mylittlejamjar | [Visual]

Entry tags:

[Visual]

[The feed opens up on a unicorn levitating a rock. Generally speaking, there's nothing all that remarkable about this, but the pony in question is focusing hard on keeping it up there. It falls to the ground eventually, and he gives a huff of irritation. There's undoubtedly some questions being raised here, like "Why is this pony in a cave," and "Why does he look like he hasn't seen a shower in three weeks?" Chromedome doesn't even acknowledge either of those things, instead choosing to say:]

I've recently discovered that I can do things with this growth on my head. Is there any way I can improve my ability to do things with this growth on my head? If anyone's willing to teach me, I promise that I'm a decently good student. My name's Chromedome, in case anyone is curious.

Also Brainstorm: Stop leaving your trash lying around, somepony might trip on them.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

...

I... I don't like how the water feels on my skin, okay?

But...you're covered in fur!

...Aren't you?

I don't like how it feels on my fur then!

[WOW SOMEONE'S PICKY GAWD.]

So what are you, the cleanliness police?

[There's a gasp his his paws begin to squeeze his cheeks.]

I could be!!

[That would be, like, the best job ever. He'll need to look into it...]

But you seriously look really grody, it's kinda embearassing, I feel gross just lookin' at you. Aren't you worried you're gonna get sick?

How about you mind your own business and we can all go on with our lives.

[He DOES feel really grimy though. But he also doesn't like water. This is a tough situation to be in.]

I can't, it's my first day on the job!

[You know, the job that was just made up ten seconds ago...]

At least get one of those lemony fresh wipes and give yourself a good scrub. Maybe it'll hide the smell...

...

No. You can't make me.

[He stomps his hoof in defiance.]

So there.

[This defiance only gives him more ideas. Teddie didn't even consider making anyone do anything via force.]

Make you, huh?

In this case I might have to use my...bear hands.

...What?

[THAT SOUNDED LIKE A PUN.]

You wouldn't actually...?

As honorary cleanliness pawlice, it's my sworn duty!

You better prebear yourself for the scrubbing of a lifetime, buster.

[What the hell is a pun?]

Okay. Okay fine, I give in.

I'll go take a bath, if that'll get you to not come anywhere near me.

Fine by me! I don't think I could bear the smell anyhow.

[Wow, he is on a roll today.]

BUT I'm gonna want proof.

[FRAG.

He thought he had him.]

...What kind of proof?

Just give me a call when you're all done and show me your brand new silky soft fuzzy fur!

Or I'm gonna crash in and make it happen myself.

You and Ultra Magnus would make such a good pair.

[That's a bit of sarcasm by the way.]

I promise to get my fur all clean and all that. But first, you'll have to explain to me how to do that. I'm betting that jumping in a stream isn't enough.

You'll have to forgive me, but I'm already spoken for~

[That's what a good pair means, right?]

All you gotta do is get a good shampoo and give yourself a scrub down! Maybe even a conditioner for extra shine... OH! And you can never have too much styling gel.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only