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// You Take Some 
// Story: Appledashery 
// by Just Essay 
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	"Say, Rainbow Dash..."  Bon Bon squinted at a partially-folded program in her grasp, then up at the large granite bust of a heroically armored pegasus.  "Did you know that—in her hayday—Commander Hurricane could benchpress a walrus?"

"That would make sense!" Caramel said, his voice echoing across the cold cloudstone floor of the history wing of the pegasus museum.  "It was very cold up until the founding of Equestria.  Most likely walruses were their metrics for measuring weight."

"Meh..."  Lyra leaned apathetically against the edge of a massive doorframe.  "By 'walruses,' the old record books probably meant 'other ponies.'" She smirked sardonically.  "If there's anything I've ever learned from my two years in art school, it's that civilization used to dig fatties."

"Lyra!"  Bon Bon chided before offering a goofy smile.  "I much rather prefer 'big bridled.'"

"Eugh... what are we doing in this stupid, sterile dust hole?" Lyra grumbled, tossing her forelimbs.  "We should be off getting rich, getting robbed, getting laid!"

"Shhhhhhh..."  Bon Bon continued to admire Hurricane's statue.  "It's all about the buildup, darling."  A beat.  "Plus, the next exhibit down the hall is the Legacy of Cloudsopolitan Bacchanalia."

"OooOooOooh..."  Lyra's eyes suddenly sparkled.  She trotted briskly ahead.  "Now this I gotta see."

"Not so fast!"  Caramel winced.  "We'll bump into the tour ahead of us!"

"What she said," Vinyl droned, rocking a set of wiery headphones.  "Besides, I haven't caught up with my audio guide."

"Bah!"  Lyra swatted Vinyl's muffs off as she trotted by.  "Lemme save you time.  'Pegasi were total badflanks and then they rolled over for the unicorns and earth ponies.'  The end."

"Wow..."  Vinyl rolled her shaded eyes.  "You could be a substitute teacher with that attitude."

"Been there.  Done that.  Almost have the social diseases to prove it."  Lyra wandered into the other room.  "Now, where are these wax figure orgies?  Ooooh!  Juicy!"

"Wait!"  Bon Bon skipped to catch up.  "Let me see!"

"No way.  You had your walruses."

"Lyraaaaaaaaaa..."

"Eugh..."  Caramel rolled his eyes and giggled as he joined the rest of the mini-herd.  "Just promise me we get to stick around a little while longer at the Queen Elizabuck exhibit."

"Pfft!  Screw that!  Look at the wax vomit!"

Vinyl Scratch lingered at the rear.  She fidgeted with her rented headphones, glancing around at the mostly empty wing of the musuem around them.  "Rainbow...?"  Her brow furrowed beneath her horn.  "...where's Rainbow?"