Thread 97:Stories 31-45

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OOCO
>AJ
"???"
'???'
[???]
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>Okay, Ah' know it's cute and all ta' send me macaroni pictures, but- NO!

"...Applejack! Hi! Did one of Two's pictures get mixed in there-"

>NO! NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!

"...Uh-"

>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

"...let's start over. Applejack! Hi! Did-"

>WHAT IN TARNATION ARE YA' DOIN'!?

"...Oh! Oh, this isn't what it looks like."

>AH' DIDN'T ASK YOU!

'HAH! This is totally what it looks like.'

>DIDN'T ASK YOU NEITHER!

[...There was a debate.]

>Celestia, ya'll have exactly TWO SECONDS ta' tell me why ya'll are face down, plot ta' the sky right next ta' Chrysalis in a similar, equally uncomfortable state!

'What? I like this position, it lets him do most of the work-'

>YOU SHUT YER' BUG FACE OR AH' WILL SHUT IT WITH FIRE!

'She said, to the strongest mare in the room.'

>AH'LL GET DISCORD!

'...brokenasschaospowers...'

"Well, we're-"

>NOT! YOU! YOU SHUT UP, YA' SUPPOSEDLY FAITHFUL DIP!

"Hurtful!"

[Well, as I said, there was a debate as to who's ass was smaller. I've been dieting, she CLAIMS that there's no shapeshifting magic, and-]

>Ah' give up.

SLAM!

"..."
'...'
[...So I take it coming in to compare you too is off the table?]

>CHOKE ON IT, CELLY!

[...Well, you heard her!]

"Hm? Oh, sure, here."

[NOM!... MMmmmhmm...]

'Hey! You bastard, I'm right here!'

"Plenty for you too."

'Now we're talking! Long ass tongue, let's get to work-'

SLAM!

"...Did you want some cake-"

>YER' DOIN' THIS TA' FUCK WITH ME!

[....maaaybe-]

SLAM!

"...Too far?"

[Think we went too far with that one.]

'HAH!'

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 >18
"42"
~~~

>...Soooo-

"Yes."

>You're really-

"Yes."

>Wow, always took you for a-

"Him too."

>So is it like-

"Exactly."

>Not like-

"None of that."

>But do you REALLY-

"Yes."

>...Are you gonna-

"No."

>You sure? I mean, after the me situation, we-

"Yes."

>Ah. Cause I'd be fine if-

"I thank you, but no."

>Cool... but do you wanna?

"...sometimes."

>Ehhhhh?

"Statement stands."

>Your loss.

"..."

>...Gonna get me some Shinycaddy sugar-

"Noted."

>...

"..."

>...Still buddies?

"Never stopped."

>Then, I am good.

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NC
>29
"???"
~~~

>Okay, so, for some reason that child's fantasy included a bomb. Not confusing, but what is confusing is that the bomb wouldn't go away... oh well, I was only blown up once! What's next? Ahhh, surfing! This shall be fun!

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>Oh my this is fun!... Wait, is that someone in a shark costume? Oh you scamp! I'll-

"GRAAAGHHHHH!"

>OH DEAR HIVEMIND THE TEETH! WHY ARE THE TEETH REAL!?

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>Okay, so, that's what my insides look like... never wanted to know that, but very well! Next up, issss... ah hah! Paragliding! This will be easy to create! How hard is it to make up clouds and blue skies in a dream?

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>Ahhh, see? This was easy, I just have to enjoy-

"Boom."

>...is that a firework- OH FUCK NO-

BOOOM!

"Called it!"

~~~~~

>...so that's what fire inside of my skull looks like... I'm learning so much... a-ah! Here we go! A picnic! This shall be a fun day full of-

~~~~~

>-ANNNNNTS! MY SKIN IS FULL OF ANNNNNNNTTTTTS! OH DEAR LORD WHYYYYYYYYY!?

"...I didn't even do that one."

~Thou were slacking, we decided to pick up the pace.~

"Ah... points for creativity."

>WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENIIIIING!?

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 >Chrysalis
"Spitfire"
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>Innnnteresting....

Angrily, the pegasi made a dive for the photos hanging magically in front of the Queen. Alas, too slow, not a common occurrence for her.

"Those are supposed to be classified information."

>Myself and the other royals are all cooperating on the manner, it's imperative that I see where Lavan here is going off as it is to them. Not to worry, I merely wanted to know his location and current whereabouts.

