((It's almost 6am where I am and I made myself sad. Was showing my roommate some pony episodes because they were curious.
I just had a moment to reflect back on what the show meant to me back in the day. The fun I had with it. The parts of it that are now gone.))
*she takes flight and soars home, ready to warm up with @mlp_Chimie*
*happily whisks the bits into the register before following @mlp_starhammer out, leaving the night shift crew to their devices*
Have a good night! Fly safe! Lemme know if you need me to whap a monarch!
*she chuckles, then glances at the clock* Speaking of which, it's about time I went home and flopped.
One thing though... *she pulls over her tip jar, and using a pen scribbles*
"Leave a bit if @mlp_dark_king is a dummy"
There we go!
Oh, @mlp_Chimie is trouble as ever, but I love her. We've both been so busy that we mostly just flop on the couch at home then go back to work the next day.
Sombra? That gasbag? I thought we whapped him - twice! What's a third? *she spins the broom, pantomiming smacking an unseen foe on the head*
Surprised I didn't hear about this sooner.
*she frowns, and grabs a broom* Just point me in a direction and I'll whap whatever creature I find back to Tartarus.
*she bows back, and as she rises the coffee is fresh, cupped, lidded, and ready for @mlp_starhammer*
Oh? What kind of issues?
Ages, for sure! *she jokingly counts wingtip feathers* I'll have to see about getting me a horn; it'd be useful for the lunch rush.
What can I get ya tonight?
*the shop bell catches her attention. She ceases her assault against the wooden countertop, having polished away a layer of material off the top*
Good evening! Welcome to- *she catches sight of @mlp_starhammer* Goodness me, did I miss the alicorn promotional package?
*she's been so engrossed in work that things have been a fog recently, a sea of mental automation. She hasn't even made a meta comment in months!*


