Today was the day. After what felt like forever, after enduring a long, sleepless night, Sundance would journey to Ponyville to meet with Princess Twilight Sparkle. How did he feel about this? He didn’t know. Nary a useful idea floated between his ears and his brain felt very much like a thunderhead—full of energy with a desire to make a scene. Oh, a very well-behaved scene, but he definitely wanted to impress the princess when he met her. And how did one impress a princess? He didn’t know.
He paced—no, he pranced back and forth in the space between the infirmary, the kitchen, and the dining hall. It was a nice space, somepony had planted flowers along the edge of the buildings. His every step was remarkably bouncy, as if he were a creature made of clouds, fluff, and fuzz. His mane was longer now, it hadn’t been trimmed in quite some time, and his tail was nothing at all like its former self, unrecognisable in every way.
“Who?”
“The princess, that’s who, Owlister,” he said to the owl perched on the metal support strut of the water tower above the infirmary. Sundance paused mid-prance to look up at his own companion. He—no, she, he needed to remember that—had preened herself to perfection, which left her slick and somehow oily in appearance. Owl oil. He admired her glossy feathers and wondered if perhaps his own could be a little more presentable.
“You’ve changed, Owlister. When I first met you, you looked more like a pincushion. Or a mutant hedgehog.” He watched as she puffed out, offended, and her head turned completely around to face away from him. “You’ve grown. Now you’re pretty and perfect.” There was a hoot, but she did not turn around to face him. “I need you and your fellow owls to help Paradox keep watch at night. These spiders are becoming a real concern.”
Owlister offered a non-committal hoot as she turned her head back around to face Sundance. Her feathered horns rose, became visible, and there was now something aggressive about her demeanour, something that might even be described as demonic. Some of the older, wiser owls could transform themselves into something quite terrifying, and Owlister was still figuring out her neat transformation trick.
He felt a gentle tug on his tail and then a sad, growly feminine voice asked, “Are you coming back?”
When he turned around, his tail was let go of and he found himself more or less eye to eye with Bonk. Her face—in very much the same way that Corduroy’s could be—was wrinkled and sagging with worry. So much more expressive than an equine face, though more difficult for him to read at times. In one paw, she held her firefly jar, and the other paw was still raised from when she’d tugged his tail.
“Of course I’m coming back,” he said to her. “Just think… I left this place so that I could come and pick up both you and Runt. And I came back. I brought you home.” Sensing distress, he wondered what was wrong with the anxious girl-pup. “What has you so worried? Why are you upset?”
“Who?” Owlister asked.
“Uh, not sure that applies here, Owlister.” Sundance kept his attention focused on the fretful pup, but a half-grin did spread across his muzzle.
“Amber Dawn says you’re my daddy,” Bonk said plainly. “Are you?”
Sundance’s half-grin decided that now was the perfect time to scram, so it did. He became painfully aware of Hollyhock’s burning stare upon him—it seared him, threatened to burn a hole right through him—and he didn’t even have to look at her to know that he was the target of her irascible ire. It was a physical, palpable sensation, very much like standing for too long in the hot sun. Bonk was squirming now, waiting for an answer—which was a problem because Sundance wasn’t sure how to respond.
“Uh… yeah… about that. That’s… that is… well, that is a tough thing to sort out.” Sundance’s mouth went dry and his tongue took on a sandy, pebbly texture. He could feel every taste bud, all of which felt too large, too bulbous.
“Who,” Owlister hooted.
“No, Owlister, that’s more of a why question. I think.” Distracted, Sundance returned his attention to Bonk, who clutched her jar of illusory fireflies.
Nearby, Runt seemed quite invested in the outcome of this conversation. Amber Dawn stood beside him, and Lemongrass dutifully stood beside his big sister. Tarantula was almost hidden from view behind Amber, and the little burro yawned while Sundance stood there, uncertain of what to say. Bonk waited for an answer and Sundance reached up with one wing to rub his temple, that tender spot between eye and ear that needed attention during moments just like this one.
Others too, had gathered, and that made everything somehow worse.
“Bonk, if you want to call me that—”
“He’s not your father,” Hollyhock said before Sundance could finish. “He’s in charge. In control. He owns you. The sooner you figure that out, the better.”
