“So just to make sure,” Kiwi said, raising a hoof to point at him, “You got all your stuff out of the bathroom?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Funny snapped, stopping in his tracks. “I have moved out and back to my parents house.”
Kiwi looked back at him with a frown. Funny didn’t budge, instead sitting down in the road. A few towns ponies turned to see the commotion, but, on seeing his disgruntled face, moved on with their own business.
“Why are you so pissy?” Kiwi walked back to stand in front of him.
“You really should see a doctor about all those freckles.” Funny mumbled, poking at the legs before him. “You could be really sick and not know it.”
“Your ‘girlfriend’,” he air quoted the word, “Won’t be happy if you die.”
“That is, if you didn’t just make her up.” Funny paused to rub his chin. “Though, if she was, then she wouldn’t exist anymore…”
“Bones!” Kiwi stomped his hoof.
Funny looked up into Kiwi’s scrunched face.
“We talked about this. Heck, I t was your idea to stay at your parents house while the girls were here.”
“Cause you said you’d sleep in the workshop.” Funny pouted.
“Because I would. Happily!”
Funny scowled and crossed his fore legs. “But that would mean these ‘girls’ would share and I’d have your room. No way am I kicking you out of your own bed. Besides, if this mare exists, then you should want to cuddle up at night anyway.”
Funny waggled his brows as Kiwi slowly turned red. Well, as red as a green pony can.
“Well, what do you know? I thought it was Nightmare Night season, not Hearthswarming.”
“Bones, please just stand up and come with me to the station before we’re late.”
“To meet the imaginary girlfriend.” Funny mumbled, rising and followed his friend.
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