Thread 54: Stories 46-64

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>Pommel
"Daw"
'Ignus'
-Soldier-

'More wine! More wine I say! We've survived our third damnable apocalypse in the past year alone, and I shan't allow us to celebrate with anything below the best vintage we have! Bring me the brandy my sister sent from Buzzard's Bay!'

"Oi! Baron Big Belly!"

'Hm!? Who dares-aha! My friends! My friends, come forth! Sup with me and mine, all are welcome at my table tonight, I've instructed the guards to open the gates for all the peasants, even, this is a momentous day!'

>Mmph mmph.

"I agree with Pommy here, we've kind of survived enough as it is, it's about as thrilling as a whore's five hundred and seventh go around, savvy?"

'Hmph! Savvy indeed, well some are not as fortunate-'

"Ha!"

'-to live the charmed lives of vagabonds and hedge knights!'

>MMPH!

'...well?'

"Well what?"

'Translate, she-pony, I've not the foggiest what yon patchwork knight says.'

>Nnngh...

POP!

>OW!

The gryphon noble blinks as the helmet is removed from the armored figure's head with no small amount of effort.

>Hate wearing that thing, I hate that you make me wear that thing!

"Never said ya couldn't take it off."

>And put it right back on again!? No thanks! Anyway, Ignus-

'You wound me, sir, call me Ig, it is an honor I bestow only upon my dearest friends and closest family.'

>...Ig, I'm not a hedge knight, I'm a royal guard, and I've kind of been desperate to get home for a while.

"Traveled all th' way from the Marebbean."

>Yeah that.

'But we're north of Equestria here, how did-'

>"Long story."

>But we saved your bacon here, and we'd really like it if you could arrange some transportation here. A train ticket?

'Oh we're far from the rails here, friend.'

>A balloon or something?

'Ha! Idris would never allow me such a luxury!'

>ANYTHING!?

'I'm sorry, dear friend but I cannot help you there, I-'

-Duke Ignus!-

His armor clanking as he runs, a solider scrambles into the great hall.

'Oh what is it now, Giles? Is all that counfounded ash swept away yet?'

-N-no sir, but we're received word, your brother is coming to ensure your safety and the Far Roost's condition! He should arrive in a matter of days!-

Ignus' eyes look over his own body, stripped of their regal rainments, then to where the tapestries detailing much of his house's grand history would be hanging had they not been fed to the flames. He gulps.

'Bollocks.'

"Psst, Pom, how much ya wager we can bum a ride off High King Kitty Litter if we make sure his brother don't fly the coop?"

>Hmm...

'TRAITORS! CALL ME IG NO MORE YOU VILE SERPENTS!'

"Lord Lardass was funner to say anyway."
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>SL
"Rumble"
'Various'
~~~~~

>Team, I just want to say how proud I am of all of you, and how great it is we all pulled together! Yep, we really looked out for each other.

"...And I'm guessing you want us to keep doing that."

>Well, obviously.

'For nothing specific, though.'

>Just in general, you know, watch each other's back, keep each other covered.

'And what happened when they opened the door had nothing to do with it.'

"Nothing."

'Not a thing.'

>...
"..."
'...'

>...HE LOOKED LIKE A ZOMBIE!

"He talked."

>HE SOUNDED LIKE A ZOMBIE!

'...he has a concussion.'

>HE CONCUSSED LIKE A ZOMBIE!

'...'

>WORK WITH ME ON THIS!
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>18
"Cadence"
'SA'
[Chrysalis]
{2}
~~~~~

>So, to recap, none of us are, under any circumstances, supposed to bring up what happened with Forty Two and you around her.

"It's for the best."

'Can we at least know what did so we know not to ask?'

"Ah... no. She'd probably prefer it if you didn't."

[...Kay.]

>Really? Just 'kay' with you. You're not even a little curios.

[Nah, I'm curious, I just know she gets all spazzy and I need her awake. She's not as useful unconscious.]

>...Do you know what the term facilitator means?

[YES!]

>...

[...]

*Flipflipflip*

"Where did you even get that?"

[Shut up, that's where!]

"Alright, alright."

[...oh, go chew a rotten biscuit, just say 'enabler' you overwrought pseudointellectual!]

>There is nothing ersatz about my intellectualism, thank you.

[...]

*Flipflipflip*

[...JUST SAY FAKE!]

>NEVAH!

'Please save the animus for later.'

>Oh, calm your solicitousness.

"STOP MAKING UP WORDS!"

