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"MUST...CONSUME..." Narrowleaf grunted, sending thousands of tounges at the orb. "C-CONSUME...!" He was now pulling the orb using the ink pillars.
I see what you did there...
Name- Brother Libra Age- 13 Race- Unicorn Occupation- Priest Appearance- White coat, short yellow mane. C. Mark is a scale. Location- Ponyville...
(Bye then.) "She feels familiar... I think I remember her from somewhere." He replied.
"Just like we were born into slavery..."
"How a snob like her has a room like this amazes me.." Narrowleaf mumbled, stepping into the room.
"A letter? Better not read it. She'll be upset..." Narrowleaf replied, turning around.
(Got your names mixed RH. Regina's the slave. If I'm not mistaken.) "Right... Work..." Narrowleaf mumbled to himself, unsure where to start.
"Let's get to work then...." Narrowleaf mumbled. (Gonna see if this looks good...)
"She's a brat! Why would I have a crush on her?!" He asked, annoyed and embarrassed. "I think this is it.." He mumbled pointing at a pink door.
"They almost all are." Narrowleaf said with a sigh. "She is kinda c-" He stopped. "Nevermind..."
"Don't worry... I'm still me." Narrowleaf replied, sinking back into the armor.
"My plan earlier didn't work..." He mumbled. "Normally with this type you say mean stuff, and they drop your chains and run to tell their...
A demonic humannoid burst from the armor, cackling. "Lemmie help you gals out!" He snarled, slashing at the orb with massive claws. "DIEDIEDIE!!!"
Narrowleaf nodded, then ran upstairs. He had never been scared of a master like he does now.
"Well... I'm still made of ink. Like when I was a ghost. That's when I learned." He replied.
When the door slammed, Narrowleaf jumped back in fear. "Are we s-still supposed to clean y-your room..?" He asked.
"Oh..." Narrowleaf mumbled. He transforned into a suit of armor, then hopped on Brisk. "Kill it! I don't want to look at it!"
"Do we still have to clean your room, then?" Narrowleaf asked, hanging his head low.
Narrowleaf blinked. "Wh-where is it?" He asked, fearfully.
