June 29
I must have been tireder than I thought, 'cause I didn't wake up until Meghan's alarm went off and it kind of scared me and I managed to roll over to get up but I was too close to the edge of the bed and flopped onto the floor instead and then while I was shaking my head to clear it she leaned over the edge and asked if I was all right.
I said that I thought I was and stood up and flexed out my wings to make sure they were okay and I'd probably have a bruise or two and a sore knee but nothing serious.
I thought that since I was already out of bed she would get right up but she didn't; her head disappeared back over the edge of the bed and then I heard the mattress shift and when I stuck my head up over the edge she was on her back with her arms crossed over her chest and her telephone under them.
Well, if she wasn't going to get up yet I wasn't either so I hopped back in bed and since she'd blocked my favorite resting spot, I put my head down on her belly instead which wasn't quite as comfortable.
She reached down and petted my head and then scratched my ears and then her telephone alarm went off again and she made it quiet again and said that she was feeling rebellious today, and went back to scratching my ears.
On the third time, though, she said she had to get up and I got up first and went to the bathroom while she was putting on her robe, and when I was done she was outside so I let her in and went back to her room to wait, and sat on the bed and flexed my leg, and my knee made a funny little pop noise and then it felt a little bit better.
I heard the shower turn off and so I got her brush off the dresser and when she came into the bedroom I was holding it in my mouth which she thought was really funny. And she sat down on the bed so that I could brush her and then she put on some lacy red underwear and when I asked her why 'cause I'd never seen her wear it before, she said it was because she was feeling rebellious and when she had it on she made a little pose like a dancer.
It was kind of a shame that she hid it under pretty boring clothes.
We both had more shredded wheat for breakfast and she hadn't even finished when I heard crunching gravel from a car and Meghan looked at her pocket telephone and realized that she was late, so she told me to finish up and make sure that the door was locked when I left, and she kissed me on the nose and I would have kissed her back but I still had a mouthful of shredded wheat.
So after I finished my breakfast I put hers in her icebox so that the milk wouldn't go bad, and washed my bowl and then I went downstairs and out and I locked the door like she'd told me.
While I was still on the porch making sure that it was locked, I saw a flap open in the bottom of the door on the neighbor's house and a cat came out and that was pretty clever. If she had something like that next to her window I could go in and out without having to use the front door.
It would have to be pretty big, though, and I knew from Aric's window that it was easier to get out than in.
While I was flying back to my apartment, I tried to decide what I wanted to do today and I thought it would be nice to fly to South Haven and sit on the beach, but I wasn't sure I'd have the energy to make it back at the end of the day. I remembered the last time I was pretty tired when I arrived there.
It was a good day for a long flight, but maybe not that far unless Mister Salvatore or Miss Cherilyn wanted to come out to South Haven and give me a ride back home at the end of the day and I wasn't sure that they'd want to.
So I thought I'd go a different direction instead. I'd followed the railroad tracks east and north but I'd never followed them west and so I thought that would be fun.
This time I thought to put some food in my vest in case I got hungry and then I called the airplane directors and got clearance to fly, but Dori asked if I could stay low until I got past the 131 Highway and I promised I would. She also advised me that there was balloon traffic near Texas Corners and to watch out for it.
I went across Western Michigan's campus, and then turned southwest when I was above the tracks and followed them along at about a hundred feet high.
I dove down under the 131 Highway bridge just 'cause that was fun (and I looked both ways to make sure that there wasn't a train coming when I did that), then started to climb up.
Since I was interested in what was on the ground, I only flew up to two thousand feet, which was above all but the tallest antenna-towers.
Pretty soon I was out of the city and over fields but there were also little neighborhoods here and there with curving roads to the houses, and also another trailer park that was bigger than the one by the park with the island.
I saw the balloon that Dori had told me about, too, and it was a long ways off. Far enough away that I didn't need to worry about crossing paths with it.
The tracks crossed under the 94 Highway near where we'd gone to watch for storms, and then they continued on their way southwest. I had just passed by a field of baseball diamonds (which are called that even though they are shaped like quarter-circles) and a grass airport which was called Kerby Field when I saw the headlights of an Amtrak off in the distance and so I dove down to get a closer look at it but I really misjudged its speed and before I could lose more than five hundred feet it zoomed by under me.
