None, I cleaned it immediately.
Just because there wasn’t anything in there doesn’t mean it was clean, though.
It was tainted by the unholy memory of your sick little two pony orgy of chaos.
IT WAS NOT AN ORGY OF…
STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM STARBUCK. HE’S MY MAYONAISSE MACHINE.
((I’M DYING OF LAUGHTER))
If Typewryter is in any way accurate in his assessment, it sounds like there’s more than enough mayonnaise to fill both our sandwiches.
None, I cleaned it immediately.
Just because there wasn’t anything in there doesn’t mean it was clean, though.
It was tainted by the unholy memory of your sick little two pony orgy of chaos.
IT WAS NOT AN ORGY OF CHAOS.
YOUR BOYFRIEND PAINTED MY DAMN CEILING WHITE!
THERE WAS ENOUGH WHITE ON THE MIRROR TO KEEP LINDSHAY LOHAN SUSTAINED FOR A MONTH! THE FLOOR LOOKED LIKE THE AFTERMATH OF A BLIZZARD! STARBUCK IS A DAMNED MUTANT!
Oh, really? Interesting…
(Arcel)
Licks his lips, wings unfurling a bit in anticipation(not fully, no wing boner), he looked to her and smiled wide, “Yes! It is a very handy arrangement you have set up Nightmare, I applaud you,” nods and uses magic to pull a chair out for her first, bowing head.
Nightmare Moon sits down. “Thank you. Enjoy!”
((ooc: I don’t think the word quaint is particularly British. Here where I am (northeast United States) it’s used, though generally in a derogatory manner.))
(Arcel)
Smiles widely, almost seems like a kid for a moment, “French Toast and Apple Syrup!” he says with glee, then blushs and looks down, “… I… I mean if that isn’t to much trouble…” kicks floor lightly, a bit embarissed.
“No trouble at all.” Her horn glows for a moment, and a big plate of french toast and a bottle of apple syrup pop into being in the middle of the table.
“Since I’ve been doing this so often, I’ve arranged an account at several of the better caterers in Equestria. Any food that mysteriously vanishes leaving behind a credit slip is charged to Our accounts. Handy, isn’t it?"
HA! Vindicated! Our research was correct!
((ooc: Amy Keating Rogers was the writer for “The Best Night Ever”. Apparently this was already public when I wrote Blueblood’s rating, but I hadn’t heard about it. I really was just guessing that Blueblood was just some noble and not actually related to Celestia.))
(You don’t follow Twilight I take it XD, Section 12 is apart of his bag of tricks with illusions… the sensual/intimate illusions XD)
(Arcel)
Grinned a bit, “I would rather enjoy that, it is great idea, and it would probably attract more people to the town… also, it would provide competition to the one in Ponyville, and competition is good for the economy,” he said with delight, “… though yours would also have the advantage of special night treatments I suppose,” he nodded, trotting with her now slowly towards the dining room.
“Yes, and We’ll look through Our books for secret lost herbal recipes or massage techniques, so We can offer things that can’t be found anywhere else.”
They arrive at the dining room.
“What do you want for breakfast. The party pretty well drained the castle’s larder, but one of the advantages of being able to teleport is that you can always get something delivered immediately.”
((ooc: I do, but I follow way too many ponies, so I must have missed it in the post floods.))
