While Gadget heads off to find a possible place to work, I've personally set off for some house hunting. Throughout the years, I believe the last time I even considered the idea of moving was... Twenty? Twenty-five years?
I honestly don't remember quite well, but with a copy of Gadget's inheritance in hand, I'll likely be spending a few days roaming the streets for a viable place to stay.
As for Gadget, I've already since notified her of what I'm currently doing. I shouldn't take long.
In addition, I have yet to figure out how I'm able to access the neuropathic link from such a long distance.
Huh. So that's where he went. Only took me a trip to the bank to realize that he somehow managed to sneak off without me noticing. Now I kinda have to wait around until he comes back, since he signed himself as my legal guardian.
Anyways, I'm sitting on a stool at Stan's soup place again while Delmar's probably out there freaking about housing prices.
"So," Stanley began, "Ya came back fer some work?"
"Yup." I replied, idly spinning on the spinny-stool at the counter.
"Yer gonna hafta git yerself some paperwork to the bank if ya wanna work 'ere, y'know."
Darnit. Back to the bank. Again.
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Hrm. Even banks in Equestria don't have anything interesting in their magazine piles. At least they've got hot choco--oh. It's coffee. Of course.
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Oh wait, there is hot chocolate!
The woman in the picture is Sunset Shimmer, right?
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No. That's a picture of Gadget that I got from an art giveaway. It's supposed to be a placeholder until I can get better art.
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But yeah, I understand where you're getting that idea. The original artist kinda left Fimfiction shortly after drawing this for me.
Yay bureaucracy! What a good time to go back and forth repeatedly and never actually accomplishing anything...
Keep going! ;)