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// Hold Your Head High 
// Story: Through The Grapevine 
// by Unknown Ficwriter 
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"Don't you dare ignore me," Chrysalis snarled as Twilight paid her no mind.

"The world is ending in less than a day, so why waste it fighting?" Twilight lamented. Teleporting in front of her, Chrysalis gripped her chest fur, bringing her face uncomfortably close to hers. Twilight's body was limp as they locked eyes.

"Your ilk has taken everything from me"—throws her to the ground—"you'll not deny me! I'll be the one to defeat you, not death nor armageddon," Chrysalis growled. On her side, Twilight begrudgingly considered her words. The encounter didn't make sense, yet a thought began to emerge.

Perhaps this fight was her way of coping. Maybe she meant to convey that one should strive, even in the face of annihilation. Still unsure, Twilight rose to a smiling Chrysalis.