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// I - Looking for Answers 
// Story: The Alicorn Complex 
// by Count Weirdly 
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	"What makes you think stallions can't become Alicorns?"

"The fact that there's never been a male Alicorn."

"Maybe that's because there's never been a stallion in a position to become one?"

"What about Blueblood?"

"Please, you really think the Princesses would let him live if he was an Alicorn?"

They had been talking about My Little Pony for about an hour now, and once again, it had spiraled into the conversation of whether or not a stallion had ever, or could ever, become an Alicorn.

Now, the only reason this happened to their conversations so often, was that one of the friends, named Gerard, had a tendency to bend whatever topic they were on into that subject. And since they were stuck in a car with him, and he was driving, he could drag this out as long as he wanted.

But now wasn't the time for this discussion. He suddenly realized that he was hungry and needed to take a leak, and the only place he could do both in short order was at a dine-in restaurant. And according to the sign on the side of the highway, the closest restaurant was...

Wendy's.

So Gerard hit the gas and flew down the next offramp. He narrowly missed a minivan at the intersection as he swung around the corner and pulled into the restaurant parking lot. He was already out of the car and on the way inside before anyone in the car was oriented enough to figure out where they were. He ran into the bathroom, straight to the urinal, and relieved himself just in time. After doing so, he proceeded to wash his hands thoroughly, as all gentlemen do, wetting his hands, scrubbing them with soap for exactly 20 seconds, rinsing, drying, and then turning off the water with a paper towel.

Or he would have, if not for the lack of paper towels.

Nope, only a lone electric hand dryer adorned the wall of this restroom. Which would have been fine if the restroom had been fitted with automatic faucets.

So he did the only thing he could think to do. Leaving the water on, he entered the bathroom stall in search of toilet tissue.

But, as the story goes, instead of finding the much-needed paper, he found a temporary dimensional overlap.

It was quite the sight to behold. It was as if the half of the stall where the toilet and it's accompanying paper was supposed to be was blocked from any light whatsoever. Shrouded in pitch-black darkness.

But Gerard had no fear. He had let go of fear long ago. The only thing on his mind at that moment, was that he needed toilet paper to turn off the sink with. And if that meant that he had to traverse multiple dimensions, go through hell, possibly never see this world again...

Well, that was just a risk he would have to take.

And so it was that this man stepped into the darkness of a Wendy's restroom stall in search of toilet paper, but would find something much, much more valuable.


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	"My little ponies," Alice said, "this is the story of..."


The Alicorn Complex