He was king of his own world, small though it was. Collector of shiny things and cool unicorn stallion, what more did he want? She's a wild one that has no respect for pony boundaries, or locks, or windows. What trouble could they get into together?
He constantly calls it trash magic so... naturally that's what it would be called. Angel has no sense of the subversive way he uses the word... and why most people would be uncomfortable with it...
Trash is making his own bed with that last thing.
He constantly calls it trash magic so... naturally that's what it would be called. Angel has no sense of the subversive way he uses the word... and why most people would be uncomfortable with it...