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>Day Blustery in Equestria
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>You are Anon.
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>You've lived here for at least 3 years now.
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>And this is easily the windiest day you've ever seen.
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>Everypony is staying inside when they can, and you don't blame them.
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>This gale could probably blow a filly away.
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>Thankfully, The weather is strictly scheduled in Equestria, so you were able to dress accordingly.
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>But come on, why so much wind?
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>You have half a mind to ask Rainbow why the pegasi made it so, but don't expect much of an answer.
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>You don't expect much of an answer from her about anything except "how awesome she is".
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>You've headed out for lunch, as you do every day.
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>Today's choice, Sugarcube Corner.
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>Because sometimes you just feel like chatting with (okay, listening to) Pinkie Pie.
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>Tables are deserted; everyone's inside.
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>Except... you hear somep0ny screaming.
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>Wind is carrying their - her - voice towards... you...
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>No, she's getting closer.
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>Really, really quickly.
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>You turn and see a pony... being blown around like a balloon?
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>Screaming and screaming like her life depends on it.
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>Never mind how little sense it makes, if you don't catch her quickly she could wind up miles away.
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>Anon dives...
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>And the catch is good!
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>But what have you caught...?
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"Sssh... I've got you... It's alright..."
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>She's clinging to you for dear life, quietly sobbing.
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>Trembling, or the wind is buffeting her, or probably both.
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>She's a bit smaller than average, about Coco-sized.
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>But more importantly, the reason she was being carried away like a balloon...
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>It's because she IS a flawlessly life-like balloon.
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>Literally a feather in your arms.
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>Instead of fur, her surface is made of bright red latex rubber.
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>It's fairly soft to the touch, and slightly translucent.
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>Her mane, which you're stroking to calm her, is a bubblegum-pink, air-filled "section", instead of proper hair.
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>It's even squishier than the rest of her; soft enough to pass as hair.
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>Her tail looks the same... Interesting design, but now isn't the time to ask.
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"Let's get you inside... out of this wind."
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>She nods, her muzzle pressed into your shoulder.
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>Keeping your arms around her, you make your way to the bakery's door.
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>Take your hand off her head to open the door.
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>Luckily, it's empty today.
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>Guess nobody wanted to brave the wind.
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>"Hiya, Non... ny..."
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>Pinkie trails off at the sight of you carrying a pony-shaped balloon.
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"Hey, Pinkie, this pony's having a bad day... can you just... give us some space?"
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>She looks at you strangely, until the pony in your arms sniffles.
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"And... egg salad sand-
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>"Nonny, you get the same thing every time you're here."
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"True. Anyway, for her..."
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>You glance down at the balloon pony's quivering form.
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"Let's make it a banana split."
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>"Sure, Nonny."
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>Pinkie learned long ago to give you space when you ask for it.
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>Partly because you almost never ask for it, marking the exceptions as damned important and serious.
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>You sit this strange creature down in a booth, and slide into the other side.
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>These booths weren't really made to accommodate a human, but you manage anyhow.
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>The two of you sit in silence for a few minutes, you waiting for her to compose herself.
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>She's calmed down now, but she still looks shaken
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>Still, the sooner you get some answers, the better.
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"Think you can talk? Or do you need a few more minutes?"
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>She nods, but it takes a couple of seconds before she replies.
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>"I... yeah. Just..."
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>She raises her head to make eye contact with you. In contrast to her "fur", they're a rich, emerald green.
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>"Thanks for catching me. I don't know how long... I..."
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>You reach across the table to grasp her hoof.
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"Hey, it's alright, that's behind you now."
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>She nods again.
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>"...Yeah."
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>You release her, and awkward silence reigns for a couple of seconds
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"So... do you have a name?"
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>"Cherry. Cherry Bubble."
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>Silence.
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>"...What about you?"
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"Anonymous, Anon for short. Pleased to meet you, Cherry."
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>She lets out a singular chuckle.
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>"Likewise."
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>If she hadn't met you... yeah.
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"I don't mean to be rude, but... just what are you?"
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>"I'm a balloon. What are you?"
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"A human. A creature from another world. Closely related to apes."
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>"How did you get here?"
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"I don't know. Just woke up here one day."
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>You lean in a bit.
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"How did YOU get here? Last time I checked, ponies and balloons didn't overlap."
