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AiE: Friendship is Science
By TakeTwentyTwo
Previous chapters can be found @ http://pastebin.com/u/TakeTwentyTwo
Chapter 4- The Chaser
Step right up, step right up I say. This very bottle contains all the hopes and dreams you could ever wish for. Cost? Well, it doesn't cost much, and really what is cost compared to everything you ever wanted?
T.M. Star
>Day 9
> Be working in your basement.
>For the last two days you had not let anyone enter, except for Twilight a meal times.
>You had finally come up with it, a plan that would let you get even with that pink terror that had ruined your baby.
> But what you needed before that was bits. A huge assload of bits.
>You answer: the green revolution. In the early 60s the population of the Earth had come up against the first major problem of the modern era, namely how to feed the insane amount of people that were no longer dying from the flu or seeing your neighbor's cat on a full moon and being called a witch before you could accuse them. To feed all these people a whole new outlook on agriculture was needed and had subsequently saved more people then every other invention since the dawn of man. You had decided you were going to use this comparatively benign and simple technology to get filthy stinking rich.
>With promises made to Applejack, you had told her how you could increase output on her apple farm by a tenfold margin if she agreed to give you a simple 15 percent take on the overall sale of apples on a test orchard she had would to let you experiment with.
>Nitrogen was usually the limiting factor in any agriculture problem and you had solved this with a concentration procedure you were quite proud of. Using glassware Twilight had created for you, and using the nearly unlimited supply of horse manure (by volunteering to take in all the waste product of Equestria you were getting rich on a whole other front), you could concentrate tons of nitrogen into a tiny green potion you called Green Grow (coming up with name was certainly NOT your talent. You had considered calling it miracle-grow but had felt guilty even if the ponies would never know). A few other ingredients had been thrown in with the help of a horticultural book you had found in the right upstairs wing of the library, complimented with one of the few books you still owned that had survived Twilight's help. The majority of plants seemed to have pun based names, but by comparing the two books you thought you had managed to get everything you needed.
>With this new formula you expected Applejack could plant twice the number of apple trees in half the area, and increase individual apple yield from each apple tree upwards of five times the normal amount of apples.
>Apples.
>Bursting from your seclusion the door slammed against the wall as you strode into the dining room.
I have done it! With this I can get back at that miserable pink menace, and who knows, after that with my superior knowledge I can fund any number of projects! All of Equestria will soon know the name of Anon! ha ha ha HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!
>"Hi, Anon. I was about to go get you for breakfast. Also all of Equestria already knows the name of Anon, you are the only thing that has been in the news for the past week," Twilight said as she set down a plate of banana nut pancakes.
Ohh. Well soon I will be the richest person in all of p0nyville!
>"You are the only person in p0nyville."
>You sat down with a harrumph and started to eat you pancakes.
Hrangf, rackem, frackem, srackem.
>The pancakes were delicious. Stupid ponies.
-----------------------------------------------------
>After the disconcerting breakfast, you had wandered over to Sweet Apple Acres to where AJ was going to set up a test field for you to show her a proof of concept. Big Mac and AJ were supposed to meet you here at 11, but you couldn't see the harm in showing up an hour early. As you approached the farm you saw Applejack alone in the field kicking with impressive power. Each time she let out a buck all the apples in the tree she kicked fell into buckets she had set up at the base of the trunk.
Hey Applejack, where's Big Mac? I thought both of you were supposed to meet me out here this morning.
>"Ey, sugar. Real sorry but Big Mac hurt himself acting the damn fool yesterday trying to haul half of our apple crop to market, so now Ah gotta do the rest of the apple harvest myself."
Need any help?
>"No! Do Ah look like Ah need any help?"
Whatever. Look, you want to go over the plans for the test field?
>"Sure thing, shug. Go on over and I'll be there soon as I take these back to the barn," she said pointing in a general northern direction.
>As you wandered over you looked at the fluorescent green potion in your hand. Every so often you could swear a swirl of pink floated through the mixture, but anytime you paid any attention to it you saw nothing but a green chunky paste.
>The test field was along the edge of the Apple family land and seemed to have been fallow for quite some time, with obviously old trees that didn't look like they could stand up to the rear hooves of Applebloom. Made sense you guessed, AJ wouldn't want to risk any of her normal trees with an experiment that might not work. A small shed was positioned at the corner of the field with empty barrels sitting alongside of the shed. You set your miracle bit maker down on one of the barrels and went to look inside the run down shack.
