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[sometimes you earn a bunch of points over the course of two-ish days, and sometimes you decide that viewing all three of them at once would be a good idea!! fortunately for Twilight Spark, none of his are too heavy or overloaded with information]

[first up: talking cats and brewing coffee]

[second up: more talking cats and cooking curry]

[and third up: even more talking cats and a red-light district]

[AS FOR THE SUBJECT OF THESE MEMORIES. . . he's hanging out in the lounge, dressed in his unicorn kigurumi, lying on his back with his hands folded behind his head, looking contemplative]

[she breaks her personal rule and watches these discreetly, but does not make comments, instead making herself known to ask a single question]

How are you feeling?

[he doesn't even realize that anyone else is in the lounge with him until she speaks, and only then does he push himself up into a sitting position, the ears of the kigurumi flopping into his face]

Oh--

[. . . he gives her a nod]

Much better than last night, that's for sure. And even better than this morning.

What about you?

[... cat.

talking cat.

also, modern cityscapes are so Fascinating and Confusing to this medieval fishman who rudely points at Twilight Pink Sparkleshy]

Are you ever going to change out of that?

[immediately—]

Nope.

[well okay]

Well, that's fine, too. It looks cozy.

[sits up, the unicorn ears flopping into his face]

It's very cozy

My feet are very warm.

....you have a talking cat.

[Listen, he has priorities and they are TALKING CAT.]

[#priorities]

I think it might be more accurate to say that I speak cat.

....can you teach that?

Sure.

[no]

But lessons aren't cheap.

What do you want?

[lifts a hand as though to adjust his glasses, realizes they aren't there, and then just dips it into his pocket instead]

50 sparks a lesson.

I don't think we can transfer sparks.

So buy you something for fifty sparks?

Deal.

[he was joking because he can't actually teach Dusk to speak cat, but you know what. here they are. free stuff]

[You say that like Dusk wouldn't just buy you stuff if you asked, he rarely gets stuff for himself.]

So when's the first lesson?

Right now.

[sitting up, tugging the hoodie of the kigurumi off his head]

Repeat after me.

[a beat]

Nya.

....

[Nya.]

[Deadpan.]

Nya.

Very good.

[thumbs up]

Now say, "meow."

....

Meow.

[trying SO HARD not to laugh, it's impressive how well he's keeping a straight face]

Good job.

Do you want to know what you said in cat?

Sure.

[He's picked up he's being messed with, but he's willing to see how long Twilight can keep it up.]

[don't underestimate him]

"My armpits smell like fish."

[he delivers that with such a bland expression, too]

What an odd first lesson. Is that a normal cat greeting?

Yep. In cat culture it's unacceptable to greet someone in any other way.