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>"Ah, yeah, you're referring to my..."
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"Your everything."
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>She giggles at your little joke.
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>"Well, I guess you'll have to make an exception for me, then."
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"Were you always... like... this...?"
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>You gesture at her, indicating her bizarre composition.
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>She nods, a bit more emphatically than her past.
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>She can't be from Ponyville, you'd have seen her by now.
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"Where did you... come from? I mean, how does a pony like you... get..."
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>You gesture at her again.
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>"I was created. Proof-of-concept. New laws got passed. Never went into full production."
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"Laws?"
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>She glances away for a second.
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>"Against the creation of life for commercial purposes. The finished product was supposed to be disposable."
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"Disposable...?"
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>"Combination plaything and playmate. Easily replaceable if... broken."
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>For a moment, you're speechless. You've seen and heard of a lot, but this takes the cake.
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"...That's horrible. That has to be the most awful thing I've ever heard of, and I came from a world that's never known world peace, and cranks out atrocities like a factory. Even we wouldn't have dreamed up something so depraved."
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>"That's why the laws got passed. The Princess stepped in before anything really bad happened."
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"Celestia?"
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>"Yeah. Company got disbanded, she adopted me, and I've been living at the palace for the past couple of years."
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>Jesus, she's been blown all the way from Canterlot!
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>But, you can get back to that later. Not right now.
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>...This isn't the most tactful question, but she's got your curiosity.
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"So... how long have you been... around?"
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>"Almost five years. BUT, they designed me to start out fully developed, mentally and physically."
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"What about you, if you... you get..."
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>You don't want to say it. Thankfully, she catches your drift, and smiles faintly.
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>"I'm the prototype. Too much pony, not enough balloon. I can grow back."
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>You breathe a sigh of relief. You have no idea what you'd do with such a fragile being...
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>"I also need food, so, uh, thanks for ordering for me."
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>As if on cue, Pinkie arrives with your food.
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>For the record, it's 3 egg salad sandwiches on whole wheat, with lettuce, tomato and cheddar cheese.
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>You eat a lot of eggs and dairy to try to make up for the lack of guilt-free meat in Equestria, and you're much larger than the average pony; hence your selection.
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>Party pony has Cherry's banana split too, complete with a cherry of its own on top.
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>Ponka looks like she wants to say something, but you raise your hand to shush her.
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"Later, Pinkie."
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>She nods, and heads back.
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>Cherry dives into her dish with gusto.
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>She probably hasn't eaten since this morning, so you're not surprised.
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>She pauses every once in a while to ask you about Earth.
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>Culture, society, government... and, when you mention them... wars.
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>You're a bit of a history buff, so you can answer most of her questions in between bites.
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>Some are harder, though...
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>"Why do humans fight so much?"
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"I... don't know. We evolved to live in smaller groups than you, and we're omnivores, so I think that's a part of it. It could just be a part of us as a species."
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>By the time the two of you have finished your food, she's in a fairly good mood.
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"So... We should probably tell Celestia you're here."
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>The smile she was wearing fades slightly, but she nods.
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>"Yeah. But... it'll take days for the letter to reach her."
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"No it won't. Did the Princess ever tell you about Twilight Sparkle?"
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>She pauses for a moment as her mind puts the pieces together.
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>"This is Ponyville?"
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"Yeah."
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>She jumps up.
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>You hadn't noticed it before, but a golden ribbon is tied around a small "neck" where her navel would be, and wrapped around her hind leg to keep it from trailing.
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>Interesting effect...
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>"Then let's-"
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>She stops, then sits back down as she remembers the wind.
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>"Oh, yeah."
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"Yeah. I can go tell Twilight though."
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>You stand up, and unlike her remain standing.
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"Hey, Pinkie!"
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>Her head pops up from behind the counter.
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>"Nonny?"
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"Come over here."
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>Instead of walking, she hops. Typical Pinkie.
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"Cherry, this is Pinkie Pie. Pinkie, Cherry Bubble."
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>You hold up your hand to shush her again.
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"I have an errand to run. You two get acquainted while I'm gone."
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>As you open the door, you turn back to Cherry.
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"I'll be back soon. ...I promise."
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>Not sure why you added that last bit.
