: Starlight….
: Yes Twilight?
: Please Let me sort the library!
: Twilight, honey you know what the doctor said: Stay on bed rest and no more chores. In Fact you should be in bed right now.
: let me sort, just one shelf…
: No, Go Back to Bed and I’ll sort for you. and don’t tell me that don’t know your system for sorting everything.
: Next time, you’ll be pregnant.
: Pfft.. That’s if there is a next time.

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Be Prepared to eat those words Starlight!
Preggy Twilight was very discontent not being able to always sort her library, even though her wifey did it for her she still felt cranky about it.

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