Metal boxes?

I’m an orphan that was found abandoned. That’s more than likely the case.

If you want to make fun of me, fine. But anymore posts like this are getting deleted without question.

Yes. Believe it or not, I can edit things based on context alone. You don’t even technically have to use a swear.

How do you like them apples?

Levitate a stylus. My manedroid didn’t come with one, but I improvised.

I try not to discriminate based on species. Anyone is capable of treating all creatures with compassion and respect, and anyone is capable of disregarding that as well.

I’m having to make a marked effort to not say anypony.

Thanks. I really care about him.

That’s something to ask a composer. I just play the music. But if it sounds good, I’m alright with it.

Grunge and jazz are fun genres because you can do all sorts of craziness with note sequence and it still sound good!

The scale depends on the piece. If I’m just messing around I’ll be at C major.

I’ll admit, I approached him first, but it was only to confirm that he liked me, which I pieced together from his behavior. After that I agreed to give it a shot; glad I did.

So, pretty sure, yeah.

Ugh…

You know what? Ask one of the Lunas about it.

The situation was resolved, I don’t know why you brought it up again anyway.

It’s alright.

Studying magic and teleporting in front of me, scaring the crap out of me and making me spill coffee all over myself has nothing to do with the price of cheese on the moon.

Well, let’s see.

The job I had as an atmospheric musician there was only a trial thing. The trial ended around the time I came to Ponyville.

Most of the ponies in Canterlot’s upper-end think they’re above working at a lot of places, so maybe I could have gotten a job as a grocer, a fast food attendant, or a floormare at a department store.

Thanks.

[omitted] of a day. Things going alright here?

No. I think he was looking out for him. Don’t know why. Me and Strawberry are cool. I was a little upset yesterday, but I’m alright now.