Fix My Life 38
"Dibbeh!" The man yelled and shoot his hands in the air. "How you feeling!? Me? I'm great! And you Zim, you ok? Great!" the man blabbered as a girl beside him giggled at his foolishness.
"Go away Mitchel, your drink was shitty, I had to get a better one." Dib said in a snotty voice. Mitchel walked up to take and examine the drink, making Dib try to get it back. Mitchel ruined everything! Dib wanted to keep his hand on Zim's thigh, it was warm damn it!
"Pfft, this-this drink is for sissys!" Mitchel claimed then looked at Zim's beer. "You should be drinking what your friend is drinking, beer is a real man's drink!" Mitchel teased, making sure not to get too close to Zim.
The girl giggled and said "Beer is gross!" Dib couldn't help but smirk.
"Yeah, jerk, now give me back my drink and leave!" Dib said, not as rude as the first time.
"Not unless you chug with me~" Mitchel sang, he sang when he was overly excited. Dib pushed the wobbly male away and growled.
"Please" the 25 year old b
SelfishI looked out the window as it began to rain. I frowned a bit and looked in Zim's direction. Zim too was wearing a frown, it was a bigger frown than mine. Water severely burned the alien's green skin and I wondered what it felt like to burn when water hit your skin but didn't want to experience it at all.Selfish4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I went back to doodling on my page. Lately me and Zim had been hanging out, mostly out of boredom. I have nothing better to do but study Zim and Zim was having a 'break' from destroying the world so we settled on a neutral agreement to hang out after school. I was ok with it, I mean at first I was suspicious -very suspicious- but Zim was uncaring of my suspicion and eventually it wore off.
On nice days, we would go out to eat at fast food places and I would gorge on whatever I bought while Zim just watched in pure disgust. At one point Zim demanded that I actually chew my food at least 10 times before I swallowed it. I argued with him about it and told him 'you're not the boss of me' a
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After more scary pop-ups and flinches from the alien, the movie ended as it showed the credits. Zim sighed and stood up, stretching his arms out and groaning but he smiled satisfied and quite goofy as well.
"Mmm...That was a great movie." Zim said, arms over his head as he heard his back pop quite loudly. Dib stretched as well with a yawn. The movie was good but watching with Zim was sooo much better.
"Hope you didn't mind me laying all over you...it's just me trying to get in your pants. I wasn't scared." Zim joked with his goofy and overly joyful smile.
Dib blushed madly, shifting his weight nervously. He knew it was a joke but for him, it was something he kind of wanted, despite his fear of intimacy. It was different with Zim yet it was so foreign wanting someone so bad.
Zim saw Dib get a bit nervous, shifting on his feet and blushing. The alien sighed and dropped his arms. "Ya know Dib, if my flirting makes you feel uncomfortable, Zim can stop." Zim said, reassuringly.
Dib's eyes w
Allegrezza - Part Three+One merit Octavia had to give to Buck Daniels, was that it slowly washed away any capability she had for tasting, until she no longer grimaced with each sip. In fact, she even gained the courage to move up to, 'slugging,' the drink, not that she'd ever be caught dead using that phrase. It was after several on-the-house glasses, from an unknown benefactor, that she found herself lacking the co-ordination to even pick up the glasses anymore. Her teeth simply failing to gain purchase on the sides. Upon blearily inspecting the two glass-mirages in front of her, she noted that instead of the stout glasses she had been given all night, she was instead looking at a slender, flute-like glass. A unicorn glass, for the only non-unicorn musician in the business. Terrific.Allegrezza - Part Three+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was so engrossed in attempting to defy both nature and pony design by trying to lift the glass with her tongue, that she hadn't noticed the absence of the thudding bass that had troubled her eardrums moments ago. She
Allegrezza - Part Nine+Octavia brandished her chocolate-pickle tipped spear at Vinyl's muzzle, who had her own stick locked between her teeth. The two stared each other down, willing the other to make the first strike. It was Octavia who made the first light jab, aiming for Vinyl's mouth. Vinyl parried the stick with a deft move of her own, poking Octavia's cheek for good measure. Octavia jabbed once more, pulling back as Vinyl moved to block the attack, then bombing the pickled onion straight into her open mouth. She laughed triumphantly, a wicked grin spreading across her face as Vinyl grimaced at the taste in her mouth.Allegrezza - Part Nine+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To an outside observer, this may have presented itself as being slightly foalish. However, the barcolt had drawn differing conclusions to what a pony with a closer view and a cleaner mind may have created. He coughed lightly; a professional cough, perfectly calculated to be audible, but not intrusive. Truly, learning to cough in the right manner was half a barcolt's job, the other half - s
Allegrezza - Part ElevenAs was previously mentioned, Octavia was no stranger to awakening in the realm of the hangover. What she had yet to grow used to, was the various fiefdoms of a hangover, and the condition she'd be left in upon visiting one.Allegrezza - Part Eleven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It must be said that she had never awoken upside-down on her own couch before. Octavia was genuinely unaware whether the pounding in her head was the alcohol permeating her blood, or the blood itself collecting in her head. Her head itself lolled over the edge of the couch in as graceless a way as could be imagined.
