Trixie set her quill down and looked over her letter one more time.
Dear Madame Mayor,
It is come to my attention that you seem to be getting old. Your hair is gray (mine is a little too, but I'm unique). When you die, I would like your permission to take your place as ruler. Your plain town needs a great and powerful ruler such as I to take charge. Also, I just want to be within blasting range of Twilight Sp Ponyville would surely flourish and prosper under my rule. Please consider all of this. Of course, I could just burn down city hall and take your place but I'm trying to turn over a new leaf.
Sincerely,
Trixie Lul Trixie the Great and Powerful
Satisfied, Trixie rolled up the letter and fastened it with her own seal. She had been very polite in the letter and was positive she would get the job. Now to deliver it.
Trixie poked her head out of her trailer and saw a mailmare flying by. She had derpy eyes and bubbles for a cutie mark. "Hey, you!" Trixie shouted. "Derpy eyes!" The pegasus heard her and flew down.
"Do you need something?" she asked, choosing not to comment on being called 'derpy eyes'. She was used to it.
"Deliver this to the mayor for me, will you?" Derpy nodded and flew off with the letter to the mayor's office, which was about twenty feet away. Crashing through the door, she handed the letter to the first pony to help her up and flew off to continue her mail duties.
The next day, Trixie was performing at one of her shows and was just about to turn Sweetie Belle's head into a bell, Derpy barreled into her and almost knocked her off stage. After a great deal of cursing, Trixie reminded herself that she was trying to be on good behavior and managed to restrain herself from turning the pegasus into a bonfire and razing Ponyville. Instead, she silently took the package from Derpy. With glee, she saw that it was from the mayor.
Turning to the crowd, she announced "Yesterday, I applied to become the mayor. I bet that this package contains all the things I will need as mayor, as well as news that I am now the mayor of Ponyville!" She ignored the angry comments from her audience and opened the package.
The package contained a stink bomb, which promptly exploded in her face. The roars of laughter from the crowd angered her and she shouted "this is not funny!"
"Actually it is, old mare!" a stallion laughed.
"Old mare?" Trixie snarled. "The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know why you called her an old mare!"
Some pony threw a mirror at her and she caught in her magic. She took one look at herself and screamed. "Aaaah! That old bat must've put an aging spell in there!" Humiliated, she ran off of the stage to hide until she could find a way to reverse the spell.
And in the back of the crowd, one mare smiled smugly. "Who's old now?" the mayor said softly to herself.