And then my life ended when Spitfire ran off after I hit that pole… Irony.
(All together now, Awwww.)
I just know that I’m gonna be stuck back under this lamp post for a week until the street gets cleaned…
(PFFFF signal boost)
Pretty sure I’ve been here before, but I can’t quite put my hoof on it…
((If I can direct your attention for a moment, someone made an ask blog for Hurricane’s ghost! And I’ve talked to the mod, and I’m fairly confident that it won’t be terrible! So follow it and ask Hurricane’s dead corpse some questions! Note: that blog will not have an effect on how this one ends, because this blog specifically concerns Spitfire (it’s a bit hard for her to be influenced by something she can’t see or hear properly), and… I’ll be honest, it was a total surprise when I found it. I was flattered but cautious, because the last time someone made a fan-work based on something of mine it was awful. But this one looks like it won’t be! Hooray.))