[...]
>...
'...'

"...First one who laughs sleeps on the couch."

>'I'LL BE GOOD!'

[Sissies.]

"DON'T YOU TEST ME-"

*SLAM!*

{I'VE FOUND OUT HOWDA WAKE UP FORTY TWO!}

>TWO NO-

*SPLASH!*

>....
"..."
'...'
[...]

~SO COOOOLLDDDDDD!~

{Well, yeah, it came from outside.}

"W-well, at least everyone's awake, right?"

>....
'...'
[...]

"I'll get a new blanket."

~So... cold...~
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>Chitania
"Mr Cake"
'Mrs Cake'
~Guard~
~~~~~~

Waiting in line was a new experience for Chitania, she admitted.

As was what was going on directly behind her.

*WAHHHHHHHHH!*

>...Make those children stop crying.

"Ah, no. No we cannot."

*WAHHHHHHHH!*

>Make them stop.

'We can't, babies cry you know.'

"It's just how they are."

*WAHHHHHHHH!*

>Give them a bottle.

"They're not hungry."

*WAHHHHHHHH!*

>Give them a pacifier then!

'We did, they keep spitting it out.'

*WAHHHHHHHH!*

>I AM ABOUT TO LOSE MY-

~Miss? Please no shouting.~

>MAKE THEM STOP!

~They're babies. We can't order around babies.~

*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!*

>I CAN"T TAKE IT ANYMORE!

*CRASH!*

"..."
'...Do you think she knows they were just scared of her?'

"Don't think she made the connection."

'So... what on earth was she waiting for at a sweets dispensary for anyway?'

"We may never know, honey buns. We may never know."
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>Celestia
"Applejack"
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"Celly? Got a question."

>Even in my pain, I feel no rest!

"Why didn't ya'll put any kind o' defensive perimeter around Canterlot? Ya' get invaded plenty."

>I normally get invaded by giant, unstoppable superbeings, though. Nothing that a common guard could face.

"Just sayin', they can't hurt."

>They can't help either!

"Fer' that matter, how big is our army anyway? Ah' don't ever see any guards stationed in places like Ponyville or Manehatten."

>Er...

"And fer' that matter, how do you enlist them anyway? Do ya' think Ah' don't notice most of 'em are white or dark colored? If yer' a white stallion, do ya' just get drafted?"

>Coincidence based on the fact that white coats tend to be dominant genes, and military parents tend to convince their kids to enlist, I swear! I hire non-white or dark ones, I swear it!

"And Ah'm not even gonna bring up the fact that ya' make 'em carry ya' around, but Ah' never see 'em defendin' ya."

>I'll have you know that-

~Princess Celestia?~

>...Twilight.

~Why... why are you talking to an orange sock puppet... which appears to have some kind of strange brown cap on it...~

>...

~...Celestia? Are... are you crying?~

>...What happened to my life...
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>Actarius
"JJ"
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>...

"Huh. You look... sadder than usual."

>I feel bad, JJ.

"I warned you trying that thing last night was going to leave you with a sore rear, but nooooo!"

>...the tacos are worth it. But that's besides the point. Point is, look at these guys, they're even more depressed than I am.

"Yeah, kind of a blow to the spirits when you achieve every hives dream only to have it set on fire because a dummy shoved you AWAY from safety, but not away from the fire breathing dragon."

>...Still mad?

"Still mad."

>But you're right, it's not fair. They deserved to have something good happen to them already.

"Well, thems the breaks. No way could her Majesty swing that stuff again, even if she wanted to. And considering they tried to leave when they were pushed, she might not want to."

>It's just not fair, you know?

"Well... them's the breaks. Your stuff got burned up too."

>Yeah, it did... hrm.

"Hrm?"

>Hrm...

"...hrm."

>...I have an idea.

"Is it an idea that's going to leave me with a sore back, strained neck, walking funny for a week and may or may not be illegal in several countries?"

>...Yes.

"Let's do it."
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>Applejack
"Celestia"
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>Celestia? Got a question.

"ACK! NO! BRING BACK THE ZOMBIES!"

>Too late, ya' had yer' chance.

"DAMN!"

>All the same, on the subject o' zombies and invasions and such... ah'm noticin' that we ain't got no quarantine procedures in place.

"Applejack."

>Our healthcare system ain't so good neither, iffin' we had ta' rely on one pony ta' work up a vaccine.

"Don't touch the healthcare! IT'S MY ONE THING I AM PROUD OF!"

>Also noticin' ya'll didn't try ta' give Twilight a hoof. What, in a thousand plus years, ya' ain't never picked up a medical book?

"It's harder than it looks! I didn't have time!"

>...Ya' didn't have time.

"Running this solo is hard!"

>Ah' can tell. Also, Ah' happened ta' notice that most o' Canterlot, the place where ya'll chose ta' build and live specifically has a LOT of unicorns.

"Don't you even pull that card!"

>Ah'm just sayin', yer' guard's all a bunch'a the same lookin' fella's, yer' mostly surrounded by magical ponies like yer'self, and Ah've noticed a lot of... issues with the changelings.

