“Yeah, I got nothing.”
“Nothing? Nothing at all?”
“Pretty much.”
“Not even one tiny little...”
“Nope.”
“Are you absolutely, positively sure, Spike?”
“Yep.”
“Well, thank you for trying. I guess I’ll go ask somepony else.”
“Alright then. Good luck.”
“Thanks, Spike.”
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“Eenope.”
“Are you one hundred percent positive about that, Big Mac?”
“Eeyup.”
“Damnit. Guess I’d better head back into town. Thanks for looking, anyway.”
“Eeyup.”
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“Oh come on! You’re never out!”
“Well, this time we are. I’m sorry, miss, but I honestly can’t help you.”
“But...But...I need it!”
“I am truly sorry, but I simply can’t give you something I haven’t got.”
“Sorry for yelling, but I just really need this.”
“I know the feeling, miss, but like I said, we ran out early this morning.”
“It’s fine, I’ll just go elsewhere.”
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“Not even one itty little bit anywhere in here, Pinkie?”
“Noperroni! Ran out two days ago. It’s been real hard on the Cakes. You’d be surprised by how much they go through.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Well, maybe I’ll try Rainbow Dash. She might have some, right?”
“Maybe. I dunno.”
“Thanks for looking anyway, Pinkie.”
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“Nope. Don’t have any.”
“You sure, Rainbow Dash?”
“Twilight, I think I know what’s in my own house. I don’t have any.”
“Right, sorry.”
“But hey, while you’re up here, want me to give you some flying pointers?”
“AAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
“...I have never seen her move that fast before. Was it something I said?”
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Twilight Sparkle trudged through Ponyville, head down, completely dejected. She’d asked all of her friends, their entire families, and berated more than one innocent shopkeeper. Why couldn’t they understand that this was serious business? It was more than want, she needed it.
“How can a town be completely out of parchment?”