Mike: (wailing) D'AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGH!!! I WANT TO EAT HEATHER!!!
Chris: Twilight, tell me what's wrong?
Mike: I was extremely hungry, and I wanted to eat Heather!!! But I can't!! (countinues weeping)
Chris: There, sis, there! And cheer up, okay?
7 minutes later
(Mike was stuck in a cold, comfy closet)
Kamina: Hey, babe, wanna play dodgeball?
Mike: NEVER YOU CLEVER!!!
Kamina: ALWAYS!!! Okay, sportists, let's kill Mike!
Eveyone else: EEEEEEYYYYYUUUUUUPPPP!!!
Coach: (blows whistle) CHAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!!
Yoko: We are the........BAD INHALERS!!!!
Kamina: Sorrie...but what?
Mike: Bad inhalers?! Bad who?
Kamina: Forward march!!
Everyone else: MARCH!!!!
( big green tennis ball hits Filly Twilight Sparkle!! )
Mike: (falls of 1000ft cliff) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Kamina: Duh...we lost Mike.
Yoko: I know.
Everyone else: INCREDIBLE!!! FAREWELL!!!
Kamina and everyone else aren't Mike's friends, but enemies.