Coyly, she placed the photos back into the hooves they had been stolen from, a fanged smile on her face.

>Yesss, quite interesting... he is indeed on a trajectory that will inevitably collide with Canterlot, as expected. I knew he would, all too obvious that he would end up there, they always do... I shall have to speak with Celestia about increasing defenses, there's always the...chance, that something will inevitably go wrong and there will be such chaos, I'd rather be prepared a touch better this time. It will likely end in the beast's attack, but no matter... I will be prepared...

"You talk weird."

>......................Excuse me.

"You talk really weird when you're doing that."

>I do not!

"Has nobody ever really told you that?"

>...well, Applejack, but she doesn't count.

"Because?"

>Because it's Applejack. She just doesn't count.

"Logical! But you talk weird."

>I do no!

"You talk SUPER weird."

>I DO NOT!

"So weird."

>Shiny doesn't complain!

"Pretty sure he's just used to it."

>Caddy doesn't!

"She's probably tuning most of it out."

>Forty Two doesn't!

"Preeeetty sure she's like, a soldier, so no, no she wold not."

>...I DO NOT TALK WEIRD!

"Chrysalis? Chrysalis, remember the fun times we had? How we talked? Remember how it seemed like you wanted to be buddies? Well, this is your maybebuddy talking... you talk weird when you get all plotty."

>...Nuh uh.

"Well, I can't help those that don't want help."

>Better!

"..."

>Don't sigh at me!

"...I'm out of my element here."

> I DO NOT TALK WEIRD!

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>Pennydrop
"Coltsly"
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>Miss Coltstly... I am very saddened to hear what happened here.

"I know, isn't it just terrible!? Those poor citizens, they must've been so afraid!"

>This has certainly been a... challenge, for my team.

"Oh, I know, and I'm so sorry I couldn't do more to reassure everyone that this should never have happened and wouldn't again, and that we would be covering all damages, but it was hard for them to believe me... and who can blame them!?"

>This is going to take quite a bit...

"Of time, I know, but I'm hopeful that they'll come around and see we're just trying to make their lives better, and we are looking out for them! We just had a little... slip up... oh dear..."

>No matter, the one who let this pass by in the design phase has been... seen to.

"Well, I hope you gave her a stern talking to! I don't think she should be shouted at too loudly, because everyone makes mistakes, but I haven't heard apology one from her to the masses! They need to know that she just made a mistake, and she's sorry. These Canterlot are good ponies, they'd understand and forgive her! But they never will if she just keeps hiding away!"

>I'm afraid she won't be talking much anytime soon, she's been relocated to a more... suitable profession.

"Well, that's a shame, but I understand that some employees just need to be put where they're best... can I apologize for her?"

>...

"I just feel like someone needs to say sorry is all."

>...

"Is that a yes?"

>...

"I'm taking it as a yes."

>...

"...Erm, boss? Is everything alright?"

>...You're bad at this.

"Why does everyone keep saying that!?

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>Chrysalis
"18"
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>...the fuck....

"What is it?"

>I have apparently received a picture.

"Oh? From who?"

>I assume either 41 or a very oddly named child.

"...how exactly can you get those mixed up?"

>Mostly because the picture is a giant smiley face made out of black sparkle glue that says "You're best Queen, and I'll do good."

"Huh... cute."

>Cute?

"Cute... gonna have to wait till you collection is as big as mine, though."

>...

CLACK!

"You should have seen how many crayon drawings I got when Ingrid gave him a real kiss, the poor mailemare's bag was dragging."

>...

"Something to say?"

>You are not on the list.

"Ah hah, ahaha, what list?"

>...

"Chrysalis?"

>Not. On. The. List. Head's too big anyway.

"...huh..."

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Non-Canon
>Pinkie
"Rarity"
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>Welcome to Late Night /pa/ with your host Pinkie Pie! It's during this time that content doesn't matter and we try to at least mention Sassy Saddles! Now for our main guest...RARITY!!!
Upbeat music.

"I'm really glad to have you giving me a more in depth tour. Navigating the dream landscape can be strange."

>Anything for a friend.

"Say Pinkie, can you smell this handkerchief?"

>What for?

"I think it smells like chloroform."

>Let me see.
Takes the handkerchief and sniffs it.
>...hmmm.
Takes another whiff of it.
>...hmmmmmm.
Takes a big whiff of it.
>...No I don't think so.

