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Man, I really love this ship.
Zecora sat at the edge of the everfree forest. "It is so dark this night I see, yet I feel a bit"
"lonely?" Zecora heard a voice behind her. She turned around to see Big Mac.
"Hello, my dear. How kind of you to meet me here." She sighed.
"Is somethin' wrong?"
"No, no, not at all. In fact, it is rather small."
"Eeyup." Big Mac shifted a tad uncomfortably, and sat down next to Zecora. "Ya mind?"
"No. What do you have there?" (Yeah, I couldn't think for a rhyme there.) She peered to him.
"Oh, uhm" Big Mac produced a small bouquet of flowers. "These."
Zecora blushed profoundly. "I-I." She cleared her throat- "For me?"
"Eeyup."
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Zecora sat at the edge of the everfree forest. "It is so dark this night I see, yet I feel a bit
"lonely?" Zecora heard a voice behind her. She turned around to see Big Mac.
"Hello, my dear. How kind of you to meet me here." She sighed.
"Is somethin' wrong?"
"No, no, not at all. In fact, it is rather small."
"Eeyup." Big Mac shifted a tad uncomfortably, and sat down next to Zecora. "Ya mind?"
"No. What do you have there?" (Yeah, I couldn't think for a rhyme there.) She peered to him.
"Oh, uhm
Zecora blushed profoundly. "I-I." She cleared her throat- "For me?"
"Eeyup."
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