A sour taste nestled on the back of Sundance’s tongue as he leveled his hardened gaze on Hollyhock. Bonk was frozen with confusion, and hurt made her eyes shimmer on the verge of tears, but Sundance didn’t see her. His eyes rested squarely upon Hollyhock, and they narrowed as his anger simmered into a low boil. Every muscle along his spine tensed, tightened, and his hackles rose while his lip curled back into a near-feral snarl.
“I’m sorry”—Sundance did not recognise the sound of his own voice—“but just what is your problem?”
“I don’t like them calling you ‘Daddy’, because it makes it sound as though we’re together. And we’re not.”
Sundance gently pushed Bonk aside with his wing, and then advanced.
“No… I think you misunderstand. What is your problem with me, and why should the little ones suffer from your attitude? Why do this? Right now of all times? This just seems so harmful. What have you got against me and why do the little ones have to suffer because of it?”
“I don’t like that you’re in charge,” Hollyhock barked out. “You’re a bumbling idiot that just allows things to happen. Just some dumb guy from the city. What makes you so special? You and I, we’re not that different. There is absolutely nothing special about you for you to be in charge. You… you’re a nopony, just like me. Poor and stupid. By sheer dumb luck, you’re in charge, and that’s… that’s… galling! I hate how my life turned out while ponies like you catch all the lucky breaks! And I hate you!”
“Look here, you dumb cunt, let’s sort out a few facts, shall we?” He saw her eyes widen with hurt, shock, and surprise, but it didn’t slow him down in the slightest. The worst parts of him wanted to see her suffer, and the sudden rush of adrenaline left him lightheaded. “What brought us here? Shall we discuss that? What brought us here?
“I know what brought me here. Years of hard work and sacrifice. A project that I poured my life into. Hard work. Discipline. Dedication. Sacrifice. I took a paying job just so I could pursue my passion. I gave up everything to follow a dream, and that led me here, to this place. When I started, I had no idea that this was the end result. I wasn’t doing it for the reward, I did it so I would be a better pony, with a better understanding of history, who I was, and where I came from.
“You on the other hoof… how did you get here?” She backed away now, her ears back, her tail low, and he advanced while looking down upon her. It was hard to speak now because of how his lips quivered. “You ended up here because you fronked—fucked anything that walked. You probably sat on every dick waved in your face and you whored yourself out. You had three foals from three different fathers. You didn’t make a living, you mooched. And rather than take responsibility for your life, you stole. By sheer dumb luck, you didn’t end up in prison, so I’d say that your luck is pretty damn good. It might just be luck that brought us both here, but one of us is here as a reward, while the other is here as punishment, you insufferable cunt!”
When one tear fell, it wasn’t enough; he wanted more to fall, a flood.
“Even worse, you fucked deadbeats, ponies just as irresponsible as you. Ponies that you knew would leave you. You played yourself as the victim and made excuses for the failures that you brought upon yourself. You fucked deadbeats and dragged your foals into your sad, sorry life. Amber just wanted a daddy, and she had a whole parade of them, didn’t she? How many times was her heart broken? How many one night stands did she see? How might all of that have messed her up? She just wanted a father… something you couldn’t steal. And now you’re resentful and bitter when she’s finally getting something that you can’t provide!”
“Stop!” Hollyhock’s cracked voice was pleading.
“You started it,” Sundance spat out. “The whole time you’ve been here, you’ve had this attitude towards me. All I’ve ever done is try to be nice to you. I’ve never tried to take advantage of you. Twilight Velvet wanted you here, instead of prison, and she wanted you to keep your foals. I accommodated this. I defended you and your behaviour from my mother of all ponies, because she thought you belonged in jail too. I had to disagree with my mother, and I didn’t much care for that. At all! It was awful! I don’t like disagreements, or confrontation, or fighting!”
“Sundance, I think you’ve made your point. Ease off.”
“No, Corduroy, I don’t think he has,” Earwig said to Corduroy, who now stood in the doorway of the infirmary. “Milord, do you remember when Cucumber and I told you to go a-raiding? To find a midwife? Somepony to help this ungrateful wench?”
“I do.” Sundance drew in a shuddering breath.
“Well, right now, she’s smelling the smoke from the red hot poker. She does nothing but badmouth you and tear you down behind your back. I don’t know how many times my sister and I have told her to shut up. I’m sick of her lip, and so is everypony else. Always whining. Never working. Lazy little whore is what she is. Maybe the smoke isn’t enough, Milord… perhaps it’s time to brand her!”
