Walking into the Cafe(PAARS)

[Angel624]

(cont. from the castle)

Flying towards the Cafe, Angel felt as happy as ever. She had never been so happy in her life, really...

She landed gracefully when she saw the Cafe. Her mind trailed off to the last time she had been at the Cafe, and that was when she had met Rogue. She could remember very well how things went. She loved Rogue, very much. And she had never loved any stallion the way she loved him. Rogue was different than any other stallion, somehow. Well, he was to her, anyway..

She wondered if he was in there right now. She walked into the Cafe, looking around. But there was no sign of him. She let out a faint sigh and went to sit at a table.

[Angel624]

The pretty mare wondered where Rogue was, it didn't look like he was in the Cafe. She wondered if he was elsewhere. Could he be back at the river? Was he at his home? Angel wondered whether or not she look for him. She decided to treat herself to something sweet while thinking, so she went to go sit at an empty booth to think about things.

She picked up the menu on the table and looked at it, she wasn't really paying attention as to what was on it, she was actually thinking about Rogue, though she was trying to focus on what was on the menu, but all she could really think about right now was Rogue. She could sense that it was love that she was feeling. And she knew it, too. Since it was that funny-sort of feeling.

She looked at her menu, and decided on a chocolate milkshake. Since she didn't want anything too filling. So when a waiter came by, she told him a chocolate milkshake. She waited as he wrote down her order and left. Once that was taken care of, Angel looked around the Cafe to see if Rogue had walked in. She couldn't find him, so she just gave up and sat there, waiting for her drink.

[tahlise]

Outside the cafe, walking along the sidewalk was a stark white pony with lime green hair and lime green symbols. She walked as if in thought, not really paying attention to where she was going but never veering off the path. For Chemica, this was an easy thing to do and she often lost herself in her thoughts but was still able to get where she was originally going. Her brothers had always wondered how she could accomplish it, but never could figure it out. Chemica usually didn't realize it till she was in front of the place she intended to go. And today was no different. Just as suddenly as before, she found herself nose to glass, standing in front of the cafe door. There had been another pony who had gotten up, while she was still making her way to the cafe, and was now making his way to exit the cafe. Smack! Before she could do anything, the larger male absent mindedly swung the door open in a hurry, hitting the white filly in the nose, knocking her backward onto the pavement.

"Oh my...." He finally realized that she was there and extended a hoof to help her. "Are you alright, Miss?"

Chemica was lying on her back and she must have hit her head because right now she saw doubles. "Oh..." she groaned, gingerly placing a hoof on her head. "I think I'm ok..."

The big blue male looked at her with violet eyes as he pulled her to her feet. "Are you sure?"

Kind of in a daze, Chemica nodded. "Uh, yeah. I think I'm fine." She walked a little crookedly. "Thank you for uh, helping me..." She shook her head. No more doubles. "I just need a frostie or something. " She felt so stupid. "Uh, Bye." She spun around slightly off balance and pulled the door open to the Cafe. Still shaking her head in intervals, she found herself a nice little booth behind the pony, Angel and proceeded to try and make everyone believe that she had not taken a tumble only seconds before. "I think I'm ok..." she repeated to herself as if she was trying to reassure herself.

Drip, drip, drip. She looked down momentarily at the table testing her vision. She saw red. With wide eyes she put a hoof to her nose and brought it out in front of her to examine. A spot of blood glistened a deep red on her hoof. "Oh..." She grabed some napkins out of the despenser. "My nose is bleeding..." she grumbled, puting the napkins over her nose and tilting her head up to stop the bleeding. "Great." Now she definitely felt stupid and hoped no one saw her.

[Angel624]

The pegasus stared blankly down at the table. She wished Rogue would show up. She had been daydreaming about him the past few minutes. She wondered if she'd be with him for long. She hoped their relationship could last forever. She had never loved anyone the way she loved him.

She then heard some grumbling from behind her. She turned her head around and saw a white pony sitting there, wiping her nose with some napkins. "Are you ok, honey?" She asked the other mare.

[tahlise]

Startled, Chemica brought her face down quickly to see who was talking to her. It was the mare who she's sat behind. "Oh no..." she cringed inside with that thought. " I probably look ridiculous..." she said to herself. She looked at the napkins she held over nose then at the mare. "I, I..." The blood began to run back out of her nose. She tilted her head back up and said in a nasily, conjested voice, "Oh, I'm ok. Just a little clumsy. " Finally the bleeding stopped and she removed the bloodied napkins from her muzzle. "I uh..." She stuffed the napkins out of sight somewhere on the seat next to her, as if she was trying to hide them. "I accidentally hit the door." She said with a sheepish grin. "Or the door hit me...actually." She began to regain her composure. And with a friendly, warm smile she said, "Thank you for asking. My name is Chemica and you are?"

[Angel624]

The pegasus started to feel sorry for Chemica. She looked like a sweet pony, and she wanted to help the poor mare. She looked so helpless. And the way she was talking, it sounded as if she could use some help.

