Post by mystery on Jul 30, 2006 22:44:37 GMT -5
Teal walked in the cafe and sat on a table, sneezing quietly. Just a sneeze, nothing to worry about; but she had seen so many sick ponies lately, maybe it was serious?
ooc: Sorry it's such a short post, but I can't think of anything at all to say.
ooc: Sorry it's such a short post, but I can't think of anything at all to say.
Myst and Flame entered the cafe. The dance lesson hadn't amounted to much, but it didn't really matter. Myst sniffed loudly. Flame giggled.
Yes, go ahead and laugh at other people's misery, Flame, by all means...
Then he stopped suddenly. His eyes went wide. Myst looked at him. Then she followed his gaze toward the menu. "Oh, no no no no no! Absolutely not!"
She had hoped that the recipe for that drink hadn't made it's way to Ponyville. It wasn't alcoholic, but certain sweeteners in it more than made up for that... of course, she had originally been the one to make it up, but still...
How was I to know that it would become so popular!? It was supposed to be a PRANK, darnit!
Flame started giggling insanely.
"No," Myst said.
"C'mon, it's really, really good! Pleeeeeaaase?" Flame looked at her with alarmingly large puppy eyes.
"Flattery will get you no where," she said in what she hoped was a deadpan tone. "Let's find a... table... oh come on."
There were no empty tables. She looked around for the next best thing, and spotted it.
"Hi, can we, uh, sit here?" Myst asked a green-ish pony sitting by herself.
Yes, go ahead and laugh at other people's misery, Flame, by all means...
Then he stopped suddenly. His eyes went wide. Myst looked at him. Then she followed his gaze toward the menu. "Oh, no no no no no! Absolutely not!"
She had hoped that the recipe for that drink hadn't made it's way to Ponyville. It wasn't alcoholic, but certain sweeteners in it more than made up for that... of course, she had originally been the one to make it up, but still...
How was I to know that it would become so popular!? It was supposed to be a PRANK, darnit!
Flame started giggling insanely.
"No," Myst said.
"C'mon, it's really, really good! Pleeeeeaaase?" Flame looked at her with alarmingly large puppy eyes.
"Flattery will get you no where," she said in what she hoped was a deadpan tone. "Let's find a... table... oh come on."
There were no empty tables. She looked around for the next best thing, and spotted it.
"Hi, can we, uh, sit here?" Myst asked a green-ish pony sitting by herself.
"Wha-?" she said, quickly looking up. "Yeah, of course!!" She smiled, watching the 2 ponies sit.
"Thanks," Myst said, while aiming a sharp look at Flame. Flame saw it, and started giggling even more. Myst rolled her eyes. She asked the other pony her name, and then, just as she finished her sentence...
"Okay, three cloud sodas coming up!" said a passing waitress to Flame. Myst grimaced.
"Flame! You sneaky little..."
"I learned from the best," Flame smirked.
"Ugh," Myst put a hoof to her forehead. Then she looked at the other pony again.
"Oh, sorry about that," she said, laughing nervously.