SUNSTONE: Ha, we can't.
STARLIGHT RAY: How did you do it?
SUNSTONE: Nothing special, guys. A powder, based on phosphorus, I made it myself.
RAINFALL: Stupid idea. You could burn your hand.
SUNSTONE: You are just saying that because it scared you, Gloomy Face.
RAINFALL: I… I wasn't scared, I was… surprised! And stop calling me "Gloomy Face"!
SUNSTONE: Okey-dokey. But speaking of "faces" — you should have seen the look on your face that moment! Priceless!
DISCORD: I like this guy.
SWEETIE BELLE: Sunstone, listen, you may find it funny, but it is dangerous to experiment with chemicals on your own, you should…
DISCORD: What a funkiller.
SWEETIE BELLE: I heard… (gets trapped in the crystal)
DISCORD: There, much better.
BUTTIN MASH: Umm, Sweetie Belle? You alright?
AMBER EARRING: Auntie? Oh, Mr. Discord, release my auntie Belle, please.
DISCORD: (sighs) Everything for my witch.
SUNSTONE: Okay, to the pumpkin throwers now? Bet no one can beat my record! (foals run away)
SWEETIE BELLE: (becomes free) ..that! Huh, where are they?
BUTTON MASH: Sweetie…
SWEETIE BELLE: What?
BUTTON MASH: Your top.
SWEETIE BELLE: Huh? Yikes!!! (quickly covers herself) DISCORD!!! Oh, unfair universe, why do you hate my tops so much?!
BUTTON MASH: I guess the universe thinks that hiding some things is a crime against nature.
SWEETIE BELLE: Ugh…