November 15
I'd wound up on the outside of the bed this time, and Aric was in the middle and he had his arm around my barrel so that I wouldn't fall out. My back and dock were a little bit sore from last night, 'cause I don't think that either of them was supposed to bend quite like that, but it had been worth it.
I flicked my tail against Aric's leg and he loosened his arm enough that I could slide sideways out of bed and make a graceful cat-like landing on the floor, and that worked out well enough but I got some of the blanket tangled up in my hoof and pulled that off of them, too.
Meghan must not have known I slid out of bed on purpose, 'cause she stuck her head up over Aric's shoulder and asked if I was okay, and I told her that I was, and then I lifted my hoof off the blanket so that they could pull it back up over them. And I stuck my nose back in bed and nuzzled Aric's chest and then kissed his stomach and I would have kissed Meghan, too, but she was too far away.
I stretched out my back and wings, which were also kinda cramped from me sleeping on my side, and then I flew up and landed on the bed kind of diagonally across Aric and Meghan, and I had my head towards her so I could kiss her good morning, and just then her telephone alarm went off and Aric reached over to get it and was bringing it back to her but dropped it and it fell down between the bed and the wall. Aric got out and said that he could move the bed back, and then Meghan got out of bed too and crouched down and reached underneath. She asked Aric if she was going to find any magazines that she shouldn't find under there and he said that if she did she'd better share them with him.
I'd gotten out, too, 'cause I'd been on top of both of them, and Meghan's rump was right in front of me so I stuck my nose forward and goosed her and when she got her head back out from under the bed, I said that Aric had done it, but I don't think that she believed me.
She turned off her telephone and got the shampoo out of her duffel bag and then went down the hall to the bathroom and a moment later I heard the water turn on, and I looked at Aric and he shrugged and said that he guessed that we were taking a shower now and that girls were weird and maybe I should go in there first.
Meghan had left the door open, though, so she must have meant for us to go in, but I hopped up over the edge anyways and she'd already started to soap herself, and she leaned down and kissed me, and then started putting soap on my back and I asked if she was mad that I'd goosed her and she laughed and said that she was going to get me back sometime when I didn't expect it and I might regret going around pantsless all the time, and so I nuzzled her hip and then she started soaping up my back and then Aric asked if it was okay for him to come in, too, and she pulled back the curtain and let him come in, and he had to stand at the back until she was done washing me and then she washed him, too.
I got out last so that I could shake off, and then I went back to the room. Aric was just sitting on the bed and Meghan had a towel wrapped around her head and she told me to get up next to her and then started to preen my wings, and when she was done she got one of the brushes out of her bag and groomed my coat, too.
She told Aric that he needed to buy a hairdryer, and he said that there wasn't much point to it because his hair was short enough that it dried on its own so he wouldn't have much use for it, and Meghan said that if he bought one she'd show him something really sexy that he could do with it, and I was curious what that might be but she wouldn't tell me, either.
I brushed her hair for her, and Aric went down and made coffee, and then Meghan got dressed and picked up her duffel bag and we had a cup of coffee before getting into Winston, and I wanted to ride in the back 'cause it felt like a good day to be outside, so I flew up and landed in the back and I stuck my hooves up on the front of the bed, 'cause Meghan had opened the sliding windows.
Aric drove kind of slow so that I wouldn't slide around, and it was a lot of fun riding in the back. It was like the Mustang that Mister Salvatore had gotten, but even more open, and I thought that if I could bring down a cloud and put it in the back it would be really comfortable. I wasn't sure what would happen to a cloud if it was in the back of a truck, but maybe if we had time someday I could find out.
He turned into the Trowbridge parking lot, and I thought of flying out and meeting him on the other side of the building, but I didn't, 'cause maybe he'd worry if I suddenly disappeared. So I waited until he was parked and then got out, and Meghan did too, and we both kissed him goodbye before going inside.
I was sure that Peggy would help me with my lab coat but I didn't know if she was awake yet, and then I thought that I might as well not fasten it until I was at breakfast, and I told Meghan I'd meet her there—she had to leave her duffel bag and get her class books, and I had to get ready for the lab.
Peggy wasn't in the room, so I put on my lab coat by myself and left it open, which meant that I wasn't going to be able to get my saddlebags on very easily, so I just carried them to breakfast in my mouth.
Meghan had beat me to breakfast, so before I went to get food I put down my saddlebags and let her button up my coat, then put my saddlebags on and everyone at the table who hadn't seen it before was kind of amazed by how I did it. I didn't think it was that amazing; after all, foals could do it with just a little bit of practice. But then I thought it was pretty clever how they could work all the different kinds of fasteners on their clothes by themselves, so I guess it was just being in awe of somebody or somepony who could easily do something that you couldn't.
