>"Skreee!"
>"Squeak! Squeak!"
>Every time they're within five feet of each other.
>Every single time they even glance at one another.
>It doesn't even matter if they've said anything or done anything.
>They start screeching and squeaking incessantly.
>It doesn't stop until they've been separated.
>You are Anonymous, and you just want to read.
"If you two don't knock it off, I'm going to put you in the corners."
>Speck and Actias, almost forgetting that the other exists, stare up at you with apologetic looks.
>"Sorry, Anon."
>"I am also sorry, Anonymous."
"Why do you two hate each other so much?"
>"We don't!"
"Then why are you always screaming?"
>"Anonymous. This uncultured bat claims that she is yours, and yours alone."
>"Well, duh! I was here first, and he pays the most attention to me!"
>"So? Maybe he just takes pity on you for being such an inferior species of pony!"
>"Say that again and I'll make you regret it!"
>"You wish your kind was as elegant and graceful as the moth-ponies!"
>They start their bickering again.
>Words quickly devolve into their obnoxious noises.
>As soon as you stand up and pick Speck up, the noise stops.
>You place her in the left corner of the room.
>Actias dodges you as you try to pick her up.
>She just walks to the right corner of the room.
"You two stay there until you're ready to apologize to each other."
>Finally, enough silence to concentrate on reading.
>A very low screech starts to sound from the left corner.
>You look up to find Speck glaring at Actias from across the room.
"Speck, stop. Put your face in the corner."
>"Sorry."
>She shoves her face into the corner.
>Buzzing and squeaking noises come from the right corner.
>Actias glares at Speck, fluttering her wings quickly.
"Actias!"
>Her wings fold as she stops.
"I'm going to take a nap. If you two wake me up, I swear I'll glue you together or something."
>Speck snickers and Actias chuckles.
"I'm serious."
>"Yes, Anonymous. We know you are. We'll behave."
>You lie down on the couch and doze off.
 
>What feels like an earthquake rouses you from your nap.
>Just as expected, Speck and Actias are... still sitting in their corners.
>Sitting up, you look around the room, but find nothing that could have caused the house to shake so violently.
>Until you look down.
>A small bat-pony has tumbled into your lap.
>"Hi mister Anon!"
"Hello Sirocca."
>The little pile of bat-pony smiles up at you as she sits upright.
>"Why're mama and miss Actias in the corners?"
"They're being bad."
>"Oh."
"What was that rumbling?"
>"My tummy. I'm hungry."
>Speck starts to trot over to you and Sirocca.
"Get back in the corner."
>"But-"
"Sirocca, go help yourself to the mangoes in the fridge. Speck, get back in the corner."
>Sirocca scampers off as Speck grumbles at you and turns back to her corner.
>"Rather sad when one cannot drop her pride to apologize and feed her own daughter, isn't it?"
"Stop antagonizing her, Actias."
>"Fine."
>You have no idea what their problems with each other actually are.
>They've just always disliked each other.
"Why are you two so hostile, anyway?"
>"Because moths are dumb! All they do is bump their faces against glass and eat cloth all day!"
>"That's not true! At least we don't eat insects and drink blood!"
>"I don't even do any of that!"
>"Oh. Well your ears are dumb! What's the fluff even for!"
>"It makes us look cuter. Why don't you have ears?"
>Actias flips her ears up out of her mane.
>"I hide them because they would otherwise shame yours!"
>"That's dumb!"
>"You're dumb!"
>Speck screeches and launches herself across the room as Actias starts to trot from her corner.
>Sirocca walks back in with a mango in her mouth.
>She sits beside you on the couch.
>"Aren't you going to stop them?"
"No. I think I'm done trying to intervene."
>Speck grabs Actias' head between her hooves and screeches.
>Actias, unable to do anything, tries to cover her ears.
>She fails, and opts to try to block Speck's mouth off with her face.
 
>Speck stops screeching as Actias crams her face into the bat-pony's mouth.
>"I didn't think this through."
>Speck slumps back, Actias' head still in her mouth, and tries to look at you.
>She raises her hooves and raises an eyebrow.
"Are you two done yet?"
>Speck nods.
>Actias tries to nod.
"Alright. Speck, take Actias out of your mouth. That's gross."
>Somehow there's a loud popping sound when Speck removes Actias' face from her mouth.
>The moth-pony's facial fur is matted down with slobber.
"Now hug and say you're sorry."
>Sirocca continues to eat her mango as she watches the two adult ponies make ammends.
>They hug.
>"Sorry, Speck."
>"I'm sorry, too."
>For a moment, all is well.
>And then they start screeching and squeaking at each other, for seemingly no reason.
"Why!"
>"I don't think they're sorry, mister Anon."
>They never stop hugging, though.
"I don't understand!"
>"Adults are dumb."
>You look down at the bat-filly.
>She has a point.
>"Can we go get some ice cream?"
>Ice cream sounds good.
>It will definitely be more enjoyable than watching a bat-pony and moth-pony hug and act hostile towards one another.
>Maybe they'll have stopped when you get back.
"Yeah."
>You pick Sirocca up and leave the two silly ponies to hug it out.