Vinyl lowered her sunglasses, gaping at the massive horde of Twilight Sparkle clones that populated the new country before her.
"Mother. Of. Celestia." She whispered to herself from the safety of the hot air balloon.
"Hello! I'm Grand Princess Twilight, and this is my sister, Grand Princess Twilight the Younger! Welcome to Twiland!"
Vinyl Scratch grinned awkwardly as she was led through Sparklalot by the two lavender alicorns, noticing how the most common conversation point she kept overhearing from the population was always somewhere along the lines of,
"Gosh, do you think her name's Twilight?"
Or...
"Why does that pony look so different?"
Or even sometimes... "T̴͉̃Ĥ̴̗̳̇̈̚Ò̵̭̰͈Ş̶̬̦̑E̴̢͍̱̊ͅ ̵̫̈́̌G̴̲͛͊Ļ̵̓Ą̷̹̲̅̂̊̚M̴̺͆̎ͅO̶̡̓͛͋͋͜R̸̢̯̣͘͝O̷̡̠̜̭͋̊Ǔ̷͍͔̅̚S̷͈̭̹͓̒̈́͆ ̴͔̞̩͙̌Ǵ̶̡̢̡̘͘O̵̝̰̘͒̽͆G̷̨̈́̀̃G̵͙̮̫̕L̵̨̻̇̍̍͂Ȅ̵͈̓͛S̸̊͜͝ ̶̨̪̲͉̍͆͛͗Ḁ̵͖͔̱͛̓́R̶̩̤͂͋̓É̶̡̱ ̶̯͖̼͇͊́T̶̝̘̺̠́̈́Ò̷̢̗̫̪̏ ̷̦͖͛̐̒D̴͙̝̜̎͛͝I̸̧͐͋E̵͕̙͝ ̸̢̮̠͈̂̈́F̴̞̺̊̑O̵̖͍̗̣͐̿͌R̵̻͖̓͠!̴̲̬̓̋͂"
Frankly, it was just a bit awkward for Vinyl. And she didn't even want to imagine what twins would be like.
"Do you wanna try some pie?" Grand Princess Twilight asked, holding up an apple pie, "They come straight from the Twilight family farm!"
"How about no." Vinyl deadpanned, staring at the odd purple pie...
...Of which promptly exploded, revealing a small lavender earth pony with a striking resemblance to both Twilight and Apple Bloom at the same time.
"BUY SOME APPLES!" the filly cheered, throwing apple pie pieces all over.
"Yeah... no." Vinyl replied as she turned, heading back to her hot air balloon.
"HALT ON THE ORDER OF GRAND PRINCESS TWILIGHT!" a guard suddenly shouted, blocking Vinyl's path.
"What." Vinyl deadpanned, "Just... no, I wanna go back to my marefriend and my wubs. Or at least, somewhere far away from... this."
The guard shook his head. "No." He replied deeply, "And now I, Commander Dusk Sparkle, will escort you, little non-Twilight, to the conversion chamber."
"What."
"WeLCOme tO tHe cONVErsIoN ChamBeR!" Grand Princess Twilight the Younger exclaimed, slamming the door open for a chained-up Vinyl Scratch.
"Really?" Vinyl deadpanned again, "All that commotion, and you lead me to a... what is this? Looks like a giant vat of purple gunk."
"EXACTLY!" Grand Princess Twilight the Younger screeched, shoving Vinyl closer to the aforementioned vat of purple gunk.
"NOPE!" Vinyl shouted back in return as she activated her hidden bass cannon. Of which she proceeded to somehow use as a jetpack. While still chained. And very much attached to a startled, panicking Grand Princess Twilight the Younger.
Vinyl's rating: 7.8/10, too much Twilight.
JOIN THE CULT OF THE TWILI--
*Newspaper smacking noises*