Thread 57: Stories 61-75

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Chrysalis shows up.

>Why don't you take a seat over there.

"I DIDN'T KNOW!"

>Suuuuure. That's what they all say.

"NO! REALLY! BLIND!"

>Tell it to the judge!

"...Fine! I will! That actually sounds like the smart thing to do!"

>You're going downtown.

"I WISH I KNEW WHAT DIRECTION THAT WAS IN, BUT I HAVE THE BLIND!"

>You're going away.

"THIS IS TOTALLY UNFAIR!"

>Well, seems like you're... (•_•) ( •_•)>⌐■-■ (⌐■_■)... out of look.

"..."

'YEEEEAAAAHHHHHHH~!'

"YOU ASSHOLE!"

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Non-canon
>Pinkie
"Spike"
'security'
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Show theme song plays
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiO8a9ErCBg

>Welcome to Late Night /pa/ with your host Pinkie Pie! It's during this time that content doesn't matter and we just don't want the thread to die. Now for our main guest...SPIKE!!!
Applause as Spike walks in.
>It's nice to have a live audience now.

"I'm glad you invited-"

>Now for the question of the night! ...Do you need a booster seat?

"Hey! That's-"

>-all folks! Thanks for your time Spike!

"But I didn't-"

>Sorry, I can't push the character limit like last time again.

"What are you t-"

>Don't worry about it. Just worry about where you're sleeping right now.

Spike wakes up on top of a pile of gold coins.
'Um sir? We really can't let you sleep at the bank.'

"Oh uh, I'm not sleeping with my saving or anything. Uh heh heh."

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>77
"88"
'???'
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>And... what are you doing now?

"I'm honing my sense of smell! My other senses are heightening, becoming stronger, better! Soon, I'll get superpowers!"

>...What superpowers?

"The superpower of "Not totally blind!""

>...That's a shitty superpower.

"Yeah, it sounds better on paper... now, hush!... *WHIIFFFF*! I smelll... cakes!"

>We're in a bakery.

"AH AHA! And.... *whiiifff*! SUGAR!"

>Again, Bakery.

"PERFECT!... *WHIIFFF!*... Wood!"

>Chairs.

"Glass!"

>That's the counter.

"And... and..."

>...

"...*SNIIFFFFF*...."

>...

"...That baby needs changed."

'Oh my! Good nose!'

>...You okay?

"HRRKKK!"

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>Pommel
"Daw"
'???'
[???]
{???}
~???~
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He was not stomping.

That is what he told himself, he was not stomping.

He was simply applying the proper amount of force necessary to each step as he walked, that's all!

"You look like you just got punched in the face."

He flinched at her voice, that odd, weirdly soft voice when she wanted to be chiding but just didn't have it in her. Nonetheless, he did not stop st- er, walking.

"He ain't all there, is he?"

Again, he felt the now all too familiar tug underneath his ribcage. He stumbled... but he did not stop.

"Look, Pommel, you know as well as I do what that guy said. Fella went after onna the bigshots, the head honcho herself. Ain't no way they'll give him a chance after that, you know how bigshots work. Think they're too important to risk, think they're always right... he probably got tortured down there too-"

>NO!

He whirled on her, a touch of anger in the shaking hoof he held up and pointed to her with.

>They're not like that! Not these princesses! They'd never let him be... not like that! He's just in a bad place right now, he's not... he's not gone. He just needs to get out of there, back into some fresh air.

She sighed, a touch of a tone of sadness in that breath, and gave a shake of her head.

"We should just try to spring him."

>...I wanted to, but he won't let me. If we try, he'll stop us, he won't let us. He'd rather... he'd rather not be here then let me get locked up with him. Not here anymore... period.

This time, she was the one who flinched.

"Alright, point taken."

>They'll listen. They're good ponies, some of the nicest and most helpful you'll ever know. They'll help.

"You keep hyping them up a bit too much, ain't no way they deliver."

