“The second word is ‘fancay’,” Twilight read off a card.

“So I have conceited and fancay...” Rainbow said. “It has to be Rarity.”

“That’s what I guessed for conceited.”

“I know. Is that my guess?”

“I’ll let you try again.”

“Is it Octavia?”

“Octavia’s not conceited, caudex. And yes, that’s your guess.”

“Fine. But seriously, who the hell is it?”

“I don’t know. You know, Rarity was approaching tolerable at the spa a while back.”

“Hm. We all hate Rarity, but I don’t know if we all have the same reason for it.”

“So what should we do, get the mane six and work it out?”

“Yeah, I think that’d be a good idea.”

“Are they going to show us getting them or will there just be a clock wipe or something?”

“I guess we’ll find out.”

There was a cut to the old mane six standing in a rough hexagon at Near Sugarcube Corner.

“Wait,” Rarity said, “Why do we need to do this in real life?”

“To provide reassals in case we say anything that’s not true,” Twilight said. “Okay, you could do that, but this is dramatic. In what order should we state our hatings?”

“Ah’ll go first,” Applejack said.

“Why?” Twilight said.

“‘Cause... er... it’s alphabetical.”

“Okay. Applejack, state your reasons of hating.”

“You’re straight-laced an’ prudish.”

“Coming from you?” Rarity said.

“Well, we’ve all learned something,” Twilight said. “Rarity hates everypony who doesn’t have all the same morals as her and Applejack is messy and unfancy. Wait, we already knew that. So I guess you’re next, Fluttershy.”

“I don’t have any problems with Rarity....”

“That’s because you never have any problems with anypony,” Twilight said. “You need to be much less tolerant of everypony’s life choices, Fluttershy.”

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with acting fancy.”

“You don’t seriously love her, right? Don’t tell me you have something for Rarity.”

“I didn’t think I said that.”

“Good. Moving on, next is... Pinkie Pie.”

“Hmm... well, I agree with Applejack that you’re too clean and fancy about everything. But the main thing for me is that you’re boring. You’re a boring pony to talk with and be around. Have you ever noticed how you’re always depressingly alone at parties? There’s a reason for that. Ponies always have somepony they’d rather spend time with more than you. And even Sweetie Belle, how much time does she spend with you?”

“She never seems to go out of her way to do anything with me.... It’s not as if she deliberately avoids me or anything, but recently it does seem like even she would rather not be around me.”

“See? Not even your own little sister wants to spend any time with you. And it’s not like she’s a bratty teenager or something, you’re the teenager. Or young mare. Whatever age we are, the point is that your little sister doesn’t like to spend time with you.”

“Okay, so we now also know that talking with Rarity is boring,” Twilight said. “Still not getting anywhere. Rainbow, you’re next.”

“Okay. Rarity, I hate how you make me take time out so you can put clothes on me. Sometimes I have to work. And you know how I hate doing girly feminine things. Friend != slave.”

“I’m sorry, I won’t force you to do things for me when you’re busy anymore.”

“Don’t force me to do things at all. Get some other pony to test your crowded fucking dresses on. Maybe a pony who actually likes helping you, or maybe a pony who actually likes you. I don’t actually like you, Rarity. I don’t want to—”

“Okay, you made your point,” Twilight said, “Rarity thinks it’s okay to exploit her friends. Moving on, I wish you wouldn’t think so highly of yourself, Rarity. It’s not even arrogance, you don’t have anything to be arrogant about. You think you’re the best in the world and you’ve done nothing, you think every personality trait you have or don’t is the only logical thing because you chose it, and you do that asking for somepony’s opinion and then not factoring it into anything thing that I hate.”

“So everypony had their turn,” Rarity said. “And I see what most of you are saying.”

“Really?” Twilight said. “You never told us you were a synaesthete.”

“Don’t be smart.”

“What I just said, only serious.”

“I’ll try... some things are just my personality, but I’ll try to fix the things that I think are problems.”

“But you think everything about yourself is good.”

“How ‘bout this,” Applejack said, “We’ll ask Octavia what she thinks are problems and then she has to fix those.”

“Sounds good,” Twilight said.

“Wait,” Rainbow said, “We can’ have Twilight decide everything or her leadership complex’ll just get worse. We should vote.”

“Ah say yes,” Applejack said.

“It sounds like a good idea to me,” Twilight said.

“I like it,” Pinkie said. Wait, wrong window. No, that’s what she says here too, it’s okay.

“I say yes,” Rainbow said.

Fluttershy didn’t vote, legal in Equestria.

“You have to vote, Fluttershy,” Twilight incorrectly stated.

“I don’t have any problems with Rarity, so I don’t see why I should.”

“It doesn’t matter anyway, we already have a majority. Now all we need is a reliable third party to tweet the results of Octavia.”

“Camerapony #3?” Rainbow said.

“No matter how much power you try to give me, you still stole my money-filled purse.”

“I was a stupid teenager back then.”

“You are now.”

“Okay, look,” Twilight said, “This isn’t what we came here to talk about. Look, camerapony #3, go to Octavia and report your findings.”

“Why shouldn’t Ah go?” Applejack said. “Honesty ‘n’ all.”

“Makes sense,” Twilight said. “So when is this checking happening?”

“Ah can do it right now,” Applejack said.

“Excellent.”

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