I circled around and watched it until it disappeared, and then turned around again so I was going the right way. I could see another town in front of me and I wanted to go there before I turned around.
I wound up going all the way past it and then I found a nice open field with three rows of trees where I could land and have a snack without bothering any farmer's crops.
There was a little bit of unfarmed ground alongside the trees and they also made for good shade. I sat under a tree that was at the very end of the row and admired how tall the corn was—no matter how much I stretched I couldn't see over it with my hooves on the ground. It was really close together, too—I was used to rows where a pony could walk through them and look at her crop, but here I don't think there was any way a human could pass without knocking over the stalks.
I opened up my can of anchovies and ate it and then relaxed for a little bit, then I put the empty can back in my vest and flew off again.
I'd just gotten back to the 94 Highway when I saw another train coming out of Kalamazoo and since I knew how fast they went I dove down and landed on the grassy embankment right next to the bridge so I could watch it go by up close, just 'cause I'd never seen anything that big move that fast.
And up close it was even faster than I thought it would be. I felt a strange impulse to move towards it as it got closer and then before I could even blink it zipped by me in a long silver flash and was gone. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. When I'd been on it, I hadn't know it was going that fast. I guess it was different when you were inside of it and couldn't feel the wind blowing in your face.
No wonder the windows don't open.
I was so distracted by it that I almost ran into the electrical wires when I took off again. I knew they were there, too—I'd gone around them when I landed—but I'd forgotten by the time I took off again and I had looked back at the highway because I heard a rumbly truck and then when I turned around I was almost on top of them and I kind of did a mid-air tumble to avoid them and then made a kind of weird loop to avoid them and the trees and the highway and the train tracks.
I probably couldn't have picked a worse spot to land and look at the train.
I paid close attention to where I was going until I was sure I was high enough to not run into any more wires, then I went higher just to be sure, and then glided for a bit while I refocused on flying and not running into things that I shouldn't.
Then I took a good look at the sky because it would be just my luck that there would be a balloon or a blimp or an airplane sneaking up on me, but luckily the sky was free of other obstructions. And there still weren't any clouds, either.
The rest of the trip back to my apartment was familiar and uneventful. This time I went above the 131 Highway bridge over the tracks, since I now knew just how fast the trains went. I'd thought that I had a good enough line of sight for them to not catch me by surprise but now I knew that I was wrong.
When I got back the first thing I did was go into the kitchen and drink some water—humans are always carrying around little plastic bottles of water and they were smarter than I was. I'd thought of food but not anything to drink, and if I was going to go on longer flights I'd want to have water.
Then I had my lunch and finished my meal with another plate of alfalfa.
It was a good afternoon for reading, so I went out on the balcony and read through all of Nehemiah, which was mostly about him going to Jerusalem and finding out that the walls had fallen down and getting people to rebuild the walls and the gates. All of the gates had names, and for some reason one of them was named the Dung Gate. I'm surprised that they didn't come up with a better name for it.
Since I didn't have anything else planned for the afternoon, I pushed the papasan chair next to the window and preened my wings then dozed off for a little bit. I woke up at bird-dinnertime and watched them eat. There was a fledgling robin who looked like he hadn't been flying all that long and he was pretty unsure of himself as he swooped at the feeder then got scared off by the birds that were already there even though he was bigger than them.
As long as I watched he didn't get anything to eat, 'cause he just wasn't bold enough. Then I saw him fly out of the tree and down to the ground, so maybe he was going to pick up the seeds that had fallen onto the lawn.
I had a salad for dinner and decided that since I'd been lazy all afternoon I didn't really deserve any alfalfa.
Then after I'd washed my bowl I remembered that I hadn't checked my mail so I did but the mailbox was empty, which was disappointing.
I flew up but didn't see anybody in the next-door backyard, and then I went around to my downstairs neighbor's front door and knocked so that I could introduce myself 'cause I hadn't done that yet but nobody answered, and so I went back to my apartment and got out my climate science book and skimmed through it just to make sure that I hadn't forgotten any of the important words because I'd gotten back in the habit of thinking of weather in Equestrian and I didn't want to sound dumb when I met with the weather lady tomorrow.
