Bacon and Hobbes: The Purple Doll.

"All right Bacon. Just a little more. You're doing really good!"

Bacon's plan of world dominance was still in full swing, but she had to learn how to walk properly before she could trample her enemies underneath her hooves. "Left hoof right hoof left hoof right hoof." Bacon chanted, trying to keep herself in a proper rhythm, aiming straight towards Twilight's chest.

"Come on Bacon. Just a few more steps." Twilight stated, trying her best to encourage the struggling filly, in a motherly tone.

"Shut up woman, I know how to do this!" Bacon replied, focusing on walking in a straight line. Her legs, however, refused to comply, and she fell, face first, right onto the unforgiving floor.

With her face still planted firmly into the floor, Hobbes took out a pin and opened up Bacon's notebook. "So how does it feel to be a horse? Did that hurt more than it usually does?" Hobbes asked, as he thought of other occasions when Bacon's face had opportunities to become more acquainted with the ground.

Bacon weakly pulled herself up, with her wobbly legs barely offering any support to her scrawny frame. "Well I can't see directly in front of me. I guess thats why ponies have big eyes." Bacon stated, wondering how Twilight got around with that huge horn on her head without bumping into everything in sight. "And the pain? It's actually not that bad!"

"Really?" Bacon was a tough girl, but Hobbes knew that she wasn't the best when it came to handling pain.

"Yeah." Bacon replied, rubbing a hoof against her eyes, which were forming small tears. "It downgraded from blinding pain, to crippling agony." Bacon finished her sentence with a small sniffle, trying to hide her tears from prying eyes.

Bacon didn't have time to utter another word, however,as she was met with a tight hug by Twilight, who pulled the sad filly against her chest with her wings. "It's all right. Most fillies fall down on the first day." Twilight whispered, as she attempted to console the sniffling filly.

"It's not t-that you d-dumb pony." Bacon whimpered in between little sniffles. "How am I supposed to take over the world if I can't even walk!? I can't bathe in the blood of the innocent when they're all laughing at me!"

"Bombs?" Hobbes suggested, before giving a glaring Twilight an innocent shrug. "Just trying to help."

Twilight ignored the tiger, who was trying to hide his face behind the notebook, and looked down at the bacon, who had buried her face in a patch of Twilight's lavender fur. "Bacon, I promise that, once you learn how to pull off a decent trot, you'll be able to take over the world in no time!" Twilight exclaimed, as she gave Bacon a big grin, which was brimming with confidence and kindness.

"You really think so?" Bacon asked, wiping tears away from her big, blue eyes.

"Of course!" Twilight exclaimed, patting her hoof against her chest. "I am a princess of magic, after all!"

"And I spent all this time thinking that your dad was a big sissy." Hobbes huffed, rolling his eyes at the so called "heart warming scene" of mare and filly sharing a quick hug.