>All of the normal farm equipment was inside but rusted to such an extent you hoped this wasn't what Applejack was going to use for your new fields. Farm equipment had always slightly freaked you out, ever since you had watched a few to many horror movies as a kid, and this did nothing to assuage your fears. As you explored deeper you thought you heard something from the other side of the wooden wall. There was a single window but it was far too dirty to see anything on the other side.
>"You in there Hon?" came the voice from outside.
Just a second, I'll be right out.
>You left the creepy shack and saw Applejack examining the capped green mixture.
>"So this is the answer to all my prayers?"
If you only pray about apples then I guess the answer would be yes.
>"What else would you pray about besides apples?"
>God this pony was dense.
Nevermind. All we have to do is spread this around the area where we want the super trees to grow. It will mix with the soil and should last at least a year. After that we will need to treat the soil again. Once you see nothing bad happens to any of the new trees we can expose this to your normal fields, and that should be when the bits start rolling in.
>Applejack removed the cap and started to walk over the first tree.
>"Wow Anon, this smells great," she said as she tilted her head and let the first few drops land at the base of the tree. For the briefest of seconds her eyes seemed to flash a bright pink, but that had to be your imagination.
>"Are apples in this do you think? It just smells SOO good."
>Huh, smelled like shit to you.
>AJ proceeds to sprinkle the mixture at the base of each tree while you explained what she should expect.
In about two weeks we should see a marked improvement in apple yield, with a least some reversal in the aging process. Over the next month or so we need to get some cuttings in, interspaced between each tree so we can get the most out of the land. Hopefully the apples themselves should be larger as well, so it should only take a light kick to get them down, not those monster bucks you were performing earlier.
>"Thanks again Anon, this will be great."
Hopefully this will be as amazing as I expect it to be.
Kay, I'll be heading back to the library to work on a few things. Come by as soon as you see results in any of the trees.
----------------------------------------------
>That night Twilight had asked you if you had noticed anything wrong with Applejack but you said that you really didn't know her well enough to say. She also mentioned that Applejack had done some sort of civic duty and she was going to get an award and party for her service and asked if you could make it. Considering how much still needed to be finished before you could ramp up production on Green Glow, you said that you would try to make it but not to expect anything.
>For the next two day you shut yourself inside your lab and did nothing but work on various projects. The morning of the second day Twilight reminded you at breakfast that today was the day of the ceremony for AJ but you blew her off in favor of your lab.
>Around noon you heard a knock on your door and assuming that it was Twilight again said
I know everyone is all super proud of Applejack, but I can do more good for her here than at some stupid party (not to mention for myself you whisper in a conspiratorial tone).
>"Ohh, that's YAWWNN already over, Ah picked up my award an hour ago" Applejack said as she walked down the stairs to your lab. With wrinkles under her eyes she looked like she had aged a year in two days. This was one pony that was obviously under sleep deprivation.
>With a slight hint of fear you said,
Is there anything wrong with the test field?
>"Nothin' of the sort, Ah actually need more of the growth stuff. All of the trees are in full bloom, and Ah was gonna try it on the field next to the one we seeded already."
>You knew this was going to work, but two days? Perhaps cell growth worked differently here. Still this could change your plans.
I'm not sure that's a good idea, maybe we should wait the two weeks I said earlier.
>"Ah'll only add it to about twenty more trees, sides anything that smells so good can't be that bad."
Well OK, but I would be careful with this stuff, it's a might powerful.
>Damn it now you were speaking like her. Applejack wandered over to you. If it was possible she looked even worst up close.
>"So, do yall have any specialp0ny Anon?"
What?
>"You know, a specialp0ny, a pony that yall hang out with when ya aren't in this stuffy lab."
Umm, I guess I eat breakfast and dinner with Twilight.
>She nods to herself and turns away from you. You walk over to a fresh batch of Green Grow, put a stopper in the top, and give it to Applejack.
This should be plenty for twenty more trees, but again this is all untested. I mean I am a super genius and all but I'm not gonna give you anymore until we can be sure this doesn't ruin your trees.
>"That's fine. Ah'll be back in a few days with an update."
