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Mystical Rainboom


You may know of my power, but you may never know my limits- ?????

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One trip to a hotel leads to Sonata and Rarity having a little mishap with the lift.

The pair are slowly going in circles as they struggle to get to one simple floor.

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Something happened to like this in Baltimore once.

At least nobody farted. :rainbowlaugh:

But for reals, this was a cute little story. I liked it.

I feel like I got stuck on an elevator with this fic. And it farted.

I had to go through something very similar on a recent trip. Only twenty-five...well, twenty-four floors though. The hotel didn't have a thirteenth floor.

"Hi,...Roomy." Sonata painted.

I like how Sonata just randomly decides to start painting.
But what is she painting? The world may never know...

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You... you horrible person.
She was being so creative! She could have been painting a masterpiece that rivals that of Van Gogh, or she could have been recreating lost works of art from when they first entered the world.
And then you made her stop, only to breathe heavily.
I hope you're happy, you creativity-killing monster.

(:rainbowlaugh:)

MJP

let's face it, Rarity is the REAL queen bitch

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