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// FoME and Georg's Sparkle vs. Sparkle (Starscribe's "Fine Print") 
// Story: Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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(FoME)

"So... about the castle," Twilight said.

Her own face looked back,  the projected head tilting at an angle just past unnatural. "What about  it?" said the avatar of Harmony.

Twilight fought back the shudder. They'd work on the uncanny valley issue later. "Were the mosaics of me really necessary?"

The projection nodded. "I learn something from each being who bears a part of my essence. From Celestia, I learned how to commemorate those who perform admirable deeds."

The parts came together quickly enough that there was almost no lag between the avatar's words and Twilight's facehoof. "So instead of a stained glass window, you gave me a stained glass house. This explains so much."

"One that was also my offspring."

Twilight fought back the eyelid twitch and mostly succeeded. "And now I have questions again."

(Georg)

"Speaking of which," said Twilight Sparkle's glowing crystal doppelganger, "can you please keep your offspring from nibbling on my offspring?" Her head twisted even further past pony normal. "And why do you keep putting up wallpaper in the bathroom?  Don't you want to be able to see outside?"