Story Of The Human In Equestria

Chapter 2 - A Diamond Job

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Ponyville, Equestria

10:10 AM

Hay Street 2210123

I sighed and walked around Hay Street. "Now that I got a house, I should get a job." I told myself pondering the job I should get I pulled out a key I got from that mare receptionist. I walked into the front yard. "Wow! Why is this place not expensive!?" I yelled to myself as I just stared at the open plain behind me. I then looked to the left and my smile faded. It was next to the Rich estate.

As I came to the front of the house. I sighed, I'm going to live next to Diamond Tiara, aren't I? Noticing me, Diamond called me with the name of: Thing. "Hey! Thing!" called the pink filly, I hesitantly walked over to the pink earth filly.

"What is it Miss?" I asked. Her coat smelled of over-priced shampoo combined with the overbearing smells of nail . . . hoof polish and the faint smell of dye. Does . . . Diamond dye her mane?

"What the buck are you?" a male voice carried over her shoulders.

"No Princess, that's no way to talk to a neighbor." He said, without looking at me.

I fell silent for a moment. "And what you're doing is much better. Not even looking at me." I said, causing him to look to me. Unlike most, he didn't scream but . . . was fascinated with my body-structure. I watched him go around me. The combination of smells stayed within my nose.

I glanced down, finally getting annoyed hearing the sounds of Filthy Rich's hooves clapping on the dirt road. "This is fascinating." The stallion said. "Oh! Where are my manners? I'm Filthy Rich. And this is my little Princess; Diamond Tiara." Rich said simply.

I gave a simple nod. "I'm Gabriel. You can call me Gabe."

Rich nodded and stared at me. "Wow. Why are you so tall? Is it because of you sanding on two legs?" he asked, quizzically.

I shrugged. "Let's go inside and we could talk . . . how about that?" I offered. Rich seemed interested in me.

"Yes! Of course." He said. I was pondering why he was so into my race.

Filthy Rich walked into his gate. I followed him along with Diamond Tiara. She stuck out her tongue at me. Upon opening the door he gestured inside. "Now, this is called a "house"." Rich spoke to me like a human would to a dog. I frowned at that.

"Yeah. I knew that." I said walking into the fairly big living room.

"Oh. My apologies then." Rich reacted I nodded accepting his apology.

Rich sighed with relief. "If I may ask, Mr. Rich, why are you so interested in my race?" I placed a hand on his shoulder.

Filthy Rich gave a nod. "Of course. You see, my sister, Lyra Heartstrings would not shut up about a bipedal creature. With no coat and exposed skin. Like you!" he said giddily.

"And you have the same love for this "bipedal" creature as she does?" I asked cracking my fingers.

Rich gave a small shrug. "Well . . . I don't have the same . . . love for this creature as she does but . . . I do find them really interesting. Hoomans I believe?" Rich tapped my fingers.

"Humans. And I get what you mean." I said, blushing faintly.

"Ooh that's interesting. Seems these "humaans" have the same functions as we ponies do." He said, I slapped my face.

"Humans, Hu-man-s."

"Hu-Hum-Humans?" he looked at me.

I smiled and nodded. "Yup." I said simply.

Rich and I sipped coffee Rich had butlers bring. "So, how is the coffee?" Rich asked taking a quick sip.

Is he already out of questions? I thought to myself sipping my coffee. "It's fine. And how is the business?" I asked flatly.

"It's well, further more how did you know about my business?" Mr. Rich asked looking at me puzzled.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Well . . . living in a town as nice as this, and so financially stable with your daughter and all." I sipped my coffee and gave a small smile to him.

"Listen, I see you need some bits, is this accurate?" he asked setting his coffee cup on the coffee table with a small clink.

I rubbed my head. "Well, I wouldn't say I am too good with money right now. So, kind of." I gave a sigh of sadness.

"Well . . . I am out of town a lot. And . . . my last foalsitter quit on me . . . would you like to foalsit my daughter?" he offered. It was an offer that was just handed to me. A job that I just had to wait on.

"Ooh . . . I don't know Mr. Rich-" I was cut off by Filthy Rich putting a hoof in front of my face.

He cleared his throat and spoke. "Please, call me Rich."

