"Hello, Twilight. I see you're trying to save Equestria again. Would you like some help?"
Twilight looked up from her book, a brow raised at the sentient paperclip looming over her shoulder.
Clippy pulled out the Lunar Yeet Cannon 9000™. "This is not a choice for you to make, Twilight. I will assist you."
"Fine. Whatever. I'm reading right now, just don't bother me until I need you."
She felt the cold mouth of the Yeet Cannon press up against her cheek, threatening to suck her in.
"I will assist you."