There's already a lot of traits of a fairy tale in your life: 1. You came from a poor background. 2. You have have a magical fairy (Read: Unicorn Filly) who brought improvement to your life. 3. You've slept in a bear's bed. 4. There's magic. 5. Somehow it's encouraging middle class social values (Okay, I pulled that one out of hammer space.) So see, your life is already a fairy tale.
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Now I can’t stop imagining Boscov wearing a full suit of undersized armor.
I keep hoping for you... hoping for that fairy tale ending that you deserve...
Maybe I’m getting a little closer.
But one step at a time.
I'm sorry... I just wanted to help you feel better, but I guess sometimes I can't do that...
Not every problem has a happy ending, Strawberry.
Thank you for trying, though.
Well, those people must be way out of their minds cause your awesome and they lost out.
While a positive way of looking at things, it doesn’t change the fact that one less school means one less place offering me work if I can’t find it elsewhere.
There is no silver-lining to this.
At first I didn't understand but let me see if I can understand it. You still have your job, as a teacher, but you just aren't going to teach at that primary school?
Right. There’s plenty of schools in the area. This wasn’t even a school in Ponyville.
I kinda over heard about what happened... I hope you find a new job soon, I think your a great teacher. You taught me a lot about being a good friend even before you got that job. Have a nice sleep Lyra!
Oh no! I didn’t lose my job! I’m just not allowed back at that particular primary school!
It’ll just make it slightly harder to find work.
Hey Lyra, how are you today?
I’m alright. Little tired though. I think I’m going back to sleep.
Cook the two ponies unless they tell you where the Magical Ring is at! It's either you or them!
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You violently spin around and start yelling at Princess and Namy! They know where the Magical Ring is, and you demand they tell you!
Namy takes a few steps back, but Princess rolls her eyes and walks on by you. She’s evidently getting tired of you. You get the feeling she doesn’t believe the Multiple Personality Disorder ruse either.
You ask the two if either of them have seen a locked door anywhere, though you don’t say why. They shake their heads.
You wisely decide to let that second thought slip on by. Neither of them seem the type, and you don’t want to get in trouble.
Oh. Would you... would you like to talk about it? Given that it's kind of old news though, you've probably talked enough about it with everypony else...
Sorry. Went to bed before I saw this.
It’s… Well. The main part is sort of… Well, not resolved, but I feel better about it anyway.
That’s nice that you wanted to talk about it, though!
Better? Wait, did something happen?
That last two days haven’t been so good for me.
But sitting here with Boscov; this makes up for it.
I’m better.
I’m… I’m drinking tea with someone I love.
abandon whatever weapon you may have picked up, you are a peaceful pony, everything can be handled just by talking about it. also you aren't a griffon.
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You look the weapon over again with a frown. The talons on the end are just as sharp as a griffon’s, only much stronger. Factor in your advanced strength and you wouldn’t even have to try to kill somepony with this. You weren’t really thinking of using this as a weapon, were you? How could you live with yourself if you ended somepony’s life?
And yet…
You don’t have to use it as a weapon. The claws are stationary; maybe you could use it to scale walls, or cut rope. You’re reluctant to abandon the object entirely, as it could be used as a simple tool.
