Alright bronies, this is a bit different from my normal riffs in that today's request is actually one of pretty high quality. The next story on my riffing list, Study Buddies is my flagship example of how, even though I'm riffing it, DOESN'T mean I think it's a bad story! Personally, I'm not much of a shipping person myself. As far as shipping goes, the only thing I've done is a parody ship of Rarity/Tom (It's ironic, because it's my lowest rated story, and yet it got on Equestria Daily.). I actually enjoyed this story, and I strongly recommend to all you shipping fans to give it a look here. Overall, the story is well written, and my one major gripe would be that the it's written in present tense, which I think is an extremely awkward tense to work with and read. But that's just me.
Also, for you readers that have been keeping up with Fan/fic/ Theatre 3000, NO, I did not realize they were going to start riffing Study Buddies. The day I finished the riff was the day they opened it for riffing.

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Author: Hmm... Check.
Twilight: Very nice.
Author: Thank you.
Twilight: Check mate.
Author: ... Screw you.
Twilight: Thank you.
Fluttershy: Um... Hello?
Twilight: Fluttershy?
Author: What are you doing here?
Fluttershy: Oh! I'm sorry, I'll just leave...
Author: No, it's alright. You wouldn't happen to have seen Rarity by any chance on your way in, did you?
Fluttershy: I saw her.
Author: And? Was she on her way here? It's our weekly game of strip chess, and Rarity never misses it.
Fluttershy: But... You're the only one wearing clothes.
Author: ... You know, I never really thought about that...
Twilight: Did Rarity say anything?
Fluttershy: Um... Oh! Yes! She said that Pinkie Pie had a surprise planned, and being the spirit of generosity and all, she said I could enjoy the surprise instead.
Author: Surprise? What surpr- Why that bitch...
(Doors swing shut and lock)
Pinkie Pie: (From TV) Isn't it nice when friends share?
Twilight: Sharing this surprise is like giving a friend a punch in the gut.
Fluttershy: What's going on?!
Author: I'm afraid you're stuck with us to so a (sighs) MPPT.
Twilight: Sorry you were dragged into this.
Fluttershy: It's fine. I'm not scared!
Author: Shocking.
Fluttershy: I've had Rainbow Dash give me some mild stories to practice my riffing. I'm not afraid of any story.
Rainbow Dash: (From TV) Cool, cause today's prank is a story called "Study Buddies". It's a sugary sweet shipping about Fluttershy and Twilight.
(Twilight and Fluttershy exchange worried glances, while author laughs.)
Author: This is brilliant! The one day Fluttershy riffs...
Fluttershy: Twilight?
Twilight: Yeah?
Fluttershy: Remember when I said I wasn't scared of any story?
Twilight: Yeah.
Fluttershy: I lied.
(Buzzer sounds.)
All: We've got story sign!

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Another peaceful autumn afternoon gently fades toward dusk as Fluttershy tends to her duties.

Fluttershy: You should see it when it fades violently towards dusk!
Author: The blood... So much blood...

Angel Bunny sleeps soundly in his bed, belly bulging from his recent gorging on fresh carrots.

Twilight: It seems Angel Bunny has some dieting to do.

Fluttershy flits about her home, dusting off the tops of her various furnishings, happily humming her favorite tune

Author: DragonForce's "Through the Fire and Flames".

and making sure to keep everything in order. She holds the feather duster in her teeth, brushing off the insignificantly small layers of dust and animal hair anyplace she can find it.

Fluttershy: Including the hair on the animals.

Lately Fluttershy has been having a bit too much down-time. All of the animals have finished building up their nests and eating to their hearts' content for the winter, so they've gradually begun to leave the yellow pegasus behind in search of a

Twilight: Apartment with reasonable rates.
Author: Empty nest syndrome is a bitch.

place to sleep.
As Fluttershy finishes her self-given chores for the day she returns to her small sofa,

Twilight: The chores given to her by the voices she hears will be completed tomorrow.

curling up and glancing around her quaint little home. Boredom overtakes her as she quickly skims over a book that she has read several times already,

Author: "The Jungle", by Upton Sinclair.

so she makes a feeble attempt to rest her head. Mind abuzz with activity, sleep never quite finds her;

Fluttershy: Sleep's wife told him to stop and ask for directions, but you know how men are.

for such a quiet pony she sure thinks an awful lot. Things that she still needs to get done before winter arrives race through her mind,

Twilight: The race stretched from the one ear to the other.

though mostly in recursion as she's gotten most of them complete by now. Her own food supply is nearly overflowing,

Author: There were whole cabinets stuffed with Twinkie Wiener sandwiches.

and that of her animals even more so. Firewood and kindling hasn't ever really been a problem for the tree-dwelling pegasus,

Fluttershy: Twilight?
Twilight: I'm not a pegasus.
Author: Maybe Fluttershy is bunking with you?

but even so she has a large quantity gathered just outside. Fluttershy simply drops her hooves at her sides and gently pounds the cushions of her couch.