The waffle-maker was still broken and there was no omelet chef, so I just had eggs and oatmeal again, and that was going to be all until I found that they had a bunch of sliced fruits as well and that was something that they didn't have all that often, and I kind of wished that I hadn't gotten so much other food, 'cause fresh fruit was really good. I got some red melon and orange melon and green melon, and some strawberries, too, and I piled them on my plate around my eggs, then went back to the table to eat.
I was really full by the time I was done eating and it felt even worse 'cause of the lab coat wrapping me up, and the girth strap on my saddlebags, too. And I probably shouldn't have eaten that much, but I wasn't that sorry that I had, and after I'd leaned down and loosened my girth strap a bit, I felt better.
I walked across the quad to the Dow building, and went downstairs to the lab. And we did some more alchemical experiments about the colligative properties, and we had lots of data to record so I was pretty busy.
Professor Brown stopped us while we still had a while to go and said that it was time to blow something up, so he took a pumpkin that he had and said it was a little late for Halloween but he hadn't wanted us to get bad ideas for our decorating. You could see where it was cut, but he hadn't taken any of the pumpkin out, so it looked like a normal pumpkin if you didn't look too close. And then he took off the top and put a cup full of crystals that he said were calcium carbide inside, and poured some water in that, then stuck a fuse inside and put the top back on. And he asked if anyone in the class knew what was going to happen next, and a couple of people raised their hands and said that his reaction was making acetylene gas. And so he told us all to stand back and he lit the fuse then closed the glass shield, and we watched as it burned down and went into the pumpkin, and then there was a really loud bang, and the mouth and eyes blew out of the pumpkin and what was left of the cup was burning, and it looked just like a Jack-O-Lantern, which was really neat.
He said that our final lab report was due on Friday, at the end of class, and that was the end of the lab.
I was so happy that I was done with my lab coat forever that I took it off in the hallway outside class, even though that meant that I had to take off my saddlebags and put them back on again. And I kind of wanted to leave it there, but I thought I'd better give it to Mister Salvatore and Miss Cherilyn in case there was another pegasus who wanted to take a lab and was about my size. So I folded it up and put it across my back, and I told Lisa that I'd have the calculations done tonight and I could come by her room after dinner and give them to her, and she said that was a good idea, because we could go over them then and she could write it up tonight and then tomorrow we could look over the lab report and make sure that everything was correct.
And when we got up outside, I forgot that I had the lab coat on my back and took off, and it stayed on for a little while and then slid off my back and came unfolded and I dove down and grabbed it in my teeth before it could hit the ground or get tangled in a tree, then climbed back up and over Dewing, flew over Trowbridge, too, and landed on the boardwalk and went inside.
I got about halfway done with the physics lab and I didn't want to get started on the next problem, because I'd have to stop halfway through before I could go to lunch, so instead I went to the library and took the Ogden Nash book back and found another poetry assortment that looked interesting, so I took that to lunch with me.
I sat down with Trevor and Cedric and Leon, and we talked about how classes were ending soon and Cedric said that Aquamarine still had classes after Thanksgiving, so he was going to stay with some friends in Lansing to be with her before she had to leave, which I thought was really nice of him. For some reason it hadn't occurred to me that their classes would end at a different time than ours did, although they'd started at a different time, so I should have thought of that.
Leon said that he was going back home, and he was going to just relax until at least the Monday after Thanksgiving, and then he was going to get bored and find something to occupy his mind over the rest of break but he didn't know what yet, and he said that maybe he'd drive to Lansing to pester Cedric, or else he'd buy a plane ticket to the Caribbean where he could sit on a beach and be bored while looking at pretty girls in bikinis. And Trevor said that he was going to catch up with his family, and one of his brothers had decided to get married and was having the wedding in December, because that was when the whole family would be back home. And he said that I'd inspired him to find out if there was a library where he could give poetry readings, and that he might even write some of his own.
And I told them what I was going to be doing before I went back to Equestria, and then admitted that I didn't know where I was going to live, but I was sure that my helpers had figured out something and if they hadn't, that my friends would give me a place to stay, and Leon said that I could add one more to that list of friends, because his mansion got lonely sometimes. Cedric said that he didn't see how that was possible with a butler and a groundskeeper and a maid and a chauffeur, and Leon said that they were too serious all the time and none of them knew poetry and he'd also forgotten to mention the cook.
Trevor had been looking through my book, and he said that he had found some poems that were good for today, and he read the first one, which was called Clouded Morning, which was about a foggy morning. And then he gave it to Leon, to read Who Has Seen the Wind, and Cedric said that I could see the wind, but that wasn't true; I couldn't see it. I knew what it was doing, but I never saw it.
Cedric got to read a poem called Lost, and then I got to read one called Radar Data #12, which was kind of strange, 'cause I kept picturing the weather but it was about more than that, and Cedric said that he thought it was sad, but he wasn't sure why.
I flew across the quad again to Astronomy class, and sat down next to Anna who had gotten there before me.
Professor Miller taught us more about the beginnings and end of the universe, and how to show it on a graph, and there was a new letter called omega which was the density of the universe and depending on what it was would depend on what the universe would eventually do.
