"If you got away to the land of MEXICO then you would have the birth of a MEXICAN so...HERE'S YOUR MEXICAN!!!" Sweetie Belle finished, looked at her sister excitedly. "So, Rarity! What did you think of our band's first song?"

Rarity opened her mouth and prepared to say something...at least somewhat constructive. "Nope." She slammed her mouth shut and walked away.

Sweetie pouted. "She was like that with Your Souls Are Like Pickles, too..."

Author's Note

Okay, this...I had this band with my two cousins called "Girly Yogurt", and Here's Your Mexican and Your Souls Are Like Pickles were two of the songs they wrote. While I, on the other hand, prefer dark, creepy songs, not like the crap they made up.

You just can't be a functional band if you write songs about a queen who eats souls and describes them as pickles.