"Remember the small cliff above the frozen pond where we first met?" Bee chuckled, "The first thing I thought of was pouncing on you because you were new."
Blade thought for a moment but gave a small nervous laugh, "Yeah, to be honest, you caught me off guard, I mean, if I had to defend myself I would have, I just thought you-" He cut himself off before proceeding at all, "Yeah, I remember."
Bee's eyes narrowed, "You thought I what?" She asked, though she obviously want going to do anything but listen.
BladeRunner gulped a little, looking to the side a bit to not meet the gaze of the wolf, "Well I though that you... were pretty." He muttered the last two words, a slight blush going across his face.
Bee lightened up and have a small chuckle. She too blushed, "You're so cute." She tilted her head tp side and gave a small smile.
Blade smiled back, "So, what now is the question," He would ask Bee, unsure of what happens from this point on, although he would be taking her to a diner in a few hours, there was still plenty to do for the time being.
"I'm not quite sure." Bee shrugged, and flicked get tail. "I'm not very good at ideas what to do. I'm usually busy.'
"Yeah same here, I usually come up with stuff while I work, somehow it just works that way," BladeRunner shrugged, getting up and cracking his neck, "Well, I better get back to work, damn thing is going to drain my life away."
"Perhaps I can watch?" Bee asked, tilting her head in question. (Sorry for mine being so short. I can think well lately.)
(Its fine.) BladeRunner looked to Bee, giving a smile of assurance he nodded, getting up and starting to leave, "You can help even, if you like?"
As they would walk, they would make it to the front of the store where there had been a customer walking in already. BladeRunner had a serious expression, looking to the customer, "Welcome to the Blade-edge Forge and Smith, what can I help you with?" "Yes, quit a Blacksmith you have here," he said in a British accent, being well dressed in a fancy suit and having one of those curly mustaches, "I am looking to buy a golden dagger, my son has a birthday this weekend and I need to get him something that he would love. He is a huge fan of collecting these hideous items, but, as a father I should pursue his goals." "Well, you can to the right place," BladeRunner would reply in a deep tone, looking at the calculator he pulled out along with a note book full of prices, "If you want check out our gold selections and styles on the third wall over there, if you do not find what you need, we can craft it for you." "But of course," The Stallion said, walking over to the wall with golden weapons, but he soon looked at them in disgust. BladeRunner was trying to hold his anger on this stallion, he comes in and acts like this place is foreign then tells the owner how weapons are hideous? Without weapons in the first place there wouldn't be Equestria.
(Yeah, I've been busy and sick.) Bee smiled politely, though this certain pony irritated her much. "Now sir, I believe that one would work well with your son. As I can see you must be picky because its for kin."
"Mmhm, yes," the Stallion said, ignoring Bee but acknowledged what she had said for a brief moment. He found a small, golden throwing knife and picked it up off of one of the brackets of the wall, looking it over and walking to the desk and dropping the knife on its hilt for it to fall flat, "I will like to buy this-" "If you want your damn kid to have a good weapon or collectable treat that item likes its important instead of acting like a total douche about it," Blade said vocally yet calmly, getting the point across to the Stallion, "You want the weapon? Treat this damn shop with some form of respect." The Stallion looked to Blade, his ears laid back and he did look like he was going to say something, but kept quiet, and then BladeRunner spoke, "That will be Twenty-Two Thousand Bits." The Stallion pulled out several bricks of gold and put them on the front desk and left with the weapon. BladeRunner could not help but smirk.
Bee was silent for a moment, she then burst out with laughter. "He-He looked like he was about to cry!" She nearly fell down, but soon calmed herself. "Ahh, he deserved it. What a pile of sticks." She went and sat next to Blade again.
"I have a special type of hate for that people," Blade said sighing, "Its only a small matter compared to burglars, usually authorities find them dead or barely alive with trauma," He said in a calmed tone, "Oh well, its just another brick the in wall I suppose. This reminds me, you need anything to eat or drink at all?"
"Meh, its something I really do not want to talk about at this point," Another customer came in, it was a young mare, about in her early twenties. She looked to BladeRunner and smiled, "Been a long time Omega," she said as if she knew him. Something was very off about her, but it didn't seem to affect Blade at all. "Likewise, Sigma," He would reply with a slight smile. He then looked to Bee and then remembered, "Oh yeah, Bee, this is Rain, Rain this is Bee." The mare who was "Rain" looked to Bee and smiled, "Aww! Blade I didn't know you had a pet! She is so adorable!" "Umm... she's not a pet..." Blade replied back.
