"I'd better not find you snoozing under this tree with a grey beard, then," she laughed. "Be back in a jiffy."
Not a flash, that was Rainbow Dash's territory, but as close as she could make it. She raced home as quickly as these newfangled legs could carry her, grabbed the basket, threw in a few treats she happened to have lying around, and began the jog back.
"Hope you're hungry, darlin'," she offered, flicking her hair back over her shoulder as she presented the basket. It was a simple but well-constructed woven thing, lovingly tied with a red bow.
Inside? Fresh sandwiches, chilled lemonade, and two apple fritters. She'd learned not to overdo the apple (not that such a thing was possible, in her opinion).
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Not a flash, that was Rainbow Dash's territory, but as close as she could make it. She raced home as quickly as these newfangled legs could carry her, grabbed the basket, threw in a few treats she happened to have lying around, and began the jog back.
"Hope you're hungry, darlin'," she offered, flicking her hair back over her shoulder as she presented the basket. It was a simple but well-constructed woven thing, lovingly tied with a red bow.
Inside? Fresh sandwiches, chilled lemonade, and two apple fritters. She'd learned not to overdo the apple (not that such a thing was possible, in her opinion).