All Eyes On Me.

[Jon]

Rootbeer Float walked into the cafe, her brown body clashing with all the pink, and bright colors. She felt that way that she had always felt, ever since she was little, she always felt, different. She glanced around the room. There she was. Cotton Candy, her rival, her nemesis. She forced a smile, and walked up to the counter. She cleared her throat. "Hello Cotton Candy." She smiled fakely.

((OOC: Canary, you're the second person playing CC, right? Well, I think I told the person that first played her, but, Rootbeer Float, is(was, remember, it got blown up by Caliban!) the owner of Rootsie Tootsie's Ice Cream Shoppe, and Rootie and Cotton Candy have owned rivaling business's, and they've nver really gotten along. Is that O.K. with you? Also, since Rootie's shop got blown up, she's looking for a job, so that she can start back up her business, but yeah, do you think CC could hire her?^___^;; ))

[canarylocks]

(Ooooh yes. Thats peachy with me, I wanted a little rivalry!)

Cotton candy gritted her teeth. "Hiya Ol' Rootie, hows it been? So 'elcome to the cafe, where every day is a 'eal treat." She said though her teeth. "I saw your shop 'ad been blown down in the news. Thought ya 'ere dead."
And she trotted closer, egnoring the crazy pony in her shop, just on her rival. "Might not 'a been a pity."

(Tell me if their not THAT against eachother. I know CC has changed her voice since I got here.)

[Jon]

(( No, it's fine, the meaner they are to each other, the better..XD ))

Rootbeer Float chuckled. "Oh, Cotton Candy, you're such a tease." She said in a monotone voice. "O.K., might as well tell you the reason I'm here. I want a job." She starred at Cotton Candy.

"No, wait, I need a job, and you need me. You're business hasn't exactly been that thriving since the poisoning, and once people find out that I started working here, they're gonna flock." She smiled. "Now, are you in need of help, or should I go somewhere else?"

She looked away. "And, I'll even make my famous Rootbeer Floats, but I will only make them, because they are a family recipe, and I don't need you, or anybody else stealing the recipe."

She smiled, and then chuckled. "And, I know you love my floats, Irish Creme used to always tell me you'd come in disguised on my days off to get one." She then stopped smiling, and looked at Cotton Candy, determination in her eyes. "So, are you going to hire me, or not?"

[Canarylocks]

Cotton candy's ears perked at the sound of rootbeer floats and Irish creme. "Irish creme, she's alright, isnt she?" Inside, she did care about her, (Loved the vanishing post) but decided to abandon the topic.
She paused, and thought. "Aw, what the heck, grab a stool, things have changed a bit. I need ta explain."
However much she tried, she couldn't help but face the fact that her enemy was right, she needed something....... But what?
"Come on, to the bar."

[Jon]

(( You liked the vanishing post? Really? That was just a bad attempt to get Irish Creme, and Rootie, and Arianna all out of the storyline without killing them, I'm glad I did it though, or I wouldn't be able to bring them back! You did read the post about why she dissapeared in the white light, right? I think it's in the OOC Board, or Growth, or maybe even Main!^^;)

Rootie was puzzled. 'What was Cotton Candy doing? Is she trying to set me up, and then shoot me down?' Rootie shrugged it off.

"Irish Creme is O.K, I guess, we haven't really talked, talked in a while. She's been real, blank since a few days ago. Right before Arianna came." Rootbeer Float took a seat on the bar.

She rubbed the counter top with her right hoof. She sighed. She thought, her and Cotton Candy were never friends when they were younger, Cotton Candy always used to pick on her, well who didn't. They're already non-existent relationship really didn't blossom after Rootie opened up her shop, either.

Rootie gave it a second though. 'Maybe there's a chance we can be..Naw! Then again, she does bake the best pies in town, I could never get them just as sweet and gooey as she does. Maybe she could teach me something, and I could teach her a little..'

[Canarylocks]

(The pies, gulity as charmed! For this, CC will go out of Hagrid mode.)

"Righ'. First things first," She sat down at the bar, "When anyone comes into the shop ya say 'Welcome to the Cotton Candy cafe, where everyday is a real treat!' And always remember to smile. ALWAYS. I made this wakko deal once that when I don't smile when I serve the food, they get it free. Some customers might think thats still going on.
"Secondly, never get mad at customers, be friendly, say hello, do that sort of stuff. And if they leave a tip when you served them, it's yours."
She kept going on about basics, forever yapping.
"Now I have another worker here called Snowflake, she's the blue one. I don't reckon you'll live up to her, she is brilliant, but do your best." She paused for a quick breath. "And oh yes."
She reached under the counter and pulled out a large, heavy sign, and heaved it on to the surface. It read;
BUY ANY TWO PIES MORE THAN £2.00 AND GET A THIRD FREE.
"You can start by putting that up, and then prove you still have your cooking skills by making me something. Anything. If I like it, you move up a rank. Clear?"

[Jon]

Rootbeer Float sighed. "Easy enough." She said. 'Yeah, right, I bet you'd be real cheery too, if your shop got blowed up, and you had to work with the pony you most despised.' She smiled as Cotton Candy told her she could make anything. Anything, she knew exactly what she was going to make. She smiled. Fakely, but, who wouldn't while working with this twirp?

