Welcome back to the newest thread of Occupied Equestria
In Northern Equestria on the Changeling side, Spark has given refuge to a mare claiming to be stalked by a Changeling drone.
In the southeast, in Baltimare, Amber tries to slip past police in her infiltration of the Police Headquarters. Iron prepares for his next fight against griffin gangsters. Silver enjoys downtime, and Midnight checks out a local church.
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>>147464Silver smiles, and turns the pair around so that the water jet is primarily hitting Jubilosa.
>>147465“Hehehe”
She smiles at Silver’s switch, and at the movement of bubbles against her back. She extends her wings, perhaps so they don’t get in the way of the jets.
>>147466"I wonder if Sweet Dreams is coming to collect us, or if we just leave when we are ready to move on. I do not know what is next, but I am excited to find out."
>>147467“Um”
Silver finds out. Behind him, near the entrance, is Sweet Dreams.
“Are you enjoying the hot tub?”
>>147468Silver looks behind him, a little surprised. He wonders how long she's been there.
"Oh! Very much so, thank you!"
>>147469“Do you… want to linger more?” She asks
>>147470Silver looks to his date for an answer.
>>147471“Maybe just a few more minutes” she says. She picks up the wine bottle, and takes a drink.
>>147472Silver smiles at Jubilosa, then at Sweet Dreams.
"Just few more minutes, if that is okay."
>>147473“Uh, alright.” She says, and starts to leave the room. If Jubilosa hasn’t removed herself from Silver, she does so now, and turns over to stretch out and relax.
>>147474Silver lets her, as he feels like doing much of the same.
"Ngh...this is life...does it make you feel even fancier, drinking wine while you are in hot tub?"
>>147475“Yes. Fancy. Fancy and most of all relaxed. It’s pleasant.”
>>147476"You do indeed look relaxed. More relaxed than I have ever seen you before."
>>147477“It’s good… leave all that trouble behind. And settle into the good life.”
>>147478"I can not agree more."
Silver leans his head back as he relaxes.
"It helps to have such wonderful person as lover."
>>147479“D’awwwww” she leans on him now, and places the back of one claw in his chest.
“And I’m so glad to have such a wonderful…
stallion.”
>>147480He smiles mischeviously, and places a hoof in the claw.
"I suppose I showed just how much
stallion I am just now."
>>147481“Yes… quite a stallion. You’ve aged like a very fine wine.”
>>147482"I am glad. You should have seen me in my youth, however. I could go on and on, all night long."
>>147483She smiles
“I’d have loved to. Of course I wasn’t there, and you’d be different… I am happy to be with you as you came to me.”
>>147484He looks at her, smiling subtly with a tear in his eye, and he hugs her tightly.
"You really are amazing, Jubee. I am glad I was able to save you that night."
>>147485“And I’m glad of that too. You’ve saved me from much… and maybe more than that. I… never want this to end, you know?”
>>147486"Me neither, my dove. Me neither..."
>>147487“But… should we go to the next section now?”
>>147488"Oh, well that?"
He smiles, and looks at her.
"That I suppose is good idea."
>>147489She slowly gets up, and starts to move out of the water
>>147490Silver does the same, placing his forehooves on the edge of the hot tub and using those to pull himself out of the water. Jubilosa can see he's still got his glorious Sword drawn thanks to the warm water. The air feels cold on it, though.
>>147491There is indeed a bit of contrast between the air and the water, with the air perhaps slightly cooler than normal, probably because of the night. Sweet Dreams stands at the doorway, smiling a bit awkwardly.
“And if there is any need to wash off bubbles, or anything, there is a small shower on the edge of the room.”
>>147492"Thank you, Sweet Dreams."
He smiles back at her.
"I am sorry if my comment earlier made you feel uncomfortable, one about your skill being surpassed by your beauty. I imagine every other weird creepy stallion that comes in here uses lines like that on you."
>>147493She tilts her head
“Uh….. it’s no problem.” She says
Jubilosa makes her way over to the little shower, figures out how to turn it on, and wastes no time in trying to wash herself, spreading her wings to facilitate this.
>>147494Silver trots over to the shower, waiting patiently for his turn after Jubilosa to quickly wash himself off.
>>147389"Hmm... I'll be thinking about it. But for now, we do need to check up on everypony."
>>147495She takes a small while, but when she is done, it’s Silver’s turn.
>>147498“Sure” he says
Petal does not give them the chance, walking out of the door at the end of the hall.
“Good morning.”
>>147499"Morning. Did you sleep well?"
>>147500“Yes. It was fairly eventful. The heater did stay on, even with the limited coal… how was your night? I hope the sofa was soft enough.”
>>147499The unicorn takes a bit less time, most of it dedicated to his thick fluffy coat, before he too is finished and is available to follow Sweet Dreams.
>>147502The two follow Sweet dreams until they find themselves in still another room, this one immediately opposite in the hallway from the message room. In there, he finds another pair of tables that are a bit lower to the ground, and Mollis standing there with a blow dryer
>>147501"Unfortunately it was eventful."
>>147505"We were visited by a new guest and a couple of problems she brought along with her. She has been tailed by some changelings and they knocked on the door last night looking for her. They gave up shortly after."
>>147507"Yes. We are going to take care of them soon enough."
>>147508"Take.... care of them?"
She still seems unsettled
>>147509"We have to make sure they don't come back here, or you will be in danger."
>>147510"Are you... are you sure you can... 'take care of them'? They arrest ponies for association with rebel activities, you know..."
>>147511"I'm sure. We will be safe."
>>147512"Oh... okay..." She says, not seeming entirely convinced. She presses a hoof against the wall, and uses it to guide her further down the hall, and past Spark. She says "Hi, Lyka. Did you sleep well?" To Makade, who responds
"Well enough" to her, and she makes her way to the stairs
>>147513Spark helps her.
"I don't mean to upset you, but these days, we have to do tough things in order to keep everypony safe."
>>147514“Safe? It’s very dangerous.” She goes down stairs
“Your new guest is still here?!”
>>147503Thankfully, by this time, Silver's Sword is once again sheathed because of the cooler open air.
"What is this room for?"
>>147518“Drying and coat care” Mollis says
>>147519Silver looks down at his winter coat.
"That sounds like excellent idea. Go ahead and direct us as you please."
I have a busy week this time, but I should be free Saturday
>>147190Iron's eyes snapped open at the invading pillow, soon taking off his head away from Cauldron's savannah-like chest to turn and face the intruder that attacked them on his back."I see the pillow bandito has decided to strike again!" he called out towards the general direction of the culprit.
I figured it was a pillow attack, but perhaps it was thrown on his face, which is why he tried opening his eyes first. >>147529>>147531>>147530The pillow bandito, seeing she has blown her cover, makes another attack; Iron has exposed her face. She swings.
But as she does so, she loses balance, let’s go of the pillow, and collapses onto the bed with a “squeaky.”
>>147531>>147530>>147532Iron greatly took advantage of it, deciding to slip out of Cauldron's body to pin the dastardly villain down properly with his legs this time in order to catch the culprit and finally end the harrowing streak of ruined sleepovers.
>>147533Is this the final, inglorious end of the pillow bandito? Roll for to find out.
[1d20-1 = 13] >>147534[1d20+14 = 34]<Grapple (+5 from Strength. +4 for Improved Grapple)
>>147535SqueakyAfter carving a path of destruction for a quarter of an hour, and several daring escapes and evading capture, the terror wrought by the pillow bandito is finally, and decisively, at its end.
Iron now has an additional fairly large and rather fluffy pillow at his disposal.
>>147536"You're under arrest, pillow bandito," Iron dramatically told her new 'captive', staring down with a comically overexaggerated noir detective stare. "You're going to sleep in pillow jail for a good while, you fluffly mare."
He took a watchful glance towards Cauldron, mostly just to check on how she's feeling after having pinned another mare down on her bed. "I'm sorry you had to witness such a tragic attack, miss," he soon offered in an attempt to 'calm her down' from such a
traumatic experience. >>147537White Sands hisses, literally, at her new captivity, but there isn’t much she can do beneath Iron’s hold. Woe to the vanquished.
Black Cauldron looks at this scene confused and amused, watching on.
