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!KkyWm0AORY 03/08/11(Tue)13:37 No.24123987not so pleased with part 2, but how could anyone outshine my biggest critic?
Spike began running a bath. Christ knows why a library has a bath, but magic does wonderful things. He particularly liked number 25, it made him feel manly. Rarity didnt go for it though, the moustache OR the beard. Or the pubes. But then again she had sophistication, and thats what he loved about her. Spike settled into his deep, warm, loving bath. Bathing always refreshed him, and hiding from work down at the bathhouse was his favourite past time. Suddenly, a dull nibbling around his groin began. Being a virile young dragon, spike naturally assumed this was his daily midday erotic fantasy, and embraced it fully. After a while, an incredible pain shot straight through leftie, leaving spike gasping and gagging, trying desperately to get out of the water. He fell on his back and looked down at the damage. A light swelling, with a green aura, or was that his spine? No, it was too fat for that. His eyes focused from the shock of the bath time assault, and his sight lay on the satisfied face of Pinky Pie’s Alligator. It took spike a moment, but soon, his lungs would allow him enough breath. ‘AaaaaAHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAAhAHowowowowww’. Twilight looked up from her book, smirked, and looked back down. Upstairs, the muffled screams continued as the confused animal continued its breakfast. |