Chrysalis, you are the guiding light at the end of every tunnel... but I happen to like the tunnel :Trollestia:
:Boo: oh shoot. uhh, um, um, um um... pocket sand!!! *attempts to throw sand from pocket in the queen's eyes to temporarily blind her, then remembers that otters don't have pockets well fudge. um, you're, um, you, your mane is, um, very hug-able. Alright fine, I'll hug you. What's the worst that could happen, right?