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// Sundance the...? 
// Story: Twilight Finds Herself in Generation 1. 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	"Sundance?" I asked, my brow furrowing as I searched my mind for any name in relation to that.

Sunburst, Sunset Shimmer... Sunbread?

"Nope. I don't know of any Sundance." I continued.

Megan set her hand on her chin. "Perhaps you've seen her?" She asked, "She's got this pinkish-red mane, a white coat, and a pink hearts symbol on her flank."

"Symbol?" I replied, "Don't you mean cutie mark?"

"Are you talking about the marks on our flanks?!" past-not-really-clone-mother-thing asked, popping out of nowhere with her plot in my face. I did not need to see that.

"See what?"

"Your plothole. In my face."

"But it wasn't in your face," protopony whined, "It was on it!"

...Is this what my life has come to?

I shoved the mare aside, and brushed my face clear of her tail hairs. "Anyhow..." I began, "Who's this 'Sundance' pony, anyways? Aside from being... ahem... your acquaintance?"

"I don't actually know."

WELL THEN. THAT SURE WAS A PRODUCTIVE CHAT.