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Savages! Not Like Me (Comet Tail POV) Short Story #3
"YOOO! SHY!" Comet Tail yelled at Valenshy as the pink mare was about to leave, "MY MAN! THE SHY-STER!"
Valenshy groaned, "Yes?"
"Have a good day at work~," She batted her eyes mischievously at Valenshy.
Valenshy looked up at the clock on the wall then back at Comet Tail, "What do you want? I'm gonna be late."
"Can I use your printer?"
"Printer? I don't have a printer."
"Yes you do! You told me about it the other day!"
"What... That's a sticker printer, and I got that like five months ago."
"Oh," Comet Tail paused for a moment, "Oh well, I'll just go to the library!"
"Great," Valenshy rolled her eyes and made he way outside. Just as she closed the door, Comet Tail yelled out to her:
"ALSO WHAT IDIOT HAS A STICKER PRINTER BUT NOT A REGULAR ONE!?"
Comet Tail chuckled as she heard a muffled 'FUCK YOU' from the other side of the door.
"I LOVE YOU TOO!" she hollered back.
Comet Tail then turned her attention to the fridge, surely the library could wait! Also, mainly, there's no way she could just waltz into the library, she had to mentally prepare first. But how stressful could a library be anyways?
...
Comet Tail stared at the the tiny plaque on the also tiny library.
"Established 2003 thanks to the generous donation of blah blah blah whatever," she muttered to herself. Had she been to this library before? She couldn't remember. Damn, when was the last time she had even been to a library?
stepping inside she instantly wanted to walk back out. Tiny children were all over the place, placing their grubby hands on all the books, slobbering on every conceivable surface. She didn't have a probably with children per say (okay, who was she kidding? She didn't like kids, teens were tolerable at best), she just mainly had an issue with the sound... as the smell... and the stickiness. In her humble opinion, she was the only one allowed to make noise, everyone else should shut up! The next thing she notice was one of the librarians.
Comet Tail tried her best not to look shocked as her eyes locked onto the orangeish-pinky... mare?... as she realised she could see straight through 'her' into 'her' organs. Oh, by Star Catcher's gaudy pearl wings, she thought, don't look shocked, that would be racist! Or at the very least offensive!
The... mare?... was one of those Sparkle Ponies, or Glitter Ponies... Oh wait, is that offensive too? What's the correct term? Oh god! Would 'she', or 'he'... they?...
Comet Tail had never seen a Spar... pony covered with glitter in person before, but she certainly had never seen one that seemingly had the glitter rubbed off of them.
Eventually the translucent pony notice her staring, and chirped, "Hello! Can I help you?"
Comet Tail's heart skipped a beat and she stumbled out a response, "Uh, um, Yeah! Yes! Yes please!" She awkwardly trotted towards the pony, trying not to step on any foals, "I need to print something! How do I, um, do that?"
The pony chuckled, "Yeah, no problem, right this way!"
...
As Comet Tail finished paying for her printing, she caught a glimpse of the pony's lanyard, which was adorned with a name tag reading 'Ringpop' and a they/them pin. OH DEAR! THEY?? OH NO, THEY WEREN'T A MARE, AM I TRANSPHOBIC NOW AS WELL??
Comet Tail got her change and scurried out of there. She felt horrible, she didn't even say goodbye, stupid Comet Tail, stupid! She slowed her cantor to a trot and then finally to a halt.
"God," she muttered between heavy gasps, "Shit, why did I run?"
...
The door swung open and a very exhausted Valenshy stumbled through it.
"How was work?!" Comet Tail called out, not taking her eyes off of the TV, "I had a busy a day today!"
Valenshy huffed and threw her hat aside, "Lemme guess, a long, hard day of doing fuck all?"
Comet Tail chuckled, turning to face her, "No, surprisingly, I actually went to the library!"
"To mooch off their wifi?" Valenshy almost hissed.
"No," Comet Tail shifted uncomfortably, realising Valenshy was in one of her moods, "I actually printed out the forms for my disability pension."
The sour expression on Valenshy's face instantly softened, in surprise and embarrassment, "Oh. Oh, that's yeah. That's good, that's great."
"Isn't it?!" Comet Tail returned to her enthusiastic disposition.
"Yeah that's great."
There was an awkward silence before Comet Tail obviously decided to break it, "You okay?"
"No yeah..." Valenshy stared off at something before turning her gaze back to Comet Tail, "I''m, uh, I'm proud of you."
Comet Tail smiled wildly, "AWWW THANK YOU!!" Comet Tail exclaimed before turning her attention back to the TV. It took a few seconds before she heard Valenshy's hoofsteps as she walked away. Comet Tail scrolled through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch. Infomercial after infomercial, news report after news report, nothing interesting popped out to her, as usual. She didn't just wanna go back on Netbits or Hooftube, so scrolling through random TV channels it was! What's the point of pay for it if you don't use it? Actually, maybe she should talk to Valenshy about that.
Finally she settled on this somewhat interesting documentary to have on in the background as she looked at her phone. It was some old thing from the 70s, about pony society or whatever.
"Nowadays, unicorns are civil creatures, enchanted by our everyday life lead by us ponies," the horrifically racist documentary spouted, "But back then, they were truly forces to be reckoned with. Their horns ending with a sharp point, they were the killers of virgins, the slayers of sword bearers. Truly savages, unlike the pretty pink ones we have today, docile and harmless."
Comet Tail rolled her eyes as she changed the channel, god I would rather listen to an infomercial than that weird crap, she thought. But she found herself hung up on that one line; 'they were the killers of virgins'. The killer part, not the virgin part.
Surely they wouldn't kill, not without reason. I mean, what would drive someone to kill?