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// It was going to yeet tomorrow? 
// Story: What If... 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"It's yeeting tomorrow," Shining Armor wandered into the room, slumping into an armchair with a loud yawn.

"It's... yeeting. Don't you mean sleeting, dear?" Cadance looked up from her totally-not-a-shipfic-in-disguise report on the royal duties for the day.

"It's yeeting tomorrow."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's yeeting today."

"Hu--"

Shining Armor picked up Cadance and threw her like a javelin.