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“Sandbar! Sandbar! Wait up!”
The young stallion started searching for the source of the sound. Looking back down the hallway he saw his classmate and friend Silverstream running toward him.
Catching up to the earth pony the hippogriff came to a stop. Well eventually all of her did. For some reason the recent physics lecture that Schoolmistress Twilight had given about Neightonian Physics and objects in motion tending to stay in motion leaped into his mind.
Sandbar resumed walking down the hall. His bubbly friend fell into step alongside him.
“Ready for the test today?” Silverstream fussed with the collar on her uniform.
“Yeah. I think I’m totally going to ace it!” Sandbar grinned. “So how did your study group with Gallus and Smolder go yesterday?” The pale green stallion looked around. “Where is the griffin anyway?”
The light pink hippogriff giggled. “Oh it went well for us. As for Gallus, he’ll probably be running late. I imagine he’s a bit stiff after yesterday!”
Sandbar started to ask why he’d be stiff but decided against asking the question because it would probably make him:
A. More confused.
B. Frustrated.
C. All of the above.
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The young stallion started searching for the source of the sound. Looking back down the hallway he saw his classmate and friend Silverstream running toward him.
Catching up to the earth pony the hippogriff came to a stop. Well eventually all of her did. For some reason the recent physics lecture that Schoolmistress Twilight had given about Neightonian Physics and objects in motion tending to stay in motion leaped into his mind.
Sandbar resumed walking down the hall. His bubbly friend fell into step alongside him.
“Ready for the test today?” Silverstream fussed with the collar on her uniform.
“Yeah. I think I’m totally going to ace it!” Sandbar grinned. “So how did your study group with Gallus and Smolder go yesterday?” The pale green stallion looked around. “Where is the griffin anyway?”
The light pink hippogriff giggled. “Oh it went well for us. As for Gallus, he’ll probably be running late. I imagine he’s a bit stiff after yesterday!”
Sandbar started to ask why he’d be stiff but decided against asking the question because it would probably make him:
A. More confused.
B. Frustrated.
C. All of the above.
Many artists like a cup of coffee. I like coffee as well. If you enjoy what you see here consider buying me a Ko-Fi
I laughed out loud at this. I can just see it, her running up, her body’s – movements, going in slow motion, and Sandbar looking either poleaxed or hypnotized.
That’s a paddlin’.
Strange, I’m beginning to detect a theme here but I can’t quite put a finger on it…
That’s a paddlin’.
Skirt showin’ underwear?
That’s a paddlin’.
Incitin’ nosebleeds?
That’s a paddlin’.