"I'm Angel." She said in her sweet voice. She walked over to Chemica's booth. "Come on, let's go get you cleaned up."

[Crescent]

[[*finally gets Rogue here* ^-^]]

Rogue and Tramp were out together, for once. They had not done anything together in a long time, as Rogue had been busy with his own business and Tramp had been courting Fluttershy. Rogue was slightly worried about that; he didn’t really want his brother to get into anything serious with a mare. He knew how clingy Tramp could be, and it would be quite impossible to sort out everything if he was too in love. Rogue needed to control his brother, and Tramp falling in love was the most uncontrollable thing he could imagine.

The two walked into the café without any specific plans. Tramp had not planned to meet Fluttershy until later that day, and as for Rogue… well, he was quite content to just walk around for once. His mind did go back to Gib but in the end he knew that constant hovering over the mare would likely get her suspicious. And then, Tramp wasn’t feeling too well, it seemed, and despite his usually callous attitude toward his more responsible twin, Rogue was worried about his well-being. He had been sneezing and coughing all week, and was really beginning to look ill. Actually, Tramp should have been in bed, but Rogue’s cure for any illness was not to send the diseased to bed, but rather keep them moving and try to cheer them up. He believed “mind over matter” and thus did what he thought the best for his brother – despite the fact that he was himself beginning to sneeze now.

The first thing that Rogue’s eye fell upon as he walked in was Angel. She was standing beside a booth, talking to some other mare who he didn’t recognise. He lifted an eyebrow and checked the purple pegasus out once again. Yes, she had a fine formation and there was no doubt about her being pretty – Rogue could remember exactly why he had become interested in Angel in the first place. He swished his tail and arched his neck a bit, poking Tramp to the side with his shoulder.

“Brother,” he said over his shoulder as he started to walk toward the two mares, “I’ve got someone I want you to meet.”

Tramp nearly fell over from the poke – this surprised him as well as it would have surprised Rogue, had Rogue noticed it happen. As it was, the blue-maned unicorn regained his balance as quickly as he could and coughed a few times. His lungs felt like they were burning up and he felt dizzy, but he followed his brother to the two mares anyway. He was used to Rogue knowing better, and besides, he had beat colds before, and had no reason to suspect this was anything but a very bad case of the shivers. The faint touch of a pinkish-purple blush was the only odd sign, and it was hardly even noticeable.

The two stallions stopped next to Chemica’s booth and smiled. It was clear that they were twins, white unicorns, only told apart by their mane colour and symbols.

“Hello, ladies,” Rogue said with a polite bow of the head. He looked at Angel. “Angel, my dear, it has been far too long.” He turned his head a little to point to his brother, standing next to him. “This is Tramp, my brother. I don’t believe you’ve met.”

Tramp opened his mouth for a greeting, but a spell of coughing caught him and sent him almost doubled over. After the seizure was over, he looked with watered, puffy eyes and tried a smile.

“Uh… hi.”

[[oh, Angel, seeing as Angel has been infected for a week now, she should start developing the illness. She should have a cold, at least. She might be on the same stage as Rogue though, only sneezing and feeling a sore throat and stuff like that.

Oh and Tahlise – if you haven’t the faintest idea what this thing is about, read the PAARS thread on the MMB. ]]

[Angel624]

((Yay! *hugs Rogue* ^^ Oh, and Angel's actually a carrier of the PAARS, if that's ok. She's not really infected with it.))

The pegasus hoped that Chemica would be alright. She waited for the mare to answer, but then she was distracted..

She had forgotten about waiting for Rogue, once she was helping Chemica. But once Rogue and his twin showed up, Angel soon remembered. She wished that he could've come at a better time, when Angel wasn't busy. She, in fact, wish he had come earlier. But there was nothing she could do now. He was here, and he was with his brother that he had mentioned before. Ah! Tramp was the one who that breezie was looking for before! Angel had quickly forgotten of Poppy, she had just shut her out of her mind for the moment that she went into the Cafe. She had been all caught up on being with Rogue again, that she had forgotten of Poppy. Although she had sort of remembered the incident with her, and how she was saying Rogue was hers. But really, Tramp was her owner. Hopefully soon this would all be sorted out. But the way things were looking, Angel had a feeling that things would be the same for a while.

She smiled sweetly to Rogue and Tramp. "My dear lord. I am pleased to see you again." She said to Rogue. "And you must be Tramp, Rogue's brother. He has mentioned so much of you." She said to Tramp. "Oh, and this is Chemica. She just came in here, after having a little accident with the door. I think she could use a bit of help. Her nose seemed to have bled a little bit ago." She explained.

[tahlise]

OCC- I will post later:)

[WingSong]

((Sorry, I'm making this thread a tad more crowded. ))

Poppy buzzed into the Cafe calling, "Rogue! Oh, wait Rogue!" Only she wasn't talking to Rogue.