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
>Another two days later and you are actually starting to worry about Applejack. You had heard increasingly strange stories about her behavior. Once the whole library had shook and when you had gone out to investigate Rainbow Dash was laying on a balcony and said that Applejack had caused her to crash. Apparently she had some hair-brained see-saw plan that had gone terribly awry. This had gone far enough.
>You go out to investigate at the farm.
>Find Applejack in shed sniffing Green Glow.
>AJ turns to you, she seems to be sweating. It's obviously she hasn't slept in days, and has large black circles under her eyes.
>"There ya are Anon, Ah was hoping you would show up." Applejack gets up and starts to walk toward you.
Uhh, hey Applejack.
>"Ah just have to know, just what do ya see in that bookworm Twilight?" She puts her two front hooves on your chest and pushes her body into yours.
Umm, you don't sound normal AJ.
>What the fuck did you put in Green Glow that would make someone act like this? Nitrogen as ammonium nitrate, check. Phosphorus, check. Potassium, Iron, Copper, check, check, and check. All within acceptable levels. Old Farmer's Friend, chec... wait what was that last one? You ran a mental inventory and thought back to when you were putting together your formula.
>Old Farmer's Friend- known as a surefire remedy for any barren field. Also known to work with as fertilizer for any lagging farmer's tool. Huh, you really didn't pay attention to that second part did you?
>Ponies don't really strike you as straightforward on any sort of sexual level. It must have been an allegory for an aphrodisiac. How much did you put in? Think, think, think. You had to have put in maybe 10 pounds of the stuff for every 100 pounds of manure so you had....
>Well shit.
>"I can show you things that little filly could never dream of."
Something is really, really wrong here. I think we need to just slow down and examine the situation. Like maybe tomorrow or the next day we could have a discussion on the merits of...
>"Ohh, shut up." Applejack says as she shoves a hoof in your mouth. She pushes you down to the floor (strong ain't she), and straddles you. She leans over and bites you, not hard but with enough strength that you know you couldn't move if you wanted to.
>You feel a strange sensation were she starts to rub her flank along your lap. With no choice on your part you feel your pants start to get tighter.
>Stop that boner. Two and a half weeks without porn or humans is not enough time to resort to ponies.
>She lets go and whispers, "So what do you want, first head or flank?"
>Before you can think to answer you hear the door fly open with enough power to shake the whole shed almost to pieces.
>"WHAT CHA DOIN TO MAH SISTAH?!"
>"Ohh, drat. Hey, Brother."
>You push Applejack off and grab the half empty bottle of Green Grow. As Big Mac stomps toward you, you examine the options before you.
>1. Calmly explain the mistake that has occurred with reason and eloquence. Surely he will understand.
>2. Jump out the motherfucking window.
>#2 it is then.
>Before you can think about this too much, you take a flying leap out the window. You hit the ground and feel cuts running where the glass had cut sections from your face. You were up and running harder than you have your entire life. You feel like you are going to die. You ARE going to die. Your muscles feel like noodles and burn like each limb has its own fire dedicated to making you suffer as much as possible. As you start to slow down you glance behind you and see nothing but red. Somehow you reach further inside yourself and double the pace. When you hit see the tree house hope springs from within and you take one last look behind you.
>Nothing, thank God.
>You collapse at the front of the house and bang on door.
>Twilight opens the door, "By Celestia, what happened? Are you OK Anon?"
Fine, I'm just fine. COUGH, HACK, COUGH. How are you doin Twi? I just...
>You start to stand up and all the blood rushes to your head.
>Everything starts to fade.
>This is seems familiar.
Twilight...
Don't....
Why the fuck do I keep writing these characters with fucked up speech patterns? Well anyway here is another chapter (much faster than the last time I would note). Next is Gilda and RD and I have got something lined up for the next chapter, though since I'm not such a big fan of Gilda I might just set it after the episode and not during. Anyway any response or critique is welcome, I read em all, I just don't respond as I don't want to seem like I'm trolling for complements.
So Stay Tuned Faithful Readers For
AiE: Friendship is Science
Chapter 5
Rainbro Dash, Rigatoni, and Revenge (Will things finally go right for Anon? Will he get his revenge on his terrible oppressors? [spoiler]Not fucking likely[/spoiler] )

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AiE: Friendship is Science
By TakeTwentyTwo

Previous chapters can be found @ http://pastebin.com/u/TakeTwentyTwo

Chapter 4- The Chaser

Step right up, step right up I say.  This very bottle contains all the hopes and dreams you could ever wish for.  Cost?  Well, it doesn't cost much, and really what is cost compared to everything you ever wanted?
