A very familiar sleepy pirate with a weird mane-cut, at that.
"The eyepatch..." Twilight blanches. "Another sign!"
She gallops over to a pile of books and reads a list on top of the pile. "Nearly all the signs have come true," she wails. "I haven't done a thing to prevent the catastrophe!"
Another gallop, this time over to a freestanding chalkboard filled with equations. Her mind is racing even faster than her hooves. "If Tuesday's tomorrow, and the disaster happens by Tuesday morning, then there's only one solution: I'll just have to...
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"The eyepatch..." Twilight blanches. "Another sign!"
She gallops over to a pile of books and reads a list on top of the pile. "Nearly all the signs have come true," she wails. "I haven't done a thing to prevent the catastrophe!"
Another gallop, this time over to a freestanding chalkboard filled with equations. Her mind is racing even faster than her hooves. "If Tuesday's tomorrow, and the disaster happens by Tuesday morning, then there's only one solution: I'll just have to...
"STOP. TIME."