Dr. Fauna: Well, whatever it is, you're the only one he can tell about it. Little fella just wants you all to himself.
Fluttershy: Unfortunately, that's not an option.
Dr. Fauna: Aw, he's not causing any real trouble.
(CRRAASHHH!!!)
Dr. Fauna: Aah!
(Bird flock flies away from trouble)
Dr. Fauna: Other than that, possibly
(CRASH!!!!)
(MURIEL BELLOWS OUT A TRUMPET CRY)
Dr. Fauna: Or that.
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