This snapped Sundance to his senses. “What?”
“Brand that lazy cow!”
Earwax looked every bit as surprised by her sister’s outburst as Sundance felt.
“What? No. No! Nopony is getting branded. There will be no peasant abuse under my watch! No way. There will be no cruel punishments.” Sundance’s anger transitioned into confusion. “We have standards here and they will be upheld.”
“See, you daft, lazy wench?” Earwig pushed her way forwards, her face calm, but her eyes furious. “His protection is more than you deserve. Right now, he had a perfectly good reason to punish you, and he won’t! You could be whipped… flogged… branded… all manner of awful things could happen, but he won’t do it. All he’s ever done is be nice to ya. He worried and fretted himself when you were sick. Went off and got help for you. He’s done right by you and you ain’t done a thing to be worthy of it.”
Earwax, having recovered herself, began to herd the little ones together and said, “Come along, you lot. We’ll go get breakfast. Come along. Don’t fuss. Don’t say no, either. Don’t give me trouble.”
As Earwax led the little ones away, Earwig got her second wind. “You played with fire and got burned, you stupid girl. Got so accustomed to the Milord’s kindness that you forgot yer place. You poked and you prodded and you tested his patience. What’d it get ya? I know what it could have got ya. You dumb little bint, you mistook kindness for softness. Bet you won’t do that again, ye daft tart.”
“You brought out the worst in him,” said Pinto Bean. “For shame.”
Perhaps a little too late, Sundance remembered that it was his job to keep order. Hollyhock was cowering now, fearful, and even worse, she did so near him as the circle of angry peasants closed in around her. Every face was angry, and accusation seen in every eye. He didn’t feel proud of himself, not at all, and he was ashamed by his own anger. How had he let it come to this? The adrenaline made him jittery and he could both hear and feel the blood that pounded inside his ears.
More in control of himself, but still hot with fury, Sundance turned to face Hollyhock once more. “You live here because I allow it. I’d rather you have a second chance. But if you cause another scene like this one… if you keep saying stuff behind my back… then I’ll go have a talk with Twilight Velvet and you… you will be leaving. I think you know where you’ll end up, so I won’t bother going into those details. The only comfort you’ll have is knowing that your foals will be looked after. I won’t make them pay for your mistakes.”
Where but a moment before he took pleasure in her distress, he felt bad now. Awful, in fact. He’d failed in some awful way that he didn’t fully comprehend or understand. The metaphorical branding iron was held a little too close. All traces of defiance were gone now, replaced by terror. Sundance decided that he rather liked her defiance, because the cowering, cringing mare before him did not suit him.
“There’ll be no fighting about this,” Sundance said to the ponies around him. “Hollyhock is one of us—for now, at least. Give her a fair chance to do right and make right.” After blinking a few times, and collecting his thoughts, he looked down at Hollyhock but made no effort to dominate her as he’d done a few moments before.
“Carefully count all of your second chances.” A long pause allowed his words to sink in. “Don’t force my hoof, Hollyhock. I won’t allow a repeat of today. I’ll not lose my head again. You will be sent away. I’d feel real bad for doing it, but make no mistake, I will do it. I have to do what is best for all who live here… including you.”
He backed away, turned his head in his nurse’s direction, and said, “Corduroy, you’re in charge while I’m gone. See that the peace is kept. Don’t let anypony bully Holly, and see that she is given plenty of safe space to think about her actions. If I come home, and find there’s been trouble while I am away… I’m going to be in a piss-poor mood. Got me?”
Stern-eyed, he glanced around and tried to read a few faces so that he could gauge their reaction. As far as he could tell, nopony was afraid of him—other than Hollyhock, of course—but there was a fair bit of anger. Not at him, near as he could tell. But the problem, it seemed, was worse than he knew. How long had it stewed in the background?
“I must be going,” he said. “I have a meeting with the Princess of Friendship.”
... I retract my previous statement; I think I'd like that disgusting goodness back, now.
