Super Gypsy Lord Admiral Nyronous Shachza Shouldn't Write Shipfics, Volume II

by Lord Legion

Berry Punch and Derpy Hooves are Shmoopy Boos.

"You think it worked?"

"Shmoopy boo!"

"Ah think so-"

"Roopy goo!"

"-but ah'm not sure-"

"Oopy woo!"

"Scoots? You got a rainbow, rainbow for the potion, right?"

"Zooply foo!"

"Yeah! You were there, Sweetie! You saw me get it! What about you-"

"Kooply troo!"

"-Sweetie? Did you get the right feather?"

"Hoopy soo!"

"Of course I did!"

"Tooty coo!"

"But-but-but, they look all broken-like."

"Quoopy Eoo!"

"It's Derpy and Berry, Applebloom, how can you tell?"

"Goopy xoo!"

"That's mean, Scoots!"

"Booply vroo!"

"Uhhhh, girls. Ah don' think our sisters want us to see this."

"Snookly yoo!"

"Yeah... This is probably what Rarity wants me to be older to know."

"Fyoopy hoo!"

"And we should probably double-check that love potion formula before giving it to Big Mac and Miss Cherilee."

The girls skedaddled, leaving a certain blonde-and-gray pegasus and one pink pink and lavender earth pony, who was totally not that wasted on the CMC's love juice, to pitch each other into a nearby flowerbed. Hooves roamed, mouths... also roamed, and- What're you still doing here? You're not supposed to be watching... whatever it was that two potentially-consenting adult mares get up to on their own time!