Luckily, I did remember almost all of them. Studying them with Aric had really been helpful although it also made me miss having sex with him.
When I was done with the book I paced around the apartment for a bit and then decided to go on an evening flight before I went to bed, so put my vest and blinking light and went around the neighborhood just a little way above the trees, and it was really pretty to see all the lights below me.
I found out that it's a lot harder to find my apartment from the air after dark. All the landmarks I was used to seeing to line up on it were hidden in the dark, so instead of a direct flight I went to Main Street, found Berkley and then followed that back in.
I had just laid down on the futon when I heard a car drive into the backyard and then I heard a door downstairs open and a woman and a man were talking and giggling and I thought about getting out of bed and going down and introducing myself but before I could make up my mind they got quiet and I thought that maybe they had gone to bed and if they had they probably didn't want to be bothered.
I'd just like to point out that if I looked out the peep hole and didn't see anyone I wouldn't open the door either.
7525833 When Arthur Weasley was pushing new laws to protect muggles, who did he put them to? That's right, the Wizengamot. I can't remember a specific instance, but I'm sure Wizengamot member Lucius Malfoy sponsored a law or two. Not to mention when all those laws about muggleborns were put out from a Voldemort controlled ministry, they were supposedly laws created by the Wizengamot.
The Minister can create Decrees, regulatory based, as his Deputy Delores Umbridge did as High Inquisitor. He doesn't seem to be able to change statute law. If he does, how ridiculously powerful does that make him? Effectively dictator of magical Britain. Would the Wizengamot allow one person to hold all that power? The way I've always imagined the government of the magical world is:
Minister/Ministry - Executive Branch in charge of administering laws and regulations. Law Enforcement falls under this umbrella, though I don't know about the Judiciary.
Wizengamot - Legislature, creates new laws and modifies existing ones. Though laws can be suggested by people outside the Wizengamot, such as Department Heads of the Ministry.
The only example we have of a trial is Harry's, where the Minister appeared to be the presiding judge. While everything suggests that was highly irregular, there doesn't seem to be a separate corps of professional judges, that's true. The Deatheater trials were presided over by Minister Bagnold, Albus Dumbledore and the then Head of the DMLE, Barty Crouch, so the chances are that any high ranking ministry official or Wizengamot member can act as a judge.
Is she constantly in heat or something? Kinda surprised death by snu-snu didn't occur.
Oh, those young and innocent days when an empty mailbox meant "boo, nobody sent me anything" rather than "yay, no bills!".
Glad she missed them, that would have been messy. Deep fried pony anyone?
7526897 as much as any human female. Girls don't forget about sex just because they aren't ovulating, "in heat". You think guys are horny all the time, until you meet a girl that really likes have sex. Then you see we have nothing on them.
Spring nearly became anothe teenage statistic.
a good chapter.
question way has Silver never saw horses working in the fields I know the area a bit and I know there are amahs farms around there..???
"Today I won't be just lat, I will be extra late!"
7526896 It is never mentioned anywhere that the Wizenmagot in itself can write or propose law. Simply that they have a veto power, much like actual high court of justice.
Silver could prank a balloon. Come in over the top, pop down ”Good morning sir. Do you have any idea of how fast you were going?". They'd plotz (? Best memory of a Yiddish word roughly meaning "fall over dead from the shock of it").
Then they could put it on her grave. 7 Billion people on Earth. She had to prank a gun nut.
God bless America. God help us, too, sometimes
I've been following Silver's journeys on Google maps since she and Aric went on their trip, and I have to say I probably now know Kalamazoo and parts of Michigan better than much of my own country (UK).
Just SW of Lawton unless I miss my guess.
There's an odd space between "bed" and the comma, and I think you probably meant "a little way above the trees."
7527110 The correct Yiddish term is "plotz." You were close, but in the future leave the Yiddish-isms to New Yorkers.
Yep. Meghan needs a horse flap.
