mun cannot believe she got this username. also, it is freaking cold out, and she has to do his app.

[gamey]

You're simply lucky that this name was not taken. That is all, nothing more. It's not some sort of sign that you were meant to "play" me. It's not a sign at all.

If you're really intent on doing so, you would have finished that app by now. Being sick and having obligations is something I can relate to, you know. Or should, if you intend to play me at all. Never have I taken a sick day, you see, for I'm too obligated to do so. It's not my fault you live in such a bizarre place, freezing cold one day, burning hot the next, but nary a desert or that thing called "snow" in sight. Perhaps you ought to move...get a nice cave...

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[napoleonicrat]

Well, you want a sick day?

[Chuckles.]

Easier done than said.

[gamey]

[Oh Great Kings, not you.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[napoleonicrat]

It's a thing called 'interpretation', dear boy. Use it.

[gamey]

Are you going to try and recruit me again, is that it?

[napoleonicrat]

And what use would I have for you? Go on, amuse me.

[gamey]

[Zazu has quite had his fill of being amusement for a lifetime, thank you.]

How would I know what goes on in the brain of a rat? You tried last time, after all.

[napoleonicrat]

[The gauntlet's been thrown, son.]

Maybe because I am NOT A RAT!

[gamey]

[Zazu does not have arms, however!]

Oh? Then what are you?

[napoleonicrat]

A large mouse, my mentally deficient lizard.

[gamey]

Lizard? Are you quite in need of proper eye care, my large mouse companion? I am a bird.

[Don't mind him, just ruffling his feathers.]

[napoleonicrat]

My mistake, you must be molting.

[gamey]

[Oh HELL naw!

He stretches his wings, not a single feather falling, and then rests them on what would probably be bird hips.]

Your mistake indeed, sir, as I am not.

oh my god <3

[heathermason]

Wow, you're really wigging out, aren't ya?

[she pokes him slightly]

By the way, muns don't... you know... live in caves.

[elementofloyalty]

You're one talky bird.

[...says the pegasus pony.]

♥!

[gamey]

[And to that most egregious poke, he flaps away, finding a high perch to look down at her from.]

How very rude!

[gamey]

[And what is this?]

I simply have a lot to say.

[elementofloyalty]

I'm not sure who you remind me more of, Twilight or Rarity.

[She peers at him curiously.]

Do you like books, or making clothing? I'm guessing you're not much of a racer. Or a party-thrower. Birds don't get cutie marks even if they can talk, huh? [Not like most animals did, but hey, talking birds might've been different!]

[gamey]

[All the confused staring, she can have all of it. He ruffles his feathers to look a bit bigger, taking a step forward to show her size doesn't intimidate him in the least.]

I have no idea to what you are referring, madam. I am the king's majordomo.

[elementofloyalty]

Majordomo? What's THAT mean?

[gamey]

His adviser. An aid, I help him in every way he needs me to.

[elementofloyalty]

Huh. Sounds pretty important. Guess that WOULD make you have a lot to say.

[She tries to imagine Princess Celestia needing anyone's help. The thought makes her laugh.]

I guess you can't help with the magic side of it though.

[gamey]

[One of those bushy dark eyebrows is just going to raise before they furrow together.]

Ah...no. Nothing to do with magic, I'm afraid.

[elementofloyalty]

So does he handle the sun and the moon both, or does he have a brother or sister who makes one rise?

[It's gonna get weirder before it gets more normal...]

[gamey]

[. . .]

No, madam, the sun and the moon handle themselves quite well on their own.

[elementofloyalty]

[Blink. Blink.]

Ha! That's a good one!

Let me guess, there's some old family problems about that. Someone got banished to the moon or something. It's okay! I totally understand what that's like. It'll all work out in time, I've seen it happen.

[gamey]

[. . .

. . . . ...]

I'm afraid, madam, that our worlds are quite different.

[elementofloyalty]

Whaddya mean by that?

[gamey]

The king has no say over the sun, moon, or stars. He is the ruler of the Pride Lands, nothing else. The sun and moon are on their own.

[elementofloyalty]

Wait, wait. When you said the sun and moon take care of themselves.... you really MEANT that? Nopony makes them rise or set?!

But what about the seasons? And the weather?!

[gamey]

[Er...pony?]

No, no, that is what I meant. I meant that sincerely. And as for the weather, that is all a part of the great Circle of Life. No one controls it, it is simply what it is.

[elementofloyalty]

You mean... your whole kingdom is like the Everfree Forest?

How do you handle all the monsters and crazy stuff that's there? Isn't it really dangerous?

[gamey]

[A bushy eyebrow lifts.]

I've no idea what you're referring to, madam, but there's no monsters or "crazy" stuff that cannot be handled. Simply the Pride Lands and those that inhabit them. Zebras, cheetahs, baboons, elephants, all sorts.

[elementofloyalty]

In Equestria, in our place where stuff just happens by itself, we have dragons! Manticores, sea serpents! There's even an Ursa Minor in there!

...And a zebra. Zecora does get along pretty well in there. But it takes a pretty brave pony to go too deep into there.

[Obviously she's brave enough, of course.]

[gamey]

[Zazu is too thrown off by all these terms and names to say much of anything important (just never tell him that).]

Well, it sounds...like an interesting place.

[elementofloyalty]

You say that now, but if the sun and moon and weather are really like the forest where you come from, I bet you think the rest of Equestria is weirder. We ponies take care of everything there!

[gamey]

[Again with the ponies.]

Yes, it would be quite odd to me.