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// Eight-Genre Pile-Ups 
// Story: Impossible Numbers' Flashfic Anthology, Volume Three 
// by Impossible Numbers 
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“Dubstep Cello,” repeated Octavia. “Unorthodox, but superior to that barbaric Pony Pokey.”

“Wha!?” Lyra spluttered. “Genre-mixing?”

“It worked, O unimaginative non-visionary.”

“Ha! What next? Propagand-Operas with Starlight’s town?”

“I’ve done propag-anthems in Ponyville! ‘Classic Winter Rap-Ups.’”

“Never heard of it.”

“Lyra! I’ll inspire you yet. Imagine… CMC: Cello-Mark-Crusaders!”

They imagined it.

“No,” they agreed.

“Alternatively, Flim-Flam-Octavia’s-Easy-Peasy-Super-Squeezy-Classics-Wheeze…y?”

Lyra snorted. “You wanna keep your copyright? Ah! Cadence’s Magico-Mysteria Changeling-Aria! That’d be awesome.”

“Plus Equestria’s entire Apple clan performing country, barn-raising style.”

“DJ Discord!” Lyra gulped a glass of water.

“Cheese-and-Cello Sandwich.”

“Hearth’s-Warming-Spirit-Soul-Music: Past, Present, Future! Wait… nah, Snowfall Frost’s old-hat…”

“‘Olivia!’ songs, instead?”

“Plus     Coloratura’S-apphire ShoreS-ongbird Serenade, plus    Ponytone-Pinkamena’s  Wonderbolt-rapping Blues…” Lyra grinned. “Right    on! This mixing-genres  gig’s the most awesome-tastic idea ever!”

“See?”

“Cooool! When we doing it!?”

“When you fund it.”

“Eee… Oh. S-Sorry. Try again.”

“Foiled! Alas. Our minds, but not our purses, have been filled with untapped riches…”