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That sounds surprisingly dirty
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It's thanks to this story I realized Google Maps has a full 3D mode, complete with full models of most of downtown Kalamazoo. You can get a Silvers-eye-view of the story :D
7527429 My computer's too old for that. I'm sure the hardware could handle it just fine, but the software... Google Maps doesn't even give me the option to use 3D mode. I know it's not a case of simply not being able to find the settings because it specifically told me that 3D mode existed but I was blocked from using it due to my system's age. The newest browser I can run is still too old for it.
Caught up, for bow. I know it will not last.
no silver, she ment you should eat it too if you felt like.
i'm going to hang a giant net half way in my room, when people ask about it, i'll say its to catch my pegasus GF ...
that night when Silver Glow watches all the super low pass and Battlefield jet stunt videos on youtube, oh and ace combat tunnel missions
time to get a camel bag
i can allready see Silver building her own landing light or something, so she finds her home in the dark too.
oho
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It's a funny old business, I mean here I am in the UK, and there you are in Iceland, and both of us are using a free web service, that doubtless cost a king's ransom to build, and is predicated in part, on high resolution photography of our planet from orbital platforms, to follow the route of a mythical creature, as she flits about the place in a region of the world thousands of miles away from either of us, that we are unlikely to ever see in person.
Whatever will they think of next?
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https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/plotz
The original word (platsn) means "burst / explode", and German "platzen" describes the popping of a balloon. Word choice.
SPart:
Christmas lights, as long as it isn't near Christmas.
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Especially not if she has wings.
7528735 I was like insanely drunk.
I was "watch a version of The Last of Us pieced together into a movie while drunk and making macaroni and cry about it" level of wasted.
This is why
7528729 oh Job
it's not a theodicy. The more we try to read it as that exclusively the more we stumble.
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Ooh, tantalizing!
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He moved to Ponyville hoping for a nice, quiet retirement and a chance to forget all that he's seen.
(Maybe a bad move, in hindsight. )
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It's typically not a problem for me. I've only hurt myself in shop settings so there where pretty good first aid kits at the ready. Even then they were minor cuts and burns, although I have had some close calls.
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Malfoy wasn't a member of the court, though. I don't recall them ever preventing Arthur from proposing laws either. This is headcanon.
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Don't you love living in the future?
A pegasus flying into a hot air balloon doesn't sound so dangerous. Kind of like telling a rowboat not to bump into any buoys. A little disappointed she didn't just go up to it and say hi.
Holds up a Camelback If it is adjusted right, I bet Silver could easily use this without it interfering with her aerodynamics or her wings.
I had mine with me during the convention. It was great to have.
Hey, Silver, underwear like that is for showing off. Not many get to see it, so for those who do, it's like having a tail lifting at them. Eh? Eh? You're hopeless, birdhorse...
It's probably good that you didn't introduce yourself to those people right then, or you might have seen more lacy, colorful underwear.
Though I can't help wondering what the people downstairs think of Silver's early morning showers. Hooves + tub = loud.
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I have four roommates. Two are a married couple. One of her most consistent complaints is not getting nearly enough. Thanks to this, I get to periodically learn exactly how long it's been for her, and how frustrating that is.
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That must be so frustrating for ponies. And people keep thinking they're getting pranked . . .
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No, she just likes sex because it feels good, both physically and emotionally.
ETA: Real horses masturbate, and they wouldn't do that if it didn't feel good to them.
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I know, right? I miss those days.
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She'd be all right as long as she wasn't grounded and didn't touch more than one at a time.
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Exactly--in a sapient species, especially, they'd presumably have sex drives not unlike ours. (And anyway, IRL horses are known to masturbate, which they presumably only do because it feels good.)
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Although to be honest, of all the dumb ways teenagers manage to accidentally hurt or kill themselves, flying into power lines is probably really low on the list.
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Really? I didn't know that. Most of the ones I know about are in the Thumb or central Michigan, like around Vermontville.
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Man, that would be epic.
Or just fly up under it and poke her head over the edge of the basket and say "I know what you're doing," then drop back down out of sight.
I know, man. And Miss Cherilyn is about to have to tell Silver Glow about another shooting in Michigan near Kalamazoo. . . .
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Isn't it wonderful?
You are absolutely correct.
Also, correction made; thank you!
