• Member Since 14th Nov, 2016
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Lack of Tact

You drink any water today? Just 'cause I'm an asshole doesn't mean I want you guys dead from dehydration.


No, definitely not a good thing. The power of life and death in one's hooves? Who could do such a thing without going mad!

Well, obviously Pinkie, but... is she seriously the best pony for the job?

I mean, she doesn't even know she's a Reaper!

. . . . .
Crackfic #1 of the "I'm tired, frick-fracking end me" series

:twilightsmile: Enjoy! :twilightsmile:

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I... wha— nah, nevermind. This is exactly the kind of thing I would expect from you. :rainbowlaugh:


And you're exactly right to expect this from me! :twilightsmile:

I'll do something legit one of these days! Just, y'know, maybe not today. Or-or this week.
Or this year.

Are you dead? I don't see an A/N, but it says there is an A/N.

EDIT: AAH! You got me. :twilightblush:

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