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Luke's, Wednesday

Usually Kenzi loved it when the Island decided to make her a pony. She still kind of did, but today there had been clouds stalking her on the way to work, she'd swear it. Enough so she barely got to fly. So she was in a bit of a huff now.

Plus, some of the kitchen staff were claiming that not having thumbs was going to interfere with doing their jobs. Kenzi was having none of it.

"Team work! Togetherness! And... I don't know, figure something out with the mixer."

SPECIALS
Whole wheat oatmeal with honey
Apple turnovers
Mexi-mocha chocolate shakes

Luke's was open.

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If you think things are a little pony-biased today, you would not be wrong.

That little cutie mark is money departing a wallet.

"Hey kid," Eliot greeted as he came in. He assumed the brightly colored, vaguely electro-punk pony was his usual brightly accessoried, vaguely electro-punk Wednesday employee. "How's it goin'?"

His tail was less casual than the rest of him. His tail was proud and a little pompous, actually.

Kenzi blinked at him, them stomped her feet. "No fair! You get wings *and* fingers! Kinda." She grumbled and then fluffed her mane back and forth. "Mostly good, except for a couple of the guys in the back who want time off for being finger-less."

Eliot faceclawed. "Those yahoos." 'Yahoos' was not the term he thought he was going with. "Like they ain't had to cook without fingers before."

Kenzi giggled, then boing!ed over like she was on springs. "Do you make them cook with their feet? Is that even sanitary?" She boing!ed again and said philosophically, "At least I'm used to this, and I always wake up as the same pony." Boing!

"I ended up naked on a table in here covered in frozen meat," Eliot said philosophically. "Nothing about this place is sanitary. You tellin' me this happens a lot?"

"At least twice before," Kenzi said, thinking about it. "Maybe three times? Bo always turns into this stunning gorgeous unicorn. Not a pony-unicorn, but a horse-unicorn. Like a ..." She'd meant to say an S&M unicorn, but what came out was, "a really grown-up unicorn with issues." Say whaaat?

"Bit hot for unicorns?" Eliot said, smirking. Which was a nice trick when you had a beak. "I gotta say, other'n the trouble of cleaning chocolate milk out of these feathers, I think I'm okay with this particular style of Fandom weird."

"You are wearing it well," Kenzi conceded. "And It doesn't usually last long. A couple days, maybe. Knowing that makes it easier to deal with. Although, now I feel like I have a verbal editor, and that's new. And weird. Sugar sticks. Pixie sticks. Fudge gumballs." Yeah, that was really happening. "Straaaange."

"Yeah, that's pretty dang strange, too." Dang? Really? That was almost as bad as "yahoos". "Though -- heck, 'round this time last year I was stuck with a serious potty-mouth from an alien invasion. Not sure if that'd better or worse, but it's at least different."

"Probably goes with all the chocolate milk rain and bright colors. And hey, did you see the new maze in the park?" Kenzi giggled, and flapped her wings, rising about three inches off the floor without trying. "I'm gonna try it out, see if there's candy hidden inside on the way home. It looks like there would be."

"There does seem to be a bit of a theme. That kind of thing happen last time this pony business happened?"

It seemed like there were kind of a lot of things happening, today.

"Mmmm... I don't think so?" Kinda hard to be sure. "There was a lot of music one time, and goofiness, if I remember right." Boing! "But then, we've had candy-rain or other food things lots of times when we weren't ponies. Maybe we're just getting candy weather at the same as this."

"I suppose." Eliot didn't sound super convinced. "Well. It's certainly all pretty harmless, at least."

And he could not complain about these wings.

"For once. And oh hey! Glad to hear Hardison isn't a stuffed bear any more." That had just been weird. "Must be fun to have the shoe on the other foot now."

"My shoes don't even fit my feet," Eliot said. "Any of them." Don't think it wasn't weird to know he was essentially crawling everywhere (that he wasn't flying anyway). "But thanks. We're glad to have him back to sayin' more than 'wuv you beary much'."

Around off and on today! And looking forward to the cartoon physics!

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