Third Report

[sailormagic]

[There's another scream echoing down the halls of the SOL, another feminine scream - one might be forgiven for thinking Minako's at it again. But no, it's Twilight, running full-tilt down the hall and screaming at the top of her lungs, followed by a... Tom Servo in a brilliant red dress, calling after her almost pleadingly.]

They told me you wanted to dance the tango! Why don't you want to?

STOP! GET AWAY FROM ME! I'LL KICK YOU INTO NEXT WEEK IF YOU DON'T!

[Cambot turns to track them as they blaze past and continue on down the hall.]

But we're meant to, don't you see?!

GET AWAY! GET AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

[...Just another day on the SOL.]

Comments

[sailorlaughter]

Aw, how come, Twilight? You're a great dancer! [Yep totally ignoring the death color thing.]

[sailormagic]

THIS ISN'T ABOUT DANCING THIS IS ABOUT RED! RED IS EVIL, RUN!

[sailorlaughter]

[Pinkie stops. Blinks at Tom. Then giggles.] Oh, you're so silly, Twilight!

[sailormagic]

I'M! NOT! JOKING! RED IS EVIL AND YOU HAVE TO GET AWAY FROM IT AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE!

[sailorlaughter]

Well, that's silly! Apples are red! And so is Big Mac! And Applebloom's mane! And Dashie's mane too, but only a little bit of it right here... [This may go on for a while.]