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// The Distant Sound of Drums (Part 4) 
// Story: Heat Death 
// by ScottTrek 
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“I don’t want to do this.”

“Well that is curious, isn’t it? Tell me Forge when have you been the one in making decisions?”

“Is that a rhetorical question or do you want an exact date?”

“Haha, and they say synthetics have no sense of humor.”

“You are seriously underestimating her. When she finds out Twilight will kill you then myself and I am only 78.4% certain she will be quick and merciful.” 

“And im sure, given the work you’ve put in, death would be most disgruntling would it not? Unless you’ve come up with a better solution than mine for all our little entropic problem?”

“...”

“Sorry i can’t quite seem to hear you?”

“... no.”

“So, you’ll do as you are ordered?”

“Yes, sir.”

“hmm, ohh come now my traitorous friend, say my name...”

“Your will shall be done... Shadow.”

“Hmm, ha ha ha. I wonder what Your Little Pony will say when she finds out her big Robot Friend has been playing her from the start?”

“Nothing pleasant.”