Typing A Lot Of Things As Cozy Glow

Cozy Glow waddled over to the newly-placed kitchen in the stone complex in desperate need of oranges -- no reason, of course. Slowly opening the fridge, she blinked at the sight of at least a thousand lemons stuffed in it.

“Golly, is Chrysalis stocking up on these again--?”

The hoard of lemons burst from the tiny refrigerator, pinning Cozy underneath a sourly sweet empire of the yellow fruits.

Tirek just then entered the room, sighing and shaking his head at the sight. He turned to leave when Cozy Glow sputtered from beneath the pile. A single lemon shot out of the stack, landing directly on Tirek’s nose. The centaur sighed, flicking off the stupid thing.

Cozy now emerged from the pile, stained lightly with lemon juice and a few seeds. Her creepy smile was still there, twitching. “Well, when life gives you lemons!” she strained to exclaim as an obnoxiously catchy tune rang through the statue..

..which in turn caused the hoard of lemons to imprison the filly again in their evil yellow fortress.