Armadillos!
"What."
With a single, magical word, the Little Edgelord transformed yet again. Into an armadillo. Made of cacti. Stuffed inside a shoebox. Inside a large sculpture of a toaster. Atop a--
"WILL YOU FREAKIN' STOP?!"
Hey, that's what you get for being a misbehaving little OC. I guess you could call it... karmadillo.
"Wh-- No. No. Stop it."
No.
"WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!"
Because ha. It's honestly kinda funny watching you trying to figure out how to armadillo.
"Turn me back. NOW."
Fine, fine, Snarkface. Geez, you don't have to get pushy about it. With sudden newfound abilities originating from a slightly-radioactive cupcake that somehow made its way into Pinkie's cupcakes, Butter Knife suddenly had the ability to transform as much as she pleased into anything she wished!
"Ha. You fool. Do you know what you've just done? With a single thought, I shall now transform myself into the most fearsome creature you will ever lay your eyes upo--"
That is... anything she wished as long as it looked adorable. Holy crap, Greased Sword, are you a cute Cthulhu?!
"This is not what I asked for."
Hey, it's a thing, alright? I'll even add a single exception to what I said.
"Oh, really?"
You can turn into anything you want to as long as it's cute, or it's your original form. There. Happy now?
"ARE YOU SAYING I'M NOT CUTE?!"
Is that saying something, Slickstick? And here I thought you didn't like being called cute.
"I--I don't!" Butter Knife stammered in embarrassment as she transformed back to her old alicorn self, blushing the entire time. "I-- hey! Stop narrating me and stuff!"