//------------------------------// // The Mane Thing, part thr33 // Story: The Pi (and other very random stories) // by Sir Squidfish //------------------------------// Couldn't remember what she'd had for lunch the day previous? No surprise there; if her cerebral cortex was indeed damaged from her lack of proper mane placement, the memory would be the first to go. Come to think of it, Mane Displacement and Getting Old seemed to share a lot of side effects... Well, it was worth looking into. Right now, though, she had better fix that mane-- and fast. Seizing the nearest object, she began frantically combing her hair with it, attempting to divide the follicles evenly between both halves of her head. It was an intense process. About two and a half hours later, Twilight realised that it was no good.Snorting amiably in frustration, she set down the lemon and wandered outside to think. Taking a walk couldn't solve her problems, but it could help her solve her problems. As she wandered aimlessly through the town square, the market, the laundromat, and a very loud accordion concert, one thought kept invading her mind. There has to be a way to divide this hair. Well, isn't this exciting. Stay tunes for the next chapter, Splitting Hairs, and the one after that, Spitting Hares! Funny. *bows* I will find out who you are. And I will annihilate you. Cute. Keep reading, folks. Gnrrrrr...