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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id=".22Girl-Talk.22.28EqG.29">"Girl-Talk"(EqG)</span><a href="&quot;Girl-Talk&quot;(EqG)#/editor/1" title="Edit section: &quot;Girl-Talk&quot;(EqG)" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br />&#160;Just a little look at some &quot;Girl-Talk&quot; that the Humane Six have.<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you ok, Twilight? You look awfully deep in thought.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hwa--Whuh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seems you must've drifted off in your thoughts again, Twi.</span><br />&quot;Oh, uh, no, you're alright Fluttershy. I was just thinking about stuff.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash--always the first to lewd thoughts--quirks her eyebrow suggestively.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh yeah? What kind of thoughts are you havin' then, huh Egghead?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You roll your eyes.</span><br />&quot;I can promise that it's none of the ones that I know you're having, that much I can assure you,&quot; you answer with a chuckle.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack sighs at the obnoxiousness of her blue-hued friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Honestly Rainbow, must ya always be so inappropriate?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash shrugs at the question.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh lighten up, Aj. It's so obvious that we're all thinking about a specific someone here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;WHO'S THINKING ABOUT ANONYMOUS? NOT ME. NOPE. TOOOTALLY NOT ME.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All eyes glare to a twitching Pinkie Pie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her typically reassuring smile was too big than it should be.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even for her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For someone who sees smiles so often, you'd think she'd be able to make a decent fake one for herself...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity deflates as she admits defeat to the obvious discussion that all silently refuse to speak of.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why it's true. I'm afraid that Rainbow Dash does indeed have a point...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash grins self-indulgently at Rarity's compliment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...well, for once, anyways.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she pouts instead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The point I am trying to make is that it's quite clear that we all have a certain &quot;affection&quot; for a certain Mister Anonymous.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to blush as does the entire table of girls.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Eh, why not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not like no one knows.</span><br />&quot;Ok, I'll admit it. He looks super good and he is a very smart guy to match his looks.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack decides to chime in too, making sure you're not the only one speaking the truth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't ya forget&#160;?bout them muscles. I love me a man with some meat on him.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity fans herself, trying to hide the blush across her face with hopes of cooling off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Trying to hold the regal tone in her voice, she speaks carefully.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I have to agree, darling. He is quite the fetching one, no? It's just so hard for a girl to come across someone with such looks and manners that comply each other these days!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite the fact all the girls' faces were red now, it'd be no doubt (nor a surprise) that meek little Fluttershy's face was the reddest of them all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Unfortunately for her, all eyes watched as she struggled to find her own thing to say.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well he's really, uh, kind, and he's so caring. Whenever he's helping me out on a question, he'll sit down and say that it's okay that I'm having trouble...a-and then help me more...and I say thanks...he's very nice.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow cackles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pfft, that's nothing Shy,&quot; boasted Dash.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of course she tries to make it a competition...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Typical Rainbow Dash.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to defend Fluttershy from any more humiliation.</span><br />&quot;It's nothing? Why's that? I doubt you have any stories to tell.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's wicked smile only grows as everyone's eyes widen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The room is silent but the feeling of dread is well-shared.</span><br />&quot;Oh no...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;More like,&#160;?Oh yeah' if you ask me,&quot; Dash says.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The table's occupants continue to stare incredulously at Rainbow Dash.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She of course bathes in the attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity decides it upon herself to ask the inevitable question.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dashie dear...what on Earth did you do to the poor soul?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing,&quot; she beams proudly at herself, &quot;I didn't do a thing.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her answer merely intrigues you more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And scares you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mostly the latter.</span><br />&quot;What exactly happened, Rainbow?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The room goes silent as it waits for her answer...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash studies all your curious faces, loving the looks she's being fed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a small laugh, she grins very inappropriately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The dude checked me out.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everybody except for the athlete herself gasp.</span><br />&quot;For real?!&quot; questions a baffled Pinkie.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash simply chuckles and kicks her feet up onto the edge of the foodless kitchen table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your reaction was as followed...</span><br />&quot;Firstly Rainbow, get your feet off the table. I eat there,&quot; you scold Dash, &quot;and secondly...Are you serious?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yep. Serious as ever. It was&#160;?bout after class and he was helping me out with a few things for our papers on Poe. Y'know,&#160;?cause I suck at writing.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grimace.</span><br />&quot;Yeah, your Daring Do fanfics prove it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Aaaanyways...! It was an hour after school, and he said he had to go home. So I'm all like,&#160;?Yeah, I understand, thanks for the help, Mr. Anonymous,' right? So then I get my stuff from my desk, but then I drop it all--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Riveting,&quot; drones an unimpressed Rarity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey! I'm getting there! So I,like, bend over to pick it all back up and stuff, but as I bend down, I saw his eyes go all wide.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girl pauses for dramatic effect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He's totally checking out my ass and legs.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Whoa.