“You know, Spike,” Twilight said at some room of her treehouse. I don’t know, they all look the same to me. Oh, she was writing stuff and couldn’t see Spike, which is important. “I think Octavia’s house is going to get described someday.”

“Y’think so?”

Twilight thought for a moment before responding. Spike’s voice sounded a little more... feminine than usual. “Yeah. And soon. Early within the next series.”

“Ah wouldn’t count on it.”

“Spike? That doesn’t sound like you.” She looked behind her. “Dammit, Apple Bloom! The Gehenna is your problem with us?”

“Ah don’ve any problems with ya.”

“Why do you keep trying to imponiate us?”

“4 +3/-/ |_|_||2.”

“Well, could you stop it? It’s annoying.”

“No.”

“Can’t you annoy somepony nopony likes like Pinkie Pie?”

“Y’mean Rarity?”

“Nopony cares about Rarity. Nopony likes Pinkie.”

“Ah think that might just be you.”

“Just me? Pinkie is so fucking annoying.”

“Ah ain’ interested in your bashin’.”

“Fine....”

There was going to be silence, but Spike came into the room.

“Hey, Twilight. Hey, A—” Spike cut himself off. “What’s Apple Bloom doing here?”

“She was trying to imponiate you,” Twilight said.

“Oh. Why does she do that?”

“I didn’t understand what she said. It was the number four, then a plus sign and... here, just look at the transcript.” She stole a laptop for a moment and showed it to Spike.

“Twilight?”

“Yes?”

“That says ‘for teh lulz’.”

“Oh. It’s in some weird foreign language....

“It’s just 1337(5|>34|<). I thought you knew it.”

“No.”

“So who’s dahin’?” Apple Bloom said as if somepony would know the answer.

“I don’t know,” Twilight said. “One of us, obviously, but....”

“Hey, Apple Bloom?” Spike said. “Could you come over here?”

“You come over here, ya lazy dragon.”

“You come over here, you lazy pony.”

“If you need me near ya so bad, you come over here.”

“Fine.” Spike walked the two metres to Apple Bloom.

“Now that you’re here, what did you want ta tell me?”

Spike took Apple Bloom by the neck.

“RAPE!” Apple Bloom said. She uppercut Spike.

“Ow!” Spike said, dramatically lying on the floor. “I wasn’t going to rape you!”

“Then what were ya plannin’?”

“It would’ve made sense if you let me finish, but then you called me a rapist and punched me.”

“Spahke?”

“Yeah?”

“Ah’d like ta talk to ya in private.”

“Can’t we just speak 1337? Then we don’t have to move.”

“‘|<4`/.”

“$0 uu|-|47 |)1|) |_| /\/3€|> 2 +£|_1 ^^3 ‘1/\ |>2|\//-\73’?”

“/\07/-/1n’, 4|-| _|\/57 \/\/4/\/+3₫ 2 ä/\/\0`/ 7\/va\-\1^|-|7.”

“|<3vv1.”

“We have concluded our discussion,” Apple Bloom told Twilight.

“What would you want to hide from me?”

“Just working out the whole thing with the rape,” Spike said.

“That only took four lines?”

“Well, Ah’m sorry we were able ta work it out so quick,” Apple Bloom said. Twilight bit her lower lip, trying not to correct her grammar.

“I’m going to get the transcript translated for myself later,” Twilight said.

“‘Kay.”

“So... nopony’s died yet?” Spike said.

“None of us seem close to dying,” Twilight said.

“Then who dies?”

“Maybe one ah the cameraponies?” Apple Bloom said.

Over in a different room, Owlyiches choked on a bone.

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