Lyra: I wish I was queen of world!  
Bon Bon: Nooooo! Not that wish!!

Lyra: I wish for 200 bits!  
Next day  
Compinsationer: ms Lyra is it, I regret to inform you that your wife, bon bon fell into a vat of candy mix during her job  
Lyra:(gasp)is she alright  
Compinsationer: …  
Lyra:(whisper) no  
Comp: on behalf of trip’n’balls ltd we would like to offer you a compensation  
Lyra:… h-how much  
Comp: 200 bits  
Lyra:(passes out)  
10 days later  
Lyra:(crying) I miss her so much. The paw! (Grabs it off drawer) I wish for bon-bob back!  
At graveyard 2 miles away there is a disturbance of the soil under a grave labeled ‘bon-bon, beloved wife’

Down to the pith ’elmet, what. Loving this.

It had a spell put on it by an old unicorn. A very holy pony.

I’m not sure if this is meant to be creepy, but it is.

dat is one mother of a face