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// Celestia wasn't who she said she was? 
// Story: What If... 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"You absolute fool, Twilight..." Celestia hissed as she stepped off the throne. "You really thought I was your dear old mentor? What a rubbish idea!"

Twilight raised a brow. 

A ring of green flames washed over Celestia's body.

"Queen Chrysalis?!" Twilight shrieked. "When did you--"

The Queen Chrysalis-branded luxury overcoat fell off the CMC's collective shoulders.

Twilight raised her other brow.

"W-we can explain! We were just practicing for our school play!"

"Oh, oka--"

"SYKE!" the three fillies collectively shouted. They began to deflate as 34 weasels began to escape from the costumes.

Twilight wiggled her eyebrows like it was time for a Friday night dance-off.

The weasels collectivized and fused into a single being, looming over Twilight. It was Rainbow Trix. Who is Rainbow Trix? No matter, it was actually Sweetie Giraffe.

"AM NOT RELEVANT." Sweetie Giraffe boomed. "WILL DESTROY STORY. TOO SHORT."

The Queen of England proceeded to open a door conveniently placed in Sweetie Giraffe's side and step out. It was a trojan horse all along.

OUT OF NOWHERE, SWEETIE GIRAFFE EMERGES FROM YOUR SCREEN AND PUTS ELEPHANT BOOTS ON YOU BY FORCE.