She shifted her body, trying to at least get the ceiling to go back to where it belonged, and return is space to the floor. This turned out to be more difficult than she had imagined, as her drunken self had apparently managed to delicately balance herself in this precarious position. A balance that was lightly stolen away as she moved, and fell head first onto the carpet, the rest of her body joining its leader in a crumpled mass above it.
At least the
Allegrezza - Part TenVinyl carried her alcohol with roughly the same precision that she carried herself while under its influence. In effect, not very well at all. A hoofful of Stagner's bottles later, and she devolved into a barely coherent mass of stumbling limbs and slurred speech. While it had crossed the minorly tipsy Octavia's mind to simply let her walk home, and maybe watch at a distance with a box of popcorn, she decided it was for the better to help her somewhere safe where she could allow her liver to slog its way through the backlog of alcohol in her system.Allegrezza - Part Ten4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thankfully Vinyl's choice in the winebar for the night had placed them within reasonable distance of Octavia's apartment. So Octavia had opted to take her home, (not that Vinyl was anywhere near capable of conveying a yay or neigh on that question.) It was due to this turn of events that Octavia found herself half-propping, half-dragging Vinyl to her home. In essence she had become a ponified crutch, and admittedly, her alcohol intake for t
Allegrezza - Part ThirteenOctavia walked into the small apartment. She wasn't often one for intruding into other ponies' homes, but in her defence, Vinyl had left the door wide open. She entered the home, evading the various forms of detritus that scattered the apartment. She tip-hoofed into the bedroom, finding her quarry fast asleep, at a considerably late hour as well.Allegrezza - Part Thirteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Octavia loomed over the unconscious mare, once more prodding her hoof sharply into her withers. Ponies are not often known for their burrowing capabilities, but Vinyl managed to counteract both nature and Charles Darwhinny, and evolved the ability to burrow ever deeper into her covers to avoid Octavia.
"Honestly Vinyl, will you just get up? It's ten in the morning!"
Vinyl's eyes peeped out from her warren in the bedsheets. "But it's Sunday! Nopony gets up early on Sunday, and I'm still hung over from those Gargle-Blasters."
"We had those three days ago, you really are a lightweight. Now up! I have an audition to go to today, and I'd lik
Allegrezza - Part TwelveOctavia slumped down beside the sink cupboard, neatly trying to hide her body from view while also trying to dredge some memories from the murky depths of her mind. Sadly one of the many benefits toted by the Pan-Equestrian Gargle Blaster is that it will buck you up in every way possible, the bottle itself containing disclaimers against causing anything from liver damage to type-2 diabetes.Allegrezza - Part Twelve4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl watched from the living room, as the silence from the kitchen signalled the fact that Octavia was in fact not making tea, and may or may not be having a mental breakdown and stuffing her head in the oven. While Vinyl was partially worried, she didn't want to intrude in on her, mainly because her hopes might have been shattered, and she would've just found Octavia moping around next to the mop pail. Instead she tried to reach out her benevolent ideals using her voice.
"Hey, Octy. How's the uhh...tea coming along?"
