“Based on the evidence presented, the jury has come to a verdict.” Wind Flash stood up on the table, gesturing towards her “jury” of stuffed animals before pointing at the mare before her. “You are GUILTY!”
 
”Oh, woe is me!” Primrose feigned a dramatic faint, but couldn’t help cracking a smile. “What have I done?”
 
”Order in the court!” Wind banged her inflatable hammer on the table like a gavel. “You ate the last cookie! The very cookie you said I could eat! I know because you had crumbs on your face earlier, and your breath still smells like cookies!”
 
Primrose suppressed a giggle. “Alright, ma fille. You’ve got me. What is my sentence?”
 
“You have to make me TWO cookies now! And you can’t have any of them!”
 
”Okay, my little lawyer-“
 
”That’s Judge Wind Flash to you!”
 
”Okay, Judge Wind Flash. I’ll make you more cookies,” Primrose smiled good-naturedly and led her daughter into the kitchen. “Once again, you’ve restored justice in Equestria.”