fifth dream

[flailingfelt]

[anyone with their journals open will find little crumbs of chocolate on the page.

and occasionally a little ... oh ew, is that a bug leg?

have the sound of a frog dictating with vaguely less-than-perfect table manners]

Golly, I --

[gulp. rummage]

-- I don't know who my secret admirer was, but ... whoever you are?! Thanks a lot for these chocolates, they're terrific! ... Could do without the millipede though.

Simba, you should come by my room, I'll give you a few ...!

Comments

[neverplays]

[........................................................]

Did you say millipede?

[flailingfelt]

Mmmhm. Too many legs for me, they're kinda tickly. It's a texture thing.

[neverplays]

Where are you from that you eat bugs?

[flailingfelt]

Me? Oh, the swamp.

[a pause, before he realizes that this probably merits clarification] I'm a frog, y'see.

[neverplays]

You're a frog?

A talking frog?

Are you from where all the ponies come from?

[effedupthecircle]

Huh, really?! Right now?

[flailingfelt]

Well, it doesn't have to be right now -- I can save some for you if you're busy.

[effedupthecircle]

No way, I'm starving!

[flailingfelt]

Okay! Well, c'mon up, then. I'm in [insert room number. he'll be waiting patiently!]

[effedupthecircle]

[ Kermit... Dude... Simba can't read, and especially isn't good with numbers that high. He'd be useless looking at doors. ]

Um... How about you just wait in the hall?

[doublethefun]

Did everypony receive a similar gift?

[looking askance at her box now]

[flailingfelt]

I dunno... all I know is, mine had a nice little poem, and said it was from a secret admirer.

[doublethefun]

That is exactly like the circumstance under which I received mine.

[yeah, any thoughts of opening the box are out the window now]

[flailingfelt]

Huh. It's probably the same thing, then. .... If you don't want yours, I'll take it. I have a friend who likes them, and he's got a much bigger appetite than me.

[doublethefun]

[oh good. At least she didn't have to try and rephrase what would essentially be an offer to give him a rejected gift.]

I would be happy to give it to thee; the idea of eating insects does not sit well with me. Where art thou?

[noblefive]

Millipedes, huh?

[Jorge doesn't sound grossed out, at all.]

Take it you enjoy that sorta thing?

[flailingfelt]

Of course. ... There's only one fly cluster, though. That's pretty disappointing.

[noblefive]

[Hey, Jorge isn't the type to critique another person's eating habits, but...]

Fly cluster?

[flailingfelt]

Mmmhm. That one was really good - but then, flies are my favorites.

[noblefive]

[wut]

Gotta say, that sounds kinda odd.

Dictated forever

[huffythedragon]

You got a secret admirer, Kermit?

[No wait] ...Who sent you bugs?

[flailingfelt]

I guess I do, Spike? I don't know who it was. I just know there was a nice little poem and an anonymous note.

[huffythedragon]

Well, you should consider yourself lucky. It's always nice to have something for Hearts and Hooves day.

[flailingfelt]

So that's what they call Valentine's Day in Equestria? I like it, that's a really cute name. ... Did anyone send you something?

[huffythedragon]

[That's right, Kermit. Pour salt into the GAPING WOUND]

No, Nopony sent me anything.