And she explained how we could look in the past to figure out which line the universe was on, but you had to have a different view of redshift, because light could also expand with the universe. And she said that distance could be converted to time which sounded completely wrong, even though she'd explained how it worked. But then I thought about it some more, and I suppose I could say that I'd flown for a day or I'd flown a certain distance and if I always flew at the same speed, it would be the same thing.
She said that for it to work, astronomers needed to find really bright stars, and they had. Those were called supernovas, and they were stars that were sometimes brighter than whole galaxies, and then she showed us a new graph which was the first one but it had been changed around, so she had to explain what they'd done before she could show us observations.
That graph had lots of bars on it which were called error bars, because of things that astronomers didn't know, but you could see how none of them were on the lines she'd showed us first, which had been a surprise and astronomers had to figure out what it meant. And it was that the universe was getting bigger faster.
The reason why, she said, was because only four percent was matter and light, and about a quarter of it was dark matter that we didn't know exactly what it was, and the last three-quarters were dark energy and nobody knew much about that, although Einstein had thought that it existed but nobody believed him back then.
Then she told us more about supernovas, which were gigantic exploding stars in space that were sometimes so bright that you could see them during the day. She said that there hadn't been any nearby since the telescope had been invented, but in case there were, they would be too bright and blind human telescopes, so there were special blinders that some telescopes had just in case one happened that was close.
And that had given them a problem, because while the universe got less dense as it expanded, the dark energy stayed exactly the same, or maybe there was even more of it and so the universe kept expanding faster and faster, until there got to be so much dark energy that galaxies came apart and then stars and then everything would come apart, and that was called the Big Rip. And that was kind of worrying, although if it was true it would be billions of years in the future before it happened.
When I got back to my room, I finished up the lab and then I went back through and looked for mistakes, not only in calculations but also in moving my work from the notes to the formulas, 'cause I wasn't sure that we were going to have a lot of time to go over it. Lisa probably had other finals that she had to study for. And then I started reading through my Astronomy notes, just to make sure that I wasn't gonna forget anything for the finals.
I stayed on my bed reading through my notes until my neck started to get sore, and then I decided that I'd fly around a little bit before dinner, because I hadn't done that today. And I thought I'd just go over downtown again, but this time I put on my flight gear and took my radio so that I could tell the airplane directors what I was doing.
I went out along Lovell Street, instead of along Main like I usually did, and as I got close to Bronson Park, I saw a bunch of police cars with flashing lights, and also the WWMT van was there with its antenna up.
I couldn't figure out what was going on until I got closer and saw people holding up signs that said things like Love Trumps Hate and Commit to the Common Good, and there was a woman with a bullhorn that was leading the crowd in chants, and I remembered that there was supposed to be a protest, and I had never asked Mister Salvatore if I could go see it.
Hopefully, he wasn't down there, and if he was, hopefully he wasn't looking up.
I circled around the perimeter of the park and looked down at all the people there, and it reminded me of the #freethenipple protest that I'd gone to in Colorado Springs, except that these people looked angrier and they all had their shirts on.
There were metal fences set up along the edge of the park, and there were some people on the other side of the fence yelling at the protesters. And the police were patrolling the fence in case any fights broke out.
I didn't want to get involved with them, so I flew back to campus and landed in front of the dining hall and went inside for dinner.
Once I'd gotten my food, I sat down at the table and told everyone what I'd seen.
Christine asked if I could pee while I was flying, and I said that I could, and she said I should have flown over the fence-line and peed on the Trump supporters but I thought that that would be really mean, and I'd get in trouble, too. The only one I might have done that to was the angry man from Walgreens, and I hadn't seen him.
Peggy said that instead I could have gone to Taco Bell and had a bunch of bean burritos and cropdusted them, and she said that I wouldn't get in trouble because I couldn’t really be blamed for having gas. But I said that I wasn't supposed to have gone at all, so I'd get in trouble for doing that, too, and I didn't want Mister Salvatore to yell at me.
Christine said that it might be fun to go after dinner, because one thing she'd always wanted to do was incite a riot, and Sean said if she did, he wasn’t going to bail her out of jail, because violence wouldn't change anything, and I thought back to the World War One book and said that I agreed. She told him that he wasn't any fun, but she wasn't being serious.
I left dinner a little bit early, so that I could go to Lisa's, 'cause I didn't know what time she usually finished dinner.
I hadn't seen her when I returned my tray, and when I was going back to my room to get my notes, I looked up at her window and saw that the lights were on, so either Jessica or her were home.
It didn't take me very long to get my notes and I didn't want to bother with my saddlebags, so I just grabbed them all in my mouth and went across to DeWaters, then knocked on Lisa's door, and a moment later Jessica answered, and I nuzzled her and then she invited me inside. Lisa was sitting at her desk working on her folding computer and she had ear-speakers in but she took them out and turned around and I came over and sat on her bed and put my work on her desk, where we could look at it together.