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>Are you seriously getting attached to balloon pony Anon?
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>Possibly... after all, there are many ponies, but there's only one Cherry.
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>Trip over is uneventful.
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>Absurdly windy, but uneventful.
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>You bang on Twilight's door.
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>After a moment or two, the door opens.
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>"Anon? What are you doing out on a day like this?"
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"I have a letter I need to send to the Princess."
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>She pulls back a bit, confused.
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>"Um... Okay? Come inside."
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>You comply, waving Spike over as you enter.
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"I haven't actually written it yet Twi, can I use your desk?"
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>"Sure, it's right over here."
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>You haven't quite gotten the hang of writing with a quill, but you'll manage.
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>You kneel before the slightly-too-small podium, and for Spike and Twilight's sakes you compose out loud:
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"Dear Princess Celestia, this is Anon. There's a... balloon-pony here named Cherry Bubble. From what she's told me, you're probably looking for her. I thought you should know, and I think she'd like to get back to the palace. I've come to Twilight's to send this, but I've left Cherry at Sugarcube Corner with Pinkie Pie; by the time you get this I'll probably have gone back there. Sincerely, Anon."
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>You hold the finished scroll down for Spike.
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"Aaaand send."
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>He blows that magical green fire of his over it, and it's gone.
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>"What in Equestria is a balloon-pony, Anon?"
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"A pony that's also a balloon."
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>"Do you honestly exp-"
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"Did I not just send a letter to the Princess to that effect?"
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>Her face scrunches as she's forced to accept something that should be impossible.
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"I know it's strange, and unless I'd caught her to keep her from blowing away I'd never have believed it myself."
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>"I'm coming with you."
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"Alright."
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>"Me t- UUURRRP"
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>Wow, that was fast.
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>Spike reads it off for you:
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>"My honored guest, thank you for informing me where Cherry has been displaced to. I shall arrive shortly; until then, please stay with her. Sincerely, Princess Celestia."
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>You glance at the two of them.
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"She must want Cherry badly."
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>"Yeah... I can't remember the last time she responded so quickly."
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>"Can I come too?"
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>You hold your gaze on him for a bit.
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"I... don't think so Spike."
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>Predictably, he starts to pout; you cut him off before he can say anything.
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"You could, but... I don't think she'd like your claws."
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>He looks down at them; they are pretty overgrown.
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>"Ooooh."
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"Yeah. Maybe next time, if you file 'em down."
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>He's still bummed, but understands.
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>"Alright."
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"Twilight, do you think you could create force field around us? This wind is just ridiculous."
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>"I agree. Give me a second..."
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>A magenta bubble encases the two of you; not very spacious, but not intimately cramped either.
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>"Done."
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"Much obliged. Shall we?"
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>The doorknob glows the same shade as the bubble, and the door opens itself.
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>The trip back is a bit more interesting, since you're not alone this time.
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"So... You've never heard of Cherry Bubble?"
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>"No. Why?"
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"She knew about you."
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>"I'm not surprised. Ever since I became a Princess it seems like everypony knows who I am."
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"Or maybe... since she lives with Celestia, the Princess had spoken about you to her at some point."
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>"Could be."
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The two of you continue to make small talk for a short while, before...
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"Hey wait a minute, I just thought of something."
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>"Oh?"
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"Why don't you just teleport us?"
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>She halts, and you nearly collide with the wall of the bubble.
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>"Why didn't I think of that?"
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>The two of you vanish in a puff of magenta smoke...
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>And reappear in Sugarcube Corner.
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>...Pinkie and Cherry are playing tug-of-war with a rubber chicken.
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>"Anon! I can-"
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"No need to explain, Cherry. Anything involving Pinkie requires no explanation, because Pinkie IS the explanation."
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>They both laugh at that comment.
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"Anyway, Twilight, meet Cherry Bubble. Cherry..."
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>"Princess Twilight!"
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>"Please, just Twilight."
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>"Princess Celestia has spoken most highly of you."
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>"I'm... glad to hear it."
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>Meanwhile, Pinkie is beside herself.
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>"OhmygoshNonnyIloveballoonsandIlovemyfriendsandnowIhaveafriendwho'saballoonandit'sthegreatestthingever!"
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>Confetti sprays out of her mane. You've always wondered whether that stuff is inserted, aggregated or produced.
