It wasn't that hard to get Sunset and Rarity out of my room, That ladder seemed to had been hidden in the vine for a decade or two and to my amazement it was still in working condition. The plan was for the girls to sneak out of my room so they can go home and get ready, I then to go get ready, and then they would come knocking on my door to take me away to spend the day out on the town. Mostly we would hang out at Sugar Cube Corner and down milkshakes until we figured out what to do.

As I got ready for the day, a knock on my bedroom door threw a wrench to my plans in a major way.

"You got school today, Anon?" my grandfather asked.

"It's Saturday."

"Right. Right. So does that mean you can do me a favor?"

That 'small favor' was to clean out the entire garage. Grandma finally caved in after a twenty year marathon of hoarding and decided to sell her collected wares at the church rummage sale tomorrow. She felt it would be a win-win since she makes money and god would forgive her for getting drunk off the communal wine, which, in her defense, she did not plan it to happen since she is not catholic and was asked to go by a friend for emotional support.

The work was dusty, hot, and miserable. It was supposed to take the whole day, so goodbye plans for the entire day. so on que, Rarity and Sunset Shimmer arrived ready for a day to have fun. Instead, they found me in a tank top and jeans stacking boxes and taking them to the front lawn, where my grandparents were setting price tags, drinking, and setting them in a rented u-move truck.

"Hey, it's the good girl!" Grandpa screamed as Sunset came into his view.

"Hello!"

"So, are you two finally going to turn Anon into a man?!"

They watched as I moved the boxes, I did tell them to go on without me, but they decided to stay put. Still, I felt the day was shot until...

"Hi Anon!"

Rainbow Dash brought the entire varsity team with her, or they happened to follow her in her booty shorts and sports bra. "Wanna play some ball?"

"I'm kinda busy. But, I can join if you all want to help."

The team joined in the moving of the boxes, which turned a all day job to a 30 minute chore. For their help, Grandma agreed for pizza after we came back from the court and anything they wanted from the piles of antique. Everyone got small things, with the exception of Mase, who happened to find a bong in Grandma's stuff from the 70's.

As the last things were moved to the front lawn, I noticed that a leather jacket was on a really shitty bench. The jacket was dusty and worn, which was easily fixable with some leather cleaner, and just like Sunset Shimmer's jacket but without the metal studs.

I put it on and it fit perfectly. Everyone was looking at me with opened mouths, but no one said a word.

"What?"

"Behind you..." Sunset answered.

I turned around, and I realized it was no bench.

It was a motorcycle, black body, chrome parts, but was slowly rusting around some of the edges. It seemed it was still driveable, but after all these years....

"Huh, I forgot all about that thing! Tell you what Anon: fix it and it's yours!" Grandpa screamed

Oh, yes!

"Seems fun and all, but I guess we won't be playing ball today?" Talala asked.

"Not exactly." I answered, pointing to a portable basketball hoop that was stuck in the 90's, still in it's package.

It took us half hour to set up the hoop in the backyard, where a big slab of smooth concrete that was supposed to be a bbq pit that was never completed was used for the court.

After that, however, The bike was a different story.

Rarity watched on as the team played half court basketball. The better players were teaching the newbies how to play better. I was off on the side, working on the bike with Sunset helping as much as she could. My father taught me basic mechanic work as a kid, so I at least tried to do simple fixes: replace the gasoline with fresh ones, clean out the engine, replace the spark plugs. Sunset helped with taking parts off, cleaning them, and in some cases reapplying lubricants and oils.

By noon, the pizza was called, arrived, and scarfed on by all. It was a nice break to all sit there and look out into the forest that was the boundary of our property.

By five o'clock, the things I needed to do was complete, and the motorcycle was alive and humming as if it was brand new.

Everyone was happy for me, but a bit envious at the same time. I knew that I wanted to take it out for a spin.

"Can I join you, Anon?" Sunset asked.

"You kinda have to, you have the jacket for it," I joked.

We both got on, and drove off into the scenic forest route. It felt liberating driving through the falling leaves.

"So, Anon. Does this mean you can give me a ride to school everyday?" She asked as we were stopped on a red light on our way home.

"Is that why you helped me fix it?"

"...Maybe."

Author's Notes:

So I decided to make a skype group for fans, editors, pre-readers, and proofreaders to help me polish my stories. Mostly so I can make the best possible story I can make, but would love to make new friends .

If you want to join in skype me at louisros1990 and tell me that you are there for the group