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Gilda cursed inwardly as she saw that pink pest again. All she wanted was to hang out with Dash in peace but every single time that annoying dweeb showed up and interrupted them.
Even now this pony snatched Dash away to shop for prank supplies. Gilda was lying on a cloud, wondering how to get rid of that pest. Suddenly an evil smile formed on her beak.
Why not eat her?
Choice made the only remaining question was how to go on about this.