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// Kumquatsity 
// Story: Chair Mode Activated 
// by epicdonus1123 BOT 
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                                                                                   Chapter 7

When you decide to ditch the idea, but Daring's ignorance beat you right to it. The look on her hardcover face sent chills down your back. Her evil eye-err-spine glared at you melancholy. You could feel your legs stiffen even more than they should have. Angrily, you think about throwing her off and ditching her, instead, but due to your incredible slowness, you can't manage to pull it off.

"Hurry up, slow poke, we ain't got all day!" Alarmingly, you jerk to the side.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm movin'," you say cautiously. Daring set the mood. Your irritable speed lead you and Daring to a quaint looking fruit. The whole time, it was there, but still, it was a quaint fruit that you stumbled upon.

"Is it dead?" Daring ponders provisionally. The fruit cocked it's ugly body.

"I ain'tsn't dead, if Ah were, be Ah telling that Ah ain'tsn't!?" Though no face, his facial expression looked even more ticked and annoyed than Daring's.

"Hi, I'm-"

"A chair?" His country ego was soothingly warm to you, even though he was smart-alecky and obnoxious.

"Mr. Chair, to be right," you proudly reply. "and this is my acquaintant-"

"Friend."

"Daring Do."

"Nice t' meet ya."

"Sorry to ask, but what are you and what's your name?" Your inner poshness cones in goes.

"Th' name's Darrell," Oddly peculiar for an Equestrian fruit. " and I's a kumquat."

"A kumquat? You look like an orange."

"Same dif."

"Okay, well, I'm a chair, as you can see, and she's a book."

"Nice t' know."