Anyone: Pharynx, why won’t you let me hug you?

Anyone: Is it because I might hug you too hard?

Pharynx: No.

Pharynx: It is because I do not like you.

Cadence: Bye! Don’t forget to eat the lunch I packed for you!

Shining: Don’t talk to strangers.

Spike: If anything happens, send a message and we’ll come pick you up.

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Twilight: If I was looking into having a partner, they’d have to be graceful, intelligent-

Rainbow: I don’t care. *jumps off a cliff but miss judges the jutting edges and falls onto every single on of them as she tumbles*

Twilight:

Twilight:...I want that one.

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Cheerliee: Anyone d-

Sweetie: Depressed?

Apple Bloom: Drained?

Scootaloo: Dumb?

Diamond: Disliked?

Cheerliee:-done with their work...

Rainbow: What’s it called when you have bisexual hands?

Sunset: You mean...ambidextrous...?

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“They fall if you hit them with an axe.”

*seductively takes off glasses* “Wow... “

.//////. “...what?”

“You're really blurry.”

Trixie: You remind me of the ocean.

Starlight: Because I’m deep and mysterious?

Trixie: Because you’re salty and you scare ponies.

“Well, then, I was all like ‘no,’ and then you were like, ’you are!’ And then he was all like, ‘No, but then you are!’ And I was all like, ‘I kind of am.’ So long story short he's kind of my boyfriend right now.”

Pharynx: *coughing violently*

Thorax: Please don’t die.

Pharynx: Don’t tell me what to do.

Trixie: I did meet some of the most insufferable creatures. But they also met me.

Twilight: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck.

“Pharynx, it’s your turn for political appearances this week.”

“I don't speak Ponish.”

Smolder: Do you have a bag I could borrow?

Gallus: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes and those are specifically made to carry the burden of my existence.

Smolder: Literally all you had to do was say no.

Chrysalis: *spewing insults*

Pharynx: It was a devastating, sad attempt to hurl out all the vocabulary she had in her head.

Pharynx: Which impressively came out to a total sum of four.

Thorax: I just ate a clock.

Pharynx: wHAT-

Thorax: It’s very time consuming.

Pharynx:...that joke was bad, and you should feel bad.

Wallflower: When I was twelve I got banned from yahoo answers and when I emailed support to be like “what did I do?” I got a really vague answer that just said “you know what you did” and it still haunts me to this day.

Silverstream: I desire moisture.

Ocellus: Why can’t you say “I want water” like a normal person?

Pharynx, to Thorax: Don’t do anything I would do, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. There is a little grey window in there for you to operate.

*Train leaves in the late afternoon*

Twilight: We ride at dawn b**ches.

Pharynx: “Scorch, keep an eye on Thorax today. He’s going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.”

Scorch: “Sure, I’d love to see Thorax get punched.”

Pharynx: *glaring, in a threatening tone* “Try again.”

Scorch: *sigh* “…I will stop Thorax from getting punched.”

Thorax: Hey I need you to come over for a second.

Pharynx: Why? It’s three in the morning...

Thorax: I’ve done something...bad. Very bad.

Pharynx: Uggh...put the corpse on ice, I’ll be there in a minute.

Thorax: What? No—it’s not...why would I—?