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adventurous_logs2018-02-17 02:50 pm
badassfreakingoverlord) wrote in adventurous_logs2018-02-17 02:50 pm
Harvest Moon?
Who: Zetta -- one open prompt, one closed.
What: The Overlord of Equestria works on a farm, then goes to dinner.
Where: Sweet Apple Acres, then Ponyville.
When: 2/14
Warnings: Probably some general lewdness. This is Zetta.
Open
Overlord Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos, alicorn and technical Prince of Equestria, strolled down the path that wound through the Sweet Apple Acres orchard, pulling a cart as he walked. Periodically, he paused, ducked his yoke out of the hooks that harnessed it to the cart, then moved over to a tree to give it a couple of good solid kicks. He wasn't an Apple and didn't quite have the knack for it, so his blows didn't cleanly blow all the apples on the trees off like one of theirs could, but persistence and practice meant that it only took a few before the last apples tumbled off the trees and into the cart.
Of course, this was Zetta, and appearances were everything -- the moment he caught even the slightest him of someone approaching or even watching him over the fences, his expression turned from general good cheer to a sulky scowl as his head drooped.
Closed
As the day came to a close, and with it the winter work on Sweet Apple Acres, the Overlord at last sought out one of his fellow ponies in the field. By the time he found Applejack, he'd swept up a small bouquet of flowers, which he wasted no time in offering up to her on the wings of magic.
"Hey. Could I have the honor of your company for a Hearts and Hooves Day dinner?"
What: The Overlord of Equestria works on a farm, then goes to dinner.
Where: Sweet Apple Acres, then Ponyville.
When: 2/14
Warnings: Probably some general lewdness. This is Zetta.
Open
Overlord Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos, alicorn and technical Prince of Equestria, strolled down the path that wound through the Sweet Apple Acres orchard, pulling a cart as he walked. Periodically, he paused, ducked his yoke out of the hooks that harnessed it to the cart, then moved over to a tree to give it a couple of good solid kicks. He wasn't an Apple and didn't quite have the knack for it, so his blows didn't cleanly blow all the apples on the trees off like one of theirs could, but persistence and practice meant that it only took a few before the last apples tumbled off the trees and into the cart.
Of course, this was Zetta, and appearances were everything -- the moment he caught even the slightest him of someone approaching or even watching him over the fences, his expression turned from general good cheer to a sulky scowl as his head drooped.
Closed
As the day came to a close, and with it the winter work on Sweet Apple Acres, the Overlord at last sought out one of his fellow ponies in the field. By the time he found Applejack, he'd swept up a small bouquet of flowers, which he wasted no time in offering up to her on the wings of magic.
"Hey. Could I have the honor of your company for a Hearts and Hooves Day dinner?"
no subject
Zetta cocked a foreleg on the table, leaning in so she could work. "Sounds like a plan to me. Heck, anything else would be disappointing."