Rotten To The Core!

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Once upon a time, long long time ago, well, more like twenty years ago, Celestia married her Draconequus in front of thousands of personal friends, big cakes, and stuff. So instead of a honeymoon, Draconequus united all the Kingdoms he could and got himself elected the King of the United Nations of Equestria! He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks, some of the very threatful ones and booted them off to the Isle of the Wicked and created a magical barrier to keep them there. And it wasn’t a really good place; no magic, no wifi, no. way. out. Or so they had thought. But something changed it all…

A young man gazed out the window towards the Isle of the Wicked, his mind lost in thought. Without looking away from the window, the young man felt the tailor's hands gently guiding his head back into a neutral position. The tailor then began to take precise measurements of the young man's head, moving the tape around his skull with a practiced ease. Meanwhile, the young man's thoughts continued to drift, perhaps imagining himself sailing to the infamous island or battling its wicked inhabitants.

The doors to the young man's room swung open as the King of the United Nations of Equestria entered, flanked by his wife and Queen, Celestia. His eyes fell upon his son, who was gazing out the window. The King's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"How is it possible that you are going to be crowned as King next month? You are still a baby!" the Discord exclaimed, incredulous.

Celestia said with a giggle, “He is turning 16, dear.”

"Hey Pops!" The Prince called out, his tone casual and light-hearted.

Discord chuckled as he looked at his son. "16? You're still young, my son," he said, shaking his head. "I didn't even make a good decision until I met your mother!"

Celestia chimed in, rolling her eyes at her husband's jest. "Let's not forget, dear, the only decision you made after meeting me was to marry me," she reminded him with a playful smile.

Discord grinned. "I'm just kidding, my love," he said with a chuckle. "Although I have to admit, I've had some good pranks in my day." The Prince joined in with a hearty laugh, sensing the light-hearted mood in the room.

As the Prince turned to walk towards his parents, the tailor stopped him, crouching down to measure the size of his foot.

"I have chosen my first official proclamation," the Prince declared, standing tall and confident.

The King and Queen shared a smile, filled with pride and excitement for their son's future reign.

"I have decided to give the children on the Isle of the Wicked a chance to live here in Equestria."

The Prince's words hung in the air, and the room fell silent. Queen Celestia's eyes widened, and she dropped the clothes she was holding, the sound of fabric hitting the ground echoing in the room. Her mouth opened in shock as she looked at her son, who was now moving towards her and the King, his gaze determined. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but the Prince continued, his voice steady and resolute.

"Every time I look out to the Isle of the Wicked, I feel that they are abandoned," he said, his eyes never leaving his parents. He had forgotten about the tailor, who was now standing off to the side, looking tired and defeated. The Prince's words had struck a chord with Queen Celestia, and she felt a deep sense of compassion and empathy for the children on the Isle of the Wicked. The room was still quiet, except for the sound of the tailor's heavy sigh as he finally gave up trying to measure the Prince's foot.

Discord cautiously asked, "The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?"

"I sought out a few at first: the ones that need our help the most. I’ve already chosen," replied the Prince with a smile.

"Have you now?"

The King's face turned red with anger as he stepped closer to his son. The Prince could feel the heat emanating from his father's body, but he stood his ground, looking straight into his eyes with unwavering determination.

Celestia intervened, her voice calm and measured. "Remember, my love, we have given second chances before."

Discord's rage seemed to dissipate a bit as he looked at his wife. "Who are their parents?" he asked, still visibly upset.

The Prince took a deep breath before answering. "Gaia Everfree, King Sombra, Chrysalis, and... and Nightmare Moon," he said, the last name barely escaping his lips.

The tailor, who had been scribbling in his book, gasped and dropped it on the ground. The room fell silent, the only sound coming from the rustling of clothes as the King and Queen turned to face their son.

"Nightmare Moon?!" Discord roared, his voice filled with fury.

The Prince held up a hand to calm his father down. "Please, just hear me out," he pleaded.

But the King was having none of it. "No! They are guilty of unspeakable crimes!" he yelled, causing the tailor to cower and quickly scurry out of the room.

The Prince remained calm, his voice even and measured. "But their children are innocent. Don't they deserve a chance to live a normal life?"

Celestia stepped forward and placed a hand on her son's shoulder. "Well done," she said, before turning to guide her husband out of the room.

The Prince watched them leave, knowing that he had convinced his father to allow the children to come to Equestria. He looked down at his father's ring on his finger, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. Then, he gazed out of the window towards the Isle of the Wicked, his mind already working on the next steps to make his proclamation a reality.

A girl's eyes gleamed mischievously as she surveyed her handiwork. Her fingers were covered in paint, and she didn't care that it stained her skin. She was pleased with the portrait she had just sprayed on the wall, the shadow of a woman with flowing dark blue hair on a background of the same color. In bold letters, "Long Live Eternal Night" was written in the middle, declaring her allegiance to the darkness.

The girl had a striking appearance, with dark bluish-purple hair and bright pink streaks that contrasted sharply against her black coat. A pink dress peeked out from under the coat, matched with purple trousers. Her smirk revealed a set of perfectly aligned teeth, as if daring anyone to challenge her.

They think I’m trouble,
They say I’m bad!
They say I’m evil,
That makes me glad!

As the girl walked away, she intentionally nudged one of the travelers passing by, causing him to stumble. He looked back at her with irritation, but she ignored him and continued on her way. Meanwhile, a boy with dark blue hair jumped onto a nearby roof, his light blue jacket and black trousers fluttering in the wind.

A dirty no-good,
Down to the bone!
Your worst nightmares,
Can’t take me home!

The boy's fingers wrapped tightly around the rungs of the ladder as he descended, his eyes fixed on the portrait on the wall. The man in the picture stared back at him with an eerie grin, his eyes seeming to follow the boy's every move. When he reached the bottom, he quickly moved to the side and slid open a door, leaving a surprised woman standing alone in the room behind him.

As he stepped out into the hallway, a girl with the purple hair suddenly appeared, strutting confidently on top of a table where people were eating. She deliberately placed one foot in front of the other, making her way down the makeshift runway as if she's modeling in a fashion show. Her outfit, a stunning purple uniform that matched her hair, turns heads as she walks. A heart-shaped pendant dangled from her neck, catching the light and shimmering brightly against her chest. The diners look up in surprise and annoyance, but the girl seemed to take no notice as she continued her bold display.

So I’ve got some mischief,
In my blood!
Can you blame me?
I never got no love!

The boy with yellow-blonde hair cautiously poked his head out of the window and looked around before carefully climbing out. He adjusted his hat and dusted off his jacket, then begins to make his way up a series of pipes that run along the side of the building. As he climbed, he occasionally looked down at the dizzying drop below, but he doesn't let it deter him. Finally, he reached the top and stepped onto the rooftop, surveying the view before him.

They think I’m calloused,
A low life hood!
I feel so useless,
MISUNDERSTOOD!

A man walked by, wrapped in a warm scarf, when suddenly a hand grabbed the end of it and pulled it forcefully. He turned around to see a yellow-blonde boy with a mischievous grin, holding his scarf in triumph. As the man protested, the boy spotted an apple flying through the air and skillfully snatched it out of mid-air. Without missing a beat, he took a huge bite out of it and hurled it back towards where it came from.

Meanwhile, the group of girls confidently strut down a dimly lit alleyway, the clack of their boots echoing off the brick walls. The dark blue haired boy jumped from roof to roof, his movements fluid and graceful.

On the other side of town, the yellow-blonde haired boy made his way through a sleeping dormitory, jumping from bed to bed with a playful energy. The occupants stir and grumble as he bounced on their mattresses, but he is too quick for them to catch. He eventually landed on the ground and disappeared out the door, leaving a trail of disheveled bedding in his wake.

Mirror, mirror,
On the wall.
Who’s the baddest,
Of them all?
Welcome to my Wicked World,
Wicked World!

The dark blue haired boy crouched low as he slid down the roof, his hands brushing against the rough shingles to slow down his descent. He landed on the ground with a soft thud, his sneakers scuffing against the pavement. He looked around, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger, before running towards the girls who had retreated to a nearby corner.

I’m rotten to the core, core,
Rotten to the core!
I’m rotten to the core,
Who could ask for more?
I’m nothing like the kid next,
Like the kid next door!
I’m rotten to the,
I’m rotten to the…
CORE!

The group approached a netted door and pushed it open, giggling as they climbed onto a nearby box and started running on it. Their boisterous behavior caused a commotion among the people in the room, who tried to stop them.

One man grabbed a bag of potatoes and handed it to his friend, who attempted to throw it at the kids. However, the group was quick to react, and they tossed the bag back at the man, causing him to stumble and fall into a nearby bucket of water. Undeterred, the kids continued their mischief, running under tables and snatching washing that had been hung out to dry. They banged sticks against buckets and screamed loudly as they made their way down the alleyway.

Suddenly, the dark bluish-purple haired girl emerged from a heap of clothes, still clutching her spray can in her hand.

Call me a schemer,
Call me a freak!
How can you say that,
I’m just, unique!

The dark bluish-purple haired girl raised her spray can and carefully aimed at the white screen in front of her. Her hand moved swiftly as she sprayed the letter 'T' onto it, creating a bright and bold mark. With a grin on her face, she opened the screen and walked away, leaving behind a man sitting in a bathtub. The man looked up in surprise and fear, clearly startled by the unexpected intrusion.

At the same time, the blue-haired boy appeared above two people who were enjoying their drinks. He hung onto the railing with ease, then let go and jumped down, landing with a thud right in front of the two individuals.

What, me a traitor,
Ain’t got your back!
Are we not friends,
What’s up with that?

The boy lifted up the jug, bowed to both people, and ran away with his new-found property.

The girl with purple hair weaved her way through the maze of clothes, carefully stepping around delicate fabrics and colorful garments. She paused to admire a sequined dress, running her fingers lightly over the sparkling embellishments. As she continued on her way, she couldn't resist twirling around in a brightly patterned skirt, feeling the fabric swirl around her legs. She emerged from the clothesline with a grin on her face and continued on her adventure through the alleyway.

So, I’m a misfit,
So, I’m a flirt!
I broke your heart,
I made ya hurt!

She snatched a scarf from a person who was checking the clothes, causing him to twirl around. Then she skipped along, while the man tried to catch a glimpse of her.

Meanwhile, the yellow-blonde haired boy hopped from table to table, causing the vegetables in the baskets to fly out in all directions. He landed on each table with precision, kicking each basket as he goes, a mischievous grin on his face. The people sitting at the tables tried to stop him, but he's too quick, jumping away before they can grab him.

The past is past,
Forgive, forget!
The truth is,
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet!

The boy picked up a small rock from his pocket and threw it down on the ground, causing a loud clatter. An older woman nearby glared at him, shouting something inaudible. Ignoring her, the boy darted towards a nearby trailer and glanced back with a mischievous grin on his face as the woman threw some objects in his direction.

At the same time, the two girls with purple and dark blue hair met at the top of a nearby building. They grasped the railing, grinning devilishly as they look down at the two boys who were causing a commotion below. Their eyes glinted with excitement as they plot their next move.

Mirror, mirror,
On the wall!
Who’s the baddest,
Of them all?
Welcome to my Wicked World,
Wicked World!

As the girls exit the building, the yellow-blonde haired boy quickly grabbed onto a rope attached to a plank on the ceiling and yanked it down. The blue-haired boy hopped onto the plank and rode it down to the ground. They followed the girls outside and start dancing with some of the people around them. Some people were amused by their antics and joined in the dance, while others were annoyed and ran away. The yellow-blonde haired boy pulled off some wild moves, spinning and jumping around while the blue-haired boy improvised some breakdancing moves. The girls laughed and cheered them on as they continue to dance through the crowded alleyway.

As she puffed at the hair strand, the spray painter's eyes darted around the bustling street until she spotted an old-fashioned stroller being pulled by a young mother. In the stroller, a baby was sitting with a bright red lollipop in its tiny hand. Without a second thought, the girl swooped in and snatched the lollipop away from the baby, who began wailing in distress. The mother continued to pull the stroller, seemingly oblivious to what had just happened.

The dark bluish-purple haired girl triumphantly raised the stolen lollipop for all to see, basking in the attention she was getting. Suddenly, the mood shifted as two imposing figures dressed in dark blue and black clothing strode into the area, their presence causing everyone else to scatter like frightened mice. The gang, however, remained frozen in place, staring at the men with a mix of fear and defiance. The men halted on either side, their faces unreadable as they moved apart to reveal the source of their power. And there she was, Nightmare Moon, standing tall and commanding in the center of the alleyway, her eyes blazing with an otherworldly light.

“Hi mom…” The spray painter said, rather hesitantly.

“Stealing candy, Twilight? So disappointed…”

“It was from a baby…” Twilight smirked, showing the lollipop to her mother.

“That’s my nasty little girl!” Twilight gave a little laugh.

She noticed the lollipop in Twilight's hand and snatched it away, inspecting it before spitting on it and handing it off to one of her men. "Give it back to that dreadful creature!" she commanded.

Twilight protested, "But, mom..."

"It's the deeds, Twilight, that make the difference between mean and truly evil," Nightmare Moon said, turning to the baby and its mother. "When I was your age, I was cursing..."

"Entire Kingdoms!" Twilight interrupted with a groan.

Nightmare Moon motioned for Twilight to follow her, away from the rest of the gang. "I'm just trying to teach you what really counts," she said, her tone serious. "How to be mean..."

"I can do that! And I'll do it better!" Twilight declared, her gang looking at her with concern.

Suddenly, Nightmare Moon's expression brightened. "OH, there's news!" she exclaimed. "I'm very relieved! You four have been chosen to go to a different school in Equestria!"

The gang huddled together, their faces twisted in disbelief as Nightmare Moon announced their enrollment in a boarding school in Equestria. “Say WHAT?!?!” they exclaimed in unison, their voices echoing through the dimly lit alleyway.

“I’m not going to some boarding school which has students as prissy, pink princesses…” Twilight spoke with disgust, her lip curled in a sneer.

“Oh, the Perfect Princesses!” the purple haired girl interjected, her eyes glazing over as she daydreamed.

“Ugh!” Twilight groaned, shaking her head in frustration.

“Ma’am, I don’t do uniforms. And they love them so much,” the dark-blue haired boy chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I’ve read somewhere that they allow dogs in Equestria. My mom said that they are rabid animals and they don’t behave..” The yellow-blonde haired boy mumbled, lost in thought. Suddenly, he was startled by his friend, the dark-blue haired boy.

“Yeah, mom, we’re not going!” Twilight declared boldly.

“Oh, you think it’s small, pumpkin? It’s all about World Domination!” Nightmare Moon licked her lips, a sly grin creeping across her face. “Fools!” she called out, before turning and striding away.

As the gang trailed behind her, Twilight heard her mother call out to her. “Twilight~!” she called, her voice carrying over the sound of their footsteps.

The old palace was dimly lit, and the air was thick with the scent of incense. A massive gothic chair dominated the room, and Nightmare Moon was seated in it, her long dark hair cascading down her back. As she sharpened her nails, she spoke with an air of superiority. "You will go," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "You will meet the Fairy Godmother, and you will bring me back her magic wand." She puffed at her nails, looking smug. "Easy, peasy!"

Twilight frowned, crossing her arms. "What's in it for us?" she asked, her tone skeptical.

"Matching thrones, herds and herds of crowns?" Nightmare Moon suggested, a wicked gleam in her eye.

But the yellow-blonde haired boy interrupted, speaking without thinking. "I think, I think she meant us."

Nightmare Moon glared at the boy before motioning for her daughter to come closer, her eyes boring into Twilight's. "It's all about you and me, baby," she said in a low voice. "Do you enjoy seeing innocent people suffer?"

Twilight hesitated, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "Well, yeah, of cour—"

"Then you will get me the wand," Nightmare Moon interrupted, her voice rising. "And you and I can see so much more! With that wand in my sceptre, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!" She shouted the last sentence, her eyes flashing with excitement.

Gaia Everfree nodded eagerly, but Twilight remained skeptical. "Wait, you mean our will?" Chrysalis asked.

Nightmare Moon rolled her eyes, looking annoyed. "And if you refuse, you'll be grounded for the rest of your life, missy," she said, winking at her daughter.

