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// Story: Ponestuck 
// by ArtieStroke 
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You abscond from the library, new weapon in metaphorical tow. Time to get back to your main quest- the eternal quest for proper snackage. Every gamer knows you need a good snack to go with your game. It's just the way things work. Big Mac always brings apple chips and a little secret cider stash every time you two play Ogres and Oubliettes on guy's night- though, to be honest you wish you had a couple more guys to invite. You'd ask Twilight, but that kinda defeats the purpose. Besides, she'd just create some min-maxed abomination that totally uproots your carefully plotted narrative. 

The team could use a ranger or something though. 

Crossing the hall into the kitchen, you notice a note pinned to the fridge- huh, that's weird. You take it down, and start to read.

Spike,
Received a summons from Princess Celestia. She said it was a dire emergency- be safe, okay? I've left some gems on the lower shelf of the pantry for you. I promise I'll be back before you even notice- metaphorically speaking, of course. If you're reading this note, then you have most definitely noticed that I'm not around in the- oh, gosh I'm rambling again. Alright, I'm off!
Love,
Twilight Sparkle

Well, at least Twilight won't be around to interrupt the game. But this had you nervous- what had the Princess so spooked to call up Twilight? And without even sending it through you? That was... weird. 

You take the letter, storing it in your Fetch Modus. You then crack open the pantry- delicious gems, just as promised! You take out a nice emerald, crunching on it while putting the rest of the bowl in your Fetch Modus. Man, this was handy! 

But you're the only one here that actually breathes fire- you wonder how everypony else's Moduses (Modi?) worked. 

==> Diamond Tiara: Equip Strife Specibus
==> Silver Spoon: Experiment
==> Sweetie Belle: Spit Sick Fires
==> Snails: Retrieve Arms