I had over a million thoughts racing through my head at that moment but only one managed to escape my tongue. "What the fuck!?" I realize I should have said 'Get the fuck out!' but that position Desire was in was just... How is anypony that flexible!?

"Like what you're seeing Lovely? If so, stop staring and start..."

Hell no! "Desire get out of my apartment!" She looked at me with a cocky smile. "Now!"

She got out of that position and off my bed still giving that smile. "You'll come around Lovely, they always do."

How about. "No. Now get out." I pointed my hoof to the door and Desire started walking out. "Next time you break into my home I'm calling the cops!"

"If you say so, but I'll say this once my brothers the chief of police." She has a brother!? "So I'll get out quick." Why does she make it sound like that happened before?

She trotted out the door and to my surprise closed it behind her. "Thank Luna! Now I can... Uh... clean up I guess. Is there even any soap in the bathroom?"

I went to the bathroom and started looking through the storage under the sink. Luckily I found a single bar of dusty soap. It had to have been sitting here for a while, all the dust it had was as thick as a note book. Thankfully the hot water worked and even though I didn't have any shampoo or conditioner the soap would be enough, even still had its sent. Roses.

After I let the hot water run for a few minutes and dusted off the soap I jumped in the shower. It felt amazing, the baths at the hospital were nice but this was my first shower in my new home, the feeling of joy and independence was too good for words. Once the soap got wet the smell of roses instantly filled the room.

Screw shampoo this soap is all I need! I had lost all track of time when I got out. It was then that realized I have no towels. Oh well. I shook myself much like a dog does in the bathroom and got most of the water off but I still had dew drops left on my coat and mane. Improvising I used the sheet that Desire had covered herself with to dry the rest off of the water.

Then I noticed a small box under the bed under the side that Desire was on. It was a small cardboard box, didn't look like much but when I lifted it up it had to have weighed over thirty pounds. How is a box this small so heavy!?

I tossed it on the bed and the springs ached under the weight. "What the hell?" I opened the box and inside was an envelope and something that almost filled the box, wrapped in paper. "Okay..." This is creepy. I placed the envelope aside and unwrapped the heavy object. My jaw dropped and eyes went wide when I unwrapped it. A gold bar!? Who, How ,What, When!? What!? "Uhh, How!? How did this gold brick get here!?" I covered my mouth and looked around for a bit before I started thinking.

Okay Lovely calm down there's a random gold bar in your room this isn't illegal... right? MR. Swiss's words rang through my head, 'Bad for business' Oh fuck me! I took one look at the envelopes seal and my blood turned ice cold, It bore the Baltimare mafia symbol on sealing wax. Fuck my life! No wonder this place was bad for business it was an old Baltimare mafia hide out! "Why!? Why me!?" I heard a knock at the door and nearly had a heart attack. "Okay away with this!" I hid the box back under my bed and headed to the door.

"Hey Lovely you ready yet?" Blue Jets voice sent a flow of relief though my body.

I opened the door. Surprised it didn’t open by itself like when I got here. "Hi Blue Jet, you come to pick me up?" I gave my best effort to look casual.

"Yeah, it was Bliss's idea... You seem kind of jumpy Lovely. You alright?”

Crap! "Oh uh just Desire gave me a bit of a scare when I got here."

"Let me guess she was in your bed under some sheets?"

How did he!? "How did you?!"

"She's in the lobby talking with her uncle. Telling him how she almost had this mare, I assume that was you?"

"Yeah, she was no where near... Wait her uncle lives here?"

"Lives here, he runs the place. You know MR. Swiss?"

Say what!? "MR. Swiss is Desire's uncle!?"

"Yeah, raised her too after the... accident." Blue Jets face looked sad, like having a bad memory come up.

"Accident?"

"Well... Do you know that her brother's the police chief?"

"She said that before I kicked her out, yeah?"

"Well her parents practically ran the police station. Both were the best of the best and were always keeping the peace. Well one day they get a tip off that some gang called the Baltimare mafia has a hideout somewhere in town." I felt a surge of pain run through my heart. "They found them in this apartment complex and arrested them, confiscated several thousand bits worth of pure gold bricks." That explains that but why is that one still here? "Then a week later a fire broke out in their home and when investigators arrived they found the bodies were tied to the bed each had a coin shoved in their mouths with that mafias symbol engraved on one of the sides, on the other both had some kind of warning."

An overwhelming surge of guilt and sadness flowed into me. I can’t help it I need to cry! "I have a few more things I need to take care of, mined waiting in the lobby?"

"Fine by me." Blue jet walked off to the lobby.

I closed the door and ran to my bed crying in the sheets. I felt responsible for the deaths of Desires parents. I don't care that I was a little filly back then, my family murdered them and left Desire and her brother without a family! To make it worse, all revenge tactics for imprisoned or killed family members have to be approved by My Parents! My parents sent the order to kill Desire's family! I kept crying until my tears ran dry. When I got strength I stumbled to the bathroom to wash my face off.

My eyes now showed red blood veins close to my heart shaped irises. It looked surprisingly demonic but my attention was still focused on the horror of what my family had done to Desire and her brother. My eyes went back to normal after a few minutes and I left my apartment, locking the door. I met Blue Jet in the lobby and Desire was still there talking with her uncle on the other side of the counter.

"What took so long Lovely?"

Blue Jet spoke but Rather than responding I walked over to Desire. "Hey."

"Hi Lovely, you seem in a better mood." I felt like I wanted to drop down crying. "You alright? You seem sad?" Damn it, it's showing! "You need a tissue or..." I leaned in and placed a quick kiss on Desires lips. I meant for it to be on the cheek but if I didn't react fast I was going to drop to floor in tears.

