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Fantasy Dons Pan-Dimensional Diner [reboot]

*Kiagran tries to hide her amusement at the cats expense before turning to Don and nods* "was hoping you guys carried some kind of cream soda and I was hoping you guys wouldn't mind if I performed here with my citole or violin? I'm rather good and if it can help entertain then I would be more then happy to offer my services"

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To watched as Don threw the cat and how the bean bag tried to eat the fur ball and chuckled. He's smile widened when Don gave him his drink. "Thanks." He took a drink then got up and went over to the blue woman to help her pick up the glass drink still in hand. "Here let me help." He snapped his fingers and what looked like a extraordinaryly fat demonic cupid in a bright blue tuxedo appeared in a puff of smoke and sulfer. "Impliy pick up this mess will you." The small creature waddled over and started to pick up the glass. He then sat in a chair and watched the drama of cat vs bean bag.
 
Well, the fox was a little alarmed and then disheartened when he came around the corner to find his favorite seat eating the cat. Not for the cats sake, of course- I mean, he couldn't imagine how it was harming him- But... well... you can't sit in a beanbag once its gone rabid, y'know. Its bad for your back.
An epic and awesome fight occurred between the beanbag and the cat, which is to say that the car was frantically scratching the beanbag. "You fox! Help ke and I shall grant yoy the honor of serving me!" It commanded wen it saw the fox watching it.

Heh. Well now, what an honor.

Well, the old fox didn't see any decency in ignoring a cry for help, even if the danger was a styrofoam filled cushion, (and at his age, one learns to forgive the young for their arrogance). So The fox opened its mouth and spoke calmly but firmly. "Alright, just quit thrashing. You're making it worse." He crept over to the beanbag and circled around it, looking for a way to reach in and grab the cat without putting weight on the bag and suffer the same fate ."Allright let's see..." he was saying to himself, "Maybe we can... no...? Well I guess ought to..." He finally found what he thought was the best angle and stretched his neck over the beanbag...but no. Still too far. He was going to need to risk it.

"Alrighty Beany, old chair.." He crooned to his favored seat as he slowly, cautiously put his front paws on the bag, and began leeeaaaning into it "...just your old buddy, Greycoat, right...?"

So far, he wasn't sinking in.

Well! It looked like fox wasn't on the menu after all! Greycoats faith in his beloved bag was restored! Heartened by the loyalty of an old chair, the fox reached over, grabbed the cats nape his teeth and proceeded to pull him out. But the cat, Greycoat found, was a point his lumpy friend- litteraly- wouldn't budge on. It tightened its hold, unwilling to give up its prize so easily.

"Oh, come on...!" Greycoat growled around the flab of skin in his mouth. He tried pushing off the balled up beanbag with both feet and when that didn't work, he climbed up and tried lifting with his whole body, leaning back for leverage. "Cough it up, you stubborn..."

And then treachery happened. The beanbag released the Cat, just long enough for Greycoat to topple backwards. And then with both of them on their backs, where they had the least mechanical advantage against it, it suddenly wadded up and engulfed both of them whole, leaving only Greycoats tail sticking out like a cherry stem on top. As a trophy.

After a moment of silence, you could hear Greycoats muffled voice saying. "Et tu, Beany?"
 
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*Kiagran tries to hide her amusement at the cats expense before turning to Don and nods* "was hoping you guys carried some kind of cream soda and I was hoping you guys wouldn't mind if I performed here with my citole or violin? I'm rather good and if it can help entertain then I would be more then happy to offer my services"

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Don chuckled, delighted at the offer. "Sure! Be our jukebox, ma'am! serenade away!" He opened a little refrigerator behind the bar digging around for the requested pop." In fact, if you here later tonight, we got a folk-singer/story circle at 7:00." He set her soda on the counter and grinned. " If'n yer interested"

(What is a citole, anyway?)
Looking back at the diner, he took a last look around and went to the bar. "I want to speak to the owner." Might as well get some answers from the big man himself.

Don looked at the guy who said that with one eyebrow raised. "Mission accomplished." He said. "Now whadda ya want?"
 
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*Kia picks up the drink with a grin and does a slight bow* "I'll be there, if you have a request please don't hesitate to ask" *she heads over to the center of the room and begins checking her citole for anything out of tune, satisfied, she turns to the beanbag and blinks at the tail, attempting to pry open the crack so whatever critters are stuck in it can get out* "you need to let go of the critters mr beanbag, you don't have a digestive system!"

