Changing the Face Of
The Phial and Filly Alchemist Supply was the best place to shop for mare care products. It had all sorts of concoctions to improve the quality of a pony's coat, mane, and tail, from adding volume to reducing curls. That last part was what primarily kept Velvet a return customer.
Velvet took her time navigating the labyrinth of aisles. She stopped at the bathing section to pick up Crystal's favorite rose-scented bath oils and her own preferred shampoo. Then, once she had the aisle to herself, she slipped the anti-curl potion into her shopping basket.
"Velvet?"
Was that Dawn's voice? Velvet turned her head and did her best to smile when she spotted the mare in the next aisle over, coming toward her. "Oh, hey, Dawn."
Act casual. It was totally normal for ponies to meet by happenstance at places like beauty stores. If Velvet acted like something was wrong, then Dawn would get worried. Besides, there wasn't anything wrong at all! It just felt weird to see Dawn at such an ordinary place. Really weird.
Dawn smiled brightly. "You shop here, too?"
Velvet shifted to look around and shrugged. "I think most mares shop here, honestly."
There was a brief falter in Dawn's smile. Crabapples!
Velvet cleared her throat. "So, what are you here for, huh? Getting some coat glitter for a big date?"
"Oh." Dawn's ears flicked as she looked down into her own basket. There were a few bottles that Velvet couldn't see well enough to know what they were, but she guessed from the way Dawn wasn't blushing that none of them were out of the ordinary.
And then Dawn blushed.
"Oh, my!" Velvet grinned and stepped closer to her. "Who's the lucky mare?"
Dawn quickly shook her head. "N-no! I don't—I don't have a date, I just—" She bit her lower lip and looked away. "I just—I thought—I was thinking of going out to the bar tonight, you know, like you do, to find somepony."
Velvet's grin fell. "What? To the bar?" Her brow furrowed. "But, Dawn, sweetie, I thought you wanted something more than that?"
"I don't know what I want," Dawn mumbled, then shook her head again. "A-Anyway, it doesn't matter. I don't know if I'll do it."
Velvet hummed thoughtfully as she looked Dawn over. "Listen, Dawn. If you're not happy with what we've got—"
"No!" Dawn squeaked. She reached out and put a hoof on Velvet's, determination in her eyes. "That's not it at all! I just, I just wanted to try something new. I'm sorry, I won't do it, I promise."
Velvet couldn't help a small laugh, though she was suddenly filled with earnest concern for Dawn's well-being. The mare seriously needed to live a little! "Sweetie, you can do whatever you want! I don't care."
Dawn hesitated before withdrawing her hoof. "You don't?"
"Nope!"
After another moment of hesitation, careful consideration on her face, Dawn sighed. "Then... do you mind explaining how it works?"
Velvet nodded her head for Dawn to follow her as she started walking down the aisle. "How what works?"
"One—One night stands," Dawn whispered.
"Oh! Sure!" Velvet grinned and paused to look over a selection of different colors of hoof polish. "It's really simple. You go out, you find a pony you like, you flirt a little, and if they seem receptive, then you ask if they want to move things to their place. If they say yes, then you go have yourself a good time."
Dawn chewed on her lower lip and tried to look busy with a bottle of mane dye balanced on one hoof before she set it back down. "What if they say no?"
Velvet offered a light shrug. "It happens! You just have to move on."
"Oh." Dawn's ears drooped, followed by her head. "I-I don't know..."
Velvet glanced at her, sighed, and turned to face her. "Okay. Ask me out."
Dawn blinked a few times. "What?"
"Ask me out."
Dawn's gaze flickered about, as if seeking an explanation from the products that surrounded them, then said, "Er—uh, Velvet? Would you... like to go out?"
Velvet smiled. "No."
Dawn waited a moment before shuffling her hooves and asking, "What are we doing?"
Velvet's smile widened into a grin. "Proving that the world doesn't end if a pony tells you no."
"Oh." A small giggle escaped Dawn before her gentle but cheerful expression returned. "I guess you're right."
Velvet bumped their flanks together as she passed her, heading toward the counter. "Of course I'm right! Come on, let's check out and get some lunch. I'm hungry!" She looked over her shoulder and added in a quiet, teasing voice, "And maybe after that, we can practice your pick-up techniques back at your place."
That oh-so-cute blush returned to Dawn's face, but she smiled brightly and nodded. "Okay!"
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Nightingale rested her hind leg on the barre and beamed at Velvet while they went through their stretches. "So your roommate's coltfriend actually proposed! That's so exciting! Have they set a date yet?"
