Wait? Even me? Mmm hmm. Seriously? I love you. I am strong friends with you too.  
This makes no sense at all. Someday when you’re older you will understand. Well- I’m pretty old now.  
How old do I have to be? I don’t know. 12? In pony years? Dog years? Months? Heh. I dunno.  
Rarity, the season’s almost over and we don’t have a bad guy lined up. But we just finished episode 12!  
I just want to let you know that I’m your mother. Also here’s a horn; you’ve earned it.  
Uh… I already have a horn. Fine; you want a second tail, a pair of wings, or an extra pair of legs?  
That second tail sounds lovely. Got an extra liver in there? I got a massive cider contest coming up.  
Eh… sure, why not? I have a degree in biomancing; I may as well put it to work. I regret asking for just a pair of wings now.  
I know, right? We have horns; we can probably just levitate or teleport to wherever-the-heck we want.