Button s Mom is a Literal Goddess
Alarm. 8:30 AM. Whipping the comforter aside, Button Mash threw himself from his bed, hooves clopping onto the carpet-less hardwood floor of his dorm bedroom as he simultaneously reached his hand toward the blaring alarm clock, chocolate brown fingers silencing the cacophony. A determined grin spread across his muzzle as he adopted the coolest action pose he could think of with his limited early-morning brain capacity - spreading his hooves wide, bending his knees at ninety-degree angles,...
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