before you can offer aid, dash is in the room and has her wing about aj. “Is everything OK?!?!?” she asks, panicked. aj shrugs and sticks out her burned tongue. “Aw, bummer. Guess it’s cheeks for a few days!” and… kisses aj?!? #intfic (D > A+B+C) [Stare CD: 2 Turns]

you decide that perhaps you should take a moment to sit in the everfree forest and think about what just happened. darkness, floating, portals… that’s weird, even for ponyville… hm. (1/1) [Stare CD: 2 Turns]

your head is pounding. discord? what’s a “discord”? whatever; you’ll figure it out at the sanctuary… the sanct…. the… wait, when did you have a sanctuary?? it’s just you and angel bunny here. what are these thoughts??? you put your hooves over your eyes and whimper. (1/1)

sorry... i mean, “hello”. yes: hello! it’s, um, not been super-great as far as “being able to hold certain positions for extended periods” goes, but the author is feeling better-ish and should return shortly! take care of your necks and sit up straight, bipeds!