‘I swear, one day that Pear is gonna find himself a nasty accident.’
Twilight sighed. ‘I bet he’s over there saying the exact same thing about you right now.’
‘You think?’ Smith smiled slyly. ‘That’s Intent, that is. That’s illegal.’
‘Quite.’
‘If anything happens to me, be sure and sue him, alright? Next time I stub my hoof, thats five thousand bits.’
‘There’s a sofa leg just there. Anypony could...trip...and fall onto...like that...oops.’ She batted her eyes. ‘Save me?’
The door flew open with a crack! ‘Ma, I’m home!’
Smith grinned and helped her up. ‘Alright, sugarcube! How was school?’