A demon summoned from the depths of the Other is irked when Twilight wants nothing more than to talk. A story of demonic proportions with a diabolical plot and hellish characters.
The clerk returned a strained smile back and then went back to work.
Twilight then realised in her half-tired state that it wasn't morning, it was the evening, the store was closed and it wasn't a bookstore, and the clerk wasn't there and she had been talking to a cardboard sign all this time.
HOW DID THIS ESCAPE MY ATTENTION?
Will correct the mistake of not reading this soon. What would I do without you?
Finally! I thought you'd never come back to it
Can't wait for more updates
Which story?
4133370 Do the tags show? Sorry: It comes from this story.
D'aww she's so cute.
Right now I just want to know where that pic came from
4147424 Here you go :)
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Thanks! sollace.github.io/emoticons/fimfic/fitwi-d7252jt.png