December 26 [Boxing Day]
December 26
I woke up before Meghan and she'd pushed the covers off a little bit and so I reached down and grabbed them in my mouth and pulled them back up and I put my wing across her belly so she'd warm up more quickly.
I shouldn't have moved around so much, 'cause I almost woke her up. She yawned and reached down and brushed my cheek and then she went back into a deeper sleep for a little while before she yawned again and stretched out some and then she reached up and started scratching behind my ears.
And then she reached her hand down a bit further and set it on top of my wing which made me tense up a little bit, just 'cause I didn't like having my wings trapped, but I trusted her so I didn't try to pull my wing free.
Meghan said that it must be really weird having wings and a tail and ears that move because humans didn't have any of those things. And she said that I had muscles that she didn't, and I could feel things that she never could and that was strange to think about, and she asked me if when I moved my tail if it felt like I was moving my butt or if it was different.
Well, that wasn't something I'd ever really thought about. My tail was just there, and I didn't think a lot about how it felt when it moved. It was kind of strange when somepony or somebody was lifting it up, but that was true of every part of my body, not just my tail. And it felt different when it was heavy with snow and frost and ice, or when I was flying and the wind was catching the end and making it move around, but that was something I was also used to.
And since I couldn't really answer I asked her how it felt having fingers and if she'd ever thought about them before.
Meghan laughed and said that that was a good question and that it wasn't anything that she thought about too much most of the time, except maybe when she was trying to learn something new. She said that she remembered when she'd learned to type on a computer that had taken a little while to figure out, and that was the last time she could remember really being conscious about her fingers unless one of them hurt. And then she said that when she was a girl she'd learned that horse hooves are basically just the middle finger that had evolved into a hoof so she'd once tried to see if she could support her weight on her middle fingers but had stopped because it didn't work at all. So then she'd tried using her fists and that had worked out much better.
I told her that her hands were better as hands, 'cause they could scratch behind my ears a lot better than anypony could nuzzle or nibble, and she brought her hand back up and did scratch me some more and then brushed my mane with her fingers and then she sighed and said that she thought that sex was fun but what she was going to miss the most was cuddling. She said that nothing made her feel so right as having me resting against her.
And she said that we didn't have to get up right away because her parents would probably sleep in a little bit and then her mom would want breakfast before they drove us home, so there was no real hurry to get out of bed. And I liked that idea, so I snuggled against her, and we stayed in bed until she heard the shower turn on in her parent's bathroom.
The two of us took a shower together and then she dried me off and groomed me and preened my wings, and I brushed her hair for her and then went and picked out clothes for her to wear, then I even helped her get dressed although she had to fasten the clasp on her bra and button up her jeans herself 'cause I couldn't do that.
We went out into the kitchen and I had frosted shredded wheat for breakfast again, and Meghan just toasted herself a bagel. And then she went to the living room and gathered up her Christmas presents so that she could put them in her bag and take them back to Kalamazoo. I was glad that she wanted to take her book, 'cause me and Meghan and Aric could all look at it together.
Before we left, we said goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa Wilson, who were driving themselves back home. Grandpa Wilson offered to take us back to Kalamazoo, but Mister Wilson said that that was kind of out of their way and he hated to impose on them like that.
So we all got back in the Enclave and this time we could sit in the middle row again which was a lot better.
There wasn't much traffic until we got to Telegraph Road, and that had a lot of cars on it. And we had to turn right and then go into another lane and turn around, which meant that we missed the traffic light the first time around but we were in the very front of the pack when the light turned green.
That was kind of fun, 'cause Mister Wilson knew just how fast to drive, so we'd be coming up on a red light and if there weren't any cars waiting, he wouldn't slow down, and the light would turn green just before he got there, which was neat.
We took the same route back to Kalamazoo, and I kept looking out the windows at the somewhat familiar scenery and I was thinking about how when I got back to Equestria there wouldn't be all these big billboards advertising things and telling you where restaurants, hotels, and gas stations were, and I thought that it was going to be strange to not see them. They'd really stood out at first, and then after a while, I'd sort of gotten used to them and now I mostly didn't even read them anymore.
Things started getting pretty familiar when we got to Battle Creek, and I was looking forward to being back at my apartment again, and I wanted to fly, too. I'd spent too many days in December grounded, although I couldn't complain too much, 'cause I had had lots of fun.
