Decent ponies shouldn’t think to much about such things.
If you do ever find any, give it to Us so We can dispose of it properly.
Ponder: Ugh… we’re not getting anywhere. I know that that blue door could vanquish me! So, I’m playing my cards right and letting you decide on the ultimatum here, where it’s safe. I could make the decision for you…
Philemon: Very well. I must do what is best for my patients in all instances. I will select another host for you. I choose… myself.
Well, We could set up some kind of asteroid penal colony system. Or, We could build some sort of undersea prison facility.
Ponder: Ponder is mine, whelp. Anywhere you go with him, I will be there. I will stay in him until you choose to let me take something from Ponder or let me choose another host. If you try to evict me, I’ll just make the choice myself. Plus, if you wanted to speak to Ponder, it’s useless. I can just control whatever he says. And, his mind has been corrupted so much that me temporarily leaving him wouldn’t do you any good.
Philemon: Then there’ll be no harm in letting him step through that door, will there?
Well, We know how young unicorns sometimes get mixed up in old, ill-advised magics, and your horn regrowth formula sounded similar to something We know about that can be very dangerous in the wrong hooves. But if you’re sure you didn’t use any machines to ‘extract’ anything from anything, and that you didn’t use any old bottles filled with a thick, metallic green substance, you should be fine.
We rarely have time to read purely for enjoyment, but We do like a good book when We get the chance.
We especially liked that comedy series put out by that Snicket fellow. Most amusing, most amusing.
Yes. Isn’t it… ‘wonderful’.
Certainly. We’d like to add to Our collection of your people’s art.
So there weren’t any… extracts required? No unusual ingredients? Say, like, something found in old unlabelled bottles?
Ponder: I don’t think you listened. Perhaps you do not want to talk to Zalgo? Anyways, this is Zalgo speaking, but I’m using Ponder as a puppet. You see, in his incredibly weakened state of being horribly injured and in his inner subconscious. Now then, I’ll make my demands simple for you. Either give me another pony to take as a host or let me take something from Ponder as cost for me residing in him. I’ll let you choose.
Philemon: I was addressing Ponder, not Zalgo. But if you’re so intent on intruding, I suppose you can come as well. *He gestures towards the blue door.* Step inside. Or are you afraid of what you might find on the other side?
