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"Awesome." He put his hoof to her chest. "Now why don't you buy me a drink? Maya won't take my money."
"Didn't know magic was natural." He shrugged.
Asmodeus took the hoof and shook it. "Nice to meet you, Vinyl 2.0. Gotta tell me what kind of glue you use in your mane."
He tilted his head. "The buck are you on about?" Maya snickered. "Hey, Asmo." Azrael shook his head. "Saber Scratch, this is Asmodeus. He is...
Maya smiled. "That's actually a super good idea." An exact replica of Saber walked in and sat next to Saber with a grin. It spoke in a male voice,...
Dusty swung the trap door open. Inside was a dark living room with soft, red carpet, a big, black couch, a fireplace, a huge bookshelf, a grand...
Dusty spread his wings out and flew straight up, landing on the roof. He immediately spotted a trap door with a padlock. "Can you pick this?"
Dusty looked down at it. "Hop on. We need to fly."
"I'm just looking to see if you still have that board sitting around."
Dusty stumbled forward. "Ouch. You've broken my ass."
"Did you ever think Azrael was a normal pony?" Dusty shook his head and stopped just outside the door.
"Out the front. Knowing him, the only way in is through the roof." He started out of the throne room.
Dusty gave a pant and straightened himself up. "I do. We should check for Azrael's bedroom. I heard he had a lot of strange things."
"We can take him," Maya boasted. "We always find a way. Me, I'm too smart to stay down for long, Dusty's too stubborn, and Azrael's too tough....
(Well, your turn now.)
Dark.
Azrael tilted his head. "Lord Discord..?"
Azrael shrugged. "Oh, well. Dealing with Discord, I'm used to that."
