Evening Emeralds invited RT to come and help out on the rock farm this morning, but that silly filly was late as usual (no wonder Royal Minutes made her that watch) and the old boy was already picking away at a particularly troublesome piece of ore. This stallion is always transfixed on his work to be aware of his surroundings and didn't even notice Tashie creep up on him and catch him at an 'awkward angle' shall we say… The poor mare doesn't know where to look and froze on the spot, as firm and fine as his flanks are in his age (probably all that manual labor) he is like a grandad to her and wishes to wash that image out of her mind at the earliest opportunity XD

As soon as Evening Emeralds noticed her she tried to think of anything other than that sight, inquiring as to why he doesn't use magic to make the job easier. He does admit to refusing to utilize that horn of his (courtesy of Night Light) as much as he probably should, but alas the earth pony way of doing things is as ingrained in him through tradition as that hat of his, the desire for the feeling of 'a hard days work' will never go away in this old dog.
Whoops! he just remembered the N64 butt was late, now she's in for a scolding! at least he won't be mad at her for long after her nose wrinkles and she pulls those puppy dog deep brown eyes of hers :P (Lick)

Written and illustrated by :iconrainbowtashie: