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Occupied Equestria: Rainy Night
Anonymous
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No.147000
147001
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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Anonymous
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No.147654
147656
>>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."
Shimmering Spark
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No.147655
147656
>>147653
“Thank you. You are the kindest pony I ever met.”
Spark waits for the cooking.
Anonymous
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No.147656
147657 147659
>>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
Anonymous
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No.147657
147658
>>147656
"It is a date," Iron playfully replied, lazily kissing Cauldron's snout before going back to nuzzle her neck.
Anonymous
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No.147658
147660
>>147657
"Hehehe" She giggles and smiles, tugging on Iron's neck with both of her forelegs wrapped around him in a hug.
Shimmering Spark
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No.147659
147661
>>147656
Spark enjoys the meal.
Anonymous
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No.147660
147661
>>147658
Iron 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.
Anonymous
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No.147661
147662 147663
>>147659
It'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.

>>147660
There'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.
Shimmering Spark
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No.147662
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>>147661
Spark listens to the conversations around the table.
Anonymous
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No.147663
147664
>>147661
Iron 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.
Anonymous
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No.147664
147665 147667
>>147662
Ply 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
Anonymous
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No.147665
147666
>>147664
Iron 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.
Anonymous
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No.147666
147668
>>147665
White Sands is a little on the cooler side, but Black Cauldron is warm. She asks him directly:

“Yes? Or a blanket?”
Shimmering Spark
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No.147667
147669
>>147664
Spark interjects a question when the conversation stops.
“So, what should we expect in Bluefield?”
Anonymous
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No.147668
147669
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.147669
147670 147672
>>147668
Black Cauldron tries to pull down the covers under Iron, and then over

>>147667
Wellspring looks over to Spark
"An apartment. And maybe a drone patrolling around there. Maybe many."
Shimmering Spark
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No.147670
147671
>>147669
“I see. Why so many there?”
Anonymous
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No.147671
147675
>>147670
"There may only be the one... but he could have friends, or whatever Changelings have. Brothers, I suppose."
Anonymous
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No.147672
147673
>>147669
Iron 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.
Anonymous
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No.147673
147674
>>147672
Black 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.
Anonymous
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No.147674
147676
>>147673
In 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.
Shimmering Spark
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No.147675
147676
>>147671
"Understood."
Anonymous
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No.147676
147677 147680
>>147674
With 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.

>>147675
The creatures finish up their meal. Makade gets Waabishki talking a bit, and she finally starts to eat.
Anonymous
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No.147677
147678
>>147676
Now 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?
Anonymous
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No.147678
147679
>>147677
Hard to say. Iron separates the two, and White Sands generally feigns sleep (or maybe she actually has fallen asleep. Hard to tell).
Anonymous
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No.147679
147681
>>147678
So 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.
Shimmering Spark
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No.147680
147681
>>147676
Spark thinks about how he is going to be able to sneak to an apartment unseen.
Anonymous
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No.147681
147682 147683
>>147679
For the moment.... not so much

>>147680
And now, later in the morning, Spark is ready
Anonymous
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No.147682
148042
>>147681
Iron 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.
Shimmering Spark
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No.147683
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>>147681
"I don't suppose you know a good way to get over to Bluefield, Wellspring?"
Anonymous
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No.147685
147686
>>147520
Mollis 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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147686
147704
>>147685
Silver tries to help direct her in how to dry just how much floof he has.
Anonymous
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No.147704
147705
>>147686
Silver'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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147705
147708
>>147704
"Ah, this feels nice. You are doing just fine, Mollis."
Anonymous
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No.147708
147709
>>147705
She 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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147709
147710
>>147708
"If you need me to assist, I am more than happy to, Mollis."
Anonymous
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No.147710
147711
>>147709
“I wrought wris.” She says, with a blow dryer in her mouth, still attempting to subdue the unruly mountains of fur.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147711
147713
>>147710
It's almost like its own little world, all of that fur and fluff. Silver could make kirins jealous.
Anonymous
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No.147713
147714
>>147711
Sweet 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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147714
147715
>>147713
Silver does wish he could help her in some capacity, feeling bad for how much work this is.
Anonymous
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No.147715
147716
>>147714
After 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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147716
147717
>>147715
Silver, 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?"
Anonymous
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No.147717
147719
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147719
147720
>>147717
"Huh. I guess my fur is like that of polar bears, then."
Anonymous
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No.147720
147721
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147721
147722
>>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..."
Anonymous
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No.147722
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>>147721
"So... much... fluff" Mollis says to herself, trying to comb through the fur, pressing both hooves down
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147723
147724
>>147722
"Are you sure you do not need help?"
Anonymous
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No.147724
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>>147723
"I...." She seems nervous, or even scared. The brush almost is caught in the fur.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.147725
147726
>>147724
Silver gives her a kind, apologetic look.

"You have done so well already. Please, let me help."