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[Faint voices are heard in the distance as Cambot approaches his targets down on the launch deck.]

Thanks for hanging out with me, dudette. I dunno why everybody’s been tellin’ me to go away this week. [A wild 90S KID and PINKIE PIE appeared!]

Ehehehe...gee, I dunno! That’s really weird!

[Pinkie’s still got on the same hooded black Batmare costume that she’s been wearing all week, though she seems to have accessorized it with some bright pink nose clips. 90s Kid, meanwhile, is still dressed up in his own Pumaman costume, which is starting to look disheveled from being worn all week, and even Cambot seems hesitant to get too close.]

Anyway, you sure this is gonna work?

TOTALLY! I used to put up tire swings all the TIME back in Ponyville! It’ll be just like that, except without any trees!

[Uhhh...is that chain to the tire swing...rigged up to the sprinkler head?]

Hmmmm...

[Pinkie trots around the swing, inspecting it, and then belly-flops into the middle.]

You can sit on top, ‘cause you’re heavier!

Alright, here we go...! [90s Kid grabs the chain, starting to climb up. The tire wobbles uneasily as he tries to pull himself up, struggling to find his footing. He almost makes it to the top of the tire when...

Suddenly there is a resounding SNAP and a blare of fire alarms.]

Ohcrap--ACKPPBT!!! [90s Kid is suddenly overwhelmed by a cascade of water from the broken sprinkler and the feed goes to static]

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[There are no words. Only facepalms.]

[90s Kid flails in the water, splashing and thrashing]

Help! Help, I can't swim! I'm too young to die man!

[He's just sitting in the water that's probably only about waist-high.]

...kid. Stand up.

[...and he stops flailing.

And looks down.

And gets up.]

Uh. I knew that!

[The water DOES look like it's getting deeper though.]

Suuuure you did.

Think you can make it up to the next deck?

M-m-maybe?

[Okay that water is REALLY cold. And where the heck is the elevator again?]

[Siiiigh]

Cam, gimme a look around. [The Cambot turns a circle, coming back to face 90s Kid.] Alright, just head down that way and keep hold of the wall.

O-okay!

[He tries to find a handhold along the wall, pulling himself forward against the current]

[He stands and starts gathering up a few things, his Cambot following along behind him.]

I'll bring you a couple towels. The pony too, if she needs 'em - she still down there with you?

I th-th-think she f-floated that way...[shiver-point]

Ahhh, she'll be fine. [She can probably handle herself better than 90s Kid, really. Harvey sets off for the elevator, a couple towels slung over his arm.]

[Whatever happened to "in case of emergency, take stares?" Honestly. But eventually 90s Kid makes it, managing to get the elevator up not too horribly flooded with water. He shall meet Harvey on the next floor up, sopping wet and shivering - but significantly cleaner.]

[Harvey notices that the smell is gone as he gets closer, which is really the only reason he is getting closer. At least somethin' good came of this.]

Here. [He flings one towel around 90s Kid's shoulders, handing him the other to dry himself off with.] Geez, kid, you're shakin' like a leaf!

[90s Kid looks like he's going to answer that, or at least thank him for the towel, but--]

HA-choo!

[...yeah, that's all. He hugs the towel righter around his shoulders.]

Allllllright. [He reaches out to start guiding the kid down the hall, back towards his own room.] You better get in some dry clothes.

[He nods, huddling to Harvey for warmth.] Oh man, Gypsy's totally gonna k-kill Pinkie P-pie...

[Oh god, kid, he was avoiding contact for a reason, you're gettin' him all wet now!]

Pft, her? Nah. It ain't easy to stay mad at those ponies.

[But you're waaaaarm]

Yeah...I guess not...ah-CHOO!

[Yeah, and you really, really aren't. Harvey cringes away from the kid at that sneeze. Great, now he's gonna have to deal with this all week. He fishes a handkerchief out of his pocket and hands it over.]

The hell were you two even thinkin', tying the swing to that thing?

[He sniffles and dabs at his nose with the handkerchief.]

Hey, it was her idea, man. She said it'd work!

It might've, if it were just her.

[The weight thing is definitely a factor. But honestly he's seen that pony do enough weird things that he figures she can hang a swing from whatever she wants.]

[He just groans and shivers into his towel some more. Why do these awesome moments have to end with him getting hurt?]

[Siiiiiiiigh. Lucky they're already near his room. Harvey draws away, directing him to the door.]

Just go get changed, kid. C'mon down to the kitchen after, I'll make ya some warm soup.

[snuffle sniffle] O-ok.

[He leaves once 90s Kid's safe inside. True to his word, he can be found in the kitchen later, just about finishing up with a pot of chicken noodle by the time the kid shows up.]