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08/25/11(Thu)13:07 No.29061279>>29060928 Realizing they might not have towels, at least here on an earthpony farm, I suddenly feel a little bit like Arthur Dent. I'm suddenly aware that I really am not where I'm used to being.
Silence reigns in the Apple family home, aside from the rain mattering against the roof.
"Anyway," I say, "I'm in a bit of a pickle. I seem to have had a magical accident. Do you know anyone who's really good at figuring out magic stuff?" That's me, being subtle.
Her face brightens. "Well, that I can help'ya with. Jest as soon as this here squall finishes up I'll take you into town, and mah friend Twilight'll see what she can do."
"Thank you again, miss Applejack."
Suddenly a yellow blur bursts into the room, sees me, gasps, then runs around me looking me up and down. "Wowwee a new critter what is it why is it all wet did it come in outta the storm is it from the Everfree Forest what's that thing in its hand it has hands like Spike and its face is all flat it's wearing clothes that means it's people or a pet right?"
Little Applebloom's head is waist-high, with short legs and bright, wide eyes. She's about my mass, maybe a little less. Their bodies move more like large dogs than small horses, I notice. |