Twilight opened her mouth to protest, but her mother closed her hand, silencing her. They locked eyes, and their irises began to glow with a mixture of blue and purple. Nightmare Moon stared at her daughter dominantly, and Twilight felt her resolve slipping away.

Finally, she had to close her eyes in defeat. "Fine! Whatever!" she said, her voice trembling with anger.

"I win!" Nightmare Moon crowed, her voice childish and triumphant.

Chrysalis called out to Rarity, beckoning her over with a sinister tone. "Rarity! Come here, my little evil. Let me train you." Rarity rushed over to her mother, her eyes shining with excitement.

"If you find yourself with a prince who has a big castle and a mother-in-law with lots of mirrors, you'll be ready," Chrysalis said, her lips curling into a wicked smile. Rarity giggled with glee, but her mother's next words quickly wiped the smile off her face.

"No laughing, wrinkles!" Chrysalis scolded her daughter.

Gaia Everfree tousled her son's hair and spoke to him in a playful tone. "Look now, I wouldn't want you to go away. I'd miss you too much!" Braeburn looked at his mother with innocent eyes.

"Really, Mom?" he asked.

"Yes, of course! Who would massage my head, fluff up my coat, and put on my shoes?!" Gaia said, lifting her leg for emphasis.

Braeburn whispered to himself, "I'd rather go to another school than stay here."

"Braeburn, they have dogs in Equestria..." Gaia said with a sly grin.

"Oh no, I'm not going!" Braeburn declared.

"Well, Soarin isn't going either!" King Sombra interjected, referring to the dark-blue-haired boy. "I need him to stock the shelves in my store!"

At this, Nightmare Moon let out a grunt. "Making these people come to my will is the first thing I need to do..."

Sombra led his son, Soarin, to a secluded corner of the room, his curiosity piqued. "What did you get today?" he asked, with a hint of excitement in his voice. Soarin couldn't help but smirk as he reached into his shirt, retrieving a few small objects, but it was the lamp that Sombra's eyes locked onto.

"Ah! A lamp!" Sombra exclaimed, snatching it from Soarin's hand and rubbing it vigorously, as if hoping to summon a genie.

"Dad, I've already tried," Soarin said, already knowing the outcome. He watched as his father's face twisted with disgust, handing the lamp back to him in annoyance.

Chrysalis chimed in, "Rarity isn't going anywhere until we get rid of her uneven brow."

Nightmare Moon interjected, clearly exhausted, "What is wrong with you all? People cower at the mention of our names! For twenty years, I searched for a way off the island. For twenty years, I planned our revenge. Revenge on all those who wronged us! And sweet revenge on Equestria! Villains! Our time has come!"

As the conversation continued, Nightmare Moon's attention turned to Chrysalis, "Chrys, give me your magic mirror..."

Rarity's curiosity was piqued as she watched Chrysalis hand over a small mirror. "This is your magic mirror?" she asked, taking it into her hand.

Chrysalis explained, "Well, it ain’t what it used to be. It will help you find things."

Rarity's eyes widened in excitement, "Like a prince?" she said, her voice dreamy.

Nightmare Moon interjected again, "Like the magic wand, hello! Where is my book? The book, the book..."

Chrysalis quickly pointed towards a fridge, causing Nightmare Moon to grunt as she struggled to open it. "Chrys, help me!" she exclaimed.

Chrysalis walked over to the fridge and opened it easily, unlike her friend. "Voila!"

“My spells! Come, darling, come!” Nightmare Moon called to her daughter. She winced as she pulled the book from the fridge, realizing how many years had passed since it was last there. "Look now, this book won't work here, but it will work in Equestria. Remember when we were spreading evil and ruining lives?"

Chrysalis smirked, "Like it was yesterday!"

"And now, you will make your own memories… if you do exactly as I tell you." Nightmare Moon declared.

Suddenly, they heard a honking sound.

“Oh, let’s get this party started!” Rarity said, admiring herself in the mirror her mother had given her.

Chrysalis stood in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection as she asked her daughter the age-old question, "Who’s the fairest of them all?"

“Me!” Rarity replied with a smile.

Chrysalis chuckled, "Yes, you!"

Meanwhile, Gaia called her son, "Braeburn, come on!"

Sombra turned to his son and said, "Now, recite the mantra."

With a grin, Soarin replied, "There's no 'we' in you and I."

Sombra's eyes welled up with pride, "You're making me tear up!"

Soarin shrugged nonchalantly as he made his way out, "My bad..."

Sombra grabbed a few things and announced, "I'm coming!" as he followed his son out.

Nightmare Moon led her daughter out onto the balcony, the doors opening with a grand flourish. From their vantage point, they looked out over the vast land of Equestria.

"The future of the free world rests upon your shoulders. Don't blow it," Nightmare Moon said sternly before turning and leaving Twilight alone to collect her thoughts. She stared out at the land before her, lost in thought until her mother's call broke her reverie, and she followed her back inside.

A car was waiting for them below, and Soarin couldn't help but take an interest in the silver symbol of the crown emblazoned on its bonnet. He quickly made his way over, grabbed it without being seen, and added it to his collection before heading back to the car.

As they approached, Rarity came running towards the car with a red bag in hand. "Oh, lots of common folk!" Chrysalis commented as she observed the many people who had come to see them off.

"Come back here, now!" Gaia yelled at her son, Braeburn, who rushed into the car before she could do anything.

Twilight approached with a bag on her shoulder, and from the balcony, Nightmare Moon watched her daughter's every move. Before entering the car, Twilight looked back, hoping to see her mother. Her gaze met her mother's, and Nightmare Moon indicated that she would be watching. Twilight nodded and got into the car.

"The jackals have landed," the driver said, putting on his seat belt before driving away.

The interior of the car was fit for a celebrity, and Braeburn and Soarin couldn't resist the lure of the candy in the corner. Twilight and Rarity looked on as the boys fought to get their hands on the treats.

"Oh, you're looking a little washed out. Let me help you, darling," Rarity said, pulling out her makeup brush. Twilight recoiled in horror. "Eww, stop..."

Braeburn took a bite of a candy and nudged Soarin. "Oh, this one, it's salty like nuts but sweet like I don't know what!" He put the whole thing in his mouth, prompting Soarin to ask for a demonstration.

Braeburn opened his mouth, and Soarin could only say, "Ew!"

As they were all preoccupied with their own business, the driver opened a small portion of glass separating him from the passengers. Rarity spotted the movement and drew everyone's attention to the front.

In the distance, they saw the broken bridge that separated the Isle from Equestria. Braeburn cried out, "It's a trap!" and the gang screamed in terror.

To their surprise, they continued driving towards Equestria, and when they looked outside, they saw a magical bridge forming to join the broken one.

"What just happened?" Braeburn asked, bewildered.

"It must be magic!" Rarity exclaimed.

Twilight called out to the driver, "Hey! Does this little button open up the Magic barrier?" She pointed to a remote in his hand.

"No, that button doesn't open the Magic barrier. It opens my garage," the driver replied before pointing to a button on the rearview mirror. "This button." He closed the glass between him and the gang, leaving them to marvel at the magic they had just witnessed.

"Okay, that's sweet. I like that guy," Twilight said with a grin as they drove across the bridge towards Equestria, and towards the adventure that awaited them.

Evil Like Me~!

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As the car approached the entrance of Canterlot High School, a sea of people holding colorful banners and signs greeted the newcomers. The school band, decked out in matching blue shirts, yellow trousers, and high hats in the same color, stood poised to welcome the students with a lively tune.

As the car came to a stop, the driver hurriedly exited to open the doors for the passengers. However, Braeburn and Soarin, still engrossed in their candy-fueled squabble, tumbled out of the car and hit the ground with a thud, causing the band to abruptly halt their performance in bewilderment.

From out of nowhere, a tall and regal fairy appeared behind the band. Her blonde hair and fair skin glowed in the sun, and her lovely light yellow dress flowed gracefully around her. She wore a matching overcoat and a brooch with a pear and apple intertwined.

"We have an audience..." She said uneasily as she saw the commotion.

The girls quickly rushed over to urge the boys to clean up their mess. Red-faced and embarrassed, Braeburn and Soarin quickly complied. The Fairy Godmother noticed the chocolate box over which they had been fighting.

"Looks like you found it! Keep it back, don't take anything with you..." she cautioned.

The boys obediently tossed the chocolates back into the car. As they did, the Fairy Godmother stepped aside, revealing a handsome Prince and a girl with striking red streaks in her yellow hair. The girl was wearing an orange dress with a black overcoat, and she seemed to be studying the newcomers with a curious gaze.

Soarin extended his hand towards the girl, introducing himself with a wide grin on his face. "Hello, the name's Soarin!" he said, trying to break the awkward silence that had formed between them. The girl looked at him and let out a small laugh, but it was difficult to discern if it was genuine or not.

With a graceful gesture, the fairy introduced herself. "Welcome to Canterlot High. I'm Fairy Godmother Pear Butter, the Head Mistress."

Twilight's eyes widened in disbelief. "THE Fairy Godmother?! As in 'Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo'?"

Pear Butter chuckled and gave a playful wink. "Bibbidi bobbidi, you know it!"

Twilight couldn't resist asking about a past experience. "I always wondered what it felt like for Fluttershy when you just appeared out of nowhere, with that sparkly wand and warm smile..."

Pear Butter smiled warmly, "That was a long time ago, and as I always say, don't focus on the past, or you'll miss the future!"

The Prince had been watching Twilight with a curious expression. "I'm Flash," he replied with a friendly smile. "It's good to finally meet you all."

As the Prince spoke, a girl at his side stepped forward, her orange dress swishing around her legs. "Prince Flash Sentry! Soon to be King!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing with excitement.

Rarity, always the picture of elegance, did a little bow towards the Prince. "Hi there, Prince," she said with a charming smile. "My mother's a Queen, so that makes me a Princess..."

But the girl at the Prince's side gave Rarity an awkward smile and said, "Queen Chrysalis has no Royal Status here, and neither do you!"

Flash quickly stepped in to introduce Sunset, perhaps sensing the tension. "Uh, this is Sunset!" he said, motioning towards the girl clinging onto him.

Sunset took the cue, her eyes locked onto Flash's. "Princess Sunset Shimmer," she said with a hint of amusement in her voice, "his girlfriend… Isn't it right, Flashy?"

Pear Butter smiled warmly at the group and said, "Flash and Sunset will be your guides for today. I'll see you all tomorrow!" She then added with a slight twinkle in her eye, "Remember, the doors of wisdom are never shut! But the library does have set hours from 8 am to 9 pm, and I may have a little thing about curfews."

As the Fairy Godmother departed, the school band trailed behind her, leaving the group alone with Flash and Sunset. The Prince approached Soarin, who instinctively lifted his hand to avoid any physical contact.

Flash flashed a warm smile and said, "It's great to finally meet you." He then turned to Twilight and shook her hand, saying, "This is a truly momentous occasion. One that will surely go down in history."

Noticing Braeburn munching on chocolate, Flash asked, "Chocolate?" and extended his hand for a shake.

Rarity stepped forward and greeted him with a curtsey. "Greetings, Your Highness. It's an honor to meet you."

Flash returned the gesture with a bow. "The honor is mine, Princess."

He then turned to the group and spoke with a serious tone. "Today is a day of healing. A day where our two divided worlds can come together and find common ground."

Twilight, unable to resist her wit, smirked and said, "Or, you know, it could just be the day you show four people where the bathrooms are."

Flash chuckled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "A little over the top, don't you think?"

Twilight shrugged playfully. "Can't help it. It's just who I am."

Flash grinned, his eyes locking with hers. "Well, so much for my first impression," he said, chuckling. They both giggled, breaking the ice between them.

Sunset turned to Twilight and said, "Hey, you're Nightmare Moon's daughter, aren't you?" Her tone was friendly, but there was a hint of curiosity.

Twilight nodded, "Yeah, that's me. And you're Princess Sunset Shimmer, I assume?"

Sunset nodded, "Yep, that's me. You know, I would totally not blame you for your mom trying to kill my parents and stuff. Mine is Mistmane, Sleeping Beauty."

Twilight raised an eyebrow, surprised by Sunset's frankness. "Wow, that's…honest. But honestly, I wouldn't blame your grandparents for inviting everyone in the whole world, but my mother, for their stupid christening."

Sunset chuckled, "Water under the bridge?"

Twilight nodded, "Totes!" They both gave a weird laugh, followed by a strange silence as they exchanged a look that spoke volumes about the complexities of their family histories.

Flash broke the awkward silence and suggested, "How about a tour?"

Twilight replied, "Sure, why not?" as Flash led the new students around the campus, explaining, "My father converted Canterlot High into a high school 30 years ago when he became King."

Flash led the new students towards the school's fountain, where a statue of his father stood. Twilight noticed the warmth in Flash's eyes as he gazed at the statue's smiling face. Suddenly, Flash clapped his hands, and the statue morphed into a monstrous creature. It had a hodgepodge of different body parts, including horse and dragon legs, paw and talon hands, and two horns of different species on its head. Braeburn was terrified and quickly jumped onto Soarin for safety.

Flash tried to calm him down, "Braeburn, it's okay. My father wanted this statue to morph from a Draconequus to a man to remind us that anything is possible."

Twilight, curious, asked, "Does he look scary?"

Flash chuckled, "Nah, he never turns into a Draconequus anymore. Even if he does, that's very rare."

Braeburn, however, was not convinced and tried to morph the statue back to its original state by clapping his hands repeatedly. But when it didn't work, he just awkwardly rushed off behind the others.

Twilight looked around in awe as they walked through the castle. She couldn't believe she was standing in the land of Equestria, a place where magic and mythical creatures were real, completely different from where she came from. She turned to Flash and asked, "So, do you guys have a lot of magic here in Equestria? Like wands and things like that?"

Flash chuckled and replied, "Yeah, magic does exist here, but it's not as prevalent as you might think. It's pretty much retired now, and most of us here are just ordinary mortals."

Twilight nodded, trying to wrap her head around the idea that magic was not an everyday occurrence in Equestria, despite being such an integral part of their history and culture. "But you guys are Kings and Queens," she pointed out.

Sunset joined in on the conversation, giggling with Flash as she said, "That's true! Our Royal Blood goes back hundreds of years!"

Flash noticed a boy with green hair, wearing the uniform of the school band walking down the flight of stairs with some papers in his hand.

He called out, "Spike, Spike, come down!"

As Flash approached Spike, Sunset's eyebrows furrowed and she crossed her arms, sending a cold look towards Twilight. Twilight just smiled back at Sunset, unfazed by her attitude.

Flash approached the gang with a friendly smile and a hand on Spike's shoulder. "Hey guys, this is Spike. He's our resident expert on all things Canterlot High, and he's here to help you out with your schedules and show you around the dorms."

Spike gave a small wave and said, "Hey, nice to meet you all."

Flash continued, "I'll catch up with you guys later, but if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask--"

Sunset chimed in, "Ask Spike! He's pretty much the go-to guy around here." They all chuckled awkwardly, and Sunset headed off, leaving the group to Spike.

Flash gave one last smile and wave before heading off to catch up with Sunset.

Spike nervously shuffled his feet, unable to take his eyes off of Rarity. Her silky hair flowed, and her elegant movements captivated him.

"Hey guys, I’m Ember’s son. As in Ember, Smolder, Grumble…" Spike introduced himself.

"Okay, darling, we get it…" Rarity said, her tone bored with all the introductions. "I’m Rarity, Queen Chrysalis’ daughter."

Spike's heart raced as Rarity spoke. He couldn't believe he was standing in front of someone so beautiful.

"Okay, so about your classes," Spike managed to stammer out, his eyes still fixated on Rarity. "I already put in the requirements."

Twilight approached him and leaned in to read the paper he was holding. "History of Equestria, safety rules for internet usage, and remedial goodness?" Spike nodded in response, trying his best to focus on the conversation and not on the gorgeous girl in front of him.

"Let me guess, new class?" Twilight said from behind him.

Spike just nodded, his attention still divided between the conversation and the girl in front of him. Meanwhile, Rarity continued to twirl her hair in front of him, making it difficult for him to maintain a neutral expression.

