Re: Fallout Equestria: The Kingdom

[Guest]

Cherry shoots a glare at Mince"Shadow."

Shadow raises his hoof and hits Mince on the top of his head

"Ah know she will, but that doesn't mean she needs ta say'em."

[Scyto Harmony]

"Ow!" He rubs his head, "That's not what I was sayin'..." He grumbles, sourly.

[Guest]

"Then what were ya tryin' ta say?"She asks, slightly annoyed.

[Scyto Harmony]

"Forget it," He says, waving his hoof dismissively, "I'm just turning into an Old Coot recently." He nods to Shadow, "Lot's of advice, little of it good."

[Guest]

"Uh huh."she rolls her eyes then joins her daughter in playing with her stuffed toy.

"Eh, advice is iffy at best from anyone in the wastes anyways."He shrugs

[Scyto Harmony]

"Too be fair, there's not a whole lot of other advice you can get. The Wastes take up 90% of our 'need advice' quota."

[Guest]

"Ah guess."

[Tytan]

Clock murmured again, "Alcohol dries the brain..."

"...causes hangover..."

"...kills brain cells..."

"...Stop dad..."

"...Drink water to prevent hangover..."

"...zzzzz."

[Scyto Harmony]

Mince looks over at the sleeping Clock, "Sounds like a time." He rubs his head, "Anypony else think I would get stabbed if woke her up?"

[Guest]

"Most likely."

[Tytan]

Clock smirked internally. She'd just woken up from a bad dream, but she hadn't opened her eyes. Now she was glad she hadn't. She pretended to murmur, "The average ponies body can be drained of blood in less than ten seconds with a vacuum cleaner..."

She had no idea if that was true or not, but she let that simmer a bit before she said something else, "Ginger maned ponies are, on average, smaller downstairs."

[Guest]

Flea tilted her head at the sleeping unicorn. She didn't know why someone would put a vacuum cleaner in some one else. The second part was even more confusing to her.

She had no idea what mane color had to do with having a smaller house. She stopped playing with her toy and turned to her mama again. "Mama, why do gingews have smallew houses?"

[Tytan]

Clock couldn't keep a straight face, "*Snrkt* HAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm sorry Flea, it's a big pony joke. You'll get it when you're older."

[Guest]

Shadow chuckles at what Clock says

Cherry nods along with the mare"Yeah, don't uh, worry 'bout it sweetpea."

[Guest]

Flea frowns a little feeling left out of the joke. "Okay." The filly goes back to playing with her toy.

[Tytan]

Clock chuckles, "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll explain when you're older."

[Scyto Harmony]

"Yeah? I heard Doctors can cure every illness except their own head-problems." He retorts, rubbing his head annoyedly.

After a few, serious seconds he starts laughing.

[Tytan]

"Don't be ridiculous. I wouldn't be here if I could cure everything, and self diagnosis is beyond dangerous, it's stupid."

[Scyto Harmony]

"Right." He rolls his eyes, "Well rested yet, or do you need some more dreams about maiming me?"

[Tytan]

"Better rested, but I don't dream about maiming you... I just enjoy making you uncomfortable."

[Scyto Harmony]

"Never understood that, but people seem to love it." He shrugs.

"... That vacuum thing was a joke, right? Because now I'm having horrible mental images of Raider Maids."

[Tytan]

"I understand that a lot of stallions like the whole 'innocent maid' thing, but that's an interesting twist. I suppose they'd have a lot more belts and straps after all."

[Scyto Harmony]

Mince stifles a laugh.

"Meh, I'm open to new things." He says, sarcastically.

[Tytan]

"As for the vaccuum... I haven't got a clue. Probably not though."

[Scyto Harmony]

"Good, that very idea could overthrow the remains of civilisation."

[Tytan]

"Then my brains should be reclassified as a weapon of mass destruction."

[Scyto Harmony]

"It's certainly large enough to cause alarm."

[Tytan]

"And if that doesn't work, I'm still sitting on my weapon of mass distraction," she says with a knowing look.

[Scyto Harmony]

Mince let's out a chuckle, "Better than my weapon of Mass Cowardice." He taps his head.

[Tytan]

"Cowardice wins wars. A brave pony doesn't invent a new way to fight. He uses the old way. A coward finds a better way. A faster one. One that can be used from a longer distance. Then he gives it to the brave pony."

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