"And here is the main throne room. Oh, look! Applejack and Fluttershy are here right now!"
The mob of tourists tore over to the two element holders, and I plopped my flank down on the marble floor, wiping the sweat off my brow with my hoof.
10 hours a day, getting paid 20 bits an hour.
It was a pretty good job at the time.
"Ahem! If you'd follow me, we'll be heading to the gift shop now!" I called to the tourists. They followed like a flock of birds, and I left them at the gift shop to tend to themselves.
I trotted towards to the higher class section of Ponyville, towards a two-floored apartment. As I walked in, I heard the familiar tacktacktack of the sewing machine, one of my inventions.
I hung my saddlebag on the hook by the door and opened the fridge. I took out some yogurt and a banana, as well as the chocolate ice cream. I put them all in the blender and turned it on.
There was a large explosion, and a mare came trotting down the stairs.
"Emerald are you-OH MY!"
I stood there.
The kitchen, and ME, was covered in banana, chocolate ice cream, and yogurt.
"The blender exploded again, didn't it?" The mare asked in her Appleloosan accent.
"Mhhm." I grumbled.
"Here, let me help." She grabbed a towel, and started to clean my face.
I rolled my eyes, and in a flash of orange light, I was clean again.
"Y'know, you answer everything with magic."
"I know, but it's so EASY!" I pouted.
She placed her hoof under my muzzle. "Magic isn't always the answer."
She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and headed back up the staircase. "Oh, and hurry up on that prosthetic will you? I've been waiting for a while now."
I smiled.