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// Epilogue 
// Story: Crappy Circumstances 
// by CategoricalGrant 
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Rainbow Dash roared in laughter as she teetered from side to side on the floor of Trixie's caravan. Tears streamed down her face, and she choked occasionally as the laughter overcame her capacity to breathe.

"I...I...can't believe it!" she spat out before she was interrupted by another fit of uproarious laughter. "B-b-best p-prank ever!"

Trixie sat smugly on her hammock to Rainbow Dash's side. "Yes, well, I was just glad to have the opportunity to make Twilight the first test subject of The Great and Powerful Trixie's Hilarious C. difficile Powder, Patent Pending," she mused, very content with herself.

Rainbow Dash laughed for more than an entire additional minute before she was able to speak again. "I thought the patent was turned down?"

Trixie rolled her eyes. "I reapplied. Some smartflank at the patent office wrote me saying that 'you can't patent a biological weapon'," she growled spitefully, using hoof-quotes for emphasis and blowing a raspberry at the end of her statement. "Typical government for you."