Creating A Hive

Plan For A Storm

Thorax held up a plate of chocolate chip pancakes.

I gave him a 'seriously' eyebrow.

"Our children love us." Thorax stated. He hopped in bed.

The pancakes continued to float above me. "Did they make these? Cause if they did that's not love, that's poisoning."

"Nah." Thorax lifted one pancake to his mouth. "These are Eggo. Found them in the fridge- not your sisters I checked. These are totally from the kids."

I grinned, picking up a pancake. "Our kids love us."

We toasted our pancakes, lying back on the bed to enjoy a breakfast in relative peace.

"So. What's up today?" Thorax asked.

"Huh." I stretched out, snuggling up to his side. "Twilight gets a letter to check out the castle in the Everfree. Pretty much everypony joins in, mostly for their own purposes. You can guess how it goes."

"Like...bad?"

"Hilariously."

"So...can we even do anything about that?"

"I can always do something."

"...why does it all go bad?"

"They think it's haunted, but really it's Pinkie Pie playing an organ that sets off all the traps."

Thorax paused. "How does that make sense? Really? I can totally see that happening. Why?!"

I laughed.

"Ugh. I hate you." Thorax complained, finishing off a pancake. "Think you have time to go shopping first?"

"Yeah. Why?" I asked. "Is it cause I know how many-"

"It's cause you're the one who knows how many bits we have." Thorax agreed. "Numbers...they scare me."

I giggled.

"Shut up. Shut up you know why they scare me." Thorax accused. He tried to hit me in the face with his pancake.

"It- it-" I could barely speak, I was laughing to much already. "It was just the 7-8-9 joke!"

Thorax yelped, becoming so scared he flinched away then fell off the bed.

What an amazing start to the day.

==CAH==

I walked into the kitchen. Darcy was there, eating a bowl of cereal.

"Hey." I greeted, moving the dishes to the sink. "Whatcha doin' today?"

Darcy shrugged. "Not much. I was thinking about getting my old job back."

That made me pause. "...what job did you have again?" Images of Killjoy being an assassin flashed in my mind's eye.

"Bouncer." Darcy answered. "At the Salt Lick." She took another big bite of cereal, as I regained the decades of life that the stress of this conversation cost me. "You?"

"Gonna get Bee settled in town." I explained. My magic started to work to clean the dishes. "The girls were going to play with the Crusaders today."

"Ah the Crusaders. Those girls were insane." Darcy snickered. "No wonder the dragon kid befriended them. Do you remember that?"

"I remember being terrified for a full ten seconds because you had me thinking they would use 'fire breathing' for a new Cutie Mark scheme." I recalled. Darcy snickered again. A cup went out, smacking the back of her head. "Hey it's just training for your old job."