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// Georg's The Modern Promaretheus (Daedalus Aegle's "Things that happen in the course of the creative process.") 
// Story: Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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"Live!" cackled Rarity as she yanked on the ropes, causing the elaborate mechanism to clatter and creak.  "Live, my creation!  Let the power of nature give it... LIFE!!"

"Uhhmm..." groaned the thing under the covers until a purple hoof emerged and groped for the nearby pillow.  "UHHH!!" it moaned more energetically, eventually getting a grip on its prize and heaving it at the cackling unicorn who was standing by the open window with the curtains flung wide.  "Rarity!" groaned Twilight, who found herself without anything to cover her head from the unyielding beam of sunlight pouring in through the open crystalline window of her castle.  "I said I'd help you this afternoon!"

"It is afternoon, Darling," purred Rarity.  She produced Twilight's Extra Large Princess-Sized Coffee Mug (on sale at the castle giftshop for 25 bits, free refills) and waved it near the edge of the bed so the tempting aroma of Bittern's Bitter Biting Brew wafted in the direction of the petulant princess.  "And if you don't get out of bed soon, it will be evening, and I shall be forced to see if Rainbow Dash can bring me some thunderclouds for a proper awakening.  Tell me, when I attach the electrodes, are you AC or DC?"