the sun, but in depression either way. I didn’t feel like working much at the moment, nor did I have the desire to drown myself in food, drink, nor literature. So I simply trotted towards the park, found a clear space of grass and laid upon my side. Later that night, I had a short meal, (as in a smaller one in comparison to the usual dinner), reluctantly told Applejack as to why I left, which she herself took with some surprise, but she encouraged me to believe that maybe later on, love will blossom between me and Fluttershy. I wasn’t sure whether to believe it or not, considering the state I left Fluttershy in. So we said goodnight, and went to our separate beds. I in the barn, and she in the house. Though I hadn’t really done much bad, I felt quite rather like the only partly ‘mad’ scientist of literature known as Dr. Henry Jekyll. While I hadn’t changed into another creature nor personality, the Hyde effect was rather from my heart, and not my mind. I only considered it to be the Hyde portion of me, since it was AFTER Luna’s warnings that it felt wrong to let my love for Fluttershy take over. And now that I had let my emotions control me, (though they were of good feelings and desires), I had unleashed my Hyde and now I….as a whole…..must pay the price. “May Celestia have mercy” as Luna told me……
(End of part 14)
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Oct 31, 2013 11:28:00 GMT -5
I am utterly happy to say that I have finished "A Little Shy to Fluttershy". Here is part 15. Unfortunately, just as I figured, that night Luna checked up on me again, but I was rather hesitant to keep my dreams and thoughts off of Fluttershy, so I dreamt of Phantom of the Opera, but with Fluttershy as Christine as usual. When Princess Luna made herself present, my dream paused completely as my full attention was turned towards her, as my ears went sideways, or flat in other words, and I softly sighed and frowned. Try as I might, I would and couldn’t possibly lie to Luna, especially since I disobeyed her warning. Better to tell the truth now, then lie and contain the guilt. I don’t know if she noticed my melancholy tone, but she greeted me, as I bowed to her, and asked, “Have you been with Fluttershy, Antonius?” I nodded and she added, “Did you show or display any form of affection towards her?” This time, it was only my mind fighting itself, one portion said to lie but the majority of it said to tell the truth which I did, as I simply looked up at her, “.........I…...have.” I then lowered my head, just before which I saw her face turn to one of slight astonishment. “You do know I warned you, Antonius, and what I declared I’d do, though somewhat reluctantly, right?” She interrogated me, as I silently nodded. She looked at the dream scenery and sighed, “BUT, since it is nighttime, and I see you are trying to dream, I shall not tell my sister, until the morning, at least an hour after sunrise. Should give you time to have your last meal.” I sniffed and replied, “Th-...Th-....Thank you…...your highness.” She positioned a hoof gently on my shoulder, as if to encourage me, and told me, as I looked up at her, “You’re welcome, kind and honest subject. I’m sorry it had to come to this.” She then used her magic to make a handkerchief/tissue appear and wiped away the few tears that formed in my eyes, in a friendly way. “G-....Good night…….Princess Luna.” I sighed. “Good night, Antonius Thespis.” Luna smiled, though clearly with some depression or melancholy in her voice, at that point she disappeared from my dreams, as I went on with them. Though, to be honest, I only dreamt of one last thing before all the scenery became utter darkness, with me in it all…...alone. That one scene was rather the sequence of a song from the play “Jekyll & Hyde”. The song was “Once Upon a Dream”, with Fluttershy singing it as Emma, (Jekyll’s love in the play), with me playing as Jekyll. The lyrics that truly touched me were: When this all began, We knew there’d be…..a price. and: Was it never meant to be? Was it just, a dream? Could we begin again, Once upon a dream? Even though I was in love with Fluttershy, though I didn’t know what her feelings were towards me, since I left her in a state of shock/surprise, (which would make it a little more sense for me to sing it to a figure of her), the song was naturally to be sung by a female, hence why I made Fluttershy sing it to me. Either way, it just made me more depressed. I