"Come on, guys. Let's go find our dorms," Twilight said, breaking the trance that Spike was in. She led the group towards a flight of stairs, and Spike couldn't help but sneak one last glance at Rarity before following the group.

After Spike lost sight of Rarity, he processed things. "Oh, uh, yeah, your dorms are that way, guys." He pointed to the opposite flight of stairs, trying to shake off the spell that Rarity had cast on him. The gang shrugged and ran towards the mentioned staircase.

As they ran, Spike couldn't help but say to himself, "How is Rarity so beautiful?" Braeburn, who was running after the group, paused for a moment. "I don't know, she just is."

Twilight pushed open the door to their new dorm room, revealing a space that was starkly different from their previous living quarters on the Isle. The room was small but cozy, with two twin beds positioned against opposite walls. The walls were painted a soft pastel pink, giving the room a warm and welcoming feel.

Rarity gasped in delight as she stepped into the room. "This place is amazing!" she gushed, taking in the cute decor.

Twilight rolled her eyes, clearly not sharing her friend's enthusiasm. "Gross," she muttered under her breath.

"I-I know right? Haha, amazingly gross! Ew," Rarity chimed in, catching on to her friend's sarcasm.

Twilight shook her head and made her way towards one of the windows, squinting as the bright sunlight poured into the room. "Ugh, I’m going to need some serious sunscreen," she complained.

Rarity nodded in agreement, shielding her eyes from the harsh glare. "Yeah..."

Twilight gestured towards the window curtains, silently asking Rarity to close them. Understanding her friend's request, Rarity quickly crossed the room and pulled the curtains shut. Twilight followed suit, closing the curtains on the other window.

"Whew, that is much better," Twilight sighed, visibly relieved as the room was plunged into a comfortable darkness.

Braeburn was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his virtual reality headset on, his fingers quickly tapping on the controllers. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the game illuminating his face. Twilight and Rarity entered the boys' room and approached Soarin, who was lying on his bed, surrounded by a pile of items. Twilight curiously examined the pile, picking up a few items and examining them closely.

“What is this, Soarin?” she asked, her eyes scanning the pile.

“This is all the stuff I stole,” Soarin smirked, sitting up and looking at Twilight.

Twilight raised an eyebrow, a mixture of surprise and amusement on her face. “Okay, but what's the point?”

“Well, Twilight, it's like buying whatever I want, but for free,” Soarin explained, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Twilight chuckled at Soarin's response. “Ha, I see. So, you can either keep all of this here and pick it up later when we take over the world!”

“I am not going to lie darling, but you sound just like your mom…” Rarity teased, grinning.

Twilight playfully rolled her eyes. “Thank you!”

“You do your thing, and I'll do mine!” Soarin dismissed the girls, turning his attention back to the pile of stolen goods.

“Yeah, suckers! Hey Soarin, check out this thing! It's awesome!” Braeburn shouted, walking over to Soarin and handing him the controllers.

Soarin eagerly took the controllers, his attention quickly turning to the game. Twilight, however, had a different agenda in mind. “Guys! Do I have to remind you what we all came here for?” she shouted, her voice echoing through the room.

“Fairy Godmother, blah, blah, blah. Magic Wand, blah, blah, blah,” Soarin muttered, clearly uninterested in Twilight's reminder. His comment earned him a laugh from everyone except Twilight.

“This is our one chance,” Twilight began, her tone serious. “To prove ourselves to our parents. To prove that we are evil and vicious and ruthless and cruel. Yeah?”

The room fell silent for a moment as everyone considered Twilight's words. Eventually, they all nodded in agreement, saying “Yeah…” in a low voice.

Twilight sat down on a chair and motioned for Rarity to do the same. Soarin and Braeburn followed suit, their attention captured by the proceedings. Twilight spoke up, her voice commanding attention.

“Rarity, mirror me.”

Rarity took a deep breath and held out her hand, her eyes focused on the reflective surface of the mirror.

“Mirror, mirror on the… in my hand,” she began, the words flowing smoothly. “Where is Fairy Godmother’s Wand…. Stand?”

As soon as the last word left her lips, the mirror began to glow with an otherworldly light. The group leaned forward, their eyes fixed on the mirror as it showed them a vision of the wand they had been searching for.

“There it is!” Twilight exclaimed, a note of triumph in her voice.

Braeburn, who had been watching with growing impatience, spoke up. “Zoom out!”

Rarity nodded, her eyes still fixed on the mirror. “Magic mirror, not so close.”

The mirror obeyed, showing them the wand’s location on Earth. Rarity leaned in even closer, her voice urgent. “Closer, closer, closer!”

Braeburn, now completely bored, interrupted. “Can I go back to my game? I’m on level three.”

Twilight spoke up, her voice stern. “Stop!” Braeburn jumped, startled by her sudden command. “It’s in the museum. Do we know where that is?”

Braeburn quickly searched for the information they needed on the computer next to him. “Five miles from here,” he stated.

Twilight stood up, her eyes flashing with determination. She checked the corridor outside the room, making sure that no one was around. When she was satisfied that the coast was clear, she said “Come on!” before heading out.

Rarity and Soarin followed Twilight, eager to complete their mission. Braeburn, who had already returned to his game, realized that he had been left behind and hurried after them.

The group hurriedly approached the museum, their hearts pounding with the thrill of the heist. As they arrived at the Museum of Cultural History, Twilight urgently instructed them to check the mirror. Rarity hesitated for a moment, distracted by her appearance. "Oh, uh, is my mascara smudged?" she asked.

Twilight rolled her eyes. "Yeah. And while you're at it, why don't you see if you can find us the wand?" Rarity quickly regained focus and led the group to their destination.

As they made their way through the museum, they came across a set of doors with glass panels at the top, providing a glimpse of the interior. They could see a security guard sitting at a desk, scrutinizing the CCTV footage. Suddenly, the guard turned his chair towards the door, causing the group to hide quickly.

As they peeked through the glass again, they noticed a spinning wheel with a signboard that read "Nightmare Moon's Spinning Wheel." Soarin couldn't resist mocking Twilight. "That's your mother's spinning wheel?" he jibed.

“Yeah, it’s kinda dorky...” Braeburn chimed in, adding to the mockery. Twilight, however, stood up for her mother's magical artifact. "It's magic. It doesn't have to look scary." She pulled out her book and began reciting a spell, her eyes closed in concentration, "Magic spindle, do not linger. Make my victim prick a finger!"

The security guard remained unaffected by the spell. Soarin scoffed, "Impressive."

Twilight recited another spell, "Prick the finger, prick it deep. Send my enemy off to sleep!" The guard pricked himself and fell asleep on the platform.

Twilight attempted to open the door, but it remained firmly shut.

Soarin stepped forward confidently. "Stand back." Twilight stepped aside, allowing Soarin to attempt to force the door open while she recited a spell, "Make it easy, make it quick. Open up without a kick!" However, his attempt was unsuccessful as the doors flew open before he could try to do so, and he stumbled onto the ground, eliciting laughter from the rest of the group.

“Are you coming?” Twilight taunted Soarin, striding past him towards the door.

“Come on, Soarin,” Braeburn said, offering his hand to help Soarin up.

“I’m good!” Soarin replied, his face turning red with embarrassment. “I was just trying to help!”

As they walked towards the sleeping security guard, Twilight reminded them to stay quiet with a soft "Shh!"

They carefully scanned the wall mountings, searching for the wand. Suddenly, Braeburn accidentally touched the security guard’s leg, causing everyone to freeze in place. The guard stirred but thankfully turned in his sleep, oblivious to their presence.

“Braeburn!” Twilight whispered sternly, giving him a disapproving look.

“I’m coming!” Braeburn replied apologetically.

“We’re so close!” Rarity whispered, leading the way towards the stairs. “Upstairs,” she gestured.

“Come on, let’s go, go, go, go!” Twilight urged the gang, her voice barely above a whisper. “Up, up, up, up, up!”

“We’re almost there, guys!” Rarity whispered excitedly.

As they reached the top of the stairs, they quickly moved towards the left corner, where the statues of their parents were preserved. Their footsteps were as silent as possible, and they held their breath in anticipation.

“Mother?” Rarity's voice barely rose above a whisper as she looked at the statue of her mother.

“Killer…” Soarin muttered, looking at the statue of his father with a mix of admiration and sadness.

“I will never forget Mother’s Day again,” Braeburn whispered to himself, his gaze nervously fixed on the statue of his mother.

“Well, the wand’s not here. Let’s bounce!” Soarin said, breaking the silence and feeling awkward. “Let’s go!” He led the gang out of the room, but Twilight lingered behind, looking at the statue of her mother.

As the rest of the gang left, Twilight remained standing there, lost in thought. She slowly walked towards the statue, taking in every detail. Memories flooded her mind as she remembered the last words her mother spoke to her. The future of the free world rests upon your shoulders. Don’t blow it. She continued looking at the statue, feeling a mix of emotions - nostalgia, sadness, and determination.

Look at you,
Look at me.
I don’t know who to be,
Mother.
Is it wrong,
Is it right?
Be a thief in the night,
Mother!
Tell me what to do.

Rarity's footsteps echoed through the quiet chamber as she approached Twilight, breaking her out of her trance. "Twilight, darling, come on!" Rarity called out, urging her to leave.

Twilight turned to leave, but before she could take a step, she heard a familiar cackle from behind her. Her heart pounding in her chest, she slowly turned around and her eyes widened in disbelief as she saw her mother, alive and standing before her.

"Don't be so serious, darling!" Nightmare Moon's voice echoed through the room as she laughed. "I'm sorry!" Twilight couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her mind was racing, trying to make sense of it all. Was this real or just an illusion?

I was one like you my child,
Slightly insecure.

Nightmare Moon motioned for Twilight to come towards her, and she gracefully descended from her pedestal to approach her daughter.

Argued with my mother too,
Thought I was mature.

Twilight lowered herself onto the cool stone steps of her mother’s pedestal while Nightmare Moon took a seat beside her.

But I put my heart aside,
And I used my head!

She swung her leg towards Twilight and then lifted her other leg. Then, Nightmare Moon pointed at her own head, gesturing for Twilight to pay attention to her thoughts.

Now I think it’s time you learned,
What dear old Momma said!

Nightmare Moon stood up, her hand outstretched towards Twilight. As she touched Twilight's forehead, her daughter winced, not expecting anything that took place.

Don’t you wanna be evil,
Like me?
Don’t you wanna be mean?
Don’t you wanna make mischief,
Your daily routine?

As she descended the steps, Nightmare Moon's movements became more fluid and graceful. She lifted her hand in the air, and Twilight watched with confusion as she rotated her sceptre and switched it to her other hand before performing a spin around it. The dark magic surrounding her intensified, causing the air to crackle with energy. Twilight could feel the power emanating from her mother, and it made her feel both awestruck and afraid.

Well you can spend your life,
Attending to the poor.
But when you’re evil,
Doing less is doing more!

As she landed back on her feet, she suddenly crouched down and curled into a ball, pretending to be a poor woman. Twilight watched, unsure of what to make of her mother's sudden change in behavior.

But then, Nightmare Moon rose up from her crouched position, her sceptre held high in the air. She looked at Twilight with a fierce intensity, her eyes blazing with power and determination.

Don’t you wanna be ruthless and rotten and mad?
Don’t you wanna be very very good at being bad!

As Twilight watched, Nightmare Moon continued to move her sceptre in a fluid motion, twisting it and twirling it with ease. The air around them seemed to hum with energy, and Twilight felt a strange sense of anticipation building within her.

Suddenly, Nightmare Moon stopped and held the sceptre out towards Twilight, its head now pointing directly at her.

I have tried my whole life long,
To do the worst I can!

Nightmare Moon gracefully ascended the stairs, her gown billowing behind her. As she reached the top, she turned and faced Twilight, her eyes glistening in the moonlight. She stood tall and proud, her regal demeanor commanding attention. Twilight watched in awe as her mother approached her, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Clawed my way to victory!
Built my master plan!

Nightmare Moon's lips curled up into a wicked grin as she stared at Twilight, her eyes glinting with malice.

Now the time has come my dear,
For you to take your place!

As Twilight sat there, Nightmare Moon moved stealthily behind her, her eyes locked onto her target. A devilish smile played across her lips as she lifted her sceptre high above her head, holding it with both hands. Suddenly, she brought the sceptre down with a powerful force, bashing its bottom hard on the ground. The impact sent a shockwave through the stone floor, causing Twilight to shudder with fear.

Promise me you’ll try to be,
An absolute disgrace!

Twilight stood up as if being controlled by Nightmare Moon. Then, Nightmare Moon hopped down from the steps and gave a childish smile.

Don’t you wanna be evil like me?
Don’t you wanna be cruel?

Nightmare Moon twirled around and danced with her sceptre in hand, twirling it around gracefully and moving her feet in time with the music playing in her head. She moved with an otherworldly grace, as if the sceptre was an extension of her body, a part of her very being. Twilight watched in awe as her mother danced, captivated by her movements and the beauty of the moment.

Don’t you wanna be nasty and brutal and cool?

Nightmare Moon held her sceptre in one hand and raised the other hand in the air. She then pretended to grip an imaginary stick and moved it up and down with a cool, confident attitude. Her movements were smooth and effortless, as if she was a professional dancer. Twilight watched in awe as her mother's playful side emerged, feeling both confused and fascinated at the same time.

And when you grab that wand,
It’s when your reign begins!

Nightmare Moon threw her sceptre towards Twilight, who caught it with a bit of hesitation. As Twilight held the sceptre in her hands, Nightmare Moon walked up to her and raised her hands up, mimicking the action of celebration with a big grin on her face.

Who wants an Evil Queen,
Without a sack of sins!

Nightmare Moon hopped back on her heels, clapping her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes fixed on Twilight as she waited for her to return the sceptre.

Don’t you wanna be heartless and hardened as stone?
Don’t you wanna be fingerlicking evil to the bone?

Twilight watched with amusement as Nightmare Moon moved her sceptre to her left and right, before playfully licking it and pretending to play it like a guitar. The dark queen swayed to an imaginary rhythm and even hummed a tune, her long mane flowing as she moved. Twilight couldn't help but smile at the unexpected display of playfulness from her normally imposing mother.

This is not for us to ponder,
This was preordained!

As the dark blue flames circled around her pedestal, Nightmare Moon suddenly lifted into the air and soared across the room. Her wings spread wide as she flew, leaving behind a trail of sparkling dust. Twilight looked on in awe as Nightmare Moon seemed to dance through the air, her body moving with grace and fluidity. The flames continued to burn brightly around her, casting an eerie glow on the room.

You and I shall rule together,
Freedom soon regained!

She pointed to Twilight and then to herself. Then, she lifted both hands high into the air, her eyes gleaming with an intense, otherworldly power.

Mistress of the Universe,
Powerful and strong!

As she neared the end of her flight, Nightmare Moon gracefully descended back onto the ground, the flames dissipating as she landed.

Daughter,
Hear me,
Help me,
Join me!

As Nightmare Moon gave her hand to Twilight, the young girl hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But as soon as she saw the queen motioning for her to join her, she took a step forward and grasped Nightmare Moon's hand.

Won’t you sing along?!

Twilight along with her mother approached the center of the room.

Now we’re gonna be evil, it’s true,
Never gonna think twice!

Nightmare Moon and Twilight stood side by side, holding the sceptre with both hands. They looked at each other and began to hum a tune. As the melody became clearer, they started singing together, their voices blending in harmony.

And we’re gonna be spiteful!

Twilight sang, her voice clear and pure as she held the sceptre close to her chest.

Yes, spiteful.
That’s nice!

As Twilight finished her part of the song, Nightmare Moon took over and pulled the sceptre towards herself.

In just a hour or two,
Our futures safe and sure!

As they continued to sing and hold the sceptre, Nightmare Moon and Twilight began to circle around each other, moving in a synchronized dance. Their movements were fluid and graceful, each step perfectly timed with the beat of the music.

This mother-daughter act is,
Going out on tour!

They both held the sceptre tightly, each pulling it towards themselves as they sang. Finally, they reached the top of the pedestal, and Nightmare Moon's voice grew even stronger as she belted out the final notes of their song.

