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// FLÄSHYN 
// Story: *Airhorn Noises* 
// by Perception Filter 
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	Several years later, the castle had been repaired, and the ponies were living their idyllic lives once again. Celestia was again stuck in day court, looking forward to the end of it. As the noble in front of her droned on about some farming problem, she found herself thinking back to Yung Venuz and their fateful meetup. She did not expect to see them again after so long, but she was proud of herself for not hesitating long to jump into action, and for subsequently defeating them.  She smiled.

"I take it you're seeing things our way, princess?" The pony before her raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Yes of course, I--" there was a slight rocking of the castle and she froze.

"Princess, I--" The noble was shushed. The indignant look on his face made Celestia want to smile, but she just listened. Off in the distance, she heard a gravelly voice shout something that sounded like... "FLÄSHYN."