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TEST DRIVE MEME

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Umm...I'm Dipper.

[Wait better looking-]

I...I'm not a pony though.

[Just like you're not an extremely short pony with paws, Arcee.]

[Of course not, she knows what a cat is. Miko talked about hers all the time.

Miko did not, however, have a deer.]

You're joking.

Nope.

[He lifts a hoof and wiggles it a bit.]

These things are a looot smaller than pony hooves, and-

[He lowers his head a little. Lookit dem BIG OL EARS.]

These things are definitely new. So I'm pretty sure I'm a deer, not a pony. ....for some reason.

[Well that certainly would explain a lot.]

Then welcome to the out-of-place club, there's only a few of us who haven't been ponivied.

So you mean most of the people who wind up here turn into ponies instead?

[Well that'd explain all the ponies, but he can't help but wonder what makes them special.]

No, there's just a lot of ponies here for no fragging reason.

[God, Arcee, calm down.]

Thankfully most of them are okay with us. Even scored my own room over at the commune.

A room?

[He frowns, his ears falling back.]

..So I guess you've been stuck here a while, then..

[...Those ears droop.]

More than I'm happy to admit.

And...nobody knows of any way to go home? ..at all?

If they did, do you really think we'd be sticking around this joint? It's literally a pastel prison.

[Pastel Prison™ now available at your local retailer]

Might as well make yourself comfy.

[Oh gosh that's horrendous to think about. Where's Mabel when you need her? She'd know what to do in a pastel prison.]

B-but...why'd I have to get stuck as a deer? Being a cat like you would have been easier at least. I can't even walk like this!

[COMPLAINING DEER NOISES.]

[Haha, she won't lie. Being a cat is pretty awesome. ...You know, compared to everything else.]

Yeah, but--

[Wait. What...what are those noises? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT OH GOD SHE BROKE HIM]

....But what?

[In his distress he didn't even notice the odd little deer bleaty noises he just made. Were you saying something, Arcee?]

[Yeah, she was... But now she forgot.]

Nothing, never mind. ...You sure you're okay?

Not really, no. ..But I'll be ok, I guess.

[Way to push that optimism.]

I just need to figure out how to walk on these toothpicks of mine.

You need to find your center balance.

[Says Arcee, the cat, the animal with naturally good balance. Yeah, learning to walk again wasn't very hard for her.]

If you need help, I'm right here.

[He seems aware, if that sour expression is anything to go by.]

Dunno how you can help, unless you can tell me how to stand without knocking other ponies over.

[He sighs as he gets back up to his feet, wobbling a bit. He's already rammed into enough pe- ....ponies today, and he doesn't want this whole town hating him on the first day.]

[...Wow, thanks Dipper. That makes her feel great. Just for that? She's going to waltz over to his side and push one of those wobbly legs.]

Rule number one, don't doubt me. Or do you see anyone else jumping at the chance to help you?

[It's like sticking a feather in a wind tunnel because DOWN HE GOES, falling onto his side with his legs sticking straight out while he takes a moment to figure out what just happened.]

H-hey!

[Smug cat is smug.]

Willing to try again?

[He huffs and wobbles his way back to his feet.]

...It'd be easier if my legs weren't so long.

Is complaining all you can do? Seriously? Look, I get what it's like to be at a disadvantage, but whining about it isn't gonna make it any better. You need to make it work for you.

[She gives his legs a look over again, trying to get some ideas.]

Obviously these legs weren't meant to have a lot of weight put on them... This is going to sound weird, but maybe you should try skipping.

[He's a disgruntled 12 year-old, so yes, apparently.]

..Skipping.

[He can barely stand up, and now you're asking him to skip?]

And you think it'll work?

[Cat shrug.]

But really, what do we have to lose?

[...Fair enough. With a heavy sigh and a little butt-wiggle of preparation, Dipper does a little hop forwards. Then another, and another, before turning around and making his way back.

Hey, no falling over! It's a little silly, but it works.]

..Please don't tell me I'm going to have to keep walking like this.