Weeks later, Twilight Sparkle was gently banging her head against a desk in her castle library. "Thousands of ponies have tried to find a cure for Inadequate Earth Pony Syndrome. They've all failed."
Spike put his arm around her shoulder. "But you're a genius, Twilight!"
"Those thousands of ponies who failed? I'm one of them."
"I know you can do it, Twilight!"
"How do you know I can do it? You DON'T know. Because I'm a failing failed failure."
"Ah, don't put yourself down, Twilight."
"Nopony can do it. It's impossible to cure IEPS."
"Ah, Twi, You just have to believe in yourself--"
"I mean really impossible. Why, it would be easier to..."
Twilight got a slightly crazed light in her eyes.
"Yes! THAT might work. I only promised to try to help. I never promised that little filly not to do what most ponies think is impossible."
"Twilight...should I be worried?"
"Worried? Let's see if I'm the greatest scientific genius ever in the history of Equestria! Then you can decide whether to be worried!"
"So maybe I should be worried," Spike said.