Hunting and Hunted

Chapter 9

>Morning comes with a face full of purple mane, a soft bed and a small voice beside the bed trying to wake you up.

>LC: "Come on Anon, miss, it’s time to get up."

>With a groan, you roll over, and fall of the bed.

>The blankets are pulled with you, and with them comes Scootaloo.

>S: "Huh? Wha?"

"Blankets decided to pull us off the bed, still it’s time to get up."

>S: "Fine, but I get the shower first."

>You laugh, and Scootaloo and the little changeling leave, and head towards the shower room.

>Digging into your bag, you pull out a small knife you had Scootaloo get for you.

>Taking it to a mirror, you begin the arduous process of shaving several days’ worth of stubble.

>As the last bit falls, you stow the knife, and pull out a pair of scissors.

>Again using the mirror, you use the scissors to trim your hair down to a more tidy length.

>Finishing with your hair, you throw a towel over your shoulder, and head down the hallway in the direction Scootaloo went in.

>The sound of water falling and Scootaloo's humming comes from behind a door.

"Hey, mind If I join you?"

>S: "Only if you can prove you are you."

"Okay, but how?"

>"Easy, answer me this question. When did we first kiss?"

"In the woods, after the diamond dogs got scared away."

>"Correct, unless you count the time, no never mind."

>Pushing open the door, you step inside to see a soaking wet Scootaloo in a stall with water pouring from above.

>Setting your towel aside, you turn away from her and remove your shirt.

>POOMPH!

>Her wings now stand straight up, and look incredibly stiff.

"What’s wrong with your wings?"

>"This, oh uh it’s called a *mumble mumble*"

"A what?"

>Scootaloo tries to hide within herself.

>"A wingboner."

>Chuckling softly, you strike a bit of a pose.

"I guess you like what you see then."

>She nods, a bit of drool dripping from her mouth.

"Do you want to see more?"

>Her eyes go as wide as they can, and she is practically shaking with excitement.

>"If you are okay with it."

"I do plan on showering, don't I?"

>She nods, and you go to undo your pants when the door comes crashing in.

>In runs a familiar small changeling and behind it comes one of the changeling guards.

>Scootaloo runs and grabs a towel, before hiding behind you, and the little changeling scurries behind her.

>Raising yourself to your full height, you glare down at the guard, who is now trying his best not to shake in fear.

"Is there a problem here sir?"