You wiggle your butt for extra point making.
Putting hoof to mouth, the stripey gasps. “How inappropriate for a young filly, Your mother I must inform hastily!”
Then she is grabbing your ear and pulling. You dragged back to Ponyville where your actions are spoken to family. Mother claims you angel who cannot do wrong and begins crusade against books for corrupting youth.
When motion fails to go anywhere in three month, she lock you away. You become the safest from all bad world stuff. Unfortunately, you are also safe from cutie mark getting.
But when finally you are getting too much age, you get it in being soccer mommed.
BICTORY END?