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Bolt walked over. He hugged her and rubbed her shoulders comfortingly. "It's alright, Xeno. You don't have to be nervous anymore...It's making me...
(Pretty) Bolt laughed. "Anything I can do for you?" He asked, dreading an answer.
(Roan...is that a color? I'm art stupid.) Bolt smiled. "Sorry." He said
(What color is her mane, brighter grey?) Bolt kissed her on the cheek. "I love seeing you like this, but you're uncomfortable...so go ahead and...
Bolt saw the palace he had so intricately designed in ruins. He fell to the ground, a shockwave of heated air fanning from him. He sat up, pieces...
Bolt gazed upon her sleek, gray body and once again fell into awe. He walked over and hugged her. "How the buck are you so beautiful?" He asked in...
"I really do...you're the most beautiful mare I've ever seen..." He said, wings flapping nervously.
"I'm gonna go rinse off." Bolt said, listening and hearing the shower. Pinkie dragged him to the tub and put him in, then ran off to get the...
"With your looks, they don't deserve to." Bolt flirted. "I probably don't either." He sighed
"Which one?" Bolt asked
"Well don't make it creepy!" He moaned.
Bolt felt nothing. "I'm going back to the castle. Come on." He said to Flitter and Star.
"I want to see you...all of you. I've only seen parts of your beauty at a time." He admitted, digging a hoof into the ground.
"Awesome." Bolt said. "What do you wanna do?" He asked her.
"Eww she licked my neck!" Bolt yelled. Pinkie was polishing him of all frosting. Bolt hated it.
"Hmm...how about...lava surfing? Or shadow surfing, whichever." Bolt asked.
Bolt summoned Sombra to a Royal contest. It was not rejectable. It was priority. Waiting meant forfeit and then Bolt won that way. "Bring it,...
"If we went out and kicked something's ass together, would that change your opinion of me?" Bolt asked curiously.
"I'm crazy for you because of it!" Bolt exclaimed.
"So...are we dating now?" Bolt asked upon landing.