>They will... I just have to be patient, march right up to them, and say-

'NO CUTTING IN LINE!'

>...Why would I say that? That makes no sense. There's no context for-

'I said no cutting!'

After a beat, he turned back to the pony leaning up against the wall of the hallway looking quite irritated at him.

One of many.

>...Please tell me this is a line for the Wonderbolt's show.

The brown unicorn let out a cultured, but still obnoxious, laugh.

'No, my good boy! This is the line to see the princesses!'

Slowly, he looked over... and over... and over...

To the many many many many many ponies lining up against the wall, headed towards the office of the newest princess, Applejack.

>...M-maybe I should look for another princess...

'Good lord, haven't you heard? They're all in the same room now!'

The pit of his stomach sinking to new levels, he moved up a bit, and reached out to one of the closer looking ponies.

>...Uh... listen, I'm trying to get a friend of mine out of prison, is there any chance I could-

[Join the club, I'm afraid.]

The blond maned white stallion finally turned to him, allowing Pommel to come face to face with a very familiar face.

A very familiar... very punchable face.

>...uh...

[Is something the matter?]

He rubbed his face, but the stallion before him would not disappear.

>...Wow, unfortunate, anybody ever tell you that you look EXACTLY like-

[Blueblood.]

>Yeah! Him! Wow, sorry, didn't mean to imply you're a dick like him, just that you look like-

>...

"HAH!"

>...So... I'm not a guard again yet, but I feel like I'm missing something important that should stop me from arresting you.

Rather than be angered by his words, the ex-prince just became... rather sad.

{Hey! Don't be an asshole! He was released legally!}

Further back, a guard shook his hoof angrily at the stallion, but did not move out of his spot in line.

>...how.

[It's... a rather long story I'm afraid.]

>Well... cool, actually! Yes! This is giving me hope! I might be able to swing this! Precedent! I have precedent here, so I just have to... no, seriously, can I cut in line? I think you'd be sympathetic here.

The stallion sighed, and shook his head.

[I'm afraid not. My friends are counting on me to plead their case for them.]

Pointedly, he tapped a stack of papers.

[Both of them will rot in prison for the rest of their lives on my fault if I cannot sway them. It is my duty to those who's lives I ruined to seek a chance of redemption for the both of them, and I cannot give that up for you. I'm sorry.]

Damn.

He just had to say BOTH, didn't he? Same problem, but twice as bad...

>Um... any chance you-

{Sorry, Pommel! It's for the good of the guard, you'll sympathize}.

If he hadn't already gotten the celebratory "HOLY SHIT YOU'RE ALIVE" from dear Haymaker earlier, that probably would have confused him.

[Pommel?]

>...long story. And what's the issue?

{I'm TRYING to get us a freaking captain already!}

>...We still don't have one of those!? HOW DO WE STILL NOT HAVE ONE OF THOSE!? Those are important!

{I know! That's why I'm here! See? Sympathy!}

>... Damn. Uh.... you?

~No.~

>...

~...I don't have a reason, I'm just not moving.~

>...You're Diamond Tiara, right? A-team? Really important? Can't you just... reschedule?

~Yeah, probably.~

>...

~...~

>...

With a sigh, he gave up, and took his place at the back of the line.

"...you, uh-"

>Bring me snacks.

"Can do."

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>Siegfried
"Pommel"

>Excuse me.

"Hm?"

>Mind letting me cut in line, pal? Kind of important here.

"Heard that before."

>No. Seriously.

"I got important stuff to do too."

>No, I mean *I* am important. Hi? Prince Siegfried? Of the Gryphon Kingdom? Ringing any bells here?

The pony Siegfried was talking to, turned blinking.

"...Sig?"

>...oh holy shit, YOU AGAIN!?

"ME AGAIN!? YOU AGAIN!"

>How are you still alive!? We thought the cave-in killed you!

