Miss Rarity the Butterhooves.

Miss Rarity (Lady Rarity to YOU) was a silly little butterhooves and dropped her precious laptop to the ground. Sadly, the C key didn't make it, and with the loss of it's friend, the V key committed seppuku. Both of these tragedies hit the spacebar the hardest, which only now preforms at 50-75% capacity. This should explain the lull in my stories recently, but I assure you, darlings, miss Rarity isn't done with her stories by a longshot! Tis simply difficult to type in your favorite spot (sitting out on the porch during a thunderstorm, drinking Sweet Apple Acre's Cider) When your laptop is in bits and pieces.

Comments

[Mattricole]

Aw damn that sucks! I know what it's like when your computer tries to commit suicide