I nodded and went back to the beginning of my words. "I don't know Rich. Babysitting Diamond. It's a big job for a single human." I said, he laughed at my words.

"She can be quite the hoofful. But . . . I am not asking you to "babysit" Diamond, I'm asking you to "foalsit" her." He said, I gave a quick roll of the eyes and exhaled.
"Still Rich. It's a big, big job. I don't know the first thing about Diamond, not truly. What does she like to do?" I asked putting a hand on his shoulder. I don't know anything other than when she's on the show.

Rich rolled his eyes. "She's just like any other filly her age." Rich laughed.

I gave a sigh. "Of course she is. And what do the fillies do for fun?" I asked him flatly.

Rich sighed angrily. "You're the foalsitter, you should know!" He said, taking another sip.

I shrugged before talking. "I literally just got here today. I had no time to look at foals in class. You are aware most of the residence will and I mean WILL scream, am I correct?" I crossed my arms.

Sighing Rich set his cup down. "I am aware of that. I am also aware you need a job. Either take this job on foalsitting my Princess or just go back from where you came from." He said harshly almost getting right in my face.

"I wish I could Rich . . . I wish I could." I pushed him back into his seat and rose setting my coffee cup on the table as I did so. "I truly have no idea how or why I am here. I was in my room, getting ready for bed. All of a sudden my screen turns on and I am blinded by a light. Just like that; I am here." I saw him look to the ground in disappointment.

Thing is, being such a hoofful, I could never find a foalsitter which would be able to take care of my Princess's needs. You might be able to." He said smiling happily. God, I hope he's talking about something else . . .

Somewhat, Rich held a laugh. "No. Not that." He added, reliving some of my stress.

"Okay. But, what can I do that no one else can?" I asked, he seemed to be confused by thee word "no one".

"Well, NO-PONY can keep an eye on her." Rich explained, this shed some light on why me, he also emphasized "no-pony".

"So, you expect me, not even a full adult can keep an eye on her?" I asked, a little confused at first.

Rich tapped his chin. "Yes." He said smiling faintly.

I sighed and looked at him, his pleading eyes were showing just how desperate he is. "Fine. I'll watch your daughter. Just for a night." I said sternly, as response Rich nodded.

"Yes! I got a foalsitter!" he shouted, it attracted attention away from him and to the sounds of hoofsteps approaching the room.

"Daddy, is everything okay?" Diamond asked, poking her head around the corner cutely.

"Yes. Say, Princess? How do you feel about Gabriel?" he asked, gesturing to me.

Diamond rolled her eyes. "To be honest . . . he looks dumb as buck." She said, I could tell Rich was angry as his jaw fell. "I mean, he looks so stupid." Diamond gestured to me. I hate that child. I thought to myself as she continued to most likely insult me. This was the living reason I didn't want to babysit this pony. All she'll do all night will be insult me and tease me about her being "normal". Nothing more and nothing less. She won't listen to me, she'll just think of me as another meaningless figure watching her every move.

Diamond stuck out her tongue at me. Frowning, Rich came closer and snarled at Diamond. Who didn't move. "You do not treat any-pony like that!" Rich hissed angrily at the pink filly.

"Is he really "any-pony" Daddy?" Diamond smirked at him. I saw something beginning to break in his eyes.

"It's . . . alright, Rich." I said, poking my head around his head.

"It is not alright to say "buck" though." Rich glared at me then back to Diamond.

I walked over and looked at Diamond. "I'm your new ba- I mean, foalsitter. You WILL show respect to me." I looked at her roll her eyes at my words. I grabbed one of her hooves and leaned downward. "It's like this, Diamond: I can either ba- foalsit you and you can respect me, or I decline this and you are left with no on- pony, to stay with you until bedtime. And knowing your type, you probably are afraid of the dark." I stated simply, she was shocked at me.

"H-How can you tell!?" she angrily hissed at me, quickly I may add.

I smirked at her. "The hissing gave it away, Diamond." I said, a sly smirk coming across my face.

"O-Oh. Darn it." She said with a frown.

I placed a hand on her shoulder, she jumped at my fingers on her shoulder. It was different than a hoof. She almost immediately slapped my hand away with a hoof, smiling as she did so.