>>147538Iron did the most logical choice he could've in such a drastic display of struggle: Give the mare a good, long hug with his forelegs to calm her down. "You should've thought twice about your career choice before swinging those pillows around, fluffy mare," his serious act declared, juxtaposing with his rather kind hearted gestured. "Now you must endure the consequences of your actions for the rest of your days."
He accentuated his hug with a friendly nuzzled on her neck, just to 'pacify the suspect' even more.
>>147539This placates the mare a bit, calming her down. She even closes her eyes and seems to purr towards the end.
>>147540After a little more nuzzling, Iron decided to stop and give her a sheepish smile, deciding to finally drop the act and look over at Cauldron. "Pillow fights are much more intense than I expected," he admitted before exhaling lightly, somewhat spent.
>>147541White Sands turns around, and presses herself into Iron, with her eye lids closed.
Black Cauldron looks a little displeased at Iron. She answers
“Indeed”
>>147542Iron tilted his head softly, deciding to give Sands an idle stroke of her mane while shuffling just a bit closer to Cauldron while also allowing Sands to slip out of his grasp if she so wished. "You do not sound like you enjoyed it," he pointed out with a soft pout. "I did not go too far again, did I?"
>>147543White Sands moves her head just a bit closer. Black Cauldron still looks suspiciously over at the two.
“No.”
Continuing the pattern, Iron continues to stroke Sands' mane while shuffling further towards Cauldron and extending a hoof towards her in an attempt to softly stroke her rougher mane in tow.
>>147545She has an almost scrunchy expression. Nevertheless, she lowers her head.
>>147546And with that, Iron had finally increased his counter of simultaneous mare mane stroking (SMMS) from one to two!
He made sure to go far gentler on the rougher terrain that was Cauldron's mane while effortlessly sliding through Sands' smooth, bountiful hairs.
Once again, he shuffled ever more closer again and would continue to do so until either mare told him to stop or he'd be right next to the currently scrunching mare.
I can’t wait to see what happens with the new pony and all.
There's going to be a lot of floof to groom.
>>147574Damn right
>>147565Soon
>>147547Iron cones so close, he may be in danger of a nose-boop on Cauldron.
White Sands cones in closer to Iron as well.
>>147578D’awww
>>147579I think we left off with Madake's parents waking up.
>>147514"That's okay..." She says, and walks slowly down the stairs until she reaches the bottom and turns into the living room.
"Is this... is this your 'guest'? She looks like a mare. Is she a mare though?"
At this point, Wellspring begins to wake up.
>>147582"Fairly certain, but whatever the case might be, changelings are searching for her."
>>147583Wellspring opens her eyes, and sits up. She unambiguously glistens in the morning light.
Petal: "Are you... sure she's not a changeling?"
>>147584"I can't rule it out, but it doesn't matter right now."
>>147585“Oh, uh… sure…” Petal turns to Wellspring.
“What’s your name, young miss?”
“Wellspring.”
Petal starts to ask Wellspring a set of questions about how she came to be there that more or less tells Petal what Spark already knows, before Petsl asks “are you hungry?” And goes off to the kitchen, still occasionally asking questions from this adjacent room. Wellspring sits up, still partly covering herself in the bedsheets.
>>147586Spark looks over to her.
"I don't want to overwhelm you, but I need a couple of things answered too before I can properly help you."
>>147587She turns her head, and her big steel blue eyes over to Spark
“… Yes…?
>>147588"How long has this been going on?"
>>147589“I think…. Two months, maybe? I’ve seen him around for longer than that. I don’t know. It’s gotten much worse in the last few weeks.”
>>147590"So, they have been chasing you and you have successfully ran from them for weeks if not months?"
>>147591“He hasn’t been chasing me so much as, well, pressuring me and stalking me. The chasing… there was a group of them. That began a couple days ago.”
>>147592"Did they demand something before they started chase or did you simply read the situation?"
>>147593“Yes… there was a group. But he was in it. It was over the Love extractions. That’s why they were there.”
>>147594"Did they mention any specifics?"
>>147595“Well, yes. Sort of. They claimed they were there under some sort of general authority of members of the garrison to extract love. My love.”
>>147596"Well, that complicates some things. How big is the garrison here?"
