Pow Qwester:  
Help! Jay, you gotta help me!  
John Samer:  
What is it this time?  
Pow Qwester:  
It’s the fluffies! They’re breeding out of control!  
Fluffies:  
Nyu daddeh make more sketties! More sketties! More sketties!  
picks up Pow and carries him off  
Pow Qwester:  
Tell Luna I put a camera in her bedroom to watch her sleeping~!  
John Samer:  
Now that’s just creepy.  
Well, let’s see.  
Food isn’t a problem but I need a race of beings that breed equally fast who can look after them. If only there was some sort of creature that would benefit from infinite supplies of love and affection.  
some time later  
Chrissie:  
I can’t thank you enough Samer. With all the love these creatures have for anyone who cares for them our kind shall never go hungry again.  
John Samer:  
and you’ll keep your side of the bargain. Never to terrorize the ponies of Equestria?  
Chrissie:  
Oh course. Why would us changelings need to feed on the love of ponies when we have fluffies.  
John Samer:  
two crises that cancel each other out. A great ending to this story.  
You haven’t seen Pow BTW  
Chrissie:  
last i saw him he was saying goodbye to the fluffies. one by one.  
John Samer:  
oh god! the way they breed he’ll be there forever!