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// Epilogue 
// Story: Gee, Tempest, Why Are You So Tall? 
// by Super Trampoline 
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“Hey Tempest?”

“Yes, Twilight?”

“What’s the real reason you’re so tall?”

“Well actually, it’s mostly a combination of tall genes and having all that energy that would normally go into growing my horn go into growing my stature instead. Real boring answer, I’m afraid.”

“Huh, okay. Another question. How did we end up cuddling in my Canterlot castle guest suite?”

Tempest tried to recall as a tiny spark danced off her horn. “Hmmm, details are 
fuzzy, but I believe alcohol and gay horses were involved. Last I remember, I was telling you about how my legs also make happy cat noises.”

Twilight snickered and rolled on top of her friend, breath still thick with whisky. “Legs that make contented feline sounds?! You think I’m trotting into another awful pun? How about”—she leaned seductive inches from Tempest’s face—“you stop talking and use that long tongue for eating me out instead.”

Tempest Shadow grinned, and thus this story ends not with a limb purr, but with a bang.