Candlelight rolls her eyes.
“All these years, it’s always been the same. I’ve always been afraid. History repeats itself, some ponies say…
Gosh, you’re all giving me a lot to think about. I’m not good at thinking!”
“I hope that doesn’t frighten you. I’m a good girl.
Oh and uh, could you guys keep the whole ‘demon’ thing on the down-low? I’m not trying to have all of Ponyville know I’m a monster.”
“Impossible, almost. And even if you do figure out how, I’ll just come back in time. That’s what we do!
Happy Hunting!”
Candlelight’s thoughts: “There’s the fact that I’m kind of a lust-eating succubus and a go-go dancer, and that’s a bit too much complication. Bumble deserves a nice, normal pony…And I’m not that at all.
Oh well…I guess it’s kind of hopeless. No matter! I can mope about it later. Right now, I need to focus on making this a fun date for both of us!”
Candlelight: “They really dolled this place up! …So, um…I’m guessing there are a lot of guys who want a dance with you, so go on ahead!” She looks around “I’ll just be back over here if you need me.”
