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// 74: History Revised by VelvetHeart 
// Story: Xenophilia: Shotglass Oneshots 
// by TheQuietMan 
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The background hum of ponies talking was momentarily overwhelmed by the squealing of a swarm of foals as they obediently, but noisily followed their teacher and their tourguide through the ancient exhibits. A nervous-looking young mare in the museum's uniform trailed after the group, run ragged by her attempts to keep the curious little fillies and colts from touching (or climbing!) the precious artifacts.

"Ooh, Lero!" Twilight Sparkle's excitement seemed a complete antithesis to Rainbow Dash' utter boredom-induced catatonia, "They have one of Snowdrop's original snowflakes on display here, made by Snowdrop herself!"

Lero thought for a moment as Twilight's magic grasped his hand to tug him along. "Ah, I remember reading that bedtime-story to Scootaloo. That's the little blind filly who invented snow, right?" Even after all his time in Equestria, the idea someone had to invent snow in this world still tickled him at times.

They could feel the chill rolling off the display the moment they entered the Snowdrop Exhibit room, enchanted crystals cooling the single precious snowflake held in its glassy home.

"Woah," Lero whispered at the sight, causing even Rainbow Dash to perk up and pay attention to where she was, "it's the size of my hand and shaped like one of those ninja-throwing-stars."

"Why yes!" Twilight Sparkle cheerfully explained, "Snowdrop was one of the most-legendary warriors and the first to weaponize weather to such an extent!"

Rainbow Dash grinned; now here was some interesting history she was at least familiar with! "Not just legendary, legendarily-brutal! Because she couldn't see, she sent a storm of these babies into her enemies and followed the screams and the feeling of their hot, spraying blood on her skin to find her enemies in battle! Snowdrop still holds the highest killcount for ponies killed to this very day, even if you only count the ones she killed with just her teeth!"

Lero stood bemused for a second. This was... rather different than the bedtime story suggested. "But... how did she tell her allies from her enemies?"

"Oh, she didn't," Twilight replied, "she always completely lost herself in bloodlust. They coined a new term for her fighting style: Berserker."

"I... guess little bullied fillies that make soft, pretty snow can grow up to be bloodthirsty berserkers."

"Actually," Rainbow Dash replied, "the first snowflakes weren't meant to be soft. She just wasn't good enough at sharpening them yet."



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Based on a one-shot prompt by Spinelstride.
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