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's uh...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uh...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't know what to think of that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nor do the others either, because everyone at the table is taking a moment to think about Dash's story.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, a voice rings out a question from among the six of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...Was this the day you wore those yoga pants?&quot; asks Pinkie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The very one,&quot; Dash replies with a sick look of pride.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh boy...isn't that when you had a massive camel--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey! No spoilers! Ok, so Anon didn't notice that I saw him, but as I stood back up, the dude was totally beat-red.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Are you for real?&quot; you ask.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash just nods her head with an aura of accomplishment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No doubt about it. Even if he didn't mean to, he totally was staring at my awesome ass.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her smile grows more lewd and her voice more sultry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But here's the thing, I realized why he was staring at my butt when I got home. I saw that I had the WORST camel-toe in history...Like, I might as well not of been wearing pants type of camel toe. One that he saw by the way.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Now waita minute,&quot; questions Applejack, &quot;you tellin' me he practically saw your lady-parts?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash winks at her as a yes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whewf...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The air in the room just got more steamy and everyone knows why.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy tries her best not to faint as the others dab the sweat off their faces as Rarity tries to keep herself civilized.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;He didn't look there with clear and devote intention, did he? I always perceived him being more gentlemanly than that...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash nods her head a tiny&#160;?no' to Rarity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nah, I think his eyes were on it&#160;?cause of how obvious it must've been. I mean, the only thing covering it was the jacket around my waste at school, and I put it in my locker before I stayed with Anon. He got the whole view. He didn't say anything, but kept on looking. Did look kinda nervous though.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack quirks her brow inquisitively.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, I think that paper might've been due today, sugar.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't sweat it, I did it yesterday. Gave him the paper early this morning&#160;?cause I finished it up. Y'know, thanks to his help.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Did you ask him for more super-student-study-time after school?&quot; asks Pinkie with eager curiosity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash shrugs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Said he's busy and usually doesn't stay after school. Maybe next time though? I dunno.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A guy that young being that busy?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Odd...</span><br />&quot;What could he be busy with? The guy's hardly in his late Twenties,&quot; you say thinking aloud.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your brows raise up as an explanation found it's way into your head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was an explanation you did not like...</span><br />&quot;What if he has a girlfriend?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The table is silent as all evaluate the notion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Gee, that ain't occurred to me at all...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The faces of your friends turn to worry.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thoughts ponder until Rarity speaks up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...Actually Applejack, I highly doubt that he's in a relationship, and I think I have an theory of my own design as to why.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity's rebuke at your theory is met with everyone looking at her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope she's right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You see, it is entirely possible that Mister Anonymous is trying to find a companion, yet I find the idea of him being &quot;taken&quot; far less likely. After all, he's more often seen while alone during his time, off in his own little world of his cute little madness,&quot; she says dreamily, sighing like a love-struck puppy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A small frown fades its way to your face.</span><br />&quot;Yeah, makes sense. I know how hard it is to get a relationship when you're the solitary and intellectual type...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity nods in agreement with you, her purple friend.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mister Anonymous seems to be rather solitary in his nature--yet we do not know why. If he did have a special someone, I believe he'd at least be seen on the phone talking to her--or him--at a certain point, or even have a picture of her--or him--on his desk.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Ok, true. Even BRAD had enough decency to talk on the phone with me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shudders emanate across the room at that mention.</span><br />&quot;I just compared Mister Anon to Brad, didn't I?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yep, now never do it again. Ever.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You all groan like sickened children.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've made plenty of mistakes in your life, Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But Brad will always be the biggest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;(He wishes that he was the biggest)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Righty then, so we got ourselves sum evidence that Mister Anon's a single fella, that he checked out Rainbow Dash after he helped&#160;?er on a paper, and...&quot; Aj tries to find a third piece of evidence, but realizes that's all they've got so far, &quot;...and I think that's&#160;?bout it, ya'll.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash ponders heavily, scouring her mind for any useful information.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nah, there's gotta be something else! Something like...like...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie gasps as the sound of the oven timer goes off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;COOKIES!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...cookies?&quot; Dash repeats with confusion coating her voice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Meanwhile, Pinkie leaps from the table like a lioness jumps after it's prey and runs to the oven in a full sprint.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls watch their bubbly friend with confused and baffled looks on their faces as Pinkie gets out the oven mitts, and pulls out the cookie tray from the oven with them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pink girl's manic smile only widened with madness and glee as she set the cookies on a plate within a matter of seconds.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where the plate came from is something all know not of, but it can be assured that it certainly was not from this kitchen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Along with the illusive plate seems to be seven glasses, just as mysterious in origin as the aforementioned and enigmatic cookie plate.