T.M. Star

>Day 9
> Be working in your basement.
>For the last two days you had not let anyone enter, except for Twilight a meal times.
>You had finally come up with it, a plan that would let you get even with that pink terror that had ruined your baby.
> But what you needed before that was bits.  A huge assload of bits.
>You answer: the green revolution.  In the early 60s the population of the Earth had come up against the first major problem of the modern era, namely how to feed the insane amount of people that were no longer dying from the flu or seeing your neighbor's cat on a full moon and being called a witch before you could accuse them.  To feed all these people a whole new outlook on agriculture was needed and had subsequently saved more people then every other invention since the dawn of man.  You had decided you were going to use this comparatively benign and simple technology to get filthy stinking rich.
>With promises made to Applejack, you had told her how you could increase output on her apple farm by a tenfold margin if she agreed to give you a simple 15 percent take on the overall sale of apples on a test orchard she had would to let you experiment with.
>Nitrogen was usually the limiting factor in any agriculture problem and you had solved this with a concentration procedure you were quite proud of.  Using glassware Twilight had created for you, and using the nearly unlimited supply of horse manure (by volunteering to take in all the waste product of Equestria you were getting rich on a whole other front), you could concentrate tons of nitrogen into a tiny green potion you called Green Grow (coming up with name was certainly NOT your talent. You had considered calling it miracle-grow but had felt guilty even if the ponies would never know).  A few other ingredients had been thrown in with the help of a horticultural book you had found in the right upstairs wing of the library, complimented with one of the few books you still owned that had survived Twilight's help.  The majority of plants seemed to have pun based names, but by comparing the two books you thought you had managed to get everything you needed.
>With this new formula you expected Applejack could plant twice the number of apple trees in half the area, and increase individual apple yield from each apple tree upwards of five times the normal amount of apples.  
>Apples.
>Bursting from your seclusion the door slammed against the wall as you strode into the dining room.
I have done it!  With this I can get back at that miserable pink menace, and who knows, after that with my superior knowledge I can fund any number of projects!  All of Equestria will soon know the name of Anon! ha ha ha HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!
>"Hi, Anon.  I was about to go get you for breakfast.  Also all of Equestria already knows the name of Anon, you are the only thing that has been in the news for the past week," Twilight said as she set down a plate of banana nut pancakes.
Ohh.  Well soon I will be the richest person in all of p0nyville!
>"You are the only person in p0nyville."
>You sat down with a harrumph and started to eat you pancakes.
Hrangf, rackem, frackem, srackem.
>The pancakes were delicious.  Stupid ponies.
-----------------------------------------------------

	
>After the disconcerting breakfast, you had wandered over to Sweet Apple Acres to where AJ was going to set up a test field for you to show her a proof of concept.  Big Mac and AJ were supposed to meet you here at 11, but you couldn't see the harm in showing up an hour early.  As you approached the farm you saw Applejack alone in the field kicking with impressive power.  Each time she let out a buck all the apples in the tree she kicked fell into buckets she had set up at the base of the trunk.
Hey Applejack, where's Big Mac?  I thought both of you were supposed to meet me out here this morning.
>"Ey, sugar.  Real sorry but Big Mac hurt himself acting the damn fool yesterday trying to haul half of our apple crop to market, so now Ah gotta do the rest of the apple harvest myself."
Need any help?
>"No!  Do Ah look like Ah need any help?"
Whatever.  Look, you want to go over the plans for the test field?
>"Sure thing, shug.  Go on over and I'll be there soon as I take these back to the barn," she said pointing in a general northern direction.
>As you wandered over you looked at the fluorescent green potion in your hand.  Every so often you could swear a swirl of pink floated through the mixture, but anytime you paid any attention to it you saw nothing but a green chunky paste.
>The test field was along the edge of the Apple family land and seemed to have been fallow for quite some time, with obviously old trees that didn't look like they could stand up to the rear hooves of Applebloom.  Made sense you guessed, AJ wouldn't want to risk any of her normal trees with an experiment that might not work.  A small shed was positioned at the corner of the field with empty barrels sitting alongside of the shed.  You set your miracle bit maker down on one of the barrels and went to look inside the run down shack.