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"Well... the Princess said she'd be here shortly, so..."
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>Pinkie wilts at this.
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>"But... but..."
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"Hey, you can still write to one another."
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>She perks back up again, squee-ing.
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>Again, typical Pinkie... where does that sound come from anyway?
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>Apparently Twilight now recognizes Cherry.
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>"I remember the Princess saying something about adopting a test subject of some sort, but I had no idea you were so... unusual."
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>"Yeah... I'm not sure 'test subject' is the best word for me. More like 'rough draft'."
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>"I suppose... What did the Princess say about me?"
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>"Oh, just a couple of your friendship reports, stuff like that..."
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>Cherry trails off.
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>"You know... today is the first time I've left the palace in almost five years."
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>You can tell where this is going.
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>"I don't... have any friends."
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>Pinkie chimes in at this.
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>"Well, now you do!"
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>"Yeah, but... I'll have to leave soon, and..."
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>Now it's Twilight's turn.
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>"Cherry, when my friends and I defeated Nightmare Moon, I went through exactly the same thing. But, Princess Celestia decided to let me stay here. Maybe she'll do the same for you."
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>Balloon pony doesn't seem optimistic.
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>"I hope so."
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>As if on cue, the door opens.
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>Two guards file in, followed by Sunbutt herself.
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>All the ponies kneel before her; you just bow slightly.
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>That's the way it's been with you two.
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>Your position is that as you're not technically one of her subjects, you don't have to treat her like a goddess - even if she basically is one.
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>She's fine with it, since you're still showing her respect without grovelling. Hell, she might actually appreciate it.
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"Princess Celestia."
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>"Greetings, Anonymous. You may rise, my little ponies."
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>The other ponies do so, and you straighten.
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>"I thank you for taking care of Cherry for this past hour. I am sure you will have her eternal gratitude."
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>"Um, Princess..?"
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>All eyes turn to balloon pony.
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>"Yes, Cherry?"
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>"I was thinking... perhaps I could stay here in Ponyville... with Anon?"
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>Here we g- wait wat
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"Uh... Cherry, I..."
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>She sags, heartbroken.
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>"Oh... in that case..."
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"No no no, it's just..."
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>C'mon Anon, pull out of the dive.
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"I want to talk to Celestia about it. Since, y'know, you're under her care and whatnot. ...In private."
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>Aaaand saved.
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>Celestia nods, and a yellow force field surrounds the two of you.
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>"Shall we step outside?"
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>When the door is closed again, Celestia dives right into the discussion.
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>"Cherry is a very special pony, Anonymous."
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>You look at the door for a minute, then turn back to the Princess.
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"I know."
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>"Can you guarantee that she will be safe with you?"
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"I've told you about my people before, Princess. We crush, we kill, and we destroy."
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>"That isn't very enc-"
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>She's shocked into compliance as you raise a hand to shush her, almost like with Pinkie.
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"We also cherish those close to us."
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>You turn back to the door. Time to deliver the clincher.
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"When those we care about are in danger..."
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>You smirk slightly.
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"Does the phrase 'holy terror' mean anything to you?"
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>As face her again, she's silent for a moment.
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>"Not only has she become attached to you, but you've apparently become attached to her as well."
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"Yeah... I'm surprised by it too. But I learned long ago that you shouldn't question your feelings, since you never get any answers. Just follow them."
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>You hadn't really meant it to be funny, but she laughs anyway.
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>"That is very true, Anonymous."
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>She turns to the door, but stops.
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>"If you had interrupted me in front of my subjects - "
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"But I didn't."
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>She grins.
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>"No, you didn't, did you?"
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>Back inside...
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>"Anonymous and I have come to a decision."
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>You simply nod. You figure the Princess can take care of this by herself.
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>"Cherry Bubble is to be placed in the care of Anonymous."
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>Cherry's ecstatic. She crosses the room to you in one big, low-gravity leap.
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>If she were a normal pony, she'd have knocked the wind out of you; as it is, you catch her effortlessly.
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>Wait a minute, her trajectory was wrong... is she able to defy gravity completely?
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>You'll ask her later.
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>"One of them is to write to me weekly for the first month, then monthly afterward."
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>This is unexpected.
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>"Okay, Princess!"
