100% Move = 50% Fire: Georg's sequel.

It's back.

From Tartarus.

And it's pissed off.

...well, we're presuming it's pissed off. Have you ever tried to read the expression on one of those things? They're snarling all the time: how are you supposed to pick up on increased hostility?

You can't keep a good piano down.

I'm flattered. Grateful. Also surprised. And lightly horrified, but only because now that it's back, it may be coming for me.

If you're curious, I had advance warning on this one. It's not in my continuity: I haven't reached S4 for discussed reasons and I'll figure out what to do with it when I get there. I think this is that strange-feeling 'fanfic of a fanfic' category. But for all intents and purposes, let's call it the same piano, shall we? Which means that everyone who had so many Comments problems concerning what I did with the thing? The link's right up there. Consider yourselves forwarded.

So thank you, Georg, for both doing this and putting up with me through the PM exchanges. Hopefully I can use my 0.00000000000000000000000000001 influence to steer a page view in your direction.

But... it's back.

*triple-locks all doors*

I wonder if it's hungry.

Comments

[Super Trampoline]

THAT was fun. I particularly liked the line about shooing off press reporters:

she preferred to think of them as simply being severely discouraged and set free some distance away, in some humane catch-and-release program like Fluttershy did for inquisitive skunks

[Lurks-no-More]

"The music is coming from within the house! Get out while you still can, Estee!"

That was a really fun tribute.

[Georg]

The Reinbits... shall last... Forever!!!! Buhahahahhahaha...
(My favorite line)
“You don’t think it could be… angry due to our previous mistreatment?” asked Rarity.

[FashionablyHospitable]

Ok, that was seriously the best ending. The sonata shall last FOREVER!