XVII

[punsofiron]

[Bang.

Bang!

BANG!

Cambot just caught Liz crashing through the door of her room, breaking the door down and staggering in the air a moment before catching Cambot's eye.]

Where the hell is he?

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[milliondollarpipes]

[Harvey's somewhere between infuriated at being attacked like that and not even wanting to engage a pink puffball in an argument. He shuts his eyes and takes a few deep breaths before continuing - even he's pretty sure that anyone who curses at the pony is going to hell.]

I can't apologize to anyone while you're SITTING ON ME.

[punsofiron]

[And now it's just getting funny. She'll accept this as her revenge.]

You okay Harvey?

[milliondollarpipes]

[He just groans and lies back, eyes shut. He really should've taken some aspirin before he came down here.

Luckily, Pinkie hops off as Liz approaches.] Liz! I found him! See? [She leans in to loudly whisper to Harvey.] NOW you can apologize! Just don't do it again, okay? Breaking promises is just as bad as telling secrets, and you KNOW what they say about that~!

[And then she bounces off, waving to Liz as she goes. Harvey gets to his feet, dusting himself off.] ...I think I just got threatened by a pony.

[punsofiron]

Yup. Yup, I think you were.

[milliondollarpipes]

...great. [Harvey doesn't usually take threats lying down, but...it's a pink pony. So instead he's just gonna pretend like that never happened.]

So, anyway, Iron...that thing ain't gonna be a problem anymore. We took care of it.

[punsofiron]

Did you now.

[Naaaah she's not bitter at all.]

[milliondollarpipes]

Yeah... [He shifts a little uneasily.] ...look, I'm sorry about that, kid.

[He is. And he isn't. He'd do it again if he thought he had to, even with vague pony-related threats hanging over his head.]

[punsofiron]

I could have helped, you know.

[milliondollarpipes]

[He shrugs.] Yeah. Or it coulda gone south.

[punsofiron]

What the hell is that supposed to mean? You think I can't handle myself all of a sudden?

[milliondollarpipes]

It wasn't exactly an evil robot or somethin', kid. It took you down in about five seconds earlier!

[punsofiron]

And you're more qualified to take it on? Like it didn't take anyone else down in five seconds?

[milliondollarpipes]

You think I don't know that? It wouldn'tve done anyone any good if we both got ourselves killed.

[punsofiron]

Well at least I'd go out knowing I tried!

[milliondollarpipes]

That's great, kid, but you'd still be dead!

[punsofiron]

I don't care! I'd rather go down swinging then sit in a room doing nothing when my friends' lives are at stake!

[milliondollarpipes]

Yeah, and I'd rather -

[He breaks off, rubbing awkwardly at his temples with a wing. This is not productive, or easy on his migraine. Moreover, he doesn't have a leg to stand on, and he knew it even before they started.]

- you know what, fine. You're right.

[punsofiron]

[Her expression softens only a little. She at least hopes he's really getting it and he's not just saying that to shut her up.]

And you did promise.

[milliondollarpipes]

[He reflexively rolls his shoulders, still feeling where Pinkie slammed him into the floor.] Yeah. I heard.

[punsofiron]

[Yeah, she kinda wasn't expecting that one...]

[milliondollarpipes]

No worries, kid. I don't plan on crossin' that one again. [His tone is humorous, but he means it.]

[punsofiron]

I'll hold you to that.

[milliondollarpipes]

You do that, kid. [Shoulderpats, somehow, do not seem as effective when both parties have wings. And one is metal.]