showed my true feelings to her, displayed my affection for her…….but all I get in return….far as I know…...is just being arrested, no doubt tried, and imprisonment, or exile. If there’s one thing I hope for...it’s that Fluttershy at least still likes me, as a friend. I don’t wish for her to hate nor dislike me. In fact, to get her respect again, I’d do anything for her. But I guess that wasn’t to be. Anyway, the rest of the dream was nothing but darkness, without a beam of light nor the outline of another pony. The next day, I woke upon the crack of dawn, as I felt the thin rays of sunlight creep through the barn’s cracks to my face, at which, (rather than lazily get up), I got up within the minute, and put on my hat, and ran into the house, to get a BIG breakfast. Of course, I wasn’t the only one up that early. Applejack was as well, to say the least. She helped me get a big meal, but noticed my hesitation and asked why, but for her sake I told her I couldn’t describe the reason. Anyway, that morning, I practically drowned myself in water, and almost choked on hay, since I was unsure whether my punishment should be imprisonment, which might provide some food, or exile, which will leave me abandoned practically, and left to fend for my own. By the end of it all, I had QUITE a plump belly, most of which was actually water. However, while I was pushing a bucket of apples towards the barn, (I was in front of the house), I watched as a carriage pulled up, (one that would be used for a Canterlot equine), and out of it stepped 2 royal guards, (unicorns of course), wearing armor. I sighed, stopping pushing the bucket and trotted up to them, before they could begin to search the whole of barn. As I walked up to them, they sternly glared at me, as one of them questioned, “Antonius Thespis?” “Yes…...that is I.” I replied. “You are wanted in Celestia’s Castle.” the 2nd informed me. I lowered my head and responded, “.....Take me away. No need to force me.” At that, they escorted me into the carriage, which was pulled by pegasi, as I sat next to one of them while another sat across from me. There was a 3rd next to that one, glaring at me. Once we were all inside and ‘comfy’, the carriage began to move. During the ride, the guard next to me asked, “It seems that you know why you are wanted in Celestia’s presence?” I nodded silently, as I looked out the window, as if recalling a sweet dream or memory. It took around an hour to get to Canterlot and to the castle, at which I and the two guards that escorted me to the carriage trotted inside, and up to Celestia’s throne room, as she sat upon it, smiling at the others but when she looked at me gave a rather firm or stern expression. Once the two guards informed Celestia I was present and the details of the trip, which were few since I didn’t even try to resist, Princess Celestia told them that they may leave. She then looked down at me and beckoned me come forward, which I obediently did, dropping to the floor after that, in a polite bow but clearly desperate. “You may rise…..’Antonius’.” She spoke to me, at which I stood on all fours but my legs were quivering, for fear of my life. She got off her throne and walked up to me, as she began to talk, after telling the other guards in her throne room that they leave and close the door, “My little sister, Luna, tells me that, though you look like a unicorn, you are not even a pony in the least.” I stayed silent until she encouraged me, vaguely, “You may speak.” “Indeed, I am not, Princess Celestia.” I answered. “In fact……*sigh*.......I’m from a different world or rather….quite possibly, universe.” Celestia blinked at this, as if she was unaware of other worlds being possible, but then asked me, “If you are from a different world, ‘Antonius’, then how is it you have known so much about Equestrian history?” I blinked this time and gulped, unsure of how to explain that in my world, they were the characters of a beloved TV series, (though hated by some). I mentally scratched the back of my head and whispered, “Well…….we kind of watch you, but NOT like spying. (Heck, I didn’t even know a realm like yours actually existed).” Celestia just stared at me, and raised an eyebrow as she instructed, “Explain yourself.” “Well….your highness. You equines have your own form of entertainment, such as…..THEATRE, the arts, all thanks to the dear, wise Princess Luna. Well, in my realm, we’ve essentially become more technologically