"Hey, Twilight? Can we talk about something?"
It was shortly after dinner on a Friday night. Twilight and I had eaten low-fat chicken curry with race that night (which she begrudgingly ate), and were sitting on the couch.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well...." I said. "It's about....well, the sort of food I've been making for us."
Twilight's nose wrinkled a little bit.
"Now, I know that you haven't been liking the sort of food I've been getting and serving here." I said. "And I'm sorry about that. I've just been worried that you've been....adversely affected by it, that's all."
"Now, what do you mean by--" Twilight said, before looking down at her substantial tummy. "Oh."
She looked back up at me. "If you're worried about my health, you don't have to. My physiology is capable of functioning perfectly at--"
"That's good to know, Twilight, but that's not why I'm concerned." I said. "You did all that in just a month or so, and all from just eating a bit of junk food here and there!"
"It's a necessary consequence of my metabolism." she said. "All nutrients are stored within my form for proper use later on. Nothing is lost."
"Well, maybe." I said. "But--I don't know. It's just kind of weird."
"....Well," Twilight said. "thank you for being so honest with me. I'm sorry if I've been acting rude about your cooking; I really do appreciate your friendship, John."
"And yours as well, Twilight." I said.
As I said those words, a small smile appeared on Twilight's face, magnified by the chubbiness of her face.
"What is it?" I said.
"Well," she said. "seeing as we're already talking right here and now, I suppose that it's as good a time as any to let you know...
It was shortly after dinner on a Friday night. Twilight and I had eaten low-fat chicken curry with race that night (which she begrudgingly ate), and were sitting on the couch.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well...." I said. "It's about....well, the sort of food I've been making for us."
Twilight's nose wrinkled a little bit.
"Now, I know that you haven't been liking the sort of food I've been getting and serving here." I said. "And I'm sorry about that. I've just been worried that you've been....adversely affected by it, that's all."
"Now, what do you mean by--" Twilight said, before looking down at her substantial tummy. "Oh."
She looked back up at me. "If you're worried about my health, you don't have to. My physiology is capable of functioning perfectly at--"
"That's good to know, Twilight, but that's not why I'm concerned." I said. "You did all that in just a month or so, and all from just eating a bit of junk food here and there!"
"It's a necessary consequence of my metabolism." she said. "All nutrients are stored within my form for proper use later on. Nothing is lost."
"Well, maybe." I said. "But--I don't know. It's just kind of weird."
"....Well," Twilight said. "thank you for being so honest with me. I'm sorry if I've been acting rude about your cooking; I really do appreciate your friendship, John."
"And yours as well, Twilight." I said.
As I said those words, a small smile appeared on Twilight's face, magnified by the chubbiness of her face.
"What is it?" I said.
"Well," she said. "seeing as we're already talking right here and now, I suppose that it's as good a time as any to let you know...
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