//------------------------------// // Vignette's Coup // Story: Sunset Shimmer's New Groove // by PrimalEmperor626 //------------------------------// "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT, TWILIGHT!!!" Sunset bellowed as she shook Twilight like a rag doll. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!?!?!?!?! "THAT TITLE BELONGS TO ME! NOBODY ELSE! I! ME! MINE!" Sunset ungripped Twilight and turned to Pinkie. "Pinkie! Pillow! Now!" "Okey-dokey-lokey!" Pinkie answered. She ran up to Sunset and pulled a pillow out of her hair and handed it to her. Sunset grabbed the pillow from her hands and screamed into it. After doing so, Sunset handed it back to Pinkie, who stuffed back in her hair. "Let's wrap this tour up already, shall we?!" Sunset barked. She stormed off, the Sparkles following close behind. Then another door open, in came Bulk Biceps. "Yo, Pinkie, boss wants us to find her a mug that doesn't show President/Princess Sunset's face on it." Bulk said. "Okay!" Pinke replied with a salute. Meanwhile... While Sunset was giving touring the Sparkle siblings around the school, Vignette was lounging in Sunset's chair, wallowing in her luxury as if she were the senior president herself. A knock on the door was heard. "You may enter," she told whoever was behind the door. Said door was opened to reveal a handful of teenagers. And not just any group- the rockers, starting with Flash, followed by Cherry and Mystery, then Thunderbass, then Ringo, then Brawly Beats, then Valhallen, and last but not least Napalm Crimson. "We're to see President Sunset." See what I mean now? Since the start of the new year, Vignette's been running my career behind my back, as if she were the president/Fall Formal princess, herself, and I thought, this has gotta stop. "I can care less if you're short on- what was it again?" Vignette insisted meanly. "Strings and drum skins for our instruments?" was Flash's answer. "NMP." Vignette replied coldly. Over time, the school came to understand Vignette's acronym talk. It still annoys them, though. "You sure seem rather comfy in your position, Vignette," Cherry said bluntly. "I also can't help noticing you've been, quote-unquote, "filling in" for Sunset, whom, by the way, we haven't seen by your side for quite a while." "Last time we checked, Sunset's the president and Fall Formal Princess. Not you." Flash firmly stated. It was then, the door opened in came Sunset and the Sparkles back from their school tour. Her frown deepened upon seeing not only Vignette at it once again, but the sight of her ex-boyfriend again. Then returned her glare to her vice-president. "Tell me you're not doing my job again!" Sunset said in agitation. Before Vignette could say anything, the door opened. Suddenly Bulk and Pinkie entered with a mug. "Hey, Vignette! We found a mug for ya without Sunset's face on it!" Bulk said happily. "And this mug says 'I heart dumb mugs!' Isn't that funny?" Pinkie added before noticing the hard, unamused looks from Sunset and the Rockers. "Is this a bad time?" They asked at once. "Vignette, my office, in private, now!" Sunset hissed. The two teens headed in, while the group waited. "So, do you guys heart dumb mugs?" Bulk and Pinkie asked eagerly. The Rockers and the Sparkle siblings gave the duo odd looks. In Sunset's Presidential Office "Please, SS, you needn't worry your pretty head, I was only dealing with meaningless matters..." Vignette ranted. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You were pressed for time, it was a minor detail I could take care of myself, didn't want your adoring public getting antsy, heard it all before. Yadda yadda yadda... Wait... *zooms in on Vignette teeth, spotting a piece of spinach among them.