Twilight hurried out of the castle along with the other five Twilights. Before even reaching the bottom step, she fired up her tracking spell, centering it on Applejack. Since she was after one of their most athletic quarries, it was likely that she'd really have to move it to keep up, even with the advantage of wings.

The flare of the spell – a purely mental projection that nopony else would be able to see – was dim and fading rapidly. Applejack was on the move, heading ... west. Heading toward Sweet Apple Acres. What was she heading for there? Was it just that she was seeking out familiar ground?

Only taking a brief moment to note down her speculations about that, Twilight took to the sky, focusing on finding the subject she was supposed to observe and leaving the others to the other Twilights. She'd know everything all of them did as soon as they all recombined, so there was no use paying attention to the others now.

She did pay attention to the roads beneath her as she flew, though. Not many ponies were out here at this time of day, but if her theories about the potion's effects were correct and it was actually as strong as the preliminary results with Spike would suggest...

There! That seemed like just the thing her hastily revised calculations predicted: a stallion was sitting there at the side of the road, his pants down around his ankles and a bewildered look on his face. She angled down toward him.

She'd seen this stallion before – tan coat, reddish mane, big round jaw ... Mister Breezy! So he had a fan cutie mark ... she'd never seen that part before, but it made perfect sense for him.

As soon as he saw her flying down toward him, he hastily covered his crotch with his hands. “P-Princess Twilight!” he sputtered. “I... It's not what it looks like, it was just that, um...”

“Applejack?” she prompted, readying her quill on her notebook.

“Y-yeah!” His eyes went wide. “I... I was just walking back to my shop after making a delivery, and she...” He looked up at Twilight again. “I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't say...”

Twilight had already added a couple more lines of notes. “No, please go on. I need to record everything she's done. Trust me, it's for science.”

“Well...” Awkwardly, he got up. And as he reached down to pull up his pants, he only covered himself with one hand – a woefully inadequate measure. Twilight could plainly see his cock still slowly shrinking back after an erection ... and quite wet. She jotted down a couple more notes, and he finally managed to get his pants buttoned again. That seemed to make him feel more comfortable ... which, unfortunately, also made him more able to resist direct questions from Ponyville's only princess. “I don't really think I should talk about it. It's awfully private.”

She did not have time for reluctance like this. And she knew where his shop was. And she could always come back for a more in-depth interrogation later. Maybe give him some proper motivation to tell the whole story. For now, though... “Just the broad strokes, then. What happened?”

“Um...”

“Please,” she insisted. “I have to know what she's been doing, but I really need to keep after her if I'm going to catch up in time.”

“Well, okay. She ... she just came right up to me, you know, without so much as a how-do-you-do.”

“Mm-hm...” She jotted in her notepad.

“Came right up to me and pulled my pants down before I even knew what was going on. And then... Then she...”

Twilight looked up from her notes for a moment. “She began with fellatio?”

“She sucked me, if that's what you mean. And I've never seen a mare go at it so...” He shook his head. “But that's not all she did.”

Twilight nodded. “Mm-hm?”

“Well, I was ... you know, getting close. And I told her so. It's the only polite thing to do. Wouldn't want to spring it on her all unawares, of course. And she...”

“Yes...?”

“She got up, turned herself right around and pulled up that skirt of hers.”

“Ah, so she moved on to full-on vaginal sex, then?”

“No!” He shook his head, his eyes still wide and a little unfocused. “She was very clear about that. Said that was for somepony special. That I should...” He paused for a moment, as if reliving the experience in his head. “She told me to put it in her ass.”

Twilight's eyebrows rose. She jotted down several additional notes. “Interesting... So you finished with her anally?”

Mister Breezy just shook his head slowly and quietly mumbled down toward the ground, “It was the darndest thing... Never seen a mare like her in all my days.”

“Well.” Twilight snapped her notebook shut and spread her wings. “Thank you, Mister Breezy. I'll be getting back to you later for more detail, but that's enough for now. If you have time before then, please jot down some quick notes about what techniques she used and the duration of each act you mentioned. I've got to go!” Without waiting for any reply, she took off, setting her sights on Applejack's magical signature again.

This time, the signature was stationary ... and not too far off. Maybe she'd be able to catch up now!