"That's too bad..."
Hits Pinkie in the back of her head with a bat.
*KONK*
Pinkie lands face down with a thud.
"It would have been less painful for you."
Rarity opens the door to the porn room and drags Pinkie inside by her tail.

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>SA
"Twilight"
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>...Life sure got confusing, didn't it?

"That it did."

>I still remember when the biggest part of my day was trying to figure out how to build a kite.

"That indeed was a challenge."

>And when my biggest worry for you was when you were going to run too fast.

"Running too fast is serious business."

>But now it feels like the whole world is running too fast... like my life is one big crazy out of control rollercoaster that never ends.

"Look on the positive side."

>What's that?

"At this rate, you'll get off it someday."

>....
"...'
>...
"..."
>...
"..."
>...pfft...
"...heh...
>...Snk.... I'm not laughing, that wasn't funny.
"Oh?"
>It was mean, you're being mean. B-...mmmHM... bad Twili.
"Not funny at all?"
>Nope. Meanest thing I've ever... heh...
"Then why are you smiiiiling?"
>...PfffftAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
"HAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

>I-I can't believe you said that!

"I know, right? It just slipped out!"

>Oh gosh Twili, that's SO BAD! AHhahahah!

"Ohhhh... that was bad, yeah."

>...

"..."

>...ehh... thanks, LSBFF.

"Always, BBBFF... even if the ride does end."

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>32
"???"
'Actarius'
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>...Would it be wrong to wear lace undergarmets to a wedding, even if nobody sees them?... I mean, sure, it's disrespectful, but how many weddings am I going to get invited to, really? This seems like a once in a lifetime thing... for me at least... because at this rate my only date for the next few years is going to be hole-third-from-the-left on old righty......... I'm so alone.

'Boss? We've got a changeling here to see you.'

>It bothers me how unusual that is for a changeling embassy... send them in!

With the playful DINGDING of the little bell above the door, the changeling stepped inside.

>Welcome to our abode! How might we be of service today.

"Okay, look, I normally don't wanna be anywhere near you-"

>Needlessly hurtful off the bat, great first impression!

"-but according to my buddy you're supposed to go to a government official in order to get this thing, and I can't find our Queen and Forty Two is busy."

>...I continue to weep for my species...

"Yeah, sucks for me too, but point is, you're here, and I need to use you."

>Our majesty has made it very clear she does not wish us to engage in prostitution, because on a scale of 'sex machines' or 'bug monsters' in public perception, she picks the latter, while wanting the reputation of the former... do not question her, you will find no answers.

"I don't question the Queen!"

>If nothing else, you fit into the crowd.

"Thanks!"

>...Oh, right, I suppose that would be praiseworthy for us... what did you want,?

"I need Vee Saw!"

>...a what?

"I thought you knew stuff!"

>That doesn't mean I can understand gibberish. Perhaps if I go get our adopted kin...

"I need that Vee Saw thing to keep working here!"

>Oh... OHHH! You mean a work VISA.

"That's what I said!"

>Wait, you have a job?

"Yeah! We have a talkshow."

>We?

~Fuzzy and Buzz in the Morning, 97.1~
~It's a me!~

>GAH!... WHERE THE DEVIL DID THAT COME FROM!?

"Where did what come from?"

>...

"..."

>...Never mind.

"Yeaah, me and my buddy, we're pretty hot right now, ton of ponies, and changelings, listen in. We're a big thing. Got SO many groupies."

>...how... how do they listen in?

"With their ears, obviously!"

~Like, ya' know, no DUHHHHH!~

>GAH!... Cut that out!

"Cut what out?"

>Ugh... look, Mr...

"The Buzz!"

~Ya' didn't even listen! Ah' told ya', and ya' didn't even listen!~

>Hnrk!... Mr Buzz, work visas are intended for ponies, or in this case changelings, from other countries to come over here and work.

"Yep."

>...you live in the ballroom, in Canterlot.

"Uh huhhhh..."

>...How can I issue you a Visa? The ballroom isn't sovereign soil... I hope...

"But... but we're planning to move away soon! Queen said so and everything!"

>Well, that is an issue, so when that happens, THEN you apply for a visa!

"But how can I apply for a visa over here if I'm over there!?"

>...

"..."

>...Huh... that... that's actually a good question... mail it to me?

"Mail what to you!?"

>...that is also a good question... Uhhh... well, it should only take a few days-

"A few days!? Do you have any idea what this lifestyle is like!? If you call in sick, someone else takes your place! Do you want to live in a world with Fuzzy and Wuzzy!?