"After all the shit I told you about, you think some stupid rocks are gonna kill me?"

>...we kind of thought you were lying.

"Ugh...so...uhhhh...did you and grandpa do the thing?"

>Huh? Oh yeah, we did the thing, killed the guy, and stopped whatsit.

"Well that's good, is old man Stormclaw still alive?"

>That's Lord old man Stormclaw, and yeah, he's back to ruling Featherfall and all the headaches that come with it...what're you here to do?

"Try and beg to get my best friend out of the dungeon."

>Oh the asshole pirate?

"No."

>Damn.

"What're you here for?"

>Trying to figure out what the hell happened.

"With what?"

>With everything, the zombie apocalypse, the sudden robots everywhere, the random superpowers, the fact that the giant evil bug dinosaur monster is running around...you know, basic stuff.

"Huh...that is pretty important."

>So can I get in front of you?

"Hell no."

>Damn.

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>Applejack
"Pinkie"
'Twilight'
[Dash]
{Fluttershy}
(Rarity)
~Various~
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>NEXT!

~Okay, so, it's like this. My neighbor keeps moving his fence over onto my side!~

>This is supposed ta' be fer' official business.

~THE FENCE IS MADE OF SPIKES!~

>...We'll have him take it down.

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~I want to throw a MASSIVE party!~

"I am in!"

~But only for white ponies.~

"..."

~What? We can have our own parties too!~

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~So, I don't know what math is.~

'...Aren't... aren't you the head teacher?'

~See the problem?~

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~Those freaking weather team won't stop parking their stromclouds over my rosebushes!~

[Well, that does seem like a problem. Where do you live?]

~Next to the storm factory!~

[...]

~I WAS THERE FIRST!~

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~I have this issue with my ferrets!~

{Oh dear, are they gnawing on the furniture or getting into the trash? Mine do that, it's not their fault, you just have to gently-}

~What? No, my issue is that they keep digging at their coats.~

{Oh dear dear dear! You need to treat that right away! They might have fleas! Or mites! That does terrible things to their skin!}

~Oh no! I hope not. How am I supposed to make a scarf if their fur is full of bugs?~

{...}

~What?~

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(And just how can I help you darling?)

~Oh good! A cultured pony, at last!~

(Why, thank you! Always nice to be appreciated for-)

~So you can explain to the office why I absolutely had to set that homeless pony on fire, right? He was bringing down my property value, and wouldn't leave!~

(...)

~What?~

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>"'[{(.... This town is fucking nuts!)}]"'

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>~I want to throw a MASSIVE party!~

>"I am in!"

>~But only for white ponies.~

>"..."

>~What? We can have our own parties too!~


#ZebraLivesMatter

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>Applejack
"Pinkie"
'Twilight'
[Dash]
{Fluttershy}
(Rarity)
~Various~
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>NEXT!

~Ah'm tellin' ya, they'll destroy us all! Destroy us all! Destroy us all! Destroy us all!~

>Gad dang it, another onna these loonies... okay, what's got ya' riled up now? The Changelings, gryphons, zebras, morlocks, buffalo or robots?

~....OH FUCK! I was just talking about the mosquito's carrying the feather flu! All that stuff you said sounds way scarier!~

>...Fuck.

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~I feel like my neighbor parties too loud at night.~

"BLASPHEMY! TO THE GALLOWS WITH YOU!"

~....~

"I am being informed we do not have gallows, and should apologize."

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~I want to create the most powerful pony, IN THE WOOOOORRRLLDDHHAHAHAHAHA!~

"Did you apply for form four one five to nine yet?"

~No?~

"Gotta apply first."

~...DAMN YOU BUREAUCRACY!~

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~From the sky, miss Dash! Princess Fluttershy! FROM THE SKY!~

{Oh, um.. you don't have to call me princess. Also, they're called pigeons. You do not need to fight them. They will go away on their own if you stop feeding them.}

~But they land on my windowsill and mess up everything!~

[Yeah, well, spikes are a little far here. Also, on that note, stop it with the fence.]

