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  1. Thorn looked at the group. "I suppose I must answer Miss Liviel first. She is the owner of the Bistro B&B hotel, a chain of such combined coffee shops and bed and breakfasts or hotels across Equestria. She is currently in Baltimare overseeing the arrival of a shipment of special coffee beans from Zebreca, where they will be roasted and coated in egg white for freshness after she approves the shipment, and sent to all her bistros and hotels. She will be back in a day or two... much to Doc's likely relief." he adds with a wink. He blushed sheepishly at Dusty "And yes, I was spying on you, "Snow". She is doing quite well and will want to hear from you when she returns." The donkey offers a wry smile to the diamond dog "I'm afraid you will not get as much enjoyment from the salt as we do. You can also get cider here if you prefer."
  2. Thorn rolled his eyes in chagrin. He hoped he would go unnoticed for a while longer. Sighing, the dapper donkey straightened his Mild West black string tie and stepped out into the light. "Good day to you Sherrif, Doc, and Louise. Also to you "Snow" and.. Miss.. Liviel, was it?" The brown Jack accepted the seat with a polite nod "Thank you, Miss." He sat down, picking up a salt block thoughtfully, rolling it between his hooves as he looked at Dusty "How have you been?"
  3. Thorn raised an eyebrow at the teasing of the Doc being in love with Madam Bistro, thinking that was a new twist. Perhaps a welcome distraction from Dusty if she gets all out of sorts over Dusty's return? His ears went up high, taking in every word from Dusty... yes it was indeed him! -And "his Mare" looking after them with her clan? Oh, Mistress might be very upset, or she might even be relieved, he wont know until she hears the news. Thorn stayed quiet as he followed, waiting for a chance to get Dusty aside or to hear more.
  4. Thorn had watched as the visitors had come in with the regular crowd of the Sherrif and his friends. It was who had come with them that startled him. The dapper brown donkey waited until they had left, and turned to one of the cashiers "Watch the place while I am gone for a few minutes. Madam Bistro will want me to be sure of what I saw." He trotted out and shadowed the group until he could trot up closer to the large stallion from behind, intending to take him aside for a private chat, then paused when he heard the Diamond Dog's question. Yes, Bistro might want to hear about that part....
  5. Well, hello there! Blast from the past. Glad you were able to log in after all this time!7

  6. oh boy! the Hoss is back! <3

  7. Since I have not gotten a reply yet, let me rephrase my Q; Despite my ability to draw these for myself, I have art of my characters, done by other artists as gifts and trades. am I allowed to post those in my gallery as long as I state who did the art for me?
  8. Just after he set Cloud chaser to try an pin down his dragonized brother, a tough green mare ran up and stomped on his brothers foot and the Professor tossed in the cure. Flim's small wings buzzed in excitement as his brother shrank back to normal. [colour=#ffa500]"Brother Flam! Huzzah!"[/colour] He trotted over to hug his mustache-bearing brother[colour=#ffa500] "Brother Flam! It is glad I am to see you back to your normal self! And back to good health!"[/colour] With a pained expression, he rose up on his hind legs and waved at the affected ponies [colour=#ffa500]"Come one! Come all! Professor Krashkop and Miss Zecora have cures for you all."[/colour] He looked to the professor and the zebra hopefully[colour=#ffa500] "I dont suppose you can cure Cloudchaser's giant size and just leave her new, magnificent loquaciousness?..."[/colour] Then, with a pained expression, he looked at the crowd [colour=#ffa500]"And...and we will *gulp* give... full refunds..."[/colour]
  9. Flim was doing brisk business selling telescopes as long as the supply he and Flam made hold out. Nervously, he kept craning his head to see where his brother was off to, heading toward some saloon with that Pegasus dame.[colour=#ff8c00] "I really hope you come back soon, dear brother. I dont think I can make more telescopes without you..."[/colour] Since his attention was on his brother, he missed seeing Lightning Horn sneak out and hide behind a wooden trash barrel nearby. Meanwhile, in the bistro, Hoss looked at the others [colour=#000080]"All right, how do we go about disguising me? a Stetson and serape cape like in your novels? Coal dust or chalk on my hide?[/colour] Madam Bistro smiled at the group. [colour=#800000]"The contents of my Make up kit and my expertise are at your disposal, you two."[/colour] And, over in the saloon... Shanna stifled a giggle at the jittery fidgiting of the dapper unicorn, [colour=#008080]"Maybe a drink, Dear Flam. I've never had a salt block before and I dont know how it would affect me..." [/colour]
  10. Is it still okay to post art of my OCs by others as long as the artists are creditied with their work, as I have done once before in my Gallery?
