“No Starlight Glimmer, that’s a bad Starlight Glimmer!” Sunset shouted.
Starlight rubbed the spot on her head where she was just whacked repeatedly. “Ooooowww!” She moaned. “Why’d you do that for?!”
“Starlight! You can’t just use magic to solve all your problems!”
Starlight frowned. “… What about just a little magi—”
‘WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!’
“BAD STARLIGHT GLIMMER! BAD!”
“GHA! Right in the snout!” Starlight said as she raised her forehooves over her snoot.
… And later …
“BAD TWILIGHT SPARKLE! BAD!”
“AH! Sunset?! Why?!”
“YOU STOP PRESENTING FRIENDSHIP AS A BUNCH OF QUESTS TO BE CHECKED OFF ONE BY ONE! THAT’S A BAD TWILIGHT SPARKLE!”