"Hey Moody!", Daybreaker shouted at her sister. "I think I finally found a valuable reason for you to have this power."

"What?" the lunar mare retorted.

"I don't have to duck to tell you straight in the eyes how lame you are."

"Shut up! You burned brain!"

"Burned brain? Ha! Shouldn't your own have frozen in that space you have in your mane?"

"My mane have to effect on my head!"

"True. You already have enough space in that nutshell you call head."

"My mind is the sharpest of both of us!"

"Really? You think that ponies could live on a eternal night?"

"You would think they would on a non-stop day?"

"Who said I cared?" she replied, followed with a cruel laugh. Nightmare growled. "Oh Moody. Do you know why stallions won't look for you?"

"Huh? What does it have to do with this?" she asked back, confused which made Daybreaker grin.

"Because.... they know that you are a cold and frigid mare!"

"What? I'm not a....." she cut herself. "I'll make you regret calling me frigid"



Wonderful work.