~YOU DON'T OWN ME!~

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~Okay, I am so sick of this bill!~

(You'll have to be more specific.)

~EIGHT ONE SEVEN FOUR!~

(...Ah. The uh... the blummhmhm bill...)

~HALF THE STALLIONS IN CANTERLOT, MISS RARITY! HALF OF THEM!~

(Well, at least she's getting her protein... Applejack?)

>AH'M SORRY!

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>Applejack
"Pinkie"
'Twilight'
[Dash]
{Fluttershy}
(Rarity)
~Blueblood~
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It was with a stern, yet tepid resolve that he stepped through the door, and made his way into the circle of the desks of Equestria's greatest heroes. He felt every one of their gazes upon him as he trotted forwards, a weight upon him as heavy as a boulder six fold strong. Suddenly the folders he was carrying were as though they were made of brick, filling him with the need to drop it and run for all he was worth.

Nonetheless, he continued on, until he was in the middle of their curious, and somewhat distrustful, gaze.

~T-thank you all for seeing me like this.~

>You waited in line, you get yer' turn.

He felt a heat on his face, and the distinct ghostly feeling of being slapped hard across the cheek.

~Y-y-yes, well... I meant for granting me this audience at all, it was very kind of you to-~

[Come oooooon! Just get to what you want!]

'Dash!'

"Yeah, Dashie! Come on now, we've gotta be fair!"

{They're right you know...}

[He's the one who friggen attacked us with robots!]

Like a sucker punch most foul, that one struck him deep.

{DASH! Come on, if he's trying to do better then he deserves at least a chance, stop it.}

Of all of them, he expected the yellow pegasus to be the last to defend him so vehemently, but a part of him felt quite... warmed by the idea.

(Yes, darling. If I, of all ponies can be civil to him, I expect no less of you.)

Scratch that, he expected HER to be the last one ever to defend him.

[Fiiiine... what do you want anyway?]

With all attention back to him, he went rigid.

~A-ah, well, in fact, I am not asking for myself-~

>Yer' only allowed to talk about yer' own problems here.

He winced, but kept going.

~I... I understand that, but those I speak for cannot speak for themselves at the present moment, and I assure you this is as much a fault of mine, if not more so, then theirs.~

[Aaaaaghh! What did you do now!?]

'DASH!'

[...Sorry.]

'BETTER!'

~N-no... she is right to say those things. This... this is my fault. This is my failure on so many levels. This is because of me, not them. W-which is why, today, I am speaking on their behalf, to fight to return just a bit of the life I stole from them. I am sorry, my failure should not have lasted to this day with such effects, but it has... which is why I am trying to make this right, at least partially, for them, not for me. They don't deserve what befell them.~

The room when silent as he bowed his head, quiet and contemplative.

"...Sooo, uh, gonna tell us what this is?"

'Pinkie!'

"What!?"

'...Actually, that's a valid question. Mind filling us in?'

~Ah, yes, my apologies.~

He cleared his throat, standing up tall.

~I realize that what I'm about to ask for is that which I have no right to request, but as I said, I must. I only hope, with these arguments I've compiled and these testimonials, I can convince you, the Element's of Harmony, to grant to someone else that which was so selflessly, and perhaps undeservedly, granted to me. I hope, nay, I pray that with what I am about to say I may sway you, and your hearts, to open them enough to give my ex-cohorts a chance at-~

>Whoa whoa whoa!

He froze, the folder halfway between opened and closed.

>Ex-cohorts... ya' mean Flim and Flam?

~...Y-yes, them. I-~

>Ya' put 'em back!?

He froze, mouth dropping open in a stupefied gape as the other five shared confused looks.

"Put them baaack... where?"

>Back in the dang dungeon!

