"Hey, don't go spread this around!" implores Twilight as the two fillies make their exits. You kinda hope this doesn't become a big news story. Something like this seems like it should be a private matter, to your mind at least. Twilight picks up the bucket with her magic, pries the lid off, and looks inside. Then she does something unexpected: She snorts with laughter. You wonder why she finds her friends state so funny…then a familiar, scratchy voice rings out: