Know your mare, know your mare...
A pause set in from the darkness, bringing the most familiar guest to the stage to look around a moment confused. "...Isn't there usually--"
--Know your mare!
"--three."
Sorry, princess...
...We were waiting on something.
This will be our final meeting after all.
We want it to really count.
"Our last meeting? I've heard that before."
Oh? You hear that from all your one night stands?
WOOOOOOOAH!
"Hah-hah. Referring to me as something shameless. Only original content from you guys..."
Mock it up all you want. It won't stop us from dropping the hammer on you.
Yeah... And we don't even HAVE a hammer. It's figurative.
We're gonna go figurative hammer time all over you.
It's like figurative time... Only with a hammer.
A hammer that's also figurative.
"Do you hear yourselves? You're just saying gibberish."
Twilight Sparkle...
...Thinks we're speaking a different language...
Some scholar she is...
"Gibberish isn't a language. It means nonsense. Gobbledygook."
How dare you...? You know my mother was Gobbledygook...
"No she wasn't... W-was she? I mean... It could have been all things considered..."
Twilight Sparkle...
...rules over Ponyville with an iron hoof...
"First, I do not rule Ponyville. I just live in town. Second, I would never rule over my friends with cruelty."
Twilight Sparkle...
...rules over the bookstore with an iron hoof...
"It's a library, not a bookstore. And I own it. I don't 'rule' over it."
Twilight Sparkle...
...rules over her bedroom with an iron hoof...
"I share my bedroom with Spike equally... And what's with this obsession of me with having a metal hoof?"
Twilight Sparkle...
...in spite of having the title princess doesn't rule over anything...
"Technically you're right. But I would imagine the title of princess is more just a name rather than an actual entitlement. And, if not, maybe Celestia and Luna will give me something to rule over when they find something. Heh."
Twilight Sparkle...
...is pretty...
"...Pretty what?"
Pretty pretty!
"Thanks...?"
You're pretty like Sis.
"Oh. You're sister is pretty. Thank you."
HAH! Gay--! OW! Why'd you hit me?!
Shut up...!
And you're pretty like me mum.
"Uhh... Heh. Wow... Yeah, thank you."
...Why'd you say it like that?
"N-no reason. Your mother is... something to look at alright."
WOAH!
Blank! I think she's back talking your mama!
You gonna take that, shorty?
Guys, guys... It's fine.
"It is? Good. Because I didn't mean anything by--"
No, Twilight. It's fine... After all, your mama's something to look at too.
Twilight Sparkle's mother is so old, when she visits the Crystal Empire, the ponies there say "Hey, I know you!".
YOU JUST GOT PIP'D!
"That is no way to talk about anyone! I thought you were better than you're other degenerate friends."
Sticks and stones may break my bones...
...But your mother's a big dumb horse.
PIP'D!
"I do NOT have to stand around and take this!"
No... No you don't.
But, before you go... Here's your severance package.
Out from the floor before Twilight popped a little podium presenting a piece of paper to the pony. Twilight looked at the paper cautiously at first, but started to read over the writing on it fixedly once she really got into it. "...Wow..."
Mhm...
We'll see you later, Twilight...
That's why we won't say you know Twilight Sparkle JUST yet...
But you will soon... You will...