Keeping my mind on this bit, digest it, ponder it more. It's a good part
*blinks and digs fox-burrow another layer deeper*
Yeesh. Dumb bint couldn't leave well-enough alone. In other news, most sources I'd conaulted indicate that "gaged" in the last paragraph should be "gauged". Was gonna suggest it on the Google doc, but by the time I confirmed my suspicion, it was up.
Ah, she didn't keep her snit to herself.
She poured poison into the well and now it's being vomited back onto her. The dark side of the Golden Rule.
Woah. Me thinks that Milord has learned how to actually Lord. Good job!
Ah, a boiling over. How unsavoury, but how inevitable. I can assume that there will be some friendship lesson to be learned, but as I type that out, a thought occurs to me; Can there truly be friendship if one is lorded over with power? Can a friendship be true if one - as Hollyhock put aptly - owns the other, or just about?
This chapter is like cramp. If sufficient stretching had been done beforehand it wouldn’t have appeared, and a lot of massaging will be needed for it to go away.
Yikes Forever! Yet very much needed.
I wondered when Sundance would be pushed to confronting Hollyhock's continued piss poor attitude. Her mistake was starting it all in front of the kids that he was assigned to nights and protect, poor Lord had the issue lanced and it exploded. His peasantry are amazingly loyal and it gives me a fuzzy feeling but I truly hope they can learn from Sundance's kindness in their remaining days.
Whoo boy, first big blowout, and a side of Sundance that I think we'd all really rather not have seen. I feel it was justified, but perhaps not handled properly, as Sundance himself said.
This needed to happen. It gives us and the peasantry a look at what their Lord's reaction to this sort of thing is - and that even at full authority and justification, the Baron does not condone the sort of thing that used to happen under the old Lord.
Nothing is more terrifying than a good stallion taken advantage of too many times. While I will agree she needed reminding of her situation, I dont think it should have been done in front of kids even he mentioned were messed up due to her actions. Unfortunately there was no way to do this easily until Earwig stepped on screen. Had she been mentioned before he could have had her take the young ones away while this happened, and it needed to.
I get the feeling I shouldn't have read comments, because you said he'll nearly fuck up his whole personality at some point, and now I'm in for a sad game of "spot the foreshadowing"
uses the bagger 288 to dig a big enough hole
That was Cathartic?
I think that "Friendship with those whom you have authority over" is a topic that Sundance might benefit from when talking to Twilight. Not that he does poorly at that with most of the residents of the barony, but as Hollyhock brought up there can be some awkwardness and discomfort in being an adult and having someone have control over your life. If Sundance can catch issues like this in the future before they boil over it will be a lot healthier for everyone.
Sometimes you have to be tough to be kind. Being kind doesn't mean being a doormat.
bravo a grate chapter it sounds like Holly got a good tong lashing now she best stop and think really hard about the warning she got.
this is the kind of chapter that needed to happen.
Love the reference in the title.
Sundance; "Stand aside, I take large steps"
But it could also hint that Holly may not be done yet. (If she indeed us the Pseudolus of this analogy)
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Oh my Celestia, somebody got the stupid joke reference.
There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
Demons run when a good man goes to war
Night will fall and drown the sun
When a good man goes to war
Friendship dies and true love lies
Night will fall and the dark will rise
When a good man goes to war
Demons run, but count the cost
The battle's won, but the child is lost
-Steven Moffat, Dr Who.
Quote feels rather fitting for this chapter
Holly seems to think she's had it bad there. But doesn't realize how bad it actually was there before Sundance came around. If she'd been dropped there with the previous master she's have been raped and then most likely beat. Not necessarily in that order. Then the really bad stuff might start.
Sundance's people respect him because of everything he's done to help them and improve their lives. You can't bad mouth someone to the people who trust them most.
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And that's really the problem. She's too stupid and too sheltered to realise that. Like, she is clueless. And that is the heart of the issue.
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Maybe so, but none of this is his fault. And there's nothing he can do about it - end of the day, every one of his citizens belongs to him as his property. No matter how he treats them, he owns them. If they can't get over that, then they don't really deserve their second chance. If you're going to be in prison, dead, or owned by someone anyway (who's probably going to rape and beat you near to death) - then isn't the best thing you could hope for being owned by someone who relies on you, trusts you, gives you all the freedom you need, and doesn't meddle in you living your life every day?