As she flew, though, she realized it was a bit farther away than she'd expected. She really had to kick it into high gear to get there in time. It made her wish she'd spent more time flight training with Rainbow Dash. For that matter, it made her wish she had enough magical reserves for some medium-distance teleportation. But at only one fifth of her normal power, that use of magic would just be a bit too extravagant. She'd have nothing left for anything else that came up if she teleported too much or too far.

She did manage to make it in time, though. As the magical signature came closer and closer, she searched doggedly, looking for... There! That little flash of orange and blue underneath that tree!

Quickly, she angled down, sailing straight down to hide behind a nearby bush. Who knew if that was necessary – her friends certainly hadn’t been shy about being with Spike – but she didn’t want to have any effect on the results if she didn't have to. She was only an observer here.

Applejack was currently on her knees under a tree next to the road, with a stallion's cock in her mouth. He was a tall, green stallion with a bit of stubble around his face... She had to think hard this time, but eventually remembered one of the doctors at Ponyville hospital: Spring Bud. Goddess only knew what he was doing out here. Well, besides staring down in disbelief at the mare swallowing his cock, of course.

And was she ever swallowing it! From the darker green thickness of his base, it seemed he was quite impressively hung, but the base of his cock was the only thing Twilight could judge that by, because it was the only part of him visible, and even then, that was only visible when Applejack bobbed her head upward. Even Bud's balls were almost entirely concealed, each one lovingly cradled in one of Applejack's hands.

Beyond that, just the vigor with which she was going at it... She was plunging her mouth on that cock like there was no tomorrow! Twilight made a quick note of that. It would be important later to compare notes with the others and determine if this was an effect of Applejack's stamina or something caused by the potion.

Spring Bud, for his part, still stared down at Applejack in complete disbelief, despite his obvious arousal. Was it Applejack's enthusiasm that shocked him so much, or was he still just stunned with the idea that she'd be doing this to him so suddenly in the first place? Judging from Mister Breezy's account, she probably hadn't given him much warning.

Either way, things seemed to be coming to a head quite quickly. He reached down and held his fingers in her mane, saying something to her that Twilight couldn't hear clearly from this distance.

Whatever it was, it caused Applejack to suddenly pull her mouth off of him. His cock sprang free, glistening dark and wet in the tree-shaded sunlight. It was impressively thick, but not as lengthy as Twilight had guessed from just seeing the base of it. Very thick at the tip – already flaring. She jotted that down, not taking her eyes off the scene in front of her.

As Twilight watched, making notes of every detail, Applejack did it all over again. She stood up, turned around, lifted up her skirt and her tail along with it, and said something over her shoulder.

Whatever it was that she said, it completely stunned Spring Bud. For a moment, he stood completely still, his cock in one hand and staring down at Applejack's ass.

Applejack didn't tolerate that pause for long. She reached around behind herself and grabbed Bud's cock, just below his flared tip. Twilight's eyes widened and her quill scribbled furtively against her notepad as she watched Applejack push that thick tip against her asshole. Surely it wasn't going to fit ... not that easily...

Oh, but Applejack made it look easy. With a crying little grunt loud enough for Twilight to hear all the way from her hiding place, Applejack pushed and squeezed ... and slid Spring Bud's girthy cock right into her ass.

With what looked like an instinctive reaction, Bud reached down and grabbed onto her generous, well-muscled hips through her bunched-up denim skirt. His cock slid in and in, going deep ... deep enough to be well underneath where the skirt still covered. Twilight could see his teeth gritting together as his mouth stretched open in a grimace of effort.

Applejack, though, just rocked back and forth with a dumb, pleasured grin. She bit her lip a little bit, and her eyes rolled up into her head. Her tail, raised high over her back, began to twitch rhythmically.

Belatedly, Twilight realized the rhythm of those twitches was the same as Spring Bud's body jerking. He was finishing inside her, inside her ass! She jotted down a few more notes. The other Twilights would be very interested to find out that the potion increased desire for anal sex as well ... not to mention Applejack's apparently strong desire to have stallions finish there rather than any of the other possibilities.

The two ponies stayed like that a few moments longer, locked tightly together as he pumped into her. Twilight counted the pulses carefully, and she wondered what sort of post-coital cuddling the potion might induce Applejack to indulge in. That was supposed to be one of its side effects, after all.

