"I'm going to give you one last chance to surrender." said Twilight.
"Surrender..." thought Pinkie aloud. "Surrender... No, I don't think I will."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Most definitely." said Pinkie. "I'm not just gonna give up right here and now because some pony doesn't like the way I do things."
"The way you do things?" asked Twilight. "You're a mass murderer, Pinkie. That's very frowned upon... Everywhere."
"Oh, look at you talk." said Pinkie. "Thinkin' you know everything."
"I know that no place welcomes mass murderers."
"Maybe not." said Pinkie. "But I'll think of something."
"So, you've made your decision, then?" asked Twilight.
"Yes, Twilight." said Pinkie. "Yes, I have."
"Good." said Twilight, turning and walking towards the door.
"Good?" asked Pinkie. "Good?"
"Yeah." said Twilight. "It makes doing this a whole lot easier." she stopped at the door. "COME GET HER!" she yelled.
"What are you--" Pinkie started.
Just then, three Royal Guards burst into the room and tackled Pinkie Pie. Celestia entered the room and stood next to Twilight.
"I'm proud of you." said Celestia. "You've led us to Pinkie and you managed to save your firneds and Ponyville."
"Thanks, Princess." said Twilight. "But I didn't do it alone."
Celestia spotted Trixie.
"Trixie." said Celestia.
"Your Highness." said Trixie, bowing.
"I want to thank you personally for helping out. I understand it must have been hard for you to come back."
"Yeah." said Trixie. "It was."
"Well, I'm very grateful for all you've done."
Trixie smiled as the guards dragged Pinkie Pie outside, kicking and screaming.