Pinkie Pie trotted down the long hall of the hotel. Arriving at her room, she reached for the doorknob but stopped. On the other side of the door, she heard flailing bedsheets and a thumping mattress. Suddenly, Rarity's wailing voiced carried through the door: "Charley Horse! Charley Horse!"

Pinkie Pie turned and trotted down the hall.

The next morning...

"Pinkie Pie?" began Twilight. "Why are you sleeping in the lobby? I thought you were sharing a room with Rarity."

Pinkie yawned as she rubbed her eyes. "I was, but Rarity was having wild sex with some stallion named Charley."

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