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"Aunt Rarity and Uncle Trenderhoof are going to be thrilled to see you, y'know," Spike smiled at his daughter, who held tightly to his hand. "And I'm sure the boys are going to want to play with you. Well, Joly will anyway."

"Uh huh," the younger creature replied, looking up at the imposing buildings and smoggy sky. After a moment she mumbled; "Manehatten is too big… it's scary… I w-wanna see Mommy."

Spike leaning down to pick up his daughter. He gave her a hug, and said; "Mommy's going to meet us at the hotel, Greyscale, remember? Until then, there's lots of fun stuff to do in Manehatten!"

Shyly, Greyscale put her head against her father's neck.

"No there isn't," she whimpered.

"There is, Grey, I swear! I mean, there's Central Park-I think they filmed one of the Pony Rangers movies there—there's the museum of art, the museum of modern art, the museum of-"

"Which Pony Rangers movie?" she asked, pushing away from her father sharply, silver eyes fixated in the direction of the park.

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Posted previously at: 2017-01-16T17:33:29 | Posted previously by: WatermelonRat