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[huffythedragon]

[Spike's room looks remarkably like a library. A library, mind you, that's been carved into a tree. Branches reach out of the windows of the room, as if the tree itself has grown inside the space. In one corner sits a ridiculously large pile of gemstones. Feel free to explore, for now the little dragon is not home

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still on hiatus I should be studying oh god /gaspsob

[loveablecoward]

[HOLY SHIT THAT SCREAM WAS NOT EXPECTED]

OOH!

[And after he fishes his journal from wherever it landed, have some excited gibberish of which only the "what" is intelligible. TELL HIM THERE ISN'T A FREAKY BARBER ON THE LOOSE]

dhfbghfg /pets

[huffythedragon]

[ALL THE BADNESS DUDE. Spike sounds so very worried]

That villain TOOK Rarity, Courage!!

[loveablecoward]

Oh no!

[THE CRAZY CAT WAS RIGHT?!]

[huffythedragon]

[HE WAS! WHO KNEW?!]

WE HAVE TO RESCUE HER!

[whitecovered]

[just because he can't ignore a scream like that]

Calm yourself! What is the matter?

[huffythedragon]

[Freaking out, freaking out]

The cat was right, he took Rarity!!!

[whitecovered]

Who is 'he'?

[he's not even going to get into the subject of a talking cat right now]

[huffythedragon]

Some guy who steals animals and puts them in little balls!!!!

[gotsmelledlater]

You don't have to be so loud, y'know... [Because screaming is not healthy, okay?]

[huffythedragon]

YOU! [He's pointing at the journal accusingly, even if you can't see it, Ash] Give back Rarity! She's not something to be put into a ball and made to fight!!!!

[gotsmelledlater]

Eeeeeeh? I didn't take away your friend or anything! And 'sides, if she wasn't a Pokémon, I wouldn't be able to put her in a Pokéball!

[huffythedragon]

Don't lie! I know all about your animal-stealing schemes!!!