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// Re-Match: Twilight Sparkle 
// Story: Know your Mare 
// by overlord-flinx 
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Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...

So, so, so familiar with the stage by now, Twilight cautiously stepped her hoof against the stage floor and curled her wings.

Twilight Sparkle...

...doesn't know the other two aren't here...

"Well now I know. And now I know I can relax a little bit... A... Little... Bit."

Twilight Sparkle...

...uses Spike as a comb...

"That is not physically possible. There's no way I could lift him and angle him in a way that could possibly comb my mane."

Twilight Sparkle...

...just gave the long and short that she thinks Spike is fat...

"Well... He could stand to eat a gem or two less now and again... But don't tell him I said that."

We have recordings...

"Right. Should've remembered that..."

Twilight Sparkle...

...resorts to shaking her flank and assets to win favor...

"I--WHAT!? Shake my--? No! I've never done anything like that!"

Twilight Sparkle...

...thinks the ends justify the means...

"At times--"

Even if that means manipulating a boy's heart that she knows she'll never see again...

"I didn't 'manipulate' anyone's heart. Who told you that lie?"

Twilight Sparkle...

...ATE A CHEESE BURGER!

TWILIGHT!

"I-I-I-I...! I didn't know it was--It was another world--I mean... Uh-uh... GAH!" For once, Twilight made her own escape by spreading her wings and bolting out and up through the roof, shattering a collection of lights on her escape.

Now you know...

Twilight Sparkle...

...What's a cheese burger...?

Something I miss every second I'm in this world...

...By the way...

...Where's the nearest ranch...?





"Vous êtes le plus brut et morceau écoeurant de vil j'ai jamais eu la honte de savoir. Embrassez-moi vous porc!"

"Somehow you even make the language of love sound repugnant... Don't waste our time any more. I do not wish to linger within this horrible land... What was the name of this cesspool again?"

"Son nom, elle est... Prance! La terre la plus romantique en tout de Equestria! Nous devrions nous marier ici. Pour les jeunes."

"Whatever it was you just spouted, same to you. I don't have the stomach to look translations, you cretin... Let's just go already."

"...La sigh."