Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2015 0:27:00 GMT
"Well it's just that I didn't want anypony to hurt you, Crash. I don't recall the last time I fought like that. My goodness, that was exhausting." Slide was now sitting on the couch, tired from the fight against the intruder. "Let me tell you something Crash. That intruder used to be a friend of mine and was an avid fan. He showed up to every orchestra performance and was a saxophone player in the Ponyville Jazz Ensemble until something tragic happened." Slide paused and took a deep breath.
"During one jazz performance, he was playing a solo, a solo I composed. But halfway through the solo, he realized that he had not practiced the solo enough and stopped playing. The rest of the jazz ensemble stopped playing. They watched him yell at me on a stage in front of an audience. I told him that's what a solo is, you can play it or improvise over the chord changes. I noticed he was getting angry, angry that the solo was too easy. He lunged at me and punched me in the face. I punched him back and a hoof fight began. Security was called and I banned him from the jazz ensemble, asking a familiar alicorn to disintegrate his instrument. Angry, he swore for revenge and left. I never saw him for many years. I think he must have seen us flying together or the both of us at the bowling alley. I'm glad I won't be dealing with him anymore."
Slide looked at the clock and noticed it was an hour after midnight. "Goodness! Look at the time. I need to get some rest. I love you Crash. If you want, we can both sleep in the bedroom. Goodnight!" Slide got up from the couch and trotted over to the master bedroom, closing the door behind him.
"During one jazz performance, he was playing a solo, a solo I composed. But halfway through the solo, he realized that he had not practiced the solo enough and stopped playing. The rest of the jazz ensemble stopped playing. They watched him yell at me on a stage in front of an audience. I told him that's what a solo is, you can play it or improvise over the chord changes. I noticed he was getting angry, angry that the solo was too easy. He lunged at me and punched me in the face. I punched him back and a hoof fight began. Security was called and I banned him from the jazz ensemble, asking a familiar alicorn to disintegrate his instrument. Angry, he swore for revenge and left. I never saw him for many years. I think he must have seen us flying together or the both of us at the bowling alley. I'm glad I won't be dealing with him anymore."
Slide looked at the clock and noticed it was an hour after midnight. "Goodness! Look at the time. I need to get some rest. I love you Crash. If you want, we can both sleep in the bedroom. Goodnight!" Slide got up from the couch and trotted over to the master bedroom, closing the door behind him.