Q: Ember: Mornin' Rare mind.

Applejack: What are ya'll doin in mah barn?

EMBER: WE'VE BEEN SPOTTED, ABORT MISSION.

Ember grabs Rare mind's hand and runs away.

Ember: Phew. I'm glad we got away in time. Applejack is not going to be happy.

A: Rare mind: I should have mentioned this before, but Applejack is legaly my step mom. Now, do you feel sick at all?