As the car approached the entrance of Canterlot High School, a sea of people holding colorful banners and signs greeted the newcomers. The school band, decked out in matching blue shirts, yellow trousers, and high hats in the same color, stood poised to welcome the students with a lively tune.
As the car came to a stop, the driver hurriedly exited to open the doors for the passengers. However, Braeburn and Soarin, still engrossed in their candy-fueled squabble, tumbled out of the car and hit the ground with a thud, causing the band to abruptly halt their performance in bewilderment.
From out of nowhere, a tall and regal fairy appeared behind the band. Her blonde hair and fair skin glowed in the sun, and her lovely light yellow dress flowed gracefully around her. She wore a matching overcoat and a brooch with a pear and apple intertwined.
"We have an audience..." She said uneasily as she saw the commotion.
The girls quickly rushed over to urge the boys to clean up their mess. Red-faced and embarrassed, Braeburn and Soarin quickly complied. The Fairy Godmother noticed the chocolate box over which they had been fighting.
"Looks like you found it! Keep it back, don't take anything with you..." she cautioned.
The boys obediently tossed the chocolates back into the car. As they did, the Fairy Godmother stepped aside, revealing a handsome Prince and a girl with striking red streaks in her yellow hair. The girl was wearing an orange dress with a black overcoat, and she seemed to be studying the newcomers with a curious gaze.
Soarin extended his hand towards the girl, introducing himself with a wide grin on his face. "Hello, the name's Soarin!" he said, trying to break the awkward silence that had formed between them. The girl looked at him and let out a small laugh, but it was difficult to discern if it was genuine or not.
With a graceful gesture, the fairy introduced herself. "Welcome to Canterlot High. I'm Fairy Godmother Pear Butter, the Head Mistress."
Twilight's eyes widened in disbelief. "THE Fairy Godmother?! As in 'Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo'?"
Pear Butter chuckled and gave a playful wink. "Bibbidi bobbidi, you know it!"
Twilight couldn't resist asking about a past experience. "I always wondered what it felt like for Fluttershy when you just appeared out of nowhere, with that sparkly wand and warm smile..."
Pear Butter smiled warmly, "That was a long time ago, and as I always say, don't focus on the past, or you'll miss the future!"
The Prince had been watching Twilight with a curious expression. "I'm Flash," he replied with a friendly smile. "It's good to finally meet you all."
As the Prince spoke, a girl at his side stepped forward, her orange dress swishing around her legs. "Prince Flash Sentry! Soon to be King!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing with excitement.
Rarity, always the picture of elegance, did a little bow towards the Prince. "Hi there, Prince," she said with a charming smile. "My mother's a Queen, so that makes me a Princess..."
But the girl at the Prince's side gave Rarity an awkward smile and said, "Queen Chrysalis has no Royal Status here, and neither do you!"
Flash quickly stepped in to introduce Sunset, perhaps sensing the tension. "Uh, this is Sunset!" he said, motioning towards the girl clinging onto him.
Sunset took the cue, her eyes locked onto Flash's. "Princess Sunset Shimmer," she said with a hint of amusement in her voice, "his girlfriend… Isn't it right, Flashy?"
Pear Butter smiled warmly at the group and said, "Flash and Sunset will be your guides for today. I'll see you all tomorrow!" She then added with a slight twinkle in her eye, "Remember, the doors of wisdom are never shut! But the library does have set hours from 8 am to 9 pm, and I may have a little thing about curfews."
As the Fairy Godmother departed, the school band trailed behind her, leaving the group alone with Flash and Sunset. The Prince approached Soarin, who instinctively lifted his hand to avoid any physical contact.
Flash flashed a warm smile and said, "It's great to finally meet you." He then turned to Twilight and shook her hand, saying, "This is a truly momentous occasion. One that will surely go down in history."
Noticing Braeburn munching on chocolate, Flash asked, "Chocolate?" and extended his hand for a shake.
Rarity stepped forward and greeted him with a curtsey. "Greetings, Your Highness. It's an honor to meet you."
Flash returned the gesture with a bow. "The honor is mine, Princess."