The unfortunate stallion who she had followed gave her a rather violent swat, sending her hurtling into a young mare's salad. The mare gave a cry of surprise as the breezie shook pieces of crouton out of her mane, then took off.

Poppy found her wings to be too heavy with dressing, and landed on the floor instead. There she began to cry - very loudly.

[tahlise]

Chemica was about to get up from her seat when two males strolled in. Well, one strolled while the other seemed to cough and wheeze into the cafe. The pony, Angel, must have known them already because her attention was suddenly averted as soon as they came in. The green and white mare cocked her head to the side, studying them. They were twins like her brothers were! But, as they neared her and the mare she'd just met, she discovered that one looked ill. She gathered from Angel that the first male was named Rogue and the sick looking one, he introduced, was Tramp. She wondered why the latter pony was out of bed as he coughed in fits, just trying to say hello.

Chemica heard Angel introduce her. "Oh, and this is Chemica. She just came in here, after having a little accident with the door. I think she could use a bit of help. Her nose seemed to have bled a little bit ago."

Chemica felt her face get hot and knew she was blushing. She wanted to sink into the booth but decided to try to save face from complete embarassment. She gave a nice smile, her blushing gone but only could manage to wave. Finally she said. "It's very nice to meet you." She hoped she didn't look too bedraggled from her unexpected meeting with the door. She really wanted to get to the bathroom and get cleaned up. Uh oh.... She looked at the guys standing next to Angel, sniffing back some more blood in her nose that kept trying to flow out. Oh great... She felt it coming, so she placed more napkins over her nose again and turned her head up. Half standing she said, "Uh...I'm gonna..."

Through the door came someone else calling for Rogue. Chemica couldn't see who it was but there was a great commotion, a crash of something, a mare's scream, and now a loud crying.

[Angel624]

The mare looked at Chemica as she put more napkins on her nose. She sort of wished that she could've helped her, if Rogue and Tramp didn't show up. But, there was nothing she could do about it now. She smiled to Chemica and whispered to her, "Don't worry, things will be ok."

She turned to the twins and smiled. She winked at Rogue. "So, Rogue, how have you be--" But she was interrupted by a calling of Rogue's name. Then she heard a mare scream, and then a loud crying. Uh oh...that voice, that annoying high-pitched voice. It belonged to Poppy. Oh no, she was here. Wait a sec, Rogue was here with Tramp, and Tramp was Poppy's real owner!! Maybe now Poppy would finally realized that Tramp was hers, and she'd leave Angel's precious Rogue alone. Oh, Angel could only hope....

[WingSong]

Poppy started across the cafe, her eyes squinched shut as she continued to cry. More than once, a busy waiter's hooves landed dangerously close.

Soon the breezie had managed to make her way to Chemica's table, just in time to have her tail harmlessly pinned down as the mare went to stand.

Now the loud, attention-seeking sobs were replaced by a shrill scream. "You almost stepped on me! You could have killed me!," she shouted at the injured mare. With her little mind focused on this, she didn't see Rogue.

[Crescent]

Rogue smiled to Angel and to Chemica for a greeting. He frowned a little at her nose bleed, and nodded toward his brother as he said: "Say, Chemica, I think my brother here might be able to help you on that. He's good at stopping things, aren't you, Tramp?"

Tramp smiled, looking rather ill and sniffling a little. Truth be told, he wasn't very sure if he should, seeing as he was sick and using magic required precise concentration, but he didn't want to disappoint his brother, so he smiled to Chemica anyway.

Before he could begin to do anything, however, the tiny breezie had found its way close to their table and got her hair pinned down underneath Chemica's hoof. The screaming startled Tramp and he stepped back, looking down. The breezie might have remained completely unnoticed by him had it not been so loud, but now that he saw her... His face drew into a wide smile.

"Poppy!" he exclaimed, bending his forelegs in order to crouch down to the little creature. "Popcorn, Rainbows have me, where did you come from?" His eyes were sparkling with happiness - he had truly enjoyed the little creature's company and been sad to leave her behind when Rogue had insisted they go.

Rogue, for his part, had grimaced the moment he could hear the shrill voice of the breezie, and when he realised that it was Poppy again, he quickly backed away, looking around, trying to find a place to hide from sight.

[Angel624]

Angel smiled as Tramp told Chemica that he could help her with her nose. She was about to say something, when Poppy flew over to them, getting her hair stepped on by Chemica. The loud whining caused Angel to put her front hooves over her ears. "Good lord!" She said as Poppy continued to scream, not even paying attention to what the stupid breezie was trying to say.

She then took her hooves off her ears when the screaming stopped. Angel let out a sigh of relief. She watched as Tramp was happy to see Poppy. Good! Now maybe Poppy would leave Rogue and Angel alone. And that the happy couple could head off somewhere....erm...more private. But Angel didn't want to leave Chemica alone. The pegasus decided to wait and see how everything played out.