advanced, (in other words, we’re using more machines, like those Flim Flam brothers). And well, one of our entertainments is simply watching certain things from the comfort of our homes, like sports, or films, or plays. But quite often…..shows.” Celestia nodded, but called forth her sister who came in when I mentioned her name, so that both of them could listen to me, which made me feel a bit uneasy, but she insisted, “Continue. What are you in your home world, if not a pony one bit?” “....Well, I’m a human.” I answered, with them staring blankly at me. “In regards to evolution or scientific terms, humans are similar to monkeys or primates. We tend to walk on two legs, have two arms, we can speak, (but we can’t really understand animals in our realm, outside of television). Essentially, we can practically do almost anything an Earth Pony in this realm can do, but there are differences in our techniques.” “These…..humans……..are they good?” Princess Luna asked. I thankfully kept myself from rolling my eyes as I spoke, “It depends on how you view life, or your status in life. Like carnivores, though not of nature, humans do tend to sometimes act upon urges of violence and aggression….like…...like King Sombra you could say. Some large groups tend to war/fight against each other, but more tragic than what Celestia went through when she fought against Queen Chrysalis.” At this I shyly eyed Princess Celestia, who was blushing. “To put it short, the fight that some humans partake in against each other tends to be permanent, the result that is for the one that *clears throat* loses. You don’t want to know.” “It seems rather odd how your kind has made such wonderful tales, as I’ve seen from your dreams, yet they are so violent and…..” Luna began, trying to think of a word. “Discordant and uncooperative?” I asked, which she nodded to. I just shrugged, “I often doubt there’s a chance of any alliance or let alone friendship occurring between ALL nations, or large groups of humans that live under individual governments, some of which essentially have the same setup as Equestria here, what with a castle, and a princess, to say the lea-.” “I think you’ve said enough, ‘Antonius’.” Celestia advised. “Given that you’re from another world, and are not truly a pony in that world, (and that your home world is quite in chaos, despite, as my little said, it creating wonderful works of art), I suggest it’d be best that you don’t give us any more info.” I nodded my head and bowed, “My apologies, your majesty.” “Though you have shown good, and have clearly helped out with some things in Ponyville, to say the least, since you are of a different, violent world and kind, I regret to tell you that it’s best if you are punished, especially with the info you’ve given us.” “In what way?” I asked, gulping in fear. “Mortal imprisonment? Exile?” Celestia thought for a moment but then Luna whispered something to her at which Celestia looked at me and asked, “Tell me, how did you get to Equestria from your realm, and when?” “Well…..in my home world, I was just in the middle of a park, wondering what the heck to do with my life, since I essentially finished my education. All of a sudden, I blacked out, or passed out, and woke up in Twilight’s room. She assumed that her magic might’ve brought me here, so I guess that could be the reason.” I explained, sweating like I was in the desert. Celestia nodded, understanding what might’ve happened but smiled a little, “Well, my faithful student Twilight Sparkle, is rather strong in her magic skills. Anyway, since magic brought you here, I shall give you two options, since I’ve seen what Discord AND Queen Chrysalis can do.” “And those are….?” I questioned, QUITE tense and anxious to know. Celestia then declared, “You may either choose to be sent back to your homeworld, remembering all you saw, but you will become a human, since that is what you were….” She then looked down to her right at Luna, who continued, “OR, you may stay in Equestria, as you are, but, through our magic, you’ll forget everything from your homeworld. Once your memory’s gone, but you’re ‘reoriented’ to Equestria, you may converse with the other ponies, and live a...hopefully happy life.” I used my magic to tug at the front of my jacket, and to fan myself with my Stetson, and replied, “W-..W-...W-....WOW...Th-...Th-...This is just all….so….so...difficult.” Celestia raised an eyebrow, but nodded and was about to say