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>Cherry's apparently unfazed though. She must want to stay in touch with her Princess and benefactor.
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"I figure we've had enough excitement for one day... Twilight, could you teleport us back to my place?"
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>"Do you really need me to - "
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>You flick your head downward, indicating Cherry.
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>"Oh, right."
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>As Twilight trots over, you say your goodbyes; Celestia will hear from you in a week, Pinkie will see you sometime tomorrow, and so on.
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>There's a flash of magenta... and the three of you are in your living room.
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>Your house, while not quite a mansion, is very large for just one person; several bedrooms, three baths, a pool, and more the narrator doesn't feel like specifying.
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>Thankfully, the creature who had it built was a Minotaur, so the important bits are actually built to your size and shape.
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>Twilight and Rarity altered most of the furniture and fixtures to accommodate ponies, at your request - the better to entertain guests and whatnot.
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>It sat on the market for a long time since no pony wanted it, so you snagged it at an incredible discount.
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>You've earned a respectable amount of money selling "inventions" to Filthy Rich; so this house, or at least its asking price, was well within your buying range.
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>In reality, what you're doing is recalling the mechanisms behind Earth technology and profiting from it.
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>You've always been fascinated with the way things work, and have a good memory, so this isn't too difficult for you.
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>Sometimes, though, you only remember bits of it, and his R&D department fills in the rest - you get a smaller cut with those.
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>Almost none of it has hit the market yet - still too expensive to mass-produce - but Rich sees their potential and rewards you handsomely.
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>He's actually an okay guy, if a little obsessed with money and business; hell, every so often he invites you to dinner at some extremely high-end restaurants.
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>Back to the business at hand...
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>"I probably shouldn't stay here long, Spike will be waiting for me."
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"All right, see you later Twilight."
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>Another flash, and it's just you and Cherry.
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>It looks like you were right earlier; balloon pony is now floating around the house, from room to room, in complete defiance of Isaac Newton.
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>"Wow, Anon, this place is amazing!"
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>You've settled onto your couch, situated across from the fireplace.
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"It's not much, but it's home... no, you're right, it is pretty nice."
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>She floats back into the living room, touching down weightlessly next to you.
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>"So... what do we do now?"
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"Normally I'd be out somewhere in Ponyville, but given the windiness..."
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>You pause, thinking... what DO you do now?
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"Ever played chess?"
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>She looks down.
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>"The Princess would play it with me occasionally."
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>Sounds down too, easy enough to extrapolate why...
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"You didn't get out much when you lived at the palace, did you?"
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>Her eyes are wet as she turns to face you; it must have been worse than you thought.
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>"I didn't get out at all! Almost nopony but the Princesses spent any time with me, and I was barely allowed to leave my room! It was almost like I was in prison, even though I hadn't done anything wrong!"
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356.
>Princess is busy, can't keep her eye on Cherry so - never mind the logic chain, this poor girl needs to be comforted.
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357.
"Hey, hey... that's all behind you now."
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358.
>She sniffles.
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359.
"You're out of the palace now."
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360.
>"Yeah. Sorry if I got a little carried away for a moment."
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361.
"No, I'm sorry. I should have realized how cooped up you've been for... good god, most of your life."
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362.
>"...Yeah. I know the Princess was just trying to keep me safe, but..."
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363.
"I understand, it would drive me up a wall too. I tell you what Cherry..."
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364.
>You take her hoof in your hands.
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365.
"I don't spend much time at home. You can come with me any time, wherever I'm going in Ponyville. You don't have to spend one second here that you don't want to. I promise. How does that sound?"
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366.
>She smiles.
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367.
>"It sounds great, Anon."
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368.
>You look over your shoulder, out a distant window.
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369.
"We are going to have to find a way to spend this afternoon though, since even I'm not going to venture out into this mess."
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370.
>She glances at the shelf your chess set is sitting in; it's fairly fancy, with black and white marble, and gold and silver accents on the pieces.
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371.
>"Black or white?"
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372.
"I'll take black."
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373.
>You're no expert at chess, but luckily neither is she, and by the time the game is over - a stalemate - the sun is touching the horizon.
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374.
"I'd ask you what you'd like for dinner, but I'm running low on food - I'll whip up something though, don't worry."
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375.
