>>64771Yup, nothing.
You even manage to climb back to sitting position.
The pretty mare walks back to you
"Want another?"
She then turns to Ariccia
"Sorry, we don't have milk, the cows stopped producing any when the meteorite hit."
>>64775The middle pone gets excited
"Oh boy!"
He begins unzipping his uniform, but the sarge slaps him in the back of his head, sending him face first into a puddle.
"If ya feel up to it."
The youngest pone chimes in
"
Please?"
>>64782It was more of a suggestion.
>>64778It's pretty sunny outside, for once. You can see dark green clouds hanging over most of the city, but not here.
You can see Fourtunes in one of the bars, and Buttermilk hopping around with the militiapones.