She didn't find any mistakes, so the extra time I'd taken had paid off. And she said that she'd finish it tonight and have it ready for us to look at tomorrow, and I kind of wanted to stay around a little bit longer but she was working and Jessica had gone back to her desk and she was working, too, so I thanked her and went back out to my dorm.
I didn't really have anything else to do tonight, so I practiced making all the math letters until I was good at them, and then I made cards with all the formulas that we had learned on them, because that would help us review tomorrow. And I had to re-make a bunch of them because I'd started out making the formula too big and had run out of room, and when I'd written it on more than one line it just got confusing. It took me a while, but I got every formula done, and I could take them with me tomorrow to math class for when me and Sean were studying.
And then when I was done with that I got kind of fidgety, 'cause I still didn't know exactly what I was gonna do after Thanksgiving, since my helpers hadn't told me yet. I didn't think that I was going to be able to live in the dorm, and even if I could I wouldn’t want to because there wouldn’t be anybody else there and it would be really lonely. I probably should have called him or else sent him a computer letter, but I didn't, 'cause I was sort of thinking that if we didn't talk about it it wouldn't happen. That was really a foal's way of thinking, but I couldn't help myself.
So I got out of my chair and went over and nuzzled Peggy, and she reached her hand down and petted my mane, and I sat down next to her and rested my head against her side and whenever she didn't need both hands to work, she'd pet my mane or scratch behind my ears and that was really comforting.
It was pretty late when she finally got done with all her homework and she asked me if I we were going to go trotting tomorrow, and I said that we should, and promised to wake her up.
calcium chloride nope - calcium carbide is what reacts with water to give acetylene.
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Dammit, I knew that, too. I just wasn't thinking when I was typing.
Silver is correct that some of the people protesting are driven by hate. I feel this whole last election in America was a culmination of everything that America has done wrong for the past three decades, neither candidate would have been running.
The only Chemistry I remember from college is that sugar will dissolve in water but not alcohol. So, if you are making Jungle Juice (grain alcohol (or, Ever Clear as it is called out West) + Kool Aid) you need to mix up the Kool Aid before you add the alcohol or you will not be able to drink it while sober
7876112 Huh, didn't know that.
Apparently Meghan has the same view on surprises as Silver.
For a moment, I misread the chapter title as "LOW ENERGY."
Silver definitely isn't that!
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Calcium chloride is road salt. Added to water, it melts snow and ice that comes into contact with the solution, though a lot of people forget you're supposed to scoop or sweep the solution off the surface so it doesn't refreeze into a treacherous sheet at night.
Also, causes nasty wearing and degradation of the pavement, hence the old Midwestern saying that there's only two seasons, Winter and Road Construction. I wonder if Wisconsin's experiments with using cheese brine instead of CaCl2 are easier on the asphalt.
"Hey assface, here's your coffee back."
Here's the short version of the protest at my scho. Love trumps hate. Unless someone has a different opinion, in that case, assault them. Kind of ruins the message and credibility.
Space is repulsive, but we do not know why. Speaking about space, the last human to walk on another world, Eugene Andrew Cernan, died. If we do not leave the Earth, we will all die here. I would like to quote someone:
See like I said earlier you just can't try to be cool, it ever happens by accident or you mess up.
So if I'm reading this right at least some US colleges have a month long winter break from the end of November through to the new year? It's been a few decades since I went to university here in the UK but I think our winter break was only a few weeks long.
I know it's sort of against Silvers nature to plan things to hard but she probably needs to sort out what she's going to do for her last month before it's to late.
But Silver was flying with her gear over the protesters?!
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Oops, forgot to fix that.
Funny story--I was out of town this weekend, so the last cluster of chapters was written on the road, so to speak, and I didn't have all my notes with me (because I'm an idiot) and so there were a couple of things that I put on the wrong day and then had to move to the correct day. . . .
Chemistry goes out with a Bang, Astronomy goes out with a Rip, Demonstrations go out with Incontinence, and th Waffle Maker goes out with Incompetance.
Leon really needs to improve his hires. Look at Alric, only has Silver Maid and he definitely aint complaining about being lonesome.
SG should wear and run her GoPro when she's in her flight gear.
The weather lady could send newsworthy videos to the applicable
Traffic or News managers.
Video of the protest would run for a few seconds in the evening news.
The police and FAA frown on drone hobbyists flying over such events.
Chemistry teachers always know how to end with a bang.
And personally, I wish we lived in a world where people cared more about figuring out what dark energy is. I like to think it would be a nicer one, or at least one with more interesting conversations.
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The professor whose lectures I'm watching said that you needed to have the dark energy scientists slightly tipsy before they would start to speculate. He said three or four usually did the trick.
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It was similar, but not the same.
My recollection is that the horse in question was leant to the messenger and normally belonged to an officer. It was supposedly an illustration of the quality of a well-trained horse, since the horse came back and saved the messenger after he was unhorsed.
