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Luna nickered in frustration as she looked at the satchel she was offered. It was not made for her kind in mind. “This will not fit my status,” she looked to her right, “Raul, will you wear this in my stead?”

“Nay,” he smirked, “I have my own pack. What if you step into it and we tie it around you. Less dignified than you’re used to, but still would work and you could reach inside it. It’s a satchel, afterall. We could make them into saddlebags like you asked, but that’d cost us another one of your bits.”

Luna looked to the table that held her satchel and sighed. “You are right, Raul. I should make the best of what I have. Salespony… er, person. I will and wear it with pride,” she lifted her chin.

Ariel reached past Luna and slid it over her long neck and let it rest where her chest regalia had rested. “Looks nice enough,” she said as she took a step back to look the mare over. “Now all you need is a pair of panties and a bra and you’ll be halfway to a human.”

Raul scoffed. “How’s she gonna wear a bra when her titties are back there?”

“I’d find a way to make it work.”

“How? The panties’d cover it before you could get a bra to match,” Raul countered with a smirk, his eyebrows hardened.

“I said I’d find a way...”

Luna’s cheeks were puffed as she held her breath, a blush across her muzzle. Finally she exhaled. “Must you speak of me in such a way?”

The two looked at the mare and shrugged. “My bad,” they said in unison then grinned to each other. “Jinx. Jinx again!”

Luna turned and with a smooth motion left the two to bicker amongst each other.

“Verily,” Luna stated before taking a slightly deeper breath in, “seller of this satchel, it will work. I will trade you a bit for it.”

Luna levitated a bit from its hiding place in her shoe and placed it on the counter. With a toothless grin the creature took the bit and ate it, swallowing it in one bite. “The deal has been made and is firm. If you wish to return the item you would have better luck flying to the moon of this world.

Luna exhaled and looked away. “I could on my world.”

“Then perhaps it is in my favor that this is not your world. Can I sell you anything else? The money you offered is worth more than a single satchel.”

“No, this will due… wait, I will need nourishment for the journey outside what they carry.”

“I carry only food with meat, pony. You will not be well should you eat it.”

Luna rolled her eyes. “I understand. I am also able to eat some meat. I will take some of what will last the longest, in case the needs arise.”

The creature turned, exposing a back covered with spikes as sharp as an unfiled horn. Luna’s hind leg took an instinctive motion back. The creature turned back with three sealed packages. These are what humans call ‘em’ar’dee’. They never go bad and are full of needed human nutrients. Should you eat them I wish you luck, and may your intestines tolerate this.”

Luna took the MRE’s in her magic and into her satchel, she frowned at how full the satchel was after only a single purchase. The creature snickered and shrugged. Luna turned and trotted past the now frustrated duo that now was seemingly holding a staring contest, rather than argue.

“Come, my knights. We feast then we begin our journey back to the mirror and return me to my home.” She began a steady trot to the market and to a human vendor. She bought a bushel worth of mixed vegetables and the bushel, carrying it on her back. She ate an egg plant as she waited for Raul and Ariel to catch up.

“Well, ‘tis nice to see you have come to an agreement of silence rather than making me wait for much longer,” she said as she took a bite of a carrot she had in her magic. She swallowed while the two split up and went to different stands to buy food. Aran came jogging up, his runic stones clattering as he approached, announcing his position.

“Don’t,” he panted, “leave without me. I’m going with you still… can I have a carrot?”

Luna raised an eyebrow to him and sent a carrot to him. He took a bite and sighed in pleasure. “What?” he asked, “I’m a vegetarian, too.”

Luna couldn’t help but grin. “Then we have two things in common, magic and our diet. We are on track to be comrades.”

“Wouldst thou haveth a swiving?” Raul said from beside Luna, startling her slightly. Enough to make her spill her bushel.

Luna glared at Raul. Raul scratched the back of his head. “I’m sorry, Luna. That was uncalled for… I should swiv with you first, right?”

Luna gasped and blushed, lowering her tail and picking up the vegetables and carrying them to her side as she quietly entered a gallop away from Raul.

“...What did you say just now? What’s a ‘swiving’?”

“It means ‘to have sex’.”

Aran looked at the mare who was nearing the edge of town. “Ah. I see. She does have a nice moony-butt. I can see you two together.”

Raul cocked his arm and let a firm punch land on Aran’s arm. With a yelp Aran hopped away and held his arm. “Jerk face.”

Raul shrugged. “I’m not into pony style,” he said with a wink and took a bite of a wrap he’d pulled from a pocket, “...anyway. Let’s go.” With that, Raul entered into a run to catch up to Luna while Aran ate his carrot quickly. He ran to a vendor and bought some traveling snacks quickly and cast a spell, then was off like a bullet after the pony and man.

Ariel looked up from where she sat on a bench and swallowed a mouthful of food. “Uhm, what about me?” she asked softly.