“Lick my dirty hoof, sister, and maybe I’ll forgive you afterwards.”

PL: Sister! Look at this! Look at this hoof! This bare hoof! I am positively without my usual regalia! Never before have I felt so naked whilst I was still clothed!
 
PC: Luna, I do worry about you sometimes, you know that right?
 
PL: This-This hoof feels chilly and still I must admit that Mister Hoof The Second is quite agreeable in this odd state as opposed to his rather horrid attitude whilst confined to his metallic shoe prison of Loud and Clanking Steppington.
 
PL: This fine hoof speaks to me!
 
PC: How many drink did you have before arriving here, Luna?
 
PL: ’TIS NOT OF GREAT CONCERN THE NUMBER OF UMBRELLA DRINK GLASS THINGIES I HAVE CONSUMED UPON THIS OH HOLY OF NIGHTS BY FIRE LIGHT AND HEATED FLAME OF TREE BARKING IN THE NIGHT WHILE MY CAR ALARM WOULD STOP SOUNDING AWAKENING ALL OF CANTERLOT! MAYBE LIKE SEVEN OR TEEN I DO RECALL MAKING ANY COLLECT CALLS AND MY DATA ROAMING CHARGES ARE TERRORISTS SET UPON THE SANDS OF SPACE-TIME!

@Background Pony #9ECE  
“Marelet”.😂

You always think your better than me!

tfw some marelet is trying to talk to you but is too far away for you to hear her.

No U. >3<