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[Okay, this mouse is starting to get weird.]

Is this just a thing you do? Read my mind?

You could say I can read people pretty well.

I'm a threapist.

[Yep. Coming straight from the mouse's mouth. Dead serious.]

[Insert your "Arcee needs therapy" joke of choice here.]

Nope.

Not doing this.

[Yes, this is a cat turning away from a mouse. Therapists mean FEELINGS.]

W-wait!

[He scurries after her, nearly running to catch up with her stride.]

My name is Rung. I never got your name!

Arcee.

[She doesn't even look at him as she continues to pad off in a grumpy huff. Although she doesn't care if he follows her or not, she sure is going to pretend like she isn't interested.]

[He stumbles a few times and, agh screw it, he's running on all fours now.]

Arcee listen. I'm in no condition to be doing my job at this moment. So you don't have to worry about me asking you things.

However, I would appreciate your help, if you'd be willing that is. With this strange world and all.

[At least he's good at keeping up. Hopefully that means he'll survive.

With a heavy sigh, Arcee decides to at least spill the basics for him. She's grumpy, not mean.]

Ponies are the dominate species, magic's a thing, friendship happens to be magic, and you're gonna be stuck like that for awhile. Anything I missed?

[Well. Um.]

What do organics like me eat?

I am not the bot you should be asking. Because between you and me? You're what organics like me eat.

[Which means she's seen a lot of mice.

Which also means she's seen a lot of mice eating.]

You know what? Scratch that. Mice like to eat our crops, that's all I can tell you.

[Well he stops running then and feels his fur bristle.]

You eat organics like me...

[He rubs at his forehead.]

And there's bound to be other felines here. And I eat crops but the crops are for the Equins here....

Would they only see me as a pest?

Probably. I know the ones I'm allowed to eat are pests.

[Although talking about her kills to ponies is apparently frowned upon. What a bunch of babies.]

But if you can find someone to speak up for you, I'm sure you'll do fine. Like a bodyguard. They're kinda big on the friendship thing, they won't hurt you if you object.

[He nods a little, tail curling around himself before he smiles up at the cat.]

It looks you've been here for some time now. You already know of the natives and their behaviors...

[There he goes, reading her mind again.]

Pretty long, yeah.

[The irritation shows in how her tail begins to twist.]

I was literally told the only way out is to wait your turn. My number hasn't been drawn yet, apparently.

[Rung tilts his head.]

Perhaps there's a reason for it.

If there is, no one's figured it out yet.

[Or they're keeping it from her. She'd like to think better of the ponies.]

It's not like there's a way to find out.

There must be a reason for all this.

[His eyes move across their surroundings, a smile reappearing.]

At least this planet looks welcoming for the most part.

Who knows? Even if there is, I find it hard to believe it'd be a good reason.

[Unfortunately, Arcee can't bring herself to smile with him.]

It is. Really makes you think about what we're doing with ours.

[His smile falls a little.]

I will say that the bright colors are something to adjust to.

[Rung's tail twitches.]

Among other things.

Hear that one all the time. Trust me, you'll get over it pretty fast.

[Loses its charm once you realize you're stuck with it.]

...You know, you're the first mouse I've seen thrown into this mess. I'm not used to someone being smaller than me.

Ah, really?

[He peers up at her, whiskers twitching.]

What other types of organics are there here? [Besides the ponies and them of course.]

Dragons.

[Her ears fold back just at the thought. Even if the dragons she's met have been friendly so far, they still look too much like Predacons for her liking.]

Big scaley things, look exactly like an organic Predacon. ...Also comes in travel size.

And... What do dragons eat?

Rocks and gems, apparently.

[So don't you worry your little mousy head.]

[Phew, that's a relief.]

I'll be sure to keep my distance. Unless they're not hostile.

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