If you wanna be evil and awful and free!

Nightmare Moon pointed at Twilight with a wicked grin on her face, contorting her features into an evil expression. She then extended her hand towards Twilight, offering it to her. Twilight hesitated for a moment before accepting her mother's hand, relinquishing the sceptre as she did so. Nightmare Moon snatched the sceptre from Twilight's hand and held it up triumphantly, relishing in her victory over her daughter.

Then you should thank your lucky stars,
That you were born the girl you are!

As she danced, the room began to glow with the light of a thousand stars. Nightmare Moon placed her sceptre on either side of Twilight, and with a wave of her hand, she sent her daughter down the steps. Twilight descended, her eyes wide with wonder as she gazed up at her mother, who continued to dance in the radiant light.

The daughter of an Evilicious Queen!

Twilight furrowed her brows and tilted her head slightly to the side, watching her mother dance in the air with a bewildered expression.

Like Me!!!

As the dark blue lightning crackled around her, Nightmare Moon's laughter echoed throughout the room. She continued to sing, her voice becoming more powerful and commanding with each passing moment. As she reached the climax of the song, the lightning intensified, illuminating the room with a sinister glow. Twilight watched in awe and fear as her mother's power seemed to reach its peak.

Rarity rushed towards Twilight, her eyes alight with excitement. "Twilight! I found the wand! Come on!" she exclaimed, grabbing Twilight's hand and pulling her along.

Twilight glanced back and saw the statue of her mother unmoved, feeling a sense of unease in the pit of her stomach. But she quickly shrugged it off and focused on the task at hand, following Rarity and the others towards the gate leading to the magical wand.

"There it is!" Rarity pointed towards the wand as they approached it. Soarin, always eager to be the first to reach a goal, darted forward towards the wand. Twilight's warning went unheeded as he reached out to touch the magical barrier surrounding the wand. The impact threw him backwards, setting off a deafening alarm.

Soarin tried to cover his ears from the piercing sound. "The force field and the siren?!" he shouted over the noise.

"That was excessive!" Twilight yelled back, as they all scrambled to get away from the wand before the security guard arrived.

As they made it back to the ground floor, Braeburn answered the ringing telephone of the security guard. "Hello? Uh yeah, um, give me a second..." he said, pausing to stop the siren. He then lied to the caller, "No, no, it was a false alarm. There was a malfunction in the, uh, IM 74 chip in the breadboard circuit. Okay, say hi to missus!" Braeburn disconnected the call and quickly ran to join the others.

"Braeburn!" Twilight exclaimed, relieved to see him with them. He grinned at her, replying, "You're welcome!" The security guard returned to find the group had already made their escape.

Twilight panted as she caught her breath, a mixture of adrenaline and fear coursing through her. "Way to go, Soarin! Now we go to school tomorrow!" she exclaimed frustratingly, as they all hurried away from the scene.

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A new day dawned on a safe Equestria, and the villain kids were already in their new class, Remedial Goodness. Fairy Godmother Pear Butter asked the new students a question. "If someone hands you a crying baby, do you A - Curse it, B - Lock it in a tower, C - Give it a bottle, or D - Carve out its heart?"

Rarity raised her hand and Pear Butter gestured for her to answer the question. “Uh, what was the second one?” Rarity asked, her brow furrowed in thought. Pear Butter's smile faltered for a moment before she shifted her gaze elsewhere, appearing slightly uncomfortable.

Twilight was focused on her drawing, her pencil moving effortlessly over the paper. Her sketch of the magic wand was so detailed and precise that it looked like it could come to life at any moment.

“Twilight!” Pear called out, drawing the young girl's attention away from her artwork. Twilight turned towards the Fairy Godmother, her expression neutral.

“C - Give it a bottle,” Twilight answered nonchalantly, her eyes returning to her sketch.

“Correct, again!” Pear exclaimed, impressed by Twilight's quick thinking. Braeburn chimed in with his own praise, “You’re on fire, girl!”

“Just pick the one that doesn't sound any fun…” Twilight said in a matter-of-fact tone, her attention still on her drawing. Her gang members looked at each other, suddenly realizing the simplicity of the question.

Rarity voiced their realization, “Oh my goodness, that makes so much sense!”

Twilight simply replied with a “Duh!” before returning her focus to her sketch, her pencil moving quickly and surely over the paper.

A girl with a bow in her hair and a yellow and red dress burst into the room, her footsteps echoing against the walls. In her hand, she held a stack of papers, which she thrust towards the Fairy Godmother as soon as she reached the villains. Her gaze darted back and forth, her body tense as if she were expecting an attack.

“Uh, you need to sign off early dismissal for the coronation…” The girl’s voice was rushed, and she spoke without pausing for breath.

Pear Butter took the papers and smiled kindly at the girl. “Thank you. Everyone, meet my daughter, Apple Bloom.”

Apple Bloom relaxed a little at the Pear's tone, but she still seemed anxious. “Mom!”

Pear Butter motioned towards the villains. “Oh, that’s okay. Apple Bloom, meet everyone.”

Apple Bloom shuffled nervously towards the group, her eyes darting back and forth. “Uh, hey?” Her voice was hesitant. “That’s okay, don’t mind me. Please go back to your studies, as you were.” She let out a small shriek as she backed away from the group, before turning and fleeing the room.

Pear cleared her throat, trying to regain the students' attention. Twilight watched as Pear asked the class a question, "If you find a vial of poison, do you A - Put it in the King’s wine, B - Paint it on an apple?" The girls giggled at the second option. "Or C - Turn it over to the proper authorities?"

Twilight noticed that all the students, except for herself, raised their hands. The boys became competitive, fighting to keep each other's hands down. After a moment of chaos, Pear selected Soarin.

Soarin proudly answered, "C - Turn it over to the proper authorities," sticking his tongue out at Braeburn.

"I was about to say that!"

"But I said it first!"

The boys continued to argue while Rarity pulled out her mirror to check her appearance. Pear attempted to stop the commotion, finally succeeding after several attempts.

"Boys! You would do greater good if you used this energy on the tourney field."

Soarin, skeptical of the new thing he heard, replied, "Oh no, that’s okay. Whatever that is," as he got up off of Braeburn.

The players moved around the field of their school ground, each taking their positions as the coach called out their roles for the game of tourney. Soarin and Flash were designated as the offensive players, while Trender was tasked with defending their goal. The coach then looked over the rest of the players and called on one to be the shooter. His eyes finally fell on Braeburn, who was idly walking with his helmet in his hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, you blonde boy! Put on your helmet and get out of the kill zone!" the coach shouted, drawing Braeburn's attention.

Braeburn looked down at the ground and quickly put on his helmet. He noticed a part of the field had been painted in red and white stripes, and he realized that it was the kill zone. Being new to the game, Braeburn looked around, trying to get a grasp on the rules. The coach blew his whistle, signaling the start of the game.

The players struggled to move the ball with the bat in their hands, and some of them fell down while attempting to snatch the ball from the other team. The cheerleaders on the sidelines continued to cheer and encourage their teams. Soarin, who was unaware of the rules, believed that the objective of the game was to hit others until they fell to the ground. The other players, along with the coach, looked at Soarin with confusion, but he managed to do pretty well. He charged towards the kill zone and easily made it through to the other side without getting hit by the shooter. With a powerful swing, he successfully hit the ball into the net. The other players were afraid to stop his shot, knowing full well the strength of his swing.

Overjoyed by his victory, Soarin did a winning dance. The coach blew his whistle once again, calling Soarin over to him. The cheerleading team, except for Sunset, cheered loudly for Soarin, congratulating him on his impressive move.

The coach approached Soarin with a smirk on his face. "What do you call that?" he asked, eyeing Soarin's performance with a mix of confusion and amusement.

Soarin looked at the ground sheepishly, unsure of how to respond. "I call that raw talent!" the coach exclaimed. "Come find me later. I'll show you something called a rule book! Haha, welcome to the team, son!" He turned to Braeburn, "And have you ever thought about joining the band?"

Meanwhile, Flash had noticed Braeburn's struggles and offered to help. "I'll work with him, coach!" he said.

As the coach called for the game to be run again, Soarin turned around to see Trender, a defensive player, staring at him. In a deliberate move, Soarin nudged him as he made his way, a sly smile on his face.

Sunset, Trender, and Flash made their way to the school lockers, their laughter echoing through the hallway. But as they turn the corner, their jovial expressions quickly faded as they spotted Twilight and Rarity.

Trender nudges Flash with a grin. "Those kids are trouble."

Rarity was already packing her books into her locker, but Twilight was still rummaging through hers. As Rarity finishes gathering her things, she flashes a small smile and says, "Bye, Twilight."

"Bye," Twilight replies, still focused on her locker.

"Come on, Trender, give them a chance," Flash says, trying to diffuse the tension.

Sunset rolls her eyes and reaches up to adjust her sunglasses. "No offense, Flashy Boo, but you're too trusting. I know your mom fell in love with a big nasty beast who turned out to be really nice, but with my mom, the evil fairy was just the evil fairy," she whispers to him, her tone low and cautious.

Flash looks unconvinced, but before he can respond, he says, "I think you're wrong about them. Anyway, see you later!" With that, he takes his leave, leaving Sunset and Trender standing in the hallway.

Flash approached Twilight's locker, noticing the intricate spray-painting on it. He ran his fingers over the surface, feeling the raised texture of the paint. "Wow, this is amazing, how was your first day here?" he said to Twilight as she approached.

Twilight smiled at him, her eyes shining with pride. "Thanks, I've been practicing a lot."

"You should really join the art class. I could sign you up. What do you think?" Flash suggested, eager to see more of Twilight's talent.

Twilight considered the offer for a moment before shaking her head. "Why take all the fun out of it?"

As they spoke, Apple Bloom walked by, trying to avoid drawing attention to herself. But Twilight's gaze lingered on her for a moment, and Apple Bloom quickly scurried away. Twilight followed her and Flash was left standing there, admiring Twilight's artistry, and wondering what else she was capable of creating.

Apple Bloom stared at herself in the mirror, frowning at her plain, straight hair. She ran her fingers through it, trying to make it look better, but it wouldn't cooperate. Suddenly, she jumped when she heard the door open and saw Twilight enter the washroom.

“Hi! It’s Apple Bloom, right? I always loved that name, Apple Bloom…” Twilight said with a smile.

“It’s cool…” Apple Bloom nodded, trying to make her way out.

“STOP! Don’t go!” Twilight said, chuckling to herself with a hopeful expression. “I guess I was kind of hoping I could make a friend… You probably have all the friends you need, though…”

“Hardly…” Apple Bloom hesitated before opening up.

“Really? With your mom being the Fairy Godmother and all, I thought you would be popular.”

Apple Bloom couldn’t keep it in any longer and spilled the beans. “You are pretty! You have great hair!”

“You know what? I have just the thing for that!” Twilight said as she pulled out her spell book.

“Hmmm, aha! Here it is!” Twilight read the spell from the book. “Beware, forswear! Replace the old with brand new hair!” She cast the spell and moved her finger in different directions.

When Apple Bloom looked at the mirror, she was shocked to see that her hair had transformed into beautiful curls, "Wow…!”

“You don’t have to worry about your other features anymore!”

An idea struck Apple Bloom. “Do my nose!”

“Oh, I can’t. I’m not skilled enough for that kind of magic. Your mom's wand could probably do it easily though.”

“She doesn't use the wand anymore. She only believes that the real magic is in books. Not the spell books, regular books with history and stuff.”

Twilight chuckled. “Who would’ve read them?”

“Yeah…”

“You know, she used magic on Fluttershy. That doesn’t make sense… doesn’t she love you?”

“Of course she does. It’s just… you know… tough love. ‘Work on the inside, not on the outside’... that sort of thing.” Apple Bloom made a sad face.

“YES! That face! Yes! And then just look as if your heart is about to break.” Twilight said immediately.

Apple Bloom gave a confused nod. Twilight looked sad. “Oh mother, I can't understand why you can’t make me beautiful too…”

She smiled at her. “You think it’ll work?” Apple Bloom asked, her eyes shining with hope.

“Yeah… I mean, that’s what Flutters did, right? And then your mom did bibbidi-bobbidi-boo on her. And you know, if your mom does decide to… break out the old wand, invite me!”

“If I can convince mom, you’re so there!”

“Yay!”

Apple Bloom smiled and gathered her things. “Thanks, Twilight. See you later!”

“Bye, sweetie!” Twilight called out with a devilish smile as Apple Bloom left the washroom.

Rarity shifted in her seat, trying to get a better view of Trender across the chemistry lab. "Is there any chance he's royalty? Anywhere in the line?" she whispered to Spike.

Spike furrowed his brow. "Uh, yeah. He's Prince Thunderlane junior. Fluttershy's son. He tried to inherit the charm, but he's not 'there' there, if you know what I mean."

Rarity's eyes widened with interest. "Oh, really?" She stole another glance at Trender, who was focused on his experiment. "It's like he's looking at me..." she trailed off dreamily.

Spike rolled his eyes, knowing full well that Rarity was lost in her own thoughts again.

Suddenly, the sound of her name being called out by the teacher, Cranky Doodle, snapped her back to reality.

"Rarity! Perhaps it's just a review for you. So, tell me, what is the average atomic weight of silver?" he asked, looking at her expectantly.

Rarity felt her cheeks turn red as she tried to impress Trender, who was sitting next to her. "Atomic weight? Well, it's not very much, I mean, it's an atom, right, ahah?" she said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Cranky motioned to the board and Rarity forced a weak smile before going up to it and taking her magic mirror with her. As she took the chalk piece from the teacher, she asked, "How do we find the average atomic weight of silver?"

The mirror in her hand immediately showed the answer. "That will be 6.95 times .52 plus 8.95 times .418, which Mr. Cranky would give us 7.9 AMU," she said confidently.

Spike looked confused and muttered to himself, "AMU?"

Cranky held his head in shame and said, "I understand. It was a mistake to underestimate a..."

“Villain?” Rarity interrupted, feeling a rush of confidence from Trender's presence. “Don’t make that mistake again, darling,” she said as she handed Cranky the chalk, smiling sweetly as she walked back to her seat. As she passed by Trender, he handed her a piece of paper. She blushed and accepted it, feeling her heart skip a beat.

She opened the note and read, “Meet me under the bleachers.” Trender and Rarity exchanged a dreamy look, causing Spike to look disappointed.

“Okay Braeburn, are you ready for some sprints?”

Flash pressed a button on his watch and a furry creature appeared from behind the trees, chasing after Braeburn. The man grinned as he watched the other run, pushing himself to the limit.

Braeburn nodded in response, feeling the adrenaline pumping through his veins. He ran as fast as he could, the dog chasing after him. “I need help! A dog is chasing me!” he shouted between breaths.

But Flash didn't seem to hear him. He was too focused on his watch, checking the time and making sure Braeburn covered the required distance. “Good job, you're doing great!” he said, barely paying attention to the other's distress.

Braeburn kept running, even though he had already covered the required distance. He could feel himself faltering, but he would not dare stop, not while the dog was in the vicinity.

“You can stop running now,” Flash said, finally looking up from his watch. But when he turned to face Braeburn, he noticed that the other was gone. “Braeburn, Braeburn!” he called out, trying to find him.

Braeburn had run into the forest, climbing a tree to get away from the dog. He was scared, his heart racing in his chest.

“Braeburn!!!” Flash shouted, his voice echoing through the trees.

“Flash? Flash!” Braeburn shouted back, relieved that he had found him.

“Whoa-Whoa-Whoa!” Flash said, grabbing the dog by its collar.

“Help me! This thing is a killer! He’s gonna chase me down and rip out my throat! This is a vicious rabid pack in a…”

“Hey! Who told you that?” Flash interrupted, confused.

“My mother!” Braeburn explained, looking at Flash with a raised eyebrow.

“Gaia?” Flash asked, recognizing the name.

“Yeah, she’s a bit of a nature expert and stuff."

"But don't worry, this is just Winona. She’s the campus runner,” Flash said, introducing the dog to Braeburn.

Braeburn slowly came down from the tree, eyeing the dog warily. “She doesn’t look like a vicious rabid pack animal…” he muttered, reaching out to pat her head. “Jeez. Good girl, aren't you?”