Author: BAM! BAM! BAM!

"I'm bored..." She complains, barely above a whisper. She looks around her living room for something to do. "Angel, are you still hungry?" She asks the unconscious bunny rabbit.

Twilight: Dear Celestia, how much did she feed the poor thing?

The small white critter comes to at the mention of his name, simply looking Fluttershy in the face with an annoyed quizzical look, pointing his paw at the pile of carrot greens nearly as big as he is. "Right... sorry..." Fluttershy replies. Looking away and trying to think of anything else to do with her free time.

Author: "I suppose I could force feed Angel again..."

Finding little of interest in her minimalist living room she simply starts to take in her surroundings.

Fluttershy: But I thought there wasn't anything to take in?

Noticing that the only furniture she has are either for herself or her animal friends.

Twilight: I know when I buy furniture, I buy it for complete strangers.

Even her sofa is really only comfortable for a single pony; It hadn't ever crossed her mind to have many house guests, and even less so to pursue a relationship. Just the very thought made her blush dark red through her yellow coat.

Author: If that's all it takes to set off a blush, I'd like to see Fluttershy when she's actually hanging with someone she likes!

A few stallions had shown interest in her back up in flight school, but she never really was fond of the competitive types of guys that always seemed to chase her around.

Fluttershy: I'm also not a fan of psycho stallions that chase me.

She was far more content sitting around with a sick bunny rabbit and nursing it back to health, or taking a troublesome pet off of her friends' hooves. Fluttershy flaps her wings a few times, unable to quell some of the pent up energy that she still has,

Author: A nice game of Sudoku will let out that energy!

finding a slight entertainment in watching the leaves on her various potted plants quiver from the breeze.

Fluttershy: I should really close those windows.
Twilight: Which are open.
Author: In autumn. (Slaps head.) What the hell?

"Alright, well, I suppose I could go try to find a new book to read... Maybe Twilight would loan me one... what do you think, Angel?"

Author: Don't ask Twilight for recommendations. She'll just give you Anne Rice and Stephanie Meyer books.

She asks as she stands up and trots toward her door. The bunny simply stands up and walks inside of his small shack set up in Fluttershy's living area, slamming the door and getting back to sleep. "... I'll take that as a yes then..."

Fluttershy: A no is when closes the door nice and gently.

After tossing a scarf and saddlebag around herself and making doubly sure to blow out any candles she had left lit, Fluttershy takes to the brisk autumn air and flies toward Twilight's library. Fluttershy always loved flying, but not quite for the same reason as other pegasi.

Author: What better way to disguise a wing boner? (Twilight gives him an angry glare while Fluttershy blushes)

She loved to feel a gentile breeze between her feathers, to smell all of the wonderful scents of the forest during a low-fly, and to see all of the colors just beneath her.

Twilight: "Let's see, green, green, green... Hey! There's nothing but green down there!"

She never flew faster than a small bird,

Author: Like the peregrine falcon, about a foot long and can reach 325 mph.

enjoying everything she could and trying her best not to strain herself;

Fluttershy: I need to be careful not to stub my wing on a cloud.

but of course Rainbow Dash had other intentions. The daydreaming yellow pony is brought immediately out of her trance by a rainbow streak right across her nose, sending her spiraling mid-air and completely messing up her bearings.

Twilight: Thank Celestia for compasses!

The pegasus snaps her wings open and tries to stabilize herself, succeeding literally seconds before she would have hit the ground, glancing up in the direction of the rainbow trail left by her friend.

Author: This is intense! It's like "Airplane!", except no Leslie Nielsen.

"Woops! Sorry about that Fluttershy. I was trying

Twilight: "To kill you, but it didn't work."

out a new succession of barrel rolls to see if I could get some clouds to corkscrew behind me and I guess I didn't see you there... y'alright?" The blue pony calls out as Fluttershy lands, readjusting her scarf.