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"Yes! Yes! Keep going!!" The cat shouted in joy as the fox started to drag him out of the infernal bean bag. "I shall make you my chief servant, my butler even, if you get me out!" It was working at first, the fox seemingly immune to the hunger of the bean bag, but it turned on the fox. It suddenly released the cat, causing both animals to flip on their backs. Then the bean bag continued to swallow them. "No!! That's it! I'll use my powers!" It screamed, mustering all of his strength. The cat felt a tugging on its legs, the invisible force pulling the fox's leg as well. "Damn, telekinsesis is all I can muster!" It shouted as it continued to try to pry themselves out of there.

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"Um, young sire," came Greycoats voice in the cramped darkness. "You might consider calming down. Its only an enchanted pillow after all, and you're shouting directly in my ear."
 
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Wick leaned into the counter, his gloved hands tapping on it rhythmically, and looked at Don straight into the eyes so that he could see himself reflected in his sunglasses. "I want to know what the hell this place is," he said annoyed. "And, most importantly, how I got here."
 
Dons eyebrows raised and his jaw dropped a little. Then he face palmed and groaned. "Ooooooog. Um, yeah sorry bout that. You're in a pocket-dimention diner, right now. I guess the doors act'n up, its not supposed to pick up random people. Sorry."

*Kia picks up the drink with a grin and does a slight bow* "I'll be there, if you have a request please don't hesitate to ask" *she heads over to the center of the room and begins checking her citole for anything out of tune, satisfied, she turns to the beanbag and blinks at the tail, attempting to pry open the crack so whatever critters are stuck in it can get out* "you need to let go of the critters mr beanbag, you don't have a digestive system!"
Mr Beanbag kept its "mouth" stubbornly scrunched and tried to roll or twist away from Kia. It was fighting a battle on two fronts right now, one side trying to break in, the other trying to break out.
 
"What do you mean it's just a pillow?! It's trying to eat us!" The cat said to the fox. "Though I will forgive you for your mistake, you're my butler after all." It said, feeling a bit happy about being called young sire. The cat felt something prying te mouth of yhe beast open. "Yes! Get us out of here and I shall reward you!" It said to its rescuer.

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What do you mean it's just a pillow?! It's trying to eat us!" The cat said to the fox. "Though I will forgive you for your mistake, you're my butler after all."

Greycoat smirked in bemusement. Seems he got the job after all.
The cat felt something prying te mouth of yhe beast open. "Yes! Get us out of here and I shall reward you!" It said to its rescuer.

Greycoat bairly registered the rescue operation happening outside. He had just had what he thought was a spectacular lightbulb moment. "Sire! You're telekinetic, yes? If you can create a bubble around me so I can roll onto my stomach, I can push you up with my back."
 
"Great idea!" The cat said as he formed a telekinetic barrier around the fox. Good thing he has a smart butler. "Also, just so you don't make any mistakes in te future. I'm not a telekinetic, I'm a god." The cat said in case the fox didn't know. It wouldn't be pretty if the cat had to disintegrate its butler for insulting the cat.
 
*she closes her eyes and pushes hard, creating the illusion of her reaching in and pulling out the fox and cat and placing them behind her, not sure if this would work or not but she did her best to make it as convincing as possible for her relativly low power*

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"Great idea!" The cat said as he formed a telekinetic barrier around the fox. Good thing he has a smart butler. "Also, just so you don't make any mistakes in te future. I'm not a telekinetic, I'm a god." The cat said in case the fox didn't know. It wouldn't be pretty if the cat had to disintegrate its butler for insulting the cat.
"I see." Greycoat grunted laboriously as he to turn himself over. "My most reverent apologies." He figured the Cat wouldn't detect the irony.
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Meanwhile, that bag was feeling some unexpected movement down there and was starting to feel that things were rapidly getting out of its control.

*she closes her eyes and pushes hard, creating the illusion of her reaching in and pulling out the fox and cat and placing them behind her, not sure if this would work or not but she did her best to make it as convincing as possible for her relativly low power*

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"Alright" Said Greycoat. "Now try to get your feet my back. Ready? PUSH!"

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It was all SO unfortunately timed. Because just as grey (and presumably the cat) pushed up and out with all their might, the poor beanbag had had all that its styrofoam brain could handle and decided "CHUCK IT". And promptly did just that .

The beanbag flipped inside out, spitting out its occupants and sending them launching though the air by their own combined momentum. Greycoat, of course, was at he bottom of the springing totem pole and was a little heavier so he managed to fall right into Kias bosom (lucky basterd)
 
"As long as you understand." The cat said to him. The cat sees itself as a benevolent master, though he has no clue that the fox being sarcastic. Just as the cat was about to roll over, the demented pillow spit them out. Te cat cat went soaring, landing claws first on the foxgirl's face.