"NO! We are not pulling the racist card! You don't get to play that card when you hid from Zecora like she was some kind of oh so scary monster!"

>DON'T YOU GO THERE!

"Going there! Went there! Got the teeshirt and I'm thinking of buying a summer home!"

>Ya'll need more diversity in yer' army!

"More diversity!? It's not a clubhouse! Anyone can join! Not my fault there's only a set number who do!"

>Ya'll ain't promotin' it right!

"You know what? FINE! Then tell me that when you see me again!"

>...Wait, wha-

'APPLEJACK! DINNER!'

>...

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>GAH!... Did Ah' really just dream about chewin' her out...

'Applejack?'

>........Ah've got an addiction problem.......

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>SA
"Cadence"
'Chrysalis'
[18]
{42}
~2~
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>While I appreciate the thought of bringing a movie in here to raise our spirits, I find myself questioning it.

"It's for children, how complicated can it be?"

'Okay, so... that one right there is trying to save hearths warming eve, but he wants to use some kind of magic of the season?'

"See? Even she gets it!"

[So, is the protagonist a changeling?]

"HAH!"

[...]

"Er, I mean, no. No, I do not think the world has reached a point where changelings star in heartwarming adventures around the holidays."

{But... they're using love as their source of power. Ponies can't do that.}

>...Beg your pardon?

{Oh, right, but none of them are unicorns. Why is that?}

"They want it to be an underdog story."

[Earth pony instantly means underdog?]

"..."

[...I do not like the current film market...]

~Wait, why's she gotta ride a giant sleigh!? Ya' just teleported over there! Teleport the presents!~

'See that? Even she's questioning this.'

"SHH! She is questioning it because you are questioning it!"

[We haven't questioned the plot yet.]

"GOOD!"

'Yeah, if we had, we'd ask why she has to make the moose fly to pull the sled. If the candy makes you fly, just eat it yourself? Pull your weight, you know?'

"SHHHHH!"

>Oh wow, there is a lot of unfortunate implications by making those tiny sprites work to make toys.

{...Am I the only one who noticed they look like ponies with charcoal stripes over their faces?}

>I was trying not to...

"IT WAS A DIFFERENT TIME!"

~What!? Ya' mean after all that, she doesn't even get the doll!? WHA' DO YA' MEAN IT AIN'T IMPORTANT!? FILLYFLUTTER ALMOST FELL DOWN A DANG HOLE AND DIED! YOU JERK!~

"I-it's just following the spirit of the season, not materialism!"

~THEN GIVE IT TA' FILLYFLUTTER! SHE WANTED IT TOO!~

'Ice. Cold.'

"...Who wants to watch a romance movie?"

'[{YES!}]'

>...No?

"Overruled."

>Compound the pain why don't you. No, this is good, I want this, clearly.

~...Ya' really want that?~

>Yes. I so want this. I absolutely want to be in more pain right now. Cannot get enough.

~Ya' sure?~

>Yes. All of the yes. I want to hurt.

~Okay!~

>NO WAIT SARCAS-

*TACKLE!*

>RIBS!

~I'M HELPING!~

"...I'm feeling Waking in Withertaw."



'Pop in whatever you like, I have all the show I need.'

>PAIN!

*CRACK!*

~I'M A HELPIN'!~
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>Sucker Punch
"41"

>So...

"Soooo..."

>Wellllll...

"OhmyfuckingloveI'mgonnadiiiiiieeeeee!"

>Are not!

"Are too!"

>Are not!

"Totally am!"

>It's gonna be a long while before 7 recovers-

"Nnngh..."

>And come on, 42 isn't really gonna go lethal on you-

"Nnnnnngh!"

>...okay yeah, your Queen is pretty scary.

"32 lives, 10 lives, JJ lives, by rules of Stalliongrad roulette, I got a 1/3 chance of being the one who gets her brains splattered across the walls!"

>Do...do royalty follow Stalliongrad roulette rules?

"IDON'TKNOWBUTI'MSOSCREWED!"

>C...come on, surely she isn't gonna just zap you.

"She'd have good reason to...I disobeyed a direct order, selfishly."

>Well I mean...not from my perspective...But hey, what if you get off with a lighter sentence?

"Punch...I'm seriously looking at Banishment minimum, no more hive for me, I am goneso, buh-bye, farewell."

>Well, maybe you could...go somewhere else?

"Where!? Appafuckingloosa? Live with shack boy?"

>Well...I'd have to ask the five other guys still here but...maybe you could stay in the guard barracks with us?

"...f...for real?"

>Just an idea, y'know, if worst comes to wor-GLRGH!

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

>Can't...tell...if hug...or guillotine choke...nnnngh!
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Another year has come and gone, like so many before, but unlike all the others we are with those we so adore.

From Chrissy and her coffee and adorable little two, to Cheerilee and her demons, and Cadence counting blue.

We all made something wonderful, and I hope it never ends. I'm glad I'm here with all of you, all my lovely friends.

I wish all of you guys a very merry Christmas and a happy holidays.
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>Screwloose
“AJ12”
~~~~