'W... what? How do you put them back when they're in the same spot they were?'

>They weren't in the dungeon! They were out!

[Whoa! What!? When!? How'd they get out!?]

>He let them out!

[What!? Why didn't we arrest this guy!?]

He froze, wondering if he had made a mistake.

>Well, guards were a bit occupied, sugar cube.

[With what!?]

>The invasion.

[...Oh... oohhhhh... wait, they got out during that!?]

>Yes!

[Why!?]

>Ta' fight the dang creatures!

(They... did?)

>Yes they did! Did none o' ya'll see the freakin' frankenstein thing helpin' me and Chitania!? Fella's nearly died helpin' me go on and save the day, they didn't even try ta' run! They had the opportunity ta' escape, and we're just gonna reward that by throwin' 'em back in!? Come on, none o' you all saw that!?

"...Nope!"

'I was in my lab...with exploded screens.'

[No! I was too occupied with the flying monsters!]

(Myself as well.)

{...I was a zombie...}

'Didn't you tell the guard not to put them back when you were done and helping excavate?'

>Well... uh...

There was a silence, and then she smacked her head to the desk.

>GAD DANG IT!

'Applejack!'

>Ah'm sorry! Ah' forgot! Ah' just got caught up in... dang it, Ah'm sorry!

{It sounds like you should be...}

>Don't you start!... Ughhh, guess we better make this official. All in favor of movin' Flim and Flam ta' Blueblood's old containment house while we reassess their sentence?

"'[{(AYE!)}]'"

>Motion passes. Here.

She signed and floated a piece of paper down to the stallion, right into his outstretched, waiting hooves.

He had not stopped gaping stupidly.

>Jus' take this ta' the guard watchin' over them and they'll be moved ta' there. Ain't free yet, but it's a fair bit nicer than the dungeons. We'll re-assess givin' them the same treatment you got after some interviews. Good? All set?

He just stood there, goggling, mouth open so wide Pinkie was holding herself back from tossing paper airplanes in there.

>...Blueblood? You okay?

He finally tilted his head, looking to the paper, then back to them, then finally the folder.

Abruptly, he stood, giving off a forced-

~Thank you for your kindness.~

-And then turning to walk away.

Behind him, the folder spontaneously caught fire. No magic... it just burned.

>...Hope he didn't spend too long on that...

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"Cadence"
'42'
[???]
{???}
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"...Oh dear."

>That... is a long, long, loooong line.

"That it is... that it is..."

'A-hem, should you not just move on to the front? As the closest allied nation in regards to Equestria, you surely have precedent above commoners due to your political clout.'

>Well, yeah, but I this isn't super important.

"I mean, we do need to speak with them, but it's not a threat to the nation or something."

>Mostly just Twilight anyway.

"Yeah, mostly her."

'All the same, your time is valuable enough you should at least consider it.'

>...

"..."

>...Nah, we'll just wait.

"It's really not that big a deal. And it wouldn't be fair all the same, we have to set an example."

[OH COME ON!]

All of them turned, attention drawn to a gryphon flinging his arms above his head while the two more well armed fellows tried to shush him.

[Thanks! Thanks a bunch! I almost had precedent!]

{Your highness, please!}

[Oh hush you, I- wait a minute!]

The gryphon shook his head for a second, before finally taking a good, long look at the group.

[Well, it seems I was too quick to judge! Shining Armor and Cadenza Mi Amor! The prince and princess of the land of love, it's a pleasure!]

The gryphon gave a flourish of a bow, one the pair casually returned to him.

>Same, but I'm afraid you have us at a disadvantage.

A claw shot up, silencing the guard who had been about to speak.

[At ease, my fellow bird, this is the first time we've met. Can't expect them to know off my portrait, it looks nothing like me I swear.]

He extended a claw, open and inviting.

[Siegfried Af Gryphonia, of the Gryphon Kingdom.]

The recognition was instant, and the shake was eagerly returned.

