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// Flanderizer? I hardly know 'er! 
// Story: ⇩ Please Downvote! ⇩ 
// by Super Trampoline 
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One day super trampoline was eating sour patch kids when rarity burst into his mom's garage where he lived to be clear this is Equestria just like I don't know maybe suburban equestrianites have garages for their carriages or something I am a delivery carriage flier after all since I'm a bat Pony I do overnight deliveries I enjoy it feels good to fly when there's no air traffic although my carriage registration expired like a month ago I need to fix that but again I'm broke I mean I guess I could just ask my girlfriend Twilight for a loan and I just realized I started this in third person when it's supposed to be in second person wait no first person or first Pony whatever you subscribe to anyway the point is I live in my mom's garage and rarity burst in and was like,

"Darling! Darling darling darling, darling darling darling darling 'darling', darling darling darling darling darling darling! Darling darling darling."

"Rarity," I responded ", there's already a story that does this much better. Rather than some sort of magical mishap reducing you to this, why don't we just cuddle instead?"

Just then, Applejack wandered in. "Sugarcube?"