But I kind of didn't want to fly, either, since that would be time away from Meghan and Aric, and I didn't have a lot of time left now.
They took the road through downtown, and Miss Wilson said that we should stop somewhere for lunch and they'd treat us and Meghan said that that would be really nice and said that we could go to Olde Peninsula since we were practically going right next to it and they had lots of good food there. And they liked that idea and that it was close, so that was where we went. And I had a garden flatbread sandwich, and a vanilla porter to drink which was very good. Miss Wilson was confused when I ordered beer, and she said that she thought beer was bad for horses.
I said that I didn't know if it was bad for horses or not but it was good for ponies and that made Mister Wilson laugh.
We took our time eating and I had a second vanilla porter and then the Wilsons wanted to drive by campus on their way to my apartment, even though it wasn't really on the way. And I kind of didn't want to look, 'cause it was sad to be going by there when it was empty.
Then they got a little bit lost trying to find the apartment, 'cause Mister Wilson was too stubborn to use the GPS and I wasn't much help, 'cause I knew how to fly there but the roads didn't go where I could, and I got lost when we were on Western's campus, since all the roads there turned and looped and were very confusing, and Miss Wilson finally turned on the GPS and it found us the way back home.
I didn't see Winston in the parking lot, so Aric wasn't home yet.
We said our goodbyes out in the parking lot and I thanked Mister and Miss Wilson for their Christmas present and for giving us a ride to and from their house and for buying us lunch, too. And they said that it had been fun to have me for Christmas especially since Meghan talked so much about ponies but they'd never actually met one up close.
Mister Wilson said that it had been really amazing seeing me bring down the cloud, too, and until he'd seen it he hadn't really believed some of the things that they said we could do in documentaries.
After they'd left, I went and refilled the birdfeeder, 'cause the birds had eaten almost everything while we were gone for Christmas. And then when I went back inside Meghan asked if I was thinking of going flying, because she saw how I'd been looking up at the sky when I was out on the balcony.
I said that I didn't want to leave her behind and she said that it was okay, and she opened up my saddlebags and helped me put on my flight gear.
So I called the airplane directors and there was someone there that I didn't know, 'cause it was in the afternoon, and I got permission to fly, and I said that I was gonna go west along Stadium Drive.
I went back to the balcony and Meghan followed me out, and I kissed her and then went over the railing and dove down under the trees then started climbing once I was over the lake. And when I looked back, she was still at the balcony rail, so I waved at her and then picked up some more altitude and headed southwest.
I stayed kind of in view of the apartment balcony as long as I could, because I was sure that Meghan was still out there watching me. Once I'd completely lost sight of it, though, I started to angle back to where I was right over Stadium Drive, and I followed along it until I could see the big white S over the trees, and then I went straight towards it.
Since I wasn't supposed to land on it (even though I had before), I circled around above it, looking down at the gas station and thinking about all the times that me and Mel had been stormwatching out here. It had been my landmark, my lighthouse back, and I think for a long time I was going to think about Mel whenever I was out fighting a storm, and he'd probably remember me when he was out here watching the weather.
I made one more big circle of the parking lot and then I flew off further to the west, climbing all the way up until I was right against the clouds. I didn't look at my watch, even though I should have—if I was a little bit above my altitude, so be it. I hadn't heard any airplanes talking on the radio in a while, so I had this part of the sky to myself.
It was kind of funny how there were so many cars but not so many people had airplanes and flew them around. I would have thought that almost everyone would want one.
I rolled on my back and dragged my hooves through the cloud, feeling a little bit of resistance as it fought me, and then I turned on my side, cutting a wing into the cloud before dropping down and picking up some speed, and I came out of my dive pretty low and pretty fast and for just a moment I felt like I was as fast as the cars on the 94 Highway, until I lost most of the speed that I'd got in my dive, and I used what was left to climb back up.
When I got back close to the clouds again, I did a couple of wing rolls, and then I dived again and porpoised through the air for a little bit. That was a lot more fun to do in clouds, and come bursting out the top. And then I thought that I could do it in reverse, so I got a bit more altitude, and at the very apex of each of my climbs, I went right up into the cloud, and then dove back out of it again.
Once I was done having my fun, I went up one more time and cut off a little bit of cloud and kind of shaped it into a crude little raincloud and then I bopped it on the top to make it rain and then just flew along behind it as it drifted on the wind. It didn't take too long before it ran out of moisture, and sort of evaporated into nothing.