something, but then noticed the time and told me that it was just around lunch time and invited me to a meal with her, which I MORE than willingly accepted. Believe me, the feast, though merely lunch was BOUNTIFUL, is all I can say. It was simply just a large amount of hay, fruits, vegetables, water, and maybe a little cider. Anyway, after lunch, Celestia told me to meet her back in the throne room. Luna told me that she herself had to get some sleep, so she could help with her subjects in their dreams, but just before she left to her chambers she whispered to me, smiling, “Good luck, Antonius.” I couldn’t help but blush and smile back. Once Celestia was comfy upon her throne and we were alone inside the room, Celestia spoke to me, in a kind voice, “I understand why it is rather difficult, especially since you seem to find Fluttershy as your special somepony, but if your world is that different from ours, we can’t risk anything bad occurring. I’m sorry, but it’s just the way it is.” I looked down for quite a while, and finally eyed Celestia, bowing before her, “Could I at least have until dinner or dusk to decide?” She thought for a moment, sternly looking at me once or twice, trotted around the room and then stood before me, and nodded, “You may, but I expect that by dinner, you report back to me, in the dining hall. Until then, DON’T leave Canterlot.” I sighed with some relief and politely, but not desperately bowed before her, taking off my hat, “Oh, thank you, sweet Princess Celestia. And should I fail to tell you by dinner?” “Then I will tell my sister to ask you in your dreams. I’ll show you to your quarters.” Princess Celestia answered, as she lead me through the corridors to the bedroom that Rarity stayed in the time she met Fancy Pants. After seeing the bedroom and thanking Celestia for her generosity, she allowed me to leave the castle, so that I may ponder upon my choice. Most of the time I trotted along the roads and streets of Canterlot, spending most of my time outside of the very theater I spectated the opera at. Whenever I thought of the opera, I pondered upon the possibility of these ponies performing at least Phantom of the Opera, since I find, they probably wouldn’t be willing to do a Jekyll & Hyde play. But for the most part, I just fought myself over what decision to make. Shall I choose to stay here in Equestria, (a world that I loved in my homeworld, but never knew the true existence of), and live the rest of my days as a unicorn, with perhaps eventually lots of friends who trust me to say the least, and maybe a family and a well-paying occupation, BUT lose the memory of practically everything up to now, including the knowledge of how Fluttershy, and the others act. OR, shall I reluctantly, for possibly the better sake of Equestria, leave this near-heavenly realm, and return to my own, as a human, but most likely be found as a lunatic, should I end up telling anyone about my experience. Be among my own kind, but considered an outcast among them, just for remembering a sweet dream that is real, OR live in the dream for the rest of my days but forget essentially everything? *sigh* It’s such…..urgh….a HEADACHE! For several hours, I wandered the streets in this manner, until I figured that if I chose to be here, despite forgetting everything up to now, (or least everything from my homeworld), I would be FREE and able to do what I want, while in my homeworld, I would most likely be imprisoned or sent to a rehabilitation center or mental hospital. I didn’t want that, not want bit. So, with the sun starting to set, I galloped through Canterlot, up to the castle and knocked on the door, at which a guard answered the door, and informed Celestia of my return. Thankfully, she let me in and just in time for supper. Once again, we had a large feast, after which, while we were both in my quarters, I informed her, with a bow, “Princess Celestia, your majesty, I have decided that I’d prefer to stay here.” “Very well, Antonius, I shall call forth my sister and tomorrow, we will do what we can.” she smiled kindly, but with some regret. “BUT….but, your highness, I would like one condition before you and your sister do so.” I shyly spoke up. “What is it?” Celestia asked, raising an eyebrow. “I’d like to…..honestly…..write down what’s happened to me up to least this point, though I’ll probably need a lot of parchment. And a lot of time. eh-heh I’m being sincere here.” Celestia tilted