>…

“Hm. Am to gather by that look that we are not amused?”

>No. You’re to gather from this look that attempting to put that horrid thing on me will severely shorten your lifespan, pervert.

Slowly, Twelve lowered the festive hat in his hoof, the bell on the end jingling merrily.

“Someone’s cranky.”

>Am not.

“Are too.”

>Nuh-uh.

“Yuh-huh.”

>Oh fuck you and your childish back and forths- yes! Yes I’m cranky! For a number of reasons! Here, allow me to enumerate all of them! I had my arm sawed off, couldn’t save even a speck of Ashes to Ashes, gained absolutely nothing but a splitting headache, I’m back in this Faust-damned straightjacket and when you got infected I thought I’d lose my-

She promptly snapped her muzzle shut, suddenly looking both annoyed and flustered.

“…”

>What?

“…”

>What is it, what’re you looking at, pervert? Trying to sneak glances at my hoover ag-

“I care about you, too, Screwloose.”

>…That’s quite the random thing to just say out of nowhere with no provocation, per-

The hat was fitted over her scraggly mane mid-sentence, causing her to stutter in shock.

“So you’re going to wear this for Hearth’s Warming and we’ll make a gingerbread house.”

The look on Screwloose’s face was mutinous, but that simmered down into a pout as she glanced off to the side.

>You know sweets make me sick to my stomach….

“Never said you had to eat it, just help me build it.”

>And how do you propose I do that while hugging myself?

“This coming from the mare with the most dextrous pair of hind-hooves ever spawned? I think you'll do fine.”

She managed to hide her grin quite well.

>Fiiiiiiine, but only because it's obvious you want to see these sexy hoofsies of mine in action.

“Obviously.”

The two of them tinkered in silence for a few minutes.

>…
“…”
>…

“Happy Hearth’s Warming… Screws.”

>Happy Hearth’s Warming, Twelve.
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Omake

>Applejack
“Jet”
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>Gotta say, never figured y’all fer' the runnin’ type.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, your highness.”

>Ah think ya do. The sudden upheaval alllll the way down t’ mah’ farm, without even checkin’ on Celly first? Jet, y’all’re so transparent.

“You’re a high-level figure paramount to Equestria’s wellbeing. You can’t be allowed to travel without security detail. I had to make a choice, and so I did.”

>What about mah’ ascension to alicorn status makes ponies think Ah wasn’t the Element o’ Honesty?

“…I’m not running.”

>Yeah, no, yer’ runnin’. But it’s cute, yer’ rivalry with Seven and Shinin’ Armor. Lemme guess, ya jumped ship ‘cuzza the Cordy outbreak, right? An’ not bein’ by Celly’s side?

“…I- that’s- of course not, your highness. It’s stupid to get annoyed that that dropout got to fight next to her, and I couldn’t.”

>But ya are, ya are annoyed. An’ that’s okay, sugar.

“…”

>…

“…will she still want me by her side when we go back?”

With a tender smile, Applejack pulled the troubled spy in closer for a hug.