But not for Applejack, apparently. The moment Spring Bud's softening cock flopped free, she stood back up and straightened her skirt back down. She didn't even take a moment to wipe away the rather copious cream pie! Slowly, Spring Bud fell down onto the grass, resting there in much the same pose that Twilight had found Mister Breezy in. And before he even hit the ground, Applejack was off again, still running toward Sweet Apple Acres.

Twilight had to hustle to keep from being left behind again. She leapt up from behind her bush, already taking to the sky. Bud looked up at her and cried out, hastily trying to pull his pants back up, but Twilight was paying hardly any attention to him at all. The important part was keeping track of Applejack – her assigned test subject to monitor. Spring Bud could be interviewed later. He certainly wasn't going to forget anything about this day anytime soon. In the meantime, she had to keep track of the pony who'd actually taken the potion.

She wouldn't have been able to do it without her wings. Applejack's stout legs gave her an impressive speed and an unbeatable endurance. She must have been using both to their utmost now.

And there weren't any more stallions along the road through Ponyville's outskirts to distract her quarry, either. It was already a slow day in Ponyville, and they were well out of the small town by this point. Applejack did pass by a mare and her two young children at one point, but thankfully, they didn't seem to arouse any interest from her. She sped right past them, leaving them in a little cloud of dust. Twilight tried to fly low over them, to clear out the dust a little. She wasn't sure how well that worked in the end, but it was all she could do in the moment.

She caught up with Applejack just in time – just as Applejack burst into her barn-like home.

Still wasting no time, Applejack simply left the front door swinging open. Twilight gently closed it behind herself as she followed her friend inside.

Granny Smith slept on her rocker in the living room, as deeply as ever, completely oblivious to Applejack's shouts of “Big Mac? Bic Mac! Where are you?” Fortunately, given what was likely to happen soon, Apple Bloom didn't seem to be anywhere around. Maybe she was off with her Cutie Mark Crusaders again.

Finally, a reply came to Applejack's shouts: “In the shower, A-J. I'm almost done.”

Applejack's hooves scrabbled over the wooden floor as she rushed around the corner and to the stairs, rushing to the upstairs bathroom where Big Mac's voice had come from. Even though Twilight was right in front of her as she rushed for the stairs, she didn't react at all. She definitely saw Twilight there, but she didn't take a single moment to question that ... or even react to her presence in any way at all.

Well, Applejack knew Twilight would be recording the potion's results didn't she? Maybe that's why she didn't care. But Twilight had the sneaking suspicion that the reason Applejack didn't care about her presence was that she didn't have a cock for Applejack to latch onto. This potion was having some really powerful effects... Perhaps dangerously so? She hurried up the stairs after Applejack, trying not to look up her friend's skirt too much along the way.

The only thing that stopped Applejack for even a moment was the locked door into the upstairs bathroom. Only for a moment though. After quickly trying the latch, she stepped back and turned around, eying the door. Twilight had only a moment to try and take cover before Applejack kicked the door down, flinging splinters all up and down the upstairs hallway.

But Twilight recovered quickly, rushing to the bathroom door as Applejack went inside. She had to see everything that happened!

“Applejack! What the hay?” Big Mac's voice came, booming from the steamy bathroom, behind the shower curtain. His face popped out from around the edge ... and when he saw what had happened to the door, his eyes went wide. “Uh... A-J?”

Looking him right in the eye, Applejack reached up and grabbed each side of her button-up flannel blouse. Big Mac's eyes opened wider as she tore it off. Literally tore it – buttons went flying. That left her in only her bra and skirt ... and a moment later, the bra went the same way as her blouse – she tore it off as well. She even took off her hat!

Twilight scribbled down notes rapidly. This was unprecedented!

The skirt, at least, ended up being too much for Applejack to simply tear off. For that, she actually had to reach behind her and undo the zipper next to the tail hole of it. Of course, that made her modest but quite perky breasts jut out even more from her chest, so there definitely wasn't any moment where Applejack failed to keep her brother's attention.

And when the skirt came off as well... Twilight had to take a deep breath just to keep herself calm. Goddess, that pony just had such an ass on her. She didn't tend to show it off that much, so Twilight hadn't had as many chances in the past to appreciate. But just wow. Would it be unprofessional of her to make a note – or perhaps even a quick sketch – of those huge and tightly rounded cheeks?

In a moment, it was too late. Applejack was slowly and deliberately stalking toward the shower, now completely nude. Big Mac trembled a little, still holding the shower curtain over himself.

