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>You patiently wait in line, looking over the menu.
>Debating if you should go for a fish burrito or a chicken taco.
>Definitely not a tofu gordita, you're certainly not a cunt.
>That position is already taken by that colorful maned bitch.
>Speaking of which, she passes you by.
>With that tofu gordita you mentioned moments ago.
>"Oh... Hey, Anon. Just... getting some energy for... yeah."
>She runs off, munching down on her meal fit for a cunt.
>Man, how Sweetie took over the restaurant business,  you'll never know.
>First is starting a small stand from that damn filly is now a multimillionaire with her restaurant at every fucking city imaginable.
>Shit, there's even one out in Aphlelooza and even that one's making some good business.
>"N-next!"
>You snap out of it and walk over to the counter to see a yellow Pegasus wearing a black T-Shirt.
>"O-oh, hi Anon. The usual?"
"Yeah, I'll just have the chicken burrito and head off."
>"Alright, that will be 2 bits, please."
>You reach into your right pocket and feel nothing in it.
"Shit, hold on."
>The fast-food slave gives off a sly smile.
>"You know, you can pay back by giving -me- a meal, Anon."
>You dig your hands in your back pockets, trying to feel 2 fucking metal circles.
"No, you always keep on mentioning that offer when I come here and I always pay up... that is, in bits."
>"Come on! I will go gentle on you. And plus, I'll add a drink to your meal! If you give me a drink as well."
>Noting, better check your shirt pocket.
"Uhh, no thank you. I just like my meal without a side of whorse pussy."
>"Honey, it's not so bad if it feels good."
"Yeah, only for you."
>Shit, dry as a well in Saddle Arabia.
>Well, there's the left pocket of your pants.
>Sure hope there's those 2 goddamn bits or else you'll be doing this mare in the bathroom.
"Hold... on."
>The line behind you starts to rant off for you to move aside.
>"Hurry up, man!" Shouts off a mare with a picture of a carrot on the side of her ass.
"I just want a fucking burrito!"
>"Then do the mare already!" Barks out some rich faggot.
"Not even if it was for a fucking side of fries!"
>"A-actually, I can add that, along with your drink and burrito."
>Aha! There they are!
>In the place you'd lease suspect.
>As you reach out your pocket with the two coins loosely in your hands, someone gives you a hard push from behind.
>You fall to the counter and the coins fling out of your hands.
"Nooooooo!"
>You reach out to grab them, but it's too late.
>They soar in the air and land in the fryer.
>The payment that saved your ass, is now turning into a crisp, golden brown side.
>The mare looks back at you and gives off that sly smile again.
"...2 minutes."
 
 
>You and the pink-haired rapist walk out of the broom closet.
>As you're zipping up your pants, she gives you a bag.
>"Oh! I almost forgot!"
>She heads into the kitchen and gives you a cup.
>"Enjoy your -combo- meal." She nudges your leg with her hoof.
>You fill the cup with Coola-Cola and head for the exit.
>"My shift ends at 5!"
>Fucking Taco Belle