Looking for upgrades


                                            Original thread: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/41170075/#41171686

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                                            >"Mr. degroot!"

                                            >Twilight says, exasperation in her voice

                                            >The human had already barged in and interrupted her in the middle of her work

                                            >She had to find a way to get back home

                                            >And to help her in her goal, the humans had made her a small office in their so-called 'spawn room'

                                            >"I know I offered to help in any way I could... But this..."

                                            >Twilight glances down to the paper the Demo had brought her, where his demands were...

                                            >Actually, now that she looked closer, it didn't look like there was actual writing on the paper

                                            >They were scribbles

                                            >Literal earth pony foal scrawls

                                            >No, a foal could do better

                                            >He wasn't reading off of a list

                                            >Was he just asking for stuff off the top of his head?

                                            >Why bring the paper then?

                                            >Shaking her head, Twilight refocused on the problem at hand

                                            >With the best impassive face she could manage, she looked directly into his eyes

                                            >"I'm not making you that"

                                            "WHAT?!"

                                            >"I can't enchant your shield and make you immune to everything!"

                                            Demo scoffs, leaning into the wall, he stares at the magical unicorn

                                            "With all yer prancin' an' showin' off yer pretty pony magic, ah woulda thought ye could cast a couple o' wee spells"

                                            >Demoman says, mockingly waving his hand around, imitating magic sprinkling around him whilst waving his fingers

                                            >Twilight snorts, her anger slowly building up

                                            >"Alright, one: I don't prance. Two: I am indeed able to enchant your shield, in fact! I could do way more than what you ask for, but these weapons are protected"

                                            >Demo raises his eyebrow at the revelation

                                            "Protected? They protected by some sort o' hex?"

                                            >"Worse!"

                                            >Twilight says as she pulls out a stack of papers from the desk she was sitting on

                                            >"They're legally protected!"

                                            >Demo stares confused at the papers, then returns his gaze to the mare

                                            >Were those original contracts? Where had she gotten them from?

                                            "Mah shield has a copyright?"

                                            >Twilight scrunches her nose

                                            >"Of course not, that'd be silly. It has a patent"

                                            >She starts reading the stack, turning it to page one

                                            >"It's a simple document, but fully legal!"

                                            >The horse shimmied into place, preparing to read

                                            >"According to section one, sub-section A, the pi-"

                                            >Before she has a chance to finish the first sentence, Demo screams to the high heavens as he holds up his hands to his head

                                            >Once his sudden bout of screaming is done, he turns in place and starts walking away

                                            >Stomping out of the spawn room, he started murmuring about 'magical horse lawyers'

                                            >Almost by muscle memory, Demo pulled out his trusty scotch and took a swing

                                            >Letting his weight rest on the wall behind him, he slowly made his way to the floor, where he rested as he drank

                                            >He let out an annoyed sigh, burping and moving to take a third chug of his bottle

                                            >"Excuse you?!"

                                            >Pausing his movements, he spotted another mare, this one a much more pleasant shade of blue

                                            >"The great and powerful Trixie was squatting on this corner first! Remove yourself at once!"

                                            >He raised an eyebrow, these horses were getting too comfortable bossing him and his team around

                                            >Spotting the horn on her head, he felt a grin slowly take over

                                            "Aye lass, can ye dae magic? How dae ye feel aboot makin' some quick money?"

                                            >The mare scrunched her nose at the smell of alcoholic breath, after a couple of seconds, she responded

                                            >"Trixie is listening"

                                            >Demo liked this pony already