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// 27th March 
// Story: Diaries of an Equestrian Overlord 
// by KitsuneRisu 
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11.49 PM

It's really one of those things. The unexplainable. The kind of thing which happens, but you don't know why it happens, but it still does anyway, defying logic and the rationality of the univese.

It was another fashion show, which I went to of course, and you-know-whose-eyes was there as well, which really irked me, but anyway.

It was Twilight, for certain. Her magic leaves a sort of unmistakable trace in the air that we magically inclined ponies can sense. Also, the fact that Fluttershy was glowing purple and sparkling with magic really was a large clue.

For some reason, nopony else seemed to take notice of that, so I guess it was just me, then.

I am not entirely sure what Twilight was doing sabotaging Fluttershy in that manner, because, really, there are much easier ways to do things, but it appeared that she was attempting to humiliate and debase Fluttershy in the most horrendous way possible, so as to cause her not to be famous any more, which, really, is what Twilight should have done to Trixie. But, I digress.

It is also probably a good thing that Twilight's plan to disgrace Fluttershy into retirement did not really work in a way that was intended. It's one thing to be chased and hounded constantly for being famous and having star power, but it's entirely another thing to be chased and hounded constantly for being a complete failure.

To put it another way, both the village genius and the village idiot gets a lot of attention, but only one of them gets respect.

I'm not sure Twilight thinks these things through, sometimes.

Regardless, and I dare not fathom the reasons, Twilight decided to sabotage Fluttershy's show, and boy, did she not hold back. Indeed, her lack of empathy and restraint in making Fluttershy the most vulgar and obscene of pasquinades is a clear example of the magic of friendship.

Although honestly, I do not think Twilight humiliated her just enough. Perhaps if she had made her explode, that would be sufficient.

Draw the line, Twilight, dear, draw the line.

But the unexplainable thing was:

It was all alright.

Of course it incited the crowd. It met with the vast disapproval of pretty much everypony. I, personally, was bemused. Photo Finish had a seizure. But despite all this, it was alright.

Rarity was there. For the first time, she had decided to join in and watch one of Fluttershy's shows, probably due to her reaching the 'self-hatred' point of her jealousy.

And she, well, she saved it.

Throwing herself selflessly in front of the entire crowd, to be the only voice of incitement in a room full of dissention, took a lot of guts, a lot of heart, and a lot of candor.

Genuinely, I was both shocked and impressed at the same time, and my head had started to hurt a little. Eventually, through the power of a shocking paradigm in the face of common belief, everypony's foundations were quaked as they all started to turn in agreement with the single lone voice shouting out above the tumult.

I normally do not condone of such behaviour because this is how riots are started.

But this case it was the single effort of a friend defending another friend, and the spirit of will that coursed throughout the room, strong enough to change everypony's minds through sheer love alone.

I wish I had popcorn, really.

Fluttershy looked incredibly annoyed as the room started with the thought that she had simply reinvented modelling as it was, being the pioneer of this sort of gritty, realistic, pony trash style of exhibitionism.

It will probably die down after a few weeks, because ponies are silly that way.