Then sighted along Stadium Drive, and I started a long, slow glide back to Kalamazoo, and I stretched it out as far as I could before I had to start flying again.
I curved around to the south some so I could come almost straight across the lake behind my apartment, and I dropped so low as I went over that I could drag my hooves in the snow, and then I got the idea to slow down even more and gallop across the lake while still using my wings to keep my weight off the ice, 'cause I wasn't sure how thick it was and I didn't want to fall through, and then when I got close to the shore I lifted back off the ground and flew under the trees then up to my balcony.
Meghan wasn't still out there watching for me, but she'd left the door open. And when I came inside she said that she'd had to shoo a bird out, 'cause it had thought to come inside for more seeds, and she said that it had been kind of dumb and had flown right into the window instead of going out at first, but then it had figured it out and had got out.
Then she said that Aric had sent her a telephone telegram and said that he might not be home until kind of late because he had to give his brother a ride back to Ann Arbor which was kind of out of his way. And Meghan asked if we should celebrate Boxing Day without him but I didn't think that would be very nice of us, and I said that maybe we should just do it tomorrow.
And she said that I was just saying that because I hadn't wrapped their presents yet and I admitted that that was true, but I didn't think it would take me too long to do it. We just didn't have any wrapping paper here, or any tape.
She said that she should tell Aric to bring some with him when he came home and I thought that was a good idea, so she sent him a telephone telegram and he sent one back saying that he could just steal some from home, 'cause he still hadn't left yet.
It would have been smart of me to start packing up my things, but I didn't. Instead, me and Meghan sat on the futon and we watched the birds eating from the feeder, and some of them would wait on the balcony railing or land on the top of it to wait for their turn, while the sparrows preferred to wait in the trees behind the apartment and then all fly in at once, and then fly off just as quick when a bigger bird came in.
We sort of dozed for a little bit and when we woke up again the room was all full of strange colors 'cause of the sunset, and that was kind of disorienting at first.
The two of us went out on the balcony, and we could kind of see it through the trees, even though that was more south than west.
Once we lost sight of it behind the more distant trees, we went back inside, and started making dinner. There wasn't any food to make anything too fancy, unless we wanted breakfast food, but Meghan found a leftover box of Mac and Cheese that Aric had bought for when I was in Florida. And that was pretty easy to make, so Meghan let me do it, 'cause she said that I might as well learn how to make traditional American junk food.
I wasn't sure about the cheese, 'cause it was just a powder that came out of a bag, and I got some on my lips and it tasted more like salt than cheese, but after I'd mixed it all in it did taste more cheesy.
The box had made more than the two of us could eat, so we put what was left in the electric icebox for Aric, in case he was hungry when he got back.
Then Meghan sat at the computer and put the movie from my GoPro onto it so she could put it on YouTube later, and we got the Equestria book back out and had just started looking at it when Aric came back home.
He had a box of presents to bring up because he didn't want to leave them in Winston since it didn't lock, and he also had his bag of clothes and wrapping paper and tape and scissors, which I took into the bedroom where my presents were, and I didn't want to wrap them up right then, 'cause I'd missed Aric.
So Meghan put on her lounging clothes and then the three of us sat on the futon mattress together and looked through the book on Equestria again.
There was so much to see in all the pictures! I'd kind of thought that I'd seen it all when we'd looked through it before but then we'd find something new that we hadn't noticed before. Like in one of the pictures of Baltimare, you could see the mast-tips of ships in harbor over the tops of buildings, and he noticed that in a picture of the Ponyville green, there was a mint-colored unicorn sitting on a bench reading A Guidebook for Earth, which I recognized 'cause I'd read it, too. She looked too old to be a student, so maybe she wanted to be a tourist. I'd have to ask Aquamarine; maybe it was somepony she knew.
Aric said again that he was sorry he was late; he hadn't wanted to leave too early and be rude, especially since he couldn't lie and tell his parents that he had a job he had to get back to when he really didn't, and I said that it was important to be with your family for Christmas and I didn't mind that that meant we were going to celebrate together another day late.
And that reminded him that he needed to put presents out under the tree, so he went and got me and Meghan's Christmas presents and put them under the tree, where they were next to the ones Meghan had already put out.
