David and Twilight were perusing the old sections of Canterlot’s Library.
“What are we doing here?” David asked quite loudly. In the silence, his voice was deafening. As expected from a librarian of her calibre, Twilight held a hoof to her muzzle and shushed the loud human.
David was annoyed but he turned his volume down a couple of notches and repeated the question in a whisper. Exasperated, the unicorn turned around and gestured to the numerous tomes scattered around the pair.
“As you can see, we’re looking for information about the Badlands.”
“The Badlands?”
“Yes, if you were listening I wanted to know what came before. There are suggestions there was actually a city somewhere in the Badlands.”
“Really?”
“Yes! Isn’t it obvious?”
“I can’t read.”
“What?”
“I said, I can’t read. This writing is gibberish to me.”
“Huh.”
“Yep.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I had more pressing problems at the time.”
“True… Anyway since you can’t help me by reading these books, find somepony else to bother.”
“Actually, I’m just going to nap here, if that’s alright with you.”
Twilight nodded. “Just don’t make any noise.”
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“This doesn’t make any sense!”
“Huh-bwah?!”
“Exactly!”
“Mppphhh.”
“How could a rubber band, a meteor and something called a ‘vampire’ cause all this?!”
David shrugged.
“You’d be surprised.”