Errant Venture- Saturday Fandom time

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Alema had given them the slip again, though at least there'd been a fight to show for it, so that was something for Eric to be happy about, at least. Personally Jaina was officially tired of Dark Jedi trying to kill her parents and such, but there was only so much she could do about that. The meetings afterwards to go over Alema's whereabouts on the ship and figure out exactly where things went wrong had lasted much longer than Jaina's patience, and she'd eventually excused herself claiming she needed a sanisteam and sleep.

In reality, she marched herself on over to Eric's quarters to see if he wanted to do something, anything else, because he wasn't annoying her. Really, it was that or close herself off in her own quarters to see if she could deal with that stupid Cut the Rope game that always ended in her yelling things about letting Om Nom starve. Something told her that wouldn't frustrate her less, so she was knocking on Eric's door.


[For that guy!]

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Something that sounded a lot like clopping hooves on a floor was heard. "Um."

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Jaina paused, not sure if she'd actually heard correctly through the door. "Eric?" she called, just in case.

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"Sort of?" he replied. "Tell me it happened to you too."

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"What happened?" Sorry, Eric.

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"I seem to be a pony."

Again.

SIGH.

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Jaina stared at the door, and somehow managed not to laugh. A lot.

"I don't suppose you can... nose the controls to open the door?"

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"I could try," Eric said, "but maybe I want to stay in here."

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"I didn't say you had to come out. I'm saying I want to come in." Boy did she.

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There was a sigh, then some cursing and hoof stomping, and finally the door opened.

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And he really was a pony. Somewhere Jag and Zekk were laughing their asses off and didn't know why.

"You're so cute," she couldn't help but say.

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Eric stomped his hoof. "I don't want to be cute."

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"Well, if you had a choice in the matter, I doubt you'd be a pony to begin with. Turn around, I want to see if you have fangs on your ass."

She was so helpful.

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"I did the last time," he bitched, making a face.

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"At least it's temporary?" she said, pulling her phone from her pocket.

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"What are you doing with that?" he asked suspiciously.

He was pretty sure "taking pictures and sending them to Pam" was the answer.

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"Nothing you need to worry about right now," she said, clicking the picture and tucking the phone away.

She'd send it to Pam when he was normal again, and thus less likely to break his phone 'accidentally' with hooves.

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"I don't believe you at all," he told her with a glare.

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"I seem to remember you sending me a picture of you as a girl voluntarily," Jaina pointed out. "This is really the same thing."

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"I was hot as a woman," Eric said. "I'm a pony as a pony."

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"A pony with fangs on his ass. Come on, that deserves a picture," Jaina reasoned.

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"Do I have fangs in my mouth?" he asked hopefully.

No. No, he didn't.

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"No," she said, and added, "Maybe they only come out sometimes, like your normal ones?"

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"Vampire pony! Terrifying," Eric said dryly.

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"It'll go away and you'll be back to your terrifying self in no time," Jaina reminded him. "And you made my day better, so you can take that as a bright side."

Yeah, that'd work.

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Eric didn't look convinced. "I don't suppose this is a 'all non-Jedi turn into ponies day' here?"

Please tell Eric that Jag turned into a pony, too, Jaina. Please tell him that.