"Nah, Crystal's all 'oh, but we just got engaged, it's too soon for that'." Velvet grunted as she sat in a perfect split, reaching her forelegs for her right hindhoof. "I thought that was the first thing ponies did when they got engaged!"
Nightingale shrugged. "I think everypony is different." She shifted into the next position but froze halfway through the movement. "Huh?" Her ears wiggled. "Hey, who's that cutie?"
"Who?" Velvet followed Nightingale's gaze and laughed at the sight of a royal guard pegasus standing in the doorway. "Oh, it's Tumbler!" She pushed herself up to stand on all fours and trotted toward him. "Hey, creep!"
Thunder Tumble's ears shot up as he turned his head to look at her. "Oh, Velvet, I—"
"What do you think you're doing?" Velvet shoved her face in his, putting on her best look of irritation. "Does the guard pay you to sleaze around, gawking at mares? This is a place of business, you know!"
Tumble took a step back, his wings tucking in close to his sides as if to make himself smaller—which, given how much bigger he was than her, was almost comical enough to crack her composure. Almost. "No, it's not that, I—"
Velvet rolled her eyes. "Oh, so when you're standing guard, you don't want to talk, but now you're all chatty colt?"
"It really isn't—"
"Sorry, Tumbler, but some of us are getting paid to work, not lech!" She waggled a hoof at him. "We have a lot of practice to do today. No time for you to pick up mares. Try a bar like a normal pony!"
Tumble stared at her with a muddled expression. His mouth hung agape until he snapped it shut. With a light snort, he turned around and made a quick getaway for the front door.
Velvet waited until he was out of earshot before she let out a cackle. "He is so much fun!"
Nightingale trotted up alongside her, eyes wide. "Did you just chase away a royal guard?"
"What? Oh, yeah, but it's okay. He's a friend. It's all in good fun!"
"But what if he was here on important business?" Nightingale furrowed her brow.
"Tumbler? Important business?" Velvet snickered, shaking her head. "No, if Tumbler was on important business, he wouldn't be so easy to chase off. He was probably just bored in between shifts or something."
Nightingale eyed her with clear skepticism before her expression shifted into some doe-eyed look of infatuation. "Sooo, he's a friend of yours?"
Velvet took a startled step back at the change in Nightingale's demeanor. "Uh, yeah?"
"Just friends?" Nightingale advanced on her.
Velvet frowned. "Yes, just friends! What about it?"
Nightingale hesitated, then wiggled her ears. "Can you hook me up a date with him?"
"What?" Velvet waved a hoof at her and started back toward where they had been stretching. "Oh, whatever! Sure, yeah, I'll ask him next time I see him. I don't think I've seen him with anypony special, so maybe he's single?" She shrugged.
"Ooh, I hope he is." Nightingale shook out her coat before sitting down. She tucked in one leg and stretched the other out, reaching to touch the extended hoof. "Speaking of special someponies, how are things going with you and Dawn?"
Velvet's ears pinned back. "We're not special someponies."
Nightingale inclined her head to look up at her with one brow raised.
"We're not," Velvet repeated, rolling her eyes. "And things are fine. In fact, I think she's finally taking my advice and going to shop around for a real special somepony."
"Wait, what? Really?" Nightingale shifted legs to stretch the other one before straightening up into a deep lunge. "I thought she was totally into you!"
Velvet finished her own stretches and rolled over onto her back to stare at the ceiling. "Nah, she knows the deal. She just hasn't stepped out of her comfort zone yet, is all."
Nightingale gave up with a shake of her head and a sigh.
"Is everypony ready?" the lighting director Lazuli Luminaire asked, stomping a hoof to call attention to herself. "We have a tight schedule today, so let's get started!"
The choreography for Canterella had been finalized, which meant it was time to practice while Lazuli watched to plan the lighting design for the performance. That also meant a whole day of not just working to be in sync with each other, but having to redo sections over and over until Lazuli had an idea for them. In short: it was going to be a very long day.
When the ballerinas started to either line up off to the sides or—in Nightingale and Velvet's case—stand on their marks for the first scene, something amiss became suddenly apparent.
Lazuli looked around. "Where's Perennial?"
"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her today," Velvet mumbled, frowning. "Hard to miss her over-inflated ego."
"That's weird. I don't think Perennial has ever missed practice." Nightingale's ears drooped. "Do you think she's okay?"
"I saw her this morning when I got in," Lazuli put in. "She looked fine to me! She seemed like she was in good spirits, actually."