It was kind of late, and I was getting kind of tired, so we decided that we'd go to bed, and so Meghan and Aric got undressed and laid down on the futon mattress on either side of me, and at first we just snuggled together which was really nice, and then Aric got up and said that we ought to have the Christmas tree on.
He had to feel around a bit to find the electrical outlet and then he got it plugged in and that was much nicer than the orangish light that came through the window from the parking lot lights.
And then when he came back, me and Meghan both grabbed onto him and pulled him down in bed and he was smart and didn't resist us.
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Silver Glow has 4 days left on Earth. I wonder what she will be doing with them.
it found us the way abck home -- back
before it rain out of moisture -- ran
So Lyra was reading about Earth, but was she practicing sitting like a human?
And here we have an example of the usual crazed dangerous wildlife common to Ponyville and surroundings.
Alric didnt have to bother with wrapping, he got plenty with Meghan and Silver there.
I recommend the Willy Nelson song Whiskey for the Men & Beer for the Horses. As to "Beer is bad for horses", it might be because a horse's digestive tract works differently than a human's. Horses can't vomit & IDK if they can belch. If not, the gas in beer could give them colic which is life threatening in horses.
I don't think it was ever specified that Ponies can vomit, but it was implied in a couple of places (Apple Buck Season, for instance)
Boxing Day isn't an American custom. I know of it because I've read about it, but AFAIK we don't celebrate it here.
I can't believe it's almost over. Reading this story has been part of my daily ritual for 8 months, and now it's going to be gone. Back to going a week at a time without anything in my watch list updating. Back to a world without Silver Glow. I think I'm going to cry.
Planes are expensive and not everyone's garage is big enough to store one.
Birds have that weird mentality that "If it's clear, then there's nothing there" and then they run right into glass panes and wonder why they can't fly through. Damn humans and their invisible barriers!
Hello, Lyra. :V
7985570
It wasn't implied. A pony was heaving into a bucket. Pinkie literally had a Vomit Discretion Shot.
Lyra
I thought I saw a video of a racehorse getting beer as a treat.
7985574
I feel ya. It's going to feel strange not getting to see SG's activities, thoughts and musings everyday.
Ah yes, the joys of timed lights. Go 50km/h or 200. You'll hit every green. (Not that I endorse going 4x the speed limit to verify that) the main 2 East/West roads are set up like that for half my city, it's wonderful.
Duude, lightweights! I have to make 2 boxes for myself.
How about a little game of rape?
No.
That's the spirit!
7985525 Five days.
I wonder, how has she been doing with that bucket list she made back in the summer?
Best pony sighting confirmed!
The Lyra cameo was fun.
I wonder if Silver will show her lovers what an Equestrian Hearthswarming is like, she's seen Christmas she could shown them what the holiday is like in Equestria.
Also maybe she should write a letter to whoever this years exchange pony is to pass on her wisdom to her or him.
Have to agree with Meghan here, cuddling is the best part of being in a couple. Pony or not.
7985769
I think she visited a museum in Chicago, but I'm not sure.
So all she need is a poem about horses.
7986239
Indeed it is.
He has been taught well.
7986055 I suppose it depends, in part, on what thinks about Great.
Then again, nothing for me beats the melancholy of The Last Unicorn, so Lord of the Rings is just meek in comparison to the sadness that is Amalthea.
Futon mattress?
Didn't Silver leave the papasan for Peggy in the dorm (Nov.23)? Also appears in Dec.11.
Slightly off-topic:
Has there been a description of what the portal looks like?
That reminded me of a trick I figured out: Close all of the drapes/window blinds in the building, leaving the open window(s) uncovered, then turn all of the lights off. Birds will normally fly toward the light as to them that means, "The way out."
<Hisssss!)
...It might work backwards for bats, I don't know for sure.
The last few chapters are going to be heart-wrenching.
It's crazy! There is no "NEXT" button! I thought this was the never ending story!
I wonder if it's going to break the 1 000 000 words mark.
It took me a whole month to read it from the start, and I was doubting whether I could catch up before it completed. Guess I managed!
Aquamarine: Yeaaaah... That's Lyra. She has yet to stop being smug.
7985570
It is observed, though it's better known as St. Stephen's Day.
7986946
Welcome!
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7988222 That image is.... mildly disturbing.
ALMOST
CAUGHT
UP
The story is getting melancholy now. I mean, I've been slacking on catching up - for most of it I was ~2 months behind, and it's only in the last month and a half that I've really pushed forwards. It's weird to be near-synced with everyone else.
