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Alunya & Grace McDonald's Fanfic
>A sunny morning, Grace & Alunya are at a McDonald's.
<"I really like Pinkie Pie," says Grace, sitting down at the table. Grace sways her sunny blonde hair and smiles. "I love PONK! Pinkie is Spongebob funny and boinks everytime she hops."
>Alunya turns, "What do you want at McDonald's?"
<Grace says, "Hashbrowns and pancakes… with orange juice."
>"Wait here," Alunya says, and the revolutionary catgirl walks to the counter to tell the proletariat cashier their order. Alunya looks dismally at the McDonald's employees and resented their opppression, but Grace-chan is more important. Another McDonald's employee walks across Alunya with their phone out. Alunya glimpses: the McDonald's employee is browsing leftypol.org–comrades are close at home, thankfully another leftypol user.
>Grace is alone at the table, and Alunya comes back. "Pinkie Pie? I like Rainbow Dash." Alunya places the pancakes on the table and sighs. "I kind of hate Rarity."
<"Rarity is lovely pony, darling," Grace says, impersonating Rarity's voice. "You only say you hate Rarity because of her opulence and class." Grace eats a bit of pancake and smiles, giggling at Alunya. "Besides, darling, you don't hate me."
>Alunya averts her eyes: it was true, she doesn't hate Grace. She did just buy her McDonald's. She PAID for the McDonald's for Grace!
<"The hashbrown tastes so good." Grace adds with another bite. She gazes out the window with her emerald eyes. "I never thought we would eat at a McDonald's."
>Alunya feels embarrassed, "It isn't like I wanted to be seen with you here… at McDonald's, eating with you." Alunya moves to eat her breakfast–she bought the same items she did for Grace, because Alunya consciously didn't want to out class her.
>Grace keeps eating her pancakes. As Grace does, an anon comes out and shows a Tomdatinker ☭ panel printed on a white sheet of paper to Grace.
>"You're dead, Grace!"
<Grace slides back the chair and looks extremely irate, walking away to the McDonald's bathroom.
>"Grace, no, wait!" Alunya looks worried, watching Grace get up and head for the bathroom, left at the table with the red anon standing there smugly with the printed cartoon. "Grrrr, you don't know what you've done! You SCARED OFF MY PRINCESS!" Alunya points at the anon holding up the comic (printed on a white sheet of paper).
<"Relax, Alunya, it was just a joke–" anon is interrupted–
>"STOP BEING RETARDED!" Alunya furiously pokes at the red anon. "I would NEVER do that to Grace-chan!" Alunya rebukes the red anon. "Now Grace is going to be so mad at me! It's not like that at all!"
<The anon walks away from Alunya and slides out the McDonald's doorway.
>Alunya is panicking, because Grace left to the McDonald's bathroom. Alunya approaches closeby and opens the door, hearing Grace faintly crying.
<"They drew pictures of you guillotining me and threatening to shoot me in a basement…" Grace sniffs, face covered in tears and leaning over the bathroom sink. "I thought the anons… *SNIFF*… liked me…" Grace is sobbing.
>"N–No, you're their favorite, don't listen to that anon, Grace–"
<Grace lays her head down at the sink.
>"Don't listen to the anons, Grace… you are appreciated, the anons… don't listen to the anons…" Alunya pulls Grace back from the sink, hugging around her. "Let's go back to eating the rest of your McDonald's… your breakfast is going to get cold, Grace."
<Grace wipes her tears, struck and saddened. "I will find royal artists to make you into a soyjak, I swear, Alunya, this isn't fair…" Grace breaks from Alunya's hug and heads back over to her table to eat the McDonalds.
>Alunya watches Grace from a distance, she sat at the table alone and finishes eating her hashbrowns.
<Grace turns her emerald eyes to Alunya as she approaches.
>"Look, Grace, I like Pinkie Pie too…" Alunya says, in an apologetic tone. "Let's move past this. Okay? I'll make it up to you later." Alunya nervously recalls with her looking back at the stubborn Grace-chan, seated with some pancakes left.