Velvet frowned. "Well, that's not a sign of the end of times or anything."
Nightingale swatted at Velvet, giggling.
"Well, I can fill in for her for now," Beryl Waltz chimed, looking over at Ocean Starlight. "And my understudy can fill in for me."
Ocean nodded enthusiastically. "I can! I definitely can!"
Lazuli clapped her hooves. "Then it looks like things are settled!" She sat down on a stool and picked up a notebook, flipping to about halfway in. Her expression grew serious as the professional in her kicked into action; they would have to demonstrate the choreography at least twice before she would even begin taking notes on a lighting design. "All right, let's do the initial run."
The first scene was easy enough. Beryl worked off to one side to sweep the floor and clean a mirror while Velvet and Nightingale sat at a table, playing a game of cards. Each move was exaggerated, as was much of the role the Stepsisters played in the ballet.
As Nightingale set down a card, she brought one hindhoof up in passé above the knee of the other leg, then switched. When Velvet placed her card over Nightingale's, she spread her legs and shifted her working hindhooves in fondu, back and forth a few times, then brought her knees together.
The music began to escalate and their hind legs remained together, balanced on the very tips of their hooves, slapping one card down over the other's in a heated battle of some game until Nightingale's cue came. She jumped upright, scattered the cards to end the game, and pranced to the center stage with a long scarf. While Velvet gathered up some of the cards and chased after her, Nightingale began her routine—right leg high développé, bring it down to swing the left leg back.
It was fun. Velvet felt alive. This was what she had been missing in ballet—the fun of it all. The thrill of movement and freedom, even if it was a choreographed routine! She didn't have to match the other corps dancers. She didn't have to shut off her mind to move by pure instinct and react to her fellow dancers. She just had to follow her own moves, her own steps, and enjoy every moment of it.
Nightingale broke down into a fit of giggles. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, can we start over?"
Lazuli blinked. "What? Why? What happened?"
Nightingale pointed at Velvet. "She looks too happy and it's completely messing me up!"
Lazuli's gaze snapped to Velvet and she wagged a hoof. "Velvet, there is no smiling in ballet!" After holding the serious look as long as she could, she cracked a smile. "No, but really, didn't you two audition for this together? I expected you two to be in perfect harmony."
Velvet huffed and tossed her mane as she dropped down onto all fours to wander back to the card table. "Excuse me for enjoying myself!"
"Okay, no, seriously, there's enjoying yourself, and then there's looking so happy you might cry." Nightingale flicked a wing to lightly slap Velvet's flank. "Does this mean that much to you?"
Before Velvet could respond, Beryl cleared her throat. "Ladies, ladies, some of us are trying to maintain a professional career here." She looked down her snouts at them, then burst into laughter. "Wow, how does she act like that all day? I can't even say it once!"
"Because she's full of salt and pepper and all things unsweet like you," Velvet teased.
Beryl laughed again and rose to her hind legs, grasping the broom in her forehooves. "Let's take it from the top."
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"Let's take a break," Lazuli called, clapping her hooves. "I think I'm starting to get an idea. Why don't you all refresh with some water while I jot down some notes and we start back at the beginning?"
Velvet wiped her forehead with the back of her leg as she and the others walked over to where their bags were lined up against one wall. "I am exhausted."
Nightingale picked up Velvet's water bottle and tossed it to her. "Well, that's what happens when you get a bigger role! We're in like, a lot of the scenes!"
"Corps is hard, but this is grueling." Velvet slumped against the wall, pausing to chug as much water as it took until she didn't feel the fire in her veins as much, then gasped for air. "Maybe we should have just stayed where we belong!"
"And miss out on all the fun you were having on the first run-through? Never!" Nightingale settled down beside her. "Velvet, we're in a lot of scenes."
Velvet shot her a light glare. "Yeah, you already pointed that out after my muscles told me so."
"No, I mean..." Nightingale's wings quivered. "Roles like this. This is how ponies get noticed. What if there's a talent scout at one of the performances?"
Velvet paused as the idea settled on her with all the grace of a raging manticore. She blinked a few times when it finally sparked a rush of adrenaline. "Do you really think so?!"
Nightingale beamed. "Who knows! It could happen! I mean, it's happened before!"
Velvet opened her mouth to speak, but her gaze latched on to the scene behind Nightingale. A few of the ballerinas were looking out into the studio, ears alert. Like a stun spell making its way across the room, more and more of them noticed the initial group of frozen mares and followed suit, until finally Velvet did the same.
