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[punsofiron]

[Say hello to Liz's tail, everyone. Cambot is following behind her as she's walking down the hallway, seemingly in a huff. Something seems off about her...not just the bad mood radiating off of her, but it's almost like her pony self was drawn with a duller color pallet. Cambot picks up some speed, now hovering right by her side. After a second she notices him, turning and snorting agitatedly.]

Get out of my face.

[Cambot falls back, as if by surprise. Normally this would be the point where he leaves, but he continues to follow from behind again. She's in such a bad mood, he's worried! Would some music make her feel better?]

I said beat it!

[And WHAM, that's a hind hoof right in the lens, and static.]

Comments

[iamaman_punch]

Hey, half a century of Disney can't be wrong, right?

[He gets off of her and stands, offering her a hoof up.]

What happened to you anyway?

[punsofiron]

[She accepts the help, pulling herself back up on her hooves and shaking herself out.]

Discord. Turns out mythological tricksters with the body of five or more different animals can be real douchebags.