>Before you can answer Twilight, you're interrupted by a knock on the window.
>"Come on Twilight, how do you expect me to teach you to fly if you're late!"
>It seems that in listening to your lengthy explanation of the finer points of human friendship etiquette, Twilight has lost track of the time.
>With a low groan, she brings a hoof to her face.
>"I'll be right down, Dash."
>"You better be."
>With a flap of her wings she flies off, and you turn back to Twilight.
"Now Twilight, remember our class on how to structure insults?"
>"Anon I'm not sure-"
"How do describe the mare that was just outside your window?"
>"She's Rainbow Da-"
"No no come on, she's a..."
>"She's a smeeeeee."
>Twilight's face contorts as her body fights not to say the word.
"Nearly come on, nearly."
>"She's a smeeee."
"She's a...."
>You hold up the flash cards sitting on the desk.
>"She's a smeeeeeeeeeeg. Heeeeeeeeeeeead."
>You grins, and Twilight smiles in joy.
>"I did it!"
"Brutal. Now the ultimate test. Can you say it to her in person?"
>A few minutes later Twilight walks out her front door, to where Rainbow Dash is lazily laying on a nearby cloud.
>"Finally, glad you could make it sometime this year Twilight."
>Twilight steels herself, and remembers all that Anon taught her.
>Taking a deep breath, she looks Dash straight in the eye.
>"Smeeeeeeeer."
>Rainbow Dash cocks an eyebrow as she looks down at Twilight.
>"Pardon?"
>"Smeeeeeeer. Heeeeeeeee."
>"What?"
>"You're a Smeeeeeer Heeeee- Oh forget it."
>A little later, Twilight and Rainbow are flying next to eachother, high above Ponyville.
>"Come on Twilight, can we go just a little bit faster? Just so we're not being overtaken by stationary objects."
>Twilight turns to face Dash.
>"Rainbow, you're a smeeeeee."
>"A smee."
>"A smeeeeeer heeeeee."
>"A smer hee."
>"A complete and total one."
>Twilight, looking very pleased with herself, turns around and continues flying.