that sounds about right lol

Hey, you up?

Thennnn, come over.

Hehee, why do you think?

"I just found the changeling's favorite game."

"What?"

"Roleplaying. I snuck into Oculus' dorm to surprise him, and he thought I was Ocellus, so he turned into another dragon, and, well..."

"And you didn't say anything?!"

"Would you?"

"..."

"That's what I thought."

Another instance of parents we don't see in G4.

Have they made any appearances in the comics? None that I know of, maybe we'll get to see more dragons in G5.

Maybe even Spike's Parents

It’s literally not even Smolder anymore it’s a whole different person—

Well I suppose that’s the point of all this

Her hoard is radiant; the scalding fragility of the sun and the diamond-hazed mystery of the moon, both cajoling for her reflection.

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Spear grinned as the creatures gathered around him at the Friendship School. “Oh, y’know, I’m just glad to be here and-“

He sniffed for a second. He smelled Tempura. His Tempura.

“Uhhhh, brb.”

Spear busted into the girls’ locker room. Ocellus shrieked in shock, and so did her students. “Who in here?! Clear it out!!”

“Spear, what the hell are you doing?!”

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As you might have already noticed, I've been writing a lot to kill the time in lockdown.

Newest story is a fun and dumb story called "Freedom of Choice" and I hope you all give it a shot. There's a lot going on and filled with truly stupid bits and I love it. I'll be updating it every other day.

I have a ton of ideas, and three stories literally been written right now, so keep your eyes peeled.

”Are you my appendix? Because I saw you and immediately wanted to take you out.”

“Yes, I am your appendix. Because I don’t want to help you do anything important; I just want to burst inside you.”

”I don’t get it, but I feel like I should be offended.”

“This is totally gonna work...”

Smolder smirked as she furiously typed on her keyboard, writing her newest program. This was a quiz designed specifically for Professor Applejack, to see if she actually liked her.

”Hey there tall orange. Watcha got there?”

”Professor AJ! Yes!” she opened her laptop and showed her professor.

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Smolder clenched her metal bat as she watched the doorknob rattle.

Creaaaak...

”Hey gang, I—“

”Rahhhhhh!!!” Smolder began beating the stranger in the stomach with the metal bat. Ocellus screeched in fear and cut open a box of lighter fluid, throwing it over the burglar and setting him alight.

”AAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

”Get out of our house!!!”

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Well, tonight me-time anyway. Your experience may vary depending on location and time zone. And the length of the moderation queue.

But it will land. At some point.

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”Alright. I think we’re done.”

*as a roc* “I think a proper ‘thanks’ is in order.”

”Heheh. Thanks for helping me get over my fear of rocs, Oculus.”

”Uh, yeah... um...”

*is suddenly a hot dog* “Oculus?”

“...” *starts drooling*

”Why are you looking at me like that...?”

*currently laying beside Oculus* "Question."

"Answer."

"What's up with those 'horn' thingies on the sides of your head?" *gestures at his horns*

"What about them?"

"They don't stay up all the time. Sometime's they're up, sometimes they're down... what's up with that?"

"Well, actually, they're called antennae. Some of us changelings have thicker ones, some thinner."

"Neat."

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You would think with how popular Batty is, that naturally someone would have noticed Nightingale breaking the space-time continuum just to make a cameo, but no apparently y’all are just too damn—

Shit. Sorry, wrong blog.

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Trouble in Tiatarta is in many ways a story that really shouldn’t have worked out as well as it did. It’s directly following on two very short, simple stories that have nothing to do with each other, Queen Chrysalis Reforms (Accidentally) and Midnight Rendezvous. It’s based on like three or four different story ideas I had, each of which could maybe work on their own, but instead I welded them together into what should have been a literary Frankenstein. And of course the

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Meta was at the kitchen counter, cutting up some cucumbers when Griff snuck up behind and smacked his ass.

Or, so he thought.

Meta stood up straight right before the impact, and—

SMACK!

”Ow!”

That was his back.

”Ten piece, extra crispy!”

”Smolder!!”

It’s supposed to be the cover art to another fic I might be pursuing, once I start writing again of course, which’ll be pretty soon.

It’s about Smolder striving to become a professional boxer, training her best and everything, and when she finally does, she leaves someone behind.