The Search For The Pink Mare"SURPRISE!!!!!" Big Macintosh dropped the bushel of apples he was holding, startled. The lights flew on in the barn, and it seemed as if all of Ponyville had been crammed into the room. Mac looked around. Pegasi flew around the rafters. There was a table stacked high with presents and cards, and another covered in confections from Sugar Cube Corners, as well as a giant barrel of apple cider. Pinkie Pie bounced up to him, positively glowing.
"Ooh! Ooh! Big Mac! It's a party! A surprise party! Wanna know why? Well, you already know, don't you? Hee hee, I'm so silly! Well, everyone's here. And there's a whole lotta food. Wanna try my newest cupcake recipie? I know you dooo-ooo! Here!" She jammed a giant cupcake into his mouth, and bounced away. His sisters trotted up to him and led his aching hooves to a giant cake. A birthday cake. Of course. How did he forget? It was April, after all. A young unicorn with a cutie mark of flames lit the candles on his cake. Everypony sang Happy Birthday,
A Lot In Common : Loki x NatashaIt would have been a small wedding, but the man who was getting married was none other than the heir to the throne. Odin and Freya had commisioned a brand new ballroom for the celebration, and it was nothing short of extraordinary. Thor had spent the last six hours pacing nervously in his chambers. Loki was there, comforting his brother as he steeled himself for his new life as a husband. Loki had suggested that the wedding be celebrated Midgardian style, for it would make Thor's new husband feel more at home. Their parents had been furious at first, because not only was Thor marrying a human, his betrothed wasn't even a maiden. But when Steve came to meet them, his respectful manner and courteous shyness won them over. That was when Thor brought up Loki's idea, and they accepted it without second thought. The wedding was this evening, and Thor had to shower six times in as many hours to get rid of the nervous sweat covering his body. Loki was to be one of the best men. Since there was
WaterNatasha loves water. She knows there is nothing better for exhaustion than a tall glass of water. She loves to swim: she loves the way her body wakes up upon hitting the surface- the cold water is invigorating. Water makes her aware of every muscle in her body. She is able to shut off her thoughts and memories and just become the cold, from her scalp to her toes. She loves the fluidity of her motion, the grace of each flex and bend. She loves the parallel world that comes to her underwater- no noise, no worries, nothing- just cold. She swims laps for hours, until her lips are tinted blue and the bottom of her feet are covered in wrinkles. Then she'll sit in a Jaccuzi, letting the jets massage her shoulders and the steam warm her to the core of her being.
Thor doesn't really need water to survive- when drinking Midgardian drinks he prefers Starbucks. He likes swimming, but never alone. If he is with others, splashing and playing, then he does enjoy it heartily. But alone- even
Tony Plays Slender"BRUCE!! I'M BORED!!" Tony Stark's voice echoed through the room. Ever since he had moved in with his boyfriend, Bruce had played the part of entertainer, cook, and all-around caretaker for the spoiled, overgrown toddler that Tony was. He didn't mind. Having someone to care for again, having a reason to get up in the morning, filled him with warm happiness. The kind of giddiness that one associates with a schoolgirl spending time alone with her crush. Bruce poured some creamer into his coffee and walked over to Tony, who was draped lazily on the couch, upside-down.
"Careful, Tony, or all of your blood is gonna rush to your head." No reaction from Tony. "And you'll explode."
"Not until you find me something to doooooooooo."
"Wanna play a video game?"
"I've already beat every game we have."
"How 'bout a new game?"
Bruce grabbed a tablet lying on the nearest coffee table and went to a game review site. The first game he saw was 'Slender.' Is that some sort of weight loss game?<
Grumio and Quintus: The Forbidden Love"o, Grumio, tua pulchra cincinnis sunt omnia somniare de nocte," anhelavit. Grumio risit et trahi eius iuvenis in osculum.
"Ut meo filio, Quinte, sed modo sensus tui."
"mea pulchra cocus, sed quid nos cum Metella invenit de de nobis?"
"Timere non aestuosi amator, enim semper unusquisque."
'At irati erit Caecilius, ut sim unigenitus "Quintus inhorruit cogitare de quid si publica invenit de prohibetur amor. "Servus meus es tu, et virum Romae vivimus, nee velle videantur ipsi pascentur, ut leones".
"Longe est vacuum, ut possit procul hinc in pace et laetitia. Quid pater meus qui es in via et peto ut socius."
"Quid egregie idea, mi archimagirus ego laudabūt pack a currus semel!"