Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh dear.
Well, day air's even drier.
Uh... which is the salad and which is the appetizer again?
Uh... Almost always.
It was the Chevy's fault! Hey, clean that!
Or banish you and then throw you in a dungeon in the place that she banishes you to.
Look, Philomena. I brought a fellow feathered friend by to cheer you up.
No! It's my fault!
A thousand pardons, Your Majesty.
The mayor has requested an audience with me.
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove!!!
What's this soup over here? Smells delicious.
Beg your pardon!
Aromatherapy?
Oh, never mind. I'm not hungry.
What in tarnation?!
If we hurry, we can put her back before anypony even realizes she's missing.
Didn't you, boy?
...but you have got to return Princess's pet!
Ooh, I-I mean, esteemed guests.