Fawn would not be too ashamed to admit that she was a coward; if the shoe fit, she might as well wear it. If being quiet and mostly staying out of the way, and doing as she was supposed to allowed her to just sort of shrink into the background and go mostly unnoticed, then she was a happy camper ( Read more... )

Any frustration Fawn may have felt about the island last night dissipated a little by the morning, and when she encountered the music system at work, she half expected to gain her frustration back. But she was pleased to discover that she had finally gotten the hang of the thing. When she went to play a CD, it didn't play the iPod instead. When ( Read more... )

Fawn was decidedly sulking today at work; she considered not even coming in at all, but figured that, in the long run, it was better to go and do something than stay in her room. Because she thought she would be glad to turn back into a human, but she realized that she was probably better off as a pony. As a pony, she was unique and odd, but she ( Read more... )

It still felt pretty spectacular to Fawn that she had a job; her sisters wouldn't even let her work at their video store back home yet, and, here she was, opening up a shop and expected to be in charge of the place for at least a good chunk of the day. No wonder Cookie and Vidamiá spent so much time at their shop; it was a little empowering, filled ( Read more... )

After his usual run (maybe a little longer than normal) and usual amount of coffee (borderline caffeine overdoes levels), Tony came to a stop on the beach for some relaxation time. Well, something like that ( Read more... )