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"Why is your home so far away from Manehatten?" Neon asked.

"What, just because I'm an EDM artist means I have to live in a really big city? Who came up with that?" I replied.

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"Never mind."

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"Hey, we're coming into Plexelton. Need to grab something?"

"Yeah. Is there a Mickey D's?"

"There's five."

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"I thought you said you didn't live in a city."

"A really big one, not just a city in general. And anyways, this isn't where I live. I live in a suburb."

"Well, thanks for elaborating, Vinyl Scratch."

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"This feels weird."

"What feels weird?"

"Driving a car with a random stranger in the back seat. Being a celebrity and just driving down the road to Plexelton. All of this."

"There's two ponies in this car that feel that way."

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"You know, if we were in a romantic movie, we'd start showing the lovie-dovies towards each other only to 5 minutes later 'break up' because reasons?"

"But this isn't a romantic movie."

"I know that. If I didn't, I would be a mass murderer because I watched too many action movies."

"Good point."

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"You saw Terminator II?"

"Yeah..."

"That would be the biggest influence."

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"Here we are, McDonald's."

In front of the parking lot was a good-sized building with a "McDonald's" sign on it. It had ponies and foals alike outside and inside. McDonald's is popular in pretty much every place you can imagine.

I and Neon get out of the car. I lock it, and we go inside the Mickey D's.

There's a moderate line to the counters. We step in line. Immediately I hear gasps and whispers, not only because I forgot to leave my trademark glasses in the car, but for the same reason they are trademark in the first place.

I'm the freakin' number one EDM artist in freakin' Equestria. No pressure.

The young mare in front of us tuned around and immediately gasped.

"OH MY GOSH IT'S VINYL!!!!11!!"

Oh boy, here we go.

"IT'S REALLY YOU!!!! WHATCHA ORDERING??!!!1!!!"

OOOHHH boy, HEEERE we go.

"Does it really matter?" I fan the fire burning in the mindless fanboy's heart.

"'DOES IT REALLY MATTER?' OF COURSE IT DOES!!!!"

I turn to Neon.

"psst, what are you ordering?" I whisper.

"you can't order for yourself?"

"yes I can, but the thing I'm going to order is what everyone else is going to order. Just pick something simple and pretend I'm eating it."

"so you're telling me that you want to pretend you're ordering a McDouble just because you want to save everyone else's wallets?:

"YEEEEEES." I throat harshly.

"ok, Charity." Neon jokes harshly back.

The young mare lets us go first. I wonder why... Anyways, we get up to the counter.

"Hello, welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?" the counter pony asks.

"I would like a Bacon Clubhouse for me and a McDouble for this gal over here."

I do a fake blush. And maybe a real one too, IDK anymore. This does seem like some sort of a romantic movie. I'm scared.

Every single person in the room gasps, including the counter pony. Well, not us, but you get the point.

"Oooookaaayy, That will be 13 bits please."

Neon and I fish in our pockets for some change. We bring up enough money for the 13 bits.

"Thanks. Have a nice day!" the counter pony says.

"You too," we say in unison.

I have an urge to say "JINX" but I don't.

We sit down at a random table. I overhear the young mare order a McDouble with joy. I thought so.

We wait a while before a waiter mare comes and dishes our food. I didn't think McDonald's did that. Oh well, nice touch.

"Are we really going with the food-swap-thing?" Neon asks.

I answer by stealing "his" Clubhouse, taking it out of the box with magic (insert *snort snort* here), and taking a bite out of it.

"Oh you..."

I laugh while chewing. I'm calling it, this is a romantic movie.