"Hey, Granny Smith!" called Apple Bloom cheerfully, opening the door to her grandmother's bedroom, "Ah just got back from school and..."
Suddenly she froze in place.
"Why, Granny..." the filly said uneasily, "What big eyes you have."
She started to back up.
"What big ears you have!" Apple Bloom stated, starting to look terrified.
She backed up once more.
"What big teeth you have!" she cried in horror.
"This is why you're ma least favourite grandchild." Granny Smith huffed, rolling over in bed to hide her face.