[Oh, look, it's Q. And he looks semi-annoyed.]

Before you start, no, I haven't switched with "anypony". Which is a good thing, because I don't trust the lot of you with what I have. Now, then: I'm certain that you're all tired of being each other and causing awkward trouble and the lot, so, as a one-time, don't-ask-me-for-a-second, deal, I'll fix this mess for you. It's the least I could do - this entire month has given me some wonderful ideas.

[And he goes to clop his hooves. A flash of light and... nothing. Nope. Not a thing.]

Hmm. That's strange.

[And he does it again. Still nothing.]

Oh, come on!

[One, two, three! NOPE. Annoyed, he grabs the nearest pony and starts changing them into different forms before returning them to normal and sending them on their way.]

Okay, NOW, I'm mad. No one makes me feel helpless and gets away with it!

And, just for that, I'm gonna make sure whatever ideas I give, they're a little more harder than usual!

To the individuals who are faced with the problem of corporeal displacement: I may have a solution to your problem.

Though that solution is not without it's own challenges.

Regardless, if the thought of manifesting some semblance of your past selves is appealing, I will leave my scroll open.

For those that do find their current situation tolerable, feel free to disregard this message.

Good day.