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// This Would Have Been Much Easier If Temple Fugit 
// Story: Tales of Interest! 
// by Pascoite 
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The scraping sound began long before I noticed it—a full-bore rumble when I looked up. By then, any ponies outside stared to the left. What sort of monstrosity threatened Ponyville today?

It only got worse; the cacophony morphed into an ungodly shriek.

With too great a distraction for paperwork, I finally stood and peered outside, where a tan pegasus strained her utmost to haul an immense stone structure behind her. Upon spotting me, she wiped the sweat from her brow and trotted over. “Daring Do, at your service. Will this work?”

“I… don’t understand.”

She grinned and pulled out a page of want ads. “Temples needed, top bits paid,” it read.

“Oh dear.” I glanced up at the ostentatious building. “I’m afraid that’s a typo. We’re a temp agency.”

Her face fell. The scraping sound resumed, and it took quite a while to fade away. The cursing took even longer.