Soon, though, Applejack stood right in front of him, nothing in between them but the curtain. Without saying a single word to him, she confidently grabbed the edge of the curtain and flung it sideways out of the way.

Even through the sudden release of steam, Twilight could see that Big Mac was already erect ... and impressively so. Her jaw dropped and she actually forgot to take notes for a few moments. Sure, she'd heard rumors about Big Mac ... but this? She'd never dreamed that those rumors might actually be understatements.

“Sis, I—”

Applejack dropped to her knees in front of him, right against the edge of the tub. Her hands clasped his cock tightly against her chest, pressing her boobs out to the side a little to make room for his girth, and she planted her mouth against his tip.

After that, all that came from Big Mac was a shuddering moan ... one that sounded suspiciously like an 'Eeyup'.

Belatedly, Twilight took down notes of everything that had happened so far, stepping a little bit into the bathroom herself for a better view.

At first, Big Mac didn't notice her. He was rather preoccupied with looking down at what his sister was doing. But when one of the little broken bits of door cracked under Twilight's hooves, he looked up suddenly, right at her.

Twilight froze – well, froze everything except her note-taking hand.

“Sis!” Big Mac hollered out. “Twilight's here! She's gonna see!”

That didn’t slow Applejack down in the slightest. She'd been completely unable to fit Big Mac's enormous red tip inside her mouth, but she was eagerly licking all around it as she stroked him up and down against the gap between her breasts. She seemed not to care in the slightest about the spatters of shower water overflowing onto the front of her body.

“Sis!” Big Mac said again, quieter now, but with more urgency behind it.

Twilight held one finger up to her mouth and shushed him. “It's okay. I'm just recording the results. It's for science.”

“But...” He groaned, almost toppling over as Applejack slid a particularly lascivious lick down the front of his shaft. “But...” He glanced down at his sister, than back up at Twilight. “Results of what?”

Twilight declined to answer that. She was too busy taking notes. And soon enough, Big Mac was too busy as well. Applejack began to stand back up, sliding her whole body up against her brother's huge cock ... all the way until she stood right up in front of him ... though she still only came up about as high as his broad shoulders.

He instinctively closed his wet arms around her back, holding her closer, squeezing his cock between their bodies. “Sis...?”

Applejack pushed him gently backward, sitting him down on the other edge of the tub. And she climbed in after him, stepping directly into the streaming shower water without seeming to notice it at all.

Big Mac sure seemed to notice it, though. The water pelted down over Applejack, instantly slicking down her mane and fur. Even though it was still tied with that red ribbon of hers, Applejack's mane hung down long and straight over her shoulders, suddenly making her look more fashion model than farm pony. Her wet fur clung tightly to the chiseled curves of her body, putting her well-earned muscles on perfect display. His cock twitched in front of him as Applejack came closer.

He made one last desperate plea: “But... But Sugar Belle! I can't—”

“I saved somethin' special just for you.” Ignoring his protest, Applejack reached down and stroked her pussy lips right in front of him. When she stepped forward to straddle him, he didn't push her away ... in fact, he actually pulled her closer, pressing his face against her wet chest.

Twilight crept even closer, being careful not to step on any of the remains of the door this time. She wanted to be close enough to see everything as it happened.

It paid off – she certainly got an eyeful as Applejack's pussy lips stretched open around her brother's tip. It obviously wasn't an easy fit... Despite how exorbitantly wet her pussy was, it still looked like she wasn't going to be able to manage it. Only the little extra bit of slickness from her licking his tip seemed to make the difference: after a few tense moments of building pressure, his tip finally slid in – not with a sudden pop, but with a slow, straining glide.

Honestly, it was having certain effects underneath Twilight's skirt as well. Even though she hadn't taken any potion, the sight of it was going to end up leaving her panties soaked. She made an unrelated note in the margins. 'To do: see about making personal appointment with Big Macintosh to—' She paused for a moment. What was a professional, scientific way to put this? '...personally investigate his unique anatomical features.'

Would she have the guts to go through with that little to-do list item? Well, she'd see later, wouldn't she? Maybe she could frame it as a way to apologize to Big Mac for inadvertently involving him in her potion research. For that matter... She gulped as she watched Applejack stretch herself around her brother's enormous cock. Would she have the physical ability for such an 'investigation'? Time for another note in the margin: 'Test physical limits first with largest sex toys obtainable.'

