"C'mon, Spike." Trixie groaned, rubber-bladed chainsaw in hoof. "Just one more act for today, and then we'll head back to the wagon for the night."
Spike grumbled something under his breath as he climbed into the box. The curtains lifted moments after, Trixie galloping onto the stage in her usual cape and hat.
"AND NOW," The unicorn beamed towards her
mostly asleep audience of three adoring fans, "WATCH AS TRIXIE NOT ONLY CUTS HER ASSISTANT IN HALF, BUT ALSO SETS THE BOX ON FIRE, LAUNCHES IT AT THE LIBRARY IN A BUNDLE OF FIREWORKS FROM A TREBUCHET, AND TELEPORT HER TRUSTY ASSISTANT BACK IN ONE PIECE!"
A single snore rose from the crowd as a screaming dragon in a flaming box was sent hurtling via trebuchet towards Golden Oaks library.