Friendship is a Freaking Messed Up Thing~ Sugar

Chapter 2

I waltzed into the living room, excited that I got decorations ready and a theme picked out for the party. Sadly, Harry picked it out. He picked out crumpets... *sigh*...

I usually always make chocolate chip crumpets or just regular ones for him but now I have to make 50 more because, one, Krys is just a fat pig who steals ice cream from my fridge, and, two, Niall couldn't stop eating if his life depended on it.

Fuck. I hate breaking my back just to please everyone but I'm sort of known for being like mature, or a mom to everyone.

Clack-clack-clack-clack-clack!

Someone was knocking on my door. I went to answer it.

"Hey , soo-" Alfredo started.

"Alfredo! Now's not a good time!" I whispered.

"But, your shipment is here, and we have the 20 mil from the last sale."

"The heroine?"

"No the coke."

"Shit. Come back after 1."

"But-"

"I'm having a fucking party with my friends and I don't have time for this! Go get the shipment, bring it in the cellar in the backyard, and get the hell off my property! I'm the fucking mayor! Do you know how this can tarnish my reputation! I'll call you when the party's over! Got it?"

"Ya, umm..."

"Good. Now get the fuck off front step." I slapped him on the back of the head and slammed the door.

"Babe! Who was that!?" Harry called.

"Oh, umm, stupid fucking salesman!" I lied.

"Why didn't he have something to sell? I could see him from the bedroom win-" he started.

"He just didn't! I don't know! His mom died! You know what! Just shut the hell up!"

"K! Geez.. take a chill pill..."

"What was that?!"

"Nothing babe! Love you!"

"That's what I thought..." I said to myself.

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"Yay! Everyone made it!" I shouted as I opened the door and saw Krys, Dubbie, George, Niall, Mac (Macadamia), and Muffins.

"Of course! We wouldn't miss one of your famous parties for the world!" Dubbie exclaimed.

"Where's the food?" Krys butted in.

"One, thanks! And two, shut up Krys. Ya fat ass." I said.

We stood there in silence.

"Well come on in!" I said.

I led them in the house.

"Ah, ya gotta be fucking kidding me!" Dubbie yelled.

"Sorry. I won't let Harry pick the theme next time." I said.

There was crumpets hooked on paper clips, hanging in the air. And they were real crumpets.

"Hey! Don't yell at my crumpets!" Harry yelled from the kitchen.

"Well you can just-" Dubbie started.

"There's tacos for dinner!" I screamed over her.

"Seriously!" Everyone yelled.

"For fucks sake!" Dubbie said.

"Calm your shit." I said before leading them in the kitchen.

We all sat down at the table and began eating.

"Sugar! Baby doll! Your father and I are here!!!" A very annoying, nasally, Italian voice yelled through the front door.

"Oh, fuck." I said.

"Sugar! Is that your parents!" Krys screamed.

"I don't know, Krys! Who's the only Italians who come to Ponyville to visit me! Not to mention uninvited!" I yelled sarcastically at the fat pony.

"Sugar! Honey! Where are you! Oh! Are we interrupting you and Harry!" My mom yelled.

"Ugh! Let's get this over with." I told everyone before going to greet my parents.

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