"Fus Ro Dah!" Roared the mighty dragon, rolling his tong over each word as he felt the power of his people's ancient language surge through him. Soon all the world will bow to his greatness or be destroyed by it. For no one could scare or control the great and terrible...
"SPIKE!" Yelled Twilight Sparkle from the top of the stairs of their tree house. "I know you're enjoying you people's power, but what did I tell you about practicing in doors? You're going to get hurt. Also its way past your bed time so get your scaly green butt up here right now mister."
"Ah but Twilight, I'm finally getting the hang of Fus Ro Dah. Can I get just five more minuets to master it?" Pleaded Spike. "Please."
"No way Spike, you're going to cause a book case to fall on you or something."
"No buts. Now get up here and go to bed."
"Ok. Ok." Mumbled the great and terrible dragon as he marched up the stair case to lay down in his basket before his adopted pony mother grounded him.
"And don't forget to put away your weapons and armor, I don't want to stub my hoof again."