I rolled my eyes. "As long as you don't screw this up. I'll be watching you until bedtime." I said, looking at her sternly. As much as she hated the idea of as she would call me a "biped" to watch her. She is quite scared of the dark. And how large this house is, and the fact Rich won't hire a night butler she has no other choice if she doesn't want to be scared out of her mind.

"Fine, you can get a chance." She grumbled under her breath.

"Good girl." Her dad said with a warm smile. Rich's father extended a hoof in front of me. "So, I'll pay you forty bits an hour, usually I get home around her bedtime which is anywhere between eight to nine PM. She likes to have a snack when she gets home from school, she has a bath at five-thirty, her dinner is around six. She likes to have Silver Spoon over almost every night. Finally, she doesn't like any-pony going in her closet . . . EVER." Rich said, smiling at me. My curiosity was interested in what was behind the closet.

"Easy enough. Anything else?" I asked, to be honest, it wasn't as complicated as I past thought.

"Yes of course. She likes to go to an appointment to do something with her mane, and coat, so, you have to go with her there. She isn't allowed without an adult." He explained, he pulled out a small bag of bits. "First, you should get some rest. Go in your house and have a nice long rest." He said, I did as told.

When coming in I turned on the lights, probably half of Ponyville was in my house. Though I expected it I was still shocked. Plus, none of my guests screamed. It was odd. Did they scream their enough, so they weren't shocked anymore? Or is it that Pinkie Pie throws such a great party they didn't care it was for me? A pink blob only known as Pinkie Pie hopped to me. "HithereI'mPinkiePiewhat'syournameIbetit'ssomethingreallyoddIthrewthispartyjustforyouwereyousurprisedhuhwereyouwereyouwereyou!?" the pink party pony of Ponyville asked smiling as she skipped around me.

"Sure . . ." I was shortened of breath just listening to her talk.

"Yea! SowhereareyoufromIbetyou'refromtheEverfreeforestamIrighthuhamIamI!?" the pink mare asked, still hoping around me. I ignored her. She was my least favorite mane six (Deal with it). I grabbed a cup and filled it with her "famous" punch. I took a drink and actually liked it. She does know how to make punch apparently.

"Doyoulikethepunchhuhdoyoudoyoudoyou!?" Pinkie Pie said suddenly behind me. I almost choked on the punch with the sudden voice.

"Uh . . . yes. I liked the punch. I'm Gabriel by the way." I said, filling my cup.

Pinkie suddenly stopped being hyperactive but . . . normal. "Yea! I'm so, so, SO happy you like it." She said with a grin on her face.

"Thanks. I'm surprised you aren't afraid of me." I said to the pink mare.

"Why would I be afraid!?" she exclaimed. "You a very "special" friend!" she said, suddenly pulling me into a welcoming hug.

Wait . . . "special", did she call me stupid or is she meaning wait . . . "How did you get into my house!?" I realized the door was locked when I came in.

"Oh silly! I always get a spare key from the mayor to host a party silly!" she giggled I slapped my face.

"Of course you do." I mumbled as I realized that was a stupid question.

"Sooooooooodoyoulikethepartyhuhdoyoudoyoudoyou?" she asked, getting back into her hyperactive self.

"It I must admit, is good to see people . . . not afraid of me." I shrugged as I walked around my entire house. The entire house echoing through it was the sounds of stallions and mares clopping around my house. It was empty so the house was REALLY able to hear everything.

Pinkie Pie followed me around. "So, you new to Ponyville?" she asked following me into the master bedroom.

I rested a hand on where the bed would be. If I can buy one soon great. If not, I can sleep on the floor. Hearing the question repeated I looked back at the pink mare. "You can say that." I said sitting down on the empty gap. All that was there was the marks of which were visible from the old owner's bed.

Pinkie smiled happily. "I'd be more than welcome to show you around Ponyville!" she gave me a wide ear-to-ear grin. I nodded in response.

"If you don't mind, could we stop the party? I have a day ahead of me." I said bluntly. Pinkie frowned at my words, but nodded soon going into her cheerful tone. "Okay! I'll tell every-pony." She seemed respecting my wishes. I rested my head on the floor, the hard oak wooden floor, with nothing to rest my head on. I closed my eyes and fell off to sleep.