Trixie: "When Trixie plays the game of thrones...she just wins."



Twilight: "Get out of my chair Lulamoon, and get that sticker off!"



Trixie: "How dare you make demands of your queen, Sparkle! I should have you thrown in the dungeons!"



Twilight: "If you were my queen, I'd exile myself rather than bend the knee. Also, I don't have a dungeon."



Trixie: "You do now, peasant."



Twilight: "What.did.you.do?"



Trixie: "Just tossed out a bunch of old Frankensteed props from the basement to make room."



Twilight: O-O! "Those 'props' were my laboratory equipment you diseased maniac!"



*Twilight bursts into flames and charges up a spell*



Trixie: "Um...I abdicate. See ya Sparky!"



*Twilight chases a fleeing Trixie out of the map room*