Stupid Ideas That Pay Off

[blamemysister]

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

MY SECRET WORK IS COMPLETED!

And now...

[Luna throws off her towel in full pony glory as steam rises from a walled off area. There's a massive hoof-built structure with steam from the huge area bordering Sweet Apple Acres less used areas of land as she throws the doors open. Inside there's a huge walled area, some labeled Stallions, Mares, Mixed, Oversized.]

IT IS TIME TO PARTAKE IN THE FIRST PONYVILLE HOTSPRINGS! Come my faithful friends, let us bathe in its warming waters on the edge of the Whitetail Woods!

I simply must thank the good ponies at Canterlot Power and Electric for supplying the hook up to the power grid to empower the steam system.

COME HAVE A BALL! FIRST ONE INTO THE POOL!

[And she leaps in and comes out soaking wet with a laugh as the scroll floats to the side.]

Comments

[poolicide]

Uh...yeah I think that might be best...where's the springs?

[blamemysister]

Western edge of Whitetail, you can see the steam rising from the building.

[poolicide]

Whitetail...right.

[He really needs to pay more attention to where everything is. Cameron soon shows up though knocking with a tentative hoof.]

[blamemysister]

[The big double doors open as Luna stood there, a towel around her neck as she conferred with the workers before turning towards Cameron.]

Good, you came. Come, we will get you situated in the baths area.

[poolicide]

[Hold on a minute--well not literally as he's still going in.]

Area? As in not private?

[blamemysister]

Dear, there is nothing wrong with cleaning yourself in the rinse off area.

At least as long as you do not need help shampooing your fur.

[poolicide]

There is if I'm gonna be watched!

[blamemysister]

You have been cleaning yourself with a tongue. I am surprised you haven't come down sick with illness yet.

Do you need me to wrestle you into submission? We can do that. [She finished imperiously.]

[poolicide]

[No wait that sounds worse.]

Could you just...get me a blindfold or something?

[blamemysister]

You are covered in fur, dear. There is no shame in washing up in a tub with a grown mare old enough to be your grandmother fifty times over making sure you clean behind your ears.

[poolicide]

[He's an awkward dork, Luna, Cameron has 16 years of shame inside him.]

...when you say it like that...then yeah, you have a point.

[blamemysister]

[ Very awkward but at least her point went through. ]

Then come along, we'll get you washed up and you can have a soak in the hot springs.

[poolicide]

[Like a sad rag of a pony, Cameron lets himself get ushered through.]

Maybe the hot springs would clear my sinuses...

[blamemysister]

If you're sick too, then it will help. The steam will help.

[Giving him shampoo, she helped him to the mixed and sat Cameron down.] Go ahead. First you rinse, then lather, then rinse. And then rest in the springs.

[poolicide]

Thanks...

[Well it isn't so since he isn't a human. Cameron just has to close his eyes and slowly apply the the shampoo. With the same amount of blindness, he submerges to rinse. Just pretend everyone's a ghost...wait.]

[blamemysister]

[Well if it worked, she would be there to help him with a magically levitated wash cloth.]

Feeling better now?

[poolicide]

[He takes the cloth, rubbing himself off and wrapping around his horsey self. Old habits die hard ok.]

Yeah, but maybe we can see these hot springs, why not.

[blamemysister]

[ The door next to them lead outside, and there was a huge steaming pool of water. The smell of heated water was in the air, and the rest of the area was built with smooth rocks everywhere. ]

Go ahead and relax in the water. There's plenty of room.