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Wisdom Lace stared at Plasma in disbelief, with her violet eyes wide open and her mouth agape. Sleep with her? Wisdom Lace assessed that the male pony was younger than her He may or may not but Wisdom Lace didn't believe in free love! What kind of teacher was she if she had "bed business" with somepony she barely knew! She wasn't a hooker! Not, not at all! "Um...." She didn't know exactly how to respond. Maybe she could let him sleep with her but under special circumstances. "I will let you sleep next to me. However, under certain conditions. I will not tolerate it if you want to do anything more than merely fall asleep next to me. I can't let anypony take something reserved only for a couple of lovers, especially from me, since I'm single." Wisdom Lace smiled confidently. It was resolved. But how would Plasma react? She had no clue. However, it would be totally humiliating if he just wanted to warm up next to her because he was lonely and that he wasn't intending to do anything sneakty.

Wisdom Lace turned around to face Plasma. "Hm? What is it?"

'She'll find us eventually. She's not helpless, is she?" Wisdom Lace yawned and walked away to return to her temporary sleep-bag thing specifically made for ponies her size.

A hopeless spiral of confusion Dizzies each dwindling dance. Rustic, turning gears crackle. Ingenious minds consilidate Their elusive thoughts as one. Speeding up descent follows. Darkens each passing idea. A dance of wit and thought Entices each emotion That may fleet through. Each litttle thought is definitely A sojourner's quick bird of flight. Examine the past, the descent That progresses positively. What is down now becomes up. Gradually slows is my dream, Gracing each moment in my mind. Non-existant is the young psyche as All thoughts are evaluated carefully. A dreamer's wish is a trembling wake.

"I'm more than happy that it's over. But not everything is resolved. We need to get a new power box." Wisdom Lace sighed tiredly, not complacent whatsoever about how troublesome that power-box had been. It's the middle of the night. Where will they be able to get a power source at this hour? Wisdom Lace had no clue. It was probably a good idea to wait until the morning though, she assumed.

"Then, let's go!" Wisdom Lace focused her magic on the tin buckets filled with water. Her magical energies were transparent lavender, her horn glowing bright with magic. The buckets glowed lavender as well and poured themselves over the fire, dousing it so effectively that all the fire went out.

I like this poem out of all the ones you've posted here because first, I can relate to it so often. Secondly, because it's very creative and I enjoy reading original works.

8/10 I'm not exactly fond of how the text contrasts against the lighter backgroud part but other than that, everything is perfect, with the animation being the simplest but the most superb!

"Alright then. Alias, are you ready? Let's get to work!" Now, the problem was simple. How were they going to stop the fire? Wisdom Lace only ever used weak psychokinesis with her horn. She forgot how to use any other powers she had. Perhaps Alias could conjure up water. Or, maybe, just maybe, Wisdom could levitate a bucket over here, collect the rain-water, and douse the fire all over with the water. That's be a good idea. But where is the bucket in the first place?

Wisdom halted as soon as the box exploded, her hooves skidding and scraping against the ground. "Oh, no! What do we do now?"

'Well, good luck. I'll try to help in any way I can!" Wisdom Lace saluted the pegasus, exited the house, and galloped towards the power box.

"It's simple. We grow a pair and run out to the power box to strengthen the shield or get it inside somehow without it not working in the end. Are you people ready? Let's get dangerous!" Wisdom Lace was joking half-heartedly, although she meant some of that. However, she planned on being the only pony out there. She didn't want anyone to get hit by a lightning bolt. At least, none of the other ponies would ge thurt if Wisdom Lace was the only pony out there.

"AAaaaaaaaah!What's happening?" Wisdom Lace was definitely awoken by the crackling boom. She jumped out of her sleeping bag and cringed. She sighed as the noise ended.

Wisdom Lace was lightly sleeping but she was in deep enough of a sleep to not be woken up by Plasma's warning.

I'm so sorry, what did you say? I couldn't hear you.

Eh!? Oh, and i'm bumping this topic out of boredom, and also 'cuz it's mine. Damn straight.

Wisdom Lace did not snore at all. The darkness helped her get to sleep but she knew she was going to dream, and worst of all sleep-talk. Wouldn't it be hilarious if someone responded? Well, nevermind that. The mare was totally oblivious to what was going on. And what was going on?

"Well, I don't know about having hot cocoa but I think I'm going to go to sleep. It's getting really late." Wisdom Lace wished everyone a good night before she took her sleeping bag into the room, zipped it open, and fell asleep in it, her expression a face of serene calm. It toook merely only fifteen minutes for her to fall asleep.

((OH BOY)) "Then, shall we go inside as we wait for the power to return? You all must be getting cold, regardless of whenever it harms you or not. And thank you, by the way." Wisdom Lace calmly lead the two ponies back into the house and closed the door behind them. She smiled happily as the problem was resolved. Now, they had to wait.

"Good job," Wisdom Lace stated as she went over to look at Plasma's working. Wisdom Lace was truly impressed. When and how did he learn how to be a mechanic? ((So, since the conflict is fixed, will the RP close soon? I hope not.))

Eh? OK then. I think my next forum game will be: "Describe Your Last Poop With a Movie Title", because there isn't one.

I just wrote it because things have been going extremely well for me now when it comes to friends. I feel more positive. Earlier, when I wrote those earlier poems, I was saturnine.

Wisdom Lace blushed fiercely. She was extremely taken aback, with a neutral response. It was quite the unexpected response. Not even her best friend was as comfortable around her. They merely hugged. Wisdom Lace didn't know Plasma would be so, so... friendly. Wisdom Lace was extremely formal and did not touch anypony unless if she was really good friends with them. She was barely friends with anyone here. Perhaps, this was all regular for the ponies who lived in this neighborhood. This newcomer had a lot to learn then! Wisdom Lace regained her composure and gave Plasma a little smile. "Interesting. Well, good luck, Plasma. Sure you'll do well."