7878883 I think it might be, although my recollection was that the horse in question was on loan from an officer to a lower-ranking individual.
Still, horse bites are nothing to mess with.
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There are also some random square brackets scattered around.
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*clonk**clonk**clonk**clonk*
Aric and Meghan: Goodness me - Why, what was that?
Silver Glow: Silent be, It was the cat!
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I don't know that I'd go that far, but it sure got some ugly stuff out in the open. And maybe in the long run it's better that way.
I'm not looking forward to the short term, though.
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That's good to know. Also, that's one thing that I think I managed to never drink while I was in college. I did have some Everclear (straight, just to see what it tasted like) a few years later and I'd rather just drink gasoline.
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Or at least on messing with Aric. Because you know he spent all day wondering what she could do with a hair dryer. And you can't always trust Silver not to blab a secret--she's not very good at lying.
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Silver's anything but. She's not as frenetic as Pinkie Pie, but she's certainly more energetic than most college students.
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Yeah, that whole sweeping off thing never gets done. So sometimes in the morning the road outside my house is a skating rink. I'm actually surprised nobody's crashed there yet, 'cause I'm on a curve.
I can't imagine that working, if for no other reason than rodents can gnaw through asphalt, and I'm sure they will if it has a nice cheesy flavor.
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Wouldn't that be such sweet, sweet justice?
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Yeah, at least the protest in Kalamazoo didn't go that way, at least not from all the news coverage that I saw of it (and you'd think that if there was rioting and suchlike, Fox would have reported it).
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I'm not sure that dying in space is a better option. But I do get your meaning, and who knows, perhaps in our lifetime we'll have colonies on the moon or Mars. Probably nothing like they imagined in the 50s, but even an ISS on the moon (I guess that would be an IMB) would be really cool.
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See like I said earlier you just can't try to be cool, it ever happens by accident or you mess up.
Yeah, it depends on the school. None of the four that the ponies are attending got out at the same time, and UW was the latest (in fact, I had to cheat a little bit so that Gusty would get her trip to Disney World; their official last day is Dec. 23, IIRC).
She's kind of at the mercy of her helpers when it comes to that, or at least she thinks that she is, which sort of amounts to the same thing.
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Or the wafflemaker goes out with a hung-over college student trying to see if he can make a bacon waffle in it. . . .
Leon's got game when he wants to use it. For him, might be better to go into the holidays single, so he won't feel guilty about whatever one-night-stands happen along the way, and then pick up a girlfriend when he comes back to K.
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If she thought more like a human, she'd have that sucker running on every single flight she takes. But to her, it's just extra equipment to carry and she also doesn't quite get how fascinated humans are about seeing her fly.
A pegasus-eye view of the protest--or other newsworthy events--would totally make the news.
Yeah, I can imagine. Silver Glow fits into a bit of a limbo there, so she can probably get away with it, and she's always got Mister Salvatore and Miss Cherilyn to back her up, too. Just in case Officer Friendly gets up in her face (assuming she lands where he can even get to her).
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Funny, somewhat related story: my girlfriend in college was from northeastern Ohio, and I'm from Michigan. When we talked on the telephone, I could hear that she had a slight accent, although I never really noticed it when we were talking in person.
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Maybe it was Shadowfax.
From watching the horse behavior videos, I can say that normal horse behavior if their human gets hurt is to gallop off before whatever got the human gets them too. Which is the kind of pragmatism I can get behind.
(the guy who makes these is kind a jerk, but he's really good with horse psychology)
Yeah, a lot of people forget that the front end can get you, too. And there is at least one documented case of a donkey killing a coyote that got into its enclosure.
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Stupid broken importer. Corrections made; thank you!
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A somewhat silent landing on the floor
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Dang, you already know, there goes getting to go on that little rant. However, one other little bit, that specific McDonald's had actually had been cited in the past by the Health and Safety inspectors for the coffee being too hot, adding to the trail of "This wasn't just some accident, but gross negligence" of the lawsuit.
First that, then the Tide Pods, why is Tide trying to kill everyone?
Defeats the point. The reason is to give it a very noticeable and very distinctive smell that tells you 'something ain't right' if you smell it, right away. Same thing for the gas that gas stoves use.
Wake up to see loving pony worship from your human slave, iz good morning for Pony.
Meghan, Silver is ALWAYS cute, not just when she's sleeping.
Boob pillow is such an obsession with her.
But, the human pleasure slaves do realize that Pony Mistress' comfort is priority.
Except for when one of them needs to be punished for stealing her spot.
Window stuck pony, very cute, and very silly
Window's not being wing friendly #Pegaproblems. Though if you have enough momentum to get that far through, can't you just use your wings to fly the rest of the way in after they clear the frame?
The fun of being on the radio anymore, especially some local station no one even knows about, do whatever the fuck you want.
Pony is caught in a feedback loop of 'what came first' people sleeping in because no food, or no food because people sleep in?