"Well! What a surprise! A pleasure to see in you in Canterlot of all places!"

[You two as well! Didn't expect you both to have left your kingdom at the same time.]

The two shared a quick, knowing look.

>We're not worried. So, what brings you down to this fine land?

[Information, my fellow prince! Information. Quite a lot has been going on here, and my dear father sent me as an envoy of sorts to get a lay of all of these new happenings. Most importantly, the recent 'outbreak' and the fact that a certain horrific monster is currently running around unsupervised.

They shared another look, this one quite unsettled.

>Ah, yes. Well, we can fill you in on the former if you like. It was a fungus, a living one with sentience and abilities we've never seen. We don't know the exact origins, but we do know it showed up a long, long time ago, and was summarily sealed off. It was only by an unfortunate incident that it was released.



He tried to hide it, but all the same Shining Armor caught the way his eyes ever so carefully flicked over to the changeling beside him.

>If you're worried they had a willing part in it, don't. It was a changeling who got rid of it the first time.

Placating, his claws shot up.

[No worries, fellow royal, I'm cool if you all are cool.]

>Good.

[Though I have to say, it's kind of surprising seeing you two of all ponies being all buddy buddy with a changeling, considering.]

Cadence moved forwards even faster than Shining did, poised at his side and looking at the gryphon with a surprisingly harsh stare.

"Forty Two is a dear friend of ours, please do not imply something regarding it."

Again, another placating wave.

[Again, nothing like that, surprises can be good, very good... however, considering our recent boom in trade negotiations -and we really do thank you all for the Aero Glass, it's been amazing for our mountain homes and airforce bases- I do feel it necessary to ask regarding the... other issue?]

The stallion loosened up, just a bit.

>Sorry, I can't really give you any insight into her process making the deal or what it entailed, I was unconscious at the time.

"And I was nearly such. In fact, this is one of the things we were hoping to discuss with Princess Twilight, and if she has the time of course dear Applejack as well."

[Of course, of course. So, I take neither of you were present for the... negotiations? You didn't afford anything to the table?]

Again, his eyes ever so subtly cut to 42, and again the other two tensed up.

>If you're asking if we granted the same... 'graces' that Applejack afforded her, then no. If she steps foot near our Empire, she will be taken down every bit as harshly as she would in your own Kingdom.

"We hold no ill will to Applejack, as she is wise enough that making this decision was surely one she weighed heavily, but we do not afford any of the same graces to Chitania. She is not welcome in our home."

Claws clapped together, and his smile positively lit up.

[Great! Woo! That's a relief. Did not want to go have to tell papa we'd have to worry about that. You know? No offense meant, just not very keen on her, or her friends as it were.]

>I assure you, none of the princesses view her as 'friends'.

[No, but really, you guys are great allies, we love doing business with you. Just, ehhh, giant monster, you know?]

"We understand."

[Good! That is good.]

Suddenly, he turned to the thus far silent changeling, still smiling wide and inviting.

[Same for your Queen? Changelings and her not on good terms? We heard there was quite the scuffle.]

She tensed, but her face remained stoic, and it was only a glance that prevented Shining or Cadence from moving.

'My Queen holds no love for the one who tried to kill her and take over her hive, thank you. We, as always, will assuage to the laws of this castle and not attack her, but we will not like her either. My Queen has made it very clear that if she tries to attack again, it will be the last time she ever breaths.'

[Oooh! Quite the boast, I-]

Just as the changeling shifted ever so slightly, the guard at Siegfried's side suddenly shifted, rocking forwards as if he had intended to move between his prince and the changeling. Embarrassed, he snapped back, curiously casting an odd glance at his prince just before said gryphon gave him a bump with his elbow, and a stern, unamused look.

[Really? You're going to be like that?]

