Chrysalis evened out her script compiled of Post-It™ notes tacked together.

“--And that’s why it’s never a good thing to feed that Flutter...shai past the midnight hours,” the news reporter changeling drawled with the most boredom she could convey on her ever-so sleep-deprived mug.

..Mugs, actually; her fresh cup of coffee wore a newly printed sticker of.. herself, the emote displayed matching her expression perfectly. Even down to the smallest detail, such as that one grey patch above her cheek.

Also also, technically speaking, she’s already in stone sleep, so it’d be pretty weird if she attempted to rest inside her forever-seeming dream -- then again, it could have been a nightmare in there, but who knows?

The charcoal-toned mare shrieked in agony as the tack holding her script (and at that point, probably sanity) together pricked her on the interior of one of her many hole-y areas.

”CURSE YOU, STARLIGHT GLIMMER-” Chrysalis yeeted the thumb-tack (which apparently had a photo of that Friendship Counselor’s cutie mark stamped on it) across the room.

I leaped back into my gaming chair to—

Oh. Cozy took over narrating duty while I was gone for a convenient six-to-nine minutes. Well then.

“You were gone for sixty-nine minutes?” Cozy questioned innocently. “Gee, time sure goes by when you’re stuck in a crack-fic--”

Six-to-nine minutes, excuse you.

There was a long pause between us. The only noise that resounded was Chrysalis’ screeches of pure hatred echoing in the distance.

..Y’know what, I’m just gonna cancel you.

Cozy blinked once, right before turning on her heels and hastily bursting through the poorly duct-taped hole, dashing into the waking world beyond the horizon.

“YOU’LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!”

YES, BUT YOUR CORPSE WILL BE PAYMENT ENOUGH!

Author's Note

Escape montage?! /j

Final note: this weirdness has been a great start to being a part of this welcoming community, so thank you for enjoying this!