#lemon wedge

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I could post the finished one, but I think this WIP is better

I had forgotten I made this, but I reckon it was around August 2025

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[Now we have a mixture ready to ball up, to fry. Let's get down to it. No great wisdom can be reached without sacrifice. Cucumber salad, little beet salad, roasted grilled eggplant, carrot ribbons, pickled turnips, our lemon wedge here, put a little tabouli on there, grilled salmon, za'atar.]

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It wasn’t much of a surprise that Golden grew more distant after the ferret fiasco—Swift had to admit that they had been pretty insensitive. He didn’t blame him for avoiding them a lot more. But he still couldn’t help but feel there was something illogical about it all. Golden seemed pretty convinced that Prophecy’s had something to do with this. 

Nonsense! 

It was merely a coincidence and Swift was sticking to it. Lemon, and even Swift a little bit, had been real dicks in other ways, but there shouldn’t have been such a fuss about a bad fortune that wasn’t real.

But now something was off about Lemon Wedge.

“Hey. You good?”

Swift lightly poked the stallion, who seemed really unfocused, even more than usual.

“Are you hungover? You know you can’t do that in this line of work—“

“I’m up! I’m awake!”

Lemon suddenly jerked his head up, revealing deep, dark circles under his eyes. Too much for a simple hangover.

“What’s going on? You’ve been out of it all day. You look like you haven’t slept at all.”

Swift’s basic medical training kicked in as he started inspecting his coworker.

“Are you sick? You shouldn’t be here if you are.”

“No dude, I’m just fine. Don’t get all doctory on me.”

Lemon protested and tried to push him away, though he was so disoriented that he missed.

“I got the night shift at Hayburgers. It sucks, it’s nasty as shit, but I gotta make a living somehow.”

Swift cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

“I thought you were doing alright? You have an apartment.”

“Yeah, barely. I was.”

Lemon chuckled bitterly.

“I…”

He yawned.

“I lost a bet like, a month or two ago. I can’t remember at this point. But it was a really big one, like I could have gotten really rich if I won. But instead I lost like a half a year’s rent and I gotta make it back.”

“Ooh…shit. I’m sorry, that sucks.”

Swift thought of how awful it would be to lose so much money and end up in such a tight spot. Even though gambling was a reckless and avoidable decision, he still couldn’t help but sympathize with his coworker’s struggle.

But was it avoidable?

Something about taking risks, and how that would be his downfall. All demonstrated with a deck of cards, like from a game of poker. This is what Prophecy told Lemon Wedge. And she hadn’t even met him before! It seemed awfully on the nose.

And for something to happen to both Lemon and Golden was undeniably uncanny.

Could it be…? No. Swift couldn’t fall for it. Sure, it was unlikely for two coincidences in a row to happen, but not statistically impossible. She was still wrong, she had to be. But nevertheless, he couldn’t waste time worrying about it.

Especially when his coworker was literally falling asleep on the job.

“Hey. Wake up.”

Swift nudged him again, but once he noticed the drool coming down from Lemon’s mouth he realized he really was sound asleep. So he nudged a lot harder.

“Dude! Stop doing that!”

“I’ll stop when you quit taking naps at work!”

The unicorn pulled himself from getting defensive against the stallion yelling at him, assuming a more professional air.

“Look. You’re clearly too exhausted to focus. There are lives on the line in this job, and if you can’t even stay awake for a single conversation then you can’t guarantee you won’t administer the wrong medication or botch a CPR routine. You could seriously endanger ponies in this state.”

“But…but I need the money…just get me some coffee, I can—“

“Coffee’s not going to cut it.”

Swift stopped Lemon, even though he looked completely desperate.

“If you mess something up you’d get fired anyway, then you’d really have no money. Just—there’s too much at stake, even if it sucks for you there’s a lot more than just you. So go home and sleep until you can function at your job—either of them.”

Lemon seemed to have lost all will to protest as Swift walked him over to the office where he could clock out. Then once he was sure Lemon was on his way out, Swift went back to his own work as usual. 

Things sure sucked for Golden and Lemon right now. But Swift tried not to think about Prophecy, because that would mean acknowledging the possibility that he was next.

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