Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

It had been bad enough to wake up as a pony. Now Topher was realizing that his hooves made it impossible to play video games. Video games. IT WAS KILLING HIM. He stomped around on the controllers, trying to figure out a system, but his tiny character just kept getting blasted with fire that he could have avoided if he had had opposable thumbs,

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[hoorayimrich]

"I'm a pony!" Yes, Tony. People could see that.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher, for his part, feigned shock in as sarcastic a voice as any human could manage.

"OH MY GOD!" he yelled. "YOU ARE? Are you sure?"

[hoorayimrich]

"You're not in any position to be sarcastic about this," Tony decided after a moment. "Horn and wings."

[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah, but for future reference? Describing your appearance to people who can see you, not so much of a big surprise."

[hoorayimrich]

"I didn't see you down there," Tony admitted. "Maybe if you stood on a couch, though..."

[dollpocalypse]

MEAN.

"Hey," Topher protested. "'s not my fault the video games don't work." Or, more accurately, that he couldn't work them. "This was a perfectly normal expression of frustration."

[hoorayimrich]

"With fluttery wings?"

[dollpocalypse]

"At least my tail isn't shaped like a Japanese fan!" he shot back. "And what's that on your chest, a sheriff's badge? Please."

Someone got defensive when he was irritated, oh yes.

[hoorayimrich]

Tony looked down at his chest, just noticing the reactor was still there.

Well. That sucked.

"Something like that," he said quickly. "And my tail is neatly in order. Not like yours."

ARGUE TAILS, BOYS. THAT WAS NORMAL.

[dollpocalypse]

SO NORMAL. More normal than scaring each other with porn and bad music, anyway.

"You don't even have wings!" Topher exclaimed, like that proved his point. "And my tail is awesome. Plus it's a color found in nature, Mr. Fire Engine Red."

[hoorayimrich]

"You're also blue," Tony pointed out. In case Topher hadn't noticed.

[dollpocalypse]

"Blue is found in nature!" he defended. "Like, hello, the water."

He flailed for something to say, then settled on, "Your eyes are shaped weird!"

And the immaturity contest continued.

[hoorayimrich]

"Ponies and people aren't blue." Unless you were talking about alternate versions of Warren.

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh yeah? What about Ramona? She was a blue chick!"

TAKE THAT, TONY. GOD.

"And who's ever heard of a yellow pony? Blonde, sure, but..."

[hoorayimrich]

"It's gold-ish!" And Tony was very fond of his colors, thank you.

[dollpocalypse]

Psh. Yeah, RIGHT.

"Gold-ish? Yeah, right. More like... mustard!"

Oh, no, he di-in't!