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// "Apples are red, rainbow is blue, one day we'll cruise down ponyville avenue" 
// Story: A Number of Ideas I had While Completely Out of my Mind 
// by Asimov_Law 
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It was a winter's afternoon in Ponyville, all the colts and fillies were out playing, with a few exceptions. Two group of fillies sat in opposing snowforts as they endured their unbreakable stalemate.

"Hey." 

"Yeah Sweetie?"

"You ever wonder why we’re here?"

"It's one of life's great mysteries isn't it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there really a God watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don't know, Sweets, but it keeps me up at night."

Silence reigned in the frosty fortifications.

"...What?! Scootaloo, I mean why are we out here, in this field?"

"Oh. Uh... yeah."

"What was all that stuff about God?"

"Uh...hm? Nothing."

"You wanna talk about it?"

"No."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Seriously though, why are we out here? As far as I can tell, it's just a plain old field in the middle of Ponyville."

"Mm hmm."

"The only reason that we set up a snow fort here, is because Tiara and Silver have a snow fort over there. And the only reason they have a snow fort over there, is because we have a snow fort here."

"Yeah. That's because we're fighting each other."

"No, no. But I mean, even if we were to just leave, and if they would come take our fort, they would have two bases in the middle of a random field. Whoopdee-doo."

"What's up with that anyway? I mean, I signed on to get my cutie mark. Next thing I know, I'm stuck in the middle of this field, fighting them"
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"What're they doing?"

Diamond Tiara slowly lowered her gem encrusted binoculars and turned to look at Silver Spoon.

"What?"

"I said, 'What are they doing now?'"

"Sweet Celestia, I'm getting so sick of answering that question!"

"You have the binoculars, I can't see anything. Don't get mad at me because I'm not going to just sit over here and play with snow."

"Okay, okay, look... they're just standing there and talking, okay? That's all they're doing. That's all they ever do, is just stand there and talk. That's what they were doing last week, that's what they were doing when you asked me five minutes ago. So, five minutes from now, when you ask me, 'What are they doing?' my answer's gonna be, 'They’re still just talking, and they're still just standing there!'”

It was silent for a moment.

"...What're they talking about?"

"...You know what? I hate you"