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 Longshot wasn't a morning person, despite having a top of the line coffee machine that could make enough coffee to sate a herd of buffalo, he could never wake up and be aware in a timely manner.  But timely never mattered when the small town of ponyville seemed to still be asleep for the most part at noon. He shifted the thick covers off his body and stretched his fore hooves over his head while his back touched the bed frame. Rolling over to the floor his shoes clopped rhythmically on the wood as he went to the bathroom to relieve himself. Sighing as he did so he looked at himself in the mirror that hung near the shower and sink. His brown