~Fuzzy and Wuzzy in the morning, 83.1~
~Now with 50% more Malk!~

"Do you see how wrong that sounds!?"

>... So you DO hear it-

"Do embassy stuff!... Please!"

>That is a word I hear a frighteningly low amount, thinking on it... very well! I shall think of a solution to your problem, and get back to you shortly!

"Phew! Thank goodness... you know, you're not all bad. I'll give you a shoutout sometime!"

~It'll sound like this, YODELEHHEEHOOOOO!~

"GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!"

>It's day-

SLAM!

>...The sad part is, he's probably getting more laid than me.

'I can help with that, boss!'

>...r-really?

'Yeah! Know a great mattress salespony, you should have told me!'

>...

~Whop whop whaaaaaa-~

>WILL YOU GO AWAY!

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>Sombra
"Guard"
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>....Do you suppose I missed anything? In here, I mean. I mean... it has only been one single day, how much could I have missed?

"Nope. Probably nothing."

>I mean, logically, when you think about it, there's been two mass battles and lord knows what else, surely there's a limit for stuff happening, yes?

"Probably."

>At some point, you just run out of events to happen.

"You do."

>....Did you miss anything from that meeting that your captain called for?

"Doubt it."

>It seemed important.

"Meh. Had to leave somebody to guard you."

>Because this is important, yes...

"Please stop floating through the bars. I know I can't physically stop you, but don't do it anyway."

>My apologies.

"..."

>...So how's your lovelife?

"I caught my now ex-marefriend in bed with another stallion the other day."

>Oh my, that's... terrible.

"Yeaaah, made Hearth's Warming two days ago pretty awkward. Or it would have been, if mom had let Dad back in the house, but apparently three is the limit with her. Hearthwarming table was a little empty."

>............................I think I'll go back to writing my memoirs now..........

"You do that."

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>Quicksilver
"Arana"
'SG
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>...eeeeeeppp..

"Uh, Mister Guard? You're uh... how are you doing that?"

>Eeeeeeeeee...

'Really, you giant mare in a stallions body? Really? You're hiding up on the chair. You're actually... you're friggen hiding up on the chair?'

"How's he stickin' to the walls?"

'The power of sissy. He is literally harnessing the power of pure sissiness and using it to defy physics.'

>Eeeeeeeeeeeee....

"I'm sorry I'm scaring you!"

'No, you know what? You have nothing to apologize for. The only one who should be apologizing is his parents.'

>Eeeeeeeeeee....

'I'm actually mad here, this isn't how a guard is supposed to act!'

>S-sp-sp-sppppiiiiiiddddeeerrrrrr...

"Sorry..."

'Yes! She looks like a spider, but she's not!... You're not, right?'

"Nu uh! Magic!"

'She's magic! It's just magic! Who cares what she looks like or how scary she seems!? Who cares!? We're guards! We face monsters! Chaos beings! DEMONS! We're meant to fight the scariest thing ever! And you're acting like this over a changeling that has more legs than normal!? You big sissy!'

>N-not h-h-heeerrrrr...

'...Come again?'

>...shoulder...

'...'

"Oh, hey! That is a big spider on your shoulder! Oh, this was all a big case o' the funny's, isn't that just silly-"

'EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK!'

"Oh hey! You can run up walls too!'

'EWEWEWEWGETITAWAYGETITAWAAAAAYYYYYYYHAYHAYYYYYYY! EEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKkkkk....!'

>...

"..."

>...Whelp! Spider's gone! How you been, Ms Arana?

"This place is so crazy I'm climbing up the walls!"

>...

"Mr Blueblood likes my jokes..."

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 >29
"MM"
'Zecora'
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>By the heavens above, we've been doing nothing but sleeping for the last day, HOW ART WE PLAGUED BY THE... the... the tiredness? That doesn't sound very right... that sounds... uhhhh... Marey?

"ZZnnngnnnn.."

>Marey, lift thine head from mine shoulder!... Marey, we've got a job to do!

"Zzzzz..."

>Zecora! Back me up on this!

'...'

Thup!

>Oh wow, that was a weird place for thine head to fall... if anyone walked in right now, they would have a LOT of questions about your head like that in my lap.

'...zzz...'

>But she snores so cutely... I don't wanna wake them up...

"Zzzzz..."

'...zzzz...'