He then turned to the group and spoke with a serious tone. "Today is a day of healing. A day where our two divided worlds can come together and find common ground."
Twilight, unable to resist her wit, smirked and said, "Or, you know, it could just be the day you show four people where the bathrooms are."
Flash chuckled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "A little over the top, don't you think?"
Twilight shrugged playfully. "Can't help it. It's just who I am."
Flash grinned, his eyes locking with hers. "Well, so much for my first impression," he said, chuckling. They both giggled, breaking the ice between them.
Sunset turned to Twilight and said, "Hey, you're Nightmare Moon's daughter, aren't you?" Her tone was friendly, but there was a hint of curiosity.
Twilight nodded, "Yeah, that's me. And you're Princess Sunset Shimmer, I assume?"
Sunset nodded, "Yep, that's me. You know, I would totally not blame you for your mom trying to kill my parents and stuff. Mine is Mistmane, Sleeping Beauty."
Twilight raised an eyebrow, surprised by Sunset's frankness. "Wow, that's…honest. But honestly, I wouldn't blame your grandparents for inviting everyone in the whole world, but my mother, for their stupid christening."
Sunset chuckled, "Water under the bridge?"
Twilight nodded, "Totes!" They both gave a weird laugh, followed by a strange silence as they exchanged a look that spoke volumes about the complexities of their family histories.
Flash broke the awkward silence and suggested, "How about a tour?"
Twilight replied, "Sure, why not?" as Flash led the new students around the campus, explaining, "My father converted Canterlot High into a high school 30 years ago when he became King."
Flash led the new students towards the school's fountain, where a statue of his father stood. Twilight noticed the warmth in Flash's eyes as he gazed at the statue's smiling face. Suddenly, Flash clapped his hands, and the statue morphed into a monstrous creature. It had a hodgepodge of different body parts, including horse and dragon legs, paw and talon hands, and two horns of different species on its head. Braeburn was terrified and quickly jumped onto Soarin for safety.
Flash tried to calm him down, "Braeburn, it's okay. My father wanted this statue to morph from a Draconequus to a man to remind us that anything is possible."
Twilight, curious, asked, "Does he look scary?"
Flash chuckled, "Nah, he never turns into a Draconequus anymore. Even if he does, that's very rare."
Braeburn, however, was not convinced and tried to morph the statue back to its original state by clapping his hands repeatedly. But when it didn't work, he just awkwardly rushed off behind the others.
Twilight looked around in awe as they walked through the castle. She couldn't believe she was standing in the land of Equestria, a place where magic and mythical creatures were real, completely different from where she came from. She turned to Flash and asked, "So, do you guys have a lot of magic here in Equestria? Like wands and things like that?"
Flash chuckled and replied, "Yeah, magic does exist here, but it's not as prevalent as you might think. It's pretty much retired now, and most of us here are just ordinary mortals."
Twilight nodded, trying to wrap her head around the idea that magic was not an everyday occurrence in Equestria, despite being such an integral part of their history and culture. "But you guys are Kings and Queens," she pointed out.
Sunset joined in on the conversation, giggling with Flash as she said, "That's true! Our Royal Blood goes back hundreds of years!"
Flash noticed a boy with green hair, wearing the uniform of the school band walking down the flight of stairs with some papers in his hand.
He called out, "Spike, Spike, come down!"
As Flash approached Spike, Sunset's eyebrows furrowed and she crossed her arms, sending a cold look towards Twilight. Twilight just smiled back at Sunset, unfazed by her attitude.
Flash approached the gang with a friendly smile and a hand on Spike's shoulder. "Hey guys, this is Spike. He's our resident expert on all things Canterlot High, and he's here to help you out with your schedules and show you around the dorms."
Spike gave a small wave and said, "Hey, nice to meet you all."
Flash continued, "I'll catch up with you guys later, but if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask--"
Sunset chimed in, "Ask Spike! He's pretty much the go-to guy around here." They all chuckled awkwardly, and Sunset headed off, leaving the group to Spike.
Flash gave one last smile and wave before heading off to catch up with Sunset.
