Twilight Finds the Clop Folder (by: JamesDoakes)

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>You and Twilight are cuddling together in a small bed.
>But you are not Twilight's focus; rather, her gaze is set upon the glowing rectangle in front of her.
>Despite not knowing what a "computer" or an "Internet" was, she took a keen interest to the laptop that had survived the journey with you.
>Of course, there was no Internet in Equestria, but you were quite glad you managed to download the manageably-sized text backup of Wikipedia.
>Twilight certainly seemed to be enjoying that.
>Your thoughts were about to drift elsewhere, when Twilight let out a slight giggle.
>And then a full blown snort.
"What's so funny?"
>You look past her head at the laptop screen.
>She had opened a file browser.
>Much to your horror,you could just barely make out the location at the top:
/home/anon/Pictures/4chan/Pony/Twilight/
>"Where'd you get all these cute photos?" Twilight playfully asked you.
>Before you could summon any sensible answer to that question, she paused the cursor over a particularly incriminating folder.
Clop
>ohfuckingshit.jpg
>"Oooh, what's this, Anon?" She teased again.
"Twilight, don't you dare--"
>She clicked it anyway.
>"Oh come on, how bad could it--"
>Twilight didn't have the time to finish that sentence before her eyes were violated in purple.
>The blood drained from her face; her pupils shrank nearly to pinpoints.
>Plastered on her face was an expression that could only be described as the bastard child of agony and appalling.
>Slashing the tension, you gently reached past her head and shut the laptop.
>Her head barely turning, her eyes met yours.
"We're never speaking of this again."
>She gave a wordless nod.
>Those were the last words spoken before the two of you silently cozied yourself into the bed.
>You never saw that laptop again.