>All of the normal farm equipment was inside but rusted to such an extent you hoped this wasn't what Applejack was going to use for your new fields.  Farm equipment had always slightly freaked you out, ever since you had watched a few to many horror movies as a kid, and this did nothing to assuage your fears.  As you explored deeper you thought you heard something from the other side of the wooden wall.  There was a single window but it was far too dirty to see anything on the other side.
>"You in there Hon?" came the voice from outside. 
Just a second, I'll be right out.
>You left the creepy shack and saw Applejack examining the capped green mixture.
>"So this is the answer to all my prayers?"
If you only pray about apples then I guess the answer would be yes.
>"What else would you pray about besides apples?"
>God this pony was dense.
Nevermind.  All we have to do is spread this around the area where we want the super trees to grow.  It will mix with the soil and should last at least a year.  After that we will need to treat the soil again.  Once you see nothing bad happens to any of the new trees we can expose this to your normal fields, and that should be when the bits start rolling in.
>Applejack removed the cap and started to walk over the first tree.
>"Wow Anon, this smells great," she said as she tilted her head and let the first few drops land at the base of the tree.  For the briefest of seconds her eyes seemed to flash a bright pink, but that had to be your imagination.
>"Are apples in this do you think?  It just smells SOO good."
>Huh, smelled like shit to you.
>AJ proceeds to sprinkle the mixture at the base of each tree while you explained what she should expect.
In about two weeks we should see a marked improvement in apple yield, with a least some reversal in the aging process.  Over the next month or so we need to get some cuttings in, interspaced between each tree so we can get the most out of the land.  Hopefully the apples themselves should be larger as well, so it should only take a light kick to get them down, not those monster bucks you were performing earlier.
>"Thanks again Anon, this will be great."
Hopefully this will be as amazing as I expect it to be.
Kay, I'll be heading back to the library to work on a few things.  Come by as soon as you see results in any of the trees.
----------------------------------------------
>That night Twilight had asked you if you had noticed anything wrong with Applejack but you said that you really didn't know her well enough to say.  She also mentioned that Applejack had done some sort of civic duty and she was going to get an award and party for her service and asked if you could make it.  Considering how much still needed to be finished before you could ramp up production on Green Glow, you said that you would try to make it but not to expect anything.
>For the next two day you shut yourself inside your lab and did nothing but work on various projects.  The morning of the second day Twilight reminded you at breakfast that today was the day of the ceremony for AJ but you blew her off in favor of your lab.
>Around noon you heard a knock on your door and assuming that it was Twilight again said
I know everyone is all super proud of Applejack, but I can do more good for her here than at some stupid party (not to mention for myself you whisper in a conspiratorial tone).
>"Ohh, that's YAWWNN already over, Ah picked up my award an hour ago" Applejack said as she walked down the stairs to your lab.  With wrinkles under her eyes she looked like she had aged a year in two days.  This was one pony that was obviously under sleep deprivation.
>With a slight hint of fear you said,
Is there anything wrong with the test field?
>"Nothin' of the sort, Ah actually need more of the growth stuff.  All of the trees are in full bloom, and Ah was gonna try it on the field next to the one we seeded already."
>You knew this was going to work, but two days?  Perhaps cell growth worked differently here.  Still this could change your plans.
I'm not sure that's a good idea, maybe we should wait the two weeks I said earlier.
>"Ah'll only add it to about twenty more trees, sides anything that smells so good can't be that bad."
Well OK, but I would be careful with this stuff, it's a might powerful.
>Damn it now you were speaking like her.  Applejack wandered over to you.  If it was possible she looked even worst up close.
>"So, do yall have any specialp0ny Anon?"
What?
>"You know, a specialp0ny, a pony that yall hang out with when ya aren't in this stuffy lab."
Umm, I guess I eat breakfast and dinner with Twilight.
>She nods to herself and turns away from you.  You walk over to a fresh batch of Green Grow, put a stopper in the top, and give it to Applejack.
This should be plenty for twenty more trees, but again this is all untested.  I mean I am a super genius and all but I'm not gonna give you anymore until we can be sure this doesn't ruin your trees.
>"That's fine. Ah'll be back in a few days with an update."