Spike nervously shuffled his feet, unable to take his eyes off of Rarity. Her silky hair flowed, and her elegant movements captivated him.
"Hey guys, I’m Ember’s son. As in Ember, Smolder, Grumble…" Spike introduced himself.
"Okay, darling, we get it…" Rarity said, her tone bored with all the introductions. "I’m Rarity, Queen Chrysalis’ daughter."
Spike's heart raced as Rarity spoke. He couldn't believe he was standing in front of someone so beautiful.
"Okay, so about your classes," Spike managed to stammer out, his eyes still fixated on Rarity. "I already put in the requirements."
Twilight approached him and leaned in to read the paper he was holding. "History of Equestria, safety rules for internet usage, and remedial goodness?" Spike nodded in response, trying his best to focus on the conversation and not on the gorgeous girl in front of him.
"Let me guess, new class?" Twilight said from behind him.
Spike just nodded, his attention still divided between the conversation and the girl in front of him. Meanwhile, Rarity continued to twirl her hair in front of him, making it difficult for him to maintain a neutral expression.
"Come on, guys. Let's go find our dorms," Twilight said, breaking the trance that Spike was in. She led the group towards a flight of stairs, and Spike couldn't help but sneak one last glance at Rarity before following the group.
After Spike lost sight of Rarity, he processed things. "Oh, uh, yeah, your dorms are that way, guys." He pointed to the opposite flight of stairs, trying to shake off the spell that Rarity had cast on him. The gang shrugged and ran towards the mentioned staircase.
As they ran, Spike couldn't help but say to himself, "How is Rarity so beautiful?" Braeburn, who was running after the group, paused for a moment. "I don't know, she just is."
Twilight pushed open the door to their new dorm room, revealing a space that was starkly different from their previous living quarters on the Isle. The room was small but cozy, with two twin beds positioned against opposite walls. The walls were painted a soft pastel pink, giving the room a warm and welcoming feel.
Rarity gasped in delight as she stepped into the room. "This place is amazing!" she gushed, taking in the cute decor.
Twilight rolled her eyes, clearly not sharing her friend's enthusiasm. "Gross," she muttered under her breath.
"I-I know right? Haha, amazingly gross! Ew," Rarity chimed in, catching on to her friend's sarcasm.
Twilight shook her head and made her way towards one of the windows, squinting as the bright sunlight poured into the room. "Ugh, I’m going to need some serious sunscreen," she complained.
Rarity nodded in agreement, shielding her eyes from the harsh glare. "Yeah..."
Twilight gestured towards the window curtains, silently asking Rarity to close them. Understanding her friend's request, Rarity quickly crossed the room and pulled the curtains shut. Twilight followed suit, closing the curtains on the other window.
"Whew, that is much better," Twilight sighed, visibly relieved as the room was plunged into a comfortable darkness.
Braeburn was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his virtual reality headset on, his fingers quickly tapping on the controllers. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the game illuminating his face. Twilight and Rarity entered the boys' room and approached Soarin, who was lying on his bed, surrounded by a pile of items. Twilight curiously examined the pile, picking up a few items and examining them closely.
“What is this, Soarin?” she asked, her eyes scanning the pile.
“This is all the stuff I stole,” Soarin smirked, sitting up and looking at Twilight.
Twilight raised an eyebrow, a mixture of surprise and amusement on her face. “Okay, but what's the point?”
“Well, Twilight, it's like buying whatever I want, but for free,” Soarin explained, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Twilight chuckled at Soarin's response. “Ha, I see. So, you can either keep all of this here and pick it up later when we take over the world!”
“I am not going to lie darling, but you sound just like your mom…” Rarity teased, grinning.
Twilight playfully rolled her eyes. “Thank you!”
“You do your thing, and I'll do mine!” Soarin dismissed the girls, turning his attention back to the pile of stolen goods.
“Yeah, suckers! Hey Soarin, check out this thing! It's awesome!” Braeburn shouted, walking over to Soarin and handing him the controllers.
Soarin eagerly took the controllers, his attention quickly turning to the game. Twilight, however, had a different agenda in mind. “Guys! Do I have to remind you what we all came here for?” she shouted, her voice echoing through the room.
