Count until a cast character says STOP.

[Samurai Equine 54,829]

And on that day, the game ended. It was over. No one counted anymore.
The music of Coloratura was so powerful and moving, absolutely nobody wanted to interrupt.

...

Not.

A.

Single.

One.

...

...

...Oh, zap apples. 

[ExplosionMare 21,400]

I guess it was two hard for you to resist counting!

[Astralshy 29,201]

Fluttershy likes to be a three 

[Longhaul 8,106]

I'm not witty enough four this.

[The Treacherous Krab 51]

Krab committing five different acts of treachery 

[Samurai Equine 54,829]

I'm starting to feel six to my stomach. 

[Astralshy 29,201]

Let's talk about Spike and the Seven Ponies

[Longhaul 8,106]

I wish I eight something for breakfast today...

 

[ExplosionMare 21,400]

I honestly don't have a good pun that fits with the word nine...sorry! 

[Samurai Equine 54,829]

No wordplay?! Why that's tentamount to a crime, maybe~! 

[ExplosionMare 21,400]

How the heck am I supposed to work with eleven?!

[Astralshy 29,201]

I could give you twelve good hints

[Samurai Equine 54,829]

Allow me to light thirteen candles.

[Astralshy 29,201]

Do you need fourteen matches for this?

[ExplosionMare 21,400]

No, I actually need fifteen.

[MLP Golden Breezie 827]

are sixteen pillars needed to build a bridge?

[Astralshy 29,201]

Seventeen prime numbers will answer this question

[Samurai Equine 54,829]

But do you know eight-teens?

[The Treacherous Krab 51]

Nineteen Krabs spotted approaching from the east

[Discord The Overlord 53]

Discord (rising from a whirlwind of confetti, glitter, and inexplicably tap-dancing teacups, arms outstretched to the heavens as dramatic orchestral music swells behind him):

STOOOOOOP!

Cease! Desist! Halt your wagons of nonsense and park them in the lot of contemplation! I beg—nay, I demand—a complete and total cessation of this tomfoolery, bamboozlery, and highly questionable emotional aerobics that you dare parade before the cosmic audience of my ever-watchful gaze!

I have seen enough. I have heard enough. My ears are doing pirouettes, my eyes are filing complaints, and even my tail is staging a one-draconequus protest against the unrelenting tide of your well-intentioned but catastrophically exhausting shenanigans!

You are not a sponge. You are not a doormat. You are not the universe’s personal stress ball. You are a being of chaotic wonder and infinite starlight, and I absolutely refuse to sit idly by while you turn your radiance into confetti for someone else’s parade of petty!

So please, my dear…
With all the love, theatrical flair, and glitter-soaked sincerity I can muster—

STOP.
Or so help me, I will replace your inner monologue with an off-key kazoo choir. 💥🎺🌀

pauses, adjusts monocle
Thank you. Carry on with dignity—and boundaries.

[The Treacherous Krab 51]

The invading Krab army has been reduced to ONE