There was a sharp clattering, a fervent clopping of hooves on tiled flooring, the
Allegrezza - Part Seven+Vinyl snuck the tip of her hoof under the record, flicking it so that the record somersaulted up into the air, before catching it with her teeth. She bowed and thanked her audience, before revealing her iridescent grin to Octavia. Octavia was loathe to admit it, but Vinyl had thrived without the aid of her horn. Though she had to give Vinyl her due, she was glad the show had went without any catastrophic failures that would culminate in the mob storming the stage. Octavia still had to buy the drinks tonight, though.Allegrezza - Part Seven+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So, Octy. Shall we head to the bar for those drinks you owe me?"
Octavia tried her best to save face. Which, for her, meant she took up a huffy posture with her forelegs crossed.
"I suppose, considering I lost my wager. It must be said that you did well tonight. However...I'd prefer somewhere with a bit more..." She glanced at the clientele, noting the general slack-jawed look of them all. "...Liveliness, and some elegance to boot."
"Y'know, Octy. For once, I'm feelin' the
Allegrezza - Part SixteenVinyl finally managed to dislodge the treacherous treat from her trachea with a fit of heaving coughs, aided by Bonbon's frantic hoof patting her back to help her along. She had to admit, she was glad the cupcake had been ejected before somepony started the Hooflich Maneuver on her. Her normally porcelain-white face was blushing a similar shade to her eyes, and her heart was fighting against her rib cage as if it wanted to escape before the whole respiration thing got a little ugly.Allegrezza - Part Sixteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bonbon leaned back from her vigorous back patting, glancing at the tray before setting it out of both their reaches. "No problem at all. Sorry if I shocked you."
Her breathing had improved, but the blushing only increased. "Shocked? I'm not shocked, I'm cool with fiillyfo-with being with mares and all, it's okay. Just that yeh, I didn't know you could actually marry another mare."
Bonbon giggled into her hoof, her beige cheeks lighting up slightly. She was especially quick
Allegrezza - Part Eight+Octavia returned to the table, delicately balancing the two drinks upon her forehooves. One was her Shiraz, having moved on from the Sauvignon Blanc she was drinking earlier. The other, of course, being Vinyl's drink. She delicately placed the glass on the table, but still with enough force to produce a noticeable bang. She had to hoof it to herself, she was doing well despite the fuzzy veil of alcohol that was draped over her mind.Allegrezza - Part Eight+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl shot up from her semi-conscious position, her eyes turning from bright joy to dulled confusion. She tapped the glass, sniffing the contents before turning her confused gaze to Octavia.
"What the hay is this?"
Octavia had expected this, she'd swapped Vinyl's alcopops for something at least passable. Partly because she wanted to sit with somepony who wasn't drinking foals' juice, and partly because she hadn't a clue what the drink was called.
"It's a glass of Stagner's Pear Cider, try it."
Vinyl gave the glass another cursive sniff, before looking back
Allegrezza - Part Four+Octavia would never dare admit it to another pony, but that morning was not the first morning in which she had awoken in the painful vice grip of a hangover. It wasn't the first time her taste for whiskey had gotten the better of her either, nor the first time that her thirst for it had become quite this excessive.Allegrezza - Part Four+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was, however, the first time it had landed her in bed with another mare.
She blearily opened her eyes, the open curtains allowed Celestia's sun to invade her retinas in full force, making her clamp them shut again. She then clamped a pair of hooves to her head, and took up the foetal position. The irritatingly familiar sensation that made every noise seem like a horrifically out-of-tune violin being played in her skull returned. She summoned the energy from her massively depleted reserves to stretch her limbs, which relieved her aches, slightly.
Octavia stepped once more unto the breach, opening her eyes to find a fortunately placed cloud was blocking the sun, allowing he
Allegrezza - Part Five+Octavia juggled the various utensils and pans simmering away in her kitchen. It was beginning to dawn on her that perhaps an entire three-course meal may be a bit more than was necessary to prove the point. However, Octavia had made her bed, and she was perfectly willing to lay in it...as long as it was otherwise empty, that is.Allegrezza - Part Five+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The daisies simmered in the baine-marie, while she lightly fried some cowslips in olive oil. The lettuce was being steamed nicely, she felt she could quite happily declare this dinner a success. It was difficult to fail in creating a salad at least, but she had prepared a delicious basil and parsley dressing for it, making it a touch more interesting than simple leaves and flowers. A recipe she had adapted from her favourite cookbook, Olive-Oil: The Naked Chef.