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Corrections made; thank you!
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What 7527427 said.
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You can. I just wish that there were some way to see the altitude (perhaps there is and I just don't know what it is).
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The big slow-down for me is low internet speeds. The computer can handle things just fine, but I get the twirly 'downloading' wheel a lot.
I got Adblock for YouTube on and that helped with streaming videos, but still there are times when my internet's moving at a glacial pace.
Ah well.
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She could also use phosphorescent paint to put a big X on her roof.
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But if Silver Glow ate two breakfasts, she might not be able to fly.
Just be careful to not get tangled up in your own net.
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Can you imagine how much fun she could have flying through a parking garage?
That's the perfect pegasus pony accessory. Someone's got to tell her about them.
My Oldsmobile had a big X on the roof and said 'land here,' thanks to one of my friends getting bored over Spring Break.
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Well, when you put it that way, it sounds like something out of a sci-fi novel.
Seriously, though, it still amazes me that I have readers all around the world. This story is mentioned on a Russian forum even. I have no idea what they're saying about it, since I don't speak Russian, but still. . . .
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Oh, that's excellent.
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Exactly!
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On a related topic, I know someone who once used Jack Daniel's in his cheerios instead of milk. Breakfast of champions, man.
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What a wonderful world that we can order weird sex toys right off the internet.
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I keep picturing him as John Malkovich's character in Red.
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We've got boxes of band-aids as a first aid kit at the shop, and that's all.
Probably something that should be addressed one of these days.
Also we've got a hose for when you manage to burn most of your back with hot coolant.
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Man, one of the things I really enjoy is reading older sci-fi and then realizing that we can do that now.
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It's probably not, although I could see the people in the balloon freaking out if a pegasus suddenly flies up to join them.
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I think it would. The straps might have to be modified a little bit, but once that was done it would be perfect for her. Once someone realizes the potential, that's something that would sell like hotcakes to pegasi.
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Silver Glow is not so good at picking up on subtle--or not very subtle--hints.
Or even her walking through her apartment in the morning.
On the other hand, at least Silver Glow doesn't wear shoes. The poor bastards who live below Aquamarine, who's both heavier and shod. . . .
I used to work at a restaurant where I was the only guy. I learned things I'd never wanted to know.
There was a fledgling robin who looked like he hadn't been flying all that long and he was pretty unsure of himself as he swooped at the feeder then got scared off by the birds that were already there even though he was bigger than them.
Don't worry... Our robins are meat eaters! If you count worms as meat. See?
If Silver thinks Amtrak is really fast, she probably would think the Coast Starlight route has a train with pneumonia on it. More than 11 hours from San Jose to Los Angeles, average speed around 35 MPH (there's a short segment north of Watsonville where it reaches 85, woohoo).
Too many at-grade crossing, running on track rented from Union Pacific, and required to give way to UP freight trains. If they'd just get California trains running at the speed of Acela, there'd be no need for $150 billion high speed rail programs...
This seemed a little high to me... So I checked, the tallest thing in the USA is 2063 feet, but in Michigan it's only 1349 feet. Maybe our resident pegasus isn't as good as she thinks at judging altitude. :)
Im planning on doing a trip to the USA sometime in the next few years, and because of this story I think I'll swing by Kalamazoo.
Also I don't think it's hit her yet how devastating WW1 was, even for horses. I wonder when she'll start reading about it again.
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Most worms don't fight back very well, though. Other birds might (and being the biggest doesn't mean you'll win, either).
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Yeah, there's a lot of Amtrak that's not very fast at all. In Michigan, Amtrak owns some of the routes; that's where they run fast. Then you get to Indiana . . . back in the day, the average speed from Gary to Chicago was about 15-20 mph. They've improved that somewhat.
The hard part is that Amtrak has to share. That and the grade crossings. Of course, it doesn't help that they're running on a shoestring--seems like the feds give them less and less money each year.
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Well, her skydiving altimeter isn't all that accurate, so it's best to have a nice comfortable safety margin. Plus, she was probably warned that radio and TV towers could be as high as 2,000 feet, and that number would stick with her.
If you do, let me know when and maybe we can meet up somewhere. I'm not all that far from Kalamazoo--certainly closer than you.
