Twilight stroked her long, incredibly horselike face. Today was a pancakes kind of day, and all who opposed her words would be sentenced to a lifetime of moon.

"Hi Twi," Twilight greeted Twilight. "Is it pancakes today?"

"Why yes Twolifht, it is 0ancakes today," twilight cordially bowed.

"I AM HERE TO LEAD THE WAFFLE REBELLION," Luna boomed. She proceeded to crash through the wall kool-ais man style.

"There is no rebellion, only pancake," Twilight slid a plate over to Luna. "To you, my friend. A peace offering."

"I SHALL ACCEPT THIS OFFERING AS A SIGN OF OUR PEACEFUL COEXISTENCE," Luna swallowed thr plate whole. Pancakes and all. "WE SHALL SPEAK OF OUR TRADE AND WARES ON THR MORROW."

Luna flew off somewhere.

As for Spike, he stood petrified in the corner, hardly able to comprehend what just happened.

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