Within the single spotlight that haunted the minds of many ponies before it, Twilight Sparkle was once more under it. Her face was covered with the sickened expression of her times before a she waited for those mocking voices to return.
Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...
Twilight Sparkle...
...Finished top of her class in Magic School...
"Well... Yes actually. I finished with a 4.1 grade point average. Not many ponies take note of that. So... Thank... you?"
Twilight Sparkle...
...raises Spike, cares for her library, keeps up with public affairs, and still has time to stay in contact with her teacher...
"It gets grating at times, so I have to skip on a few things--"
Twilight Sparkle...
...Never skips important matters...
...She knows where her priorities...
"Th-Thank you. I do actually try to keep on track as well as keep everything in order."
Twilight Sparkle...
...has all the colts lining down the block...
...Just to watch what she got...
"Heh, well I can't say that they do..."
We can. Because we're disembodied voices...
...Twilightlicious...
"Ah, very clever."
Not as clever as you...
...Clever girl...
For once, Twilight smiled under that lone spotlight as the voices continued.
Now you really know...
...Twilight Sparkle...
"For once, I might have to agree with your assumption," Twilight gave a pleased nod before bowing out, only to stop and gave a look back. "But before I go... Who designed that trap door?"
Me...
"Huh... You've gotta tell me how it works when you get a chance."
I'll send my blueprints...
"Excellent!" the sound of the mare's trots out into the darkness echoed for a little before finally dying out.
Hello boys...
Hey Queeny!
What did I miss...?
Twilight.
Really? We had her on again...?
Special occasion...
Very well... Did you stick it to her as well this time?
Oh we stuck it to her good...
Real good...
So good she won't be walking right for days...
We're talking limp and bowlegged...
Very well done...
...I'm proud of you two...
Yes...
...We are too...