King Sombra: Suddenly, being shattered into a million pieces by my own thralls sounds merciful compared to being the prisoner of this clownish buffoon.

Prince Blueblood: You're just jealous because I have the amulet.

King Sombra: At least I am not an upper-class nincompoop.

Prince Blueblood: Well, at least I wasn't beaten by a baby dragon.

King Sombra: Nooooo.... you were defeated by cake frosting.



*Flashback to the Best Night Ever*



Rarity (covered in cake after being used as a shield by Blueblood): You, sir, are the most UNCHARMING prince I have EVER met! In fact, the only thing royal about you is that you are a royal pain!

Prince Blueblood: Eww! Stay back! I just had myself groomed!

Rarity: Afraid to get dirty?! (shakes the cake frosting off of herself and onto Blueblood, making him stagger and fall over)