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Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) - FanOfMostEverything



The continuation of an open anthology of continuations of other authors' stories.

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Krack-Fic Kai's Moonsilver Screen (Estee's "Release the Sparkle Cut")

Author's Note:

[Comedy]

This is a continuation of Estee's Release the Sparkle Cut (9,968 words, [Comedy])

SPOIL THE SPARKLE CUT: The movie adaptation of a doorstopper of classic literature is bombing at the box office, and director-producer Director-Producer latches onto what he sees as the only way to save his career: An angry (and incidentally ascended) Twilight Sparkle demanding a more faithful adaptation of the book. Very faithful. so faithful that not a single word gets left out of a tome that several nations consider a lethal weapon. And later, Twilight is invited to see the result for herself...

Twilight, unusually, was laying in a defeated slump. Normally she was a surprisingly active mare, either pacing or pretending to work while pacing, but she'd worn herself out in the first few hours. Now she lay underneath the screen, softly groaning to herself.

A presence entered the theatre. The presence was cold, even in the just-cold-enough-to-be-uncomfortable screening room, and the hoofsteps heavy. The voice was old, powerful, mature, and only slightly smug. "So, Twilight Sparkle," Luna began, "Have we learned something?"

Twilight raised her head just enough to speak. "Just because we think we know the answers to everything," she said, "doesn't mean we haven't missed something."

Archly, "And?"

With considerable more reluctance; "And I was wrong and you were right."

* See Horsefeathers! (or: I'll Say She Isn't)

Luna nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you, Twilight. I am glad to hear that you can learn from my own mistakes*..." She, unusually for her, hesitated. The ancient mare had made her point, and she was quite certain that Twilight would not make such a mistake again, but under another hoof...

Luna leaned forwards. "Do you still wish to try and correct my tax laws? You seemed quite certain—"

She frowned. Twilight had begun to either cry or manically giggle, and neither would end well. Mayhaps I should have waited until the effects of the film had worn off...

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