Flash: H-here’s the soap Twilight.

Twilight: Aww, thank you Flash. (Takes the soap with her magic)

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Twilight: Wait, Flash?

Flash: Y-y-yes, Twilight?

Twilight: Are you wearing your armor?

Flash: Nnno? W-why do you ask?

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Flash: Uuh, Twilight? Why did you locked the door?

Twilight: Because, you know what else I need besides soap?

Flash: W-w-what?

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Twilight: Your company.

Flash . . . . . . . . . Y-your word, i-is my command, y-your Highness.