Thread:Transformersprimefan/@comment-25512318-20171016022845/@comment-25512318-20171016160405

Pythor P. Chumsworth: Well, of course I'm sick. The white skin? The purple scales and hands? These sneezes? Could somebody find me a fainting couch?

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Rarity: What?

Bumblebee: [beeps] (translation:

[Pinkie Pie and Smokescreen

Pythor P. Chumsworth: How charming, thank you. I can't stop sneezing and wheezing. In short... I need help. [whines]

Rainbow Dash: If you're so 'sick', why have you come here instead of, y'know, staying home in bed and getting over your weird illness?

Arcee:

Pythor P. Chumsworth: [sneezes] [blows nose] Because this condition has left me helpless, simply helpless! Why, I can barely lift a spoon.

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[Applejack and Bulkhead

Pythor P. Chumsworth: I came to find one of the two ponies who truly understand me and could nurse me back to health. Where is that dear, sweet Twilight? I need attention! I need some care! I need--