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>"One would wonder how fire could subsist in a vacuum. Maybe Roy was talking out of his..."
>A Hub logo materializes in the corner of your vision and Discord's eyes literally bulge out of his head. 
>"Posterior."
>There was a time when you'd have told him how it might've been possible, but now you just give him a blank stare.
>He gives you an exasperated sigh, snapping his fingers and bringing up the scene from earlier.
>"You're lucky I'm oh so very talented. Orion is hardly an answer, more of a hint to one than anything, but this is it alright. "
>He pulls out some sort of tube-like apparatus from the dreamscape around you and begins to work at it.
"So..."
>"Yes, yes, of course. I am a being of my word. None of fate's intended harm will come to her, I will see to that."
"Thank you."
>"I'd have left you in that store, and you're thanking me?"
>You give him another neutral look.
>"Well, this is where I get off."
>You hold the look and you're pretty sure you can see a flash of annoyance in his eyes before they go back to whatever was in there before.
>And then he's gone.
>Or is it you that has gone?
>Not important.
>You're laying your head on something soft in the darkness.
>You shift around a bit and feel something hard.
>And hear a squeak.
>When you look up and slightly to the left in the direction of the sound, you're met with two big, curious eyes and a fuzzy, light orange face.
>Without words you pull yourself in closer, wrapping your hooves around the mare and rubbing your muzzle against her cheek.
>She makes a higher-pitched contented sound in response, and you know that even though this is Discord's doing and you probably could speak to her if you tried; you don't want to.
>The two of you hold each other close for what feels like hours, but based on how dreams-
>Nah, you don't have a schedule anymore. No need to worry about that sort of thing.
>You wish it could last longer, but the feeling of warmth and security in your owner's arms when you awake next to him is just as good.
>He's still asleep, so your drift in and out of several dreamless half-sleep half-waking states while you wait for him to wake up.
>Finally, you hear the telltale grunt of someone waking up.
>He immediately sees your eyes and chuckles.
>"Early riser, I take it?"
>You're... not sure.
>You do your best shrug but it's harder without human shoulders and with someone hugging you tightly.
>He seems to understand though,
>"So, does somepony want pancakes?"
>Your hoof immediately twitches, too bound by strong arms to shoot up in affirmation.
>"I'll take that as a yes."