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie heads towards the fridge at what appears to be lightspeed, gets out the milk, and proceeds to pour it into all of the glasses.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She puts the milk jug away and spins like a cyclone as she somehow manages to carry all glasses of milk and the cookie plate to the kitchen table where you and your friends have been talking/waiting.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The crazy thing is...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...all this occurs within a literal blink of an eye.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The six of you stare agape at the speed of your pink pal as she smiles happily at her own deed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash,though, decides to shrug it off and reaches her hand for a freshly baked cookie...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Until Pinkie slaps her hand away from the plate and screams.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;WAAAIT!!!!!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash immediately retreats her hand as she winces.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;They have to cool off, Dashie. Wouldn't wantcha burning your mouth from a plate of my gigantic cookies, would ya? They're big, too!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rainbow-haired girl holds her smacked hand and grumbles with a smeared pout on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Doubt they're as hot as Mister Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try your best not to laugh at Dash's admittedly clever little joke, but a light chuckle somehow does manage to escape.</span><br />&quot;Big words there Dash. Pinkie's food is usually scolding hot, and not to mention huge in portions.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Portions...I wonder how big his dick is?&quot; thinks aloud a meek Fluttershy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait...FLUTTERSHY said that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All double-take at the quiet girl as she realizes her flib of the mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seriously, where did that come from!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;O-oh no! I-I must've been thinking aloud again, wasn't I? Oh my gosh, girls, I'm so so so sorry!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy immediately snaps her hooves in front of her, cowering behind her friends and hidden by her hooves and mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack puts a reassuring hand on the yellow girl's shoulder despite being a little stunned at Fluttershy's vocabulary.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey,uh, we ain't judgin' ya. I mean, let's be honest ya'll...I betcha we're all thinkin'&#160;?bout that too, ain't we?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...No use lying now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You empty a breath you didn't you were holding.</span><br />&quot;Okay, yeah, I think about his dick. A lot. Probably too much....WAY too much.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;L-likewise...&quot; murmurs Rarity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, I think about it a lot too! Like if he's circumcised, how long he is, or what'd it be like if he stuck it up my--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, yes Pinkie, we get it!&quot; says Rarity as she places her hand over Pinkie's trap, &quot;we're all intrigued by his&#160;?equipment'.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, well, I don't think about it too much,&quot; claims Dash.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You all give Dash a deadpan look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's easier to see through her lies than it is to see through Applejack's...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pressure forces the truth out of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ok fine! B-but I only think about it just at night! Just at night and nothing else!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No one is fully convinced.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's face goes red as she desperately switches to another topic.</span><br />&quot;Ugh! Can we eat the cookies now? I really want those cookies.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The Pink chef laughs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah-ha-ha!!! The Pinkie shall tell you if ye are worthy of such, Rainbow Dash!&quot; yells Pinkie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uncertain, Rainbow Dash takes the risk and reaches for the cookie plate while looking at her friend carefully.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The Pinkie approves and allows Dash to grab a cookie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and the other girls do so as well aaaaand....</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh dayum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh dayum, son that shit is fine as fuck, yo.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yisssss.....</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Imagine the ultimate chocolate chip cookie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now imagine that perfected.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's warm, not too doughy yet not too crumbly, but a delightful mixture of both with flavor so sweet that it reminds you of the literal essence of Hearth's Warming. Or Christmas. Or both.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah. Both.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;THAT is what this cookie is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The Quintessence of all Cookies: Clogger of Arteries has never been so amazing.</span><br />&quot;Wow...so good...&quot; you manage to say without spitting crumbs out.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you all eat your cookies, Rarity ponders some more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I wonder what Anon is doing right now?&quot; she says.</span><br />�&quot;Meh, he's probably asleep.&quot;<br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just here, in my Garage---er, you mean checking these grades.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Raindrop's paper was alright, nothing special but nothing wrong either. She does seem a bit confused by the idea of how diction and the writing match the tone of the plot, but she's getting there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod in approval.</span><br />&quot;Not bad.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give it a B+.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, who's next?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Brad, F-.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That one's always easy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next is...Twilight Sparkle!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, you're in for a treat this time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good grammar, excellent analysis, shows a thorough understanding of the symbolism and plot, very well-written...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You find yourself nodding in approval.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yep, another A fuckin' plus for Twilight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That girl's got brains, man.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now for Rainbow...Dash...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know what you must grade her...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With your red pen, you write on the front of her paper.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A+: See me after class for your reward, RD!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really gonna turn down dat ass?</span><br />&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;END</span></div></div>




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