Flash chuckled, watching as the two became fast friends. “I guess you guys have it pretty rough on the island,” he said, trying to make conversation.

“Yeah. Let’s just say that we don't get a lot of belly rubs,” Braeburn joked, feeling more relaxed now that he was with the dog.

“Good boy. I mean you're a good runner. You're fast,” Flash said, complimenting Braeburn.

“Yeah, thank you,” Braeburn replied, feeling a sense of pride swelling in his chest.

“Listen, I'm gonna give you guys some space, Yeah? You guys get to know each other and just come find me when you're done,” Flash said, slowly making his way out of the forest.

“Okay…” Braeburn said, sitting down on a nearby tree root and spending some time with his new friend.

As Trender slowly pulled Rarity behind the bleachers, she felt her heart race with excitement. She couldn't believe that Trender, the most popular guy in school, was actually interested in her.

"Is everybody at home pretty, Rarity?" Trender gave a sly grin.

“I like to think that I’m the fairest of them all…” Rarity replied, blushing at Trender's compliment, “How many people live in your castle?”

Trender's smile grew wider as he replied, "Oh, too many to count."

Rarity took a step closer, feeling emboldened.

"You really nailed that Chemistry problem today," he said nonchalantly, “You’re going to have all the nerds in love with you…”

Rarity chuckled, "I-I’m not concerned! I mean, really, I'm not! But I’m really good at sewing, cooking, cleaning, you know, like your mother, Fluttershy…”

Trender couldn't help but laugh, feeling more at ease with Rarity. She pulled out her mirror from her bag and showed it to him. "You see this? If I ask it something, it tells me!"

Trender took the mirror from her hands and observed it curiously. "Where is my cell phone?" he asked, placing the mirror on his ear.

“It doesn’t work for you, obviously!” Rarity giggled.

Trender shrugged nonchalantly, "No biggie. My dad will just give me another one."

"Prince Thunderlane...?"

"Yes."

"Fluttershy...?"

"Yes."

“Fairy Godmother…? The Fairy’s wand is in some boring Museum. Do they always leave it there?”

As they leaned in for a kiss, Trender suddenly pulled away. "I really like to talk, but I’m just swamped! Unless…" he trailed off.

Rarity's heart sank, fearing that Trender had lost interest in her. "Unless?" she asked, hoping for a second chance.

"If you could knock all my homework out along with yours, then we could get together sometime. Okay?" Trender suggested, a hopeful glint in his eye.

Rarity nodded eagerly, "Okay…"

"Meet you babe…" Trender said, flashing her a smile before he walked away.

Rarity was still lost in her thoughts when someone familiar interrupted her reverie, bringing her back to reality.

Rarity shifted nervously on her feet as she looked up at Spike, who sat on the bleachers above her. He had been watching her and Trender from afar, and now she couldn't shake the feeling that he was following her.

“Are you stalking me?” she asked him, her voice wavering slightly.

Spike's expression softened. “Technically, yes. I do have a fascination with the Fairy Godmother’s wand, which is why I have another reason to go to the Coronation. Perhaps we could sit next to each other and discuss its attributes?”

Rarity's eyes widened. “Are you saying that they use it in the Coronation?”

“Yes, and I was wondering if you would like to join me,” Spike replied, a hopeful look in his eyes.

Rarity paused for a moment, flashed a smile at him and left him there. Spike was left standing alone and he finally heaved a big sigh.

Apple Bloom pranced up and down in Twilight and Rarity's room, her energy overflowing. Her words spilled out in a torrent of frustration, "Mom said ‘Oh, if a boy can’t see the beauty within then he’s not worth it.’ Can you believe it? Which world does she live in?”

Twilight replied nonchalantly, "Equestria..." as she kept herself busy sketching in her book. Rarity held up her newly stitched coat, asking Twilight if she liked it. Twilight replied, "Yeah. It’s cute. It brings out your eyes," without looking up from her book.

Apple Bloom sat on one of the beds, her voice trailing off in sadness as she said, "I’ll never get a boyfriend…”

Twilight interrupted her, “Boyfriends are overrated…”

Rarity quickly added, “How would you know, darling? You never had one…”

The seamstress suddenly remembered, “Oh! I forgot! I have to do Trender’s homework!” and ran to take Trender’s bag and sat in her chair. Twilight shook her head, "And that is exactly what I mean."

Just then, Rainbow Dash, daughter of Meadowbrook, entered the room with her neatly colored rainbow hair. "Hey guys! I love what you’ve done to Apple Bloom’s hair, and I was wondering if you could do mine?”

Twilight looked up from her book and asked, “Why would I do that for you?”

Rainbow replied, “I’ll pay you $5,” holding out the bill.

Rarity got up from her seat excitedly, “Let’s do it! I’m thinking we could lose the bangs, maybe add some layers and highlights…” but Rainbow interrupted her, “I want it cool, like Twilight's!”

Twilight was surprised and asked, “Really?”

Rainbow showed them the bill, and Twilight reluctantly got out of bed. She took her spellbook and flipped through the pages. “Okay…”

The girls smiled at each other before starting the recitation of the spell.

“Beware, forswear! Replace the old with cool hair!” Twilight recited, moving her finger in different directions. When Rainbow touched her hair, her face showed a look of surprise. She quickly moved to the large mirror in the room and saw that her old hair, transformed into longer locks.

“I love it!” Rainbow exclaimed, ripping her skirt a little at the bottom. Apple Bloom stared wide-eyed, amazed at the transformation, “Now I look cool!”

Twilight commented, “Like ice!”

Seeing how cool Rainbow looked, Apple Bloom decided to do the same and ripped her skirt a little. "What did I just do?! Mom’s gonna kill me!” she exclaimed. Rainbow and the others chuckled, enjoying the moment.

Soarin and the coach were sitting on the bleachers all by themselves.

“You know, I could really use a tough guy like you. The team is a bunch of Princes, if you know what I mean.” The coach winked.

“You’re telling me. It’s all ‘after you, old chum.’ ‘Oh pardon me, did I bump into you?’ From where I come from, it’s ‘prepare to die, sucker!’ As my father says ‘the only way to win is to make sure everyone else loses!’” Soarin said, first imitating innocence and then getting up and being in full rough mode.

“Soarin, let me explain what a team is. It's like a family…” the coach started, making Soarin stop.

“You do not want to be at my house for dinner time.”

“Okay, um… you know how a body has a lot of different body parts? The legs, the elbows, the ears? But they all need each other. Well, that’s what a team is… Different players who work together to win. Does that make sense?” the coach looked towards Soarin for a response.

Soarin thought about it for a while and asked the coach with a smile, “Can I be the fist?”

The coach pulled a t-shirt, unfolded it and showed Soarin’s name on it with the number ‘11’.

Soarin's new t-shirt was bright blue with his name emblazoned on the back and the number '11' in bold letters. He strutted confidently into the girls' bedroom and did a quick dab, earning a whistle from Braeburn who was lounging on a nearby chair.

He approached Twilight who was sitting on the bed, “Did your plan work with Apple Bloom? Are you going over to see the wand?”

“Do you think that I would be going through every single spell in this book if I hadn't completely struck out?”

“Oh, someone’s in a bad mood…”

“My mom’s counting on me! I can’t let her down!”

“We can do this…” Soarin said, gathering everyone's attention, “...if we stick together.”

“And we won't go back until we do. ‘Cuz we’re rotten….” Twilight said, looking at her gang.

“To the core.”

Rarity sighed and looked down at her outfit. "Oh, I found out that the Fairy Godmother blesses Flash with the wand at Coronation, and we all get to go. I have nothing to wear, of course," she said with a pout.

Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted their conversation. Twilight's eyes widened and she looked at Rarity. "What?" Rarity asked, confused by Twilight's reaction.

"Hold that thought," Twilight said as she got up and made her way to the door. She opened it to find Flash standing there.

"Hey, Twilight. We didn’t see you guys today. I was just wondering if you need anything or have any questions," Flash said with a smile.

"I don’t think so." Twilight looked back at her friends, who all shook their heads in agreement.

"Alright then, if you need anything, just let me know," Flash said before turning to leave.

"Wait! Is it true that we all get to go to your Coronation?" Twilight asked, stopping Flash in his tracks.

“Yeah, the whole school is going," Flash replied.

"That’s so exciting! Do you think it’s possible for the four of us to stand in the front row next to the Fairy Godmother so we can soak up all that goodness?" Twilight asked eagerly.

“I wish you could, but up front it’s just me, my folks, and my girlfriend," Flash said apologetically.

“And your girlfriend…” Twilight repeated, her disappointment evident in her voice.

"Yeah, sorry," Flash said with a shrug.

“Okay, thanks, bye!” Twilight said, closing the door quickly and cutting off Flash's voice.

“I think it’s time that Flashy Boo got himself a new girlfriend. And I need a love spell!” Twilight quipped, while Braeburn tossed her spell book to the young witch.

“All right. The book says that we still need one tear and I never cry,” Twilight sighed and rubbed her temples, feeling the pressure of the situation. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that they only had a few hours left before the night curfew. She couldn't afford to waste any more time.

Braeburn, standing next to her, suggested, “Let’s just chop up some onions.”

Twilight shook her head. “No! The book says that we need one tear of human sadness. This love potion gets the best reviews, so we have to follow it exactly!”

Soarin crossed his arms and grumbled, “A tear is a tear!”

Rarity, standing on the other side of Twilight, stepped forward and gently explained, “That's not true, darling. Both tears have antibodies and enzymes, but emotional tears have a more, uh, protein-rich taste.”

Rainbow Dash opened the kitchen door and scanned the room. “There you are! I was looking for you! You know, all the girls want you to do their hair.” Twilight's face lit up at the compliment.

“What are you guys making?” Rainbow asked, looking at the batter in the bowl.

Twilight immediately placed a napkin on her book and nervously smiled at her. “Oh, nothing special, just cookies…”

Rainbow took a little batter on her finger and licked it. “What? I’m not gonna double dip!” she protested.

Twilight shrieked inwardly in horror.

“You don’t feel… anything?” Rarity asked curiously.

“Yeah, like we might be missing something…?” Twilight added.

Soarin moved towards Rainbow and said “Hey there…!”

Rainbow just stared at him like he was crazy. Then she looked at Twilight and said “Could use some chips…”

“Chips?” Soarin curiously asked as Rainbow made her way to the fridge. Twilight and Rarity heaved a large sigh.

Rainbow placed the bowl of chocolate chips on the counter. “Wait… did your mom ever make you guys like chocolate chip cookies? Like when you're feeling sad and they're fresh from the oven with a big glass of milk and she just makes you laugh and puts everything into perspective and...” Rainbow went on explaining her heartwarming memories.

Twilight and the gang just looked at Rainbow as she spoke. They had never experienced such a motherly love and care before. They listened intently, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort in Rainbow's words.

“We just don't get that from where we come from…” Twilight said, sadly.

“Yeah, I know, I just, you know, I thought, even villains love their kids…” Rainbow said, feeling empathy for Twilight and Rarity.

Rainbow touched Twilight's hand, causing a tear to escape from her eye. Twilight looked at Rainbow cautiously, took the tear from her and immediately added it into the batter. The others watched in awe as Twilight added the tear, wondering what it would do.

“Yeah, well, it's a big bummer. But we have to get these into the oven. Thank you so much for coming by. Have a really great night and we'll see you tomorrow!” Twilight said as she escorted a confused Rainbow Dash to the kitchen door.

“Uh, bye!”

“Okay! Boys, get the cookie sheets! Rarity, turn on the oven!” Twilight said, feeling hopeful that her plan was coming to fruition.

Flash and Sunset walked down the hall towards their lockers, with Sunset glancing over at the group of girls sitting on the bench. They were laughing and chatting, their long hair flowing beautifully. Flash seemed oblivious to their presence, but Sunset couldn't help but feel envious.

As Twilight approached her locker, she couldn't help but notice Sunset's gaze towards the girls. The group noticed Twilight and greeted her warmly, but Twilight's mind was preoccupied with finding her books.

Soarin came up to Twilight, his expression concerned. "Are you feeling kinda weird about this? And it's not so bad here, y’know."

Twilight glared at him. "Are you crazy?! Long live evil!! You're mean! You're trouble! You're bad news! Snap out of it!"

Soarin chuckled and nodded. "Thanks, Twilight. I needed that." With that, he walked away, leaving Twilight to her thoughts.

Sunset stalked up to Flash, her eyes trained on the group of girls with their long, luscious locks. "Do you actually believe in them?" she spat.

Flash glanced at the girls, then back at Sunset. "Believe in who?"

Soarin walked up to the group of girls and flashed them a charming smile. "Well, hello, ladies! The name’s Soarin. Are you all going to the tourney game tonight?”

The girls giggled and nodded enthusiastically.

"Watch me. I’ll score the goals in the tourney game tonight!"

"Twilight and those other kids! She's the one who's been giving everyone these perfect looks. First it was Apple Bloom, now it's them," Sunset said, her fists clenching tightly at her sides.

Flash raised an eyebrow. "What harm can it do?"

"It's villainous magic! It starts with the hair. Then it's the lips, the legs, the clothes... and before you know it, everyone will look good, and then where will I be?" Sunset crossed her arms and huffed, her jealousy and worry palpable.

Flash opened his mouth to reply, but Sunset cut him off. "I'll see you at the game after my dress fitting for the Coronation, okay? Bye, Flashy Boo!" With a quick peck on the cheek, she strode away, her head held high but her heart heavy with envy.

“Hey Flashy Boo!” Twilight called out, imitating his girlfriend.

“Hey!” Flash replied, approaching Twilight.

“Uh, I just made a batch of cookies, double chocolate chips, do you want one?” Twilight asked, showing the packet of cookies.

“I have a big game. I don't eat anything before the game. Thank you so much! Next time!”

“No! Yeah… I completely understand. `Be careful of treats offered by kids of villains’...”

“No, that's not it. No no no, I really gotta…”

“No, I get it! You're cautious. That's right. Oh well, more for me I guess…” Twilight took a cookie from the packet and almost took a bite when Flash snatched it from her hand and quickly bit it.

“You know, not too toasty.”

Twilight turned around and saw Rarity and Braeburn waiting for her signal. “How are they?”

“Mm, they're great! They're amazing!” Flash chuckled. “They are, you know, chewy and you know, are those walnuts? I love walnuts! I mean, uh, the double chocolate, uh, chocolate, chips. I’m sorry, um. A warm, soft... They're sweet... Twilight, have you always had those golden flecks in your eyes?”

Twilight quickly snatched the cookie from his hand, realizing that the spell had worked on him. Soarin stepped up behind Flash and asked, "How are you feeling, bro?"

"I feel... I feel... I feel like... like singing your name! Twilight!" Twilight widened her eyes in surprise and covered his mouth with her hand.

Soarin grabbed hold of the packet of cookies and chuckled in surprise.

The cheerleaders were chanting "Ole, Ole!" at the top of their voices as the tournament game was in full swing.

“This is a nailbiter, folks. There's 47 seconds left on the clock. We're all tied up. The Shadowbolts, two. The Wondercolts, two. What a game between Equestria's fiercest rivals.”

“Get 'em, Trender!” Soarin encouraged his teammate as he was getting ready to get on the game.

“Thanks, Soarin.” Trender said as he grabbed the tourney stick and got in position.

“The teams get into their huddles and take up positions along the kill zone. The Dragoneers have been laying down a withering hail of fire.”

“You're up.” The coach told, as he turned towards Soarin.

“And now a substitution…”

“Coach, how about my buddy here?” Soarin asked, giving Braeburn a side hug.

“Oh, no. Not so sure about that.” The coach replied with a hesitant smile.

“Coach, he's been practicing!”

“Soarin…” Braeburn started as he tried to slip through Soarin's hug.

“And you said yourself, a team is made up of a bunch of parts...”

“Soarin, I'm not that good.” Braeburn whispered to his friend with a nervous smile.

“Well, he's kind of like my brain.” Soarin laughed as he ruffled his friend's hair.

The coach thought for a little while and then called out to someone on the field. “Come here!”

Then he looked at Braeburn and handed him the tourney stick and said “You heard him. Get out there!”

