Title:           NOShot 7
Author:          Derpyous
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First Edit:      Tuesday 16th of April 2013 05:42:00 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 16th of April 2013 05:42:00 PM CDT

>You are Anon and you have a problem
>For so long you have been enjoying the sweet refreshing tastes of NOS
>A pure taste, fresher than a babbling mountain brook fed by crystal clear waters from a glacier
>But recently, you've begun to crave new flavors of NOS; the drink that calls for no nonsense
>Thus far you've tried mixing it with other, lesser drinks too little success
>Diluted, NOS' magical abilities hinder its spaghetti banishing powers leaving you a blubbering mess in the face of even your secret candy selling waifu
>The endless possibilities are not so endless anymore
>What you need is a miracle
>A magical miracle
>Perhaps that was it!
>You could get that NERD Twilight to magically change the flavors of your NOS, a drink so powerful it could banish even crisp sensation of ice that may or may not have been placed in it as cubes
 
>Armed with your amazing idea you rush at full pace, a heady speed of a slow jog carried on your supple, yet powerful lower limbs that are not at all flabby and poorly exercised
>Not only are you a man of action, you are a man of NOS so you barrel through her door without bothering to knock
"Twilight! I have an emergency!
>You hear a scrabbling from somewhere above before the purple mare descends the staircase with a worried look painted on her face
>In a concerned tone she broaches the question that will lead to a devastating revelation, "Anon! What is it?"
>You approach; wrapping you meaty arm around her neck and pulling her in close enough to have your breath tickle her ears
"Twilight, I need a new flavor for my NOS."
>She looks shocked, as well she should; this would probably be the biggest moment in her career
>Flustered she just looks around urgently, sweat beading her brow, "A-Anon, yo-you know what NOS is, right?"
>Of course you know, but you don't have time to explain how it is the greatest beverage which you are in no way addicted to, you need a taste sensation
>A sudden thought strikes you, so you lean in and with a slow and deliberate action, you draw your tongue up from the base of her horn savoring every bump and crevice
>Twilight just stands rigid, seemingly unable to even breathe
"This taste, it is the taste of Magic."