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// 00 - 05 
// Story: Whispers 
// by destinedjagold 
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—the point," Spike grunts, his tail swaying wildly once or twice.

The young adult dragon and the teen alicorn are in the library, surrounded by the ponies close to them.

The teenager angrily stomps a hoof on the crystal floor, her piercing opal eyes glaring daggers at the bored-looking dragon. "You think I did it on purpose, don't you?"

"Did what, darling?" Rarity asks, blinks, and flinches when the teenager's glare quickly locks on her.

"Don't play dumb! You all think I did it on purpose!"

"She knows..." Applejack sighs. "No point hiding it now."

"Phooey..." Pinkie Pie frowns, her ears and mane drooping. "I was hoping it wouldn't come to this..."

"So you all think that!"

"Technically, sugarcube," Applejack steps forward, "you did do it. But on purpose?" She shakes her head. "No, you didn't. And no, we don't think that."

"And I thought you're the Element of Honesty, Auntie Applejack."

The farmer arches an eyebrow. "And what's that suppose to mean?"

"I actually don't feel like it." Flurry shakes her head. "The way you guys look at me, it makes me feel like I did it intentionally!" She turns her glare back at the bored-looking dragon, who is now arching an eyebrow at her. "Especially you, Uncle Spike!"

"Like I said," Spike says slowly, yet dangerously. "Get to—