"Twiwighth!" Apple Bloom cried. "Ith not thwath ith lookth like!"
Twilight raised a brow at the filly whose tongue was stuck on the still-still-frozen Discord. Again.
"He goth tuwned intho ice cleam! Ah wanthed to see whath he taste like!"
"Mm-hmm, alright. Don't let me catch you licking him a third time, okay?"
"Okath."