Aura: Oh that’s right, you don’t have a big sister.
Ruby: When you’re younger you want to spend time with your big sister, but she doesn’t have time for you. Then, when you get older, your big sister wants to spend time with you. But now you’re the one that’s busy, so she gets on your nerves.
Tootsie: Oh… That sounds sad… Wait, what if she just doesn’t want to watch puppets?
Aura: Tch-eah right! Who wouldn’t want to watch puppets?
Bon-Bon: So… what is this called again?
Lyra: Fluttershy calls it an “Animal Sanctuary“.
Bon-Bon: It’s… kinda just one big zoo enclosure. Only without the enclosure. Wouldn’t the animals just, you know, eat each other?
Lyra: I think that’s the point?
Bon-Bon: There aren’t any dangerous animals here, like a hippopotamus, are there?
Yeah, a plot point I’ve been tinkering with for a while. I have the idea that if Princess Twilight got Spike from an educational standpoint, wouldn’t it make sense if SciTwi went through something similar? So I came up with this. She had pretty bad anxiety growing up to the point where getting a therapy dog would help her get through life, so that’s how she wound up with Spike.
Hey! Sorry for the delayed response- Oh look you’re wearing pants this time. They just appear to have… fallen a little… Let me just, ah… There!
Anyway, how’s it going?
Bon-Bon: Come on, Lyra. Lyra: Nope.
Bon-Bon: Lyra. Lyra: Nope.
Bon-Bon: Lyra, be reasonable! Lyra: You didn’t see that look in Pinkie Pie’s eyes, Bon-Bon! She’s a desperate mare driven to the brink! I ain’t goin’ out there!
Bon-Bon: Oh for pony’s sake… I’m going out with or without you.
Lyra: Just gonna sit here. Completely still in case Pinkie looks in the window.
[Pause]
Lyra: Hey Simple, how’s it going? No, boy, this is a bad time for face lickums. Not in the nose! NOOOOO~!
Bon-Bon: I can’t believe you didn’t want to go to the art exhibition.
Lyra: I can’t believe Princess Flurry Heart buried herself in a mound of stuffed animals. You’d think the future heir to the Crystal Empire would have guards with her, like, 24/7.
Bon-Bon: Don’t change the subject, I thought you loved art!
Lyra: Come to think of it, does Cadance need an heir? She’s a pegasus-turned-alicorn. Is she immortal? I always just kinda assumed Twilight isn’t.
Bon-Bon: Lyra!
Lyra: Whaaat? The exhibit? It’s just a bunch of minimalist post-modern crap anyway. Art is all up to interpretation, but it still has to have substance. It’s nothing more than a bunch of hacks trying to get famous.
Bon-Bon: Well that’s rude. I had a good time.
Lyra: They serve food there?
Bon-Bon: No. Lyra: Garbage!
You don't have to answer this today, seems like you've done a lot. But what is it about prime numbers that require a set of rules that 1 has to be excluded for?
I think if I try to draw an answer to this one my hand will fall off. Besides, Braeburn is twirling his lasso again. So text it is!
One reason that comes up more often than you might think is the following theorem, sometimes called the ‘Fundamental Theorem of Arithmetic” by people who like to give things over-dramatic names.
Theorem. Every positive whole number can be written as a product of prime numbers in a unique way.
So for instance 42 = 2x3x7 and there’s no other way to write this as a product of primes. That simply isn’t true if you allow 1 to be a prime- 42= 1x2x3x7=1x1x2x3x7….
That’s just one example, but as I say it crops up a lot.
Thanks! That actually sounds familiar! I think I heard that before but had never committed it to memory.
if only you used your powers for good instead of evil
I’m sorry but my only power is sand
I’ve seen this a few times, but the reason I always listen to it is because at first it sounds like an edit of some cover you’ve never heard before. But then you reach the end and realize “Oh gosh! This was legit! Musicians with actual talent sat down and did this for real!“
Bon-Bon: Is that… Granny Smith chasing Trixie?
Lyra: Heh heh, yeah.
Bon-Bon: Shouldn’t we, you know, help her?
Lyra: Mare, if you did something to cheese off Granny Smith that bad, you deserve what’s coming.
Bon-Bon: Hmm… How long has this been going on?
Lyra: Ah like four minutes. Bulk Biceps is out there too.
Bon-Bon: Oh, he’s a big guy.
Lyra: Yeah, that’s the real reason I ain’t goin’ out there.
Bon-Bon: Can’t blame you.
Lyra: You know, just… hanging out with Changelings at a party, eh heh heh… Nothin’ awkward about this…
Bon-Bon: Of course it isn’t! It’s refreshing to spend some time with Changelings and not have to punch them in the face, haha.
Pronotum: Yeah… That really hurt…
Bon-Bon: Oh gosh… You were one of them?
Elytra: One of them?
Lyra: Gettin’ awkward again…
Pronotum: No no. It’s okay. We’re past this. You did you. We did we.
Bon-Bon: Yeah. Pronotum: Yeah…
Elytra: Seriously though how many Changelings have you punched?
Lyra: Think I’m just gonna…. mosey on home. psst remember to give the password if you want me to unlock the door Ah ha ha! Bye now!
