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Pony Boy

I woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. With Soda sleeping with me, I had no nightmares. When I woke up though, he wasn't in the bed with me. I figured that he woke up to make breakfast and I was right.

Downstairs, Soda was in the kitchen. I entered the kitchen, getting the chocolate cake out of the fridge.

"Hey, Pony," Soda said a little loudly. Everyone piped up at the sound of my name and ran into the doorway of the kitchen. They all said the same as Soda in a discombobulated greeting - like something you would heard when a school of kids are saying good morning to their principal. Something was going on.

"Hey guys." Everyone stared at me as I cut myself a slice of cake and out it on a plate. "Do any of you want some?"

They shook their head 'no'.

I took my plate into the living room and had six sets of eyes follow my every movement. Once I sat down, the crowd did too. They watched me as I ate. At the moment, I was getting annoyed.

"Why don't you just take a picture. It might last longer."

They realized that they were staring and returned back to their normal activities. But once I turned my back, all eyes were on me.

This was going to be a long day.

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