And then there were ponies.

[andcontrarywise]

*It's a pretty nice day, isn't it? The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. And in one of the fields, there's a winged pony prancing about a little and generally looking pleased with hirself

Comments

[sistercomplex]

Dude, you don't want 'em.

[derepathy]

But you can FLY

[sistercomplex]

Do you want weird talking ponies to think you're a princess? And flying's overrated.

[derepathy]

They're not WEIRD, and just because YOU'RE bored of it doesn't mean other people won't enjoy flying.

[sistercomplex]

This one is. And I mean that it's a lot harder than it looks.

[Flexes wings.]

[derepathy]

It's still FLYING

[sistercomplex]

[Trying to blow some mane out of his eyes.]

I guess.

[derepathy]

Not jealous of the mane though. Is your hair normally that long?

[sistercomplex]

[Tail swish.]

Not really. It's probably a mix of mine and hers. I'm just happy it's not curly.

[Btw, Mister Telepath, you can probably hear some soft amused laughing, as if that of a mature woman.]

[derepathy]

Hers?

[sistercomplex]

Yeah.

[derepathy]

[pins his ears back :TTTT]

[sistercomplex]

What?

[derepathy]

Nothing.

[sistercomplex]

Liar. It's something. You made a face.

[derepathy]

If you don't know what it was about, I'm not explaining it.