Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...

Despite the echoing voice overhead, no soul -pony or otherwise- was there.

...Where's the guest...?

...I thought you were getting her...?

No... that's blank's job...

Hey!

Don't act like a mule...

Act like a mule...?

What are you...?

A filly...?

Hey-hey...

Stop fighting you two...

...When I have to be the voice of reason here, something is wrong...

Oh shut up you glorified hodgepodge...!

Stop making fun!

Oh...

So you're standing up for--

Being different isn't bad.

I mean...

Look at you Mi--

I'm not different!

I'm normal!

I...

Am...

Perfect!

Yeah...

Then why is it you're the only one of us that doesn't need a voice distorter...?

Well that's--

Ohhhh. You 'ust got royally burnt.

What did I say about talking like that!?

The same thing you said about talking without an echo...

Just then, a mare stepped out into the light and looked around confused despite the heavy shades over her eyes. "Am I late or something?"

Vinyl, go home...

The big kids are talking right now...

"Sweet. I'm out," Vinyl made not a single objection as she bolted out to leave the three voices to argue.

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