Not until school starts again. It slipped through the cracks with everything else she's doing.
If she thinks that's fast, her eyes would probably bulge out of their sockets to see trainsets running full out on the Mizuho/Komachi/Nozomi/etc. services. I think even the 0-series is even faster than current Amtrak.
Well, going in a storm is just like going in a shower I guess. By the time anything reached the ground, it would be so diluted by the rain, it really wouldn't matter. Does put her 'it's not rain' line into more context though.
Then we get to curious pony exploring the world, and being baffled at all the crazy things humans have that we would know on sight, but she's left totally puzzled by, and doesn't even always find the answers too. Now I kind of want to see her find a field with some crop circles in it, just to see her reaction.
And yay to ponies being good pony friends and inviting each other to fun events! At least Silver ha SOME concrete plans now.
The whole, Aquamarine not being allowed to go to Costa Rica because of vaccines.. makes sense, given all the issues already likely between crossing worlds, no sense tossing that extra wrinkle into it, plus likely a whole massive headache trying to arrange it and keep her safe down there, but better to have the legit, but if you really had to manageable reason then just telling her 'no!'.
And now she has gone that extra mile and is starting to call the companies, just to tell them they can save money on sending her stuff she doens't want. Guy that took the call must have thought it was either a prank, or some 80 year old grandma.
Birdy Pone reading while watching and listening to tweety birdies is so adorable.
Wow.. her whole bit about one king saying build this, the next telling them to stop, and just bouncing back and forth.... 1. I could totaly see Celestia trolling somepony by doing that. 2. Well then.. ummm.. yeah... not touching that topic right now.....
Who else but pony would just eat the oatmeal plain, right out of the can like that?
Then an odd inversion of Silver's usual blunt way of just looking at things simply and saying humans should do this simple thing, actually working out why each theater might have a different lightning set up. Good girl, have some more oats!
Even pony brains can be utterly weird and just have some half forgotten thing pop in at the oddest times. A good thing in this case, as it means TV pony, YAY!
Showers not made for ideal pony comfort #ponyproblems
"Stupid work interrupting important time those humans could spend with me!" So.. damn... cat
Also showing this through independent, I shall do this on my own nature, which is just, so adorable and cute and perfect. Just, do remember to tell them your plans at least.
That delivery person just had.. well likely not the weirdest, cause you know they have seen some SHIT! but at least in the top ten oddest deliveries they've made.
"Eat like a proper pony." So in other words, no eating like she's as hungry as a horse? Also, we have seen ponies use litteral feedbags (okay not 100% the same, but close enough) I think the 'proper' pony way to eat, is whatever gets the food into your stomach. Still, so cute.
Flopping out of bed..... was so worried about that after moving and actually having a bed for the first time in two years... and one that is quite a decent ways off the hardwood floor.
Yes Meghan knows the proper order of things. Pony ear scritching is more important then getting up on time.
I can just see Meghan showing off lacy, sexy underwear once she gets to Equestria, it is a shame to hide it afterall, and after SIlver's done, she'll be so used to walking around naked...yeah she'll be doing that.
Silver...on the one hoof, good pony, being all good and saving food and making sure none of it goes to waste. On the other hoof... there is no long term saving cereal like that, by the time she gets back, it'll be utter mush that no one wants to eat.
How long till buildings start having pony flaps installed on them?
Silver... yes the field as a whole is shaped that way, but the core area that you need to play, that is what they are talking about for 'Baseball Diamond'
Silver, watch where you are going, no need a pony getting zappy zapped.Even it would only tickle a bit.
"Dung Gate" Well then.... I am sure there is some reason for that, maybe a quirk of translation, or, that was the gate used to haul away 'fertilizer' or something...
Pony is just, so adorable, being all "I don't deserve a treat because I was lazy." Really does show she's the most mature of her group. After all "Being a grown-up means you can eat bacon for every meal. Being an adult means knowing not to do that."
Getting in late, plus giggling.... yeah I'm guessing they are 'in bed' and definitely don't want to be disturbed right now
Silly cute pony just, being silly cute pony going about her aimless summer trying to find things to do. So silly and cute.
