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Mashed peas, her favorite. Wait, did I say that already? 
Yup. If she gets fussy, just give her the Whammy and she'll calm right down. 
Is this art or... a mistake? 
You should catch her soon, 'cause we've got lots to do! Horsey-hives-covered foals counting on us, remember? 
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"The dashing dragon warrior breathed a scorching flame from his snout, then chuckled to himself as he flew into the sunset. 'If you can't stand the heat, don't fight a dragon!'"
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Maud, darling! It's lovely to see you again! Oh! Congratulations on your rocktorate. What are you doing now? 
Talking to you. 
Hey, I got an idea. Let's not tell anypony that part where you maybe, for sure, accidentally helped Starlight enslave a town! Tell nopony! 
This doesn't mean we need to start talking about feelings, does it? 
Heh. No way. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Everypony, stop! I appreciate you sharing your thoughts, but I need everypony to respect mine. Other ponies may be experts in their fields, but animals are my field of expertise. And if I say this is what I want, then this is what needs to happen! Oh, um, for the animals of course. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
But it is you! You love puppet shows and dressing up and taking silly photos and tiny little clown-shaped ice creams! 
Really?! If you still think I like doing this stuff, then maybe you don't know me at all! 
Sweetie Belle, I'm so very proud of the pony you've grown into. 
And I'm proud that no matter what, I'll always be your little sister. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
I met your parents hoping to learn more about you, but I don't like what I found out! I'll find somepony else to do my hero report on. 
Okay, but you might wanna hold onto your wings because this could rock you to your very core. Believe it or not, there was a time when I wasn't the best at everything. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
No! There is no choice! They're the exact same belt! Ugh! This is so silly! Fashion is ridiculous!
They're crunchy, they're sweet, they're delicious. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.")
Oh, you really are a card!
I... Well, I... I-It's not the best feeling. I'm sorry I never noticed that you make fruit faces on pancakes, but nights are long for me. You might be a morning pony, but I am half-asleep. 
You think I don't get tired? I'm exhausted! Oh, I apologize for not noticing flowers in a wall sconce. But by the time I get to retire for the night, I can barely see straight! Even so, I still make an effort to smile! 
And you have it so much worse, do you?! You've spent your evenings flitting around giving ponies lovely dreams! Oh, it sounds just awful! 
Don't presume to know what it is like to govern the dream realm! 
And yet you know exactly what it's like to be me?! Oh, please! 
Enough! 
There! Now you'll know exactly what it's like to... be each other. 
Sorry. It's just, you said "princesses" and "aren't the best" in the same sentence, and it's making me nervous! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Seriously, this is heavy. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
I was afraid that if you saw exactly how different we are, you wouldn't want to be friends anymore. 
What?! Why would you ever think that? 
Because you and I don't make sense to anypony else.
That may be true, but we make sense to me. I never would've thought to make singing ginseng before I met you. But you've opened me up to so many more possibilities and impossibilities. So I guess what I'm trying to say is I like you because you're so different from me. 
You do? 
Of course I do, silly! Besides, what's Discord without a little chaos? ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Are you sayin' our mother was a... Pear?! 
Uh, would it be okay if we stopped by again sometime to hear more stories? ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
It feels like everypony in Equestria is missing the "friendship" part of the friendship journals 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Of course I am, silly! You invited me. And I'm not one to back out of an invitation. Hey, Twilight! Hey, Starlight! 
I have indigestion. Not sure if it's the new diet or stress. Or maybe it's both. 
Hello, I am Ember, daughter of Torch, winner of the Gauntlet of Fire, and lord of all dragons! 
I'm just saying you're both purple ponies with purple hair. You both have cutie marks with sparkly things. 
Why are you still here? Because I'm having trouble leading my pack, so I don't really wanna go home.
Let me talk about this! I... feel... mad. I'm... upset!
And I have no problem telling you what you did was wrong because my friend Ember is helping me be more assertive! 
You guys should be mad at me. I was so worried about how it could go wrong, I didn't even think about how it could go right. Can you forgive me? I really do feel better. So, yeah. I'm good. 