D'awwwwwww of course no one wants other pony to go, two ponies on campus is much better then just one pony!
But Meghan, pony touches would make the sore boobs feel better!
Silly pony, sticking your head out the car window.
And also just, being so happy and shiny about everything, thinking stuff is always so smart just for being well designed and, just, just, so bright and cheerful about everything!
See, she needs a pony around the barn to help talk to horses into going into the trailer!
Take that nasty pony no liker lady! Pony is on a horse, your argument is irrelevant!
And then.... awwwww. melancholy 'last time I'll do this' pony being all cute but sad making...
Pony treat giving kisses D'AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
Heh "Well, I'm a bit hungry, but I can just go nom on that tasty looking grass over there if you want to hang around here longer."
Pony is simply better then her humans, being all responsible and doing her work right away. Though to be fair, I get the impression she's got a lot less work then the others, since they all seem to have at least one major project they need to work on while all she has is the usual daily homework,
Talked about the hot coffee thing already, but yes, you burn cute pony, they would give her ALL the money.
Well, I'm sure you could use the money to help get Meghan into Equestria.
Seriously, I do defend her seeing stuff as too sweet, given America makes everything out of sugar or sugar substitutes. But, at times she goes way beyond that and into, just plain having some odd taste for just plain not liking sugar.
Pumpkin Spice Pony!
Welcome to the fun of Periodic Table of 'Fuck you consistency!'
Peggy, if you tell Pony to 'drag you out of bed' she very well might literally do that.
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More or less, and.... kind of. He was the heir to the Emperor of Austria-Hungry. But more to the point, killing him was pretty much the worst choice for a target for a Serbian wanting independence from, and better treatment from, A-H. He was one of the strongest proponents for Serbian freedom within the A-H leadership.
As to the post you responded to, Germany really didn't do anything all that wrong as far as starting to war went. All they really did was tell Austria-Hungry "Do what you need to with Serbia, we got your back". And according to reports, by the time A-H got done fucking shit up in how they dealt with it, even the Kaiser was ready to call them out on it and thought they'd screwed things up to the point they lost any chance to invade Serbia and not be seen as warmongering assholes by everyone else. It's just by the time he found out about all this, it was too late and things were spiraling out of control.
But yeah... plenty of people saw WWI coming for decades, knowing it was just a matter of time till the powder keg Europe was becoming got set off. Most likely caused by "Some damn fool thing in the Balkans" As Bismark put it. (about 20 years before just that happened)
And now pony is continuing her one mare crusade to make Camelback the most profitable business ever. Perfect gift for everypony!
Helper pony is helping to carry your water while making you fit. Every human needs a work out helper pony! Would make the obesity crisis go away.
Pony 'morals' and 'ethics' about having sex. "You having fun? Yes? Then keep doing it."
See, now shower time helper pony getting her human in the shower ahead of the line. Now if only Peggy properly used her helper pone, she could also get a back washer.
Pony is also getting used to having her own personal grooming slave as well.
Who is a very good pony slave and sees at once Mistress needs her services.
See, just stuff Meghan in your suitcase and call her a special wing preening tool you picked up.
Once again.... Ponies.... Disneyland?
No.... no.... to most people 'up north' Florida is know as a few things, none of the pretty. The Wang of America, God's Waiting Room, Mother Nature's Hurricane Bowling Alley, etc...
Obey the study pony! She knows what is best for you!
Ehhhhhh, in WWII, yeah America entering the fight won it, flat out. WWI..... by that point the Allies were already doing well and were on their way to winning, America just helped a bit to finish t up faster.
Silver...... NO! The demands that Serbia were given were specifically tailored to be demands NO country would ever accept. And even then, they accepted all but the worst of them, and even that one, their reply wasn't even a flat 'Fuck off' it was an amazing bit. They said no, but they would be willing to bring the issue before a council of European nations and accept their ruling if they say Serbia needs to do it. Impressive since it makes clear just how Serbia is being utterly reasonable in every way, while making sure they never actually have to give in on that point, because everyone knew the council would never rule that way. It was this response to the really delayed and screwed up Austrian demand note that had Wilhelm say they'd lost every justifiable reason to declare war. Only for some dumbass to the south to do so anyway. So no Silver, they should not have.
But yes Silver, Octopusesesesesesses really are strange.
YAY! Pony hugs for everyone!
Yeah, I'm with Aric, I buy he was really just trying to keep her nice and secure. Not his fault boobs make such great places to do that from.
Again, Silver, disrobing fetish, you have one.
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Well, all schools clearly must have a "Let pony go to Disney World' exemption for letting them out early.
"Meh, I have humans to deal with those issues for me."
Ever wanted to see what wet cotton candy looked like? Just dip it in some liquid nitrogen.
"Graceful, catlike landing".... You rolled over, forgot you were at the edge, and fell on your face, didn't you Silver? (Which is very cat-like. I had the least graceful feline ever. Always falling off things, misjudging jumps and leaping face first into furniture etc... But damn was he smart, we think he dumped a few points from Dex into Int.)