Applejack, though, didn't seem to be struggling. It looked – and sounded – like she was enjoying every minute of this. Every time she rose up a little, she gasped in a quick, desperate breath. Every time she pushed back down, she let out a strained little moan just at the point his cock slid further into her than it had ever been before.

And when she actually managed to take all of it... Well, at first, she just cried out – so loudly and so piercingly that anyone else in the house would have heard her ... if they were here and awake. But that cry soon faded as the two siblings held each other close. Even Big Mac seemed to have forgotten about Twilight’s presence now. He just stared straight into his sister's love-smitten eyes.

“I've wanted you for so long, Big Mac,” Applejack whispered.

“Eeyup.”

“Ever since— Mmm!” Twilight's opportunity to eavesdrop into Applejack's private lusts was cut short as Big Mac thrust up into his sister and at the same time grabbed both of her ass cheeks.

After that, there would be no coherent words coming from either of them for quite some time. They quickly developed into a rocking motion after Applejack stopped letting Big Mac lift her up off of his cock for another thrust. Instead, they swayed back and forth, his huge shaft moving inside of her, but never really sliding out of her very much. His hands still clutched tightly around her glorious ass cheeks, though.

Not that Twilight could blame him for that, of course. She was actually wishing for a chance at that herself ... for science, of course. Another marginal note: 'find excuse to touch AJ's ass.' No time to spare for professionalism this time. She had too many other notes to take ... and was this shower steam making the room too hot? It seemed a little difficult to breathe ... hard to concentrate on her notes...

And the action between the two siblings was only heating up. Applejack breathed in great straining huffs, perfectly in time with the way she pushed herself forward and backward on her brother's lap. Twilight very studiously avoided any thought involving her own brother in a similar situation. That would be altogether too distracting, after all.

Applejack only went faster and faster, to the point of making the cast-iron tub begin to shake back and forth a little. She seemed unstoppable ... until she suddenly froze in place, locking herself tightly against Big Mac's burly body. Other than an almost imperceptible little keening whine, Applejack's orgasm was completely silent. Twilight only managed to identify it by the way the toned muscles along Applejack's sides pulsed ... and, a moment later, by the little stream of marecum that flowed out between her tightly stretched pussy lips and her brother's cock.

No, Twilight reminded herself, no ... she was not going to think about Shining Armor in this kid of context. That would not be a scientifically productive line of reasoning, no matter how warm that swelling feeling deep inside her was.

Only after slumping down against her brother did Applejack finally let her voice loose, moaning deeply and repeatedly, calling out his name, and even saying several obscene words Twilight had never thought she'd hear from the usually self-restrained farm pony.

Big Mac gave his sister a moment to recover ... but only a moment. Before she was even breathing properly again, he stood up, placing them both under the shower's spray again.

Twilight backed off a little to avoid getting splashed by it – when had she gotten so close? That wasn't good observational technique! She was at risk of interfering with the results!

As Twilight backed away a little, Big Mac grabbed his sister by her waist and physically lifted her up off of his cock. She whimpered at the feeling of his shaft leaving her, but in her post-orgasmic weakened state, there was nothing she could do to resist his strength.

It turned out, though, that Applejack had no real reason to complain. Because as soon as his cock popped free from her pussy, Big Mac set her down and turned her around to face the wall where the shower head was mounted. And before she'd even really regained her footing, he pushed his cock right back into her, claiming his sister from behind in one stunningly powerful stroke.

Applejack melted against him, sliding her arms down the wall until the shower's spray pattered directly against the well-defined muscles of her back.

With one hand, Big Mac clutched the base of Applejack's tail in a tight fist. With his other, he gripped her ass right over her cutie mark. And that was when he truly began to fuck her.

Twilight was almost – almost – too stunned to continue taking notes. As it was, the notes she wrote down would be scrawled and smeared to the point of being nearly illegible. Her eyes involuntarily blinked every time Big Mac's hips thud ... thud ... thudded against Applejack's incredible ass cheeks. And despite how obviously firm and toned those cheeks were, a ripple still went through them every time Big Mac crashed against them.

Applejack gave herself to it, moaning almost continuously and barely managing to hold herself up. Her whole body rocked back and forth with every slow, powerful thrust from her brother.

Only ... Big Mac's pace was quickening. His balls swung heavily between each faster-and-faster thrust. Twilight even found herself stroking her quill across the page to the same rhythm.