The clicking of hooves against the smooth floors resounded in the silence that held the room as Perennial walked toward them.
"I have great news, ladies." Perennial stopped to stand tall and proud, all attention falling on her.
Velvet's stomach suddenly twisted up in knots. There was no such thing as great news when it came from Perennial's mouth.
"We won't be continuing with the Canterella performance." Perennial smiled.
Hushed murmuring slithered through the crowd. Nightingale shot Velvet a confused look, and she returned it with unrestrained disdain. What the hay was going on?
"I had a talk with the board about the situation this company is facing." Perennial's ear flicked, but her light smile remained in place. "After we discussed the matter, they agreed that in order to move the company in the best direction—socially as well as financially—a change needed to be made."
One of Velvet's hooves tapped against the floor in a fit of nerves. Perennial was stalling. She was building up to a dramatic reveal, and it made Velvet all the more sick with anxiety.
Perennial's smile widened as she finally announced, "Going forward, we will be instead practicing to perfect our performance of Swan Lake for an encore tour across Equestria."
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Oh, I'm pretty sure Velvet's going to ask Runic if it's possible his alchemy can make an authentic voo-doo doll.
Lots of face changing this chapter.
On the one hand Dawn doesn't seem like she would feel comfortable doing what Velvet does. On the other hand she is copying the 'I don't know what I want' thing that Velvet has going to a T.
The SS NightStep isn't gone after all, it has merely ran into a rogue bit of thunder. Velvet has an opportunity to angle for the missed threesome after all.
A completely true statement on all accounts. We know that people join the ballet for the money.
Perennial hoovered Velvet's missing smile off the floor and added it to her own. Shine you pearly whites, shine!
Oh Sunny? can you please please please Fire Lance Perennial? There's a good mare.
well, time to plan an assassination
Well, damn. That ending.
I remember getting points for that. I think it was gardenia shampoo, right?
...Velvet like that is cruel to her.
...so that instead of words we'll be using pillows. Hurts less.
uh, even I don't know what I tried to do here
"Sorry, run that by me again?"
"We're doing swan lake for the entire run"
"That's what I thought you said. Unrelated topic, are you sensitive to taste or smell? Like, say, a little something... extra... in your salad?"
"Why would I pay attention to taste when I need to show I'm the best?"
"That's what I was hoping you'd say"
Can someone please feed Perennial to a flock of hungry baby griffins?
And take pictures of it ... lots of pictures ...
6834577 Didn't Nightingale tell Velvet in an early chapter that she wasn't into mares, though?
Perineal is a terrible pony! This chapter made we want to get a glimpse of Nightingale's story
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A very minor setback in the wild guessing of things. I don't have the exact quote at my fingertips, however I am willing to bet that it didn't mention mares and stallions at the same time. Further we know that Velvet is a good customer at the Phial and Filly whose proprietor Runic does have a potion that reverses the gender of the one who imbibes it.
If looks could kill, Perennial would have burst into flame...
...Because Velvet wouldn't want to see Perennial die without greatly suffering first.
"Come on Perennial, you're on fire, girl! Let's see you do 32 Fouettes now! You've never been this hot before!"
...And Velvet smiled at what she had done, and called it good.
It's almost like Perennial knew that everypony else was enjoying themselves and felt the need to change that by simultaneously advancing her career and voiding her bladder all over the dancing corps' desires. Seriously, did you ever consider talking to anypony else?
Well, now we've finally seen the event that leads to Velvet leaving the company.
Actually, it kind of makes me wonder how many of the others are going to leave with her.
Or if one of them changes their name to Tonya Harding, if you're old enough to know what I mean.
6835116 Velvet wouldn't have some simple loser baton Perennial's knee, she'd prefer to do it herself.
Sometimes you want to sit someone down and tell them they're being awful. And some times you just want to punch them in the face.
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The lengths that your mind travels to get your ship to sail...
Something new? Hopefully that isn't a question about stallions, because I'm not sure Velvet is prepared to answer if so.
That was mean to poor Tumbler, Velvet.
Oooo, now there's a fun development. I'm kind of wondering why he was there in the first place, though. The shippy side of my brain is wondering if he's trying to approach Velvet but keeps getting intimidated away.
Perennial is missing? That seems potentially significant.
Mother of Celestia, that was a cheerful and happy ballet rehearsal for once, and all it took was Perennial being MIA.
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Too many smiles! We've reached the end of the buffer and wrapped back around to frowns!