>>147597“I don’t know. They have soldiers stationed transportation and industrial sectors. And who knows how many of them don’t wear uniforms, but try to blend in with the ponies.”
>>147598"Well, it seems you can't really continue living here. I don't suppose you would be interested in leaving the city?"
>>147599“I… I’d like to get some things first but… I’m not sure what would be better.”
>>147600"I can get your things. What do you need?"
>>147601“There’s…. Well… I know what I need and where it is located. Can you… maybe escort me?”
>>147603“Okay… thank you… I don’t think he will like me traveling with a stallion, but…”
She does not complete her sentence
>>147604"You are already in danger. Him being upset at my presence won't effect too much. May I know what it is that we are looking for?"
>>147605“Well it’s, you know, clothing. Personal items….”
>>147607“Well… my actual apartment… is in Bluefield. I think it’s several miles from here? I’m not really sure where I am.”
>>147608"Don't worry. We are new around here as well. You are in good company."
>>147609“Okay. Good. And thank you.” She says
>>147610"I'll have to consult the doctor to see if he knows where Bluefield is."
>>147611"Okay." She says, more assured now.
The doctor is laying on his back, mouth open, still sleeping. He isn't quite "snoring" in the strict sense, but he isn't quiet either.
>>147613His eyes jump open, and he bolts up
"What? No. I didn't do anything!"
He says, startled
>>147615"Wha? Oh. Uh... Good morning."
>>147616"We may have breakfast cooking and we may need to know how to get to Bluefield. Heard of it?"
>>147617“Yes, it’s a neighborhood in the Northwest, sort of near the river. Not that far west though. Still on the east snd Whinnyapolis side of the river.”
>>147618"We will have to head over there and grab a few things for our new guest."
>>147619“New guest?” He looks up confused, though perhaps less so when his eyes move over towards Wellspring.
>>147620"We had some visitors knock on the door last night."
>>147579Iron's smile widened just a bit, dedicating one foreleg for each mare as he continued to stroke both mares' manes simultaneously and hopefully rub his short coat against the mares to his sides to add an extra bit of comfort for them.
He boldly yet carefully rested his head against Cauldron's neck with a happy smile, closing his eyes a bit just to enjoy the moment they were spending together.
>>147621"I see that... Uh, who is she and why is she here, exactly?" He answers, looking over at Wellspring
>>147622Black Cauldron emits a small grumble, while White Sands moves in and seems to purr. The latter's eyes are closed.
>>147624"Changeling patrols are chasing her."
>>147625His eyes widen, and he says the following with more than a bit of fear:
"Then why did you bring her here?! Now they may come after all of us"
>>147626"Because she was outside the house and if they found her there, they likely would have thought we were hiding her. They have no direct proof of her even being here, so we are in the clear for now."
>>147627“Uh… okay…” he says
He looks over to Wellsping
“Uh, hi. What’s your name?”
“Wellspring”
“That’s a pretty name. Mine is Faithful Oath.”
Over in the kitchen, Petal has started cooking, while Ply Press is coming down the stairs into the living room.
>>147624Iron couldn't help but stifle a little chuckle at Cauldron's grumbling, breathing contently on Cauldron's chest as he relished every second of his combined petting onslaught against the two mares currently sandwiching him in. "I like your mane," he offered the grumpy zebra mare with an innocent smile.
>>147629“Thanks.” Black Cauldron does seem to smile at this compliment, and almost laughs with a “heh.”
>>147630Mission accomplished.
Knowing Iron was clear to go for the time being, all he did was to pet and stroke both mares' heads and manes respectively, trying to both get accostumed to splitting his attention between the two plus let themselves get more physically intimate with him and eachother.
He'd continue to indulge in his real-life fantasy he's just achieved, always keeping a watchful yet serene eye on the two mares' mood and wellbeing, ready to soften them up with some lighthearted quip.
>>147628Spark waves hello to Ply Press.
>>147631White Sands seems as if she is about to fall asleep. At least, she is laying down next to Iron with her eyes closed, and if she makes any noise at all it's cat-like purring sound. She has placed a foreleg overtop of Iron, almost like he's a pillow, or Ursa bear.
Black Cauldron, by contrast, keeps her eyes open and directed at Iron, and not often smiling.