“Fairy Godmother, blah, blah, blah. Magic Wand, blah, blah, blah,” Soarin muttered, clearly uninterested in Twilight's reminder. His comment earned him a laugh from everyone except Twilight.
“This is our one chance,” Twilight began, her tone serious. “To prove ourselves to our parents. To prove that we are evil and vicious and ruthless and cruel. Yeah?”
The room fell silent for a moment as everyone considered Twilight's words. Eventually, they all nodded in agreement, saying “Yeah…” in a low voice.
Twilight sat down on a chair and motioned for Rarity to do the same. Soarin and Braeburn followed suit, their attention captured by the proceedings. Twilight spoke up, her voice commanding attention.
“Rarity, mirror me.”
Rarity took a deep breath and held out her hand, her eyes focused on the reflective surface of the mirror.
“Mirror, mirror on the… in my hand,” she began, the words flowing smoothly. “Where is Fairy Godmother’s Wand…. Stand?”
As soon as the last word left her lips, the mirror began to glow with an otherworldly light. The group leaned forward, their eyes fixed on the mirror as it showed them a vision of the wand they had been searching for.
“There it is!” Twilight exclaimed, a note of triumph in her voice.
Braeburn, who had been watching with growing impatience, spoke up. “Zoom out!”
Rarity nodded, her eyes still fixed on the mirror. “Magic mirror, not so close.”
The mirror obeyed, showing them the wand’s location on Earth. Rarity leaned in even closer, her voice urgent. “Closer, closer, closer!”
Braeburn, now completely bored, interrupted. “Can I go back to my game? I’m on level three.”
Twilight spoke up, her voice stern. “Stop!” Braeburn jumped, startled by her sudden command. “It’s in the museum. Do we know where that is?”
Braeburn quickly searched for the information they needed on the computer next to him. “Five miles from here,” he stated.
Twilight stood up, her eyes flashing with determination. She checked the corridor outside the room, making sure that no one was around. When she was satisfied that the coast was clear, she said “Come on!” before heading out.
Rarity and Soarin followed Twilight, eager to complete their mission. Braeburn, who had already returned to his game, realized that he had been left behind and hurried after them.
The group hurriedly approached the museum, their hearts pounding with the thrill of the heist. As they arrived at the Museum of Cultural History, Twilight urgently instructed them to check the mirror. Rarity hesitated for a moment, distracted by her appearance. "Oh, uh, is my mascara smudged?" she asked.
Twilight rolled her eyes. "Yeah. And while you're at it, why don't you see if you can find us the wand?" Rarity quickly regained focus and led the group to their destination.
As they made their way through the museum, they came across a set of doors with glass panels at the top, providing a glimpse of the interior. They could see a security guard sitting at a desk, scrutinizing the CCTV footage. Suddenly, the guard turned his chair towards the door, causing the group to hide quickly.
As they peeked through the glass again, they noticed a spinning wheel with a signboard that read "Nightmare Moon's Spinning Wheel." Soarin couldn't resist mocking Twilight. "That's your mother's spinning wheel?" he jibed.
“Yeah, it’s kinda dorky...” Braeburn chimed in, adding to the mockery. Twilight, however, stood up for her mother's magical artifact. "It's magic. It doesn't have to look scary." She pulled out her book and began reciting a spell, her eyes closed in concentration, "Magic spindle, do not linger. Make my victim prick a finger!"
The security guard remained unaffected by the spell. Soarin scoffed, "Impressive."
Twilight recited another spell, "Prick the finger, prick it deep. Send my enemy off to sleep!" The guard pricked himself and fell asleep on the platform.
Twilight attempted to open the door, but it remained firmly shut.
Soarin stepped forward confidently. "Stand back." Twilight stepped aside, allowing Soarin to attempt to force the door open while she recited a spell, "Make it easy, make it quick. Open up without a kick!" However, his attempt was unsuccessful as the doors flew open before he could try to do so, and he stumbled onto the ground, eliciting laughter from the rest of the group.
“Are you coming?” Twilight taunted Soarin, striding past him towards the door.
