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Narrowleaf's eyes began to glow. "I... I have an idea." He said, looking off into the distance. "It's a bit risky, though..."
MY RP. NO TOUCH. Isn't there a Fallout MLP Fan-Fic?
Narrowleaf sat next to Brisk. "It's alright... Don't worry." He said. Willow sobbed and ran over. She attempted to hug Brisk.
Willow ran behind Narrowleaf. "R-Really..?" She whimpered. "It's okay, Willow..." He said, smiling. "I'm scared of changelings, too."
Willow sat down. "They eat love from ponies and are buggies." She replied. Narrowleaf sighed and took a step back.
"Yes, mommy..?" Willow replied, waiting for an answer.
*One thing at a time. Maybe... Changeling. That's more important.* He responded. "Willow... There's something we need to tell you..." Narrowleaf...
*If you want to tell her.* Narrowleaf replied, also using telepathy.
Willow blinked. "I don't get it.." She replied. "Willow... Your..." Narrowleaf said, before stopping and shaking his head.
Narrowleaf sighed. "So you can't transform at all, love?" He asked. "T-Trans...form?" Willow mumbled, curious.
"Nothin'... I'm okay now." He replied. "...Mornin', Willow." "What happened last night?" She asked.
Narrowleaf let out a deep sigh, eyes glowing. "Y-Yes... Master..." He groaned. "Hi... Ma... Daddy..." Willow mumbled in reply.
"And if y-you do g-go... I'll come j-join you." He replied.
Narrowleaf began to tremble. "Y-You're not gonna leave me, r-right..?" He murmured.
(I know that. I meant to ask if she was in changeling-ghost form. Because she's the ghost of a changeling. ...Or whatever.) He sighed. "Oh... Why...
"I... Oh... Brisk, I..." He murmured. (Wait, so Brisk is in changeling form right now?)
"Into what exactly?" Narrowleaf asked.
"C'Mon. Spit it out." Narrowleaf said, smiling.
"Can't do what?" Narrowleaf asked, curiously.
Alrighty then. It might be a while before it actually starts.
