One fateful day, Twilight Sparkle went inside the confines of Sugarcube Corner, and she learned two things that would change her life forever:

A) The Royal Cookie Baking Competition was underfoot.

B) Pinkie Pie did not like oatmeal and raisin cookies. She was quite unlike her in this way.

Thus, Twilight Sparkle begins a journey, a quest to change the epistemological paradigm of bakery FOREVER! ...But, will her sanity survive such an impossible task?

Not really, no.

I look at myself in the mirror. My mane and my tail are much longer than what is usual for wearing a tuxedo. The fashion show is many hours away from now, and yet as I stare into the eyes of my reflection, I feel that the mirror's image lies to me. The pony in the mirror is not Rarity. I am going to fix that.

Covered in a light blue glow, a pair of scissors floats aside my head. I pull a strand of my mane between the blades of the scissors, and with a snip, the scissors close as a purple strand of hair falls to the floor. I take a deep breath, and continue cutting my mane. I finish, and as I look at the stallion cut I gave to my mane, I can't help but think: It looks so nice on me. And why why wouldn't it?

That is what I am, after all.

Rated Teen for sexual themes. So, I’m gonna leave that there as a testament of 2015 me being ignorant. This is Rated E for Everyone.