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Bugwine was enjoying a nap. When has he not been? His days now consisted of either sleep or hanging out with his best friend. That or the occasional ‘date’ he was forced to attend by his two lovers. He didn’t mind, just sometimes was super duper mega boring. He loved seeing them be normal dorks sure, but he could only take so much. So, here he was snoozing in his, as he thought, secret napping spot.
Then he heard a twig snap. His ear flicked in the general direction but he kept his eyelids shut. Alright, maybe just a chipmunk, or a squirrel. No big deal. Then he heard some more, getting a bit louder as it approached. The creature didn’t sound big. Then again nothing was really that ‘big’ compared to him. He did have gigantism after all.

He was just about to open one of his eyes before he felt four solid objects hit his chest causing him to let out a wheeze. Feeling the air practically knocked out of him, his now wide eyes looked down at the small pony laying on his chest. A devious smirk on her face, Dark Room looked like all her teen angst was just boiling. Her left eye had a fairly large bruise around it, most likely from a fight she got herself into. Before he had time to say anything she spoke.

“Hey fatass, wake up- Lets go burn something down-” She grinned. Her expression dripped of that chaotic glint of trouble she got when wanting to do something illegal.
“Uh- hey to you too kiddo….uh- I mean what kinda- sparked this?” he inquired, tilting his head to the side and raising a brow. Her smile fell slightly and morphed into something more of an annoyed look.
“Jerks at school, were being pretty gross or another kid and I kinda sorta got into a fight and promised to burn down their house…..so will you help me or are you just going to be lame?” Bug rolled his eyes and laid his head back down.
“Look kid, as much fun as burning somebody's house down sounds I might have to pass. Pluss I feel bad enabling yo-” He was cut off with a deathly glare and snarl from the younger pony.
God why do you have to be so damn lame! You used to be fun Bug now all you wanna do is sleep and be boring! Ever since you got with the attic ghosts you got- you've gone soft! Domestic! It's lame!” He paused, all emotion from his face fading as he stared up at the tree tops. Domestic...huh? Thats exactly the opposite of what he wanted. Sure, his partners taught him how to be a little less- annoying? But domestic? He felt his dead heart sink as he shut his eyes. Drawing in a shaky breath as he flexed his claws. Trying so hard not to do anything he’ll regret. Meanwhile, Dark Room saw and examined him, the bitterness all but went away once she realized what she said.
“H….hey I...I didn’t mean it Bug i-” He stopped her by raising a talon.
“No….no you’re right I have. I uh- I need to go for a bit.” He raised a claw and before his best friend could do anything he snapped his fingers. His magical aura let out a soft spark before she fell the one foot to the ground below. She scrambled to her hooves, eyes wide as she looked around. He was gone.

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Bugwine was enjoying a nap. When has he not been? His days now consisted of either sleep or hanging out with his best friend. That or the occasional ‘date’ he was forced to attend by his two lovers. He didn’t mind, just sometimes was super duper mega boring. He loved seeing them be normal dorks sure, but he could only take so much. So, here he was snoozing in his, as he thought, secret napping spot.
Then he heard a twig snap. His ear flicked in the general direction but he kept his eyelids shut. Alright, maybe just a chipmunk, or a squirrel. No big deal. Then he heard some more, getting a bit louder as it approached. The creature didn’t sound big. Then again nothing was really that ‘big’ compared to him. He did have gigantism after all.

He was just about to open one of his eyes before he felt four solid objects hit his chest causing him to let out a wheeze. Feeling the air practically knocked out of him, his now wide eyes looked down at the small pony laying on his chest. A devious smirk on her face, Dark Room looked like all her teen angst was just boiling. Her left eye had a fairly large bruise around it, most likely from a fight she got herself into. Before he had time to say anything she spoke.

“Hey fatass, wake up- Lets go burn something down-” She grinned. Her expression dripped of that chaotic glint of trouble she got when wanting to do something illegal.
“Uh- hey to you too kiddo….uh- I mean what kinda- sparked this?” he inquired, tilting his head to the side and raising a brow. Her smile fell slightly and morphed into something more of an annoyed look.
“Jerks at school, were being pretty gross or another kid and I kinda sorta got into a fight and promised to burn down their house…..so will you help me or are you just going to be lame?” Bug rolled his eyes and laid his head back down.
“Look kid, as much fun as burning somebody's house down sounds I might have to pass. Pluss I feel bad enabling yo-” He was cut off with a deathly glare and snarl from the younger pony.
God why do you have to be so damn lame! You used to be fun Bug now all you wanna do is sleep and be boring! Ever since you got with the attic ghosts you got- you've gone soft! Domestic! It's lame!” He paused, all emotion from his face fading as he stared up at the tree tops. Domestic...huh? Thats exactly the opposite of what he wanted. Sure, his partners taught him how to be a little less- annoying? But domestic? He felt his dead heart sink as he shut his eyes. Drawing in a shaky breath as he flexed his claws. Trying so hard not to do anything he’ll regret. Meanwhile, Dark Room saw and examined him, the bitterness all but went away once she realized what she said.
“H….hey I...I didn’t mean it Bug i-” He stopped her by raising a talon.
“No….no you’re right I have. I uh- I need to go for a bit.” He raised a claw and before his best friend could do anything he snapped his fingers. His magical aura let out a soft spark before she fell the one foot to the ground below. She scrambled to her hooves, eyes wide as she looked around. He was gone.