{M-majesty, y}

[No, really, they just said this changeling is their friend. Friieeend. Got that? And you know what? If she's their friend, then she is OUR friend, because these are our trading partners and allies. These guys sent us emergency aid while we were still digging in the rubble, and you're going to act all worried? She's a friend, kay? Not a threat.]

{I-}

[Was just doing your job, yeah, right got it, not mad, just not a fan.]

He turned back to the slightly off kilter pair, smiling again.

[Sorry, don't take offense on his behalf, papa's got them on a tight string with all the happenings. Actually? True story, this guy was in the brigade that tried to stop Chitania when she stomped through. Go easy on him, it's not personal.]

They shared a look, and shrugged.

>I... supposed everyone makes mistakes.

[That's the spirit! You guys, so super forgiving. One of your best traits. I ever tell you that? Admire that, not everyone can do that. But you!]

The guard jumped up, going rigid.

[Shake and apologize! And I want a real shake, like you mean it!]

He nodded, moving forwards and offering his outstretched claw to the changeling. Shortly, she returned it, stoic the whole time as hoof and claw rocked up and down at an odd pace.

{I apologize for my behavior.}

'It is part of your duty, I understand.'

{Thank you.}

Just like that, it was over.

[Well, that was great! So, you two sticking around?]

Casually, they shrugged, all tenseness long gone.

>No, we plan to just wait for them, it's not vital.

[Ha! Wish I could say the same. Alright, be well, and be safe.]

>You as well, good day.

"Good day, Siegfried Af Gryphonia."

42, in contrast, merely gave him a respectful nod.

After a shared bow, the three left, quietly chatting to themselves the whole way.

[...So, scale of one to ten? One being a baby and ten being Zephyrious?]

His voice was low, hushed, and just a bit urgent.

While there was no visible expression on the gryphons face, there was a very obvious, very distinct shake in his claw as he brought it before him.

{...T-twelve...}

[...Damn.]

Despite his words, he had one hell of a smirk on his face.

[Starting to see why these guys love making friends so much.]

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{...So, sire, just to double check-}

[I'm not gonna try to fuck it.]

{Oh, thank the great hawk.}

[...That one's CLEARLY taken, I'm going after the first available one.]

{GOD DAMN IT!}

[GONNA ADD A CHANGELING TO MY SCORECARD, WOOOO!]

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~I hope you will open your hearts to them... and if not, I can certainly open something else.~

>Wait, wut?

A stripper pole suddenly comes down from the ceiling, and Blueblood inexplicably rips off his coat to reveal it was a fake coat, covering a very prominent thong.

~I can be very... persuasive.~

^IT'S RAINING MEN! HALLELUJAH!^

{O-OH MY!}

(Goodness!)

"TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFFF! WOO!"

>...Ah' want none of this...

"WOOO! DO THE HELICOPTER!"

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NCOMAKE!
~~~

“...I disagree.”

"..."

"AND IIIIIIIIIIEEEIIIIIIEIIIIIIII, WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

"GODDAMN IT DAW! WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT!"

"KISS HIM YOU FOOL!"

"DAW I'M NOT-MMMF!?"

"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Did you just..."
"...What? She said to."

"DO IT AGAIN!"

"Don't encourage-MMF!"

"I LOVE THIS TOWN!"

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NCOMAKE
>Pinkie
"Dash"
~~~~

>WOOOOT! PINKIE'S BACK BABY! SHE'S DOING STORIES ALLLLLL UP IN HERE!

"Yeah, we are. Finally took our thread back."

>Long time coming, Dashie! LONG TIME COMING!

"...So, uh, about that one NC story-"

>SHHHH!

"..."

>...I-it can hear us...

"..."

Slowly, the cardboard fell to the ground, and remained still.

"...meep.

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NCOMAKE!
~~~

"....So is anyone going to let Vekir out of broken metal thing? Vekir is sorry for trying to take over! Vekir went mad with power, but will not do it again!... maybe... RELEASE VEKIR!"

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