Then ran out of the building, I heard Desire yelling ‘Yes’ at the top of her lungs. Blue Jet was flying just above me somehow without me seeing him follow me out. "So... What was that about?"

"She has been through more than I would ever go through. She deserves something good to happen to her every now and then." I looked above me and Blue jet gave an understanding nod. "And it's my family's fault she’s had to go through that."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, nothing. Now come on either fly ahead or walk next to me so we can get to your house."

Blue Jet flew down and landed next to me smelling the air. "Hey you smell like roses." I laughed, almost forgetting my sadness and we walked the rest of the way to his home.

It was dark when we arrived at Blue Jet's home. His house was rather plane, a two story wooden building. Not even any paint or signs that paint was once there. I saw massive fields behind the house, at first they looked barren but then I saw vines and heads of large potatoes sticking out of the ground. Yup they farmed potatoes. When we entered the inside was beautifully decorated in exquisite furniture and paintings. Not even my old home looked this good and we were rich!

"Dad! Ma! Our guest is here!" Blue Jet’s yell almost made me jump.

Wait Dad I get but Ma? "I thought you had two dads?"

"I do, Bulk we call Dad and Grinder we call Ma."

"Why?"

Blue Jets face turned red. "I'd rather not say."

I still didn't get it. Then I saw a grey coated earth pony stallion enter the room, his mane and tail were purple and his cutie mark was a bolt or is that a rivet? "I take it you're Lovely?" His voice sounded scary intelligent. Seriously does his voice have its own brain!?

"Yes."

"I'm Bulk, pleasure to make your aquatints." I might be stereotyping here but I did not expect a pony who farms potatoes to sound so sophisticated.

"Same. Pardon my asking but is your cutie mark a bolt or a rivet?" If I didn't know it was going to bug me forever.

Bulk looked at me in confusion. "Sorry I just didn't expect that to be your first question. If you must know it is a rivet, do you wish to know why?"

Blue jet turned to me with an expression that clearly read don't answer that. “I would love to." Blue Jet face hoofed.

"It's because I am not so different from a rivet. Just as a single rivet can hold over a thousand pounds I can pull and carry over four hundred pounds alone."

"Thanks amazing!"

"Thank you for saying so."

Just then another stallion, unicorn, Twice Bulks size entered the room. His coat was a shade of green, both his mane and tail were pitch black and his cutie mark was a potato... That answers that. "Bulk I told you to wait up." His voice was deep and boomed throughout the room but it held a gentle nature to it. He spotted me and gave a small smile. "You must be Lovely."

"Yes I am." Guess we go through this again.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Grinder and I see you've already met my husband Bulk."

Bulk scratched the back of his head while giving a mischievous smile. "Yes I have. So Blue Jet and Bliss haven't really talked all that much about you two and I would love to get to know you two."

"Perfect." Bulk spoke. "We can get acquainted at dinner, now is Bliss done cooking yet? If no pony knows I'll go check."

Both Blue Jet and Grinder Tried to speak but Bulk had left the room leaving nothing but a puff of dust. "Dammit ta hell Dad."

What did Bulk do? "Why?"

"Dad loves to try and help Bliss when she's cooking but she don't like his kind of help."

"How so?"

"Bulk try's to take over the kitchen and work on everything at once. I'm not even sure if he means well when doing it." Grinder responded.

If his own husband can't even guess his intentions then it must be bad.

"DAMN IT DAD GET OUT!" Bliss's voice boomed throughout the house. That time I did jump in shock. Bulk came running into the room covered in what looked like pasta sauce.

"I'm gonna go get cleaned up."

Bulk left the room then Blue Jet and Grinder let out a few laughs. "Wow that was bad." Blue Jet spoke in between chuckles.

"Was that dinner?" It was a stupid question but it was the only thing I could think of saying.

"No, no that was last weeks leftovers." Grinder responded. "Honestly I can never figure out what is up with that stallion and the kitchen. Every time I try and ask him he just say's it's old habits and when I try and pull more out of him he moves to my crotch and well end of discussion."

"Oh..." Now I'm blushing. And I think I now understand why Blue Jet didn't want to talk about his parents nick names.

"DINNERS READY!" Once again Bliss's voice boomed throughout the house. I didn’t jump that time.

"Is she normally this loud at home?"

"No." Blue Jet responded. "She just got stuck in the nursery at the hospital for an hour and well... around that department ponies call her the baby detonator." What? "Whenever she's near a baby they just don't stop screaming until she's gone. And she was there for an hour before the regular nurse came so she's kind of hard on hearing right now."

"Why do baby's hate her?"

"It's more the reverse."

What!?

"She don't hate babies she's more afraid of them. As a doctor she keeps ponies alive and aides them when they're sick or hurt, but to her a baby is a whole other field that scares the living hell out of her."

"Why?"

"Unlike a patient you can't really tell them what to do and what not to do to keep them healthy, it’s all up to the parents to make sure they’re alright and that they don't hurt themselves. Honestly I think she just can't handle all that responsibility."

"That's... I don't really know what to say to that."

"YOU PONIES COMING OR WHAT!?" Bliss's voice yet again boomed throughout the house.

"Fer the love of, WERE COMING!" Blue Jet yelled out at the top of his lungs almost gasping for air when he stopped. "Come on if we don't go now she'll yell again."

I couldn't help but laugh at how Blue Jet and his family acted. Even though Blue Jet and Bliss aren't related they are still brother and sister. Their parents aren't traditional but they raised them just fine. Despite the visual differences they aren’t any different from any other family. I'm almost jealous.

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