Sonata's short

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>"Then you pick up the scalpel again and go about your life's work of putting the world right"
>The room's more quiet than you think you've ever...heard?
>But it's silence, how exactly does that work?
>Whatever, Human language is stupid anyway!
>Guess Aria was just so impressed she can't think of anything to say!
>"...Sonata, what the fuck is this?"
"I know right? I'm pretty happy with it!
>Aria looks down at you with a super grumpy look
>Way more grumpy than usual
>Kinda looks like the face she made that time you ordered thirty boxes of Doritos Locos Tacos
>"Gods below Sonata, you are the absolute worst!"
"What? You are! You and Adagio said I should express myself more!"
>"Yeah, we meant like writing more songs with us! Not some perverted castration porno on some lame message board!"
"You're lame! You're just not partisan enough to understand it."
>Aria groans in that ugly way she always does when she knows you're right
>"First off, it's patrician not partisan and secon-"
"Uh hello, I think I'd know how it's said. People use it on here all the time."
>"Then why did you say it wrong genius?"
"No one says that out loud these days, duh Aria."
>"Sonata...We were around when the term was popular! WE were literally patricians!"
>You cross your arms and smile smugly
"Then obviously I'd know how to say it."
>Another groan, she slapped her own forehead too!
>Aria's usually smarter than this, maybe she's having an off day
>"Why'd you even write this in the first place? Usually you can barely string together two sentences."
>Finally, she's learning to appreciate your art
"Well I saw this funny post about Adagio the-"
>"Adagio? Let me see the post"
"Aria, you're supposed to be looking at MY art!"
>"Just show me idiot"
>You scroll up slightly and show her what you're talking about
>"...cause you love the feeling of Sunset's..."
>Aria starts doing that gross quiet laugh she does when she thinks she's alone
>"Hey Adagio! You gotta come in here and see what Sonata did!"

>You are Anon Y. Mouse, delivery man extraordinaire and handsomest bachelor in all of Canterlot
>Currently, you're walking up to the house of three of your most beautiful customers
>Well, not like they know you deliver the mail...
>And they're not really your customers since you don't own the company...
>Also the fact that you've never actually spoken a single word to them outside the post office
>Fuck you're making yourself depressed just thinking about how lame you must seem to them
>Whatever man, just deliver the package to their box and get it over with so you can get back to vidya
>Who needs girls like them anyway, you've heard the guys from CHS say they're slutty
>Heh...Sluts...delivering a package to their box knowwhaddamsayin'
>You walk up to the box and check the packages one more time to make sure they're the right ones.
>Don't wanna fuck that one up again and explain why you were delivering "marital aid" products to an elementary school
>You swear though that cute teacher was eying you up you don't even care what anyone says
>Suddenly an explosively loud yell from inside the house shakes you
>"I DO NOT!"
>Quickly you hear the sound of gleeful twin cackles follow it up
>"ADAGIO LIKES FAT GIRLCOCK!"
>"PERRRVVEERRT!"
>Whoa mama nnnuope
>You quickly turn around and speed walk to the truck as fast as you're able without dropping spaghetti
"See Anon? There are some cans of worms you just don't open. Plenty of fish in the sea."
>Hmm...probably the wrong word choice...
>Before you pull off the driveway you pause, then quickly leave a reminder on your phone to ask Micro Chips for some Photoshop lessons
>And maybe bribe Photo Finish for some racy pictures