Twilight sat down at the table with the other mares and sighed. “It’s nice to finally have a little down time.”
“Ah’ll say,” Applejack agreed. “Fighting to save the world is tiring.”
“It’s great to sit back and relax,” Rarity put in.
“I’ll admit, it’s cool to slow down sometimes,” Rainbow Dash allowed.
“CAKE!” Pinkie cheered, plopping a sizeable baked confections platter onto the table the mares were sitting at.
“Oh,” Fluttershy winced. “Do you think we can finish all of that?”
“We could use some help,” Rarity mused.
“Oh look!” Pinkie jumped up and pointed. “Lighty and Minty can help!” The pink mare ignored the four groans of displeased and waved the two colts over. “Hiya! Can you help us eat these?”
“Duh?” Wits End said, crossing his eyes to look at his muzzle in confusion.
“Duuur.” Light Patch began happily, only for his face to contort in an expression of confusion. “Duuur? Dur, durdur duuuuuuur dur.”
The mares blinked in unison at the two colts. They looked at each other, hoping one of them knew what ailed the two ponies.
“Excuse me?” Twilight coughed, leaning towards the colts. “I couldn’t understand that.”
“Duh. Duh duuh duh duh duhduhduh,” Wits End said, sounding slightly frustrated. “Duh duh duhduhduh duh Duuuuuuuuuuuuuh. DUH DUH DUH DUH DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!” He was shouting violently now, shaking Light Patch beside who only replied with ‘Durs’ of various length and pitch, each one being more panicked sounding than the last.
“What happened to them?” Fluttershy asked worriedly, her head moving back and forth between the two colts as if watching a tennis match as they exchanged 'durs' and 'duhs'. “Do you think they’re sick?”
“Whatever it is, it’s freakin’ hilarious,” Rainbow Dash chortled.
“It has to be a joke,” Rarity sniffed as the corners of her mouth twitched upwards.
“Yeah, or they cracked under the pressure,” Applejack commented.
“Maybe they didn’t eat enough cake last night,” Pinkie wondered.
“Well, whatever’s wrong with them,” Twilight hummed, “I’m sure Purple Heart will know.”
“Speak his name and he appears,” Rarity said, pointing at the purple stallion who had just entered the room.
Wits End whipped around to face the stallion before pointing at him and shouting, “DUH!”
“Duuuuur!” Light Patch screamed, his voice full of venom and malice as he glared at Purple Heart.
“Okay, now I'm certain he knows what’s wrong with them,” Twilight amended. She strode around the table and advanced on the widely grinning purple earth pony. Shoving a ranting Wits End and raving Light Patch aside, she placed herself directly in front of Purple Heart.
“What,” she demanded, “did you do to them?” If possible, Purple Heart’s grin grew even more.
“I have no idea,” he said, his face and tone epitomes of innocence.
“What happened.” Fluttershy snapped, glaring at Purple Heart, “if you don’t mind sharing that is.”
The purple earth pony shrugged. “I don’t mind,” he said. “There were some editorial...disagreements you could say. And I won.”