Twilight: Why is Rainbow wearing a scarf?
Fluttershy: I think I'm the one wearing a scarf...
Author: The dangling participle! My greatest foe!

"Oh, uhm, it's alright Rainbow Dash... I guess I blend into the leaves this time of year sometimes..."

Author: That happens to me ALL THE TIME!
Fluttershy: Wasn't I flying above the trees?

She replies modestly, trying to avoid making Rainbow feel bad, always one to think of others' feelings.

"Yeah you do, well take care Fluttershy, I gotta go try this again... I'm losing daylight!"

Twilight: "Don't you die on me, Daylight! Think of the sunbeams!"

She replies, pointing one of her hooves out toward the setting sun. Fluttershy had been so lost in her daydreaming that she didn't even notice how dark it was getting. She decides that it would be best to get this book and get home quickly before it gets too cold.

Author: No worries. She may or may not have a scarf.

She's about to tell Rainbow Dash to have a nice evening, but she was already long gone.

Fluttershy continues to fly toward Twilight's library, thinking intently about just what kind of book she might want to check out, or even if she really wants a new book in the first place.

Author: She has a Kindle, after all.

Maybe I'll just check Twilight out...

Twilight: Don't keep her too long, the late fees are ENORMOUS!

she thinks after letting her mind wander just a bit too far. It doesn't take her long to realize what she just thought, causing her to blush intensely and wonder why the thought even crossed her mind.

Author: Why'd the thought cross the mind?
Fluttershy: Um... Why?
Author: To get to the rest of the plot.

"I guess I'll just check Twilight's recommendations out..." she says out loud, as if trying to correct some kind of mistake. She notices the candle-lit windows of the familiar tree,

Twilight: Candles plus tree. Brilliant.

landing just a few steps away from the front door. The sun is completely behind the mountains now, leaving only the soft orange glow on the horizon in the fading light; Fluttershy knocks softly on the door, worried that she might be intruding.

Author: Knocking without prior announcement is a federal offense.

Almost without hesitation she hears a set of hoof-steps coming toward the door. A gust of wind blows behind Fluttershy, messing up her mane and causing her to shiver from the autumn chill. The door opens with a faint purple aura of magic around it, revealing Twilight Sparkle on the other side, looking at Fluttershy like she's got three heads.

Fluttershy: I knew something felt a little off that morning.

"Hey Fluttershy, is everything alright?" She asks, unaware of the pegasus's intentions, but noticing immediately the wind-mangled hair and deep set shiver in her stance.

Twilight: "Judging by your appearance, I'm guessing you want a book, right?

"Hmm? Oh, everything's fine, Twilight, just a little chilly out tonight that's all..." Fluttershy says, pasting a smile on her face and almost forgetting why she came to visit.

Author: I hope she has some glue solvent.

She spends a few seconds staring awkwardly into Twilight's eyes, she always did have such pretty eyes...

Twilight: "I think I'll take them for myself!"
Fluttershy: Wrong genre.

"Would you like to come inside?"

All: No.

Twilight asks, gesturing the mare into her home, feeling a little worried for her well being. "And what are you doing out so late anyway? are you sure everything's okay?"

Author: "Well, I have this weird, green rash on my back, and the fungal infection has spread to the other leg..."

"Oh, yes Twilight, I'm just fine... I only came over to take a look at you..." She catches herself

Fluttershy: Where'd that net come from?

and blushes a little bit, stumbling over her words to try and correct herself a little bit "t-t-take a look at your selection of books! I just was feeling like I needed something else to read lately..."

Author: "My issues of Playpony aren't cutting it."

Twilight responds with a concerned, but amused, look on her face.

"Well that explains what you're doing here, but not why you're out so late. You'll catch a cold in this weather, you know," She responds, stifling a little bit of a laugh at the silly pegasus.

Twilight: Schadenfreude is always appealing.

"It was more of a last minute decision really... The animals are mostly holed up for winter by now and I just haven't had too much to do in the past few days," She says, regaining a little bit of her composure, only to realize that she'd spent the entire day cleaning, organizing and feeding her pets, but hadn't actually eaten anything since breakfast.

Twilight: She stretched afterwards, but first she NEEDED BREAKFAST.

