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// Story: Pepsi® Twist 2: Luna Sucks, Dude 
// by Argembarger 
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The battle was over in two intervals of Planck-time.

In the first, Pepsiman® squished Cheerilee into paste like he was going to do a while ago.

In the second, he brewed her paste into two glasses of Pepsi® Twist® Cheery® flavor drink. The glasses were already iced from how cool Pepsiman® was. Twist drank the liquid, and for the first time in her life, finally felt true satisfaction. She nuzzled against Pepsiman®'s diamond-like bicep. "I love Pepthi®, Pepthiman®."

"I don't love. I am a living can."

Pepsiman® nonetheless gave his #1 pony Twist a quick hug, because she needed one. "If you ever need me, just slurp." He lowered his hand to send her back to horsey-land.

"Wait, one latht thing," Twist said, "What about Vinyl?"

"WHO CARES