Twin Prime Conjecture

Pinkie Pie dropped the pen from her muzzle, giggling madly. A pleasant shiver ran down from her neck all the way into the tip of her hooves. Was this white she saw? Ha! Hahaha! The only white walls where the unfinished pieces of paper! Unscribbled notes. Unfinished stories. White walls. But not anymore! She was done! Had completed such a marvellous project, 1762 words, and was only slightly aroused herself. She, Pinkie Pie, had conquered infinity! Because almost all numbers were smaller than her!

Now it was time to ~~show the finished project to all of her friends~~ eat some cake. Then it was time to ~~show the finished project to all of her friends~~ eat some cupcakes. Then it was time to ~~show the finished project to all of her friends~~ eat some cubes of literal sugar to fuel her demonic genius. Then it was time to show the finished project to all of her friends.

Pinkie Pie laughed her evil demonic laugh, but only to the inside, as she bounced downward to get some cake.

THE END.