Totally Not Kid-Friendly Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Sunday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

As was probably shocking to absolutely no one, Derek did not socialize much at age ten. Which is why having a sleep-over was just crazy talk if you asked him.

Crazy talk.

But that wasn't going to stop him from trying out this whole thing. With friends.

[[Open for anyone who brave the creepy house!]]

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[bitten_notshy]

"I'm not a bear," Jan told her, giggling. "I'm a person!"

He thought about it for a moment. "But one time I saw a bear in the park, and people threw money at it to make it dance, and that was pretty cool."

[locointhecoco]

"I don't have any bits," Pinkie said. She was just a filly, after all. "What's a person?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Like me or him or him or him," Jan said, pointing. "Why are you talking about your bits?"

[locointhecoco]

"'Cause you wanted me to throw money at you." She looked at the people he'd pointed to. "You all look like hairless bears to me."

[bitten_notshy]

"Nuh-uh," Jan said, crinkling his nose. "Anyhow, do ponies have money?"

[locointhecoco]

"Yuh-huh. I just don't have any bits right now."

[bitten_notshy]

"It's okay," Jan told her. "I don't either."

[locointhecoco]

"Of course not," Pinkie said. "Bears don't use money."

[bitten_notshy]

"But people do," Jan pointed out. "We still aren't bears."

[locointhecoco]

"What's a 'people'?" Didn't he say he was a person? Now she was confused.