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// Watermelon chapter the second: I'm not reading that 14,000-word chapter. 
// Story: The Disastrous Adventures of Crew-T 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"Celestia, O', Celestia!" Twilight melodramatically raised a hoof to her forehead. Tell me, Celestia, am I truly making friends?"

"Neigh, noble Twilight!" Celestia fainted out of the window and faceplanted on the ground. "You have not made friends, for you are simply befriending your fellow Equestrians!"

Twilight gasped. "Are you saying that I must perform the act that none have succeeded in?"

"Necromancy is a dangerous art, dear pupil. You mustn't disrespect it, regardless of the many failed attempts to carry it out."

A watermelon slowly rose from the ground. It had a sharpie-d on smiley face scribbled onto it.

"Hark!" Celestia gasped. "A success! Noble Twilight, the dragon-watermelon-unicorn hybrid of the Sparkle bloodline, you have performed the impossible!"

Twilight smiled and trot away with her new undead watermelon friend.





"You're still watching that?" Slissa wandered past, eyeing the TV duct-taped to Sweetie Giraffe's head. "I thought you threw the TV out the window and killed everyone by having them be sucked into the heartless void of space."

"You're welcome for not dying, by the way." Shinkle Shankle the Ankle Crankle grumbled. "Also, screw you too, narrator."

Aw, thanks for the acknowledgment.

"WATERMELON ENTERTAINING." Sweetie boomed. "AM IS LIKE WATERMELON SHOW NOW."

Sweetie Giraffe's favorite fruit is now canonically watermelon. The end.