* What the hay! Is that spinach in her teeth? Start flossing, Valencia. After a few minutes of hearing her rambling, Sunset finally spoke up. "You're fired." Sunset firmly told her. The sound of a record scratch fills the air. Vignette could not believe what she just heard. "Say again?" Vignette uttered in disbelief. "Let me put it this way:" Sunset started. "You've been let go, you're part of outplacement, you've been voted out, you're being downsized, you get the boot. Need I go on?" Suddenly the intercom buzzed. "President/Princess Sunset, your literature class is coming up. Please come immediately." The person on the intercom told her. "I'll be right there. Princess Sunset out." She replied. "I understand you can't be here, so skedaddle on outta here. Places to go, things to do, folks to see." Sunset said to Vignette, jerking her thumb to the door before walked out. Vignette, still feeling peeved about the downsizing, stormed out grumbling as she went, followed by Sunset. Before the school president left the office, she turned to Twilight and Spike. "So, if I were you, I'd take my class assignments right about now." "But we haven't had our classes determined yet." Twilight pointed out. "And just how will we get to our classes on time at this point?" Spike asked in annoyance. Sunset put her finger to her chin in thought. "Don't know, don't care. How's that?" With that, she walked out without a care. "Is she usually this much of a brat?" Twilight asked the rockers still here, who nodded in response. "Heh heh, so you got canned, huh? Not that I was eavesdropping or anything!" Bulk said as he followed Vignette out of the office, Pinkie in tow. Sunset walked to her class, while Vignette, Bulk, and Pinkie went elsewhere in the opposite direction. The former cracked her knuckles in stretched arms, whereas the latter mumbled bitterly. Oh yeah, baby! At this point, everything was going my way! A Sunset mug was smashed on a cinderblock by a mallet... in Vignette's hands. Vignette, along with her two hench-people was in a corner of the maintenance room, and Pinkie offered a cinderblock a few mugs, and even the mallet from the inexplicable confines of her hair. ...Or... so I thought. "Sunset can't just give me the boot! Does she not (a little to the right, Bulk) know who I am?!" Vignette ranted. Bulk shifted the mug as she commanded. Smash. "Yeah, you'd think she'd turn out any better," said Pinkie Pie. "I gave the best two years to make the whole school ours, and just like that, she fires me right out of the gate!" Smash. "Well, to be fair, boss, " Bulk started. "you were running her job behind her back." "You saying this my fault?!" Vignette barked at him. "Uh, no! It's just that, Sunset's the school president and Fall Formal Princess, not you." Bulk pointed out. "At least you're taking your anger out on these mugs instead of the real Sunset." Said Pinkie. "She'd hit you like a ton of bricks." "Yeah, it would be quite the one-two punch." Bulk added. Vignette was about snarl at Pinkie when she stopped as the wheels in her pretty head turned and she got an idea. A wonderful idea. A wonderful, awful idea. A wicked grin formed on her face. "Pinkie, Bulk, you're geniuses!" Vignette said as she grabbed the two and shook them up, dropping the mugs in the process. "I'll get rid of Sunset Shimmer!" She cackled with delight. "The real Sunset Shimmer?" They asked in confusion. Vignette stopped her laugh and looked to her hench-people. "No, Queen Elsa." Vignette quipped. "Of course the real Sunset Shimmer! Do you not see this? With Bacon hair out of the picture and no one opposing, I'll take over and rule the school with an iron fist, hang with the jet-set, mingle with the cool crowd, maybe even take over the world. Brrrrilliant!" Pinkie and Bulk clapped dumbly but soon stopped. "One problem with that, Vignette." Pinkie told her. "Sunset's the princess and president. Not you." "And how's that work with you now that you're fired?" asked Bulk. "A problem I intend to remedy," said Vignette. "The only ones who know about that are the four of us," Vignette held up four fingers before pressing her pinkie finger. "soon to be the three of us." "And I'm one of those three, right?" Pinkie held up the three fingers with a goofy open smile. "To the secret lab!" Vignette commanded. They ran to the auditorium, and onto the stage where there was a pair of levers. Pinkie and Bulk stood by said levers, while Vignette stood on the trapdoor unwittingly, confidence in her posture and a devious smile on her face. "Pull the lever, Bulk!" She commanded. Bulk did so... which suddenly opened the floor under her feet, causing her to float on thin air for a couple of seconds before she dropped! "WRONG LEEEVVVEEERRR!!!" "Oops!" exclaimed Bulk. Soon Vignette returned to the stage... with a mop