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// Second Chances 
// Story: Framwinkle's Random Writings 
// by Framwinkle 
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"But Princess!" Twilight protested. "No disrespect, but... he's the embodiment of the very spirit of chaos and disharmony! How could he ever change? It would be like asking the sky itself to stop being blue!"

Princess Celestia cocked an eye. "Really?" she asked. Looking towards the sky, her horn began to glow as the sun unexpectedly moved towards the horizon, bathing the world in a premature sunset. "And what color is the sky now?"

Twilight's heart sank as she let out a sigh and lowered her head in defeat. She still didn't like it, but there was no arguing with that. "Alright," she conceded. "I'll give him another chance."