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// Glue sticks and Tape 
// Story: Trixie Messes Everything Up 
// by Sleepy Panda 
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Trixie watched as Twilight Sparkle's tree was blasted by a fireball. This is my chance, she thought. This is my chance to prove to Twilight Sparkle that not only am I great and powerful, but helpful too. Checking her saddlebags once more to make sure she had what she needed, she made her way towards the burning tree.

Up close, the tree looked a lot worse. There was barely any piece of it without any damage showing. She wasn't sure anymore that she would be able to fix it. 

"Stop that," Trixie scolded herself. "I am the Great and Powerful Trixie. I can do anything." With her newfound confidence, Trixie cast a protection spell on herself before tentatively stepping into the fiery inferno. 

She immediately regretted it.

Choking on the thick smoke, she quickly cast a breathing spell over herself. Once she was sure that the spell was working properly, she dug through her saddlebags and spread out her supplies. A comb, a roll of tape, and a glue stick. Lifting the comb with her magic, she quickly combed her hair. If she was going to do something good, she might as well do it with perfect hair. After all, if a stray hair was out of place, it could be ignited by the flames and then she would be bald for a long time. She would have to wait until she got home later that day to regrow it, and when the crowd of ponies surrounded her to congratulate her on her good deed, she did not want to be bald when her picture was taken for the newspaper.

Lowering the comb back into her saddlebags, Trixie picked up the tape and the glue stick. Seeing a small hole in one of the library's walls, she trotted over and ripped a piece of tape from the roll. Not knowing how tape worked, she uncapped the glue and applied to to both sides of the piece of tape, then levitated it over and patched up the hole.

"My work here is done," said Trixie, feeling proud of herself. "I have repaired this establishment." Head held high, she pranced out of the building, leaving the tape and glue behind. 

When she stepped out into the streets, she was shocked to find that there were no reporters waiting for her. "But I just saved this tree!" She exclaimed angrily. When no pony replied, she angrily used her magic to chuck a stone at the tree house. The library chose that moment to completely collapse into a pile of burning splinters.

And of course, the reporters chose that moment to arrive.

As the reporters surrounded her, demanding to know why she burned the place down, Trixie lowered her head and sighed. "Maybe next time," she said sadly.