her head, as she questioned, “How honest?” Immediately, without a stutter, I replied, “Cross my heart. Hope to fly. Stick a cupcake in my eye.” “How long will you need?” she questioned. “No more than 5 days, hopefully 7 at most.” I assumed. “But this is merely a prediction.” “Very well. You may write up your story, but I’ll keep it hidden away, separate from the elements of harmony.” she nodded her head, but then noticed I was nervous about something. “....What’s wrong?” “ummmmmm…….may I write up the story in Ponyville? I PROMISE I won’t converse with Fluttershy. I’ll write it up in the barn at Apple Acres, (which is where I’ve been sleeping), or in the park.” I declared. This time, Celestia trotted around the room several times before looking at me, and nodding her head but responded firmly, “You may, but you must finish in 5 days, and don’t converse with Fluttershy. On the morrow, I shall send you off, back to Ponyville with surely more than enough scrolls or parchment than you’ll need for your story.” I sighed with relief and some happiness as I bowed before her and actually kissed her two front hooves, “Oh, THANK YOU, Celestia. How shall I send the writing to you though?” Celestia thought for a moment, but then answered somewhat kindly, “To prevent any risks getting involved, simply deliver it by mail pony, rather than asking Spike.” “Oh, you mean to simply ask a pegasus like…..Derpy...to mail them to you?” I asked, smiling a little. She nodded her head. I bowed once more, and promised, “I shall do as so, but only when it’s finished. After all, I have very little coinage on me, but you don’t need to give me any coins, your majesty.” That night, I slept in the quarters, as the two of us said good-night to each other. To be honest, it was quite a decent dream, but not the best. During it, however, Luna was with me at times, and I actually explained to her some of the plays, mainly the plots and characters, should she wish to make them performances in Equestria. She was rather interested in them, but mostly Phantom, which honestly is my favorite as well. Anyway, once I awoke and had breakfast, with both princesses, I was escorted, by guard, to the same carriage used the other day, for a ride to Ponyville. When I got there, we landed in the park, thankfully, at which I took my parchment, quill, and ink cartridge and at once went to a relaxing, calm, portion of the park, while the carriage flew off, and began to write. For several days I wrote upon this, only stopping to either stretch, work a little, (though only at Apple Acres), or eat and sleep. And of course I slept in the barn at Apple Acres, and of course Luna and I chatted a little during my dreams. Applejack did at least once ask what happened at Canterlot, but I insisted I couldn’t tell her, for her sake. Thankfully, she didn’t ask often. Once or twice I saw Fluttershy in the park, but I tried my best to avoid her. However, I could’ve sworn that at one moment, she smiled at me a little, as if….to show she still liked me. Anyway, it is near dusk of the 5th day, and this is the last portion of my tale, but thankfully not the last so I best go to Derpy, who is here in the park, having a picnic it seems, but no doubt composed mainly of muffins. Although, as I finish this autobiography, I can’t help but feel…..that I could’ve done something else…..something more. Oh well. (The end.)
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 7, 2013 11:03:38 GMT -5
Well, it turns out that the, or a, reason my brother tended to attempt suicide was that he apparently has clinical depression, [makes sense considering all the tension that occurs at the apartment]. The factors to this were: - Having to deal with our two nephews, (who used his TV and his xbox, depleting his amount of personal space and property) - Having to deal with hearing my mom and the guy we live with argue - how sometimes I would degrade him but not in a constant, teasing way, like a school bully, more like bcuz I just didn't like how he didn't do much around the house, aside from gaming on Xbox or PC (Well that and he has a laptop he doesn't use but could fix/clean out if he took it to a local electronics store).
Aside from the suicide attempts, none of these factors were shown. Most of the time, he would just complain/whine if mom didn't give him what he wanted, (mainly hanging out with his girlfriend, at the apartment). Mom's picking him up and bringing him home today.
