1.33 PM
Spike has just sent me an emergency SOS scroll with only one sentence on it.
"rarity kidnaped by diamond dogs going to help"
Bad spelling and lack of punctuation aside, I gather that Rarity has been, in fact, kidnapped by the Diamond Dogs.
For what reason I have no
Ok, no.
It just hit me.
Ugh.
It is a vulgar expression, one which does not befit utterance by one of my stature, but... really. I am out of interjections that sufficiently express how this entire situation has flipped on its head and ended up causing no end of problems in every possible angle.
Ugh.
2.14 PM
I have just taken a peek out over Ponyville to see what's going on. Apparently a small, impromptu rescue team has been slapped together to save Rarity, and they are now playing with dirt mounds on the edge of the diamond cliffs. Clearly, their priorities are in order.
I am honestly considering going to help personally, although this whole thing has given me a headache.
I am going to go eat some ice cream, take care of some royal business, play hide the radish, get an early night and see if they're still alive in the morning.