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Plus, some of the stuff she's flown in puts any shower to shame. Showers don't have hail or gale-force winds.
If you're getting wet on an otherwise dry day, there might be some pegasus who doesn't like you all that much. Hopefully it's just a raincloud she brought to illustrate her displeasure.
There are things that humans make that I don't have an explanation for. As for the crop circles, that's easy--messages for pegasi. Even if she can't read them, that's obviously what they're for.
What pony wouldn't want to invite a friend or two along to something fun? Nopony, that's who.
I think that vaccines would be a major issue. Especially because you'd want to make sure that you knew which diseases a pony could potentially catch, and whether or not there was a safe pony vaccine for that particular disease. Nobody wants Aquamarine to be the test case for Zika or Dengue Fever or something like that.
Plus, you know damn well that they didn't bother to update their records. Cable companies are hardly likely to restrict their bulk mailings (especially the ones addressed to 'resident'.
That's also based a little bit off real life--my parents got just internet from the cable company, and the tech who was hooking it up tried to upsell them on the package with basic cable and all that. My dad said that since there weren't any TVs in the house, there was little use for basic cable, and the tech didn't believe them that they didn't own a TV.
That's the best way to read. Just a week or so ago, I was chilling in my little backyard glen, reading and listening to the catbirds chirping at each other.
She could--or Princess Celestia and Princess Luna could take turns countermanding each other's orders--but I don't think that they would. And yeah, while our system of government is okay, there's something to be said about having a ruler for the long term when it comes to getting long term projects done.
I sometimes sprinkle plain oatmeal on top of cereal. Not quite the same thing, of course.
She's learning more and more about humans!
Silver Glow's plenty smart about lots of stuff, but she hasn't got the best memory when it comes to some things. Pinkie Pie probably wouldn't have forgotten, anyway.
Probably would have been fine for an Earth pony or a unicorn, though. It's a wingspan problem.
She is. And she really shouldn't get upset; when a storm comes, she's off in the sky regardless of whatever other plans she might have made. . . .
"Oh, by the way, did I remember to tell you that I just bought a train ticket that I think is going to MSU?"
Nobody expects the pegasus! And yeah, probably not the weirdest delivery they've ever done.
Hey, feedbags solve a lot of problems. Maybe they're not the thing for a high class occasion, but for a pony on the go, they're very practical. It basically takes the place of all the utensils, and keeps the hooves (and wings, if applicable) free for other things.
My brother actually broke his wrist falling out of bed, so it's not an unreasonable fear.
Meghan is no fool. Rushing for work (and not even getting to finish her breakfast) is a small price to pay for extra bonding time with pone.
I can't help but wonder if that would be confusing to the ponies. They might not get the appeal from the sexiness side of things, although they probably would be impressed by the lacework.
Which ultimately means that she could probably show up to some formal thing wearing lacy underwear and have everypony there compliment her on her clothes.
Yeah, while Silver is smart enough to know that the milk will go bad if the cereal's left out, she is entirely unaware that it will be mush long before it gets eaten.
Most building designers probably don't actually want an easy way for ponies to enter without going in through the normal door. Probably there are dog flaps that are big enough for pegasi if you have a little landing pad outside the flap.
And now I'm actually curious if they make dog flaps at all. Seems like they would. (yes, they do)
Even that is arguably a tipped square, rather than a diamond shape (and I looked up the WIkipedia article to see what it had to say about diamonds and rhombuses and promptly got lost in the nuances).
That's actually something I'm putting into another story in-verse--a pegasus does get blasted by power lines and while she's stunned, she's otherwise fine. Power lines got nothing on lightning.
It's presumed to have been the gate where they hauled the waste out. There is still a Dung Gate in the walls of Jerusalem, although it's not the one mentioned in the Bible--it's much newer.
There was a story I read once where the narrator said that being mature was being able to delay gratification, and I think that that's a good rule.
Exactly! SIlver's doing the right thing in not interrupting them.
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(And the award for Pettiest Typo Correction of the Week goes to...)
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Correction made; thank you!
I wonder what she would think if she ever learned that our ancestors feared that going faster than 100 mph would be fatal.