|One of the many requests AspergerGoodness has made for me. Thanks, man.|
Winter Memories on an open TortoiseWe were sitting on the bed. She was looking at me, forlorn at the recent events. Dash's beloved pet, Tank the tortoise, just began hibernating. Of course, I was there to comfort her as best I could. We may not have been together as long as she had with him, but the little guy was just so friendly and optimistic to be around. Plus, as I could surmise, my friends' pets were closely tied to their elements...(glares at Opal and Angel)...mostly. So...yeah. I missed him too. We cried for hours.Winter Memories on an open Tortoise by blaa6
Two Hours Ago...
(Green and Dash's place)
"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" cried Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Green and Dash.
"I have a surprise for you," I said. I grabbed a present with my magic and floated it over to her. It was rectangular, sporting Tortoi