Author's Note

Midnight Moon took the rest of the bullets away.

there was LESS dakka?

"NO!" Twilight screeched, her hoof finally feeling the bottom of the now-empty box of ammo. "NO MORE DAKKA!"

"Twilight, I am... concerned." Celestia finally began, "Do you sincerely need this much... what is it that you call it--dakka?"

"YES!"

Celestia shook her head as she nudged the still-smoking muzzle aside to sit on the edge. "Twilight, this is now an intervention. You need to get help."

"THE ONLY HELP I NEED IS MORE DAKKA."