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Chapter 8
Where: Firing Range (aka Sub-Level 6), Bunker A, Tenpony Tower 1

“No, dear. Aim for the neck,” Says Ocean. I reload the shotgun, aim, and fire. The slug hits the Manticore picture square in the neck.

“Yes!” I say, almost shouting. Ocean puts a leg around me, and kisses the top of my head as I remove the cartridge.

“Nicely done sweetheart,” she says. “One more hour and I’ll treat you to some carrot cake for dinner, and your choice of dessert,” she adds with a smile.

“I love you Ocean,” I tell her. I lean over and kiss her. When we break I smile.

“Okay, next is your choice,” she says. I open my mouth to reply but she smiles and shakes her head. “No, not yet sweetie. You have the choice of Combat or Stealth.”

“Fine, Stealth,” I say. She smiles, then starts laughing. “What? Do I have something on my face?”

“No honey. You face is just as ador -” I glance at her as I put the shotgun away. She corrects herself, “Sorry, handsome as ever. It’s just that we’re almost done with stealth , but we’ve barely touched combat. At this rate we’ll be done with stealth and you’re already stealthier then I am.”

“Fair point. Hey, race ya to the course,” I say, turning.

“Oh, you’re on!” she says, galloping to the stairs. I chase after her. We race up the stairs and when we get to the garage she disappears.

Oh, so we’re starting in here? Cool. Nice starting point.

I slow to a walk and look around. She’s hiding behind something. I walk toward the rubble near the Armored Chariots. I’m about halfway there when a pony lands on my back. I hit the floor hard and the side of my face is pressed into the concrete by a hoof. The hoof lets up and Ocean whispers in my ear.

“Score one Ocean zero Fire Fall,” she says, “Time left, thirty minutes.”

“Huh? we’ve only been training for ten minutes,” I say. Then it hits me. I nod. She smiles.

“Thirty minutes to cake darling,” she says.

“You know, I have a friend upstairs. He owns a room in Tower Two. Maybe I could ask him to let us use the room later. He only uses it in the summer. Fully stocked fridge, nice place,” I tell her. She perks up.

“Then training’s over for today. Let’s go talk to your friend and get you that cake,” she says. “After dinner maybe I’ll give you a massage.”

I get up and kiss her. We trot toward the stairs leading up. We go about ten floors and I stop.

“Uh, Ocean? This buck doesn’t really trust Military types,” I say.

“So you want me to wait here?” she asks.

“What? No! I was gonna tell him you’re my bodyguard,” I tell her.

“Oh, okay,” she says, “You’re so clever hun.” I smile and lead her to the mail shop.

“Hey! Firerain!” I call, looking around the shop. The light blonde coated Pegasus pops his head up at the sound of his name.

“Well, well. If it ain’t Fire Fall,” he says. “Ah ain’t seen ya’ll in a long while.”

“Yes, I know right?” I say, “So, anything for me?”

“Yeah, a whole mess of stuff,” he says. He gives me a large bag of mail and notices Ocean. “Who’s the mare? And what’s with her fancy get-up?” he asks.

“Name’s Ocean River, sir,” she says, nodding in respect.

“She’s my bodyguard,” I tell him.

“Oh ho! Got yerself a female bodyguard eh?” He says. “Although, Ah highly doubt ya’ll came by just to get the mail. What can Ah do fer ya?”

“Could Ocean and I use your apartment for tonight?” I ask. He brushes a bit of his brown-and-purple mane out of his face with a bandaged hoof.

“Okay, what’s up Fire Fall?” he asks. Crap. I look at Ocean, who smiles, trots up and kisses the top of my head. Fire’s eyes widen. “Okay, now Ah know somethin’s up,” he says

“She’s my marefriend, and my trainer in the militia,” I admit, “So, can we use your place or not?”

“Of course!” he says, giving me the key, “Just try not to make too much of a mess ‘kay buddy?”

“Of course,” I say, “When have I ever done you wrong?”

“Ya’ll want that list in chronological or spatial order?” he asks with a laugh. I roll my eyes and pick up the bag with my magic. I’m just leaving when Fire calls out my name, “Hey! Fire Fall!” I turn around. “Take good care o’ that one ‘kay?” I nod. “Also, feel free to use the room at any time ‘kay pal?”

“Of course. Thank you Fire,” I say. Turning to Ocean I add, “Come on Ocean, you have yet to get me that cake.”

“It was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Fire,” says Ocean.

“Same here young’un,” Fire says.

We stop at the liquor shop and buy a bottle of apple whiskey just for the hell of it. We get to the apartment and Ocean puts the whiskey in the cupboard. She floats the ingredients for carrot cake out of the fridge. The result is the most unappetizing looking, yet delicious, mess of a cake I’d ever seen. We walk to the bedroom and, when we get there, Ocean gives me the best massage I’ve ever gotten. It was so good in fact that I was half asleep when I feel her turn me over. I send a prayer to the Goddesses and enjoy the rest of the night. After all is said and done I have the best three hours sleep in my life. I wake up to find Ocean standing in the doorway of the connected bathroom.

“Oh, honey, you’re awake,” she says, “I was about to take a shower and then go make breakfast. Wanna help?”

“With breakfast or the shower?” I ask. She smiles.

“Take one of each,” she says teasingly. I bolt out of bed and follow her into the bathroom. Best. Night. Ever. Part two. Hell yeah.

