Want it. Need it.

"Sweetie! Oh geez..." Applebloom groaned, the squeaky filly taking a step out to puke. "C'mon y'all. Dun be to judgmental bout this..." She said to her two friends. Scootaloo was just now slowing down her laughing fit, wiping a slight tear out of her eye. "Awe come on Bloom! This is some pretty funny stuff! I mean, how long has your big brother been doing stuff like this?" The young pony said with a crude chuckle. "I don't know Scootaloo! Just leave it alone, alright?" Bloom snapped back in defense, Sweetie stepping inside with a more pale complexion then she normally would have. "Girls. Don't fight, please. We can't have our friendship ruined by Big Mac's fetish. And Scoots, just drop it."

Scootaloo rolled her eyes in objection, but managed to simply respond, fine.

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