>Course she will, Jet.
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>AJ
"AB"
'GS'
[Braeburn]
{BM}
~~~

>...Somethin' smells good.

Yes, she had just eaten half her weight in fritters not a few hours ago. Yes, she was still dog tired and probably should have slept a little longer. Yes, she still smelled faintly of smoke and burned mushroom.

Was any of that going to stop her from taking a seat at that table in front of that food that smelled of heaven and home?

No. It was not.

'Hrmph! Course it smells good. Ah' may not be onna them newfangled unicorn chefs, but you best believe Ah' know how ta' cook it like an earth pony!'

>Granny...

There was no words to describe how she felt as that beautiful food touched her lips.

>All the chefs in Canterlot ain't got a hill o' beans on you...

"Ah' dunno, Ah' think Slicerdicer does pretty good."

Slowly, every head turned to the filly, who blushed in embarrassment.

"...Jus' sayin', he works hard, come on now."

'Well, Ah' am glad yer' appreciatin' hard work...'

[Hoooey, might head up ta' visit sometime and get a taste of it mah'self. Iffin' it's even half as good as dear old Auntie Granny's cooking, it's sure worth the trip!]

{Speakin' of, ain't they worried bout ya' back home?}

The stallion shrugged, not bothered in the least.

[Nope, Ah' left a note, and iffin' there's still trouble that feller'l handle it.]

>Why is that dang changelin' livin' down there anyway?

[...Heh.]

>What?

[Nothin', cuz. Nothin' at all. So, he gonna join or what?]

She ignored his obvious changing of the subject, deciding instead to shrug noncommittally.

>Ah' don't even know. Feller just hides in the shadow like that all the time. Won't even talk ta' me none, but Ah' figure he'll leave when he sees Ah' don't need no protectin'.

Every bite was like heaven itself, she swore.

>Ah' missed this so much.

'Yeah, well, we missed you, so it's about even.'

The table went silent after that, none sure what needed to be said to follow it up.

"...Hey, uh, AJ? Where's yer' hat?"

>Burnt up, Ah' reckon. Wasn't payin' attention to it none.

"Oh."

>Don't worry, Ah'll just get another one outta the closet.

"Uh... actually..."

She fidgeted a bit, before hopping out of her chair and running off.

>...What the heck's all that about?

'Beat's me. Ya'll know, Mac?'

{Eeeenope.}

[Ah' just got here.]

>What's she...

Her little sister returned in under a minute. And she didn't come back bare hoofed. Or teeth, rather, since the object she now carried was clenched tightly in her mouth.

A hat.

It looked so familiar to her, just like every other one she had worn every day on the farm. Same color, same shape, same everything. There was only a few, subtle differences. For starters, it was slightly more rugged looking than normal, but not through normal wear and tear. Rather, it seemed a touch more sloppily made, a little looser with the stitching, a little off in every bend.

But what really caught her eye was the single golden rope that spun around the base. Subtle, yet distinctly there and woven with care. It held tightly, perhaps a bit too tightly, but yet it looked perfect for reasons Applejack had no ability to discern.

That nervous, slightly worried look on her face was one Applejack had seen on her little sister's face a dozen times, perhaps hundreds. It told her everything with a single off-sided, unsure glance.

>Applebloom... did ya'll... make this?

She shrugged weakly, still so very unsure and looking over the hat with an overly critical eye.

"Ah' guess Ah'm not really meant ta' be a cloths maker like Rarity. Didn't get mah cutie mark for it. But Ah' know ya' don't really like wearin' the crown, but Ah' know ya' deserve ta' be a princess, so Ah' thought that, ya' know-"

She couldn't take it.

She couldn't hold it in.

She had to hug her little sister, right there, with everything she had left in her body. She had to cling to her as tightly as she had when she had come home and seen her alive. She had to. She just had to.

She didn't cry as much as she had, but there was no denying or hiding the glistening on the edge of her eyes, or the goofy, dumbstruck smile on her face.

>It's perfect.

That's all she needed to say. That's all that needed to be said.

>It's perfect.

She put it on her head, and it fit, just perfect.

And as she took her seat and everyone around her complimented her new look, while her little sister beamed with pride at the admiration of her work, she found herself forgetting things.

She forgot the horn on her head, the wings on her back, the agent in the shadows and the chaos she had left behind. She forgot everything in the whole wide world.

Because this moment... was perfect.

>It's great ta' be home.
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NCOmerry Christmas
>77
"32"
'88'

>"'Zzzzzzzz...'"
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NCOMAKE!
>SA
"Cadence"
~~~~

>DAMN!