Description
Chapter 8
Where: Firing Range (aka Sub-Level 6), Bunker A, Tenpony Tower 1

“No, dear. Aim for the neck,” Says Ocean. I reload the shotgun, aim, and fire. The slug hits the Manticore picture square in the neck.

“Yes!” I say, almost shouting. Ocean puts a leg around me, and kisses the top of my head as I remove the cartridge.

“Nicely done sweetheart,” she says. “One more hour and I’ll treat you to some carrot cake for dinner, and your choice of dessert,” she adds with a smile.

“I love you Ocean,” I tell her. I lean over and kiss her. When we break I smile.

“Okay, next is your choice,” she says. I open my mouth to reply but she smiles and shakes her head. “No, not yet sweetie. You have the choice of Combat or Stealth.”

“Fine, Stealth,” I say. She smiles, then starts laughing. “What? Do I have something on my face?”

“No honey. You face is just as ador -” I glance at her as I put the shotgun away. She corrects herself, “Sorry, handsome as ever. It’s just that we’re almost done with stealth , but we’ve barely touched combat. At this rate we’ll be done with stealth and you’re already stealthier then I am.”

“Fair point. Hey, race ya to the course,” I say, turning.

“Oh, you’re on!” she says, galloping to the stairs. I chase after her. We race up the stairs and when we get to the garage she disappears.

Oh, so we’re starting in here? Cool. Nice starting point.

I slow to a walk and look around. She’s hiding behind something. I walk toward the rubble near the Armored Chariots. I’m about halfway there when a pony lands on my back. I hit the floor hard and the side of my face is pressed into the concrete by a hoof. The hoof lets up and Ocean whispers in my ear.

“Score one Ocean zero Fire Fall,” she says, “Time left, thirty minutes.”

“Huh? we’ve only been training for ten minutes,” I say. Then it hits me. I nod. She smiles.

“Thirty minutes to cake darling,” she says.

“You know, I have a friend upstairs. He owns a room in Tower Two. Maybe I could ask him to let us use the room later. He only uses it in the summer. Fully stocked fridge, nice place,” I tell her. She perks up.

“Then training’s over for today. Let’s go talk to your friend and get you that cake,” she says. “After dinner maybe I’ll give you a massage.”

I get up and kiss her. We trot toward the stairs leading up. We go about ten floors and I stop.

“Uh, Ocean? This buck doesn’t really trust Military types,” I say.

“So you want me to wait here?” she asks.

“What? No! I was gonna tell him you’re my bodyguard,” I tell her.

“Oh, okay,” she says, “You’re so clever hun.” I smile and lead her to the mail shop.

“Hey! Firerain!” I call, looking around the shop. The light blonde coated Pegasus pops his head up at the sound of his name.

“Well, well. If it ain’t Fire Fall,” he says. “Ah ain’t seen ya’ll in a long while.”

“Yes, I know right?” I say, “So, anything for me?”

“Yeah, a whole mess of stuff,” he says. He gives me a large bag of mail and notices Ocean. “Who’s the mare? And what’s with her fancy get-up?” he asks.

“Name’s Ocean River, sir,” she says, nodding in respect.

“She’s my bodyguard,” I tell him.

“Oh ho! Got yerself a female bodyguard eh?” He says. “Although, Ah highly doubt ya’ll came by just to get the mail. What can Ah do fer ya?”

“Could Ocean and I use your apartment for tonight?” I ask. He brushes a bit of his brown-and-purple mane out of his face with a bandaged hoof.

“Okay, what’s up Fire Fall?” he asks. Crap. I look at Ocean, who smiles, trots up and kisses the top of my head. Fire’s eyes widen. “Okay, now Ah know somethin’s up,” he says

“She’s my marefriend, and my trainer in the militia,” I admit, “So, can we use your place or not?”

“Of course!” he says, giving me the key, “Just try not to make too much of a mess ‘kay buddy?”

“Of course,” I say, “When have I ever done you wrong?”

“Ya’ll want that list in chronological or spatial order?” he asks with a laugh. I roll my eyes and pick up the bag with my magic. I’m just leaving when Fire calls out my name, “Hey! Fire Fall!” I turn around. “Take good care o’ that one ‘kay?” I nod. “Also, feel free to use the room at any time ‘kay pal?”

“Of course. Thank you Fire,” I say. Turning to Ocean I add, “Come on Ocean, you have yet to get me that cake.”

“It was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Fire,” says Ocean.

“Same here young’un,” Fire says.

We stop at the liquor shop and buy a bottle of apple whiskey just for the hell of it. We get to the apartment and Ocean puts the whiskey in the cupboard. She floats the ingredients for carrot cake out of the fridge. The result is the most unappetizing looking, yet delicious, mess of a cake I’d ever seen. We walk to the bedroom and, when we get there, Ocean gives me the best massage I’ve ever gotten. It was so good in fact that I was half asleep when I feel her turn me over. I send a prayer to the Goddesses and enjoy the rest of the night. After all is said and done I have the best three hours sleep in my life. I wake up to find Ocean standing in the doorway of the connected bathroom.

“Oh, honey, you’re awake,” she says, “I was about to take a shower and then go make breakfast. Wanna help?”

“With breakfast or the shower?” I ask. She smiles.

“Take one of each,” she says teasingly. I bolt out of bed and follow her into the bathroom. Best. Night. Ever. Part two. Hell yeah.