bucket on her head. "Why do I even HAVE that lever?!" Vignette groaned in agitation as she tossed the bucket back down the hole before it closed. She marched grumpily to the levers. "Told ya we should've labeled them." Pinkie told her. "OMW!" Vignette snarled. She pulled the lever next to Pinkie, which caused the wall they standing by to revolve like a door and spun until it stopped and they were out of sight. The trio ran to what looked like a rail car. It looked like the kind you would ride at an amusement park and looked to be fashioned after a bumper car. The petty blogger sat up front, while Bulk and Pinkie sat in the back. The duo was hopping in their seats with wide grins, Vignette has a stoic face as she licked her hand and slicked her hair back. The speakers screeched to life. "Please remain seated and keep your arms and legs inside the car at all times. Remember to smile and enjoy the ride! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA" Stated the recording of Pinkie's voice. "I regret letting Pinkie record for this." Grumbled Vignette. Then the railcar down the track which sloped diagonally and entered a loop-de-loop and turned a hard right. "I'M ABOUT TO LOSE MY LUNCH!!!" Bulk shouted. "DON'T YOU DARE PUKE IN THIS CAR!" Vignette demanded. "WHEEE! SHOUTING IS FUN!!!" shouted an ecstatic Pinkie. Then the railcar crossed some panels with bullseyes on them, which caused it to jump off the track and onto the next five bounce bullseyes. Left. Left. Right. Left. Right. Then they took a left turn and crossed a green circle with a roundabout arrow within, causing them to continue... backward. "What was the point of that turning feature again?" Bulk asked puzzledly. The railcar jerked to the right and then another right and then left before riding over another green turning circle, setting their railcar forward once more. Just in time, too because they entered a winding track as you ride on roller coasters like SeaWorld's Kraken and Islands of Adventure's Dueling Dragons! "VIGNETTE, PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR! WHOOO-HOOOO!!!!" Pinkie shouted with glee, hands in the air as did Bulk. They left winding track and rode along a track with glowing arrows pointing forward, which caused them to speed up, their hair, lips, and eyelids flapping from the gust of speed. Ahead was the entrance to the secret lab. When they reached the end of the ride, they leaped off into the lab... all three wearing goggles and lab coats, one of which is little stretched taut due to Bulk's frame. Pinkie's hair, for some bizarre reason, changed to the style of Frankenstein's bride. It goes with the mad scientist vibe. Not gonna ask. They hive-fived one another and ran into the lab. Vignette stopped in front of one of the tables with tubes and bottles full of who knows what substances. "Now..." Started Vignette. "how do I pull this off?" Then a bulb lit up over her head. "I got it!" She exclaimed. "First, I turn her into a gerbil, then I put that gerbil in a box, then stuff said box in a bigger one, then mail the box to myself, and when it comes to my doorstep, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I run it over with a lawnmower!" "Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant! Hashtag: Evilgenius!" She said as she accidentally knocked a small vial from a table she was next to, spilling the fluid into a storm drain in the process. The three were dumbfounded at the sight. "Orrr... to save on postage and shipping, I'll simply slip this minor poison in her drink!" Vignette added with a grin. "Discord almighty, poison?!" Said Pinkie and Bulk with shock. "Relax, it's not deadly." Vignette assured them. "This vial contains a weakened strain of chickenpox. When she drinks this concoction, she will gross out student and staff alike before running out of the school, then be shunned when she returns! "Take it, Bulk!" Vignette said as she handed the vial to her henchman. "Feel the power!" "I feel it, alright," said Bulk. "My moment of triumph is at hand! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Hashtag: It'schowtime!" "Yay!" Pickie squealed as she clapped in excitement. Little do they know, things wouldn't turn the way they hoped. You could say her scheme bucked up! Not funny, Pinkie!