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Moondancer Corralled
Nov. 26th, 2015 11:24 pmI was relaxing in my reading room, pouring some chocolate peppermint tea when I heard Moondancer calling me from my Treatise on Ponies book. I'd stacked a few copies of Applejack's magazines on top of it but there was a corner of a page showing, with Moondancer's head and a waving hoof peeking out.
She's hiding out at my old place. It seems that ponies have been interrupting her studies all day and into the evening since my In The Field lecture two nights ago. They all want to learn the Haycartes spell. Oops. She also got a letter from Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns inviting her to do another guest lecture, this time for the Advanced Magical Techniques class. If you guessed Haycartes Spell, you get a carrot and advance three spaces.
Moondancer was trying to not look too put out, but her tail was swishing. I don't think there are any flies in my old place. At least there weren't any two days ago. Well, if she agrees to teach that class, she may get away with not getting asked to teach it over and over again, one pony at a time. Or not. At this rate, Moondancer is going to end up becoming a professor, planned or by default. Her first article is soon to be published, in the Journal of Cultural Equinology and Magic no less! She's doomed. Sorry Moondancer.
She's hiding out at my old place. It seems that ponies have been interrupting her studies all day and into the evening since my In The Field lecture two nights ago. They all want to learn the Haycartes spell. Oops. She also got a letter from Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns inviting her to do another guest lecture, this time for the Advanced Magical Techniques class. If you guessed Haycartes Spell, you get a carrot and advance three spaces.
Moondancer was trying to not look too put out, but her tail was swishing. I don't think there are any flies in my old place. At least there weren't any two days ago. Well, if she agrees to teach that class, she may get away with not getting asked to teach it over and over again, one pony at a time. Or not. At this rate, Moondancer is going to end up becoming a professor, planned or by default. Her first article is soon to be published, in the Journal of Cultural Equinology and Magic no less! She's doomed. Sorry Moondancer.
