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@pegasus-cloud-kicker
"No, they will be mostly griffons!"
Pegasus genes rule, Feather Butt. I thought they taught you that in "Ruling Races Genes 101". Pretty obvious, duh.
*CK sticks her tongue out at him.*
Uh. I can't remember anything about that. I'm a Queen, though! Does that count as a job? I think it would.
Well, you really don't do any work as a queen, but pretty sure it is. From what I remember, you were a queen of the cats and sometimes you got big.Ā
Eh, things with me have been up and down, but overall I've been trudging through it! I'm fat and content, at least~ *The Queen pats her ever-hanging belly*
*She has a quick look at Queen Frau's stomach-area out of pure curiosity*
That sounds like a lovely thing to be. And how goes the whole job thing, again? The one with cats, I think.
Ah, Hallo hon~! It's been so long! How've you been?
Oh, hey!
*The pony smiles in slight delight.*
Obviously, it has been way too long since we last talked. Everything has been going god with me, except not visting some of my friends, maybe? And you?
I hereby banish you from the spot you are standing in for ten days.
This exact spot? Not that spot over there.
*The pony points to the left of her, leaving itĀ ambiguous.*
Well, whatever rocks your banishing-place-world.Ā Ā
Oh great, annoying pegasus is back. ((Yay you're back. :3))
Yes, and we can be the family that you always wanted us to be, Greif. Me, you, and twenty hybrid kids that are mostly pegasus, but party griffion.
"And why is that?"
Because kissing has cooties, and junk.Ā
*CK starts fixing her not-really-messy mane to show herĀ nonchalantĀ abilities with such direĀ decisions.*
That's about as much as I figured out, anyway.
"My apologize, I got to excited." Hugs.
Yeah, which reminds me of something.
*Breaking from the hug, she puts her hoof on her own chest.*
I'm going to never date again. New Year stuff, and all.
dirtpony-cloud-kicker
Dirt clouds should be left to dirty earth ponies. As it was written in dirt by the ponies.
unicorn-cloud-kicker
That isn't a thing. If it was, I'd be doing unicorn and things. Unicorns can't even kick clouds.
kick my clouds, cloud kicker
You can feel free to trumpet my sturm anytime, too, Sturm.
"I can almost never understand you but..." The earth stallion locks lips with the pegasus mare.
*She pulls away from such a intimate activity.*
I'm not sure exactly how you do it on the ground, but Pegasus like to shake wings when they meet someone.Ā
Holy shit you're back
You look different,Ā Professor. Did you do something with your mane?Ā
I never left your heart and stuff.
Hugs tight. "Damn girl I missed you, where have you been?'
*Half-heartilyĀ hugs back by wrapping her hoof around such an orange pony.*
Oh, you know. Kicking clouds. And sometimes I don't kick clouds, which is when I sleep.
*She smiles like she a very tired banshee.*Ā
frick you man firck
Apple Strudel, you're alive! I almost thought we lost you in that barn fire that destroyed every single apple strudel. Good thing, though. Why are you wearing a mask, too? You're silly, Apple Strudel.
Yeaah, thatās it. Iāll be right behind you, not distracting you from the pickles, but that ice cream sure is good.
Weāre in the pickle room!?!? I MUST SAVE THE PICKLESĀ
No, we arenāt. We are in the room with things. Look itās getting away! Better go catch it.
NO! *goes and gets all the pickles and runs away even though itās ponily impossible* YOU WILL NEVER CATCH US
You talk like there is more then one of you. It wouldnāt be very fun if you tripped, too.