“Don't worry, bro. I got your back.” Soarin reassures his buddy, walking towards the field.

“How about my front?” Braeburn asks, nervously.

“Pfft. Get out there!”

The cheerleaders and students continued to cheer loudly, while both teams assume their position.

“He's bringing that hothead Soarin in from the Isle of the Wicked and that little guy Braeburn can barely hold a shield. When they break from their huddles, this is gonna be a big moment here. And the tipoff is ready.”

The whistle was blown, signaling the game resumption.

“Here we go. Long pass goes to Soarin. Soarin dishes off to Prince Flash.”

The action heats up quickly, with players fiercely tackling and blocking each other.

The opponent tried to score but Braeburn successfully blocked him.

“Nice little block by Braeburn. He does a little dancing jig in his opponent's face. And now Braeburn gets the ball back. Here comes Soarin! Soarin, hurdling maneuver at midfield.”

Soarin approached the kill zone, fighting against the opponent's team and easily tackling the balls being shot by the Dragoneer.

“Soarin makes a nice pass to Prince Flash through the kill zone.”

Soarin tackled the balls being shot by the opponent's team and successfully passed the ball to Prince Flash. However, he forgot to check for opponents.

Flash yelled “Soarin!” but Trender successfully blocked the attack.

“Big block by Trender! Prince Flash moves over wide, gives it back to Soarin. He's in the clear! Shot! Oh, what a save by Feather, the Shadows' goalkeeper!”

Soarin shot the ball towards the net, but their goalkeeper blocked the goal.

“Come on! Alright, alright, let's do it!” Flash, Trender, Soarin and the other members huddled together for some last minute encouragement.

“Come on, guys! Come on, hustle, hustle!” The coach urged them on from the sidelines, his voice filled with urgency and determination.

“23 seconds left. You could cut the tension with a sword. The long ball is played into Soarin. Soarin, great jump, great leap. And a great move by Soarin. Big block from Trender. Soarin dishes off to Prince Flash. And then Braeburn, with a big block, goes down. Soarin through the kill zone, picks up Braeburn. Oh, he's being hammered by Dragon Fire. Still, going on. Soarin, hurdling maneuver at midfield. He's in the clear. The ball goes back to Soarin.”

Soarin navigated through the kill zone, using the shield in Braeburn's off-hand to protect them both from the projectiles hurling towards them.

After they made it through the zone, Braeburn ran in front of the opponent's net, turned to his friend and called out “Hey, Soarin!”

“Braeburn?”

“Go up!”

Soarin nodded as he hit the ball at Braeburn's shield, which bounced upwards.

“Flash!” Soarin called out to him as they both used this opportunity to shoot the ball into the net, while the opponent's goalkeeper failed to block their shot in time.

“He passes to Prince Flash. He scores! Prince Flash has won it! What an unselfish play by Soarin! What a team! Incredible! And it's the new guys, Soarin and Braeburn, who set up the Prince for the win here. What a victory! An absolutely wonderful end to one of the best games ever. Here they come, folks. The winners of the first tourn…”

The team celebrated their victory, with cheers and applause filling the stadium. Twilight covered her ears, overwhelmed by the noise and excitement. Flash snatched the mic from the commentator before he could finish his sentence.

“Excuse me. Excuse me. Can I have your attention, please?” Prince Flash stepped forward, his voice ringing out clearly above the din of the crowd. “I have something to say. Let's spell it out! Give me a ‘T’!”

“‘T’!” they all said in unison.

“Give me a ‘W’!”

“‘W’!”

“Give me an ‘I’!”

“‘I’!”

“What does that spell?”

“Twi!”

“Come on, louder!”

“Twi!”

“I love you, Twi! Did I mention that?”

Sunset watched in surprise as Flash began to lead the crowd in a cheer, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she watched the scene unfold.

“Give me a beat! Whoo!”

“Uno, dos, tres, quatro!” Spike started a beat and an uptempo music began playing.

“Oh, my God! Cookie!!!” Rarity squealed towards Twilight.

“What was in that cookie?” Twilight asked, getting uncomfortable.

Did I mention
that I'm in love with you?

And did I mention
there's nothing I can do?

As the music played, Flash started to move his body to the beat, wobbling his legs and swaying his hips. He slowly made his way towards Twilight, who was standing in the crowd, watching him in disbelief.

And did I happen to say I dream of you every day

Well, let me shout it out loud

If that's okay, hey, hey

Hey!

As the music reached its climax, everyone in the crowd began to chant and cheer, shouting "Hey!" in unison. The sound was deafening, causing Twilight to cover her ears in an attempt to protect them.

If that's okay

Hey!

I met this girl that rocked my world
like it's never been rocked

Now I'm living just for her
and I won't ever stop

I never thought that it could happen to a guy like me

But now look at what you’ve done,
you got me down on my knees.

As the music continued to play, Flash began to dance in a strange and erratic manner. His teammates soon joined in, each one adding their own unique style to the dance. They swayed and gyrated to the beat, moving in unison and yet each with their own individual flair. The team collapsed to their knees in unison.

Because my love for you is ridiculous!

Flash's teammates rushed to his side, grabbing him by the arms and hoisting him up to his feet. He swayed for a moment, then steadied himself with a grin.

I never knew.
Who knew?

That it could be like this.

My love for you is ridiculous

R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S

Flash and his teammates make the letters of the word "ridiculous" with their hands. Twilight can't help but laugh, despite feeling a little embarrassed by the attention.

It's... ridiculous

Just... ridiculous

And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss

The girls in the crowd cheered and clapped as they watched the boys' ridiculous dance.

Well, did I mention
I'm in love with you?

And did I mention
there's nothing I can do?

Twilight tried to maintain a polite smile, but her eyes darted around nervously, avoiding direct eye contact with Flash. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, a clear sign of her discomfort.

And did I happen to say I dream of you every day

As the music continued to play, Flash and his teammates pointed at Twilight.

Well, let me shout it out loud
if that's okay

Yeah, if that's okay

Hey!

I gotta know which way to go,
come on, give me a sign

You gotta show me that you're only ever gonna be mine

Don't wanna go another minute livin' without you

‘Cause if your heart just isn't in it,
I don't know what I'd do

Flash's body was propelled forward in a graceful arc as his teammates lifted him up and tossed him into the air. He seemed weightless for a moment before coming back down to the ground in a smooth landing. Twilight couldn't help but gasp at the sight of the athletic feat, even though she was still feeling uncomfortable with all the attention.

Because my love for you is ridiculous!

I never knew.
Who knew?

That it could be like this

My love for you is ridiculous!

My love is R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S
R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S

It's... ridiculous
Just... ridiculous

And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss

Come on, now! Ho!

As the trumpets blared, the crowd grew even louder, cheering on the energetic dance moves of Flash and his teammates. The stadium was filled with an electric energy, as everyone celebrated the victory of the team. Twilight couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the excitement and noise around her. She looked around at the sea of faces, all caught up in the moment, and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder.

Oh, yeah ho!
Yow!
All right

Flash rips off his t-shirt and tosses it towards Twilight, who catches it with practiced ease. All eyes turn towards her, and she can feel the weight of their gaze on her. She blushes and clutches the shirt tightly, unsure of what to do with it.

Hey!
Alright
Hey!

Because my love for you is ridiculous

As Twilight slowly spread the t-shirt open, she couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment and vulnerability wash over her. She was aware that all eyes were on her, and she tried to maintain a sense of composure as Flash continued to sing on the horse, but she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable with the attention.

I never knew.
Who knew?

That it could be like this

My love for you is ridiculous!

As Flash gets off the horse, his teammates lift him up.

My love is R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S

Flash is pushed towards the bleachers and carried towards Twilight by the crowd.

R-I-D-I-C-U-L-O-U-S

It's... ridiculous
Just... ridiculous

And I would give my
kingdom for just one kiss

Come on, now!

The trumpets blared triumphantly as Flash pulled Twilight into a tight embrace, the crowd erupting in cheers around them. Twilight could feel Flash's heart beating against her chest as they basked in the moment, their bodies swaying slightly to the music.

"I love you, Twilight! Did I mention that?" Flash said, still speaking into the microphone when Sunset approached him and yanked it away from Flash, interrupting the moment.

"Trender is my boyfriend now! And I'm going to the Coronation with him. So, I don't need your pity date," Sunset announced as she kissed Trender. Twilight could feel the tension in the air as the brand new couple kissed, the crowd murmuring in surprise and disappointment.

Flash snatched the microphone back, his voice hopeful and uncertain, "Twilight, will you go to the Coronation with me?"

Twilight hesitated for a moment, weighing her options, before finally sighing, "Yes."

"She said yes!" The crowd erupted in cheers once again as Flash and Twilight shared a tender moment.

Soarin approached them to whisk Flash away to celebrate with the rest of the team, "Let's go, Flash. The whole team's waiting for you."

"Yeah, bye," Flash said as he followed Soarin.

Twilight couldn't help but feel a little guilty as she watched them go, wondering if she had made the right choice.

“What a victory. What a day for the Wondercolts, finally winning back the trophy after so many years.”

“I feel really sorry for Sunset.” Twilight turned to Rarity.

“You do?”

“Yeah. I feel like if she were talented like you and she knew how to sew and knew beauty tips, that she wouldn't need a prince to make her feel better about herself.”

Rarity let out a smile. “Hah, I guess I am kind of talented.”

“You are definitely gifted.”

“Thanks, Twi.”

Soarin shouted, “Yeah, yeah!”

“And there he is. Soarin, the most valuable player. How do you like that?”

Soarin is carried by his teammates and held the trophy. He showed the trophy to Twilight and Rarity from the ground who couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as they watched them celebrate. Soarin high-fived some teammates while everyone cheered for the winners of the day.

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Rarity's hands dug through her bag, her eyes scanning through the cluttered mess of notebooks and pens. Spike noticed her fidgeting and looked at her curiously, but before he could say anything, Mr. Cranky interrupted.

“Are you looking for something?” Mr. Cranky's stern voice echoed through the quiet classroom.

Rarity's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shut her bag with a tight-lipped smile. Mr. Cranky's expression remained stoic as he reached into his own pocket and produced an object, a small, shimmering object in the shape of a hand mirror. Rarity's mouth hung open as she stared at it, realizing that she had forgotten to put it back in her locker after using it for makeup touch-ups during lunch break.

“Thank you, Trender. It’s gratifying to see that someone still respects the honor code,” Mr. Cranky praised Trender, who beamed with pride, shooting Rarity a smug look.

Rarity's eyes darted towards Trender, her expression darkening. She knew he had purposely reported her to Mr. Cranky out of spite.

“I recommend that you be expelled,” Mr. Cranky's words made Rarity's heart drop to her stomach, and she felt a surge of panic.

“Mr. Cranky, I…” Rarity tried to defend herself, but Spike quickly jumped in.

“But that isn’t fair. Obviously, she was not cheating since she didn’t have that… whatever it is,” Spike argued, pointing towards the Magic Mirror in Mr. Cranky's hand.

“It’s called a Magic Mir---” Rarity started, but Spike cut her off.

“Stop, you’re not helping. Maybe she just needed another pencil,” Spike suggested, trying to diffuse the situation.

“Actually, I was---” Rarity began, but Spike cut her off again.

“Please, don’t help,” Spike whispered to her urgently.

“Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee?” Rarity and Spike pleaded with Mr. Cranky, hoping to convince him to let her off the hook.

“Well, if you pass this test, I’ll return your property and drop the matter,” Mr. Cranky finally relented, his expression awkward.

Rarity tried to smile, but it felt forced and awkward. The tension in the room was palpable, and she could feel Trender's smug gaze on her. She glared back at him, imagining all the ways she could make him pay if there were no witnesses around. Spike saw the fire in her eyes and quickly pulled her out of her trance, motioning for her to focus on the task at hand - completing the test.

Spike sat at a picnic table in the schoolyard during recess, scribbling something in a notebook as he ate his lunch. The warm sun shone down on him, and he could hear the distant sound of children playing. Suddenly, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his shoulders from behind. He turned his head to see Rarity, smiling at him as she held up a piece of paper.

With a gentle smile, Rarity placed her test results on the table for Spike to see. It was a B+.

"It's like I'm more than just a pretty face for the first time," she said softly.

Spike chuckled at the remark, glancing over at the paper before turning back to Rarity, "A shocker, huh?" She sat beside him, and they chatted for a moment.

"You were pretty great in there," Rarity complimented him.

Spike blushed slightly, feeling a sense of pride at her words.

"So were you," he replied.

Rarity's confidence seemed to be growing, and she spoke with determination, "I bet I can get an 'A' on the next test without the mirror."

Spike smiled, feeling a sense of excitement at the thought of studying with Rarity.

"Yeah, well maybe we can hang out and study together sometime," he suggested.

Rarity eagerly agreed, and they continued chatting, enjoying the warm sun and the sound of children playing in the distance.

As they were talking, Twilight approached them angrily. Her footsteps were heavy and her face was scrunched up in frustration. Rarity and Spike looked up to see her storming towards them.

“There you are! I’ve been searching for you everywhere!” Twilight exclaimed as she reached their table.

“What’s wrong, darling?” Rarity asked, noticing the anger in Twilight’s voice.

“Flash just asked me out… on a date!” Twilight replied, her voice laced with disgust.

Spike couldn’t help but chuckle at the situation. Rarity shot him a quick smile before turning back to Twilight.

“We can handle this. Bye!” Rarity said as she left to help Twilight.

As Twilight walked away, Rarity followed closely behind her. She examined her closely, noticing that her face was pale and her eyes were red.

“You’re looking a little pale…” Rarity observed.

“Yeah, of course!” Twilight responded, her voice bitter with sarcasm.

“I can fix that with some gloss and some blush,” Rarity offered, already reaching for her makeup bag.

“No!” Twilight snapped, pulling away from her.

“Twilight, darling, I can use the…” Rarity started.

“No, no, no!” Twilight interrupted, running away towards their dorms.

Rarity finished applying the blush on Twilight's cheeks and then picked up the lipstick. Twilight mentioned to go easy on the blush, and Rarity gave a nod before finishing the task.

"My mom was never really big on makeup tips. I never had a sister," Twilight spoke, her voice soft.

"Well, now you do. We're gonna need all the family we can get if we don't pull this off. My mother's not a barrel of laughs when she doesn't get her way. Just ask Cadence," Rarity replied as she focused on the lipstick application.

Twilight's lips formed a small smile at Rarity's words before she asked, "Are you afraid of her?"

Rarity paused for a moment, considering her response before answering, "Hmm, sometimes. Are you afraid of your mom?"

Twilight's expression turned serious as she replied, "I just really want her to be proud of me. She gets so angry with me when I disappoint her." She took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing, "And sh… Yeah, she's my mom, so I know she loves me… In her own way."

Rarity took Twilight's hand and led her to the large mirror in the room. "Moving on. Come see," she said, breaking the tension.

Twilight followed her, and they both stood in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection. Twilight let out a strangled laugh as she held the sides of her pullover close, saying, "Oh."

"I know," Rarity giggled, finding Twilight's reaction amusing.

Twilight started to say something but paused before finally speaking, "Not hideous."

"Not even close, darling!" Rarity responded, her giggles continuing.

After finishing Twilight's makeup, Rarity left her to the mirror. Two soft knocks reverberated through the door. Flash was there, dressed in his Wondercolts pullover. Twilight opened the door and greeted him with a sigh, and Flash complimented her, "For the first time, I understand the difference between pretty and beautiful."

Twilight blushed at the compliment, wearing a lavender dress with a black pullover. Flash then showed Twilight a helmet in his hand and asked, "I hope you like bikes."

Twilight simply nodded and took the helmet, shooting one last frustrated glance at Rarity before making her way out. Flash followed her with a smile, and Rarity walked towards the door, closing it with a smile on her face.

They rode the bike to a nearby forest. Twilight’s hair flew behind her as she held onto Flash tightly. The wind whistled in her ears as they passed by tall trees and lush greenery. The peaceful scenery brought a smile to Twilight's face, and although she didn't say anything, Flash could sense her joy.

As they walked across a long bridge, Flash proposed a question, "Tell me something about yourself that you’ve never told anyone."

