(Bat) Bat Breath

>Be Anon.
>Hollow Shades has always smelled like a really gross mouth.
>You've always wondered why, but never knew.
>One night, while walking around, a bat-pony started talking to you.
>With her face mere inches from your own.
>And that's when it hit you.
>Bat breath.
>You grabbed the pony and ran home with her.
>Straight to your bathroom, where you grabbed your toothbrush and toothpaste.
>She screamed and howled as you brushed her teeth until they were fresh and clean.
>Once you finished, you let her go and ran out into the night.
>It was time to clean Hollow Shades' teeth.
>Bat by bat, you tackled them and forcefully cleaned their mouths.
>No more bat breath for this town.
>As the night carried on, you cleaned the mouths of nearly every bat in town.
>And the town was smelling fresher than ever.
>You retreat to your home to rest.

>The next night, you're awoken by a loud pounding at your door.
>As you check to see what the commotion is, you open your front door.
>A long line of bat-ponies waits patiently.
>The first mare at the door trots inside.
>You pick her up and put her back outside.
"What do you think you're doing?"
>"I'm here to get my teeth brushed!"
"What?"
>"Aren't you a dentist?"
"No?"
>"Oh. Well, where are we going to go to get our teeth brushed?"
"Don't you have your own toothbrushes?"
>"Yes, but none of us do it as well as you!"
>Rolling your eyes, you sigh and invite her back in.
>Looks like you've just gotten roped into being the Hollow Shades tooth-brusher.
>At least they're willing to pay for it.