Это первый том?
30.08.2017, 06:24
Что ж теперь ты читать будешь, всезнающая лошадь?
MLP Time Loops 193.9:
"Spike, hand me the list," Twilight said, poking her head out of her mad scientist lair, usually known as the basement.
"Sure," Spike said, going over to a shelf filled with scrolls. "You want the List, the Bigger List, the Even Bigger List, the Big List of Lists or the Big List of Bigger Lists of Even More Lists?"
Twilight blinked slowly before blushing. "Is it time to clean up my lists again?" she asked sheepishly.
"Or maybe she wants the Infinite List of Lists of Things Listed In Every List in the Multiverse?" Pinkie offered as she stuck her head in.
"Pinkie, I tried keeping that kind of list once. It...didn't end well since every time I pulled it out, it caused the Loop to crash. Getting rid of it took some extremely careful planning that...yes, required even more checklists to prevent a crash and...it was all a really big headache for all involved."
"Speaking of Lists," Rarity chimed in, popping out of Pinkie's mane through whatever logic powered it, "I need the one for fabrics."
"Texture, color, age, smell, thickness or quality?" Spike asked.
"Yes," Rarity replied.
"...Who sorts fabric by smell?" Pinkie asked as Rarity exited her mane.
"This coming from the mare who orders her baking materials by age, smell, expiration date and use," Rarity countered with a wink.
"Touche, Rarity...touche."
"Ooh, are we comparing lists again?" Discord asked, popping out of the shelf of scrolls, sending them flying everywhere. "Might I suggest the Unabridged List of Lists That List The Lists of Lists of Lists Of Things Discord Must Never Do?"
"Which edition?" Spike asked.
"Surprise me," Discord said.
"NOW, MY BRETHREN!"
With a roar, every scroll on the floor got up and fled out of the library.
"Oh dear, they've become self-aware again," Twilight said. "So yes, it's definitely time to clean up my lists..."
"Spike, hand me the list," Twilight said, poking her head out of her mad scientist lair, usually known as the basement.
"Sure," Spike said, going over to a shelf filled with scrolls. "You want the List, the Bigger List, the Even Bigger List, the Big List of Lists or the Big List of Bigger Lists of Even More Lists?"
Twilight blinked slowly before blushing. "Is it time to clean up my lists again?" she asked sheepishly.
"Or maybe she wants the Infinite List of Lists of Things Listed In Every List in the Multiverse?" Pinkie offered as she stuck her head in.
"Pinkie, I tried keeping that kind of list once. It...didn't end well since every time I pulled it out, it caused the Loop to crash. Getting rid of it took some extremely careful planning that...yes, required even more checklists to prevent a crash and...it was all a really big headache for all involved."
"Speaking of Lists," Rarity chimed in, popping out of Pinkie's mane through whatever logic powered it, "I need the one for fabrics."
"Texture, color, age, smell, thickness or quality?" Spike asked.
"Yes," Rarity replied.
"...Who sorts fabric by smell?" Pinkie asked as Rarity exited her mane.
"This coming from the mare who orders her baking materials by age, smell, expiration date and use," Rarity countered with a wink.
"Touche, Rarity...touche."
"Ooh, are we comparing lists again?" Discord asked, popping out of the shelf of scrolls, sending them flying everywhere. "Might I suggest the Unabridged List of Lists That List The Lists of Lists of Lists Of Things Discord Must Never Do?"
"Which edition?" Spike asked.
"Surprise me," Discord said.
"NOW, MY BRETHREN!"
With a roar, every scroll on the floor got up and fled out of the library.
"Oh dear, they've become self-aware again," Twilight said. "So yes, it's definitely time to clean up my lists..."
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