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Made in response to a comment in the last image. Here King Sombra has somehow returned from the land of the dead to exact his vengeance…or conversely, he just wants a cup of coffee and some donuts. There is no life before coffee.
 
 
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@Scrounge
 
*Foalgers for the pun of it, and coffee is made from grounds, not crystals
 
Sombra zaps the diner counter to make some crystals grow out, only to find that a coffee plant has sprouted instead, to the shock of the cashier.
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“The clothier clearly had neither the will nor the ability to properly subjugate her babbling underling, much less put that arrogant waste of flesh who called himself her landlord in his place. And yet, when I charitably offered to lend my services, suddenly I was the one in the wrong. I just don’t understand mares. I’ve seen her work. She may be a simpering, soft-hearted puppet of the false gods, but I can appreciate talent when I see it. She deserved better than that.”