>Balloon pony drifts off the sofa, floating about two feet in front of you.
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376.
>"Can I watch?"
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377.
>You ponder this, briefly.
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378.
"From a distance."
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379.
>She doesn't reply verbally, but tilts her head to the side. Confused.
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380.
"You shouldn't crowd someone while they're working."
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381.
>Her eyes widen, then she nods with comprehension.
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382.
>"Alright. I'll keep clear."
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383.
>As she follows you to your kitchen, you ask her something that's been bugging you.
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384.
"Cherry, when you eat... where does it go?"
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385.
>She shrugs.
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386.
>"I don't know. It disappears when I swallow it... then it..."
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387.
"You don't have to say it, I get the picture. But, does how much you've eaten affect your ability to fly? For that matter, how are you able to fly without wings?"
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388.
>"Nope to the food, and I was designed that way. It's like a unicorn levitating something... except I'm using it on myself. And I can't fly if I'm carrying something heavier than I am; not that that's very much at all."
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389.
>You continue to discuss her composition with her as you prepare some tomato soup.
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390.
>Her mane can be sculpted like putty when she wants to style it, and it keeps its shape when she's done; a design feature to allow flexibility with something that would otherwise be set in stone.
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391.
>Right now it's essentially a slightly-less-poofy version of Pinkie's mane, but to demonstrate she briefly imitated Twilight's.
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392.
>She can take in air through her mouth if she chooses - through her "other" holes too, you surmise - but only her belly button will leak out if left open.
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393.
>"It's like breathing, but... deeper."
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394.
>No, she doesn't actually need to breathe. It's just a vestigial reflex.
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395.
>"Hey Anon, what's that?"
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396.
"It's an Equestrian prototype of something from Earth called a 'microwave oven'."
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397.
>"What's it do?"
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398.
"It quickly heats things placed inside it - it's really only intended for food."
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399.
>The object in question has no LCD display or buttons; just an on/off switch, a knob to control the power level, and a sensitive, five-minute kichen timer.
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400.
>The idea was that you'd set the timer, then switch it off when it rings.
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401.
>Not the most sophisticated setup, but hey, you're the only creature in Equestria with a microwave, so you don't mind.
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402.
>One of the perks of being Filthy Rich's 'chief technological consultant' is owning early versions of 'your' 'inventions'.
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403.
>You set the timer, flip the switch on the two soup-carrying wooden bowls, and wait.
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404.
>While you wait, you explain to Cherry how microwaves work.
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405.
>Electricity, emission source, energy transfer...
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406.
>DING!
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407.
"Go sit in the dining room, I'll carry it out to you."
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408.
>Balloon pony complies, drifing into the seat opposite yours - as you're the only human in Equestria, only one chair is designed for a human, so it's easy enough to spot.
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409.
>You pull two spoons out of the utensil drawer, then follow her into the dining room, setting her bowl in front of her.
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410.
"Careful, it's hot; blow on it before you stick it in your mouth."
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411.
>As you sit down across from her, you can tell she doesn't believe you... until she takes her first 'bite'.
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412.
>Oh, she blew on it alright, but she's still surprised (but pleased) that it went from tepid to hot so quickly.
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413.
>She's too busy enjoying her soup to say much, so the two of you eat in relative silence.
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414.
>Somehow, she manages to eat faster than you, despite using a hoof to wield her spoon.
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415.
>"What should I do with my stuff?"
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416.
"Drop it in the sink. I'll take care of it."
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417.
>You have a dishwashing machine - another 'invention' - but running it for just 2 bowls and spoons would be a waste of water.
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418.
>Cherry floats into the kitchen, demonstrating what she'd indicated earlier: she can indeed carry things into the air if they're light enough.
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419.
>You're not far behind though, and by the time she's back you've finished too.
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420.
>"Sooo... what now?"
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421.
"I don't know. I usually read for a little while, but I'm usually alone."
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422.
>"What do you read? ...Anything in particular?"
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423.
"Lately it's been books pertaining to magic. My world has no magic in it, so I'm trying to learn about a whole new aspect of existence."
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424.
>You've been going through your motions during this exchange, and now you're back on the couch in the living room.
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425.
>"What about tonight?"
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426.
"...Not tonight."
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427.
>Suddenly, an idea hits you.
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428.
