"ACK!" Twilight screeched, clutching her hoof in pain, "MY HAND! IT HURTS!"

"Twilight." Spike deadpanned in return, "You don't even have hands."

The mare glared at Spike. "Well, if I did, then that's the reason why I'm writhing in pain!"

Spike raised a brow. "Having hands hurts you?"

"No... but writing too long with them does!"

"Y'know," Spike began, "ever thought about using your horn to write instead of your hooves?"

The sound of Twilight's face hitting her desk proceeded to reverberate throughout Equestria.