>...Fine, more dream training it is... need to... need to get some bubbles for the... the soup any...way...

>"'ZZzzzzzz...."

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>Lavan
"Buffalo"
~~~

>...You are very fuzzy.

"I feel like I should be screaming, but I... I broke. I broke inside...."

>You are also wearing headresses.

"..."

>Where did you get the feathers?

"You know, that gets asked a lot, and we never have a good answer."

>Why are you in the desert?

"This is our homeland, obviously!"

>Why did your ancestors pick a desert? There's lots of places that are better for fuzzy ones.

"Because... uh..."

>Your houses are teepees.

"Well, yes, because-"

>That is not very interesting.

"It's functional, not- Hey! Where are you going!?"

>I am looking for something interesting.

"S-so!? We're interesting! We're totally unique!... Hello!? HELLO!?... Why am I so sad the giant evil looking fire monster just went away....

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>7
"???"
'Buttercup'
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'Why we back here?'

The changeling had little answers for his cloaked, massive companion. Instead choosing to focus on moving straight ahead, straight forwards through the Canterlot Castle halls. Despite his speed, the brute next to him had no trouble keeping up, by now well aware of how to walk in such a state of dress, including seeing out the thin line of her helmet.

She backed off when the silence came, knowing better than to challenge him. Not that he had ever yelled at her, belittled her or otherwise would be abusive, not at all, she merely understood that if he was going somewhere and did not wish to speak, she did not press. She could, she was quite a lot stronger than him, but he was smarter than her, so smart. It was better not to say anything.

>...Where is that damned pony at-

"Well howdy partner!"

Buttercup, even as imposing as she was, had never seen her companion jump in surprise like that. To put it simply, it set her on edge terribly, her scorpion like tail twitching hungrily beneath her cloak when she saw that strange pony walk up to him and pat him on the shoulder. It was only his look of confusion, rather than horror, and the strange nature of this pony that kept her from spearing the thing and pumping it full of deadly poison.

How strange, she had never seen a pony with both wings and a horn before...

"Well, lookee you! How ya' been, Seven? Or is it O O Seven?... Bah, Ah'm callin' ya' Seven."

>P... princess?

"Now there ain't no need for formalities here, ain't a big deal! What'cha been up to? The fellers down at the Hive said they ain't seen ya' for a bit. Chrysalis said not ta' worry, but ya' know how Ah' get. Heh, ya'll saw it with Twelve sure enough Ah'd think!"

>Uh... yeah, yeah you did-

"Speakin' of, they said ya' went ta' go visit Screwloose. What was that all about?"

>Well, I just needed some help with something-

She gripped him by the shoulder, not roughly, but enough to make a point.

"Now, sugar cube, ya'll be careful bout her, okay? Twelve's sweet on the mare but she ain't nothin' ta' joke around with. Iffin' she's tellin' ya' stuff, make dang sure ya' get it doublechecked first, cause ain't no tellin' what kinda joke she's playin' on you. Don't think just cause ya' saved her she'll treat ya' any better."

>...I'll keep that in mind.

"Good!"

The grip turned into a playful pat, light and carefree once again.

"So, ya' on some secret mission or somethin'?"

>Well, no, I'm actually doing a... personal thing at the moment.

"Good fer' you! After that mess ya' deserved some time off."

>I... suppose Chrysalis thought so as well.. Uh... how have you been?

"Hoo! Ah' tell ya', feel like settin' fire ta' the place. Between robots and this whole deal with Chitania and... personal stuff...Ah' feel like Ah' done run sixteen marathons in two days, and Ah' just got off mah' vacation!"

>Sorry to hear that.

"Yeah, it's been a real- AH!"

>What!?

"Did that thing just move!?"

It seemed about here that the pony realized there hadn't always been a giant black tarp with a gryphon head helmet in the middle of this particular hallway.

'Not supposed to move?'

"TARTAITON! Yer' alive!... Well, mah' face sure is red! Holy cow, sugar cube, thought ya' were... well, Ah' don't know what Ah' thought, but Ah've gotta apologize somethin' fierce here, that was rude. Howdy! Ah'm Applejack nice ta' meet ya'!"

Buttercup did not like situations like this, situations where whoever she was talking to clearly expected her to do something, but she had not a single clue how to react. Situations like a pony holding out her hoof in front of her, waiting for something... was this a challenge? Should she be tearing her apart? Should-

