"FOR THE LAST TIME, SWEETIE--" Rarity screeched, "YOU DO NOT BARBECUE THE CEREAL! HOW DID YOU SET CAST-IRON ON FIRE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"
Sweetie Belle shrugged. Sweetie Giraffe loomed.
The grill spat another flaming ball of frosted flakes at some poor unsuspecting passerby.
Three and a half kilometers away, Twilight Sparkle groaned as Discord dressed up for Equestria's biggest bonfire™.