"Hey, Cherry, come here."
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429.
>Balloon pony drifts in front of you.
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430.
>"What's up?"
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431.
"Come closer."
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432.
>1 foot apart.
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433.
"Closer..."
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434.
>6 inches apart.
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435.
>Her eyes are astonishingly life-like; not just painted on, they have lids and look - no, are - moist.
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436.
"Closer..."
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437.
>3 inches apart.
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438.
>You can actually feel warm, moist air she's exhaling.
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439.
"There's something I bet you've never done before..."
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440.
>"What's that?"
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441.
>Slowly, gently, you pull her into a kiss.
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442.
>Her eyes express surprise at first, then they close as she reciprocates.
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443.
>Apart from the remnants of tomato bisque, there's a latexy component to her taste; odd, but not unpleasant.
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444.
>After a couple of seconds, you separate.
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445.
>"...No, I've never done that before."
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446.
>If her breathless tone is any indication, though, she definitely enjoyed it.
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447.
"What about this?"
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448.
>You pull her in again, but this time, just after your lips touch, you take a deep breath through your nose...
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449.
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450.
>Her eyes widen. She knows what you're doing...
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451.
>But she isn't resisting.
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452.
>She wants it.
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453.
>And you're perfectly happy to oblige.
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454.
>You hold it for a moment, just to heighten her anticipation. Then...
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455.
>Gently, but firmly, you blow.
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456.
>You blow, and blow, until your lungs are spent.
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457.
>You're only holding her by her cheeks, so you don't feel anything change.
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458.
>But when you pull away again, she's definitely a little poofier.
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459.
>If Cherry liked the regular kiss, she loves this, judging by how she's exploring her body with her forehooves.
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460.
>"Oh... wow... I've never..."
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461.
"Never had another pony fill you with their breath?"
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462.
>"No... and it's... wonderful."
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463.
>Well then. Now you know how to turn on balloon pony; just blow her up a bit.
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464.
>But... we'll save that knowledge for later. Hell, just this morning you'd never even heard of her.
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465.
>You've gone into this fast enough as is, now it's time to step back and cool off.
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466.
"It may be a little on the early side, but... perhaps we should head to bed."
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467.
>Balloon pony gives you bedroom eyes. You cut her off before she can begin down that road.
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468.
"No, I didn't mean it like that. Listen, Cherry..."
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469.
>This is going to hurt, but if you do it right it shouldn't hurt too badly...
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470.
"I like you, I really do, but... I don't think we should be going that far just yet."
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471.
>Holy hell can she pull a sadface. Luckily Sweetie Belle forced you to develop an immunity to sadfaces...
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472.
"Cherry, look. A few hours ago neither of us knew the other existed. Suddenly we're spending the night together?"
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473.
>You pause for a second.
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474.
"Doesn't that strike you as rushing things, even a little bit?"
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475.
>She sighs, then nods.
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476.
>"You're right, Anon."
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477.
"I'm not saying 'no'... I'm just saying 'not yet'. Does that make sense?"
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478.
>"Yeah."
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479.
"...Tell you what. You pick out whichever room you like. Tomorrow we'll get up early so I can introduce you to everypony. How does that sound?"
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480.
>She brightens up a bit at this.
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481.
>"Sure."
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482.
"Alright. See you tomorrow morning, Cherry."
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483.
>"Good night, Anon."
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484.
>And so begins your life with balloon pony.
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485.
>The moon is up now.
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486.
>You can't quite sleep.
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487.
>...
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488.
>Something tells you trouble will find her; will find you.
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489.
>Possibly her creators, possibly somepony else.
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490.
>...
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491.
>Underneath your bed you have a prototype, high-power, handheld ruby laser cannon.
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492.
>Turns out that magic makes wonderful miniaturized power sources, and when that was solved the rest of its design was simple.
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493.
>It's one of the few innovations you've refused payment on, instead simply demanding that you recieve the first copy.
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494.
>You've never used it outside of brief tests.
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495.
>The same goes for your other weapon-oriented designs.
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496.
>...
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497.
>That may change.
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498.
>Only time will tell.
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499.
>...
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500.
>There are many ponies, but there's only one Cherry...
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501.
>Heaven help any creature that tries to hurt her.
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502.
>Because you'll do everything in your power to destroy it.
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