“Come on, Soarin,” Braeburn said, offering his hand to help Soarin up.
“I’m good!” Soarin replied, his face turning red with embarrassment. “I was just trying to help!”
As they walked towards the sleeping security guard, Twilight reminded them to stay quiet with a soft "Shh!"
They carefully scanned the wall mountings, searching for the wand. Suddenly, Braeburn accidentally touched the security guard’s leg, causing everyone to freeze in place. The guard stirred but thankfully turned in his sleep, oblivious to their presence.
“Braeburn!” Twilight whispered sternly, giving him a disapproving look.
“I’m coming!” Braeburn replied apologetically.
“We’re so close!” Rarity whispered, leading the way towards the stairs. “Upstairs,” she gestured.
“Come on, let’s go, go, go, go!” Twilight urged the gang, her voice barely above a whisper. “Up, up, up, up, up!”
“We’re almost there, guys!” Rarity whispered excitedly.
As they reached the top of the stairs, they quickly moved towards the left corner, where the statues of their parents were preserved. Their footsteps were as silent as possible, and they held their breath in anticipation.
“Mother?” Rarity's voice barely rose above a whisper as she looked at the statue of her mother.
“Killer…” Soarin muttered, looking at the statue of his father with a mix of admiration and sadness.
“I will never forget Mother’s Day again,” Braeburn whispered to himself, his gaze nervously fixed on the statue of his mother.
“Well, the wand’s not here. Let’s bounce!” Soarin said, breaking the silence and feeling awkward. “Let’s go!” He led the gang out of the room, but Twilight lingered behind, looking at the statue of her mother.
As the rest of the gang left, Twilight remained standing there, lost in thought. She slowly walked towards the statue, taking in every detail. Memories flooded her mind as she remembered the last words her mother spoke to her. The future of the free world rests upon your shoulders. Don’t blow it. She continued looking at the statue, feeling a mix of emotions - nostalgia, sadness, and determination.
Look at you,
Look at me.
I don’t know who to be,
Mother.
Is it wrong,
Is it right?
Be a thief in the night,
Mother!
Tell me what to do.
Rarity's footsteps echoed through the quiet chamber as she approached Twilight, breaking her out of her trance. "Twilight, darling, come on!" Rarity called out, urging her to leave.
Twilight turned to leave, but before she could take a step, she heard a familiar cackle from behind her. Her heart pounding in her chest, she slowly turned around and her eyes widened in disbelief as she saw her mother, alive and standing before her.
"Don't be so serious, darling!" Nightmare Moon's voice echoed through the room as she laughed. "I'm sorry!" Twilight couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her mind was racing, trying to make sense of it all. Was this real or just an illusion?
I was one like you my child,
Slightly insecure.
Nightmare Moon motioned for Twilight to come towards her, and she gracefully descended from her pedestal to approach her daughter.
Argued with my mother too,
Thought I was mature.
Twilight lowered herself onto the cool stone steps of her mother’s pedestal while Nightmare Moon took a seat beside her.
But I put my heart aside,
And I used my head!
She swung her leg towards Twilight and then lifted her other leg. Then, Nightmare Moon pointed at her own head, gesturing for Twilight to pay attention to her thoughts.
Now I think it’s time you learned,
What dear old Momma said!
Nightmare Moon stood up, her hand outstretched towards Twilight. As she touched Twilight's forehead, her daughter winced, not expecting anything that took place.
Don’t you wanna be evil,
Like me?
Don’t you wanna be mean?
Don’t you wanna make mischief,
Your daily routine?
As she descended the steps, Nightmare Moon's movements became more fluid and graceful. She lifted her hand in the air, and Twilight watched with confusion as she rotated her sceptre and switched it to her other hand before performing a spin around it. The dark magic surrounding her intensified, causing the air to crackle with energy. Twilight could feel the power emanating from her mother, and it made her feel both awestruck and afraid.
Well you can spend your life,
Attending to the poor.
But when you’re evil,
Doing less is doing more!
As she landed back on her feet, she suddenly crouched down and curled into a ball, pretending to be a poor woman. Twilight watched, unsure of what to make of her mother's sudden change in behavior.
