"Here we are in Pretty, Pretty Princess Land. Where the sun shines all the time, unless we want a rainy day."
"Giving plenty of mud for the monster trucks to hold their rally and crush some cars! Vroom!"
"As I was saying, the daffodil fields are in full bloom, providing the perfect carpet for the Precious Ponies to scamper and run. Re-hee-hee-hee!"
"Until it's covered in blood by the soldiers who fall on the battlefield.! Bang, bang! Tat-atat-tat! Uhhhh!"
"But, but there's also Tiny Town with its rows of quaint, little homes and homely businesses. And in the middle of it all, are the little children playing in the playground. With slides and ladders. Tire swings and monkey bars. A sandbox and-"
"But none of that matters when the evil Charbnox and his hordes of evil minions tear up the town and slaughter the inhabitants! Help us, please help us! There's nowhere for you to run! Mu-ha-ha-ha!"
"Or, or we can visit The Enchanted Forest, with its wonderful inhabitants who make their homes in the trees and live in perfect harmony with nature."
"But it all comes to an end when a massive horde of ogres, orcs and goblins run amok and trash the sleepy, little village! And there's nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide! Rawr!"
"Alright, this has to stop."
"Why, what's wrong?"
"We can't play with my toys and your toys if you're going to behave so roughly."
"But I have to. It's how you play with them. Haven't you seen the commercials?"
"Well, we're not playing that way."
"Why do you get to make the rules?"
"Because I said so, and if you don't like it you can get out of my room!"
"It's my room too!"
"Not when I need it, it's not!"
The door bursts open. "Knock it off, both of you! Either you get along or you'll both be decorating separate corners!"
Together. "Yes mom."