Nice thing about two pleasure slaves. You can do whatever you want to one when they aren't looking, and just blame it on the other.
Yes, pony gets attention first, her slaves know this.
Notes for future pony mobiles. Get a cloud to sit in a truck bed.
Sooo, Silver going for a rainbow melon breakfast then. Interesting. How many types of 'melon' are there?
Stuffed pony is stuffed.
WHOOOOOO! Best science teachers always know it's best to blow thing up! Or set them on fire, or both.
Well.... that's one way to carve a pumpkin.
All the students in the hall just see pony ripping the lab coat off and have no idea what's going on. "Why's the short fury chick getting naked?"
Quick pony makes up for her previous faceplant by catching falling lab coat.
D'awwww, of course human wants to stay near pony waifu as long as possible.
Just, she's got such a carefree view of everything. No reason to worry about where to live, either her helpers will fix it all for her, and if not of course some friend will let her crash for a few weeks.
See, right away people are inviting pony to come stay with them!
Yes Silver, distance and time can be interchanged in some ways, hence 'Space-Time'
So... whose laying odds pony 'magic' involves Dark Energy?
Silver... Mister Salvatore is always watching, even if you don't see him.
Hehe, fun but.. yeah pony fly-by peeing would just cause issues.
So would pony crop dusting, but still be really fun.
Awwww, Silver, he no yell at Pony! The moment you gave him the sad eyes he'd break and lose any ability to do so.
I am not the least bit surprised Christine has 'cause a riot' on her bucket list.,
Jessica answers the door, and the dies of cuteness seeing a pony standing there with books in her mouth, wagging her tail.
Twilight's revolution of Equestrian education is going along well it seems. She has already driven home the all consuming power of learning that are Flash Cards to her ponies.
Yes Silver, not wting to talk about something to prevent it from feeling 'real' is a very foalish outlook, but very understandable, and very cute.
Yay for having a comfort human to give you good ear scritches and pets when you are feeling down!
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I do tend to do my research. And I think I did know that they’d been cited before for the coffee being too hot, but that wasn’t particular germane to the quick comment. I also seem to recall that the award was reduced on appeal (I could be wrong about that, though), but the main bullet points are that this was a case of McDonald’s being grossly negligent, which is usually what wins the big awards in court.
I don’t know, honestly. There are probably other things that you can make napalm out of, probably other laundry detergents, but Tide’s the name that everyone knows.
Well, yeah, and that’s why scented soaps can be a problem if you’ve got little kids around. As for gasoline, I don’t think it has any odorants added; I think that that’s its natural smell. Natural gas, yeah, you’ve got to add something, since you can’t smell the raw gas, and that’s led to schools exploding in the past.
Also worth mention, sometimes natural gas is transported by rail without any odorant added, and that is clearly marked on the tank cars that carry the stuff.
Yes, it is.
Of course she is. All ponies are.
Can you blame her? Boobs are the best pillow.
First make your pony happy.
But it’s not a bad punishment, so it’s okay.
Human windows aren’t designed for ponies to fit through, which is a major oversight.
If she times it right, yeah, she can get enough momentum to tuck her wings and pop them back out as soon as she’s clear, but she needs a bit of a runup to accomplish that, and clear space on the other side of the window. It’s like a lot of stuff that acrobats do--it takes practice to have all your momentum in the right direction at the right time. in one of my favorite Cirque Du Soleil acts, they do it so well that it basically looks like they can turn gravity on and off when they want to, but of course it’s just practice. Lots and lots of practice.
Of course, the downside is that if you don’t get any feedback, it’s like you’re just shouting into the void.
It’s important questions like that which science really needs to answer.
Agreed!
They would indeed. She’s missing an opportunity there.
It works for dogs, why wouldn’t a pony want to do it?
All ponies have an unnaturally high cheer level about nearly everything, which is why they’d make such good overlords.
You know damn well that there would be some really serious horse farms that would want to get a pony to help their equines perform their very best. Any livery pony worth her salt could get a team of pulling horses to perform in ways that no human ever could.
And the best part is that she just sticks her tongue out rather than say anything snarky. “I got a horse, and you’re still a bitch.”
I knoooooowwwww
100000000% pure adorableness.
#ponyperks
That depends on how you slice it. Some classes instead of daily homework have longer projects which you’re expected to work on daily, although of course lots of people don’t. I guess in that regard this fic is a decent example of what daily progress can do in terms of word count.
Odds are it wouldn’t come to a lawsuit, though, so that’s something.
I have a feeling that cash bribes don’t work on Princess Celestia. Cakes might, though.
If she’s not used to it--if ponies in Chonamare rarely use refined sugar in any of their cooking--everything would seem overly sweet to her. And I can say that I tend to not like sugared coffee beverages; I prefer it black.