That was, at least, until the rhythm faltered. Applejack's moans grew more desperate as her brother began losing it, as he started spending more and more time pressed as deeply inside her as he could possibly go, as he became more and more reluctant to pull out of her for the next thrust.

He must be getting close, Twilight realized. She jotted down a quick calculation, estimating the size his flare would grow to, given what she'd observed so far. The result was nothing short of astonishing. Oh, to be Applejack right now and to be feeling that inside her...

Finally, Big Mac couldn't take it anymore. “I'm gonna—” He gave one more thrust with extra vehemence, as if he meant it to be his last. “Got to ... pull ... out...” Despite the deep power he put into his words, he seemed to be struggling with the actual execution of it. It must have been so difficult for him, but he was determined not to make his sister pregnant.

Twilight, though, had some good news for him, and to heck with observational impartiality or muddying the results. “You don't have to pull out, Big Mac!” she shouted. “She's on a contraceptive potion. The best one in Equestria!”

He glanced at her ... and the look of utter gratitude in his eyes for that moment took Twilight's breath away. It was only for a moment, though, because soon all his attention was back on his sister.

Big Mac pushed into her one last time, returning after the little bit he'd forced himself to pull out earlier. And this time, he stayed put, pressing tightly against his sister's ass, pulling her tail against his abs.

A sudden jerk from his sister's body marked the first spurt of cum ... though from the intensity of Applejack's reaction, Twilight guessed that 'spurt' might be somewhat of an understatement. Applejack gave a strained little gasp with each one, and to Twilight's utter astonishment, she could actually see Applejack's belly growing just a bit more curved each time. That should not be physiologically possible, she told herself. And yet, there it was...

And it just kept going. Even after Applejack was absolutely full, even after thick streams of white spewed out from between the siblings' legs, even after the shower began washing away the sticky puddle underneath them, Big Mac kept going. Twilight had to flip to a new page of her notebook to keep tallying how many pulses of cum he pumped into his sister. And as for the volume of each pulse ... she could only speculate.

Only after he'd spent himself completely did Big Mac stop. And at that point, he'd truly spent himself. As the energy of his orgasm faded, he began to topple backward.

Twilight caught his body in her magic just as his hugely swollen tip popped free. Goddess, it was nearly the size of a pony's head! Only the fact that it was now soft and flexible let it squeeze out of his sister's pussy without hurting either of them. Incestuous cum poured out from Applejack's pussy, mingling with the shower water, and Twilight carefully set Big Mac down against the back edge of the tub. His slowly retreating cock was pelted by the shower spray, cleaning his own cum and his sister's juices off of it as it shrank back down.

The truly noteworthy part was Applejack's reaction, though. For a long moment, she just stayed right where she was, the shower cleaning off everything that clung to her inner thighs and her breath coming in deep, heaving gasps. But she soon regained control of herself.

To Twilight's surprise, Applejack did not run off in search of the next stallion. This encounter seemed to have satisfied her. Instead, she turned the water off, spared just a moment to say “Thank you, Twi,” then slid herself down to lie down against her semi-conscious brother. She cuddled up next to him, nuzzling along the crook of his neck ... and he seemed to have just enough awareness left to wrap one arm around her back, holding her close.

Smiling and taking down a few final observations in her notepad, Twilight slowly and carefully backed out of the room. That was enough results for now. It was time to let the two of them simply enjoy each other. Time to head back to the castle. If she hurried, maybe there would be time to review her notes. Of course, she knew that would mostly entail fingering herself while imagining herself and Shining Armor in the situations she'd recorded with Applejack and Big Mac ... but 'reviewing her notes' sounded much more professional.

Despite her rush to get back, though, she did take time to tear out a page from the back of her notebook and leave it magically pinned in midair in front of the stairs:

'Upstairs area off-limits by royal decree. No access until dawn. See Princess Twilight Sparkle with any questions and concerns.'

There. She carefully inscribed her signature on it. That should give Applejack and Big Mac a chance at being undisturbed and peaceful long enough to recover ... maybe even long enough to rebuild that door and concoct a cover story for the rest of the Apple family.

It was the least she could do after how helpful they'd been with her experiments. And, of course, she could always just let Spike handle those 'questions and concerns'. Being a good leader meant knowing when to delegate.

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