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Unsatisfactory Service

Aug 5th, 2014
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  1. Hoity Toity was none too pleased. He was a stallion of exceptional notoriety, and he relied on a whole team of ponies to serve him and make him look his best. But apparently, one of those ponies didn't do their job. At Fashion Week in Manehattan, the talk of the town wasn't the competitors, or even the scandal surrounding Suri Polomare. No, the image on the front cover of every tabloid was Hoity Toity and his dirty, cracked hooves.
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  3. Shamed, embarrassed, and above all else, boiling with rage, he set out to find the pony responsible for not making him look presentable. Going through his entire list, he spotted the name of the pony who shined his hooves regularly. Time Turner. He set the paper down with a devious grin and summoned his attendant at once.
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  5. "You wanted to see me, sir?" asked Time Turner, gently knocking on the already-open door. Hoity Toity spun in his chair, trying his best to hide his anger. "Yes, come in," he said in a harsh tone. Evidently, he wasn't good at it.
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  7. Time Turner gulped and stepped in, bowing low. "What can I do to help?" he asked innocently, wondering why he would be summoned. "Need a shine, sir?"
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  9. Hoity Toity looked away. "You could say that. Come here, and close the door behind you."
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  11. Time Turner did as he was told, still keeping his head low. As he approached his employer, the stallion spun around and presented him with his hoof. "Do you notice anything, Time Turner?"
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  13. He squinted his eyes, nearly crossing them. "I can't... really see..."
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  15. "Then you can't see what a lousy job you did?" he snapped. "You can't see all the cracks and stains?"
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  17. Time Turner gulped. "S-Sorry sir, I'm farsighted, you see, I must not have noticed. I would have to be much smaller to thoroughly clean those."
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  19. Hoity Toity made no attempt to hide his glee. "Funny you should say that." He pulled out what looked like a perfume bottle filled with a strange green liquid and sprayed the stallion throughly. He coughed and gagged as the cloud enveloped him, and when it dissipated, he seemingly vanished. Hoity Toity knew what had happened though, and looked down on the ground.
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  21. There, no bigger that a pincushion, was Time Turner, looking around in bewilderment before staring up at Hoity Toity, gasping in shock.
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  23. "Well then, I guess you'll have no problem cleaning my hooves now, will you?" He slammed a hoof down, and Time Turner let out a soft scream. He dropped a small rag beside his hoof washer and sneered. "Get to work."
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  25. Time Turner did not hesitate. He immediately picked the rag up and started scrubbing in his signature clockwise pattern, buffing out the scratches and stains. The surface of the hoof reflected a nice sheen, but he didn't stop to admire it. Instead, he scrubbed vigorously, terrified of what might happen if he stopped.
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  27. Once one hoof had been finished, Hoity Toity immediately presented him with the other. "Hurry up! I don't have all day!" Time Turner's forelegs were already feeling heavy, but fear alone drove him on. He had no idea what the giant stallion would do to him. He was totally at his mercy. On he scrubbed, wiping every last blemish that he could find until the hoof sparkled. Only when he was totally satisfied did he move to clean the back hooves, but Hoity Toity lifted the hoof again, and, to Time Turner's horror, brought it down over the tiny stallion.
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  29. "The bottom too," he snapped, "this one is especially filthy!"
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  31. Now Time Turner did hesitate. Tears welled in his eyes as he stared at the hoof lowering over him. "Please," he begged, "please, Hoity Toity, don't crush me, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I'll never fail to clean your hooves again, please, I beg you!"
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  33. Hoity Toity felt a pang of guilt. Of course, he would never kill his hoof washer, he wasn't a monster, but at the same time, he found a way to use this to his advantage. "If you dilly-dally any longer, well, who knows? I might lose my balance..."
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  35. Time Turner was scrubbing immediately. At his size, it felt incredibly pleasant, more so than when he was big. He moved the hoof around to help Time Turner reach into every crevice. When he was satisfied that he was clean, he sat down and motioned for Time Turner to clean his back hooves.
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  37. He leaned back and grinned. It honestly felt amazing, he'd never had a hoof-icure this good before. Time Turner was definitely thorough and diligent, perhaps he really was useful, in his own right. His back legs curled as Time Turner scrubbed, and Hoity Toity admired the reflective sheen.
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  39. He moved to the last hoof now, briefly slowing down before realizing that he was slacking and quickly speeding up again. Hoity Toity was really enjoying it, almost moaning as he tilted his head back and smiled. "Almost done now, hurry!"
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  41. His hooves worked faster, and the enormous hoof shone radiantly. Hoity Toity rubbed and nodded. "You're done. I hope you know what happens now when you don't--... oh..."
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  43. His heart broke. Looking down at Time Turner, even at his small size, he could see his face was stained with tears, and he was still crying. He trembled as he looked up at Hoity Toity. "I'm sorry..." he repeated, "I won't do it again sir, I'm so sorry, please, please don't kill me, I'll do anything you want, anything..."
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  45. The entire time he was in mortal fear that he would be crushed. Now Hoity Toity did feel like a monster. He raised his hoof over the tiny pony, who cowered in fear, but he brought the hoof down gently, patting him. "Oh, I'm... I'm sorry Time Turner. I would never really hurt you. I was just angry. Don't be scared, I won't crush you. Wait one moment."
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  47. Time Turner looked up, barely able to believe what he heard. Hoity Toity took out the bottle and him again. There was a large, swirling cloud, and when it cleared... nothing had changed.
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  49. He looked down in disbelief. "What? But..." he sprayed Time Turner again. No effect. "They said a second spray would fix it! This is impossible!" He looked down apologetically. "Time Turner, I'm sorry, this is my fault..."
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  51. Time Turner, grateful to be alive, shook his head. "No, it's... it's okay. I mean, if you won't hurt me, then I'm fine, right?"
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  53. "Huh?"
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  55. "Being this size. I'll miss being big but, I don't mind it, and at least now I can clean your hooves more thoroughly."
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  57. Hoity Toity tilted his head. "You... you mean it? You want to stay this small?" Time Turner nodded, swishing his tail.
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  59. "Well then, I promise I'll take good care of you. I'll feed you, keep you out of harm's way, and you can sleep in my pajama pocket."
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  61. Time Turner nodded enthusiastically. "I would love that. Although, please, try not to sit on me again."
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