>>147632He comes down the stairs, wearing Winchilla slippers.
"Good Morning."
He turns his head to Wellspring
"You brought a
mare" he says
>>147633"A surprise guest even for us."
>>147633Iron was thankful he didn't have to worry much about Sands, and he figured she wouldn't try to nab his attention after getting her on the bed with Cauldron included.
Speaking of, the native soon looked up to her with a sheepish smile, unintentionally ruffling her rough chest with his cheek to accomodate for it. "I have got to say," Iron uttered, still carrying on his petting for both mares with a satisfied smile "pillow fights really take the air out of one's body."
>>147634"Oh..." He goes over to Wellspring, and starts talking to her; questions like "What brings you here?"
Waabishki walks down the stairs slowly, looking tired.
>>147635"Is that what has happened? You're done in by a pillow fight?" Black Cauldron asks.
>>147636"It was hard to find Sands in her hiding spots," Iron relayed to the striped mare, blushing ever so slightly at her incredulity "plus your swings were no joke and I still have not fully recovered."
>>147637Black Cauldron scrunches
"So, you want to sleep now?"
>>147636Spark waves to Waabishki.
>>147638Iron couldn't help but tilt his head at the scrunching, starting to feel there was actually something wrong about... something. "I figured it would be a good activity to end the night," he uttered softly, looking up at Cauldron with a softened look, smile waning just a little bit.
>>147639She enters the room wordlessly, but she does look over to Spark, and he can see that her eyes are heavy and black. She slowly walks through the living room, past Wellspring and Ply Press, and past Makade, who watches her. She starts to enter the kitchen, where now the doctor has positioned himself (evidently preparing a drink of some sort), and she goes up to Petal, to whom she says her first words of the day:
"May I have some water?"
>>147640"Sure." She says
"This... won't be the last night. Right?"
>>147641Oh, Iron thought to himself, realizing why she was so disappointed and grumpy.
He had the time to think this through, thankfully. His heart egged him to stay just one more night to ensure all his wounds were healed before setting off for a long time while his mind reminded him he shouldn't make any promises he knew he couldn't keep.
Nonetheless, the native looked up to Cauldron with a confident smile, puffing his bandaged chest out to exhude a sense of control over his situation. "It will not," he swiftly declared. "I will make sure of it."
>>147642"Will you come back to me?" She asks, nearly sounding afraid
>>147643"I will," Iron dutifully replied, continuing to pet both mares' manes with utter devotion and fueled by Cauldron's fear of losing him. "Nothing shall stop me from being with you once again."
>>147644"Okay..." with this, she moves closer, and places a foreleg over him, then she tries to get another foreleg under him, and tries to move a hind over his lower section. She moves her muzzle over top of his muzzle, face, and a portion of his head, trying to keep him close.
>>147646"Sure" Petal says to Waabishki, and she pours water for her. Waabishki drinks, and then starts on her way back out.
>>147645Iron, of course, allowed himself to be practically held by Cauldron through facilitating her positioning, nuzzling her exposed nape when she was done. His heavy heart thumped firmly against his chest, sharing his beat wit hers as he sunk himself into her savannah. He felt himself ready to face the eventual challenge of hiring help, picking out a spot to lure the kill squads to and keeping a stock of health potions to maximize his efficiency: It was going to be long and ardurous, but he'll
do it!He'll do it for the mares he loves, no matter how much he has to sacrifice. He'll be there for them. He has to.
>>147647“Maybe we should take a few more minutes to rest.”
>>147648Black Cauldron nuzzles him from her position
>>147649Petal:
"Do what you feel you need to. Breakfast will be ready when you are ready."
>>147650Feeling her nuzzling against the top of his head, the foreleg he was previously using to simply pet her mane soon slid down a bit past her withers to give her a much needed hug to tell him that he was still with her, alive and breathing, as the fatigue started to grip onto him once again.
>>147650Spark grabs something to eat.
>>147652Unless Spark is getting cereal (possible), Petal's meal isn't
quite ready yet.
"I hope you don't mind if it's a bit heavy. I'm making a hot dish, since you'll be on your way pretty soon, and I wouldn't want you to go on an empty stomach, or get hungry anytime soon."