Hah. Me, too. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Oh, apple rot! What are we supposed to do now?! We had games to play and marshmallows to roast at camp! In here, we got nothin'! Through his extraordinary determination and sheer force o' will, Rockhoof more than earned his place in the Mighty Helm. Even though she gave away her physical beauty, she dedicated her life to spreading beauty all over Equestria. Any time you go out of your way to brighten somepony's day by doing something like giving them flowers, you're following in the hoofsteps of Mistmane. 
One taste of the lightning, and the dragons retreated. Flash Magnus' plan worked! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") Well, that's why they're called the "old days", because they're old. We don't do that anymore. There've been a lot of changes since you were here last. I'm trying to start some new activities since the only thing we did before was hunt and patrol. There's theatre, swing dancing, a once-a-week potluck lunch. Ooh! And who can change shape and organize craft time? Hmm? [transformation noise] This 
My soup's too hot!
Oh. It's just, why bother fighting the maulwurf then? You coulda left it alone. 
Oh! Starlight! How could you say that? 
Ugh! What?! That's—! I mean—! But you—! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
No, Pinkie! I can't believe that the greatest author and secret pony adventurer of all time, A. K. Yearling... is retiring! 
I should have known you were just trying to sully my name so that you'd be free to steal whatever you wanted. 
If Somnambula were here today, she would condemn Daring Do for destroying your – our symbol of hope! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Oh, no. I'm afraid I can't fix it before the big shoot. But in time, the hair will grow back from the root. There's no magical cure to hasten us through it, unless you went backward in time to undo it. 
Uh-uh. I think we can both say that's not a good option. 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.")
No. The male bees aren't aggressive around the queen bee, and this mask has the same stripes that she does. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
No way. How can I be airsick? I'm in the water, so it totally cancels out!
Oh, yeah. The cruise ponies are happy. My family is happy. Even Iron Will is happy. 
Once I had Flurry Heart, the line was easier for me to see. You will always have obligations as a princess, but you also have an obligation to yourself. 
Wow. He may be pushy and manipulative, but nopony can say that minotaur isn't prepared. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") You know exactly what I'm talking about! I saw what you did! Well, I didn't see what you did. But I know that you've been fake-eating my pies! You threw away the pie I made for your seventy-third Wonderbolt training session, and I know you secretly somehow got rid of all the other pies I gave you! Admit it! No! Well, not that I can think of off the top of my head. Is it my fault that I don't like pies? And not just Pinkie's pies. All pies! I know how much she loves making pies, and if I told her I didn't like them, it would have crushed her. 
Wait. That smelly circular monstrosity is a pie? ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
How have we never talked about this? We are going antiquing, and you are gonna love it!
Uh, great. Um, would you mind turning around or preferably...leaving the room so I could get changed? I give you...the Unicorn Escape! Just...a sec...One more...twist...and...The Great and Powerful Trixie requires a little assistance.
Nothing. I was trying to have fun doing the one thing I thought we still had in common, but I guess we don't even have that anymore. Starlight and I don't really have a lot in common. Other than feeling different from most ponies. And comedy. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
I've always wondered what happened to Star Swirl. This is quite a discovery, Sunburst.
Fine! I'll race you back to the top. If you win, you can have your pony junk. But if I win, you'll leave and I get to give it to him! Well... nothing when you say it like that. Unless "the most legendary ponies of all time" knew what they were doing, and we shouldn't mess with it.
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Beggin' your pardon, Mr. the Bearded! But Twilight doesn't do anythin' halfway! I guess I'm lucky your idol wasn't around when you decided to be my friend. I might've been banished to limbo, too. 
Huh? There's... a pony in there. 
As long as you don't ask for those essays we owed you before you disappeared. 
It's funny. I thought meeting my idol would give me all the answers I ever wanted. But instead, I forgot what I already knew. Good thing I had a student of my own to remind me. 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Rainbow Dash, right? Gilda told me about you. You're a teacher? Huh. Thought you'd be... cooler. 