Her tummy announces this with a deep growl, frightening Fluttershy just a little bit from the noise.

Author: A reasonable fear. What if that stomach jumps out of her mouth and goes on a rampage? Actually, hold on... I need a piece of paper to jot that idea down...

"Uhhhh was that your stomach?" Twilight asks, clearly hearing the sound.

Fluttershy: No, that was my pancreas.

She continues to grin and stare at the yellow pegasus and her unusually awkward motions tonight. "Why don't you stay for a little while; Spike just made dinner."

Author: "He had a little help from Pinkie Pie. She said she was going to add a special ingredient."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to intrude..." Fluttershy responds, taking off her scarf and tossing it over the small coat rack just inside the doorway.

Twilight: "Okay then. Get out of here!"

"Nonsense, Fluttershy. It would be no intrusion at all... Spike always cooks way too much for just the two of us... and besides, when's the last time you and I got to sit down and talk anyhow?"

Author: If my memory is correct, you rarely sit down and talk with anyone.

"Well uhm... I guess it has been a while... and--" Twilight interrupts Fluttershy by appearing seemingly out of nowhere right next to her and nudging her toward the kitchen with her hoof.

Fluttershy: Did Twilight randomly disappear while the narrative wasn't paying attention.

"Then it's settled, you'll stay for dinner. I think you'll love this veggie soup that Spike makes, it's delicious and should warm you up plenty after a flight in this weather!"

Fluttershy can't help but think,

Twilight: Don't you hate it when that happens?

just being here is warming me up but tries to look away from the lavender unicorn and push thoughts like that away. She can't even quite put her hoof on what she likes so much about Twilight, possibly the fact that she's one of the few ponies in this town not trying to one-up every other pony around them. Either way, she hasn't ever had thoughts like that about anypony else.

Author: Tell that to all the other Fluttershy shippers.

"So uhm, Twilight... how was your day?" Fluttershy decides to break away from her awkward silence just to give her the illusion that she isn't thinking about her.

Author: Holy crap... Which she?! Specify! I can interpret this so many different ways. "Fluttershy decided to break away from Fluttershy's awkward silence just to give Fluttershy the illusion that Twilight isn't thinking about Twilight."
Twilight: How about; "Fluttershy decides to break away from Twilight's awkward silence just to give Fluttershy the illusion that Twilight isn't thinking about Fluttershy."
Fluttershy: What about; Fluttershy decides to break away from Fluttershy's awkward silence just to give Fluttershy the illusion that Fluttershy isn't thinking about Fluttershy."

"Oh my day was just fine! Mostly just organized books, cleaned the shelves...

Author: "Wow. I just realized that I'm pretty boring."
Twilight: Is that why all these stories seem to revolve around me?

Spike helped me with a small experiment I was conducting to see how magnetic fields affected the control and direction of magic... let's just say it didn't go too well,"

Fluttershy: "Let's just say that's the reason my tail is a neon green."

Twilight replied, happy to take the spotlight away from the shy little pony.

Author: Greedy bastard.

"You're tellin' me! I thought your horn exploded when we tried that," Spike said as he walked into the living area. He plods happily along, unable to see over the massive pot of soup that he holds barely clutched in his claws; the whole scene punctuated with a comically large chef's hat extending over the creature.

Author: Chef Spike Ramsey in; "Hell's Tree".

Twilight rolls her eyes and pats Spike on the head for bringing out the dinner,

Fluttershy: Oh no! The chef hat! It's crushed now!

using her telekinesis to serve up three hearty bowls of the delicious smelling soup. Spike drinks his straight from the bowl, not having any sensitivity to heat of course, and then goes for several more helpings immediately following. Fluttershy and Twilight simply sit and chat, having not had any time to truly catch up with each other. They speak of their days, well... Twilight speaks of her days while Fluttershy sits there nodding and trying to get a word in edge wise.

Twilight: She'd have better luck corner-wise.

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Author: I think the story just stalled. Let's take a breather while it reboots.

