“Twilight Sparkle, you have five minutes- exactly five fucking minutes- to get that pathetic excuse for a cake out of my kitchen, clean up this mess, and get out of my house.”

Twilight cannot cake.
 
That’s alright, though.

Well, I’m glad everypony likes it.. But I think I’ll leave the baking to Pinkie next time.

Twi it’s, …Perfect. C’mere Lemme hug you honey.

awwww, come on, lets get you cleaned up then we can have cake.

Note for Twilight: even if written in the books, algorythms like recipes aren’t always easy to perform.

daww, thank you twi.

Awwww, c’mere and let me give you a big hug for the cake!

Awww, I love it! C’mere you!