Twilight finds a book just as she let off a hissy fart that stunk of rotten eggs. As a response, she put her hoof on her muzzle to avoid smelling it. Using her magic to hastily flip through the pages, she finds a spell called "Rare cure", but it has no description.
"I might as well give it a shot." Twilight said, determined while pooting.
Twilight heads into the basement again to perform the spell, glowing white while closing her eyes. Upon success, she stopped glowing and the light fizzled. Twilight opened her eyes and...
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