*The signage to Maretime Bay hangs in the near distance, the pegasus dragging their large wings along the ground as @mlpg5_Pipp sits atop their back like some cushioned float rider.*
Yknow, Pipp.. you could walk for at least the last stretch!
I, uh.. think that’s how it works? But anyway, thanks for the help, Terabyte.
C’mon, Pipp! It’s a long way to Maretime Bay and I told Sunny we’d get there tomorrow.
*The TB flutters away as best they can, delivering a hastily written note to @mlpg5_Sunny.*
[Hey, Braids! Me and Pipp are heading your way, probably tomorrow. You might wanna make some of your special cupcakes, Pipp will PROBABLY need them. Don’t ask.- Z]
See, that’s the thing! I found an old way ponies used to communicate back in the day. Grabbed one for myself!
...Now, how’d this TB bird thing work. *prods!*
*SQUARK!*
...Clearlynotlikethat!
Hey Piiiiiip..~
What’cha say we take a little trip? Visit Sunny and /also/ get you that part?
*They gradually lower themself, halting at @mlpg5_Pipp’s level, a hopeful look to their face.*
“Not ‘ere. After the other clans reunited, we had t’ start sharin’ our parts. Last shipment went t’ Maretime Bay.” *The stallion responds, chewing on a toothpick.*
Maretime Bay?
*An idea ignites within their mind, the snarky royal turning to their melted sister.*
*Gritting their teeth in sharp response, Zipp’s eyes trail from their sister to Terabyte who still stands behind the counter.*
Is there /anywhere/ we can get the part needed? I honestly thought we had loads.
*Some time later..*
*Two royals stand at the front desk of Zephyr Heights’ premium technology store, a tall, broad Pegasus standing before them, a grown plastered across his face.*
...Oh no.
*Knowing they won’t win this battle, Zipp sees it best to give in. Perhaps they can win another battle another time. And so, they reluctantly get up and proceed to follow their sister, praying this won’t take /too/ long..*
Okay, okay! Look, we’ll pay a visit to Feathered Phones and figure this out, okay?
I’m sure Terabyte has a replacement.
*They grunt audible, rolling up into a seated position, a few strands of mane sticking out of their usual placement.*
*They squirm beneath the blanket in hopes the aggressive poker will cease and retreat. Nada. Finally, alabaster nose pokes out from beneath a pillow, followed by two narrowed eyes.*
....It’s too early for this high energy, @mlpg5_Pipp.
*Sighs, laying a hoof upon their sister’s shoulder, their voice soft and gentle as opposed to their usual snark.*
Look, we’ll go to Feathered Phones and pick you up a new one, okay?
Pipp.. you know I didn’t mean for this to happen. I just wanted you to get the camera out of my face.
*Zipp displays genuine remorse towards their sister, combined with mass amounts of guilt.*