Twilight wandered through town, wondering this thought. Was she really good enough? After all, Lupustria Weekly was very elite, as Rarity would say. It took the top pony writers and artists to get in.

Clearly, she needed some advice. The problem was, she was the only punny she knew about. No one else, as far as she knew, was a fan of "The Little Bunnies." What if her friends turned away from her, knowing that she liked something so dorky as a book series about bunnies?

(To the tune of "Good Morning Baltimore Reprise" from Hairspray)

Twilght: Oh oh oh

What can I do

I can't look to

Someone else like me

I feel like

I'm all alone

And I can't tell of

These bunnies I love

I walk through the streets

They may think I'm sweet

But if word gets out

I'll get some strange looks

When they find out about my love

For some filly's dumb bunny books

I won't get off the hook

I just cannot relate

They don't know that these books are great

I wish I could tell somepony

To find somepony else just like me

I'll write that story, still

It will get in, I just know it will

And maybe, time will tell

I'll find that friend as well

"For now, though," she thought to herself, "I guess you could say I'm still in the closet."

Sitting in the shade, Twilight sat and thought to herself. Spike and Owloysius just didn't understand. There had to be somepony who wouldn't judge her for her love. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off over her head. Fluttershy was the kindest, gentlest, sweetest pony in all of Ponyville! Surely, she wouldn't judge her!

Twilight dashed down to Fluttershy's house. She could hear Fluttershy bustling around inside, probably attending to a sick animal.

Twilight eagerly knocked on the door. Fluttershy poked her head out.

"Hello," she said quietly, but happily.

"Hi, Fluttershy. Listen, I have something very important to tell you, but it's also extremely private. You have to promise not to tell anypony, okay?"

"Of course I won't tell," said Fluttershy. "I'll even hoofswear on it if you want me to."

"No, that's okay," said Twilight. "I trust you. You're one of my best friends, after all. You just have to remember that Spike and Owloysius are the only others who know about this…I'm a punny."

"You're a what?"

"A punny. It's what us pony fans of 'The Little Bunnies' call ourselves."

Fluttershy's eyes lit up. "Really? Then I'm a punny, too!" Giggling, she began to talk faster and faster, as she did when she got excited. "I didn't know that any of my friends liked them so much! I didn't know there was a name for it, either. I've read all the books, you see. I was just too embarrassed to say anything, because a pony my age probably shouldn't be reading that kind of thing, but Angel and I always…"

"Angel?" repeated Twilight.

Fluttershy's little white rabbit, Angel, poked his head out from around the corner. Even he looked a little bit ashamed of reading "The Little Bunnies."

"Of course!" cried Twilight. "That's it! That's perfect!"

"What's perfect?" asked Fluttershy.

"Angel! I need help writing a story for Lepustria Daily, see? And I was going to ask somebony for help, but Angel is even better because he's somebunny! He'd know even more about being a rabbit than anypony would! Now we can all write it together!"

"I don't know," said Fluttershy. "Lepustria Daily is pretty elite. They don't let in the works of just anypony."

"Yeah," said Twilight, "but there will be three of us writing, on one of us is a rabbit! That's got to count for something!"

"Do you want to help Twilight write a story?" Fluttershy asked Angel.

The little rabbit eagerly nodded. They were ready!