Sirius Cabin's Sirius Campfire, Saturday morning

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

Gladys had spent another night watching the stars. She wasn't sure when it had happened, but... "Why Am I A Pony?"

She was, indeed, a pony, and a rather perplexed pony, at that.

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[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"I Could Handle-- I could handle being a pony if, you know, everyone... was. Because it'd be a bit odd not being a pony if other people were off being... ponies."

Jeff was vaguely concerned he'd gotten a bit lost, there. "...I'm Jeff," he said, after he realised he really wasn't sure where he'd ended up, "...I Usually Am Not. Much. Taller. I'm sort of-- in the middle."

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"You Seem Distressed," she observed. "I Do Not Know If Everyone On The Island Is A Pony But Everyone Here At The Campfire Is A Pony."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Nana isn't," Jeff felt he needed to add.

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"Who Is Nana?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Nana's the dog," he said, "She lives with me."

Which was totally different than being his.

"Or rather, she used to live in my room and now she lives in my alcove." Pause. "And I live in my girlfriend's."

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"A Dog Is Not Included In Everyone," she decided. "So Everyone Here Is A Pony. My Name Is Gladys."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Jeff said, and sounded a wee bit dumbfounded about it all, "...Sorry, I didn't realise you were a woman."

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"You Do Not Need To Apologise." She tapped one hoof slowly on the ground. "I Am A Pony Now And I Am A Golem When I Am Not A Pony."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"I'm usually not a pony," Jeff said, because continuing in the vein seemed like the best idea right now. "...Or a golem. I'm usually more sort of a... bloke."

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"You Are A Boy," she clarified. "Who Is Currently A Pony. I Am The Only Golem Here, So You Could Not Be A Golem."