1 moddafuckin week later

"Open up! I got something important to show you" yelled twilight sarkle, excessively banging on the door. Platinum came out of the door, holding a book, his eyes all squinting and shit.

"'sup?"

"I have the amulet! Do you have any useful information?"

"Who are you?" asked platinum.

"I'm the librarian! The one who's going to help you beat Gary stu!" replied twilight sparkle

"Oh! Right, uh… spilight twarkle?" replied platinum.

"Twilight sparkle! what's that book you're holding?" asked twilight sparkle.

"Oh… uh… this? It's… I think, 1984. Or maybe it's Fahrenheit 451…? Either way, I can't put it down." Replied platinum.

"what's wrong with you? Have you slept at all in the past week?" asked twilight sparkle. He nodded.

"You, like… got a bag of chips? Or maybe… a bag of chips?"

"This is very important! What's wrong? You repeated bag of chips twice!" yelled twilight sparkle. In reply, he just fell on the floor, and giggled. Fluffles walked into the doorway.

"Dude… can I, like, eat her?" he asked.

"No, Fluffles!" he yelled out, in between fits of laughter. Comet walked out the door.

"Sorry, these two are just baked as fuck." He said. Slowly, platinum stopped laughing, and gasped for air.

"Dude… that's just, like, your opinion man." Replied platinum.

(Authors note: I do not condone drug abuse, and anybody who does them is a fucking moron)

"Whoa! Hold up! Wait a goddamn second! Did the author really need to throw in some half assed 'just say no' message?"

"Um… what exactly is that supposed to mean?" asked twilight sparkle.

"I have no fucking clue…" replied platinum.

(But no, seriously, don't do drugs)

"Hey rainbow dash!" she yelled.

"Yeah?" yelled rainbow dash

"Help me out! Tell these two stoners that what they're doing isn't cool!" yelled twilight sparkle. Rainbow zipped down in front of the house.

"Smoking joints huh? Yeah, that's nothing!" she said.

"Thank you." Said twilight.

"Yeah, I once hit a bong bigger than twilight's brain here!" she said.

"duuuuude… how big is that? Is it… like… the size of a cantaloupe? Shit, I thought of cantaloupe, now I want some food." said platinum. Twilight sparkle screamed in a frustrated manner, and cast a spell that made him not stoned off his ass.

(A/N: Made up spell for plot convenience! HOORAY!)

"Holy balls! Now that I'm not high, I may not be a useless fuck!" said platinum.

"Have you got any information on the amulet yet?" asked twilight.

"I read all the books, nothing we didn't already know… Well, there's one about mythical creatures, and such, but that's irrelevant."

"Well, read ALL the books. Cover to cover! We can't be completely sure."

"Why are you so worked up about this necklace thing?" asked comet.

"Do you know what I did to get this thing from him!?" yelled twilight. Platinum thought about it for a second.

"Don't put that image in my head, please. This isn't clop."

"Oh god! I didn't do that! What the hell do you take me for?"

"Well, is there a Starbucks, or McDonalds or something anywhere in this town... city…? Maybe we can talk about… stuff? If we're going to work together to bring down Gary Stu after all, I want to actually fucking know my colleague." Said platinum.

"Are you suggesting, like… a date? Because I don't really…" twilight sparkle replied, rather surprised.

"Oh, HELL NO! I only go for human girls!"

"What? HUMANS!? Oh, I get it pervert, you're a FAPPER!" said twilight sparkle, pointing an accusing hoof at platinum.

"Fapper? What the hell is that?"

"You're a fan of the series My Little Human, aren't you?"

"Okay, I don't know what you're talking about; maybe you should tell me the meaning of all this terminology." Said platinum bullet. Finally, twilight noticed that he spent the whole time on his hind legs.

"Oh, I get it; you're roleplaying as your OC." Replied twilight. Platinum was genuinely confused. He knew all these words, and knew that they applied to fandoms, but still, he was very confused.

"Right, so, what about that McDonalds?"

"We got a few Tim Hortons around. Let's all go."

"Alright, Come Fluffles! Comet, want to come with?"

"nah, I think I'll just stay." Replied comet.

"Come on! You can run around, and make friends!" replied platinum to comets reply.

"Dude, I got you, and Fluffles as friends. Stop treating me like I'm your freaking 5 year old introverted kid." Said comet resentfully. The truth was, he'd been getting sick of their bullshit, and he'd been planning to sneak out, and make some friends, when platinum left. After all, platinum was alright, but if he was there, people might find his massive ego off putting. And Fluffles, oh, god, he couldn't even begin to name the problems with Fluffles. He killed people, and his blood lust was neigh unquenchable. Platinum didn't even try to stop him, which was another problem. But he could go on, and on about all their problems, but that didn't matter. They were leaving, and he was going to make friends.