Twilight Sparkle looked around. She smiled. Her name was finally capitalized correctly. She looked over at her new secretary. Sugar Song’s name was also capitalized. What a triumph of capitalism. Get it? Nah just kidding capitalism sucks and makes me want to kill myself. Don’t worry I’m not going to. That was hyperbole.
“So,” Twilight says, changing tense again, “since I still have you for a few hours as my temporary secretary, do you think you could help me file some friendship school reports?”
Sugar Song was more than happy to. So she and Twilight Sparkle worked late into the early morning to finish those reports. They finally finished around 6 AM. Not bad considering they had only started the project like 10 minutes prior. Twilight didn’t really have any other things she needed help with, or at least things that a temporary secretary could help with, so she POOFed Sugar Sweet back to her regular place and time in Apple Records in London. The end.