I was beset by two skilled opponents. They blocked every attack, anticipated every move. I was on the ropes, the credits were about to roll. They prepped the finishing blow.
"You seriously have never had a girlfriend before?" Sorbet asked, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly. Éclair was leaning in while chewing on some hardtack.
"Yeah, I haven't. Why is this a big deal for you?" I asked.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty four," I answered.
"Hell son, ponies have married and had their first foal by now. The rest are either dead or not of an applicable orientation. You're not..."
"I like the ladies."
"Figured, but sometimes it's hard to tell."
"Well how about it then, why haven't you had a significant other?" Éclair jumped in the conversation.
"I guess I never really looked."
"That is not an acceptable answer!" She was yelling at me now. "Mares should be throwing themselves at you like your Corn the Barbarian!"
"Éclair! You're much too young to be reading that sort of thing," Sorbet jumped in.
"C'mon mum, its classic literature!" Éclair pouted.
"Everything is classic literature!" Sorbet shot back. I took this chance to break away from the conversation. I looked over the map. Judging from the distance we had covered, we were less than a day to Summer Sunset isle. I was hoping it was those dots in the horizon.
"Hey, Riptide? I see something coming up from behind us." Sorbet was pointing of the aft end of The Poseidon. A flashing light aboard a vessel was catching up to us.
"Signal back. Maybe we can pawn off some of this swag," I said, gesturing to our collection of loot. Sorbet lifted her PipBuck into the air and began signaling back with its lamp function. I slid my cloak on over my tail. Just because I'm on the radio doesn't make it safe to expose myself. The vessel changed course to bring itself alongside us.
The familiar PRINCESS stencil came into view. It was Ghost's yacht. The leather bound mare stood atop the cabin as it matched out pace.
"I had figured it was you," Ghost said, hopping down to the main deck. "You look like you're doing well for yourself." She was eyeing me with her goggled piercing gaze.
"More along the lines of being a trouble magnet. What are you doing in this neck of the waves?" I asked. I think I saw a smile under her garments.
"I'm on my way back from fairy hunting," She stated simply. Éclair bounded up past me with stars in her eyes.
"You hunt fairies?! Did you catch one? What do they look like? What are they!?" she spouted out. Ghost stepped back a little at the little filly's barrage of questions.
"Yes, I did find one actually," she said. Éclair made a noise that could only be described as a squee. Ghost reached into a bag and pulled out- OH SHIT! I shoved Éclair to the side like a rag doll.
"Garden of the Flutter Ponies: 2 Return to Castle Midnight! Intact! Oh my goddesses and the great spirits from beyond, you are a gift from the heavens," I exclaimed. I couldn't believe it was actually there! In front of me just waiting to be watched.
"I thought that the little one would be more excited," Ghost mused. Éclair stood herself back up.
"What's that?"
"What's that!? Why that's the greatest animated film ever to come out before the war! The Magnum Opus of Doo Doodles!"
"What's Doo Doodles?"
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Fallout Equestria: Dark Shores
FanfictionWhen balefire and death rained from the skies, many took sanctuary in the giant underground shelters known as Stables. However, those who could not make it to one of the many Stables set sail for the Summer Sunset Islands. They hoped that the touris...