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Twilight: Well. I never knew Fluttershy was into mares.
Fluttershy: But I'm...
Author: Who would've thought? I mean, I didn't think Lauren Faust was going to create any gay characters, but I guess I was wrong.
Fluttershy: But I'm...
Twilight: Do I need a restraining order now, because I'm a bit worried about what Fluttershy will do.
Fluttershy: I'M NOT A LESBIAN!
Author: Chill, Fluttershy! We're just busting your balls. Er, you know, metaphorically.
Fluttershy: I don't appreciate that very much...
Twilight: Alright, I'm sorry Fluttershy.
Author: I'm not. (Angry glare from Twilight.) What?! She needs to learn how to take a joke! (Angrier glare from Twilight.) ... Alright. I'm sorry... (Grumbles)
Twilight: Anything else?
Author: You're... You're pretty good at making riffs, too...
Fluttershy: Thanks! And you're alright, but I think you could use a lot of work.
Author: Why you little-
(Buzzer sounds)
All: We've got story sign!

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"... And so the resonance frequency turned out to not match up with that specific metal semiconductor, so obviously that caused so many recursive problems that I simply had to restart every single step in the procedure!

Author: "No wait, it get's better! When the patient woke up, his skeleton was missing and the doctor was never heard of again!"

But enough about my exploits in cross-dimensional teleportation physics... what have you been up to Fluttershy?"

Fluttershy: "Um... Cleaning."

Twilight asks, finally breaking away from her mental rant long enough to realize she had a guest and not just a soundboard.

Twilight: They look a little different, so I'm surprised I didn't notice till now.
Author: Most significantly, soundboards don't eat soup.

"Oh uhm... Well I just fed the animals and helped them build their nests and insulate their dens for the winter... gathered some firewood and food... and that's it really, nobody's needed a vet lately,"

Author: I hope not! Vets are for pets, not ponies! ... Wait, vets take care of ponies in my world, so would they take care of ponies in this world...?

Fluttershy replies, immediately eating a spoonful of the delicious soup right after. She had only just barely finished her bowl when Twilight realized the time, it was already almost ten o' clock.

Fluttershy: A.M. Time flies when you're eating soup!

"Oh whoops! I'm sorry for keeping you around so long Fluttershy! I just lost track of the time," Twilight says, using her magic to gather up all of the dishes and sending them into the kitchen. Spike, passed out in his chair at the table from having gluttonously consumed more than half

Author: His weight in alcohol.

of the soup (not to mention the intense boredom at Twilight's speech) wakes up startled from the clanging of ceramic wear. Twilight gives him a dirty look and asks him to wash the dishes before bedtime; he grumpily goes about his new chore.

Twilight: You'd think I'd be nice enough to use my magic, but nope!

"It's no trouble at all, Twilight, I lost track of time too..." In truth Fluttershy loved to hear Twilight rant. Unlike many of the other ponies around town she could understand most of what she said (though admittedly had a lack of experience in the scientific subjects, her vocabulary at least fit the bill),

Author: Fluttershy just judged everyone else as stupid and herself as superior. Let the age of Fluttershy supremacy begin!

and she genuinely enjoyed her voice. Soft spoken, but still projecting an air of confidence; not quite as abrasive as Rainbow Dash's but not as overly refined and meticulously polished as Rarity's.

Fluttershy: Overall, she gets an eight out of ten.

"You know, you're welcome to stay the night if you would prefer not to fly home in this cold," Twilight says, seemingly off the top of her head.

Author: More like out of her mind.

"Oh I wouldn't want to impose! The dinner was generous enough," Fluttershy replies, not wanting to seem eager to stay the night due to an irrational fear of being 'found out' by the lavender unicorn.

"Aw come on, it'll be like a good old fashioned sleepover, just the two of us.

Twilight: "I have books on the subject! Let's see, the first thing to do at a sleepover is..."

I have the day off tomorrow anyway, and you said yourself that you haven't really had anything to do lately, right?"

Author: She works?

Twilight chirps happily as she doesn't get to spend too much time with any of her friends, let alone Fluttershy.

Fluttershy: That's surprising, since I spend a lot of time with birds.
Twilight: What do you mean?
Fluttershy: You chirped, right?
Author: That reminds me. I haven't done any bad puns yet, have I?

The canary-yellow pegasus simply stands in shock,

Twilight: Because of how she suddenly turned canary yellow.

blushing a little at the brief thought of sharing a bed with Twilight Sparkle. She looks around and realizes that she can't get out of this without being too disappointing, but deep down she feels a spark of excitement about the prospect. Twilight and she never really interacted too much anyway...

Fluttershy: It's not as though we're best friends or anything...

Maybe she could muster up the courage to talk to her about all these strange thoughts that she'd been having, maybe just to be safe she'd tell a little white lie about just who the thoughts were about.

