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Yeah, I got nothing in the way of an Author's Note today.

Anything you want to ask me on this page?

Applejack: So. This was yer grandmaster plan. All that arguin’, all that hate, and it all boils down to “we ain’t got a choice.”
Apple Bloom: Well, yeah. Until the Poison Joke’s cured.
Rainbow Dash: Meaning?
Apple Bloom: Once you’re done, then y’all could do whatever you like.
Twilight Sparkle: Like turn in Zecora to the authorities.
Zecora: But this impossible cure will bring me such fame! The ponies will be too busy healing to blame!
Applejack: Not if WE have anything to say about it. You’re curin’ us, then you’re goin’ to answer for your crimes.
Zecora: …Drat. …Brat.