Rarity screamed, desperately clawing her way up as she was swept around by the massive flood of milk. "Som-agh-somepony, help me!" she cried, flailing her hooves around as another wave of the white liquid crashed down. She looked up, swimming for her life as the town was drowned in milk, and spotted Sweetie Belle, perched above her colossal boobies. "Sweetie Belle, you have to stop this at once!" she yelled.

"I can't do that, silly! Everypony's enjoying my milk!" Sweetie Belle cheered, squealing with delight as her breasts flooded the town.

"Ple-oah!" Rarity spattered, her mouth filling with milk, "Please, Sweetie Belle!"

Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow. "Come on, Rarity. Soon, everypony in Equestria's going to love my milk!" she said, making a big smile, "And you'll be there to support me, right?"

Rarity gurgled, being pushed under by a massive wave of milk.

"Yay! Thank you, Rarity!" Sweetie Belle said, "You're the best sister ever, Rarity! Rarity! Rarity!"

"Yo Rarity!"

Rarity's eyes snapped open, looking around the room. "Wha-huh-whe-wha?" she blabbered, her head turning rapidly. Suddenly, she noticed Twilight staring at her.

"Yo, you alright?" she asked, "You been goin' on and on about Sweetie's boobies, were you dreaming of them or somethin'?"

Rarity took a good, hard look at the room she was inside, and realized that she was actually back at her boutique. She also realized her mane was completely ruined and she was covered in dust and unusually sticky, which displeased her greatly. "What happened?"

Twilight took out a small jar from a bag, opened the cap, gave a huge snort, and put it back. Then, she made a satisfied face. "Aight, so, after you passed out, me and Spike kept drinkin' Sweetie's milk-oh by the way, you tasted it yet? It's like, the best freaking drink ever, you really-"

"Twilight."

"Oh, yeah right," Twilight giggled, stumbling around the room as she continued her story, "So, like, apparently, the potion was like, doing some stuff, and it set off some weird detector thing in the ceiling, and so the castle needed to be evaculated or something..." She trailed away dramatically, though it was actually her just losing her train of thought.

"Twilight?" Rarity said, tapping her on the shoulder, "Twilight, are you-"

"Yo I'm cool!" Twilight suddenly yelled, shaking her head rapidly," Anyway, we had to get out, apparently, so Sweetie Belle made us come back here. You didn't wake up, so we had to drag you along."

"I see," Rarity said, pulling at her destroyed mane, "And where's Spike, after what I saw, I don't want him anywhere near Sweetie Belle ever again."

"Oh Spike? That little dude's down at the laundry place. He somehow filled his favorite sock with frosting, so he had to clean it," Twilight said. She made a weird face, rolling her tongue. "Dunno where he got frosting, it tasted funky, though."

Rarity squinted and pouted, making a quiet little, "eeeeeh" noise for almost a full minute. Eventually, she took a deep breath, and let it out. "Do you know where that book went?" she asked, smiling.

"You mean the titty book? Aw, I got it right here!" Twilight said, giddily. She pulled out the book with her magic, then watched it pathetically flop to the floor. "You were supposed to catch that," she lied.

Rarity sighed, picking up the book and levitating it towards herself. "Let's see here..." she murmured, "Section A, B, C, D, E, F-"

"Stop!" Twilight yelled, slamming her hoof down and scaring Rarity half to death, "Look!" She pointed down to the page. Rarity quickly looked to what it was, then her expression went flat. "Flat! Just like you!" Twilight yelled, then proceeded to laugh annoyingly while rolling on the floor.

Rarity, meanwhile, continued flipping through the pages of the book, deciding to ignore her friend completely. "Here we go, Milkmares," she said, finding a page, "These...ugh...These big, bountiful mares get their huge boobies from the milk they produce. Something something, huge boobies, blah blah, suckling teats-ah here we are!" She trotted to Twilight and helped her get off of the floor. "I need you to make this potion," she said, pointing to the page.

Twilight's eyes glazed over, halfheartedly looking at the page. "Wait, whuh?" You wan' me to give you bigger boobies?" She shook her head. "I know I called you flat, but come on, Rares."

"Not that potion, Twilight," Rarity sighed, pointing to another spot on the page, "this one, the antidote."

Twilight looked much harder at the page. "Why you need an antidote? You don't got big titties..." she asked, stupidly. Make that incredibly stupidly, as it describes her tone better.

"Just make the stupid potion, Twilight!" Rarity snapped, thrusting the book into her friend's face, "I need this antidote!" She began snorting angrily, then slowly calmed down as Twilight did a mix of cowering and confused nodding.

"Yo, okay, girl," Twilight replied quietly, "No need to get yo booty in a bungle." Rarity was pretty sure the phrase 'Booty in a bungle' had never been, nor will ever be, any sort of term used for anything, but disregarded that as she went to lay on the couch. Twilight, meanwhile, studied the page carefully, as in, slowly and drowsily. "Yo Rares," she said after a good few minutes, "I'munna need somma Sweetie's milk fo' this thing."

"There's plenty in the kitchen, trust me," Rarity said, flatly.

"Nah, girl, I mean fresh milk!" Twilight said, shoving the book back in her friend's face, "Like, under an hour. And I need a lot of it." She put the book down, gently letting it flop back to the floor, and now instead tried shoving a bucket in Rarity's face. Shoving things in the faces of other ponies was becoming a popular tactic among the group, but disregarding that, she was now concerned.

"Wait, you want me to get milk from Sweetie Belle? Me?" Rarity asked, pointing to herself dramatically, "Why can't you get it?" She asked less because she was surprised, and more because it was a nicer way of saying what she originally planned.

"Yeah, Rares, you gotta do it," Twilight said, desperately, "I gotta maintain the potion in the meantime!"

"Twilight, we haven't even started making it yet," Rarity said.

Twilight's eyes rolled around a little, and she put her hoof on her chin. "Y-yo. I just, come on, jus-jus'."

"...What?"

"Uh..."

There was a long pause.

"Just go get the milk, Rarity."

Author's Note

WHOA WHAT A CLIFFHANGER.

Also sorry for being bad in every single way, shape, and form. I've been busy with a lot of school crap lately, it's been bogging me down. Combine that with the fact that I'm already terrible, and things don't end well.

I have too much fun writing Twilight's dialogue.