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War Games"Okay, what button do I hit?" Twilight Sparkle asked for the hundredth time that evening.
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"The green one, Twi. Seriously, I thought you were good with remembering stuff," Rainbow Dash groaned through her microphone. Absentmindedly, the pegasus picked a chip up with a hoof and stuffed it into her mouth. One the other end, Twilight grimaced at the awful crunching sound. Dash leaned back in her chair and stared blankly at the television, which was currently occupied by a load screen. She heard random mumblings on the other end of the mic and then a started yelp before the sound of a controlled clattering to the floor.
Dash groaned with impatience and leaned her head back to stare at the ceiling, rolling her eyes at the same time. "It's not rocket science, Twilight! Sheesh, I thought you were just uncoordinated with sports, but this is just depressing," the athletic mare prodded. Twilight mumbled someth