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 9, 2013 0:05:07 GMT -5
I actually have some good news, (imo, VERY Good news), today. Many of you are aware of how I'd LOOOOOOOOOOOVE to go back to Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida for even 3-4 days, (and if you don't just look at the first few/3 pages of this thread). To be honest, I cherish the time I had there so bloody much, that, despite all the other possible destinations I could visit, [such as Germany, France, or Spain, which my school does at times offer], I often/actually think or feel that, in regards to vacations, there is no other place on the world I'd rather go to than Disney World, since for once for as long as I can distinctly recall since I became serious and pessimistic, (I did have a great trip to a BIG museum in Philly a few years b4 my demeanor darkened), I was ACTUALLY.....HAPPY. Not happy like I watched a comedy show on TV or saw one live, but happy and optimistic because of mere EXCITEMENT and anxiety. And I was like that for about 4 days, since that's how long we were there. Anyway, the good news is that the younger of my two older sisters, (who has two young daughters of her own, the oldest being 3), told me today about how the place she works at offers discounts for trips to a LOT of locations. Heck on her oldest daughter's b-day this yr, she used the discount to see Disney On Ice in Hershey, (this season they were focusing on holidays rather than films of a certain similarity), but when she mentioned about a discount trip to Disney World being possible, we started to chat a bit, [during which I showed her some Disney-related videos AND what Port Orleans French Quarter looked like, {it looks like New Orleans, btw, (I felt like I was in Princess and the Frog a little when I was there)}], and connected distinctly no doubt, (which, aside from my mom and dad, I don't tend to do with the family). Anyway, when I asked her if, when she and her boyfriend were able to pay for the four of them to go on a trip, that I could come along and she simply said, to put it short, yeah. *smiles widely like Pinkie Pie* Several times, while we were looking a some Disney-related things, [mostly 1 vid listing a person's top 10 Scariest Disney Moments and a 2 image searches], I told her that even if the discount was for 3 days and 2 nights, I wouldn't care one bloody, cellular/microscopic bit. (Yeah, I want to return THAT badly). Since she couldn't find a list on the website of the corp. she worked for, we, or she, decided that she could return tomorrow, if she printed out the list herself while at work. Whether or not she has the paper with her, I am just sooooooooooo FREAKIN' STOKED To know that I might be able to go to Disney World again within 3 years of when I first went, (which was Feb. 2012). She said that the lowest prices for WDW occur during usually Fall-Winter bcuz of school, (as opposed to Summer). Honestly, whether we go during Winter or Spring, (or even the week I have a performance or midterm or major test/project due at school), IDC (I DON'T CARE)! Now, my mom used to say often/sometimes that we got the 1st trip to WDW because we, least she and I, prayed for it to happen, so she suggested that we pray often for us to have the funds to do it again. (We're Christians by, least she is). To be honest, even though for a while, it felt like WDW would never happen and it did, I honestly wasn't entirely a believer, therefore doubted that praying would help. HOWEVER, for least the last month at most, (least once every two weeks), my mom and I prayed for it to happen, [well that and to help mom decide whether we should continue living here and deal with the former convict's crap, or move back to Eastern], and, idk whether or not what my sister told me was the Lord's answer to our prayers, but whether or not it is, it honest-to-God made me believe in the power of prayers or His power. In fact, after just finishing a shower minutes ago, I was so anxious and joyful of the possibility of returning there, [to my paradise on Earth], that I actually prayed to Him that he might make it possible for the trip to happen by the end of the school year, or by mid-May. Heck, during the prayer, I even cried a little, (idk whether they were of sadness/desperation, or happiness/joy/anxiety). To put it short, my emotion at Disney World was the same as Jack Skellington's during his song, "What's This?", and once again, despite how long it's been since Disney World, my feelings are returning back to that state, and, despite how much I choose not to show optimism publicly, McDonalds'.* In other news, there's a very high chance that we'll be moving back to the previous school district b4 November is up, [or at least b4 Fall ends], and, while I'm rather annoyed by it, I don't care. Because, if we continue to live here, the person we live with will make my mom his f*ckin' slave/pet, bcuz, according to least the mental ward my mom picked my brother up from, she has to keep an eye on him until they assume is best, (and they don't know how long she has to do so), which means she can't go to school nor go to work). The other reason y I don't care is pretty much listed above. Also, apparently, there's a very high chance I have autism. (Honest-2-God). My mom, thanks to the same older sister, learned of some symptoms/factors of autism least one type and some of them fit me, (high IQ, isolation, sensitivity to noise and textures/touch, short temper). I'll have a screening in January to see if I do, but after going over some info on Autism that my sister brought over today, it's obvious I have it but honestly, I don't entirely care much about the fact I have it. Anyway, wish us luck that we may be able to go 2 WDW by May or Mid-May, (I would actually find it amazing if it was about 2 years from the 1st time, when we go <3 <3 <3). *"I'm lovin it." Get it? XD P.S. Due to my anxiety from learning about that, I was singing several songs from Disney while taking a shower up until praying, ("Grim Grinning Ghosts" from Haunted Mansion, "Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah" from Song of the South or Splash Mt, and "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" from....well u don't need any info on what that's from). I'm just SO freakin' stoked, and THIS time, my choice of photo-ops and merchandise will NOT be limited unlike last time where my pure focus for those were on Lion King, since I was a fanatic or huge fan of it at the time. I'm still a fan, but it's not the only part of Disney that I like, (also, it did waste some of the time there the 1st trip).
