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Pinkie Pie was excited.
Which was much better than being bored. She had been bored ten minutes ago -- back when there had been nothing to do and everypony was busy doing their own things. Rarity didn’t wanna play with her, something about being caught up in a deadline or something. Fluttershy had her animals to look after. Applejack had a delivery of apples to make. Rainbow Dash was practicing for the Best Young Flier competition, and Twilight was rearranging the library. Again.
Boriiiiiing!
But now -- oh, now -- they were confronting The Great And Powerful Trixie!!!
Who apparently was a supervillain now.
Their very own supervillain!
“--cower before my might as I use my magic to--”
The dastardly unicorn was interrupted by having to frantically dodge out of the way as a shiny red apple flew past her head, splattering into a pulpy mess against the wall of the building behind her. After a brief fight between her hoofs and her cape, she stood up again.
“Well! That was awfully rude! Interrupting The Great And Powerful Trixie right in the middle of her villainous monologue! Harrumph!”
She actually said harrumph. Complete with turning her head to the side and pouting of her lips indignantly. It was great! The Great And Powerful Trixie was, by far, the best bad guy -- or girl -- that Pinkie had ever seen.
“Get them, my putties!”
Suddenly, the mud monsters that Pinkie and her friend been running circles around so easily before charged, jumping on each of Pinkie’s friends in teams of nine or ten. Before she knew it, she was pinned in place and unable to escape. Even Twilight seemed trapped, her horn flickering wildly in agitation.
“Anyway… as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted,” the villain said smugly, “you will cower before my might as I use my magic to--”
“‘Lan sakes,” Applejack said. “What, didja practice this speech, or somethin’?”
Pinkie turned to see her friend being piled on by no less than ten putty monsters. Even with her strength, it looked like she was having trouble with the magic monsters. She didn’t look too happy.
The Great And Powerful Trixie paused. She quickly turned away, her head drooping.
“Does it matter?” she asked, her tone the sulkiest and most pitiful as Pinkie had ever heard -- and she knew the Cutie Mark Crusaders. “It’s not as if anypony even listens to me. Honestly, I don’t know why I bother. Nopony cares. Or appreciates it.”
And then Pinkie heard the sniffling.
“I know what you all say about me,” she continued, her voice choking up. “T-that I’m a fraud. A showmare. And a--”
“No!” Pinkie cried out, her heart going out to the poor mare. If there was anything she couldn’t stand -- she wouldn’t say hated, because she also couldn’t stand the word hate -- it was sadness where there could be laughter, after all. “N-not your magic! Please! Whatever you do, don’t use your magic! Anything but that!” She put as much horror as she could into her tone.
“Pinkie Pie, what are you doing?!” Applejack hissed from inside her pile.
Pinkie ignored her.
After a moment, Rarity seemed to catch on. “Ah-- yes! Please! Have mercy! I have so much to live for! I’m still so young -- I haven’t even met my prince charming yet!”
The Great And Powerful Trixie was quiet, her sniffles seemed to quieting. And then, with a dramatic flourish, she spun around.
“Haha! So! At last, you break! But you will find no mercy from the likes of me! Prepare yourselves, Pinkie Pie, Rarity! As I power up a mighty spell of my own creation”--pinkie wondered how dangerous it could possible be if that was the case--” to cause havoc and devastation of untold proportions!”
As The Great And Powerful Trixie cackled maniacally, her horn began to glow.
“Witness, foals, as I use my magic to turn everypony’s fur green!!!”
Indeed, she had managed to shock the residents of Ponyville -- many of whom had turned up to see what the spectacle was about -- into speechlessness. The actual evilness of her plot may or may not have been exactly that, but Pinkie didn’t see any reason to change her mind.
Nor did Rarity for that matter.
“What?!” she shrieked. “Noooooo! You monster! You horrid, horrid monster!”
Pinkie wasn’t actually sure if Rarity was actually playing along or not.
Judging from the diabolically practiced laugh coming from The Great And Powerful Trixie, she either didn’t notice or didn’t care.
In the end, it just didn’t matter. Applejack and Rainbow Dash finally broke free of their putty prisons, and Twilight finally exploded out of her pile with her magic, and everything just kind of snowballed from there. The Great And Powerful Trixie’s evil plan to turn everypony’s fur green was thwarted and, according to Twilight, the spell was utterly foalish anyway. Something about ‘not being able to actually turn every pony’s fur green at one time.’
Pinkie actually wasn’t paying attention to her explanation.
The Great And Powerful Trixie did some gesturing with her cape, made a speech about how this wouldn’t be the last time they saw of her (Pinkie so hoped not!), singled both Pinkie Pie and Rarity, as well as Twilight, as her most dangerous adversaries even though Applejack and Rainbow Dash had been the ones to actually take out most of her putty thingies, and then disappeared in a poof of smoke.
Her minions just sort of dissolved into the dirt under their hooves.
Rainbow Dash went flying off, yelling something about ‘crazy-mares’ and ‘she’ll find her’ or whatever. Applejack and Fluttershy scampered back to the market; AJ to pick up her lost cart and Fluttershy to help her pick up the apples. Twilight went back to her library. Which just left Rarity with Pinkie Pie.
“So…” Pinkie Pie said slowly, a grin forming on her face.
“Yes,” Rarity coughed into her hoof. “So.”
“Prince Charming, huh?”
“Ah. Yes, well…” Rarity gestured vaguely with her hoof. “It seemed like the right thing to say at the time.”
“Hmmmmmm….” Pinkie looked seriously at her friend for a moment, and then smiled brightly. “Okie dokie lokie!” She then hopped off, decidedly looking forward to the next time they got to have a super-duper fun battle with The Great And Powerful Trixie!!!
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