Fandom Radio [Saturday, May 17]

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"All right, waking up as a small horse was bad enough, but now we're being kidnapped by these evil damn squirrels? You things are not nearly as awesome as the noble Squirrels are." There was the sound of hooves moving across the floor. "What are all of these lights for? Oh, hi, Eve. Would you be wiling to braid my tail?" *sounds of a head hitting something*. "I did not just ask that."

"... That depends. Are you going to give me booze if I do it?"

Gwynn sighed. "Will you give me alcohol to deal with this?"

"You got it. As soon as you're not a pony, because I don't want to find out how much -- or little -- it takes to make a teeny tiny toy pony drunk."

The squirrels chittered.

"But it could make for much fun."

"I am not inflicting a drunk pony on your cabinmates!" Eve protested. "Though... it's not like I couldn't tuck you in my alcove. But if you get sick? I'm so going to hate you forever."

"I'm not that tiny! I am pony-sized and you can't hate me. I'm your best friend and your roommate."

"I hate you and your logic." Eve sighed. "How about we just get on with this news thing? And once again, I cannot believe I'm reporting with a pony." Because that couldn't be said enough.

"Ponies have sharp hooves, Eve... and squirrel if you do not stop tangling up my mane I am going to bite you."

"I'd listen to her, squirrel, if I were you. Now just give me the notes so we can get this show on the road."


( In which a pony and her best friend try not to hurt anything )

"Can I have a bucket of scotch?"

"Only if I can have one, too."

"Are we done now?"

"I think so... quick! Run! The squirrels aren't watching!"

"Great! Bye Fandom!"

There was the sounds of hooves walking away. "So... about that scotch..."