--------------------------------------------------------------------------

>Another two days later and you are actually starting to worry about Applejack.  You had heard increasingly strange stories about her behavior.  Once the whole library had shook and when you had gone out to investigate Rainbow Dash was laying on a balcony and said that Applejack had caused her to crash.  Apparently she had some hair-brained see-saw plan that had gone terribly awry.  This had gone far enough.
>You go out to investigate at the farm.
>Find Applejack in shed sniffing Green Glow.
>AJ turns to you, she seems to be sweating.  It's obviously she hasn't slept in days, and has large black circles under her eyes.
>"There ya are Anon, Ah was hoping you would show up."  Applejack gets up and starts to walk toward you.
Uhh, hey Applejack.
>"Ah just have to know, just what do ya see in that bookworm Twilight?"  She puts her two front hooves on your chest and pushes her body into yours.
Umm, you don't sound normal AJ.
>What the fuck did you put in Green Glow that would make someone act like this?  Nitrogen as ammonium nitrate, check.  Phosphorus, check. Potassium, Iron, Copper, check, check, and check.  All within acceptable levels.  Old Farmer's Friend, chec... wait what was that last one?  You ran a mental inventory and thought back to when you were putting together your formula.  
>Old Farmer's Friend- known as a surefire remedy for any barren field.  Also known to work with as fertilizer for any lagging farmer's tool.  Huh, you really didn't pay attention to that second part did you?
>Ponies don't really strike you as straightforward on any sort of sexual level.  It must have been an allegory for an aphrodisiac.  How much did you put in? Think, think, think.  You had to have put in maybe 10 pounds of the stuff for every 100 pounds of manure so you had....
>Well shit.
>"I can show you things that little filly could never dream of."
Something is really, really wrong here.  I think we need to just slow down and examine the situation.  Like maybe tomorrow or the next day we could have a discussion on the merits of...
>"Ohh, shut up."  Applejack says as she shoves a hoof in your mouth.  She pushes you down to the floor (strong ain't she), and straddles you.  She leans over and bites you, not hard but with enough strength that you know you couldn't move if you wanted to.
>You feel a strange sensation were she starts to rub her flank along your lap.  With no choice on your part you feel your pants start to get tighter.
>Stop that boner.  Two and a half weeks without porn or humans is not enough time to resort to ponies.
>She lets go and whispers, "So what do you want, first head or flank?"
>Before you can think to answer you hear the door fly open with enough power to shake the whole shed almost to pieces.
>"WHAT CHA DOIN TO MAH SISTAH?!"
>"Ohh, drat.  Hey, Brother."
>You push Applejack off and grab the half empty bottle of Green Grow.  As Big Mac stomps toward you, you examine the options before you.
>1.  Calmly explain the mistake that has occurred with reason and eloquence.  Surely he will understand.
>2.  Jump out the motherfucking window.
>#2 it is then.
>Before you can think about this too much, you take a flying leap out the window.  You hit the ground and feel cuts running where the glass had cut sections from your face.  You were up and running harder than you have your entire life.  You feel like you are going to die.  You ARE going to die.  Your muscles feel like noodles and burn like each limb has its own fire dedicated to making you suffer as much as possible.  As you start to slow down you glance behind you and see nothing but red.  Somehow you reach further inside yourself and double the pace.  When you hit see the tree house hope springs from within and you take one last look behind you.
>Nothing, thank God.
>You collapse at the front of the house and bang on door.
>Twilight opens the door, "By Celestia, what happened?  Are you OK Anon?"
Fine, I'm just fine.  COUGH, HACK, COUGH.  How are you doin Twi?  I just...
>You start to stand up and all the blood rushes to your head.
>Everything starts to fade.
>This is seems familiar.
Twilight...
Don't....


Why the fuck do I keep writing these characters with fucked up speech patterns?  Well anyway here is another chapter (much faster than the last time I would note).  Next is Gilda and RD and I have got something lined up for the next chapter, though since I'm not such a big fan of Gilda I might just set it after the episode and not during.  Anyway any response or critique is welcome, I read em all, I just don't respond as I don't want to seem like I'm trolling for complements.

So Stay Tuned Faithful Readers For
AiE: Friendship is Science
Chapter 5
Rainbro Dash, Rigatoni, and Revenge (Will things finally go right for Anon? Will he get his revenge on his terrible oppressors?  [spoiler]Not fucking likely[/spoiler] )

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