"We've definitely fixed the boiler! Now it's just a question of firing it all up! Chief Bathing Engineer Hong, raise steam!"

"Aye aye, cap'n!"

*creeeeeak*

"All gauges reporting nominal, captain!"

*clonk clonk clongclongclongclongclong*

"Excellent! Full steam ahead, if you would!"

*clonkclonkclonkclonkclonkclonk hssssss*

Gryphon smiled, broad as morning. "Now then, gentlewomen of the household, if you would be so kind as to get ready, the Fusonese bath will await-"

*clonkclonkgroOoOoAaAaAanwhuddawhuddawhuddawhuddaclankptangvssst*

Gryphon's smile suddenly became more fixed. "Er, Meiling, is everything okay?"

"Oh yeah, 's'all good!"

*gronkagronkacreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak*

"Belay that belay that BELAY THAT-"

*spadonkbamPTOIOIOIOIOIOING*

Remilia, Flandre, and Sakuya smiled at Gryphon, and at the gently-described arc of Meiling as she was propelled backwards through the air behind him, smashing through an elderly door and disappearing from view.

"Ah," said Gryphon.

Flandre tapped her cheek. "Wasn't that the door to the garderobe?"

"Oh," said Gryphon.

"Are we therefore to assume that tonight's Fusonese bath will be postponed?"

"Er... yes," said Gryphon, somewhat sheepishly.

And then, sounding like a kitten if it was in a tin bath at the bottom of a well, Meiling's plaintive voice echoed up and said "Gryphon? I don't wanna be chief bathing engineer no more."

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"She's old, she's lame, she's barren too, // "She's not worth feed or hay, // "But I'll give her this," - he blew smoke at me - // "She was something in her day." -- Garnet Rogers, Small Victory

FiMFiction.net: we might accept blatant porn involving the cast of My Little Pony but as God is my witness we have standards.

The last one was really sad so I thought I'd try and make yall laugh instead. =]