>>147651"So you.... want to sleep now?" She asks him
>>147653"I should..." Iron uttered, sounding quite sleepy "but I know you want me to stay awake like this for a few more moments together. My heart cannot help but try to comfort you for as long as you need to."
>>147653“Thank you. You are the kindest pony I ever met.”
Spark waits for the cooking.
>>147654"That's okay. I know you need it. Just... some time. Show me loving like you did before. Like earlier."
>>147655"D'aww. Just helping out our guests."
When she is done, she presents a meal based in potato, carrots, onions, and cream of mushroom. She also provides toast with strawberry and apricot jam. For the two wolves, she again has baked salmon. To go along with this is apple juice, milk, and a few fruit like pears and strawberries.
"Sorry... we're out of coffee and sugar." She apologizes, as she prepares the table
>>147656"It is a date," Iron playfully replied, lazily kissing Cauldron's snout before going back to nuzzle her neck.
>>147657"Hehehe" She giggles and smiles, tugging on Iron's neck with both of her forelegs wrapped around him in a hug.
>>147658Iron couldn't help but chuckle along slightly, tightening his hug with Cauldron back in turn, enjoying the moment while his other hoof slowly but surely halted its constant petting and instead wrapped itself around Sands' shoulders.
Such a warm hug from both the worried zebra and the self-interested unicorn started to really lull the native into a peaceful slumber, meaning if the former wanted him awake for a bit longer, she'd have to shake him awake slightly.
>>147659It's definitely more of a lunch meal, and frankly a dinner meal, but it suffices. Cream, mushroom, potato and vegetables, besides all of the fruit, fruit juice, and fruit jam.
The doctor comes in, as does Ply Press, Petal, an observant Makade, a very tired looking Waabishki, and finally, a cautious Wellspring, who sits next to Spark at the dinner table. The table itself requires more chairs to be placed, and creatures to sit closer together.
>>147660There's a purr from White Sands, and a brief frown from Black Cauldron that is replaced with a smile when he comes closer to her. A chill air comes over Iron, like a sudden draft that has seeped its way in from the winter outside.
>>147661Spark listens to the conversations around the table.
>>147661Iron couldn't help but shiver lightly at the feeling, wondering if it had any deeper meaning that he should be wary for. "...chilly," he absentmindedly uttered, disturbed slightly from the sudden intrusion but still on the verge of passing out.
>>147662Ply Press and Petal make small talk about the meal and events around them, and then try to ask questions of Wellspring and Waabishki. When both are mostly silent and closed, they talk with the Doctor, who is more familiar with Whinnyapolis and more open.
>>147663"Need to get under the covers?" Black Cauldron asks
>>147664Iron couldn't help but pull both mares a little closer to him instead in an attempt to stave off the elements, mumbling something intelligible in turn. As far as Cauldron knew, that might've been a yes.
>>147665White Sands is a little on the cooler side, but Black Cauldron is warm. She asks him directly:
“Yes? Or a blanket?”
>>147664Spark interjects a question when the conversation stops.
“So, what should we expect in Bluefield?”
>>147666"Mhm," Iron slowly and tiredly muttered, hoping that chilly feeling could go away so he could sleep in peace. However, deep down he thought it might be telling him that trouble was approaching, considering his propensity to dislike it plus all that vision stuff that told their death.
Needless to say, the native was a little creeped out.
>>147668Black Cauldron tries to pull down the covers under Iron, and then over
>>147667Wellspring looks over to Spark
"An apartment. And maybe a drone patrolling around there. Maybe many."
>>147669“I see. Why so many there?”
>>147670"There may only be the one... but he could have friends, or whatever Changelings have. Brothers, I suppose."
>>147669Iron would shuffle a bit to help Cauldron slide the covers from under him to over him, hoping that all three ponies were neatly tucked in the cozy warmth of the bed in order to finally rid himself of those pesky chills.
>>147672Black Cauldron places herself under the covers, while White Sands, not getting up, uses her magic pull the covers over her, and even pulls some away from Black Cauldron, who loses no time in pulling them back her way.
