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This story is a sequel to Unicorn Horns Are Made Of Candy

Twilight is stumped. How could no pony have ever noticed the candy-like properties of unicorn horns before? She may be about to find out...

Written for ocalhoun's Big 250k Contest.

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The job wasn’t always pretty, but this (or some variation on it) was how it had been done for millennia. And this was how it must stay.

...Or, horn filings, y'know, bought legally?!?

Love the fic, btw, just to be clear.

For a moment, a taste of cupcakes... To be then thoroughly smashed a few sentences later XD

Fear the power of the candymakers!!! :pinkiegasp:

Good god, this was AWESOME!!!

I really doubt no one would have noticed various unicorns disappearing for days on end only to mysteriously reappear later with no recollection. Good thing there's a comedy tag... Guess you'll be tasting your own horn later, Twilight...

What have you done? This beautiful and 'innocent' fic has given birth to a monster. A monster I tell you! Well, as far as the fic goes, it's decently well put-together, but I do think it suffers from having the punchline given away in the title. Without that, we would have more of a WTF experience reading it as we try to figure out what's going on. And I guess I have to give some props to the wonderful circle of fucked-up-ness that was Twilight's horn being harvested to fulfill her own candy order. I wonder if she'll buy it afterward, after her mind's been wiped. (No mention of how Mr. Cake manages to wipe complex memories with a simple application of some gas, by the way.) Definitely an interestingly dark way to take this story.

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This amused me way more than it should have.

I am uncertain of whether this is humorous or not..

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