“Um… Babs?”  
“Yeah, pipsqueak?”  
“The sun’s going down.”  
“So?”  
“So, Apple Bloom’s going to get suspicious if we don’t go home soon.”  
“She’s got her hands full with the whole family reunion. C’mon, pipsqueak, I barely ever get to see you anymore. I even go and take that job at that new hair salon here in town - making half of what I could in Manehattan, you know - and what do you do? You go to that fancy university and leave me all alone!”  
“Oh, so this is my fault now, huh?”  
“You know it.”  
“So what are you going to do about it?”  
“Hmm… what to do, what to do~”
 
 
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