Twilight: *dreams peacefully**door slowly creaks open*Mario: Oh...! (Sheesh, out of all the places she-a could sleep, she picks-a the middle of the floor?)Starlight: Shhhh! Quiet. Let's just tiptoe in, grab that cookbook, and sneak back out. She's been reading those things all night last night.Mario: Why-a? I mean, I always-a knew she was a bookworm, but-a why all this-a?Starlight: *quietly* Well, she told me she was going to look for new clues on where the Nightmare Forces come from, and why. Nopony else I know could handle digging through that much literature to pick up the pieces of this puzzle. Twi, though... she was born for this. It's like an instinct to her...Mario: Yeah... *picks up a book* Okay, I got-a the cookbook. Let's-a go make-a that hay pasta.Starlight: I know humans aren't used to eating hay. But I still think, if we heat it enough, it'll taste and feel just like noodles.*As the two creep out, Twilight stirs.*Twilight: Mrrrr… Mario...Mario: *gets a panicked face* Oh, no...!Twilight: Mario... zzzzz… Mario is my... B.B.B.F.F. II...Mario: I'm-a... speechless... Does-a she really think-a that way...?Starlight: I bet she does. C'mon, let's leave her to her royal nap.*Outside the room...*Mario: Whoa... I can't-a believe what I just-a heard in there... Starlight: Yeah... So, if Twilight really does see you as an adopted brother... what would that make me? A really hot foster sister, maybe...? Mario: W-Well, I guess... If you wanted...Starlight: *kisses him on cheek* Such a way with words... Now come on, red-cap. We have a feast to make.Mario: I hope-a this works. It would-a be nice if there was some kind of pony food-a I CAN eat. Living on-a cakes, sweets, and-a mushrooms left-a me a little jittery.Starlight: You know fruits and veggies exist, right? Mario: ……………………*smacks forehead* D'oh!