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// Package 
// Story: Singular Entities 
// by Cynical 
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Rainbow Dash tapped her hoof against the desk in front of her and the pony across from her squirmed.

He had learnt very quickly that she was not a very patient pony, yet there was nothing he could do. Yes, he’d acknowledged that the mail usually took three-to-five working days to arrive from Canterlot to Ponyville, and that yes, she’d placed her order exactly five working days ago.

Sadly, she hadn’t been as pleased when he’d told her that the package was not – against all previous information – actually here yet.

As a matter of fact, none of the packages due for arrival today were. They were still waiting for todays’ mail to arrive.

“So…” Rainbow Dash said, breaking him from his reverie, “When do you usually get the mail?”

“Around 9, usually,” he replied, glancing at the clock, which had apparently decided that the world could live without 9 AM for one day and was already making significant headway towards 10.

“Maybe you could come back later?” he asked hopefully, well aware that she was driving a slight dent into his desk with her constant tapping.

“Can’t do,” she said, shaking her head and continuing to tap – tap, tap, tap – against the desk.

“Well, how about-“ – tap, tap, tap.

He groaned through his teeth. “Listen,” he said, trying not to sound angry, “Could you please stop that incessant tapping?”

Rainbow stopped tapping and gave him a dead stare. “How about this,” she replied, “I’ll stop tapping when the mail arrives.”

He met her glare and winced as he heard the tapping start up again, this time to a tune he was unfamiliar with – if such a tune could exist anyway. He forced himself to breathe in and out as she continued tapping with no apparent rhythm or rhyme.

There was a buzz that cut through the air and someone spoke over the intercom: “Mail’s here.”

After another three minutes and twelve seconds, he’d rooted through all the mail bags in order to find that dratted mare’s one package. Now that it was in front of her, she smiled at him and left the post office, humming another unfamiliar tune to herself.

Rainbow Dash glanced at the package on her back again and smiled to herself. “I wonder if Twilight’s awake yet…”