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“Hey, Chirrup. A little help here?”
“Of course,” Chirrup quickly replied, his horn lighting again to pull at the troublesome strap, and after a moment of consideration, adjusting a couple of the others as well. When he was satisfied, Fire Storm gave a couple experimental beats of his wings before nodding in approval.
“Thanks,” Fire Storm said. “Figures that the armor made for ponies with wings needs extra straps that are a pain to get to without magic. You have no idea how lucky you are to have both.”
“Now if only I could get armor designed for a changeling instead of a pony,” Chirrup replied, though he smiled as he said it. “The new helm still doesn’t fit quite right, and I’d almost want to go around shapeshifted just so I can rest my wings comfortably.”
“Feathers are better anyway,” Fire said, swatting at Chirrup’s side with a wing.
“Pfft, no way,” Chirrup replied. “All that preening? Ugh. Pegasi are high-maintenance.”
Fire Storm burst out laughing, almost dropping his helmet in the process. “Oh, yeah, that’s pretty good coming from somepony who spends half an hour each day polishing himself!”
“It’s ten minutes at most,” Chirrup countered, and when that fed the pony’s amusement--and drew a few snickers from nearby recruits--he added, “and it’s not every day, either. Besides, you spend longer drying off after a shower!”
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