So horses can in fact give you the finger!
Squee!
7985525
Holding her friends tight for as long as she can.
7985540
Corrections made; thank you!
Of course she was. How else would she sit?
7985544
Yes, he did. And unwrapping.
7985570
I always sing it as "whiskey for my men and whores for my horses."
It's because IRL horses can't belch. If you let it go flat and only give them one, they're fine. They have the same liver enzymes we do to break down alcohol, at at least based on their size, it would take a lot of beer to get a horse drunk.
Yeah, it's implied that they can, and they can also belch.
I'm not aware of it being celebrated here, either. But it's on most every calendar I've seen.
7985574
7985603
Yup. And if everyone had an airplane, the skies would be just as crowded as the streets, and the grumpy airplane director would really be having a bad day.
Yeah, and their instinct to fly up is always a problem at work. Sometimes they get inside, and despite the large size of the bay doors, they have real trouble finding their way back out again.
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As I recall, we didn't actually see her vomit. Maybe she was bobbing for apples
(Yeah, ponies totally can puke)
7985609
Yeah, you can give them beer. Ideally, you want it to go flat first, and in moderation is a really good idea. One, occasionally, as a treat, won't hurt them.
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but this is probably a bad idea
7985717
<hugs>
7985718
Telegraph Road (in Metro Detroit) is timed like that, and I think Main Street in Kalamazoo is, as well.
Yeah, but you're talking a girl and a pony who probably doesn't even weigh a hundred pounds.
It's not like he isn't a willing participant.
7985769
Covered almost all of it, as 7986252 has noted.
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7985929
That would have been a good idea. If she'd thought of it earlier in the year, she could have.
That's a really good idea, thanks!
7986346
When both your girlfriends are in the mood, you'd better say yes.
7986239
It is. Sex is fun, but cuddling is more fulfilling, I think.
The Field Museum and the Shedd Aquarium, IIRC. But I don't remember when.
7986622
Oh, yeah. And Molly knows it, too. Schmendrik did a terrible thing, although at least it worked out in the end.
7986659
Yes. Oops. Correction made; thank you!
7986814
No. I kinda picture it like a Stargate.
7986895
I'll have to try that next time I get a bird in by mistake. I had to chase a fledgling once; that was fun. He could barely fly, but he was hopping down the basement steps.
7986946
I know. They were really hard to write.
I'm impressed. It took me nearly a year to get through the Bible, and that's shorter.
It did!
7988001
"Dear Princess Celestia: I didn't learn nothin'. I was right all along."
7988027
I've never heard of that. Catholics and all their saints, who can keep track of them all?
7991204
I know--we're at the point where it's almost a continuous goodbye.
7993717
Yes, they can.
Somepony who really, really wants to get her Visa.
8036260
There's a series of four lights on my way to and from work that I swear are timed to be exactly the opposite. To exacting specs... The northern two are maybe 300 yards apart, and unless you accelerate strongly out of one, you will be just in time to be caught by the next turning yellow. Why they're set up to catch you at both if you're caught at either, I have no idea. Maybe the Wawa on the corner is paying the city for the extra business, or something.
Now, I know I said 4. I meant it. Like half a mile south is the next light, and if you drive at a reasonable pace, you're highly likely to get caught by that one if you hit the two-fer. And if you go about the speed limit (55) to the next one south of that, which is maybe a mile away, you'll roll up just in time for the start of another red light.
Yes, one bad light and you've got a four-fer. Why? I have no idea! There's like a mile and a half of open road in there!
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Or maybe the way they're timed, if they're the kind of lights that go to blinking mode at night, they de-sync themselves during the day--is this that happens every time you're around them, or is it only particular times of day?
Maybe somebody in the city planning commission is a jerk.
The ones that are really interesting are the ones that are tied into railroad signals, where there's a railroad pre-emption that's designed to allow cars to get off the railroad tracks on a clear signal . . . if it works like it's supposed to. . . .
