"Giddy-up you mangy excuse for a camel!" Benjamin yelled at the horse before him. Theodore rolled his big brown eyes, ignoring the boy as he would a fly.
Benjamin laughed wildly as he bounced on the buggy seat, which creaked beneath him. He threw a look over his shoulder at the poor Amish family stranded on the side of the road and laughed again. The Amish man was shaking his fist.

"Come back here you rotten kid!" he yelled using the strongest language an Amish person could, "It took MONTHS to build that buggy!"

"Learn to deal!" Benjamin yelled back just before they disappeared from sight. He pulled a squishy banana out of his pocket with the exact expression of a gangster pulling out a gun. With his 'Serious Face' spoiled only by wrinkling his nose at the smell of rotting fruit, Benjamin waved the banana over his head.

"Sahara desert, here I come!"
Theodore felt his hooves sink strangely into the ground. He looked around suspiciously, and saw nothing but sand on all sides. Theodore started to pant just as Benjamin yelled 'whoa'.
Climbing down from the buggy, Benjamin dropped the banana and looked around with a grin on his face. He quickly turned back around when a gagging sound told him that Theodore was eating the rotten banana.

"Stupid horse!" he yelled, "That was my magic banana!" But he could see that it was no use because Theodore had already sprouted wings and flown away!