Pow:

Luna!

Drako:

Tia!

Cannon:

Chrissie!

awkward silence

Cannon:

This is gonna be the best Christmas ever!

Chrissie:

Hi John

Glad you're here

Take me away from this horrible place

Drako:

Dictator! You shall die!

Celestia:

Not before I kill you

Luna:

Get away from me, you creep

Pow:

I still love you Luna

Pinkie means nothing to me



meanwhile



AJ:

Soups on everypony!

We've got apple fritters

apple cake

apple strudel

apple pie

apple turnover…

Badly:

Oh

Deer