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the song drabble meme

It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.

( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!

<b>Characters:</b> -Name || (<lj user="username"></lj> ) -Name || (<lj user="username"></lj> ) <b>Number of Tracks:</b>

- reference our previous meme if you're still confused

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Fluttershy and CLU, being the yellowest~

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...Friendship?!

11) Unicorn Kid - Lion Hat

Something streaked past his visual field and landed with a clatter: a series of hard surfaces striking the ground almost simultaneously. Clu didn't unseat his disc for just anyone, but he wasn't expecting company--that sound suggested flexible armature or multiple limbs. He couldn't tell, not without an approach.

It was keeping quiet. He needed more data. "You okay, over there?"

"Ow," it replied, with a soft whicker of air. "I--I think so."

It was disoriented, or acting that way to gain his trust. He closed the distance in long, swift, quiet strides.

It had a head like a knight in chess. Solid hooves--Equus ferus caballus, unknown subspecies.

"Greetings!"

It shrieked and dove behind the nearest wall, not realizing that the blue neon glow outlined it perfectly, giving away its exact position.

"Huh. Could've sworn I saw someone." Clu was careful to act as though he had no idea the pony was right there, kept his tone even and friendly as he rounded the corner. "Ah! There you are."

The pony squeaked out an Oh, no way, and darted for the nearest dark corner.

"Are you kidding me?" Clu was more amused than angry, and intrigued. "Guess you don't want to play."

"What are you?"

Not the worst response he'd ever gotten. "That's too bad, man. It's a heck of a game. There's cake for the winner."

The pony scoffed and looked mildly interested for the first time, velvet ears and pink mane just flickering out past the wall.

"F-for real?"

"Sure," he said, shrugging. "GLaDOS showed me. Hey, what's your name?"

"What?"

It was official: no one on the entire station knew how to provide a basic User ID. Not even the talking ponies. He suppressed a sigh.

"I'm Clu," he said, tilting his head as she stepped out. "What's your name? And--man!--are those wings?"

"W-well, I'm...Fluttershy. And yeah." With a hint of duh.

"Cool! Can you really fly?"

"You are," she looked down, away, shook her head, "are..." She gave up. There were no words. "You talk a lot."

"Part of what I do," he said. "What do you do? When you're not crashing into things."

"I wasn't--" she fidgeted and backed up. "I didn't crash," she muttered.

"Huh." He considered that, and grinned. "You must've been going pretty fast, then."

"Yeah. Part of what I do." It was basically a whisper.

One that made him laugh. A deep, hard laugh that stretched his face creepily.

"I like to race, too. And this cake isn't gonna eat itself." There was tension, almost anxiety, in the way he brought his hand up over his back--whatever had been in his hand clicked softly into place, exchanged for some kind of wand. "Come on. Just one round."

"What?"

"There is cake." He spoke slowly, used the minimum wordcount and complexity settings. "I will race you for it. It's just over the ridge, there."

He pointed to a gleaming loop of electric blue far down the horizon.

"Okaaay," she said, still trembling around a long sigh. This guy was so weird.

"Cheer up! It's a fun game, promise. Hey," softly. "You're yellow. And I'm yellow."

Like that meant anything. Weirdest. Guy. Ever. She'd just agree with him and avoid making any sudden movements until the race began.

"Y-yeah," she stammered, wondering what his deal was. "We're the--yellowest."

He smirked at that. "Right on. Let's go." And his bizarro wand became a bizarro collection of lights and angles that resolved into what even was that, seriously. It rumbled low in its throat as he turned his hand.

No way he was going to beat her there, riding a weird, clunky thing like that. She mantled her wings, sucked in a deep breath, and stomped her hooves. Fluttershy was faster than anypony, and she knew it.

This really was going to be a piece of cake.

Clu was laughing as he brought his freakish wheelie dealie in line with the road.

"Same team, kid!" And he floored it.

She flew. He drove. The finish line extended endlessly ahead of them, a trail of neon blazing golden where they rushed past in the dark.

The cake, of course, was yellow.

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Oh my god, Fluttershy, find an adult.

N- no. This was amazing and you should feel amazing. Also, I'm downloading this song, I don't know what it is but my life was incomplete without it.