Some days I wonder why I put up with Discord.
Today is one of those days.
"Discord?"
"Yes my dear Twilight?"
"I see you have turned the set into a mountain."
"Correct."
"...can i get some mittens?"
(Set 36)
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Pinkie floats by, somehow screaming something about being in space.
" ?"
Discord shrugs in confusion, watching the mare continue to scream. In space.
Wait is that a constellation only found in the southern half of the planet?
" " Oh right. Space. Well at least i can take notes.
Set 14
"Why am i hearing music?"
Pinkie pops in and drags Discord off, speaking at hyperspeeds as the mare hands him a trumpet.
"**ANNOYED TRUMPET NOISES**" I have zero clue how she replaced my words with trumpets, but it's Pinkie. Don't question it.