"Love stock?" Chrysalis sighed, worriedly watching her children scurry to and fro.

"Check." Thorax replied, never glancing away from the clipboard.

"Freely available love resources?"

Thorax frowned. "Noooooo. We've already utilized all of our current resources to their limit."

"That's bad."

"Yup." Thorax replied, tapping his chin with the quill, "If only there was a convenient marriage of a hypothetical 'Alicorn of Love' that we could try to feed off of..."

Chrysalis facehoofed.

"Thorax?"

"Yes, mother?"

"You're an imbecile."

"Oh."