“Listen!” Rainbow Dash screamed across the counter, the poor cashier glancing with hazel eyes as the display of fake oranges behind them as if they could perhaps hide amongst the fake citrus. “This is worth double the amount of my smoothie!” she said, waving around a cardboard HOT TOPIC CASH card.

“I WILL PAY YOU IN $30 HOT TOPIC CASH IF YOU CAN JUST GET ME A FREAKIN’ SMOOTHIE!” Rainbow Dash shouted at confused cashier working the register of the Jamba Juice, their hazel eyes practically screaming ‘Help me!’ as the small young adult offered up a two bills worth $30 in Hot Topic (™)merch provided $60 total was spent.

“Rainbow, just let me pay,” Sunset insisted.

“Oh, I got this!” Charolotte exclaimed as she dropped a crisp fifty-dollar bill on the counter.

Rainbow Dash sighed dramatically and cried “Fiiiiiine!” as she dramatically placed her HOT TOPIC CASH card in her bag full of quality t-shirts, presumably from bands she liked, or maybe she was a closet Otaku.

Charolotte looked up at the paragraph above this one. “I dunno! She could have got some Harry Potter merch! I mean, she might have a hidden Gryffindor closet!”

Sunset sighed as she attempted to ignore the catastrophic destruction of the fourth wall.

“I… sush you!” Rainbow Dash cried.

Charolotte accepted her cash change and turned to Rainbow Dash as if ‘Sush you’ was a second name.

~o o o~ I heard a wrecking ball and a wall be completely opsee-not-a-thingied. Am I in this scene?

{69} I uh… Sunset, this is meta you, just uh… Just pocket your insane wad of free table money and we’ll continue this scene as if nothing is a miss. Pinkie, let’s head out and not into the story through the kool-aid man-sized whole Charolotte made.

~o o o~ Okie-Doki-Loki!

({▨}) Wait, am I this scene?

“Is everyone having fun out there?” Charolotte called into the chasm of fun, sun, and trickery. “Because I sure the flip am!”

~o o o~ Oooo! Ooooh! I’m fun, Loki is sun, and Sunset is trickery, right?

{69} HA! Pinkie said that thing above this line! Goodbye suckers!

~o o o~ Goodbye, Sunset! Welp! I’m off to class. See you, uh… there? Maybe?

({▨})Honestly, I’m not quite sure if I’m a student or a teacher. For all I know it doesn’t matter, but sure! I’ll show up to Canterlot University or whatever it’s called.

“So…” Rainbow Dash hooked a thumb at whatever all the that was, “do we ignore when that happens, do we incorporate it into… You know what, as long as I get my Matcha Dream, I don’t really give a fuck.”

~~ Alright, we’re done with the wall breakage, I think… Oh, Sunset, bring me back a Caribbean Passion when… Oh wait you’re out for the day, at least.

“Shut up, Just!” Rainbow Dash shouted. “You’re not even supposed to be in this chapter!”

~/~ Shut up, Dashie, oh lovely Cloud Maiden of the Glorious Rainbow Strands!

“Okay, why can’t Charollote in the scene be that flirty with me?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“I’m keeping abreast of the smoothie sitch!” Charolotte insisted.

The increasingly desperate-looking Jamba Juice employee who wasn’t sure how to clean up an entire dimensional break in reality swallowed. “So, uh… Should I ring up a Caribbean Passion, or…?”

~~ I kinda messed up my perspective, so unless I show up in this reality proper, which I will–

“Oh, he totally will,” Sunset confirmed.

– “Thanks, bae-bee! Uh, yeah, no need to get me that smoothie at this particular juncture.

“Uh, alright,” said the still-unnamed Jamba Juice employee. Fuck it, let’s call him Jeff. “Does your leaning center thing mean something different from, er… Charlotte’s or…?”

~~ Look, mine leans left, sis’s leans right, that means I’m a manic that shouldn’t be listened to ever and sis should always be listened to.

~/~ Yes, listen to my brother on this one.

Jeff sighed heavily as his shoulders slumped, “I really need paid time off…”

“And I needed a job that could cover my needs!” Rainbow Dash said as she shook her Hot Topic Bag, which was rich with wonderfully trendy clothes and accessories. “We’re my caffeine fix?!”

Charolotte smiled at her meta brother and meta self. “Alright, feeling a little crowded with another me here!” she lied lyingly. “Could my lover, my fake-secret wife, and I get our smoothies?”

~/~ To be clear the ‘secret’ part is fake, not the wife part.

“Uh, alright, there are other employees here, but…”

~~ Our bad, we need to concentrate on writing more descriptive scenes.

~/~ Right, right, we’re trying this more minimalist approach to writing, you see, so–

“Alright, uh… everyone in meta land. We’ll see you all later!,” Sunset said, clearly just trying to get the scene moving and get her frickin’, I need the sugar and delicious taste of Aloha Pineapple.

“Flip!” Charolotte cried. “There’s a whole bunch of chapter we kind of ran rackshire on! If only there was a way to reset and

< To Be Continued ///

(Roundabout by Yes starts to play)

Author's Note

▨_▨¬ Seriously, dudes. Do you have, like… a billion sponsors for this fic, or what?

---==(((}(}{) I don’t know. They’re just naming off the places in America, like… what are they supposed to do? Call it ‘Smoothie Zone’ and ‘Hip, counter-culture band zone?’

▨_▨¬ That’s a good point! Let’s all head down to the place that holds a bunch of stores and sells clothes and stuff.

---==(((}(}{) Oh, excellent idea! We can hit Pretzel Kiosk and snag ourselves some fresh gear at Hip counter-culture band zone!

▨_▨¬ Fuck yeah! I hope they have the latest weeb merch in stock.

---==(((}(}{) I think they’d be firebombed by the local otaku if they didn’t

▨_▨¬ Buncha nerds just showing up with metal protecting their foreheads making hand signs before they lob burning bottles of Suntory.

~~ No! The Generic Store Building!

~/~ Where will we purchase our no-brand items now?!

{69} Happy Fucking Christmas to all and to all a GET A BAT!

Art by MinusClass.