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Deputy Mare:
I'll call in the Mayor to tell him about your hideout and explain what happened. See if I could call in an extraction team to properly escort you off the premises and take you in for processing...
Firehorn Henchmare:
You won't see the LAST of ME, ya dang rats!! Once that bubble magic runs out, we'll just come back even STRONGER! And once we do, I'm gonna napalm EVERYPONY you love into cinders!!! Just you WAIT!!!
Inspector Mare:
Ma’am, you should try running more laps in prison instead of running your mouth with a horn stuck in your throat…
Firehorn Henchmare:
EERRGGHH!!!!