But then, Nightmare Moon rose up from her crouched position, her sceptre held high in the air. She looked at Twilight with a fierce intensity, her eyes blazing with power and determination.
Don’t you wanna be ruthless and rotten and mad?
Don’t you wanna be very very good at being bad!
As Twilight watched, Nightmare Moon continued to move her sceptre in a fluid motion, twisting it and twirling it with ease. The air around them seemed to hum with energy, and Twilight felt a strange sense of anticipation building within her.
Suddenly, Nightmare Moon stopped and held the sceptre out towards Twilight, its head now pointing directly at her.
I have tried my whole life long,
To do the worst I can!
Nightmare Moon gracefully ascended the stairs, her gown billowing behind her. As she reached the top, she turned and faced Twilight, her eyes glistening in the moonlight. She stood tall and proud, her regal demeanor commanding attention. Twilight watched in awe as her mother approached her, her heart pounding with anticipation.
Clawed my way to victory!
Built my master plan!
Nightmare Moon's lips curled up into a wicked grin as she stared at Twilight, her eyes glinting with malice.
Now the time has come my dear,
For you to take your place!
As Twilight sat there, Nightmare Moon moved stealthily behind her, her eyes locked onto her target. A devilish smile played across her lips as she lifted her sceptre high above her head, holding it with both hands. Suddenly, she brought the sceptre down with a powerful force, bashing its bottom hard on the ground. The impact sent a shockwave through the stone floor, causing Twilight to shudder with fear.
Promise me you’ll try to be,
An absolute disgrace!
Twilight stood up as if being controlled by Nightmare Moon. Then, Nightmare Moon hopped down from the steps and gave a childish smile.
Don’t you wanna be evil like me?
Don’t you wanna be cruel?
Nightmare Moon twirled around and danced with her sceptre in hand, twirling it around gracefully and moving her feet in time with the music playing in her head. She moved with an otherworldly grace, as if the sceptre was an extension of her body, a part of her very being. Twilight watched in awe as her mother danced, captivated by her movements and the beauty of the moment.
Don’t you wanna be nasty and brutal and cool?
Nightmare Moon held her sceptre in one hand and raised the other hand in the air. She then pretended to grip an imaginary stick and moved it up and down with a cool, confident attitude. Her movements were smooth and effortless, as if she was a professional dancer. Twilight watched in awe as her mother's playful side emerged, feeling both confused and fascinated at the same time.
And when you grab that wand,
It’s when your reign begins!
Nightmare Moon threw her sceptre towards Twilight, who caught it with a bit of hesitation. As Twilight held the sceptre in her hands, Nightmare Moon walked up to her and raised her hands up, mimicking the action of celebration with a big grin on her face.
Who wants an Evil Queen,
Without a sack of sins!
Nightmare Moon hopped back on her heels, clapping her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes fixed on Twilight as she waited for her to return the sceptre.
Don’t you wanna be heartless and hardened as stone?
Don’t you wanna be fingerlicking evil to the bone?
Twilight watched with amusement as Nightmare Moon moved her sceptre to her left and right, before playfully licking it and pretending to play it like a guitar. The dark queen swayed to an imaginary rhythm and even hummed a tune, her long mane flowing as she moved. Twilight couldn't help but smile at the unexpected display of playfulness from her normally imposing mother.
This is not for us to ponder,
This was preordained!
As the dark blue flames circled around her pedestal, Nightmare Moon suddenly lifted into the air and soared across the room. Her wings spread wide as she flew, leaving behind a trail of sparkling dust. Twilight looked on in awe as Nightmare Moon seemed to dance through the air, her body moving with grace and fluidity. The flames continued to burn brightly around her, casting an eerie glow on the room.
You and I shall rule together,
Freedom soon regained!
She pointed to Twilight and then to herself. Then, she lifted both hands high into the air, her eyes gleaming with an intense, otherworldly power.
Mistress of the Universe,
Powerful and strong!
As she neared the end of her flight, Nightmare Moon gracefully descended back onto the ground, the flames dissipating as she landed.
Daughter,
Hear me,
Help me,
Join me!
