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// Cooking is Magic 
// Story: Pleasuring Techniques and Other Weird-Ass Stories 
// by Regidar 
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The Cutie Mark Crusaders had decided to have a club house sleepover. Everything went fine, until the morning.

Applebloom woke up to hit her head on the bunk bed.

“Ow!”

“SHUT UP!” yelled Sweetie Belle, who was up in the top bunk with Scootaloo.

Applebloom went down to the outside table with some cereal to make breakfast. Somehow, Sweetie Belle was already down there.

“How did ya-”

“Hey, Applebloom, make me some breakfast!” Sweetie Belle demanded.

“Ok.” Applebloom poured out the cereal to meet her friends wishes.

“Oh boy! I love Hayflakes!”

“These are Cheerilee-o’s.”

There was an awkward silence.

“Shut up.”

Applebloom finished pouring the cereal, and threw the box aside. The two friends enjoyed their cereal together.

Scootaloo trotted out, her hair all messy from sleeping with Sweetie Belle.

“Oh boy, breakfast- HAYFLAKES!”

For some unexplainable reason, the box was now Frosted Flakes, which do exist in Equestria contrary to popular belief.

“Those are Cheerilee-o’s!!”

Scootaloo made a mad dive for the box of cereal.

Sweetie Belle levitated a shotgun out and shot Scootaloo in the face.

“WHAT TH’-”

“It had to be done.”

“WHERE DID YA EV’N GET THAT GUN?”

“Duh. We live in America.”

Applebloom looked confused. “What’s an Am’rica?”

Sweetie Belle’s expression turned to one of shock, and she picked up a walkie-talkie. “Lyra! They know! to the escape pods!” Sweetie Belle ran off screaming something about Russians.

Scootaloo stood up, totally fine seeing as the shotgun merely squirted water into her face. “What’s with her?”

Applebloom sighed. “Ah really don’ wanna know.”