- >Day something in Equestria
- >You wake up in the morning, and IRONICALLY feel like P. Diddy
- >Because ever not being ironically P-Diddy-like would be uncool.
- >Dude wasn't in the best of health, was just in the best of wealth.
- >So you wake up feeling like a million bucks instead.
- >Was that so damn hard to figure out?
- >Anyway, it's time for morning checklisting, a habit you picked up from Twilight Sparkle, of course.
- >Morning self-discussion, check
- >Next order of business:write.
- >That should take some time.
- >You waste the next 5 hours writing goofy stereotypical oneshots of your friends and you.
- >Fun times.
- >Now to sell these comics to the only one who would buy such a thing-Lyra.
- >She slides up to the usual spot in a trenchcoat and shades
- >"You got the goods?"
- "Yeah, you got the bits?"
- >"Of course."
- Fuckin Conspiracy Lyra, man.
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