A staccato trio of knocks came from the door. A glance at the clock nearby revealed the time to be seven o'clock exactly, the minute hoof barely brushing against the twelve o'clock mark. Octavia f
Allegrezza - Part Six+Octavia had spent much of the last hour preparing herself to see Vinyl's, 'gig.' She had ensured her mane was correctly combed and conditioned to its usual lustrous sheen. Her bow-tie was carefully tied around her neck, which was no small feat considering the inherent clumsiness of the hooves she was forced to use. A final glance at the mirror, a proprietary shot of Glenmorangie to start the night, and she felt ready to watch as Vinyl acted upon her wager. The dinner had went well, all things taken into account. The majority of it was idle chatter, to be fair, but she had promised to watch Vinyl play tonight, at the very least to ensure she held up her end of the bet. Octavia was always a mare of her word.Allegrezza - Part Six+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her cello remained at home, the lack of its familiar bulk and weight made Octavia almost feel like a feather. She had always carried her cello, everywhere. One never knew when the chance to play to an audience, or practice a sheet would emerge, and Octavia liked to be kept on the tip
Allegrezza - Part FifteenBonbon lead Vinyl out into the theatre hall. Despite the grandeur of the exterior - in all its Neo-Gothic glory - the interior was pretty much the same as any other hall Vinyl had been to. A rare few halls, but she had went on trips to pantomimes as a filly. The stage was a semi-circular plate of perfectly smooth wood, almost as if it were carved from one tree trunk. Beyond it stretched seats arranged in rows all the way to the edge like the old Ponan Colosseum, creating an inclined semi-circle focused toward the stage in its centre.Allegrezza - Part Fifteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They found a pair of seats near the front row, there were few other ponies in the hall. Vinyl supposed nopony would want to see a rehearsal or audition, they'd much rather see the finished product. Unless it was like Equestrian Idol, if those sort of auditions were the subject matter at hoof, then Vinyl felt she would enjoy the night.
Bonbon took a seat near the gangway, while Vinyl sat next to her, and the tray of pilfered cupcakes took its socially-accep
Nothing To Do With the World Chaper 1As Zim walked to his base he thought about what Gaz had told him.Nothing To Do With the World Chaper 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Grrr! Stupid hyuman! Zim listened to your filthy mouth once and Zim regrets that mistake, DEARLY!"He thought back to their conversation for half a second then got distracted by another thought.
"Why would the Gaz-hyuman ask that of Zim?" He wondered. Knowing Gaz, this disappearance should be quite heavenly, no? And if Zim knew better he would say that maybe Gaz...missed Dib. Such a thought made the irken laugh, out loud, and earned him a couple stares from pedestrians.
Perhaps there was something missing...besides Dib, that was the key to lead Zim to the runway teen. Teen. Dib was a teen now. From what Zim remembered, Dib last mentioned that he was 16. A memory itched in Zim's head because of the endless teasing Dib did due to his growth spurt. It would bug Zim a tremendous amount more if he was that same height in grade school. But Zim has grown as well. He goes right up to the human's chin.
Finally at his front door,
Allegrezza - Part Fourteen"So remind me, why do you want me to come with you, Octy?"Allegrezza - Part Fourteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Octavia covered her face with a hoof, sighing into the sole. "Because I can hardly be seen to go to such an event alone."
Vinyl mused over the comment as the pair trotted towards the performance hall. It was just visible in the distance, exactly the sort of thing Victorian-era ponies thought would look cool. To Vinyl, it just looked old. She couldn't help but remember the jumpers her grandmare would knit for her as a filly, and she'd have to wear, begrudgingly. She stopped her daydreaming, turning back to Octavia.
"And you don't have any friends who would...y'know, actually like this kinda music?"
Octavia didn't meet her gaze, but she saw her eyes track everywhere from the floor to awkwardly pointing away to her right. Anywhere but a place where she'd meet Vinyl's own gaze.
"They were...all busy. You know, playing their own orchestral pieces and the like." She followed with a grin that made Vinyl want to push further, ho