PINKIE PIE: Forget Sugarcube Corner! (PINKIE TAKES OFF FLUTTERSHY’S SHOE) This is personal!
(FLUTTERSHY BEGINS FEELING PINKIE PIE’S TONGUE DRAG UP HER SOLE)
FLUTTERSHY: AHH! AHH! AHHH!
(FLUTTERSHY FREES HERSELF THEN MOUNTS PINKIE PIE, TAKING A PENCIL OUT AND ERASING HALF OF PINKIE PIE’S NAMETAG)
PINKIE PIE: NOOO! MY NAME’S NOT KIIIIIIIIIEEE!!!
(THEY STRUGGLE WITH EACH OTHER UNTIL THEY’RE LOCKED IN A GRAPPLE)
FLUTTERSHY: I don’t like you!
PINKIE PIE: I don’t like you more!
FLUTTERSHY: I never liked you!
PINKIE PIE: I a thousand times never liked you!
FLUTTERSHY: Pink!
PINKIE PIE: Yellow!
(THEY STRUGGLE INTENSELY UNTIL THEIR SKIRTS RIP AND DROP, REVEALING THEIR COLORED UNDERWEAR)
FLUTTERSHY: (GASP) … Yellow…!
PINKIE PIE: … Pink?
FLUTTERSHY & PINKIE PIE: … You do care!
(AFTER EMBRACING AND MAKING UP)
FLUTTERSHY: Let’s promise never to fight again, Pinkie!
PINKIE PIE: Yeah, ’Shy!
(Pinkie Pie continues to lick Fluttershy’s foot)
Fluttershy: AAAAAAH!
(Apple Juice comes out of nowhere from Fluttershy and she smiles sexily)
Fluttershy: Ahhhhhhhhhh. Oh Yeah. That feels good. That’s the spot. Down a little. Ahh. Huh-huh. Yeah.