"STATE UR PURPOSE," Robo CelestikirenraliCORNgoat boomed. "OR BE CORNED."
"Please, my son!" Princess Celestia cradled a half-eaten burrito in her forelegs as she knelt before the savior Equestria clearly didn't want, but most certainly needed. "He is very sick!"
The burrito gave a weak cough. It lifted a soggy flap of tortilla wrap and gently caressed Celestia's cheek. "It's okay mama, I was a good burrito. I destroyed the toilet using only half my power."
"UR PURPOSE IS VALID," Robo CelestikirenraliCORNgoat boomed again. "YOUSE SON WILL RECEIVE EXTRA LIFE."
Robo CelestikirenraliCORNgoat started choking something up before regurgitating a Super Mario Bros™ one-up mushroom. She immediately mashed it into a fine paste on the marbled ground and smeared the results of her efforts across the burrito.
"Oh! Bless you forever!" Celestia hailed Robo CelestikirenraliCORNgoat. "Bless you to the sun and back! My son is healthy once more thanks to you!"
The once-again inanimate burrito dropped to the floor.
Celestia stared at it.
Robo CelestikirenraliCORNgoat stared at it.
"Is anypony gonna eat that?" Luna peered out from the vents.
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