  11. Flim chuckled as he listened to Reno admit fillies dont' have cooties and actually has a filly friend. He did his best to look innocent at the icy glare from the waitress when she dropped off the meals.[colour=#ffa500] "I for one am glad to hear that Reno. What Pony type is Ruby Pinch? A unicorn like your dashing uncles? An Earth Pony like your side of the family? A Pegasus perchance? I promise we will not say a word to that silly "Foal Free Press" that caused so much trouble recently..."[/colour] And he meant it after they became the target of an entire issue... He looked thoughtful as he ate, offering the sampler platter for Reno to pick from. [colour=#ffa500]"By the way, how is schooling going for you now that you arent traveling as much?[/colour]
  12. (OOC: sorry it took a while to do this post. about a 3rd of the posts contradict each other and I had to figure out which was right...) (Posted Jan 9)"...Climbing into the vat with the other two colts, Snips watched as Remington decimated several apples, then suddenly dropped into sleep again. He was getting used to the pegasus' quirk now, but he still rolled his eyes.His breath caught when he noticed Remington's unconscious form began to slide toward the drain in the center of the vat. Snails had bumped the colt away for a moment, but Remington was still heading for the hole. Snips tried to reach out with his magic and grab the pegasus, but nothing happened. Rushing forward, he grabbed the red colt's tail in his teeth. "Shnails!" he shouted though his teeth, "Gif me uh hoof!!" Snails whinnied as his eyes went wide [colour=#daa520]"Yipes! On muh way, Snips!"[/colour] and gallumphed through the apples squishing underhoof as he helped grab onto the sleeping pegasus by a wing. Hopefully before they could slip any further toward the drain. He spotted Zecora nearby and waved an orangey hoof fratically at her. Fortunately for all three of them, Zecora noticed and lent a hoof.. or a mouth anyway... (Posted Jan 1) "...Zecora noticed the pony that fell asleep while working (in the apple vat) "Goodness me! This cannot be" She tsked moving her head down, grabbing the sleeping Remmington by the scruff and gently pulled him out and away from the drain, once he was secure and resting nicely on a sack of burlap sacks...Zecora noticed another problem! The wheel going fast and flying filly projectiles of DOOM!.." Now that the drain crisis was over, Snails looked around and saw the giant hampster wheel at the next station of the machine was spinning faster and faster![colour=#daa520] "Oh my Gosh! Look out Snips!" [/colour] Some of their class mates were being launched from the side of the wheel to land in comical, dizzy heaps, so far without any injury, but if it gts any faster... Cheerilee returned, along with Apple Bumpkin and all three adults tried to get in and stop the spin. [colour=#daa520]"Yay! They're gonna stop this crazy thing... and ,....ummm okay, they aint..."[/colour] as the adults tumbled around with the foals. Sparks shot out of Snails' horn as he tried to think of something. The wheel was slowing down but not fast enough. Maybe something jamming the wheel lke he did on accident last week helping out on the "Foal Free Press"? Seeing a wooden bucket near the hopper they were in, he picked up the bucket by its rope handle and swung it to land between the wheel and the machine body acting like a brake. [colour=#daa520]"Um Ah was aiming ta put it under th' wheel, but that works huh? Lets throw another couple buckets Snips!"[/colour] Between their efforts and that of the adults, the wheel stopped and Snails hopped out to pull out the buckets. the first one had a scorch mark from the friction of the wheel and machine wall. [colour=#daa520]"Lookit this!"[/colour] (Posted Jan 24) "...Shivering, he backed away from the belt without checking his surroundings and fell into the vat! "Aaaaah!", he yelled as he fell and landed on Remington and Snips with a small grunt of pain. He then rolled off and into the mix of apples with a splash, stunned by the impact..." Snails looked back into the vat[colour=#daa520] "Gosh! Ya okay there Timid? How about you Snips?"