He's practically a dream come true for how many people that would love to be in Hollyhock's position right now? And she's spitting venom and jealousy at him. Make no mistake, this is her fault, and anyone with her problem deserves what they get next. You don't bite the hand that feeds you unless you can go elsewhere and find meals yourself, first. Who needs a gutter-level gold-digger making life worse for all the other people who are also trying to be kind to her while she shits all over everything good he's done for her? Never done a single unkind thing to her before she pushed him too far.
If anything, he needs lessons on how to deal with himself after laying down the law. He is the ultimate power in the barony when the Crown is not present. He makes their law and policy, and it is by his hoof and will that it is enforced. If he can't learn to be strict, stern, and implacable when he needs to be - and moreso, able to come to terms with the necessity of doing so afterwards so he doesn't hate himself - he's not going to be able to handle the other half of ruling competently: keeping order. Hating yourself for doling out punishment just wears you down, makes you less capable in all ways as depression and hate of your own job set in. Creates internal self-strife as you want to give lighter punishments or none at all, while your reason tells you that you must stay the course.
Look at Hollyhock - she NEEDED this. A little talking-to, a little one-on-one heart-to-heart wouldn't have fixed this. She would have been ridiculing him in her head and heart behind any words she needed to say to get through the encounter peacefully unless she chose THAT moment to explode like an infected cyst like she did there in front of everyone. There are so many people in the world from all walks of life who you can't treat softly - they will ignore you, view you as weak, and hold you in even greater contempt. To get through to them you have to break them, beat them down, and MAKE them listen in order for any healing to get done. And it sucks. It fucking sucks, especially if you care for them and want to see them do better - but you have to remind yourself that this IS for them to do better later. This is something he'll have to learn.
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As part of the nation's Crown, Twilight jointly owns Equestria and everyone in it. Are we going to say that the Princess of Friendship isn't actually friends with anyone just because she has official power over them? The Mane Six's remaining five are citizens of Equestria, which makes them property of the Crown in the end - are they not friends?
Can a boss and employee not truly be friends? Can parents, who essentially own their children, never actually care for their offspring in any more than a caretaker's purview? No friendship between anyone with different social standing? Because let's be real, even with those who don't own one this or that person, there's fairly huge levels of difference in social strata which might as well be the same level as peasant and noble.
Oof, this hurt to watch.
I'm just wondering how the kids are going to process this. Especially Amber.
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If it's stupid and it works, it's not really stupid.
Also a highly underrated play/movie
I don't think anyone have ever accused Holly of being the brightest knife in the shed.
I mean look how easily they have tricked her into taking care of the small ones, and it is not just because she likes having care of children.
She have now proved that she might be lazy as well, at least as far as introspection goes.
This should be some hilarious ammunition for a chat with the princess of friendship.
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It's not just that she's clueless, it's that she's ignorant, and made no actions to correct that ignorance.
Hell, she could have simply *asked* some of the older ponies there what it was like there before Sundance. They haven't been cagey about their lives before, or attempted NOT to talk about it any way.
And as for everything falling in his lap, ahahahaa....he didn't expect or WANT this job when it all started!
Girl better educate herself.
It may take a village to raise a foal, but it takes a herd to raze a fool. She just got razed.
I bought a tea kettle because of this story.
I hope you’re proud of yourself.
In other news, I learned that I really love Earl Gray tea, with a spoon of sugar, and a cherry for taste.
After all, hooligans don’t drink tea.
Ow. Ow, ow, ow.
But hey, she had it coming...
Daaaaamn that was amazing! Finally seeing Sundance lose his cool after how shitty Holly has been this entire time was perfect. I needed that.
Impressive. Good writing. You’ve managed to make a lot of the commenters forget the ponies on the Barony are effectively slaves.
You even have them enthusiastically supporting it, after the ponies point out just how harsh the punishments allowed are. :ovation:
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It certainly is not his fault, and with her attitude she did need to be taken down a peg. What's unfortunate here is it happened in front of the kids. I don't blame Sundance for blowing up and telling Holly off, but as the Baron he is responsible for the well being of all his subjects, and it's not great that he just ripped Holly a new one in front of a group of kids, kids who mostly come from abusive backgrounds and who were asking moments ago whether he was their daddy. I don't think this will lead to any permanent damage, but I wouldn't be surprised if some of the kids are kind of afraid of him for a little while after this. I see a lot of cheering in the comments and I want to counterbalance that by reminding people that while this was necessary it doesn't make the situation a good one.
