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// Kencolt's Starlight and Chrysalis Still Don't Get Along (Majin Syeekoh's "Chrysalis Still Works at Quills and Sofas") 
// Story: Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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"Thanks."

Luster nodded as Starlight Glimmer, headmare of the Twilight Sparkle Unified Royal International Academy of Friendship,  Diplomacy, and Advanced Education—someday they were going to have to  do something about the name—accepted the small parcel of quills.  "Happy to help.  I suppose you are terribly busy here, no time to do  some basic errands..."

"True.  Although that's not why I asked you to pick up the quills."

The Student of Twilight blinked.  "Oh?"

"No."  Starlight turned to her desk, and fumbled about a few papers, with a slightly uncomfortable expression.  "I.. don't get along with Chrysalis very well."

"Oh... harsh words, and the like?"

"Actually, it's more if she sees me she goes berserk, attacks me, I kind of, well, get a bit snarkier than usual, parts of the town go boom... that sort of thing.  So, I avoid that shop."

"... What."

"We... have a history.  And she's not one to let go.  It usually ends with explosions.  At least, that's what they tell me."

Silence.  And then, "What... they tell you?"

"I've never actually seen one myself.  According to everypony, they happen after I start walking away, always behind me...  that sort of thing."

"This town is... odd."

"You get used to it."