Daring’s perspective:

We stood there by the portside railing until long after the sun had set. John simply kept me in comfort while I did him. It was an emotional moment for both of us but at least the hardest part was behind us.

“I guess… uhm… we should go.” John muttered and I nodded. We stayed side by side as we trotted back to the parlour room. When we got in I sort of expected to hear sexual screaming but instead was greeted by silence, a nice change.

John gave me a smile before trotting with a lousy sway towards his room. “John!...” I called out and he stopped, turned to me and waited for me to speak. “I… thank you… for everything you’ve done for me. I know sometimes I get mad but… just know that I’ll never hate you, okay.” I informed him and he nodded.

He went to turn around but before he did he smiled to me with gleamingly heartwarming eyes. “Goodnight Ms. Do.” He told me and I blushed heavily from the words he spoke.

He didn’t take much notice of it and simply trotted off to his room. I followed suit and trotted to mine. I opened the door as I pulled off my shirt and tossed it into a clump on the floor. The shirt lay there for a moment by itself before being buried by the rest of my clothes, all except my nightwear.

I flopped down on the bed and yawned but no sooner did I yawn then I heard a quiet moan from the room next to me. “Oh for the love of goddess…” I trailed my sentence off as the moans continued to grow in loudness.

I heard Billy muttered something to Brixie then she giggled. “You wouldn’t… no not now Billy. Daring and John just… aah!” She screamed as I could only imagine what Billy did to her… actually I don’t want to imagine what he did to her. Brixie began to moan uncontrollably and mutter very sexual words of pleasure, mostly ‘Oh buck yes!’ or ‘Oh yes, deep inside me.’ Among other things that I don’t wish to repeat.

I banged on the wall, “Hey knock it off in there. Some of us are trying to sleep!” I yelled. They both became silent.

“I told you not to do that!” Brixie hissed but then she cooed a silent moan. “No, Billy… don’t… ngh… stop it… aah… Billy please… ooh… Billy, Daring is gonna… aah… Billy… Billy I’m gonna… ngh… aaaaah!” Brixie screamed. I rolled my eyes and banged on the wall again.

“I said knock it off already!” I yelled again. There wasn’t anything I could do. I sat there for about an hour until my clock read 9:40pm. I couldn’t take this, they were sort of quiet but they would end up keeping me up all night like this.

I quickly thought about my options. Couch, bathtub or… well John did come into my room last night and pass out so I guess maybe I should return the favour. I quickly got up and trotted out of my room. The living room was dark and silent, almost too dark for me to see.

I ended up tripping over a small hoof rest and landing on the floor with a silent THUMP. I whispered a silent curse to myself as I got back to my hooves then quietly trotted over to John’s room.

I began to slowly open the door, but no matter how careful I was, the door hinges creaked a little. Under any other circumstances the creaking wouldn’t be at all considered loud, but for some reason it sounded louder than the sound of rain splashing against a tin roof.

The door opened fully and I closed it behind me, making sure to properly close it and not leave it open. John looked sound asleep, breathing in a slow and steady pace. I crept over to him then very cautiously and slowly got into his bed. He was mostly in the middle of the bed but that still gave me enough room to sleep on.

“Daring?” He whispered in a somewhat confused yet calm voice.

“Gah! John, you’re awake?!” I gasped and I saw him nod. I began to try and tell him what had happened but he simply put a hoof to my mouth. ‘Oh please goddess, please don’t let him take this as an advance.’ I pleaded in my mind.

“It was those two lovebirds, wasn’t it?” He asked, almost as if he was simply stating it. I nodded and he sighed. “I figured as much. Well I’m not gonna switch places with you, so I guess…” He trailed off his sentence and shuffled over closer to the wall to give me more room.

As I rested my head against a plush pillow I gave John a nudge with one of my hooves. “Thanks John.” I whispered. He simply gave a whispered and tired laugh as a reply. Within seconds I was sleeping peacefully but my dreams weren’t peaceful the entire night.

I heard his screaming as I flew down the shaft way. It was so dark that I couldn’t see a thing until I entered the depths of the cavern below. He must’ve seen me. “Daring! Daring… down here!” He called out.

I spotted him and quickly rushed down to his side. He was breathing heavily and erratically. “Just stay calm… everything is gonna be fine.” I told him calmly but then he moved his jacket flaps away from his hindlegs. Both legs were severely injured with compound fractures.

“Daring… go get help… get Marshal. I know he’ll be… mad but… he’ll know what to do.” He whispered to me.

“I can’t leave you here. At least let me get you up…” I began as I grabbed him. As I did, he screamed in excruciating pain.

“STOP! STOP, PLEASE STOP… Daring… you can’t move me.” He told me. I looked back to him and he shook his head. “Daring… go get help. NOW!” He hissed as he pushed me back. “Fly Daring… fly away.” He ordered me. I turned to fly away then screamed as I spotted some sort of water creature lurking out of the water. It looked like some sort of mass seaweed with tentacles coming out of its body.

I screamed then rushed into the air but it grabbed my left hindleg with one of its tentacles. I screamed again but then a gunshot went off and the tentacle released from around my hindleg. I looked down to see my friend with a still smoking revolver. “DARING, GO!” He screamed.

“But…”

“JUST GO, AND DON’T LOOK BACK!” He ordered me and I did exactly as he said. As I flew out of the shaft way I could hear his ghastly gurgling and cringed as everything became deathly silent.

“Hush now, quiet now. Everything will be alright, little one.” A very soothing voice echoed in my mind. The voice was so familiar… yet so vague. “Sssh… sssh, easy, easy. I’m here now. Relax…” The voice whispered and my mind faded away into peace.

The soothing feeling of a heartbeat against the side of my face and the constant breathing of a fury chest slowly woke me up. A hoof stroked through my mane and every so often I’d rub my face into the breathing chest a little.

Eventually I came to and realized that I was doing all of that. I gasped as I shot my head up off John’s chest. “John!... I uhm… I…” I trailed my sentence off, not knowing exactly how I had ended up sleeping on his chest. It was comforting but not exactly an intention of mine.

“It’s alright Daring. You were restless last night. You weren’t screaming very loudly but I could tell you were having a bad dream so… I put you at ease.” He informed me. He had been watching me while I slept?

I let out a deep breath then slowly rested my head back down on his chest, too tired at the moment to think properly. He began to stroke his hoof through my mane again. “Want to talk about it?” He asked and I shook my head. “I’m sorry.” He apologized.

I kept my face on his chest and looked up to him. “For what?” I asked.

“For this. I probably should’ve asked but…” He trailed off in knowing that he didn’t need to say anymore.

“Don’t worry about it John… Thank you… you seem to always be there for me. Even when I don’t know it.” I told him with a smile as I continued to rest my head on his chest.

Author's Notes:

So there's a relationship starting to build between Daring and John (Gee, thanks tips) anyway it's kind of a cool shift from love at first sight like most of the other romance stories I've written.