“Celestia straddled the prone form of her former student and licked her lips. A small scare was all it took to upend the top heavy, costumed mare Gotcha.  
Twilight gaped up at her Wh-bu-muh-pr-Celestia!  
Hmm, you do look quite scrumptious, Twilight. We might have to be fashionably late for Lunas party while I sample your baked goods  
Beneath the looming figure of the larger princess, Twilight squirmed and flailed, the thick flat back of her costume making her struggles resemble an overturned turtles. Pr-Celestia!  
Celestia made her move and Twilights body fell limp save for an excited kick by her rear left leg. In the euphoric fog that slowly filled her mind as Celestia reached for the zipper on the suit, the small alicorns last coherent thought was that shed have to let Pinkie Pie pick out all of her Nightmare Night costumes from now on.”