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// An argument started over whether or not Jack could fit on the plank? 
// Story: What If... 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"No," Twilight groaned, pointing at her chalkboard diagram again, "There was certainly enough space for the two of them."

"Well, maybe Jack wanted to die!" Pinkie happily chirped.

Everypony stared at the mare.

"Or... maybe... not." Pinkie slowly said, shrinking back into her chair.

"Now, as you can see, the exact dimensions of the piece they were on was precisely--"

"Okay, just stop it already!" Rainbow screeched, clutching her head, "You've been talking about this for the past five hours!"

Twilight frowned, but continued lecturing for the next five hours.

Because Jack definitely had room for himself with Rose.

And Leonardo DiCaprio was probably chill about that.