8620082
They don't go blinky at night, but they seem to go to a less regulated pattern. I've noticed that after 9pm I can usually run through all the lights that I normally couldn't during the day. And it's not just lack of traffic. The northern-most light (L1) is the best anecdote, because it's the most noticeable and frustrating. You can see it clearly just ahead from the light just south of it (L2), and you get to watch its shenanigans. Under normal circumstances the walk signal at L1 begins counting down a few seconds after L2 turns green, it starts from about 8, and as soon as it hits 0, L1 goes yellow (hence why you have to go hard out of the gate from L2, or else get caught at a fresh red light). Adding the frustration is that L1 is a camera'd light, so if you don't make it, and don't stop, you get a ticket.
But after 9pm L1 is more lax. The walk signal may wait a while after L2 goes green, and/or L1 may not switch over immediately after the walk signal counts down.
The other 3 lights are less egregious, but their timing seems to loosen after 9pm. Like, regardless of which direction you're headed, going 55-60 between the southernmost two lights (L3 and L4), after 9 pm you're much less likely to get stopped at the second in line if you hit the first. (Which seems to translate into getting caught by L2 and L1 less often as well).
*we
Sighted? I don't know what that was meant to be.
People celebrate that? I thought it was just 'the day after christmas'.
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Correction made; thank you!
It is supposed to be sighted. Like, she's using it navigationally, like taking a star sight or something.
In Canada, apparently. But most 'Muricans know it's a holiday, 'cause it's on our calendars, too.
I have no idea how you celebrate it.
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Might be that they change the timing on them, then, either because of less traffic, or because they're not needed to slow people down.
I actually wonder if they're not timed that way on purpose to keep people from going fast. I can't think of why you'd want to do that, though.
Actually, NVM; I've got an idea why they might have timed them that way.
Old Joke
Q How come it took Moses 40 years to take the Jews from Egypt to Israel (about 300 miles), but it took Sacagawea only 2 years to guide the Lewis & Clark expedition from Washington, DC to the Pacific ocean (about 10x the distance)?
A Because, being a woman, she stopped & asked for directions
Sort of obsolete these days
8929132
The thing is, I think that it's still relevant. Heck, my manager sometimes yells at me for looking up the instructions on something I'm working on. It usually bites him in the butt when he thinks he knows how to do something that he's never done before.
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Some lights have sensors in the road to tell if a car is stopped at a red light, and won't shift unless they get triggered, or will only do so on a very long delay. So later at night, no cars stopped at the light to trigger it to change.
"P.S. Now gimme hands!"
OH OH OH! Her and Meghan pull a Freaky Friday!
By design, someone let a nerd on the design team.
And why I like Meghan/Silver way more then either of them with Aric. They have a really good bond and just enjoy being with each other. With Aric, it always ends up being about sex.
"What are places Dresden has wrecked!" See also: A high school (it wasn't his fault), a few warehouses, a night club or two (all owned by a mob boss), a chunk of O'Hare airport, a mall, oh and Chichen Itza
So, the song got it backwards and it should be "Beer for my men, whiskey for my horses"?
That.... is a while different thing, and I can't say I don't like the idea.
Which means Ponies are fine, since we know they can.
Good mamma pegasus keeps the silly little furless not-pony nice and warm
Even asleep, Meghan can't not snuggle praise the pony.
So, with her new collection of kinks, it seems wingplay is not going to be one of them.
Meghan is very curious what being a pony is like.
Pony doesn't really think about why her pony parts do what they do, they just do what they do. Much like human parts.
Bleh, learning to type has so fucking horrible, mostly because it was in school and the computer teacher there was a massive bitch. For reference, I moved before eighth grade, my old school had 9for the time0 fairly new computers, running some early form of Windows. The new school was still using the really, REALLY old models, that still needed a DOS disk in the drive to boot up. First time I got behind one, the teacher got pissed at me for not knowing WTF to do with the thing to get it started like everyone else did, who had been using them for years at that point.
So, even before ponies, Meghan was very into Horsies it seems.
Heh, Silver needs to join Lyra's "human hands are awesome' club. Get many many scritches!
And d'awwwww once again that it's more about just being together then about the sex is why I enjoy these two together way more then Aric.
Well, no billboards yet, can't be too long till some buisnesspony gets an idea to set some up.
Pony Dilemma, go flying like birdy-pone instincts are telling her she needs to, or spend more time with friends while she can?
More confusing the humans, Pony no should drink beer! Unless Pony wishes to, because Pony likes it.
No take pony by the sad empty place she's already missing.....
Nice to see their daughters obsession up close.
Meghan knows her pony and knows flappy pone just doens't feel right without enough flappy time.