Welp, so much for happiness. Probably explains Velvet's reason for changing companies, too. She seemed far too satisfied with this Canterella production for that to make sense.
Velvet really needs to get some of Runic's unstable shampoos and switch them into Perennial's stuff, Burn the witch's fur off or make her a nauseous neon color. Down with the stuck up mare!
sorry got abit carried away. This was a good chapter, then Perennial popped up and had to kick everyone in the face. Dont like her at all. But I enjoyed the chapter and cant wait to see the next one. Keep up the good work!
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I actually have zero investment one way or another, but I remember some people mentioning it. One of my favorite things is thinking of ways something could happen without simply waving my hand and declaring it.
...Urge to kill rising.
More seriously, I think Velvet screwed herself here by scaring off Tumbler. I'm not entirely sure why he was around, but having a guard on hand could have given her some interesting options with Perennial. I get the distinct impression Velvet could have baited the bitch into saying something really stupid or possibly even hitting her which could have easily solved her Perennial problem by getting her arrested. After all, the company will probably dump her for that, and even if she manages to hold onto her job, there is no way they are going to give her this much power after that kind of fuck up. That and the combination of the arrest, trials, and probable punishment will keep her out of work for a while no matter what happens.
Perennial needs to go away, or at least have her part in the ballet company downplayed considerably. Unfortunately Lapis seems to like her too much to let that happen
Whoa, whoa! Save the leg-spreading and fondue for Velvet's bedroom!
So Perennial just convinced the manager to screw over literally everypony except herself by performing only one show with only one particularly noticeable role. Well then. At least we know what spurred Velvet to try out for the next company up.
I am disapointing in the lack of Red. I declare this chapter a fake chapter!
Darn! Hopefully Velvet can find some fun in this and not quit the corps... right?
I really, strongly dislike Perennial.
6835068 I don't think Runic sells that potion. Actually, I have no idea why Runic even made that potion or how Silent ended up taking it. I really don't remember.
In any case, Nightingale made it clear she doesn't like Velvet that way.
Alas, having read through Secrets and Wishes, I miss out on some of the suspense. Still, it's great to have what were previously background events fully fleshed out.
6834533 She probably doesn't have happy feelings right now, no!
6834577 I have a feeling Dawn was probably doing the "I don't know what I want" before Velvet was... she strikes me as the type who's been shy and uncertain her whole life.
And oh, yes, definitely, ballerinas are definitely money-grubbing golddiggers. Why else would they put themselves through the grueling torture that is ballet!
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That's one solution!
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I'm sure we could put a pretty good squadron together in this comment section alone...
6834763 Correct! Velvet's preferred shampoo is white gardenia.
6834911 So many different preferred methods of dealing with the issue! Oh, my, y'all are devious.
6834944 Devious and deadly!
6835039 Fans of Perennial seem to be nil at this point! And oh? What exactly struck your interest regarding Nightingale?
6835105 It does seem like Perennial had it out for this ballet, didn't she? She's been pretty down on other ponies not taking it seriously (okay, mostly she was harassing Velvet, but I'm *sure* it wasn't all directed at our favorite ballerina)
6835116 We have!... Or have we?
Hmm!
6835166 I have felt that way before, I won't lie!
6835191 Velvet seems to have it out for Tumbler. She says it's because he wouldn't let her in that hospital room that one time. And that they're friends and it's all in good fun. He didn't seem to take it all in good fun, though, did he?
I like the way the shippy side of your brain thinks. Tumbler seemed to be looking for somepony in particular!
There is a serious Cinderella, and there's a comical Cinderella... And I just had to pick the latter. It seemed like way too much fun!
Who would have thought that too many smiles would lead to such disaster!
6835236 The methods of dealing with Perennial just keep coming in!
6835350 Hahah! Well, they had been practicing for a while, so she would have had to keep him there a while... Oh, wait. I don't think that'd be too difficult, actually. Watching mares dance about? Sign me up!
6835357 Lapiz is just a lighting director! And I don't think she'll be too happy to know her day running through the dance and taking notes was wasted. It's the board you gotta look out for...
6835360 Yes! Someone commented in the spreading legs! So, now I can link this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9MmcIu518w&feature=youtu.be&t=132
It's what she does! She spreads 'em! I stared at it for a while, then said, okay, fine. Velvet spreads her legs. Done! I don't know if fondu is the right term for the fiddling of the feet, but it's the best I could find.
