Really Self-Isolate Equals Hermit
Still fed up with Twilight Sparkle's recent actions, by now, Moon Dancer had locked herself in her dreary home, with nothing in sight. "Okay," Moon Dancer said, "This is it. Nothing in my sight now. So I can think."
Moon Dancer had actually locked up all of her furniture in her basement. She doesn't have a basement, though, so she had to dig one out herself. "I don't care to ask how that's even possible," Moon Dancer said to no pony.
Now in the past few days, Moon Dancer had locked herself inside.
Still feeling betrayed, Moon Dancer refused to see any pony, or even go outside, probably for the rest of her life. "This is it!" Moon Dancer said, "I'm not going out again! Stupid Twilight Sparkle! What a stupid traitor! At least, she's not Mountain Moron stupid, though."
Now, Moon Dancer still receives mail, but she often makes the delivery ponies feel nervous in the process. "What a mystery hermit," these ponies often said when giving Moon Dancer her mail. Thus, inside the dark house, Moon Dancer spend most of her time reading the books she had managed to keep, despite her recent behavior.
"Okay," Moon Dancer said, "Now let's get going. Let me get going with no pony around me!" And thus, Moon Dancer read books in the dark with only the light of her magic to illuminate her room.
Several hours later, however, Moon Dancer started to get a headache from reading in the dark for a long time. "Okay," Moon Dancer said, feeling dizzy, "I need to think. Yes I really need it."
Thus, Moon Dancer, for once in the past few days set hoof outside and she finally can breath a sigh of relief. "This feels great!" Moon Dancer said happily, "Now I can go out and relax without you-know-who."
That was until Moon Dancer had accidentally came across a certain pony and dragon yet again. "Unbelievable!" Moon Dancer shouted out loud. A pony and a dragon were there.