>>147673In response to the little tug of war, Iron decided to ensure the two mares were as close to him as possible so that they could both have plenty of bedsheets to cover themselves with, giving both of them a tired nuzzle on both of their cheeks with something along the lines of no fighting, only slurred and almost undiscernible.
>>147674With the bed being fairly small and not really made to fit three ponies, moving the two mares closer together doesn't bring much resistance, given there wasn't all that much room to either side. White Sands, noiselessly accepts, and places a hoof around him, with her eyes closed and a bright smile on her face.
>>147675The creatures finish up their meal. Makade gets Waabishki talking a bit, and she finally starts to eat.
>>147676Now that hit the spot. Iron exhaled softly, now feeling the combined hugs from both Cauldron and Sands at once.
Surely the two mares would simply come together from their conjoined like for him, right?
>>147677Hard to say. Iron separates the two, and White Sands generally feigns sleep (or maybe she actually has fallen asleep. Hard to tell).
>>147678So long as the two mares were actively hugging him, Iron would have little problems with that arrangement. More likely than not, they'll find common ground due to their shared background as mob grunts. He'll simplt has to mediate their affairs and provide support whenever needed for their friendship to finally blossom.
>>147676Spark thinks about how he is going to be able to sneak to an apartment unseen.
>>147679For the moment.... not so much
>>147680And now, later in the morning, Spark is ready
>>147681Iron exhaled softly through his nostrils, slowly creaking a spying eye to confirm he was indeed being hugged by both mares right now. He didn't really have the energy to wake back up again and stop this silly quarrel.
>>147681"I don't suppose you know a good way to get over to Bluefield, Wellspring?"
>>147520Mollis and Sweet Dreams direct their respective creatures to stand in a certain location.
Mollis:
"First, dry"
She holds up a blow dryer, and attempts to dry Silver Sword
>>147685Silver tries to help direct her in how to dry just how much floof he has.
>>147686Silver's floof starts to expand and spread out as it is warmed, and Mollis seems to have a hard time with it. Meanwhile, Sweet Dreams is making nice progress on the short-furred Jubilosa
>>147704"Ah, this feels nice. You are doing just fine, Mollis."
>>147705She makes a strained smile, and continues on blow drying. Sweet Dreams, after some time, moves on from drying to brushing, while Mollis is still bogged down.
>>147708"If you need me to assist, I am more than happy to, Mollis."
>>147709“I wrought wris.” She says, with a blow dryer in her mouth, still attempting to subdue the unruly mountains of fur.
>>147710It's almost like its own little world, all of that fur and fluff. Silver could make kirins jealous.
>>147711Sweet Dreams, carefully brushing Jubilosa, takes done pity on Mollis, and gives her the other blow dryer to help her. Now, Mollis slogs on with two dryers.
>>147713Silver does wish he could help her in some capacity, feeling bad for how much work this is.
>>147714After the passage of more time still, Mollis finishes drying. The drying, however, has unleashed a forest of thick, unruly fluff. She takes out a brush, and then, deciding that brush won't suffice, takes another, larger one. She presses this into Silver's fur, and it becomes caught. She tries to pull it out, perhaps with some pain to Silver, and after finally succeeding, leaves the room. She comes back with an even bigger brush, which she just manages to comb through Silver's fur.
>>147715Silver, who hardly reacted to the pain, is sufficiently impressed by the size of the brush.
"Celestia, how many times do you have to lug
that thing out here?"
>>147716"It's for polar bears, when we get them." She answers, using both hooves and the weight of the front of her body to force it in downward strokes.
>>147717"Huh. I guess my fur is like that of polar bears, then."
>>147719"It's... ugh... You have a lot" She says, continuing with these downward movements, combing out the fur.
To her dismay, a decent amount of fur remains in the brush, and she has to stop to clean it.
Over on the other side, Sweet Dreams is combing through individual feathers.
>>147720"It is my winter coat, though I will be honest, when it is being dried and combed like this, it occurs to me that I really do have lot of fur..."
>>147721"So... much...
fluff" Mollis says to herself, trying to comb through the fur, pressing both hooves down
>>147723"I...." She seems nervous, or even scared. The brush almost is caught in the fur.
>>147724Silver gives her a kind, apologetic look.
"You have done so well already. Please, let me help."