"Spiiiiiiiike! I'm hooome!" Twilight called as she open her door after returning from Zecora's.

"I got that tea from Zecor-" Twilight stopped as she realized Spike was nowhere to be found.
"I do hope he's not at Rarity's doing, well... her.." she cringed somewhat at the thought as she checked Spike's bed upstairs. Anatomy books can easily influence young minds..

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"AW YEAH!" Spike said, "Saved the girl, killed the bad guy...".

One '/dance' command later, Ssgt. Blackburn boogied his heart out, or did so at least until the animation ended.

"*hic*" Foaly belched, as Ramarez, Montage and Camper walked back over to the bar.
"Man, I think I'm never gonna get his guts out of my hair.." Floormatkovic complained. "Dude, you have 1/4 inch hair and were wearing your helmet." Camper said. Floormatkovic countered with a poorly placed "ROFLAMO i was troling u".

Foaly was complaining that he was just a "bloody black Scottish cyclops", and Ramarez and Spectre were arguing that he was, in fact, neither Scottish, nor a cyclops.

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"SPIIII-oh, *THERE* you are!" Twilight yelled as she checked her basement, Spike was on her computer playing "Adventures in Anonyqustria", a popular RPG set in modern-day Equestria. "I was calling you, wondered were you were.." she said. "Oh yeah, sorry, I had the headphones on, got a little sucked in.." Spike said, "..but this game is just SO AWSUM!" Twilight asked "Isn't that what Rainbow said about her catapult idea?"

Spike blinked.

Then something clicked. "OHNONONONONO! WHAT IF SHE FINDS OUT I'VE BEEN IMPRESONATING HER?!!? I.... I... I could be sued! I could be locked up! AHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh" Spike exclaimed, running around with his arms flailing like one of those inflatible things outside of car dealerships.

"Uh, Spike, I don't think that, uh, Spike? SPIKE?!?" Twilight said, before simply levitating him in front of her. "Spike, I can't find any law that would even allow you to sue for simply quoting a pony..."

"Huh?"

"..You don't have to worry, Rainbow isn't going to lock you up for quoting her on accident."

"Oh. Uh, umm..."

"Well, I've got to go through the mail, I suppose you can keep playing, though I'll want a turn later." Twilight said, walking up the stairs.

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"Sorry guys, was AFK" Blackburn said.

"LOL das cool"

"kk"

"Roger"

"*hic*"

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Twilight put the mail in front of her on the table.

"Hmm.."

"They really have ads for everything now, don't they?" she thought "Hmm,
allen wrenches, gerbil feeders, toilet seats, electric heaters, trailer hitch demagnetizers and automatic circumcisers.."

"Wait. WHAT?!?!" Twilight felt a wave of nausea overcome her.

"HELLO MAREFRIENDS! IS YOUR STALLION NON-KOSHER? DOES EXTRA SKIN FEEL FUNNY IN BED? WELL WORRY NO MORE! JUST BUY THE BRONCO 'CURCUMSISE-O-MATIC', SOMEHOW SUBDUE HIM LONG ENOUGH TO STRAP IT TO HIS BALLS, TURN IT ON, AND HEY PRESTO, HE'S KOSHER!"

Twilight immediately set the offending paper on fire with da magiks, and then quickly trotted over to the bathroom.