But dragons are better than this! Why am I here? Because as Dragon Lord, I'm ordering you to be here! Hey, Spike! Come meet Smoulder. Ocellus! What did we talk about? I told you, stay in your own form. It's the polite thing to do. Sorry, she's shy. 
Where are you going? You're not skipping, are you? It's fine. We know not every pony sees us the way you do. We're used to it. 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") What are you up to, shapeshifter?! 
B-But we're friends! 
You guys! I just found stairs! I'll show you unpredictable! Ugh, fine! If you promise to stop singing, Smoulder can stay! I know you will make the changelings proud, Ocellus. 
Please, Grandpa Gruff? Guess I make a pretty good guidance counselor, huh? ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Technically, they're very different. "See you later" implies an event in the near future wherein we see each other. "Goodbye" expresses good wishes where parting or at the end of a conversation. You'll like him. We have a lot in common. 
I never learned to read! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") I'm not Dragon Charades champion for nothin'! 
You— you— you are terminated, too! 
Whatever. 
Actually, you're, like, totally terminated as well! 
Like, okay. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
I love me some nachos. I'mma set my dentures loose on these vittles until the crumbs cry uncle! Come on, Granny. You know you can't have those. They're super crunchy. Careful when daaaaaanciiiiing!
Do I really have to say anything?
Well, now it's too late. I ruined your trip, and it's the last day ever to ride the Wild Blue Yonder! The line is so long, I'll never get to go on it. 
The gals and I have been talkin', and, well... We think you're a hoot after all! We'd like to invite you to become a permanent member of the Gold Horseshoe Gals! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Whoa! Woo-hoo! Yeah! Whoa! This must be just like flying! Woo-hoo! 
("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") Oh, yes, yes. My Royal Canterlot Voice. Thank you for the reminder, Twilight. It is time for a new day in Equestria! I'm upset because, in all the time we've known each other, I thought I taught you about the importance of friendship, trust, and honesty! 
So...Ahem. Uh, who likes juggling? I'm afraid I haven't much to say, Twilight. All right then. Just listen. You've guided me since I was a filly. You've given me knowledge and advice and friendship. Just once, I wanted to be able to give something back to you. I know what I did was wrong. I should've told you the truth. But I promised you could be in our play. I had to make it work. Nothing would make me feel worse than knowing I disappointed you. 
You had good intentions, Twilight. But you know that the truth is always better than a well-meant lie. Didn't Applejack remind you? Ah! In all the commotion, we forgot we don't have a sun! What do we do?! 
We play charades. 
Gotcha! Maybe I'm not such a bad actress after all. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") Oh. My cutie mark is glowing. My cutie mark is glowing! I know what this means! Why am I yelling?! 
Welcome to Sire's Hollow!
Okay, it's annoying. I get it. 
This is what happens when we don't rehearse! Ugh! Mom! It does not work like that! 
Why couldn't we have been sent to stop a war or something?! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") Now take a good, deep breath. What do you smell? 
Uh, yak? 
Help! Yak not swim! 
That's okay! Your friends can change into creatures that do! 
You were the one doing the "angling"! You were more like fandanglin'! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") Please. Can't you see that that holiday is a commercialized ruse pushed on you by the greeting card industry? 
I... You... This is why I don't like talkin'! Words can hurt! Words hurt! Goodbye, Sugar Belle! 
Wait 'til I tell Spike! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
The molt? Super painful stone scales, fire burps, uncontrollable volume shifts? It's all part of growing up dragon. Congrats! When it comes to breakouts, I've seen all circumstances. But as with the molt smell.. let's not take any chances. What just...happened? Did I just sprout wings? I just sprouted wings! ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.") 
Well, the Cutie Mark Crusaders wanted to go to this school more than anything. So I thought if I showed Headmare Twilight they're bad at friendship, she'd let them come here with me. 
That's devious! I-I mean, I see. ("Don't try to reform me, Hag, because I'm made of cold stone.")
