Blobskin's Macro/Micro Flash Fics

Version: 1.01

Rarity stood on the sidewalk with a dull look on her face. She was dressed for a simple dinner party with Anon, who was equally well-dressed. Unlike Rarity, however, Anon was currently struggling with all his might to open the door.

"Just... a moment... Rarity. I swear I've almost got this," he assured her. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Rarity sighed, looking down at the human who only stood as high as her chest. Then she looked at the gold plated sign in the middle of the door. It read "PULL to open".

"I swear... they need to oil these hinges or something," Anon grunted as he continued to PUSH.

"Anon?" Rarity said quietly. "The sign says PULL."

Anon froze. Then he stepped back until the sign came into view. "Oh would you look at that!" he laughed awkwardly. He pulled the door aside and ushered the amazonian mare inside. "After you!" he cheered.

Rarity rolled her eyes. "You may not be bright, but at least you make life interesting."