It's kind of a tough situation. Something like this was absolutely inevitable, there was no avoiding the confrontation, but it ended up happening at a time and place where others got caught in the middle. I don't blame Sundance for that, it was obviously on Holly for starting it then and there, but I think it's something he can learn from. He needs to learn to pick up on these kinds of issues before they boil over, to control when they happen so as to avoid collateral damage. Essentially, he needs to learn how to "Celestia." It might sound unfair to him, but he could have taken more proactive action and dealt with Holly's attitude on his own terms instead of waiting for it to boil over the way it did. I think that is something that he will get better at in time, something that will take him from being a good leader, which I think he already is in most respects, to a great one.
I just want to restate that I really do not blame him for the situation. He's not yet very experienced in ruling, and he's trying really hard and doing surprisingly well for all of the responsibilities he is juggling. That's why I hope he can recognize that while this was necessary, it wasn't handled as well as it could have been due to prior inaction. Not a slight against him, just a consideration for how he could grow and improve, for the sake of all of his subjects.
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I took it into account. I know Kudzu's not going to let an opportunity like that slip by to jab Sundance and us for him finding his backbone for once - just in the wrong place.
Then again, maybe this is something along the lines of what they needed to see. They're impressionable - if they see her getting away with this sort of thing, does it not seem more appropriate for them? Especially since she apparently ALWAYS does this - she had no problems going off on Sundance in front of the kids and telling them things that only make them view Sundance in a negative light at that age since they're not likely to understand complex social schema to begin with, she did it to his face, publicly.
If he scooted them out of earshot and then ripped her a new one, they'd just see her getting away with it - they'd have missed the punishment. Let's also not forget that as the only caretaker, she's likely been feeding them negativity in the home since she does it everywhere in the Barony, it would seem. In a way, she's been abusing these children by purposefully exposing them to/filling their heads with negativity that served no greater purpose. It was not educational and would only cause them to develop in a negative way if it continued without showing that the way she treats Sundance is bad and gets a punishment.
While I know the other shoe's coming that will make Sundance feel even lower than he does right now about this situation, I hope we see some good come of it for the kids in relation to him. If all they're exposed to is Holly's insane level of jealousy and self-loathing-turned-against-Sundance, they would become warped. I'm starting to believe that as much as Holly needed this public dressing-down, the kids needed to see it, too. Maybe not as flagrantly vitriolic, but I'm not going to rag on Sundance about that.
Kids haven't done anything wrong, so you can't teach them about right/wrong by punishing them. But here, an adult did wrong and got punished. That's something every growing kid needs to see and understand. Growing up doesn't mean punishments don't happen anymore.
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It's not ignorance, really. She wants to hate him. You can call it willful ignorance if you like, but if someone WANTS to hate, they will find/discover/create reasons why it makes sense to do so. It's easy to raise a villain, put a smudge on them and then spread it around. But that's also why it's hard to raise a hero, all you see are smudges when that's what you're looking for.
i'm sure everypony else has weighed in on this but, ABOUT DAMN TIME...don't get me wrong, i like holly, theres good in there but she basicly has the inverse problem that paradox does...paradox is scared of males in authoirty, where as holly outright hates males in such places of power, before this moment for reasons she probly didnt understand...
sundance just riped away all her pretenses and showed her who she really was deep down, even more acutely then river raider probly could have...shes either going to endure it and improve....or shes going to break...i hope its the former but given how damaged she already is i woundlnt be surprised if it was the latter.....i just hope she oesnt take anypony else out in the process.
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The reverse is true. Hollyhock hates wishy-washy spineless types and suffers from pretty intense anxiety about what might happen in a crisis if a submissive noodle is in charge. She wants somebody to take charge and be commanding.
Which Sundance hasn't exactly done.
Her complaints are valid.
Oy vey, what perspective does to a person. A real number, that’s what- Holly isn’t exactly wrong about what she’s seen, as most of the decisions he’s made in front of her have been pretty much a “whatever way the wind blows” kind of response. As an audience, we know better about when he has absolutely put his hoof down, and how he has adamantly benefitted his barony because of it. Alas, this was inevitable, though I doubt such a display will be forgotten any time soon. Holly gets to grow up, so she does.
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