She grabbed the sign, and walked over to the window. 'Giving away pies, I see. Business must not be booming.' She looked around, it was decent, but not that busy, and where were all the baby ponies? They all loved coming into the Shoppe. She taped the sign up, and walked into the kitchen. "Wierd.." She said. Nothing was like her kitchen. Rootie gasped as she eyed the cotton candy maker. I should've known. Rootie walked over to the cabinets. "Where is the rootbeer?" She looked high, and she looked low. She lept into the air, and flapt her wings, searching in every cabinet. Finally, here it was, in the very back of the kitchen. She smiled, and flew down to the floor, setting the container of soda on the counter. She smiled, almost wickedly.

"I'm gonna own this business making these floats, just wait and see Cotton Candy, just wait and see."

TEN MINUTES LATER..

Rootie walked out with a tray. There was a white cloth over top of something. Hopefully, it was the rootbeer floats she had been making. She set the tray on the counter top, and quickly pulled the cloth off. She smiled at Cotton Candy. "Here you are.." She said while smiling as she took one of the floats, and sipped from the pink straw. "Hope you like."

[Canarylocks]

(Jon, you are so funny)

Cotton candy gawped at the floats. She knew what she would do. Take a sip and say she didn't like it.
She took a sip, she couldn't stop. It tasted lovely, like a waterfall in her mouth, so trothy and pure, so malty and sweet.....
She finished the glass, even licked around for the drops.
"Erm.... Well ya see...."
She wanted another, but she held her tastebuds back, just.

(And that cotton candy maker is just for emergencys. All our treats are homemade! )

[Jon]

Rootie smirked. She batted her eyes. She ate it all up, just like a good girl. She looked at Cotton Candy, sympathetically. "Here, you can have mine, I don't need it..As bad as you do." She smiled sweetly, and glanced from side to side, and then folded her front hooves. "So, are you ready to turn the shop over to me now?" She chuckled as she said it.

But on the inside, Rootie wasn't chucking, she was sad, depressed, everything she had owned, everything she had earned, gone. All that time, waisted. She held back the tears, as she almost errupted in a cascade of tears, but she couldn't hold it all back, one single tear fell down her cheek. She caught it, it was noticable, but, she tried to hide it. "Awe, dang, something's in my eye." She bent forward, hiding her head. While hidden, her happy face turned into a frown. Her face almost melted away, but she bounced her head back up, sniffed, and pretended like nothing had happend. She blew a curl out of her face, and forced a smile.

[Tink]

(OOC: Sorry to say, I think the only foal here is Shade and he is rather morbid... Not to mention having a bit of a nervous breakdown right now. )

[Jon]

(( What are you talking about foals for?..o.o;;..))

[canarylocks]

(Beats me)

The pink pony stared at the other float for a while. She wrinkled her nose, and then looked up at Rootbeer Float.
She also wiped a small tear away from her face.
"I'm really sorry Rootbeer Float. One of my policys is to warmly greet anyone who comes in here. Even if it is an enemy. But I know what it feels like to lose a business, I nearly did when that Rose pony ate the tart...."
She wiped away another tear. "Inside..... I..... I.... think your a good pony......." She stammered, only glancing up at her enemy, "And I would love to share this bussiness with you, and call it the Candy Float cafe or something, and really; I'm not just saying that because you make the best Floats in the world."
Cotton Candy picked up the rootbeer float and drained it.
"I really do like you...... Inside."

[Becka *Pone*]

(OOC: Tink is refering to Rootie's comment about all the kids that were always in her store. Silence and Shade are the only kid-age characters in the game, but dont forget that our characters aren't the only ones who live in Ponyville. There are a bajillion unnamed ponies of all ages who live here

[Jon]

((Ah, yes, I see, I remember when first posting for Rootie, I used a unnamed baby pony..Ah..Good times, good times.))

Rootie smiled, and reached for Cotton Candy. She held onto her tight, and gave her a good squeeze. "Oh, Cotton Candy, you're so very generous!" She smiled, and let go of Cotton Candy, and backed away. She thought for a second. 'Everything is turning upside down, the castle is up, now it's down. Cotton Candy and I are enemies, and now we're confidonts!" She smile gleefully. "And Irish Creme can help us make her coffee's, and muffins!" Rootie bursted into laughter. She raised her hooves in the air, and giggled insanely. Bad decision, though, because when she lifted her hooves in the air, so lost her balance, and.

KERPLUNK!

Rootie continued giggling while on the floor. She popped up. "Oh Cotton Candy, you're a genious! I'll go get Irish Creme, and we can start discussing names, and a new design for the place!" She smiled again. Heck, she couldn't stop smiling. "I have a load of money saved up in th bank. This place is going to be great!" She ran towards the door. "And we could even turn it into a nigh club at night! Oh, I've got so many ideas!" She rushed out the door.

((CONT: To "Tidying Up!" in the Neighborhoods))

[Jon]

((CONT: From "Tidying Up!" in the Neighborhoods))

Rootbeer Float walked back into the cafe, with her head hung. She walked up to Cotton Candy, and sighed. "She doesn't want any part of the new business." She sighed again. "I guess she's got something else in mind." Rootie looked up at Cotton Candy, and then smiled. "So, how's business been today?"

((Canary, do you have AIM? We could start discussing the new name of the place, and junk.^^;..))