…And then a whole blasted week passed, with Sparkle passing by Celestia knows how many times without so much as a cursory glance, Trixie thought as she floated in the middle of Pinkie’s room. And wouldn’t you know it, instead of Sparkle coming out and discovering the lamp, that pink foal happened to come bouncing along and found it! Then she grabbed it, ran straight here, and started polishing it! Then Trixie came out, dressed like… this… Trixie glanced up at the purple turban atop her head, styled after her usual wizard’s hat, examined the vest patterned after her cape, and the two golden cuffs around her forelegs. And she started rattling of this ridiculous list of demands. Ugh, Trixie wishes she could just throttle her! Trixie paused for a moment, and then a sly grin spread across her face. Of course, Trixie could always just twist her wishes… That’s what genies are known for, is it not?
Trixie stopped as she heard the tell-tale footsteps of someone coming up the stairs. She regained her composure as a tower of precariously balanced cupcakes appeared from the stairs, followed by Pinkie, who had them balanced on her head.
“Greetings, Mistress,” Trixie said, taking a cupcake from the middle of the tower, causing the rest to cascade downward. Rather than coating the pink Earth Pony, however, Pinkie opened her mouth wide and let them all fall into her gullet. As Pinkie licked her lips, Trixie continued. “So, have you given a bit of thought to what you want to wish for?”
“A teeny bit,” Pinkie said. “And I thought “How super cool is it that I have a genie! I could have just about anything I want!” But then my brain started going “I want this! No that! No that! No that!”” Pinkie repeated the words “No that!” About fifteen times before Trixie cut in.
“ANYWAYS…” Trixie shouted.
“Anyways,” Pinkie repeated. “I couldn’t decide, there’s just way too much I could do, you know! So, I decided I’m going to invite everyone over and ask them what I should wish for!”
“What?!” Trixie shouted. If Sparkle knows Trixie's here now, she’s going to suspect something, and Trixie'll never get a chance to get to her! “P-Pinkie, Mistress, do you really think it’s wise to tell your friends about Trixie? They could get jealous of your fortune, and they could argue, and try to take me away!”
“That’s silly!” Pinkie said. “My friends would never do that!”
“Trust Trixie, when most ponies are faced with the prospect of phenomenal cosmic power, they can tend to get a little… nuts…”
Pinkie stopped and thought for a moment. “I wouldn’t want to upset anyone… but I still want their opinions…”
“If Trixie may, Mistress, why not ask them in the form of a hypothetical? Most ponies aren’t aware genies exist, but are familiar with the basic concept. Then you could ask them and they wouldn’t be any the wiser!”
“Gee, that’s a really good idea!” Pinkie said. “Alrighty, I’ll invite them over for a Random Question Party!” Before Trixie could ask just what a “Random Question Party” was, Pinkie already took off downstairs. This is going to be a long day… Trixie thought idly, before slipping back into the lamp.
A few hours later, Sugarcube Corner was full of the sound of laughter, as Pinkie and her friends were chatting away about nonsense.
“I dunno, I think the name Dusk Shine would really suit you, Twi!” Rainbow Dash said.
“Please, no,” Twilight said, laughing. “There’s a book called Dusk in the library that I came across about vampire ponies, one of those sappy teen romance books, and they don’t shrivel up in the sun! The actually shine! Can you believe that? There’s no way I could be called “Dusk Shine”, because of that!” The whole group laughed and laughed, save for Fluttershy.
“…I like Dusk…” Fluttershy said barely audibly.
“Ooh! Ooh! My turn!” Pinkie said suddenly. “Okay, okay, if you had a genie, what would you wish for?”
Every thought for a moment, before Rainbow Dash spoke up. “More wishes, duh!”
“Uh, Rainbow Dash, you can’t wish for more wishes,” Twilight said. “That’s one of the rules of genies.”
“Well then I’d just wish for more genies! Duh!” Rainbow Dash said. As she reclined in her seat, feeling she’d out-logic-ed Twilight, the purple unicorn merely rolled her eyes.
“Well, I’d probably wish to be able to talk to animals…” Fluttershy said. “That way, I could really understand how my little friends were feeling…”
“Ah wouldn’t wish fer nothin’” Applejack said. “I already got near everythin’ I want, n’anything else ah can just work for!” She paused for a moment. “’Course, a new hip for Granny Smith couldn’t hurt.”
“What about you, Rarity?” Pinkie said, turning to the alabaster unicorn, who seemed to be lost in thought.
What would I wish for… Rarity thought. Fame, fortune, love, all mine at the mere word…
Rarity
Main Singer: Pinkie Pie, Backup: Parade and Onlookers
(Prince Ali)
[Parade]
Make way for Rarity
Say hey! It's Rarity
[Pinkie Pie]
Hey! Clear the way in the old Bazaar
Hey you!
Let us through!
It's a bright new star!
Oh Come!
Be the first on your block to meet her eye!
Make way!
Here she comes!
Ring bells! Bang the drums!
Oh you gonna love her, guy!
Rarity! Fabulous she!
Rarity Belle!
Genuflect, show some respect
Down on one knee!
Now, try your best to stay calm,
Brush up your Sunday salaam,
Then come and meet her spectacular coterie!
Rarity! Wealthy is she!
Rarity Belle!
Dresses hemmed with every gem you’ll ever see!
She bought the nor-eastern fjords!
A million amethyst swords!
Who now owns Sapphire Shores?
[Parade (Including Sapphire Shores)]
Why, Rarity!
{Parade]
She's got seventy-five golden camels,
Purple peacocks, she's got fifty-three!
[Pinkie Pie]
When it comes to exotic-type mammals,
Has she got a zoo?
I'm telling you, it's a world-class menagerie!
Rarity! Beautiful she!
Rarity Belle!
That physique! How can I speak?!
Weak at the knee!
Well, get on out in that square,
Clean up your tail and prepare,
To gawk and grovel and stare at Rarity!
(Simultaneously:
[Male onlookers]
There's no question Rarity's alluring
Never ordinary, never boring
Everything about the girl just plain impresses
She's a winner, she's a whiz, a wonder!
She's about to pull my heart asunder!
[Hoity Toity]: And I absolutely love the way she dresses!)
[Parade (Onlookers)]
She's got ninety-five white Persian monkeys!
(She's got the monkeys, let's see the monkeys!)
And to view them she charges no fee!
(She's generous, so generous!)
She's got workers, and servants, and flunkies!
(Proud to work for her!)
They listen to her, love serving her,
They're just lousy with loyalty! Rarity! Rarity…
Rarity! Amorous she!
Rarity Belle!
[Pinkie Pie]
Heard your prince sure was a sight lovely to see!
And that, good people, is why she got dolled up and dropped by,
[Parade]
With sixty elephants, llamas galore,
With her bears and lions,
A brass band and more,
With her forty fakirs, her cooks, her bakers,
Her birds that warble on key!
Make way!
For Rarityyyyyyyyy!
Rarity snapped out of her train of thought for a moment, and looked around at the group, who all seemed to notice her prolonged silence.
“Oh, um… some new dresses, I suppose,” Rarity said hastily. “And fancy new clothes for everyone in town would be nice.”