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"Are you sure this is healthy?"

Midnight's head snapped up. She'd only had this new lab in Canterlot for a week, and already someone had broken in. She wished for Bertram, her undead servant usually scared people away. Frustrated, she turned her head to see a white unicorn standing in the glaring light from the door.

"What are you doing here." She deadpanned, not really wanting an answer, just wishing she would go away.

"Technically this is on my families property so I can come here whenever." She paused, "I'm checking on you. You spend all day in this dark hole. What do you even do in here?"

"Stuff." Midnight muttered.

"What kind of stuff?" The Unicorn asked, heading down the stairs, and closing the door behind her with a snap. At least Midnight could relax her eyes from that light.

"Magic stuff."

"It smells bad." The unicorn said, glancing over the edge of the cauldron.

"No, really?' Midnight said sarcastically. "I put chopped up bats in there." The Unicorn raised an eyebrow.

"Chopped up bats don't smell that bad." The unicorn said. "Unless they were rotten." Midnight almost smiled. Almost. This unicorn knew her stuff. Most ponies would've run away by now, due to Midnight's general creepiness. "I'm Vogue by the way." The unicorn said.

"I didn't ask your name." Midnight said.

"I know." Vogue said, smirking. "But I'm asking yours." Midnight paused, glaring at her for a second.

"Midnight. Midnight Abyss." She grunted, turning back to the cauldron.

"Hey." Vogue said. "I'm taking you outside." Midnight turned to her, incredulously.

"What makes you think you have the right to order me to come with you?"

"Cause I, like, own this place? C'mon, it'll be fun."

"Ugh." Midnight mumbled. She didn't know if she really had a choice, "Fine." But for some reason, going outside with the perky unicorn didn't sound so bad anymore...

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Here's my contest entry for Lopoddity . I totally ship these two, and I have this lil' headcanon that Midnight would move away to Canterlot to try to have more freedom to practice her dark magic and has to leave Bertram behind because of laws in Canterlot preventing undead ponies. She needs a new assistant and Vogue pretty much volunteers herself, after checking on Midnight since her family pretty much owns most of Canterlot. Enjoy!

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"Are you sure this is healthy?"

Midnight's head snapped up. She'd only had this new lab in Canterlot for a week, and already someone had broken in. She wished for Bertram, her undead servant usually scared people away. Frustrated, she turned her head to see a white unicorn standing in the glaring light from the door.

"What are you doing here." She deadpanned, not really wanting an answer, just wishing she would go away.

"Technically this is on my families property so I can come here whenever." She paused, "I'm checking on you. You spend all day in this dark hole. What do you even do in here?"

"Stuff." Midnight muttered.

"What kind of stuff?" The Unicorn asked, heading down the stairs, and closing the door behind her with a snap. At least Midnight could relax her eyes from that light.

"Magic stuff."

"It smells bad." The unicorn said, glancing over the edge of the cauldron.

"No, really?' Midnight said sarcastically. "I put chopped up bats in there." The Unicorn raised an eyebrow.

"Chopped up bats don't smell that bad." The unicorn said. "Unless they were rotten." Midnight almost smiled. Almost. This unicorn knew her stuff. Most ponies would've run away by now, due to Midnight's general creepiness. "I'm Vogue by the way." The unicorn said.

"I didn't ask your name." Midnight said.

"I know." Vogue said, smirking. "But I'm asking yours." Midnight paused, glaring at her for a second.

"Midnight. Midnight Abyss." She grunted, turning back to the cauldron.

"Hey." Vogue said. "I'm taking you outside." Midnight turned to her, incredulously.

"What makes you think you have the right to order me to come with you?"

"Cause I, like, own this place? C'mon, it'll be fun."

"Ugh." Midnight mumbled. She didn't know if she really had a choice, "Fine." But for some reason, going outside with the perky unicorn didn't sound so bad anymore...

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Here's my contest entry for Lopoddity . I totally ship these two, and I have this lil' headcanon that Midnight would move away to Canterlot to try to have more freedom to practice her dark magic and has to leave Bertram behind because of laws in Canterlot preventing undead ponies. She needs a new assistant and Vogue pretty much volunteers herself, after checking on Midnight since her family pretty much owns most of Canterlot. Enjoy!

Background taken from here: oxinfree.deviantart.com/art/Tw…