6835374 Oh, it's real, all right! Neener!
6835545 And you are not alone in those feelings!
6835786 Actually, I think almost everyone who's following this story has read Secrets and Wishes! I don't recognize any unfamiliar names, anyway. And it's a situation that comes up from time to time—journey vs. destination. Hopefully the characters are interesting enough to keep you reading, even knowing the destination! I'm a huge fan of the journey myself.
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Well...
They spin and drills spin. I think you can do the math.
6836082 Oh I see them. but for her death is much to simple and easy for her. Better to subject her to life long humiliation and the breaking of her professional life.
6836097 Or they can be the drill that pierces the heavens!
6836082 Yeah, that was exactly what I was thinking as well.
Also, for the record, you really don't want me coming up with horrible things to do to Perennial. I have done far too much research into far too many different subjects to fail to come up with something utterly horrifying.
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Still waiting for the short story of that mishap.
You think Runic would give an encore, though with a different subject, you know, "for science"?
Oh, by the way, Perennial, am I right assuming that keeping your fit also means eating a very measured diet? Because I've heard about these little hungry things that sometimes wait for you in your salad, they're not exactly dangerous as long as you eat enough, but the treatment is a real knock outer, and exclusion is a must, for contaminative reasons.
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Nope. No matter how hard I try, I can't make myself hope for a painful fall and eventual personal redemption for Perennial like I can for Au. There's just something about Perennial that's... I dunno'. Au's been a b***h but Perennial is actually being evil.
Ohhhhh... I think this calls for an Orbital Friendship Canon strike. Call the girls!
6836082 I don't know, I just suddenly wanted to see Nightingale's story while I was reading the chapter, sorry about not being able provide specifics, it's mostly because I can't recall them myself.
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I'm bad at math and even I can do the math!
6836785 You know what, an orbital friendship cannon would probably be the least painful suggestion so far! Let's do it!
6836785 I wouldn't say the Perennial is being evil per say, self-serving definately, but I don't think she's acting entirely evil.
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"Ma'am, I'm Captain Storm Flash. Are you Miss Perennial?"
"I am. What does the Royal Guard need me for?"
"I and a contingent of guards are escorting you to the palace.
"Wh-what? Why?"
"Princess Twilight Sparkle, and Ladies Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash are waiting. You have been accused of Egregious Unfriendliness, so assorted witnesses are also assembled. If the Princess of Friendship determines that the issue is serious enough, then you will be subjected to the Elements of Harmony. Now come along."
(I really think that top-tier Equestrian justice policies would include the EoH...)
"Pirouette" is the fancy way of saying "augering for precious minerals?" Sure! I believe it!
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I dunno'... I feel like "self-serving" would be Perennial finding a way to turn Canterella into a showcase for herself. Returning to Swan Lake torments every other ballerina with a production that they actively don't like, one that's physically demanding, and one that doesn't really allow them to do anything productive career-wise. She's not just promoting herself with this; she seems to be specifically putting everyone else down because she can. I see that as somewhat evil (chosing to hurt others over alternatives that don't hurt them).
6837478 I see your point, but the truth of the matter is that while Swan Lake will only promote Perennial as a soloist, however a tour of Swan Lake will help the corps as a whole because it will get the name out and spread word of mouth.
But yeah, I can't wait for her and Velvet to have angry hate sex.
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Sweet Celestia, I would love for that to be an eventual thing! I don't see Crystal making it canon though.
6838938 Eh, she's admitted that she can see the potential chemistry between the two. But that doesn't really mean it will happen.
6836785 I think I know why, Au was shown have glimmer of at least one redeemable trait, thus far Perennial has not been shown to have any sort of redeemable trait.
Marshmallows are too slow, Celestia runs the cake racket and Derpy monopolizes the muffins.
I wonder if cookies...
Actually, anyone for Cáca ilbhliantúil?
I can start the oven immediately.
LUNA FRICKEN' DAMMIT PERINEL! P-pernial? Perinnal? Perny-hell?
I'm sticking with Perny-hell.
YOU HAVE TO GO AND RUIN EVERYTHING. JEEZ FRICKEN' LOUISE.
GO AND ROT IN TARTAR SAUCE.
NO! No wait! I meant Tartarus! TARTARUS!!
"What a bitch." ~Trigger. We all know to whom it's directed.
6845871 does narcissistic bitch work?
Oh, wow. Well played, Perennial. Well played. That was fucking savage.
Wow. That was one of the single most a-hole moves in the history of a-hole moves.
I'm impressed actually. It was an a-hole move, but darn it was clever.