Got any bearclaws, Officers Mess?
"You lost," Celestia smacked her dry lips, still tasting the frosting from the cake she'd devoured that morning. "--your crown."
"Yeah."
"And you say you saw a unicorn take it?"
"Yeah."
Celestia rubbed her chin. "Well, I do suppose that there is a solution to this dilemma."
Twilight cocked her head.
"Second amendment to the totally-legit Equestrian Constitution that I definitely didn't forget existed or manifested into existence right here and now; the right to bear arms."
Twilight looked at her forelegs, then back at Celestia. "Bear arms? I don't--"
"It is exactly what you think it means, my dear student--" Celestia teleported the entire portal down in front of her now, shoving Twilight through. "Toodles! Good luck finding the crown."
"Look! That girl has bear arms!"
Twilight screamed.
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I have another one.
What if the what if didnt if the what instead of what the if the in the who what why if the where
Everyone knows the 2A protects the right to arm bears, it was just a typo.
What if Twilight Sparkle woke up and her mane was completely gone. Not like it was cut off, but as if it had never existed in the first place?
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you forgot the how
I know combat spells for home defense, since that's what the Elements of Harmony intended. Four diamond dogs break into my house. "What the Hay?" As I grab my spellbook and open to the laser blast page. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first one, he's dead on the spot. fire on the second one, miss him entirely because knowing a spell doesn't necessarily mean I can aim it well and it nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon shot spell after getting in position at the top of the stairs and use the grape shot variant, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two of the diamond dogs in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off shatter windows in a 5 mile radius. Fix horn and charge the last terrified diamond dog. He Bleeds out waiting on the royal guard to arrive since unicorn horn impalement wounds are impossible to stitch up, Just as the Elements of Harmony intended...
Perhaps the best interpretation of the second amendment I've ever seen.
Oh hell yeah this happened!
Sadly, I only have a musket for home defense, as that was what the founding fathers intende- what's that racket downstairs?
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