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 20, 2013 11:07:06 GMT -5
I've got some news. Not necessarily bad, but nor necessarily good either, (it's so-so). Since my character in the Christmas Carol has one line and I only have to be onstage essentially two times, (once as background, the 2nd as my character), I decided to audition for the same theater's next play, "And Then There Were None", (based on a written work by British mystery author Agatha Christie), but the character list is FAR shorter than Christmas Carol, (about 11 characters in ATTWN), and I am not one of the characters. Since I'd prefer to just be a cast member and not part of the costumes, props, or whatever, I am not gonna be a part of that play. It's a little disappointing since I wouldn't mind acting in a play based on a mystery writer's work, (I've never read her work, but I saw the Doctor Who episode with her in it, and read several Sherlock Holmes tales). BUT, it's somewhat good, because it gives me some time after the Christmas Carol, [and during the weeks between now and our performances], to just relax and perhaps chat with you pups, (or play 360 ^^; ). About the next play I might audition for at the theater that I know of very well is Shrek, but I think I'd end up going for Lord Farquad, [or the magic mirror], rather than Shrek, just because of personality. (LF tends to be serious more often than Shrek imo, and a taller, older guy will most likely be Shrek.)
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Post by Belchic on Nov 20, 2013 11:41:42 GMT -5
You and bab are so lucky that you get to be in plays all the time. Too bad I don't have the kind of time to do that.
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Dec 3, 2013 12:35:29 GMT -5
Well, the performances of the play are this Friday-Sunday, (with Friday and Saturday being at 7:30 for the show, but I have to be there at 6 and Sunday's show at 3 but I have to be there at 1:30), as well as next Thursday-Sunday, [Thursday having the same time as Friday and Saturday]. HOWEVER, due to a field trip my acting class, (as well as the other two acting classes of the semester), is having to New York City, [specifically the East Village area], I won't be able to perform next Friday, since we'll be gone from 7am, (departure), to 9pm, (estimated time of arrival/return). The trip, specifically is to see a private show by an official improv group by the name of The Upright Citizens Brigade, (members of which are famous people and have been on SNL before like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler), and then we get to work with the group, followed by a Q&A with them. After that, (to add more bang for the buck as my teacher said), we're walking several blocks away from the show location to a private acting class. (If it wasn't for the acting class, I'd probably be back by around 6pm).
While at first, (last Monday/Tuesday that is), the main director of the show didn't like how I told him about it ~2 weeks from showtime, (it took my teacher over a month to make the details for when, what, and where firm and permanent/certain), last night he said that someone at the theater, [who is in the background of Act 1 Scene 2, {AND did the Candy Man in the previous play "Willy Wonka"}], could substitute for me as d**k Wilkins on Friday the 13th of this month. All I have to essentially teach him is the dance we're doing, which I think is along the lines of an Irish/Scottish jig. *shrugs* Here's hoping he learns it well enough to actually perform the dance before our last rehearsal for the show, (which I think is either this Thursday or sometime between this coming Sunday and next Thursday).
