Talk To Markiepoo About This One

   "I'm gonna poke you in the stomach."

   "Nope."

   "Okay."

   Applejack was there in the library just sitting and maybe making out with Fluttershy but that's okay. But then, the noise of a door bursting open didn't even happen yet and they remained doin' what they were doin' In a very sexy fashion. It was her goddamn fault.

   But then! The door, it-a burst open! And there was a Twilight and a Rarity. "But you are my waifu!" cried the Rarity. "I am apologize you now!"

   "HOLY SHIT NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT."

   Rarity was insulted. "Fine I understand a little now. Fluttershy is pretty damn sexy."

   "Yeh."

   Twilight was gone. Probably off to be a goddamn cat and steal the fuckin' show with her fuckin' whiskers. And then she be cumin on them all (cumin is a spice, you fucktards). And then they all sat down and played Magic the Smathering.

   "I am of the Smizzet," Twilight began, putting a card and then a card on the table and one was Ted and the other may have been red. "I am magic and zap-zabing."

   "Bitch."

   "I am the Smelesnya," Fluttershy said, doing her famous imitation of Harold from Harold and Kumar, who weren't around at the moment but might be later idk. "I am the white an' green an' plplplplpl."

   Applejack made out with Fluttershy.

   "Twilight replied," Twilight replied, and sat because she wasn't already. If the military had something to say about it, then spiky vowels.

   *ahem*

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   TWILIGHT: "I sure do love books!"

   FUCK you.

   Anyways, Fluttershy was Italian and lived in a small two-bedroom hotel with a window but no s'mores and then she went into the garage to have sex with an augur -

   Oh, wait, oh, God, why did I type that.

   And while Twilight was playing Magic: the Smathering all alone, Applejack made out with Rarity. And it was sexy.