Twilight furrowed her brows, thinking hard. "Um… My middle name is Dusk.”

"Dusk?" Flash repeated, surprised.

“Yeah. Just my mom doing what she does best. Being really, really evil. Twilight Dusk…”

Flash chuckled. “Mine’s Fluoresce.”

“Fluoresce?”

“Yeah.”

“How princely! Oh, that’s almost worse.”

“I mean, you know, it’s better than Dusk.”

“But it’s still not…”

“Watch your foot!” Flash interrupted, alerting her as they reached the end of the bridge. He helped her get down carefully, making sure she didn't trip or fall.

“Are you good?”

“Mm-hmm.” Twilight said as she kept her eyes shut as Flash told her to do so.

“You ready?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Open,” Flash instructed Twilight.

Twilight slowly opened her eyes and admired the beauty in front of her. The place for their date was in the middle of greenery and a water stream. It was an old white gazebo, with some parts of it broken, and green moss growing on its pillars. The sunlight shining on it made it look even more marvellous.

Twilight looked at the place and then back at Flash in surprise. “Go on,” Flash said, and Twilight slowly made her way to the wonderful place, followed by Flash.

Twilight walked towards the picnic blanket, her eyes taking in the beauty of the surroundings. She admired the way the sun's rays made the leaves on the trees sparkle, and how the water in the stream shimmered in the light. She sat down and reached for a jelly donut, taking a small bite and savoring the sweet taste.

As she was licking the cream off her fingers, Flash sat down next to her and chuckled. "Is this your first time?" he asked with a mischievous grin.

Twilight's eyes widened, unsure of what he meant. "Mm...we don't date much on the island. It's more like gang activity," she replied, feeling slightly embarrassed.

Flash laughed, realizing his mistake. "Um, I meant, is this your first time eating a jelly donut?" he clarified.

Twilight smiled and shook her head, taking another bite of the donut. Flash leaned in and wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth, making her heart flutter. "You got a...just a...I mean, yeah, do this," he said, licking his lips.

Twilight followed his lead and licked her lips, feeling a blush creep up on her cheeks. They both laughed, enjoying the moment together.

Flash then turned to Twilight and said, "You know, I've done all the talking. Your turn. I really don't know that much about you. Tell me something."

Twilight sighed, thinking of something to say. "Well, I'm 16. I'm an only child. And I've only ever lived in one place," she shared, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"Me too. That...we have so much in common already," Flash said with a smile, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

Twilight giggled, feeling grateful for Flash's effort to make her feel at ease. "No, trust me, we do not. And now you're gonna be King," she said, feeling a twinge of sadness, though she couldn't quite understand why she felt that.

“Yeah…”

“What?”

“A Crown doesn’t make you a King.” Flash replied, his expression turning serious.

“Well, it kinda does.” Twilight said, feeling a bit unsure.

“No, it… your mom is the Mistress of Evil. And I’ve got the poster parents for goodness. But we’re not automatically like them. We get to choose what we’re gonna be. And right now, I can look into your eyes and I can tell that you’re not evil. I can see it.” Flash said, his voice filled with conviction. He suddenly got up and invited Twilight, “Let’s go for a swim.”

“Hm? What? Uh… right now?” Twilight hesitated, feeling a bit nervous.

“Yeah, right now.” Flash said as he undoes his buttons.

“I think I’m just gonna stay here...”

“No, no, no. Come here.” Flash held out his hand.

“I think I’m... gonna stay behind! And, uh, try a strawberry! I’ve literally never tried a strawberry before.” Twilight took a quick bite of the strawberry and widened her eyes. Flash smiled at Twilight “Don’t eat all of them!”

“Okay!” Twilight said, chewing her new favorite fruit. She took two more and enjoyed nature's goodness.

As Flash emerged from behind the rock, Twilight's eyes widened as she took in his appearance. He was wearing a pair of blue swim shorts with small golden crowns dotted all over them. She couldn't help but laugh as she yelled out to him, "Are those little crowns on your shorts?"

Flash glanced down at his shorts and shrugged. "Maybe!" he shouted back, his voice filled with playful amusement.

Twilight waved at him and he waved back, a huge grin on his face. With a loud roar, he suddenly launched himself off the edge of the rock and plunged into the cool waters of the lake. Twilight watched as he disappeared beneath the surface, causing ripples to spread out in all directions. She couldn't help but giggle at his antics, feeling a rush of excitement and joy course through her body.

She turned away from the lake, a sigh escaping her lips.

A million thoughts in my head.
Should I let my heart keep listenin’?

‘Cause up till now I’ve walked the line.

Nothin’ lost, but somethin’ missing’.

I can’t decide,
What’s wrong, what’s right.

Which way should I go?

If only I knew what my heart was telling me.
Don’t know what I’m feeling…
Is this just a dream?

Uh-oh, yeah!

If only I could read the signs in front of me.

I could find the way to who I’m meant to be.

Uh-oh
If only,
If only,
If only.

Every step, every word.
With every hour, I am fallin’ in.

To something new, something brave.
To someone I, I have never been.

I can’t decide,
What’s wrong, what’s right.

Which way should I go?

If only I knew what my heart was telling me.
Don’t know what I’m feeling…
Is this just a dream?

Uh-oh, yeah!

If only I could read the signs in front of me.
I could find the way to who I’m meant to be.

Uh-oh

If only,

Yeah!

Am I crazy?
Maybe we could happen, yeah.

Will you still be with me when the magic’s all run out?

If only I knew what my heart was telling me.
Don’t know what I’m feeling…
Is this just a dream?

Uh-oh

If only I could read the signs in front of me.
I could find the way to who I’m meant to be!

Uh-oh

If only, yeah
If only, yeah
If only, yeah

If only,
If only,
If only.

As she sang, Twilight closed her eyes and let the melody carry her away. The soft breeze ruffled her hair, and she breathed in the scent of the lake. Memories flooded her mind - her childhood on the Isle, her journey to Equestria, and the time she had spent with Flash. Her heart quickened at the thought of their date.

But when she opened her eyes, Flash was nowhere to be seen. Panic seized her, and she called out his name. "Flash? Flash!" Her voice echoed across the lake, but there was no response. Fear gnawed at her stomach, and she knew she had to find him. Without a second thought, she plunged into the water.

Her body was tense as she thrashed around, struggling to keep afloat. She felt helpless, useless, and alone. But then, strong arms encircled her, and she was lifted out of the water. She gasped for breath, her heart hammering in her chest. Flash was there, his face etched with concern. He then slowly swam towards the picnic area and placed her on the edge of the gazebo. He shook his head, causing water to splash onto Twilight.

“Ugh! You scared me!” Twilight said, pushing Flash.

“You… you can’t swim?”

“No!”

“You live on an island!”

“Yeah, with a barrier around it! Remember? Ugh!”

“And you still tried to save me.”

“Yeah, and do you thank me? No! All I get is soaking wet!” Twilight huffed in anger, looking away from Flash.

“And, uh, this fancy rock.” Flash said, holding out a glittering rock. “It’s yours. Make a wish and throw it back in the lake.”

She looked at him and angrily threw the rock into the lake. Then she stood up and maintained a good distance from him. Flash looked taken aback but nevertheless got onto the dry ground and retrieved his pullover. He put it around her, and she sat down, minding her wet dress. Flash grabbed a towel, dried himself a bit, and sat on it. Twilight shivered a little, water dripping from her hair slowly. Flash looked at her with a sigh and toyed with her hair which prompted her to look at him, getting lost in his eyes.

“Uh, Twilight… I told you that I loved you. What about you? Do you love me?”

She felt her heart skip a beat. She had never been in love before, and she didn't know what to say. “I don’t know what love feels like,” she said softly, turning away.

Flash cupped her face into his hand and turned it towards him. “Maybe I can teach you.”

Twilight looked back at Flash’s eyes, uncertain on what awaits her down this road.

The sun poured through the windows of Equestria Prep as the transfer students and their Remedial Goodness teacher were in the classroom.

“Excuse me, children,” said Pear Butter, approaching the students. “This Sunday is Family Day here at Equestria Prep, and because your parents can’t be here due to… uh, distance, we’ve arranged for a special treat.” She smiled and went back to the computer on the teacher’s desk, switching it on to reveal Nightmare Moon staring into the screen.

“I can't see or hear anything,” Nightmare Moon said, annoyed. She slouched back on her seat while the parents of villains appeared on the screen, and Pear gestured for the students to come closer to the screen.

“Is it… is it?” Nightmare Moon asked.

“Press enter,” King Sombra said.

“May I please see a remote? Is this thing on? Ugh, it’s broken!”

“I hate electronic equipment,” Nightmare Moon started. But as she spoke, the screen on the Isle showed Fairy Godmother and others standing.

“Rarity! It’s mommy! Oh!” Chrysalis exclaimed, to which Rarity waved. “Look how beautiful. Oh! You know what they say, ‘The poison apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.’”

“Don’t you mean the weeds?” Nightmare Moon sneered, eliciting laughter from her allies.

“Ooh! Who’s the old bat?” Gaia Everfree exclaimed.

“This is the Fairy Godmother,” Twilight stepped in to defend Pear Butter, gesturing to the older woman on the screen.

“Still doing tricks with eggplants?” Nightmare Moon mocked.

“I turned a pumpkin into a beautiful carriage!” Pear retorted, her voice rising.

“You really couldn’t give Fluttershy until one A.M.? I mean, really. What, the little hamsters had to be back on their little wheels?” Nightmare Moon taunted, causing her allies to chuckle.

“They were mice! They were not… They were mice,”

“They were not…” Twilight spoke up again. “Thank you so much. Thank you.”

“They were mice!” Pear Butter exclaimed before storming off to the side in frustration, out of view of the computer's camera.

“Hi, mom,” Twilight sighed as she greeted her mother

“Twilight! I m-m-miss you,” Nightmare Moon said, stammering, attempting to disguise her intentions from Pear's ears.

“You children are never far from our thoughts!” King Sombra said.

“How long must Mommy wait to see you?” Nightmare Moon asked, fidgeting with her dress.

“Um, there’s a big Coronation coming up. I think sometime probably after… that,”

“WHEN?”

“Friday! 10 A.M.”

“You sure I can’t see you before that? I don’t know what I’ll do if I don’t get my hands on that Magic Wa… You… You little nugget that I love so much!”

“Yes, mother, I completely understand,” Twilight said, with a twinge of nervousness.

“Is that a dog, Braeburn?” Gaia asked. “Oh, it would make the perfect size for earmuffs.”

“He’s the perfect size for a pet! This dog loves me, and I love him! And FYI, your dog is stuffed! So give it a rest!” Braeburn yelled at his mom.

“Oh-ho! Burn!” King Sombra mocked Gaia.

“Oh, why don’t you go and sell a toaster, you two-bit salesman!” Gaia snapped back.

“People who talk to stuffed animals shouldn’t throw stones!”

“Oh! Well, people who sell toasters shouldn’t use mixed metaphors!”

“Enough!” Soarin said as he disconnected the call.

“I’m so sorry,” Pear said, looking at the kids apologetically.

“Thank you for the special treat…” Twilight awkwardly smiled, embarrassed.

“Of course…”

Twilight turned around, picked up her bag, and made her way out, followed by her gang.

Rarity wrung her hands nervously, “Twi, what do you think our parents will do to us if we don’t pull this off?”

Twilight paused, her brow furrowed in thought, “I think they’ll be quite disappointed in us, but ultimately proud of us for doing our best.”

“Really?” Braeburn asked, his voice full of hope.

“No, I think we’re definitely goners,” Twilight said before moving on. The rest of the group exchanged uneasy glances, their stomachs twisting with anxiety.

They all headed to Soarin and Braeburn’s dormitory and discuss their future plans.

“Okay, we all know what this looks like. So it’ll be up on the dais, under the Draconequus’ spell jar, and we’ll be coming in from here. I will be in the very front. You all will be up on the balcony.” Twilight said as she explained the things going to happen in the Coronation.

“Okay…” Rarity replied.

“Braeburn?” Twilight called.

“Okay, so I’ll find our Limo, so we can break the barrier, and uh, get back on the island with the wand.”

“Perfect. Rarity?” Twilight called to her bestie.

“Yes?”

“You will use this to take out the driver.” Twilight showed a perfume bottle which was filled with her potion. “Two sprays and he’ll be out like a light.”

“Okay.”

Feeling awkward, they all looked at each other. Braeburn and Soarin went towards their beds, Twilight sat down on a chair and started reading her spell book. Rarity noticed what she was reading and asked, "Twi? You want to break Flash’s love spell?"

“Yeah,” Twilight replied. Then she clarified, "You know, for after. I don’t… I’ve just been thinking, you know, when the villains finally do invade Equestria, and begin to loot and kick everyone out of their castles and imprison their leaders and destroy all that is good and beautiful, Flash still being in love with me just seems a little extra… cruel."

Unable to face the truth any longer, Twilight closed her book and made her way out.

“Twi?” Rarity called after her, but Twilight was already out of earshot.

That night, none of them could sleep peacefully.

Soarin got up from his bed and walked over to the trophy they had won during the Tourney Tournament. He ran his fingers over the gold surface, feeling the bumps and ridges of the intricate design. He remembered the rush he felt when they had won the tournament, the cheering of the crowd, the high-fives from his teammates. But now, as he looked at the trophy, it seemed like nothing compared to their ultimate mission.

Braeburn tossed around in his bed, unable to sleep. He reached out and grabbed his loyal dog Winona, pulling her close to him. He stroked her fur, feeling the warmth and comfort she provided. He knew Winona couldn't help him do his parents' bidding, but in that moment, she was the only thing that made him feel safe.

Rarity opened her drawer and took out her Chemistry paper, in which she had received a B+. She traced her finger over the red pen marks and sighed. She had gotten the marks through her own efforts, and for the first time, didn't cheat to get her way. And now, as she faced the prospect of going back to her roots, she started having double thoughts about it all.

Twilight was in the kitchen, mixing the batter to make a cookie to break the love spell she had cast on Flash. She poured in the ingredients with mechanical precision, her mind focused on the task at hand. But as she stirred, memories of Flash flooded her mind, memories of their time together, of their laughter and shared moments. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. This wasn't the time for nostalgia, she had a mission to complete.

A million thoughts in my head.
Should I let my heart keep listenin’?

I know it’s time to say good-bye.
So hard to... let go!

She cried as she uttered the last few words and her tear fell into the batter. She sniffed and closed the spell book. Twilight knew that she had to do what was instructed by her parents, as that's where her roots lie. She couldn't let her feelings for Flash cloud her judgment and distract her from her mission to prove her worth once and for all to her mother. That she indeed was, rotten to the core.

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It's Family Day at Canterlot High, and everyone, young and old, has gathered in the garden to celebrate. The sun shone brightly on the garden, casting a warm glow on the scene. The students, dressed in their best attire, stood in perfect formation near the arch, with their arms adorned with neatly folded serviettes. Their voices rose and fell in perfect harmony as they sang a beautiful song, adding to the cheerful atmosphere.

As Flash entered the garden through the arch, all eyes turned to him. He carried a serviette, draped elegantly over his arm, and his charming smile lit up the whole place. The warmth in his greeting was palpable as he addressed the guests, his voice rich and melodious, “Ma chere, mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents, your dinner!”

Flash's father and mother, standing nearby, began dancing to the music alongside others, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony. Flash nodded at them, a smile playing on his lips, before turning to the other guests and bowing in greeting.

The students joined in as well, moving together in a perfectly choreographed dance, their voices soaring in the air.

Be our guest, be our guest, put our service to the test

As the music swelled, Flash waved and smiled at his guests.

Tie your napkin 'round your neck cherie

As Flash turned around, his eyes sweep over the garden, taking in the joyous sight of his schoolmates dancing and singing. However, as he glanced at them, he noticed that they suddenly freeze in place, their movements coming to an abrupt halt. Only Spike continued to dance, oblivious to the sudden change in the atmosphere. Flash furrowed his brow and laughed before facing the guests again.

And we'll provide the rest
Soup du jour, hot d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve

Flash turned towards the nearby girl standing and took the serviette from his arm. With a quick motion, he threw it towards her. The girl's eyes widened as she reached out to catch it, and a broad smile spread across her face as she felt the fabric in her hands.

