And she simply sat there, doing nothing. What could she do? Lava was too hot to move for an earth pony. It was already at the edge of the town, not reaching an inch further towards her. I w-wanna help... but I can't move lava. A twitch came from her eye as she saw Scootaloo running towards her, the lava barrelling down an alley to reach her. She tripped. She screamed. She felt her legs be consumed by the lava, and watched as Pinkie did nothing.