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"Huh?" The mismatched beast looked up from his book and quickly tossed it aside in fear. "BUCK! Pip!"

Off from the side, a little colt came out wearing a chef's hat and apron. "Wha' is it, Cap'n?"

"We're supposed to be doing the show!"

Pip looked at a nearby calendar that had a picture of Princess Luna on it before he too discarded his own items. "We got careless, Cap'n!"

"Quick! To the studio!"

"Wha' 'bout dinner?"

"...Alright... After dinner we'll go."

"Ya' think Queeny 'ill be a'right?"

"No need to worry. We lined up the next few to be easy ones... At least for us. Queeny will do just fine..."