"Ack! What!?"

>It's hearths warming, but I'm still all banged up!

"So?"

>So, that means I can't ask for a 'special' present! My ribs would crack!

"Oh... well, I suppose there is a non-strenuous thing I could do... wouldn't require a whole lot of movement on your part, and you'd probably enjoy it."

>...You mean...

"Well, I suppose it IS only once a year..."

>...you mean...

"And it's not like I need to look my best right now, I can get a little frumpy."

>YOU MEAN-

"SNUGGLES!"

>...Y-yaaaayyy... snuggling.

"I knew you'd love it!"

>....

[TAG ME IN COACH! I'LL HANDLE IT! I'VE BEEN BENCHED FOR YEARS LET ME IN THE GAME!]

"Hush, Eighteen! I am snuggling."

>Yaaaay....

"Shiny? Why is your leg poking out weird like that?"

>No reason.

"But it's- Oh, nevermind, it's gone... snuggles!"

>Yay.

[LET ME PLAY BALLS-I MEAN BALL!]

"Hush!"
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OMAKE
>2
"SA"
~~~

>Flipping finally! Ah've been gone so long I practically forgot I was here! How the bubble blowers do you guys go a whole two threads without me!? Ah'm mommycuddling TWO! You know what!? You're all just a bunch of balloon pumpers, that's what you are! You're a bunch of sneezy faced gigglefree balloon pumpers! Kiss my cheeks! You don't even know kissyfaces! I'LL SHOW YOU ALL KISSYFACES!

"...I have no idea whether to punish you or daw..."
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Omukeh

>56
“Acty”
~~~~

“I don’t even think we’ve been properly introduced and the way you’re smiling at me makes me think it should stay that way….”

>So, past all’a that, gotta question… ya ever touched it?

“Touched… what? What is it you seem to be curious about me touching?”

>Oh, I see, playin’ coy, eh? Out with it already, you had to’ve at least once! …right?

“Right what? I don’t know what is it is you think I’m touching! And right about now I’m seriously doubting I want to kn-”

>Your mom’s plot! Ya ever give it a nice squeeze?

“…”

>That’s a funny look ya got there, Acty, with your eye all twitchin’ and stuff, but it doesn’t answer my question!

“…You… y-you want to know if I’ve touched my own mother’s butt?”

>Yeah!

“The one who bore me… who raised me… that tough-as-fucking-nails militant mare….”

>Yeah!

“HELL NO ARE YOU INSANE? NEVER MIND THE FACT THAT SHE’D BREAK MY HOOF OFF AT THE JOINT, WHAT SON TOUCHES THEIR MOTHER? THAT'S DISTURBING!”

>It is...? Huh. I rub against my not-mom’s plot all the time! And her thighs!

“…”

>Hahaha, there’s that twitchy face again!

"Please go away, little traumatizing thing, before my mom overhears this and I go missing."

>Ooooh, that's a good idea, I'll go get her and ask myself!

"NO!"
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Omake
>41
"SP"
~~~

>Gonnadiegonnadiegonnadiegonnadiegonnadia

"I don't think it's that bad-"

>WAIT!

"..."

>I'VE GOT IT!

"Sanity? I doubt that."

>She won't kill me... IF I'M PREGNANT! Adding another changeling to the numbers is more important than killing one off!

"...I both fear and am interested in where this is going...:"

>SP! I need you to put a baby in me, NOW!

"Fear is overriding senses."

>COME HERE!

"...EEP!"

*FLEE!*

>GET BACK HERE!

"THIS IS NOT OKAY! NO MEANS NO!"

>I WANT YOU TO COME INSIDE DIET PUNCH BUG!

"HELP!"
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Non-Canon Pinkie Preview

>Pinkie
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ug6B547wZUs

>I think everypony is plum darn exhausted from all that digging in the ash. Wasn't it fun to see Chitania become a law abiding citizen? If Applejack is back in Ponyville, maybe we should visit too.
>Holiday out-of-order-in-terms-of-timeline specials are on the way as Rarity gives a bunch of presents to everypony! Rainbow Dash drinks too much eggnog, Fluttershy decorates a tree, Applejack bakes some apple pies, and Twilight gets her own time reading stories to kids. I get some spotlight spreading the cheer and ponies find out that Ditzy has been secretly the Captain of the guards. Find out what happens next in thread 55: Hearth's Warming Day Dubs...and of course, holiday fan service!

>Merry Christmas and happy holidays everyone!
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