No, Starkice is the weapon of mass destruction!

"DROP THE CAKE!" the Equestrian Cake Patrol kicked open Twilight's door. "BY ORDER OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, PRINCESS CELESTIA, WE ARE CONFISCATING YOUR CAKE."

Twilight looked at the ECP ponies. Then to the birthday cake in front of her. Ponies. Cake. Ponies. Cake.

"If she wants my cake..." Twilight slowly lifted the entire cake into the air. "Then let her eat cake!"

The ECP ponies' eyes widened as the cake went airborne, heading straight for them.

Giant friendly space-whale burped, sending all the ECP ponies, Twilight, and a large chunk of Ponyville flying out into the void between universes.