fandomtownies | Trooper Station

Aly had gotten up far too early to go onto Santorini for a few reasons and had missed the new nature of much of the island. Which is why she was a bit eyebrow raisey at the amusement Ralph apparently had at seeing her come into the station.

She stopped short when she saw the pony in Roy's office. "Uhh," she looked back at Ralph. "Who put the horse in the office? Does the Sheriff know yet?"

For some reason, this sent Ralph into a fit of giggles while the pony looked downright grumpy.

"I know," the pony growled, there was a whinnying quality to it.

Aly stared and then burst into laughter, holding onto the door frame to keep herself standing. "Seriously?"

Roy's ears lay back on his head as he scowled at Aly. "No, it's a joke. I'm actually hiding behind the desk to make you think that I'm a talking pony."

She was still laughing as she looked at him more closely. "I love Fandom."

"Out!" he decided, moving forward to nudge her outside with his head.

"Awwww, don't get mad at me, little pony," Aly teased, scritching behind his ears as soon as he was in range. "I still think you're cute."

His tail switched irritably and he stretched his neck to lip at her shirt, it maybe have been a warning. "I am not a little pony!" he protested, except for the part where he really, really was.

"What else are you?" she asked innocently, her hand stroking down his neck. "Soft little pony."

"I'm a man trapped in a wrong body!" he replied.

Huh, that kind of felt good and his ears slowly straightened up again.

"Of course you are," Aly smirked. "It's pretty appropriate really."

That was another glare and he pulled back, which wasn't as easy as it involved four legs to move. "It's Mustang," he argued. "A mustang is not a pony."

She chuckled. "Don't argue horses with a girl who used to be horse crazy. Mustangs are awfully small horses most of the time."

Roy stared at her, then his tail swished again and he tried to nose the door shut on her.

It was too bad she was in the door frame, and Aly put her hand out. "Are you going to hide in your office until you turn back?"

"Yes, no one here to mock me," he used his head to push against the door.

She snorted and slipped inside, letting the door bang behind her. "But it's so much fun."

Damn. And it wasn't like he could leave cause that would involve a whole lot of attempts to open the door which would just make him look ridiculous.

Head tilted up proudly, he turned his back on her and sat down on the ground with his hindquarters. Completely forgetting the whole transmutation circle on his ass which she would now be able to see. "You need a better hobby."

Aly completely ignored his words as she tilted her head to look at his butt. "That's a new tattoo."

Roy lowered his head with a sigh. "You mean you never noticed my ass tattoo before?"

She crossed her arms, starting to laugh again. "Gods, I love Fandom," she repeated.

"I hate you," he glared.

"I don't think you do," Aly told him, reaching out to stroke over his forelock.

He was still glaring. "I am not small," he told her.

Aly raised an eyebrow. "Looked in a mirror this morning?"

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