Fandom High Dormitories

Aside from the daemon thing- which hadn't been so bad- Maeve really hadn't gotten hit with the Fandom weirdness yet.

And then this morning she woke up with hooves.

So if you happened to wander into the second floor common room, you'd find a gray pony with pink hair angrily trying to do things like open the fridge with her mouth while cursing like a sailor. Maybe she could wedge her horn in there to do it, but that was attached to her head and felt like a stupid reason to need paramedics...


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This all felt weird. Maeve was sure she was in for major adjustments and culture shock and it was going to be hard and take some getting used to, and that was before she ended up rooming with a cat girl who didn't think she was a cat girl, which made her at least consider that she herself might be the crazy one.

So yeah. Weird.

She got herself set up enough in her room, slept off some of the jet lag, and then decided to wander around a little and get a better feel for the place. When she found the deck, she took a seat and lit up a cigarette, figuring this was a fine enough spot. She had a book on her if she decided she wanted to stay out here a while. At least out here she didn't have to worry about anything else.


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