>Another day in Equestria, another day being the legal guardian of a filly clone of you.
>Twiggles tried cloning in your sleep. Didn't work out as well as she thought.
>It's lunch time, and you got your hands on some good meat from your griffon friends
>Always make friends with your enemies, as Papa Anon always said
>Fajita time
>Guess you have to make one for the little shid too
"Anon, I made food! Come get it, you fag!"
>Little green filly runs around the corner, fuck that's cute
>"Took you long enough you lazy ass. Give me the tendies."
"It's fajitas."
>"Close enough, has chicken. Gimme."
>...should you tell her?
>Nah, you've had more than enough of her shitfits this week. You'll let her find out on her own.
>You hand her the handmade mexican delight and dig into your own
>3...
>2...
>1...
>"What the fuck? What's this veggie crap?"
"You're the pony, not me. We've been over this."
>"Don't care, want that shit the griffons gave you."
"No."
>"Gimme faggot"
"I said no."
>"GIMME"
"No, and that's final. Don't make me hand you over to the CMC again, they're still looking for you. Now eat your food."
>"Don't talk to me like that, I'm 25!"
"Yeah, and you're also me. Now eat."
>"mmmgrph."
>She resorts to mumbling. You resort to eating your delicious meat-filled food. You have to thank the griffons sometime.
>You also start to wonder, if chickens are birds and the griffons are part bird...
>"...are those bit-pinchers cannibals?"
>Right, same person. Pony. Something.
"Maybe? I mean it's not actually them...?"
>"...still want the meat."
"Crusaders are still on the table 'till that fajita isn't."
>"Dammit."
>She finally eats the food. Finally.
>Such is another day with filly.