D'awwwwww, so sweet, pony go be pony!
Of course Meghan is watching, she must stay as close to Mistress as possible at all times.
Oh-uh, she's getting melancholy about things again....
Airplanes are not practical for most people, for one, need runways to take off and land. Now, if we ever get those damn flying cars..... that would just be one more dimension people can crash in.
D'wwww cute pony being all cute and playing with the clouds.
Pony would just keep the birdy for a bit and let it get all warm, give it a few treats,etc...
Yeah, packing up would just make things feel to final and sad.
Well, texture and dilution matter, especially for powders being turned into non-powders.
How big was that box that one box was too much for both of them?
LYRA! Can't have a human story without her somewhere. Maybe if they can find her, Lyra can give Meghan tips on how to sneak through the portal,
Pony has her priorities right, go enjoy being with your family.
Yeah, tree lights are very pretty.
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Yeah, with either the loops of wire under the pavement, or some of them probably use cameras now. I think all of them typically do eventually change, just in case whatever’s waiting isn’t in the right spot or won’t trigger the sensor, but when they do it’s usually for a short cycle. I got stuck at one of those once and finally ran it after about five minutes of waiting for the light to change.
Ooh, that would be an interesting story.
I mean, why not? If you’re building a stargate, might as well make it look proper.
Yeah, their relationship is much better than Aric and Silver overall. Although he does do some fun stuff with her, and it’s not just about sex with them, either, but Meghan and Silver have a deeper, more meaningful relationship.
You can give them one or two beers without much of a problem.
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This is true.
It’s part of her nesting instincts.
Of course she can’t.
Probably not. Although who knows; maybe she will get into a predator/prey roleplay.
Of course she is. If Princess Celestia presented her with a ponification potion, Meghan would drink it before Princess Celestia got done giving her all the warnings about what it might do to her.
Yeah, most people probably don’t really think about a lot of what their body does except when it doesn’t work right. And probably don’t know at a deeper level how it all works, either (like, I know that there are tendons and muscles and stuff that make my fingers work, and typing also involves a lot of muscle memory, but I don’t really know on a deeper level just how it all works).
See, for me it was kind of the other way around. I first got to used Apple IIcs and IIes, and probably learned to type on a Commodore (not sure exactly what it was). I also did a lot of typing on my dad’s typewriter. And for a while, we only had really obsolete used computers of our own (a TRS-80 and then a IIe). So I was used to having to navigate DOS, use boot disks, etc.
Of course she was.
They do have their advantages, that’s for sure.
They are comic canon at least. Can’t remember if we’ve seen them in the actual show yet.
Even without billboards, they would probably have the idea of painting advertisements on buildings.
That’s a real conundrum for her.
All these silly human rules and expectations. They serve beer, Silver Glow likes beer, so of course Silver Glow should drink beer. Just not too much.
Campuses are lonely when everybody’s gone. It’s weird.
Hopefully, they understand more now about how awesome ponies are.
Birb pone gotta birb.
Meghan is wise enough to know that her pony needs to soar sometimes, and won’t be happy if she doesn’t.
It probably would never get old watching a pegasus fly.
It’s hard not to--she hasn’t got much time left.
Yeah, honestly people have so much trouble with two-dimensional cars following well-marked routes with signals for guidance that the thought of Joe Average up there in an airplane or flying car or whatever is a kind of horrifying thought.
It’s good therapy for her.
She would. I bet her house in Equestria has some birds that hang out inside when they feel like it, and I bet she doesn’t mind at all as long as they’re respectful.
That’s about the worst part of moving out, ‘cause you’ve got to do it, but you don’t want to.
They do. And thinking of that, it’s amazing how many different foods we humans have been able to turn into a dry powder that can be reconstituted when required.
Just a normal-sized box. Neither of them was all that hungry.
She’s probably already sneaked over a couple of times. I feel like they’d keep catching her and drag her back to the portal and pretty soon she’d come up with a new way to smuggle herself back in.
Exactly! If nothing else, that’s what Christmas ought to be about.
They are. I really ought to get a Christmas tree, or just put up Christmas lights.
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There's a couple in my town. Can confirm, they don't change without traffic.
Several chapters ago, I was thinking about this. Mac & Cheese is quintessential North American "cuisine". Of course Silver Glow has to try it.
I adore Lyra. She may be my favorite background pony.