>“Your udders have grown most…despicable”
“Why, thanks Luna, your slender body will get there someday”
>“We don’t want it “someday” we want it now!”
“Luna, just go to your room…”
>“Neigh! We shall show thee our true might”
>Luna walk’s off storming, Celestia smirks, thinking on how to prank her sister next
>But not wanting to act without a plan, she quietly walks after her sister
>And as the door closes, she places her ear to listen in on what’s on Luna’s mind
>“That cow will see, we will go a whole month without milking ourselves, that will show her”
>Oh, just that?
>Well, two can play that game
>She laughed to herself, swaying happily and deciding to simply do the same for a month
>Milking was a necessity, especially to ponies like them both who were growing fairly quick
>But really, for a month? How bad could it be?