[/colour] (posted Jan 24)"..Apple Bumpkin looked on it a hint of horror as she saw Remington, Snips, and Snails all heading towards the center of the vat. Surely they knew that was where the drain was. Bumpkin quickly made her way up there and with the help of Snips pulled Remington out of the vat, a little too forceful she ended up pulling the other two ponies out with her as even her herself fell out of the vat. Landing smack dab on Cheerilee, their muzzles very close. Bumpkin closed her eyes as she braced for impact but having landed on something soft other then the ground she gasped and opened her eyes, blush streaking everywhere and her eyes widening as she just laid there not knowing what to do. " 'Ah hope all them foals are safe, is anypony hurt?" She muttered from her position atop Cheerilee. " 'Ah can go get the med kit should anypony have some scrapes or bruises." She wanted to make sure that Cheerilee herself didn't have to care for the foals as much hoping that it would lighten her load as a teacher and get her to relax a bit..." Snails yelped as Apple Bumpkin tumbled back over him and Remington with Snips in her hooves, and landing on Miz Cheerilee in a pose that made him turn away with a blush. It didnt help that Snips had landed right on Miz Cheerilee too. [colour=#daa520]"Um... Sorry there Miz Bumpkin, Miz Cheerilee... Didnt mean ta trip ya..."[/colour] "...Scrambling to the floor, Snips turned and saw the prone form of his teacher on the ground. "Ohmygosh! Miss Cheerilee are you ok?" he asked the mare, trying to hide a blush that was staining his cheeks. "Where's Remington?" Snails waved his hoof at Snips and pointed. [colour=#daa520]"He's over here where Miz Zecora put him. Ya all tripped on me and him both."[/colour] Snails suddenly yelped as it was brought to his attention by screaming fillies that Timid had not been pulled out by Apple Bumpkin after all, and Haywire jumped right in after him with her bigger sis on the end of the line to pull her out. In moments, Timid was rescued, but the force sent Miz Cheerilee into a stack of Apple juice jugs, and now she looked ready to cry. Snips was also drawn to hug the teacher like the others in the class. "[colour=#daa520]We're all so sorry, Ma'am. Things jes seem ta happen in this class, but Ah helped stop th' wheel at least..."[/colour]
  13. In the space of a week, the Green Pastures has gained three new herdmembers. I had not reported on the first yet because it was so disheartening. Now I must report on that and the next grevious loss to the Mini herd. Last week, Autumn foaled unexpectedly. It was two months early or we would have been paying attention... The foal was stillborn. Now her mother, Blueberry, foaled this morning. She foaled in the shed we just rebuilt into a run-in shelter and somehow managed to smash her leg through the wall and get stuck. They...died. She was our rescue pony, abused by her first owner and never letting anyone near her until recently. She would scream like a little girl if she was touched, but that was getting rarer and rarer. She was our little Fluttershy... Epona bless and watch over them.
  14. Miss Caramel Bistro sipped her coffee, taking demure glances at her dancing guest as he also took a break. She tried to keep her glances subtle as she wondered how he was holding up to the dancing. Could she help break him from his shell? The cracks were already showing just from the way he presented the town to the businessmare from Stalliongrad, and she hoped to lever them open the rest of the way. It certainly helped she was too wealthy to be a gold digger, unlike some of the mares that had tried to throw themselves at him in the newspapers. Suddenly Maximilian moved closer, taking a deep breath. A tremor ran down her back in anticipation, wondering if he was finally comfortable enough to make a move. The touch of his hoof on her shoulder and then her mane was a definite answer as he thanked her. He heart leapt in joy and she forced herself to keep it to only a smile, to encourage his talking a lead. And truth be told, that felt really good... She set her coffee down to keep the pleased shivers from showing in how she handles her cup. [colour=#800000]"You are welcome, kind sir. I believe I am ready when you lead the dance."[/colour]
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