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// Contents Highly Volatile 
// Story: Tales of Interest! 
// by Pascoite 
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Upon entering Fluttershy’s cottage, Rarity immediately frowned. “What is this?” she remarked as Twilight followed her in.

A bottle sat on the sideboard with a label on the rear showing through: “PURE EVIL.”

Twilight shook her head. “She’s usually more positive.”

“About what?” Fluttershy asked, walking in from the kitchen, and Twilight pointed at the bottle.

Fluttershy blanched and peered at the black bead inside. “Oh, no! I’m sorry, that’s a hibernating erup! I made sure it was alive and wanted to remind it what it was when it unrolled and woke up all confused, but… their eyes are in the back of their heads. They read backward.”

Rarity held a hoof to her chest. “Oh, thank goodness! I certainly hoped no animal was too unsavory for you.”

“Yeah, I should’ve realized how that would look,” Fluttershy said, nodding, then rolled her eyes. “But he is a nasty little shit.”