“Ugh, fine, take them!” said Twilight annoyedly and levitated the nuts into the tree hole. “But now tell me what you did with my key!”

The squirrel eagerly accepted the nuts, and started hugging them tightly. Oh, my fine ladies… We will have a lovely evening…

“Ahem.”

Hmm? Oh right, I gave it away. Some white pony with three gems on her flank. Said she wouldn’t find sleep tonight if she couldn’t get her hands on that key.

Twilight stumbled and fell to the ground at the unexpected turn of events.

Do you know her?

She got up and began rushing away. “Of course I know her. Thank you!”

You’re welcome. And, uh… test, test, one, two, three.

The squirrel turned around and happily started munching on a nut, cackling a little.

These ponies with their weird greetings and goodbyes. Maybe they’re practicing counting down but fail and count up instead? Oh well.

It finished its nut.

Mmmh, that was gr—eat… Ugh… I feel… weak… Images of Fluttershy and a soup came back to its mind. Oh please no…

“No time to lose! I gotta find Rarity before she does something dumb as well!”

Twilight galloped across Ponyville, dodging past ponies as they went about their business, jumping tables and chairs, and teleporting past buildings.

“Twiiiliiight!” she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her. She turned towards it; it was Spike, waving the ‘Extremely important albeit alarmingly weird mail from Princess Celestia that will have serious consequences if you ignore it’-banner. The one with the pink interrobang. Pink was Twilight’s favorite way to describe randomness. And interrobangs are random enough that like… nopony ever writes them. “Wait up!”

Oh no, what to do‽