by Jonesly
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“Tia, could you come over here for a moment?” Twilight called out from her lab.
Tia walked into the lab glancing about at the various magitech machines. Twilight was standing in front of a machine that glowed with an ominous green light along two wires, one of which led to a cone placed over Twilight's horn. As Tia drew near with a puzzled look on her face, Twilight picked up a second cone, connected to a glowing green wire, and popped it onto Tia's horn. Before she could react to the sudden hat, Twilight slapped a switch and the machine whirred to life.
“Twi... what is this and why am I hooked up to it?” Tia asked.
“I'm measuring our love. This machine is designed to quantify and report just how much love I have for you.” Twilight spoke without looking up from the gauge she had been staring at.
The glowing green light intensified, the machine starting to shimmer and then it gave up and shut down with a whine and a sound suspiciously similar to a kitchen timer. The gauge that Twilight was studying lit up with bright red letters.
Looking at the results, Twilight scowled, “I don't understand. Why does this gauge say, 'In existence?' I had set it to output along a numerical scale from 1 to 10.”
“Twilight, you can't quantify love. You either love someone or you don't.”
“Yeah well, I'd have also said that you can't EAT love, yet we have the changelings.” Twilight muttered petulantly.
Tia smiled, “Look at it this way, love. I love you. I also love Luna. When I fell in love with you, did my love for Luna diminish?”
“No...”
“That's because love is limitless and immeasurable. It is the one thing on this planet that is infinite. You can't measure love.” Tia waggled her eyebrows, “You can demonstrate it though. Get over here, my sexy mare.”
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Later that night at Carousel Boutique a knock came at the door. “Coming, coming,” Rarity Belle called, “Now who could it be at this time of night.”
When she opened the door, she found a small dragon on her doorstep. “Oh Spikey-Wikey, what are you doing... wait... sock on the door?”
Spike gave her a disgusted look, “Sock on the door.”