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Although once you get used to it, it’s not so bad. There aren’t that many that have foreign names for their abbreviations . . . like, seven or eight, I think. Been a while since I took a chemistry class.
Which would not be the worst way to wake up. I wouldn’t be too upset getting literally dragged out of bed by a cute pony.
Kind of like that whole Bengazi thing, wasn’t it? The diplomat who got killed was one of the strongest proponents for Lybians, as I recall.
I seem to recall that a lot of it was basically everybody coming to the defense of their allies or declaring war as a precaution and nobody taking a step back and considering the implications of what they were about to commit to.
I suppose there are some places where you know that sooner or later, there’s going to be an explosion, just because of all the various tensions in place, and that it’ll be a simple thing that sets it off. Wasn’t that what Kennedy was afraid of with the whole Bay of Pigs and everything around that?
Honestly, it’s the kind of thing that every pegasus would want, just as soon as they see the utility of it.
Yes, it would. And probably encouragement to eat healthier, too--probably a much more vegetable focused diet than the usual human diet.
I think that that’s really the way to be doing it right. Everything else is an unnecessary societal complication.
Exactly, and not only does group showering help with the hard-to-reach spots, it’s good bonding, and it probably saves water, too. Wins all around.
Meghan is completely trained when it comes to grooming. Especially preening.
And the best thing about that is if the Princesses don’t believe that, she could have Meghan demonstrate.
Well, yeah, but there’s no need to tell Silver Glow about all that.
She does indeed.
I’m not as familiar with WWI history, but I do know that in WWII we were supplying all sorts of war material to the Allies long before were were officially in it . . . did we do the same in WWI, or did we just hang out and do nothing until we finally joined?
Although I do have to wonder if, in hindsight, they’d have been better off accepting the terms no matter how bad they were. Even if it lead to the disillusion of the country, let’s say, it might have been better for many, many people who wouldn’t have been killed or wounded in the war. Like, even a bad peace deal is better than a war. I think that that would at least be Silver’s thought on it, anyhow.
Especially since one of their tentacles is actually a penis. Well, on the male ones.
Pony hugs for everyone saves the day!
Exactly. Safety first, that’s important.
She really does. Probably in Equestrian strip clubs, they put on clothes.
If they don’t, they should.
And anyways, the school can’t really tell the feds no when they say that Gusty’s going to go to Didney Worl.
Which is a great thing to have. Humans to deal with legal issues, humans to preen wings, humans to have boob pillows . . . being an exchange pony is a pretty sweet life.
I feel like just recently I saw that in a YouTube video. Maybe not, but I was slacking off and watching lots of Backyard Scientist, and he did a bunch of stuff with liquid nitrogen.
Probably not her face; probably more of a bellyflop. Certainly not graceful.
The one we had was old, crippled, and deaf. It didn’t like to jump up on things, since it knew it couldn’t, and because it was afraid of the rabbit who did like to jump up on things. You could sneak up on it, though, and that was lots of fun.
Yes, you very much can.
She has them well-trained.
The real trick is to secure it properly so it doesn’t just blow away, or slide out the back (which would be an interesting sight for the vehicle behind it).
Cantaloupes, Honeydews, and Watermelons.
Got greedy with all the melons, she did.
That’s how science is done--blow stuff up. For science.
It’s one of the best ways, really. Although of course you’ve got to pre-cut it before putting the explosive mix in, or else you just get pulp.
Eh, by now they’d be used to her being naked most of the time that it probably wouldn’t really register. Although she likely would get some stares, since most people haven’t seen her undressing herself.
I bet most pegasi are actually pretty good at catching falling things.
Well, yeah, you can’t blame her for that.
Honestly, that’s been her whole life experience. Well, along with making her own cloudhouse. It’s too bad that she probably couldn’t get permission to do that.
Of course they are.
Which is why you have to move backwards quickly to go back in time. That’s the only way it’ll work.
In my headcanon, it does.
He’s kind of like Santa Claus in that regard.
Kind of depends on who you do it on, and what they think it is. Well, I suppose the smell would give it away. Still, she could totally do that to people’s cars (sunroofs would be particularly venerable to that kind of attack).
I bet that there are pegasi who have a cutie mark in that.<--shameless self-promotion
He might not. Standing up to sad pony eyes might be a requirement for the helpers . . . which would be an interesting thing for them to test. Have Sweetie Belle beg, and anybody who can’t stand up to it for more than ten seconds fails.
Christine has her priorities right.
Hopefully (Science) Lisa warned her that that might happen.
They are a good learning tool for most people and most ponies, too. And she named them for her stallionfriend.
That’s a trap that lots of people fall into as well.
Comfort humans are best humans. And that’s another reason why Meghan belongs in Equestria. Preening, ear scritches, boob pillow . . . truly a pony’s best friend.
What I'd dark energy is just magic? What then?
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The fact that there's still stuff in the universe that we don't know how to measure for sure, or what it does, or why it is, provides plenty of wiggle room for magic. It's something I take full advantage of in my writing