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Jan 5, 2014 19:26:20 GMT -5
Well, unfortunately, due to my brother's lack of cooperation and concern for his well-being, I have to start getting off electronics, (my iPod, the 360, and the PC), about an hour before bedtime). So on school nights, that'd b 8. As for Friday and Saturday, idk, maybe 11. The reason being is that my brother in the past 2-3 months has had a HUGE truancy rate and he's got some mental issues. So, to make sure that he goes to sleep when he has to and has energy when he wakes, he and I are to get off electronics, (except TV and radio I guess), 1 hour before bed. *in a sarcastic tone* Yaaaay. F*cking lazy icehole. (reference to Whose Line).
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jan 5, 2014 20:33:55 GMT -5
One may say that this is wrong that you have to get off of Electronics as well as it sounds unfair to you, but give it some heavy thought and you'll see that this will help you in the long run.
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Post by babclayman on Jan 6, 2014 5:56:43 GMT -5
Oh Dear, Your Brother is still having issues with Electronics?
Did he skip too many School days too? =s
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Jan 6, 2014 6:31:55 GMT -5
He's a stubborn, retarded, careless, lazy Ice-hole. And also, even moms getting sick and tired of it. He's gonna have a trial on Jan 16, but I heard her say today, that she'll actually call the judge to kick him out of the house.
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Jan 19, 2014 18:25:55 GMT -5
Well, I just saw "Saving Mr. Banks" with my dad today. To be honest, I rather liked it. Pretty decent film. It certainly showed me least one thing. Making a film/play based on the stories of a dead author, easy. Making such a thing based on the stories of a living author.....good luck. Anyway, around half of the time during the film, I just couldn't help but think of when I went to DisneyWorld, (especially when the setting was Disneyland), in 2012.
*sighs* Funny how that trip merely cost around $4,000 for 4 days/3 nights, in the Port Orleans French Quarter resort/hotel in the last week of February, when using AAA to plan it, for four ppl, (two teens and two adults). 2b honest, if I were able to go back there, even for 3 days and 2 nights, I don't care what time of year it is, (heck I'd be willing to go down there during hurricane season), or how crowded the park is, I'd go down there and ACTUALLY cherish my time down there, (I feel I didn't exactly cherish it bcuz I was too focused on certain things when it came to what I wanna see/do or buy, and who I take a photo with, {in short I was obsessed with Lion King at the time}), because it's not like I could possibly go down there once every 5-10 years so easily. That place.....was my PARADISE.
Although, if I was the one with the money to go down there, rather than my mom or her friend, (the guy we went down with), I'd rather use it on a trip of practically the same format, or least 3 days, with my dad, his friend, my brother and I. The reason being is bcuz in around '03, my mom claims she and dad had enough money to go to WDW for like idk a wk or so, and she asked him to take a week of golf off from '04 so we could go and she claims he refused. For a while I disliked him for that reason, so I feel that offering him the chance to go to WDW for even 3 days is sort of my way as showing I forgive him, either for that refusal or for partly/indirectly causing us to move to our current county, (whether or not what mom said about that is true in the least).
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Apr 24, 2014 10:28:16 GMT -5
Apparently, on the week of May 5th, my school is having something called "Wish Week", where students pay $1 per entry 'ticket' for this raffle. On the ticket, you a write a wish you want to come true, and if your name is pulled, it allegedly will. I'm thinking of doing it but I doubt, even if pulled, mine wouldn't occur. Y? Bcuz I'd wish for like $3000-$4000 for a trip to Disney World for 3 days through AAA. Like the school would give me any more than $200-$500, even on a check. This event, (which occurs through the week), is likely based on the Make-A-Wish Foundation.
P.S. apparently, I have a bit of a savings account already from years ago where, if I read 10 books, I get $10 put Into a bank account at Metro Bank. As of now, that account has just over 200 and I'll be allowed to manage it when I'm 18. Interest rate is of course, low. In personal cash I have about $125.
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