I like that Dinky somehow has a “I’m getting too old for this shit…” look on her face.

“My muffin!”
 
“MY Muffin!”
 
‘MY MUFFIN!”
 
“Uh, mom?”
 
“THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!”
 
“HIGHLANDER SUCKS!”
 
“ONLY THE MOVIES! THE TELEVISION SERIES WAS GROUNDBREAKING STORYTELLING!”
 
“HIGHLANDER THE RAVEN LASTED A SEASON, AND THE MADE-FOR-TV SEQUELS WERE HORRENDOUS!”
 
“OH, IT’S ON NOW!”
 
“Mom? Mom?”
 
“There’s only one way to settle this! Dinky, YOU’RE MY SECOND!”
 
‘MOM! “
 
“…WHAT?”
 
“Mom, listen. It’s four in the morning, and no, I’m not–okay, okay, you know what? Screw it, I’m in. sigh I’ll get your luchador masks, the referee’s shirt and my whistle, best two out of three pins, no biting, and the toolbelt stays in the closet this time.”
 
“LET’S DO THIS!”
 
Note: reprinted from elsewhere. Enjoy, hopefully. Or don’t. It’s all good.

[Wings of Iron by Therewolf Media plays]
 
Human Derpy: about to grab a poppyseed muffin from the muffin basket
 
Pony Derpy: also about to grab the poppyseed muffin
 
Both Derpy’s grab the muffin at the same time at the point where they look between each other and the muffin*
 
Human Derpy: looks at Pony Derpy “Who are YOU?”
 
Pony Derpy: looks at Human Derpy “I was going to ask YOU the same thing. It doesn’t matter, Fork over that muffin!”
 
Human Derpy: “What? No! I touched it, fair and square!”
 
Pony Derpy: in a Rubberfruit manner “No way, Jose! That muffin is mine!”
 
Human Derpy: challenges Pony Derpy to a fight to the death “Over MY dead body!”
 
The two Derpy’s begin fighting each other with their hands/hooves as well as knives, pots, a spatula, a few frying pans (large, medium or small) and even a broom until the background music ends with (Human) Dinky coming downstairs into the kitchen, irritated by the intense ruckus
 
Dinky: “Mommy? Are you down her…?” sees Pony Derpy “Mommy! Who let a pony that looks like you into the house?! Good lord!”
 
Both Derpy’s: checking their surroundings, which they knew the whole kitchen was a mess “Oops! Our bad!”
 
TF2 Sniper: “The end”

Dinky be like: Mom? It’s 5:23 (what the time on the clock looks like to me) am. Why are you- pauses Mom? Why and how is there a Pegasus in here?

Poor Dinky.

Derpy (the pony) looks vicious as hell. D:

Dinky: “Really? At this hour??”

that is one tough muffin.

Dinky: ….Not this shit again.

You gotta shaaaaare. You gotta caaaaare.