: KILL IT WITH FIRE!
: Can do!
: Spike!
: Um, Twilight, do you think you could change her back into a blue jay?
: I’ll try. I think the spell will wear off by itself anyway.
: You think? You mean to tell me ya turned an innocent critter into an orange and you ain’t even sure you can reverse it?
: That is pretty mean, Twilight. The poor thing doesn’t even have eyes, or ears, or a heart, or, or how is she even flying?
: Magic? Anyway, I wasn’t aiming at the blue jay…
: Tell Applejack what you were aiming at, Twilight.
: …I was aiming at an apple.
: WHAT?
