//------------------------------// // Home: 2 // Story: Town Hall // by Kentavritsa //------------------------------// . I step out of the Town Hall, trotting over the street. My older sister: Daphne is following me. The weather is warm, it feels as if it is a cool summer’s day. “This house is as good as anyone!” Twilight points out, pointing at the first Cottage on my right. “If it is currently unoccupied, then!” Daphne agrees. “Clip clop, clip clop..” is heard, as we trot over the hard ground outside. Twilight leads us to the suggested address, only stopping before the door. Though I guess I notice the path between the street and the door had been laid with smooth stone bricks. Furthermore; the path is lined with Peonies on both sides of the path. I count seven deep, purple peonies on each side of the road. “How beautiful!” I exclaim, only for Daphne to nod in agreement. “Yes, they are!” Twilight responds; “You will find this feature before each and every house on Twilight Town!” she then points out. “These Peonies are lovely!” Daphne exclaims, her eyes watering with emotion. “As I mentioned before; just place the frog of your right fore-hoof onto the plaque, and the door will slide right up!” Twilight explains. “Oh, but wait; you did something like that earlier, Twilight!” I proclaim. With that, I lift up my right fore-hoof; pressing the frog of my hoof onto the smooth, black surface of the plaque. “It is warm!!” I exclaim; “and it almost feels as if it was grasping my hand, in a hand-shake too!” I then elaborate. The floor inside is laid with black, Ceramic tiles; laid with an inch of crystal clear Silicone, leaving the floor much softer than I could have imagined. As I step in, I soon notice the shoe-rack to the right of the door to the cloaking room. Over the shoe-rack, I have the jacket-hangers and the hat-rack on top. The walls had been laid with deep dark oak wood and covered with a four foot tall, deep pink Cherry Wood Picket Fence. “Your architect certainly spared no effort here?” Daphne prompts. “Why bother?” Twilight suggests; “Not as if it would have cost us or the Town anything!” she puts forth. (On second thought, it really didn’t; if truth be told, it may actually be a net income with new inhabitants) “You could improve on the building over time..” Daphne suggests; “Just adding details or adjust over time?” she then inquires. Magic. I extend my right fore hoof, placing the frog of the hoof on the plaque; only for the door to slide up before me and I step into the living room, only for the door to slide shut as we had cleared the threshold. Once in the living room, I notice the thematic ceiling continues into the room as if the wall had not even been there. “I love the sofa..” I exclaim, “I had not expected to see this style here!” I mumble. “This three seated cinematic sofa is quite nice!” Twilight puts forth. “Truth be told, I had not been expecting anything even remotely this elaborate or Modern!” I concede; “Not based on the exterior, at least!” I then continue. “Yes, it is..” I agree: “and this is all ours, now?” I inquire; in the hopes to confirm what I had been promised, or avoid making a mistake of epic proportions. “Yes, Astoria, of course it is!” Twilight responds. “You mean to say..” Daphne inquires; “you just gave us a Cottage?” she inquires. “Yes..” Twilight confirms; “I have a few Cottages to spare..” she continues; “you could say, that I am investing in the Town’s future; as I am inviting two new Citizens!” she puts forth. I am standing in the middle of the floor; laid with a deep, dark Oak-Wood Parquet. Just as with the previous room, the floor had been coated with crystal clear Silicone. While I am not sure why, but it does feel good to set hoof on. The walls had been laid with deep dark oak wood and covered with a four foot tall, deep Pink Cherry Wood Picket Fence. As I am looking at the wall opposing the door through which we had just entered; I can see the door to a large terrace and a window on each side of the door, still leaving plenty of space to spare. Behind me; I have a made to measure bookshelf, crafted out of prime Linden wood. The bookshelf is covering the entire wall, as if I had been expected to hold a small Library’s worth of books there. Or, possibly; arrange a few priceless decorations, of our choice, too. The smooth, glossy surface is suggesting it had been polished, and lacquered with delicate care. Behind the sofa, the door to the kitchen could be seen. Aside from the door; there is a flight of stairs leading up to the second floor, where we have our bed rooms, little Girl’s rooms and Showers as well. “Am I detecting a Pattern, here?” I am pondering. The real surprise, is the large screen Television set covering the wall opposing the sofa, as if this had been a Cinema. “Let us go upstairs, so you can see your respective Bed Rooms!” Twilight proposes. I just nod, taking the flight of stairs up to the second floor. The first I notice, is the two doors before us; leading to what I suppose would be our two Bed Rooms. On one side, there are two little Girl’s room; on the other side, there are the two showers. Apparently, we don’t have to stand in line; waiting for the other to finish the shower, before one could enjoy the shower. How convenient, and for just the two of us. The floor, walls and the ceiling is just the same as downstairs. Well, what a shock? I could never have figured, in a million years. “Choose your bed room, then extend your right fore-hoof on the plaque to your Bed Room!” Twilight instructs us. I choose the first room, leaving my older sister: Daphne to choose the second room. As expected, I feel the warmth of a greeting; as I place the frog of my right fore-hoof on the plaque. There is a momentary tingling sensation, as the room registers me as the owner of this particular room. The floor, walls and ceiling are exactly the same as outside. I have a bed on one side of the door, beside which I have my night stand. The bed had been made with a glossy black Silicone sheet, a large crystal clear Pillow and a three inch thick, crystal clear Quilt. Should I have been surprised, shocked even; but no, what’s the point? This seems to match the pattern of the general style I had been observing. As I open the drawer of the night stand; I find what could only be taken for a head set, just in my own skin-tone. Or; is it fur colour, here? The device is cool to the touch, but warms up to me as I am picking it up. I tentatively place it on my head, only to find it fitting perfectly. Custom made, or made to measure? Should I assume; my sister had found an identical device, in her room too? Well, why not? It would not be right; if she did not receive one, too. “If I have a wardrobe; I could as well see, what it is like?” I ponder. I move to the wardrobe, opening the doors to the right; only to find my daytime wear, quite the selection. I step back, opening the doors to my left; only to find my nighttime wear, gasping as I realize what I had been given. I leave the nighttime wears, where I found them; only to focus on the daytime wears, as it currently is daytime, after all. I slip into a pair of Silicone white Panties and a matching Top. The wall of the Wardrobe before me is apparently a mirror, covering the each of the walls, the floor and even the ceiling. I can finally see my reflection, in the mirror before me. Since the reflection originally had been obstructed, by my clothes or garments; I push them aside with mere a thought, in order to get a good look at my reflection. What stands before me, is a white Unicorn with a glossy golden mane and tail. In the mirror, my reflection had metallic bloody red hooves and Sapphire blue eyes. “Oh!” I exclaim; “It just feels a bit strange, to wear white Panties now!” I ponder. I end up choosing a Skirt, matching the colour of my hooves in the Pony style. With the skirt on; I extract a matching Blouse Top. Even if I do not yet have my Cutie mark; I should proudly present myself, as I am. If I will ever earn my own, unique Cutie Mark; is an open Question, I choose to leave hanging. If my Flank is bare, it means my potential is untapped. Besides; I never even knew, I could have a Cutie mark, in the first place. As I have explored my room and sampled the gifts presented to me in the room; I open the door and step out of the room. It is mine, all mine; everything will be the way I left them, when I return to the room. Well, why not? This is my Home. Even if I do share it, with my older Sister: Daphne. <--- --- ---> A Cozy Moment, with Twiligh