treesy's status on Monday, 22-Jul-13 15:43:28 UTC

  1. # Golden Harvest awoke with a start. Or rather she would have, if she could move. 'not again,' she thought. For the last few months She had suffered through this. 'Sleep Paralysis' the doctors called it, though she just called it a pain in the flank. Still, at least she knew how to deal with it. Fighting her panic, she stared at the ceiling and waited for the paralysis to wear off. Staring at her orange ceiling, she thought back to the previous night's adventures repelling the rabbits. They'd been a thorn in her side for a long time, stealing a rather large portion of her crops. Since Angel got involved things had gotten worse. Last night she decided she'd had enough. She'd had to have some harsh words with Fluttershy about him. Later that evening, Angel had appeared on her door with some blue flowers and an apologetic look on his face. She'd forgiven him of course, the flowers had tasted beautiful. then she'd... Wait... Since when was her ceiling orange?

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