>A-hem!... Mmm... Uh, sorry P-...Applejack, but Buttercup doesn't shake hooves, personal thing."

Dejectedly, her hoof went to the ground, yet she never lost her friendly smile.

"Oh! Buttercup's yer' name? Sorry about that, didn't know."

'...Yes, I am Buttercup.'

A phrase she had repeated over, and over, and over in her training, and yet it still felt weird to say.

"What brings ya' over here to Canterlot, eh?"

Roughly, the helmet jerked to the side, gesturing towards the changeling.

'Am with him. He goes, I follow.'

She waited and waited, yet no further explanation came.

"Don't talk much does he? Ya'll and mah' brother would get along great."

'Am she.'

"...Beg pardon?"

>Buttercup is a she.

"...Well, probably could'a figured that one out from the name. Sweet mercy, mah' hoof has just been gettin' jammed in mah' mouth so much ta'day. Sorry, Sugar Cube!"

'...Sorry... sugar cube.'

"She ain't mockin' me, is she? Ah' wouldn't blame 'er, Ah'd just feel bad.'

'No... like it... sugar cube.'

It was odd, but Applejack would swear she had seen just a hint of green underneath that shadowed helmet. She chose, in her wisdom, not to press the matter and make a bigger jackass of herself than she already felt like.

Much like how she was forgoing asking the glaringly obvious question to be asked...

>...Well! Was nice to see you again, Applejack, but we were on our way to something.

"Oh! Sorry fer' keepin' ya' stalled up. Ya'll best be on yer' way, was great seein' ya' too! And good on ya' fer' makin' a new friend! She seems nice. Heh, like Ah' said, think her and mah' brother would get along great! Ya'll should come see us down on the farm sometime!"

>I'll... think about it, thanks.

"Well, don't think fer' too long! And don't be disappearin' too much, Ah' got somethin' big fer' the changelings comin' up, and it's gonna affect ya'll too!"

>I'll keep that in mind.

"See ya', sugar cube! And see ya'll too, Buttercup, nice ta' meet ya'!"

>See you, Applejack.

'Hrm.'

With a jaunt to her step, the princess gave a respectful nod, and was on her way, disappearing from sight in no time at all.

>...Huh.

'...she look nice.'

>She was pretty nice during the break in, yeah.

'...think she like you.'

>I wouldn't bet on it.

'...not like her.'

He looked back, a single eyebrow going up at the odd tone in her voice.

>...Very well, come. We have someone we need to see.

Yet, he seemed content to leave it as it was. Without a word, she shuffled after him, watching him closely as she went. Soon, they had made their way beyond the sight of where they left, and not a trace to be found behind.

Unseen, a certain other pony had not left...

"Oh, shoot, he looks drained... probably should'a asked iffin' he needed a boost or somethin', Ah' don't even know how he stands up... hrm... would he take offense iffin' Ah' asked Spike ta' go check on him?... Might do that... yeah, that sounds good."

She nodded in determination, her face still scrunched in genuine concern for the changeling that had been there. Fella worked hard, he didn't ask for much and he gave it his very best, and shoot, from what Jetset had said, he's got a good heart underneath it all too, it would be a shame if he worked himself too hard and got hurt. She knew this was a little overbearing, but she was worried.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."

She still had much to do, not just for him, but all changelings. To make their lives better.

And no more waiting for it.

"Best get to it."
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>PJ
"42"
~~~

CLACK!

WHRRRRRRR

>MRPHMMGMPM!

"No, Potatojack, you cannot be in the class.'

>MPRHM! MRPHMHMHMH!

"I don't care if we're fellow Gunclub members, that card is invalid here."

>MRRRROOHMMM!

"How did you even hear about this?"

>...mrmom....

"Uh huh... just heard it, eh?"

>...MRMOHMPHPHPHPHPHMHMPHHP!

"No."

>MRRRMMMMMMMMMMMM!

"No."

>MRPHUCHUR!

"Sorry, Queen's orders."

>MHR!

"Okay, I do not even know how that would work. First off, even if you got the rabbit to somehow hold the pineapple, how is it supposed to reach and since when can rabbits-"

>MMRRRRRRRRRRRRROGPGPPRPPGPRRMMGPRPMGRPRMGP!

"See, it's stuff like calling her a bitch that ends up with situations like this."

>PHU! MU!

CLACK!

WHRRRHRHRHRHRHHrhrhrhhhrrrrrr...

"...So does she just leave tiny holes in the wall wherever she goes, or... how does that work?"

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