Here's something to make up for it then:

"Didn't this place come with an inventory?" Sweetie Belle asked, with surprising insight. Twilight smiled at the younger pony.

"For the books, yes, but most of this stuff? No. You know who owned it before me?"

"Some nice old mare and her weird husband, I think he was a farmer because when he left all these ponies gave him a going away party with pitchforks and rakes and torches," Sweetie Belle said, turning the bizarre device this way and that in her telekinetic grip.


From Pony Tales by Andrew Joshua Talon
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7732664/1/Pony_Tales

- CD, Mad Science Twi is Mad

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Science isn't a what, it's a how. You can study anything with SCIENCE! It's a method of observing phenomena and recording observations in a regularized way that allows you to, after poking X with a stick enough times, predict how X will twitch. If you can't get X to twitch or can't see the twitches, then either your stick or your magnifying glass are insufficiently advanced, and crying "magic" is what you do when you don't want to admit it.
"If Carbon's the slut of organic chemistry, then Fluorine is the serial murder-rapist" - Black Aeronaut