As Nightmare Moon gave her hand to Twilight, the young girl hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But as soon as she saw the queen motioning for her to join her, she took a step forward and grasped Nightmare Moon's hand.
Won’t you sing along?!
Twilight along with her mother approached the center of the room.
Now we’re gonna be evil, it’s true,
Never gonna think twice!
Nightmare Moon and Twilight stood side by side, holding the sceptre with both hands. They looked at each other and began to hum a tune. As the melody became clearer, they started singing together, their voices blending in harmony.
And we’re gonna be spiteful!
Twilight sang, her voice clear and pure as she held the sceptre close to her chest.
Yes, spiteful.
That’s nice!
As Twilight finished her part of the song, Nightmare Moon took over and pulled the sceptre towards herself.
In just a hour or two,
Our futures safe and sure!
As they continued to sing and hold the sceptre, Nightmare Moon and Twilight began to circle around each other, moving in a synchronized dance. Their movements were fluid and graceful, each step perfectly timed with the beat of the music.
This mother-daughter act is,
Going out on tour!
They both held the sceptre tightly, each pulling it towards themselves as they sang. Finally, they reached the top of the pedestal, and Nightmare Moon's voice grew even stronger as she belted out the final notes of their song.
If you wanna be evil and awful and free!
Nightmare Moon pointed at Twilight with a wicked grin on her face, contorting her features into an evil expression. She then extended her hand towards Twilight, offering it to her. Twilight hesitated for a moment before accepting her mother's hand, relinquishing the sceptre as she did so. Nightmare Moon snatched the sceptre from Twilight's hand and held it up triumphantly, relishing in her victory over her daughter.
Then you should thank your lucky stars,
That you were born the girl you are!
As she danced, the room began to glow with the light of a thousand stars. Nightmare Moon placed her sceptre on either side of Twilight, and with a wave of her hand, she sent her daughter down the steps. Twilight descended, her eyes wide with wonder as she gazed up at her mother, who continued to dance in the radiant light.
The daughter of an Evilicious Queen!
Twilight furrowed her brows and tilted her head slightly to the side, watching her mother dance in the air with a bewildered expression.
Like Me!!!
As the dark blue lightning crackled around her, Nightmare Moon's laughter echoed throughout the room. She continued to sing, her voice becoming more powerful and commanding with each passing moment. As she reached the climax of the song, the lightning intensified, illuminating the room with a sinister glow. Twilight watched in awe and fear as her mother's power seemed to reach its peak.
Rarity rushed towards Twilight, her eyes alight with excitement. "Twilight! I found the wand! Come on!" she exclaimed, grabbing Twilight's hand and pulling her along.
Twilight glanced back and saw the statue of her mother unmoved, feeling a sense of unease in the pit of her stomach. But she quickly shrugged it off and focused on the task at hand, following Rarity and the others towards the gate leading to the magical wand.
"There it is!" Rarity pointed towards the wand as they approached it. Soarin, always eager to be the first to reach a goal, darted forward towards the wand. Twilight's warning went unheeded as he reached out to touch the magical barrier surrounding the wand. The impact threw him backwards, setting off a deafening alarm.
Soarin tried to cover his ears from the piercing sound. "The force field and the siren?!" he shouted over the noise.
"That was excessive!" Twilight yelled back, as they all scrambled to get away from the wand before the security guard arrived.
As they made it back to the ground floor, Braeburn answered the ringing telephone of the security guard. "Hello? Uh yeah, um, give me a second..." he said, pausing to stop the siren. He then lied to the caller, "No, no, it was a false alarm. There was a malfunction in the, uh, IM 74 chip in the breadboard circuit. Okay, say hi to missus!" Braeburn disconnected the call and quickly ran to join the others.
"Braeburn!" Twilight exclaimed, relieved to see him with them. He grinned at her, replying, "You're welcome!" The security guard returned to find the group had already made their escape.
Twilight panted as she caught her breath, a mixture of adrenaline and fear coursing through her. "Way to go, Soarin! Now we go to school tomorrow!" she exclaimed frustratingly, as they all hurried away from the scene.