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(Ok, nevermind)
"As long as you understand." The cat said to him. The cat sees itself as a benevolent master, though he has no clue that the fox being sarcastic. Just as the cat was about to roll over, the demented pillow spit them out. Te cat cat went soaring, landing claws first on the foxgirl's face.

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And good thing too, or he would've landed right into the middle of a pack of Dog-People's poker game.
 
*As the fox barrels into her chest she stumbled, but the cat grabbed onto her face and knocked her over to the ground, a sickening sound of her citole breaking rips through the tavern. Kia screamed in pain through the cat, trying to pull him off, shouting explitives in the process* "get the*beep* off of me you*beep* *beep!" (she would be actually swearing, censoring it so it doesn't go overboard)

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The cat was definitely surprised when it shot out of the couch like a bullet, but even more so when it landed on the foxgirl's face. "Ha! That'll teach you not to mess with me!!" It shouted at the fox, acting as if everything that happened was part of its plan. It jumped off the girl's face, after 'accidentally' scratching her up some more. "I'm hungry, if you won't turn me back, the at least serve some fold Don! Or what, are you gonna keep me captive here starving?!" It said to Don. The cat decided to lay low for now, to plan out how it was going to defeat Don.

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Tsuna politely thanked the impish creature that helped her, nodding in repeat to the individual who had summoned it. By now, she was used to seeing anything and everything in this tavern, and nothing came as much of a surprise anymore. When the last piece of glass - or at least what she thought was the last piece - was retrieved, she took a final glance around for anything missed before taking the glass shards from Impliy and wandering toward the bar with them, her orb of water still hanging around near her head. "Sorry, Don," she said as she carefully showed him the broken glass. "Got some place I can put this where it won't make a mess for you?" Even as she said it, she glanced at the chaos that had erupted in the lounge and frowned. Her normally-quiet lounge was now a mess of noise and commotion, and she doubted that her favorite couch was taking any more liking to it than she was.

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[PONYVILLE]

Discord, Spike, Dosey Doe, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Big Mac, and Starlight Glimmer were sitting around a large, circular table in Twilight's castle, playing a game of Ogres & Oubliettes. Their characters were making their way through a particularly insidious hallway full of traps. Tonight, Discord was serving as the game master.

"Dosey, I'll need you to roll your will save," said Discord, rolling a die behind his game master's screen.

Dosey's eyes went wide. "Oh no, I hope Sir Punchalot will be okay!" she exclaimed, referring to her monk character.

"Don't worry," said Twilight, chuckling. "Monks have excellent saving throwing bonuses. I'm sure he'll be just fine."

Dosey nodded as she rolled her die. "Let's see, I rolled a... uh oh." She looked up at the group, now worried more than ever. "I rolled a -"

POP!

Dosey was gone.

Big Mac, Spike, and Fluttershy all practically fell out of their chairs trying to get away from the table, which they now assumed was cursed.

"Everypony stay calm!" cried Twilight. Starlight, thinking quickly, cast a shield bubble around the table to prevent anyone from touching it.

"Discord! What did you do?" Twilight demanded, teleporting right up in his face.

"I... nothing! I don't understand! Ahem. Take me to Dosey Doe!" he said, and snapped his fingers. He vanished, and then re-appeared a moment later in the same spot. "But how is that possible?" he asked, talking mostly to himself. "Chrysalis' throne was destroyed. Where else could she have gone that I can't follow?"

Starlight was walking around the table and inspecting it. Something she saw stopped her in her tracks. "Discord, what kind of trap was that?"

"Just... just a simple plane shift trap, that's all," he replied, still confused by what had happened.

"Twilight, look at this." Twilight rushed over to Starlight's side. "It's the die Dosey rolled."

Through the shimmering, translucent shield, they both stared at the single crystalline icosahedron sitting next to a little figurine of a monk pony.

The number "1" stared back at them.

[DON'S DINER]

Dosey poofed into existence just outside and a few feet above the ground. She tumbled down, landing in a pink ball of mane, tail and hooves, thudding against the wall of a building she had never seen before, which squeezed a feeble "eek!" out of her. Getting shakily to a standing position (she felt as though she had just been pulled through a cheese grater), she examined this building, and then her surroundings. She immediately regretted this and rested her head against the building's door, feeling like she might faint.

Of course, since it was a revolving door, it offered no resistance, and she fell into the entrance, face-planting.
 
Kiagran sat up, her face pale as if she had seen a ghost, right behind her was her smashed instrument as she stroked the neck* "goddamnit! I just finished giving it a waterproof coating!" *She hanged her head to hide her emotions, cradling it a little in one arm before her eyes turn towards the cat, her eyes livid* "if this wasn't dons I'd make you a lunch out of your own skin cat!"

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