Here’s the dialogue… by Israel Yabuki
 
Rarity: Hey, unhand my Epsilon, you prude!
 
Sunny: What makes you think he’s yours?
 
Rarity: He happens to be my boyfriend. You have no right trying to steal my Wolfie!
 
Sunny: Like hell, he’s yours. And who are you to call him your Wolfie?
 
Rarity: I can call him my Wolfie anytime, now unhand him or I’ll make you let go!
 
Sunny: I dare you to even try, sister!
 
Rarity And just who are you calling “sister,” sister?”
 
Epsilon: Girls, come on, stop or you’ll both get half of me… literally!
 
Israel: STOP!!! Let go of him, girls, or you’re gonna rip him apart! This ain’t the mature way to handle this!
 
Rarity: O…kay? What am I seeing?
 
Sunny and Rarity: Stay out of this! He’s mine!