Twilight: "Twilight, I've been having some weird thought's lately about, um, Discord..."

"O-Okay, Twilight... if you insist," She says, looking down a little bit and smiling, feeling a tad weak in the legs from the thoughts racing through her head.

Author: There must be a marathon up there!

Twilight giggles and turns a little red in the face, walking up to Fluttershy and tilting her head at her. "Gee I thought I would detect a little more enthusiasm in your voice considering... well, those."

She follows up by pointing at Fluttershy's involuntarily extended wings.

Fluttershy: It may not be polite to do that, but it's even more impolite to point.

"Ohmugosh! I'm sorry Twilight!" Fluttershy blushes the deepest shade of crimson that Twilight has ever seen a pony turn,

Twilight: This is just the first chapter. I have a feeling we're going to be seeing a whole rainbow of reds by the time we're done.

hiding her face in her hooves and dropping to the floor with an embarrassed squeak.

Author: If you're suffering from embarrassment, just stop, drop, and roll.

"Relax Fluttershy, I didn't mean to embarrass you," Twilight says, punctuating her statement with a giggle,

Twilight: "But now that I did, it's pretty funny."

walking past the pegasus to greet spike, who finished cleaning the dishes and had already begun walking upstairs. "Uh Fluttershy? My extra mattress is still up in the linen closet somewhere, do you mind just sharing a bed with me tonight?"

Author: As long as there's no age-reversal spell involved, I don't see anything wrong with that.
Fluttershy: How hard is it to find a mattress in a linen closet.
Twilight: Unfortunately, it's as hard as the writer wants it to be.

This statement immediately makes the already embarrassed and timid mare almost shrink down into nothingness.

Author: Embarrassed out of existence. What a way to go.

"That's just fine, Twilight..." She says, barely able to speak in an audible tone.

Twilight: Twenty micro pascals.

She wanted to say that nothing in the world sounded better right now...

Author: Except for "BIBBIDTY-BIM-DONG-DING-A-LING-A-DONG." But I digress.

but just couldn't bring herself to do that... not yet anyway.

Fluttershy follows Twilight up her stairs, inadvertently staring at her haunches and trying awkwardly to look away, almost tripping over her own hooves a few times, and sighing contentedly as they reach the top of the flight of stairs. Twilight makes quick work of blowing out the candles around her room and closing the window with her magic,

Fluttershy: Isn't it almost winter? Why are the windows open?

climbing into her bed (a rather large one for a single pony, Fluttershy thinks) and happily relaxing. Fluttershy very slowly steps up to the opposite edge of the bed and sits down, shyly inching under the blanket and rolling onto her side, trying to face away from Twilight and avoid thinking

Author: Shouldn't be too hard for her.

too hard about this situation.

"G'night Fluttershy," Twilight whispers. The breath on the back of Fluttershy's neck makes her shiver a little bit, having to fight an involuntary reaction to twitch her hind leg.

"Goodnight Twilight..." She whispers in response,

All: WHAT?!

trying to no avail to get some sleep. Her mind races, sometimes thoughts of romance, sometimes thoughts of slightly dirtier things,

Twilight: Like dirt.

sometimes things that are completely unrelated to her current situation.

Author: This included whales, chemical baths, and pumpernickel bread.

The belly full of soup does make her feel heavy and tired,

Twilight: The ingredients in Spike's soup was sleeping pills and anvils.

but the knowledge of Twilight laying right behind her continues to arouse her mind and thoughts. Needless to say, she doesn't sleep a wink that night.

Twilight: Try a different sleeping metaphor. Maybe you'll sleep better then.
Author: Try sawing logs. Or making z's.
Fluttershy: Can we just take stop here? I'm feeling really awkward reading all this...

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Twilight: ...
Fluttershy: ...
Author: So? Aren't you two having a grand ol' time?
Twilight: You're getting a kick out of this, aren't you?
Author: Who, ME? Watching the two ponies being shipped reading that ship? No way!
Fluttershy: At least I get to leave now.
Twilight: Um...
Author: Fluttershy? This is a multi-chapter riff. We aren't done.
Fluttershy: ...
Twilight: Fluttershy? Are you okay?
Author: She's frozen up. I think we broke her.
(Buzzer sounds)
Twilight and Author: We've got break sign!
Fluttershy: Yay...

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