As far as measurements for friendship went, cuddles were fantastic indicator of something special, or an advanced state of friendship. Snuggles, the next step up from cuddles, suggested an even higher level of intimacy on the Sparkle-Index for Friendship. Sumac Apple, one of Twilight’s many students, found himself in a position where the line between cuddling and snuggling had become blurred, and he did not know which was which.

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I have almost decided that there will be an intermediary story between Princess Twilight Sparkle's School For Fantastic Foals and Twilight Sparkle's School For Fantastic Foals: Winter Break.

At least, I think there might be. There are several loose story ideas that I think I can get away with rolling all into one story. It'll be short, and will include a little of the aftermath of Twilight Sparkle's School For Fantastic Foals.

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Oh Goddess, it is done.

And that ending.

Feel free to discuss.

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“Sumac, how is your magic sense?” Twilight asked.

“Tingly.”

“Good, good.” Twilight now faced Pebble. “You ready to become an alicorn, Pebble?”

“Yes, I am ready to become an overbearing force of good that tells everypony what to do and what is best for them.”

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So, in Princess Twilight Sparkle's School For Fantastic Foals, there is the Apple family.

Quite a number of people have sent private messages asking for more stuff about Applejack and her two fillies, Hidden Rose and Ambrosia. (Both of which are types of Apples)

How much actual interest is there? I might do a short story or a one-shot, maybe, but as it stands right now, they remain as background ponies. (Sort of like Applejack )

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It took Sumac about an hour or so to get the cemetery all nice and tidy. He used his telekinesis to push the leaves out through the fence, he pulled a few brown weeds, and he picked up all of the fallen branches scattered all over the place. Ponyville’s cemetery didn’t have a groundskeeper, as Sumac had found out, as the previous one had died quite some time ago and had never been replaced.

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“Wake up, sleepyhead, you have to go to class.” Hearing Trixie’s voice, Sumac squirmed in the bed, his head full of hazy memories of the wedding that lasted forever. Nocturnal pegasus ponies liked to party all night and Sumac had stayed up way past his bedtime. Squeezing his eyes shut, he chose to ignore what had been said to him and he drifted back into sleep, sandwiched between two warm, fuzzy bodies.

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Hachikō seemed so very large and Sumac felt so very small. From where he was sitting, the colt looked up at the diamond dog, having to tilt his head back quite a ways. The diamond dog was holding Silver Lining in his arms and stroking her neck with his broad, well calloused paw. There was a bond here, an old one, and Sumac likened it to butting into an ongoing conversation; any new bond of familiarity happened while intruding on the one already in place.

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The late fall day was glorious, but a bit cool. After being cooped up in school for half of the day, Sumac was glad to be out and rather happy about going to the wedding, but he had a lot on his mind. Curious events had taken place as of late, and Sumac was left reflecting upon them and their impact upon him.

Time travel, for one.

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Princess Twilight Sparkle's School for Fantastic Foals is almost done.

I've made some cuts to trim it back a bit, there is some great stuff that has been chopped. I've been going over my notes, sorting everything out, and getting my priorities straight. There is a lot to sort out and I hope I haven't cut too deep.

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By the feel of it, this had to be the longest portal gem jump ever. Sumac, his mind ablaze with a dose of zap apple tincture, began to sort through relevant data even as he felt as though he might puke at any second. He now knew how a piece of fruit in a milkshake sucked through a straw felt. Clawed hands grabbed him, which made him panic at first, but they were gentle and there to help.

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I can't write The Perilous Gestation of Swans until Princess Twilight Sparkle's School For Fantastic Foals has ended. A major world shaping event takes place in the ending and now I can't write the other story because it will reference the ending events. It is very, very frustrating.

It's driving me nuts. That is all.

I didn't realise it when I started PTSSFFF, but Lemon Hearts became one of the strongest characters.

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Honestly, the incoming flood of worried, frantic, and even pissed off messages pouring into my inbox has started to become annoying. I get that people are freaking out and I understand that a lot of people are carrying a torch for both sides of the issue. I had a reader rage-quit over the idea that Trixie might not be gay after all of the build-up. And that's fine. People are allowed to act like jackasses if they can't have their way, but I really wish that people wouldn't take it out on me.

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At the risk of of perhaps revealing too much, I've decided to pull back the curtain and show how my work progresses into what it is. It starts simple, I approach it almost as a screenplay, and then, after a few rewrites, it gets constructed into something greater. This is the secret to how I write.

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This is proof that anybody can be friends. Octavia plays classical music and Maud is obviously more into rock music. But, still friends. Even when Maud delves into heavy metals.

Which seems to come from Boulder.

For context, it comes from this:

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