>Ah, home at last >Been camping with the family >Just the four of you, your brother, your father, and your best friend >It was a lot of fun >Fishing, swimming, the works >No campfires, though. Even with the incident, fire laws still applied >Bullshit, we're all cute cuddly ponies now, what's a little fire in a fire pit? >While you internally question the government, you levitate your bags into the garage >That's right you said levitate >While your brother and dad can fly, you got the better end of the stick with magic >The only thing left to do was to take a long and relaxing shower >"C'mon Aether, can you grab my bags too?" Gale Force whines at you "Hell no, should've thought of that before bringing all that shit with you" >Ignoring your brother's pleas for assistance, you head to the bathroom >You could've been nice, it is a lot easier for you to do >Buuuuuut that's your brother, and that's just what you have to do >Walk in, shut and lock the door, and turn on that sweet sweet stream of warm water >Almost immediately, you feel the collected dust of camp start to rid itself from your coat >It's refreshing like no other feeling, cleansing your body and your soul >Grabbing the shampoo, you start to work it into your mane and tail >This was only a quarter as good when you had hands >Soon you are a lathery, soapy sudsy horse on the verge of passing out from sheer relaxation >You stand there for a good while, enjoying the feeling of the warm water cascading over you until you collect yourself enough to rinse off and turn off the shower >You step out, and shake yourself dry >A slow sway in your step, you walk past Gale carrying his fourth bag though the house >Hehe, you didn't even need all those clothes, idiot >You walk up the stairs, and into your room >Almost to bed - dreamtown is the place for a sleepy mare like you >You jump up next to your favorite gray fuzzball of a cat, and you don't even notice when unconsciousness takes you