Try the gray stuff, It's delicious
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes!

As the music continued to play, the students began to break formation and move towards the center of the garden where the other guests are gathered. They started dancing, adding their own moves to the mix. Flash, too, joined in with the crowd, moving and grooving to the beat of the music. The garden was filled with laughter, music, and the joy of togetherness on the special day.

They can sing sing sing, they can dance dance dance
After all Miss, this is France
And a dinner here, is never never second best

The music picks up, and Flash starts to move his feet in time with the rhythm. The other boys notice and soon gather around him, their bodies swaying and feet tapping as they join in on the dance. Together, they move in unison, their energy and excitement filling the air. The girls smile and cheer them on as they show off their best moves, the sound of their laughter mingling with the music. The moment is electric, and everyone is swept up in the joy and celebration of the day.

C'mon!
Go on, unfold your menu

The music reached its peak and the energy was contagious. The students started to move in unison, swaying to the beat with their serviettes held high in the air. Suddenly, everyone threw their serviettes towards the guests, creating a flurry of white paper in the air.

The boys at the front joined Flash and started to dance, each trying to outdo the other with their moves. The girls at the back joined in too, swaying their hips and singing along to the music.

The atmosphere was electric as everyone lost themselves in the music and the moment.

Go on, take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest be our guest
Be our guest
C'mon!
Yeah! Be our guest guest, yeah yeah

As the boys danced, they carried themselves with grace and chivalry, one hand behind their back while the other rested upon their chest. They bowed towards the guests present, their movements fluid and elegant.

The Fairy Godmother joined in on the dance, playfully pushing Apple Bloom to join the festivities. But Apple Bloom remained sullen and unmoved, her arms crossed and her expression pensive.

From the balcony of the nearby building, the gang of four looked out towards the garden, watching as the celebration continues. They exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the start of yet another day in this magical land.

I do tricks, with my fellow candlesticks
And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass, to be our guest

The students moved rhythmically to the music, their bodies swaying and their arms raised high in the air. They were all smiles, enjoying the celebration of Family Day at Canterlot High.

However, amidst the dancing crowd, a group of villain kids were making their way towards the garden. They walked with purpose, their faces curious around the festivities, while the other guests continued to dance around them. Despite the festive atmosphere, there was an air of uncertain tension surrounding the group.

If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest
Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest!

As Twilight and Rarity walked past a beautifully decorated table of food, Twilight reached for a plump strawberry and popped it into her mouth. Rarity paused to take in the stunning display of delicacies and appreciatively commented on the exquisite decorations. The pair then turned their attention to the dance happening before them.

As the dance came to an end, Flash approached a girl sitting in a wheelchair and took her hand, bowing down to place a gentle kiss upon it. The crowd erupted into applause, and Twilight and Rarity watched in awe at the graceful and kind gesture.

Rarity took Winona in her arms, her delicate fingers carefully petting the dog's fur while Braeburn indulged himself in the food section without worrying about his pet. He picked up a juicy strawberry, dipped it in the chocolate fountain, and savored the sweet taste.

Soarin joined him, laughing and joking around while dipping fruits in the fountain. Flash, on the other hand, made his way to his parents' table, where Celestia welcomed him with a warm hug.

“That was so lovely!” Celestia exclaimed.

The royal family, with Discord on Flash’s left and Celestia on his right, stood in front of the arch, while a photographer waited to take their photograph.

“Are you ready?” the photographer asked.

While the photographer tried to capture the perfect shot, Flash turned to his father, a glint of excitement in his eyes, “Oh, by the way, I have a new girlfriend.”

“Oh!” Celestia and Discord both looked surprised and intrigued.

“Well, I never wanted to say anything, but I always thought that Sunset was a little self-absorbed. She had a fake smile and was kind of a kiss-up,” Celestia remarked, speaking through her teeth as the photographer continued to shift his position, searching for the ideal angle.

“Do… Do we know your new girlfriend?” Discord asked.

“On the count of three,” the photographer informed. “One, two…”

“Well, sort of…” Ignoring the photographer, Flash called out to Twilight, who was with Rarity and eating a strawberry. “Twilight!”

Twilight waved at him and told Rarity, “I gotta go, okay?” before leaving.

“Have fun!” Rarity whispered just before Twilight left.

“Huh?” Celestia was caught off guard and made a surprised expression just as the flash went off.

“Three!” The photographer looked confusedly towards his camera and at the Queen before slowly walking away.

As Flash approached Twilight, he wore a wide smile that gradually grew bigger as he drew closer to her. “Twilight? Twilight…” he called out, his voice carrying a note of excitement.

Celestia glanced towards her husband, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. She watched as Flash continued, “I wanna introduce you to my parents.”

Twilight’s face lit up with a smile as she hugged Flash, and as she turned towards his parents, his mother gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. Holding Flash’s hand in one hand and his arm in the other, Twilight stood a bit nervously, seeming a little intimidated.

“This is Twilight. From the island,” Flash introduced. “My girlfriend.”

Celestia managed to utter a small greeting, “Mm… Hi!” Her husband, Discord, waved at Twilight, eliciting a small smile from the latter.

“I was thinking maybe she can join us for lunch,” Flash proposed.

“Of… course. Any-any friend of Flash’s…” Discord stammered before Twilight interrupted, “Um, I actually came with my friends.”

“Well, you should invite them!” Celestia exclaimed, her voice lightening up a bit.

Twilight’s friends from the Isle waved back, and Soarin’s and Braeburn’s faces were smeared with chocolate.

“... Because the more the merrier!” Celestia added with a slightly awkward laugh.

“Yeah, I’ll go grab them,” Twilight said, turning towards her friends.

“Uh, how about a game of croquet before lunch?” Discord suggested.

Twilight looked at Flash, seeking his opinion, before saying, “Of course!”

“Game on!” Flash said, approaching his dad for a fist bump and letting out a small laugh.

Turning to Twilight, Flash asked, "Have you ever played before?"

"No…" Twilight replied, her tone unsure.

Celestia suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, causing her to stumble a bit. Discord caught her and held her hand tightly, looking a bit awkward as he smiled at the young couple.

Braeburn threw a frisbee as Winona darted after it, barking happily. She caught the frisbee mid-air, wagging her tail in excitement, and ran back to Braeburn with the toy in her mouth. He threw it again, and Winona chased after it once more.

Meanwhile, Flash stood behind Soarin, showing him how to hold the croquet mallet properly. Soarin tried swinging the mallet, but he missed the ball. Flash chuckled and said, "It's okay, you'll get the hang of it." He demonstrated how to hit the ball, and Soarin watched closely before attempting again.

The sounds of laughter and playful barks filled the air as the group enjoyed their outdoor activities. The sun shone down on them, casting a warm glow on their faces. Celestia and Discord stood nearby, sipping on glasses of lemonade and watching their children and their friends have fun. Twilight stood, balancing herself on the croquet mallet as she looked at the serenity.

A woman, considerably older than Twilight, approached her and greeted her with a cheerful "Hello there." Twilight responded with a simple "Hi," not quite sure what to make of this new encounter.

The woman looked at her curiously and asked, "Now, have we met?"

Twilight thought for a moment, swaying slightly from side to side, before shrugging her shoulders and saying, "No, I don't think so. I'm new. I'm sort of like a... transfer student."

"Oh, yes," The woman nodded in understanding, but before she could say anything else, Sunset appeared beside them and exclaimed, "Granny!"

“Oh, Sunset! Give granny a kiss, dear.” The woman's face lit up as she greeted Sunset warmly, giving her granddaughter a faire la bise.

Twilight watched the exchange with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

"Granny?" she asked, looking at Sunset for an explanation.

“Sleeping Beauty’s mother?” Sunset said, raising an eyebrow at Twilight.

Twilight nodded in response, grasping the situation.

"Granny, I don't think you want to be talking to this girl," Sunset said, eyeing Twilight up and down. "Unless you feel like taking another hundred-year nap."

Sunset’s grandmother looked at Twilight cluelessly. “What?”

Twilight tried to maintain a neutral composure and smiled weakly, but before she could say anything, the woman cried out, "You?!"

Everyone turned to look at them, including the Fairy Godmother, who had been watching the scene unfold from a distance.

“How are you here? And how have you stayed so young?” the woman asked, backing up slowly.

“Queen Sable, it’s okay. Nightmare Moon is still on the island,” Flash reassured as he came up behind his girlfriend and hugged her slightly. “This is her daughter, Twilight Sparkle.”

Sable Spirit didn’t seem convinced, so Flash continued, “Don’t you remember my proclamation to give the new generation a chance?”

Sable retorted, her voice rising in anger, "Flash, a chance to what? Destroy us?" Both Flash and Twilight were left speechless by the former queen's accusations. Sable gripped Sunset's hand tightly and turned to the Pear Butter, continuing, "Come on. You remember, don't you? The poison apples. And the spells..."

Pear Butter, sensing the tension, stepped forward and gently took Sable's other hand, trying to calm her down. Discord and Celestia looked down guiltily, while Flash and Pear exchanged concerned glances.

Sable turned away from Twilight and said, her voice shaking with emotion, "I missed it all. My daughter was raised by fairies because of your mother's curse. So, her first words, her first steps, I missed it all! You mustn't trust her."

Twilight took a hesitant step towards Sable, her expression apologetic. But before she could speak, Trender barged in, his voice cutting through the air like a knife.

"Go away! Stay away from her!" he shouted at Twilight, his face twisted in anger.

Flash stepped forward, his tone pleading. "Don't do this, Trender."

Trender scoffed, turning to face Flash. "What? They were raised by villains. What do you think they were taught? Kindness? Fair-play? No way, uh-uh," he spat out before turning his attention back to Twilight.

"You stole another girl's boyfriend," Trender accused, pointing a finger at her.

Flash interjected, his voice rising. "Hey, hey!"

Trender's attention then turned to Soarin, his eyes narrowed. "Oh, you enjoy hurting people. And you," he pointed at Rarity, his voice rising in anger, "You're nothing but a gold digger and a cheater."

Rarity took out her mirror from her purse, yelling out loud for everyone to hear as she gazed into it. "Mirror, mirror, in my hand, who's the biggest jerk in the land?"

The mirror showed Trender's reflection, and he smacked her hand away, clearly agitated. "What? Come on!"

Soarin stepped forward, grabbing Trender's shirt collar. "Back off, Trender! Alright?!"

The other students rushed in, trying to separate the two boys, while Rarity pulled out the perfume bottle Twilight had given her and sprayed it on Trender. He stumbled back, his eyes rolling up in his head as he collapsed to the ground.

Sunset called out in concern, "Trender? Trender! Rarity did something to Trender!"

The other students checked if Trender was alright, while Flash finally managed to separate Soarin from him. The villain kids didn't stop to spare anyone of them a second glance, save for Soarin, and ran away from the grounds. Trender slowly regained consciousness as Rainbow urged him to wake up.

As the chaos died down, Flash turned towards his parents, feeling guilty. Discord wiped his glasses with a handkerchief as he spoke. "I feared something like this would happen."

"This isn't their fault!" Flash defended.

"No, son," Discord said, looking at Flash. "It's yours." He offered his hand to his wife, who took it, looking sympathetic towards their son.

"Mom…" Flash trailed off, feeling dejected as Celestia left the grounds, leaving him alone.

Sunset approached him, scoffing as she left with her new boyfriend. Trender, confused and disoriented, rambled on about a dream, while everyone else slowly left the scene, leaving Flash feeling isolated and alone.

Flash approached the group of villain kids as the sun began to set, his steps hesitant. Everyone else was busy chatting, except the group of four. He cleared his throat to get their attention.

"Hey, guys," he said, his voice soft. "How are you doing?"

The group remained silent, their eyes trained on the ground. Flash sighed and reached out to place a hand on Soarin's shoulder.

"Listen, forget about it, alright?" he said, his voice tinged with desperation. "It was nothing. Let it go. Tomorrow, after the coronation, I promise everything will be okay."

He moved behind Twilight, placing his hands gently on her shoulders. Rarity watched him warily, her expression unreadable.

"I have to go," he whispered to Twilight, his eyes pleading. She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I'll see you guys later." He managed to smile at them before turning and walking away, his shoulders slumped with defeat.

Spike walked towards Rarity's table, his expression indicating that he was feeling uneasy. He cleared his throat and said, "Rarity, can we talk about what happened earlier today? I just..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Trender called out his name from the next table over.

"Spike," Trender said, waving his hand to get Spike's attention.

Rarity looked at Trender and then turned back to Spike, whispering, "It's my fault, Spike. I'm sorry."

Spike tried to protest, but Trender interrupted him again, calling his name more insistently this time.

"Spike!"

Looking resigned, Spike said to Rarity, "I'm sorry, I can't," before turning to join Trender's table, where Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer were sitting.

Sunset and Apple Bloom approached the villain’s table with smirks on their faces. As they neared the table, they exchanged a wicked laugh.

"How long does she think that’s gonna last?" Sunset asked with a sly grin.

Apple Bloom joined in, "Yeah! I mean, he’s never going to make a villain a queen!"

The two of them laughed heartily and joined Trender’s table once again. Twilight took her spell book and flipped through its pages. As she found the page she was looking for, she whispered, “Beware, forswear, undo Bloom’s hair.”

Apple Bloom's hair suddenly reverted back to how it was before Twilight's spell. The entire table erupted into laughter, mocking Apple Bloom

Trender made a disgusted face as he noticed Apple Bloom, while Rainbow Dash quickly touched her hair to see if she had been affected too.

“There’s a lot more where that came from,” Twilight said in a serious tone.

Sunset was quick to confront her, stepping forward and asking, “Excuse me, who do you think you are?”

Twilight didn't back down, responding with a serious tone, “Do I look like I’m kidding?”

Sunset's smile was wiped from her face as Twilight lifted up her book and flipped through the pages. The tension was palpable as the other students started to run away in fright.

Twilight took a deep breath and turned to Rarity. “I’m really looking forward to tomorrow,” she said with determination, slamming her book shut. “Let’s grab that wand and blow this popsicle stand.”

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As the church bells tolled, the camera panned over the excited faces of Equestria's citizens who were waving their flags in anticipation of the new King's arrival. Children could be heard cheering and adults could be seen smiling as they waited for the coronation to begin.

Meanwhile, at their home, the four notorious villains sat in front of their TV, which was streaming the event live. They had a bowl of popcorn on the table and were completely engrossed in the coverage.

Cadence's voice filled the room as she announced, "At last, here we are, broadcasting live from the coronation where Prince Flash Sentry will soon be crowned King! I’m Cadence, bringing you up-to-the-second coverage of who’s the fairest of them all!”

Chrysalis couldn't help but scoff and threw a handful of popcorn at the screen. "‘I’m Cadence.’ Who are you kidding? She’s definitely had work done," she commented, causing Nightmare Moon to look at her in surprise.

The Church's interior was elegantly decorated with classical music playing in the background as people mingled around a dais with two chairs and a covered object. Sunset twirled in her dress, showing off to Trender, while others chatted excitedly about the upcoming coronation. Meanwhile, Apple Bloom walked aimlessly through the crowd, unnoticed by anyone.

As the Fairy Godmother approached the dais, a few royal guards followed closely behind. Cadence couldn't help but giggle and comment on Apple Bloom's messy hair, which drew a few chuckles from those nearby. With a flourish, Pear Butter unveiled the glass jar containing the wand, causing Nightmare Moon to immediately fixate on it.

"Oh, Fairy Godmother is looking radiant.” Cadence remarked before continuing, “And there is Fairy Godmother’s wand.”

"I want that wand!" Nightmare Moon declared, her eyes locked on the TV.

Gaia retorted, "Do you? I hadn't heard," causing Nightmare Moon to shoot her a sharp glare.

Cadence announced, “Oh, and here comes Flash now!”

The crowd erupted in cheers as Flash and Twilight appeared in a carriage pulled by two beautiful horses. Flash waved to the crowd, while Twilight also smiled before looking down at a box she held. Flash noticed her nervousness and reassured her with a smile and a comforting touch.

“Don’t be nervous.” Flash smiled. “All you have to do is sit there and look beautiful. No problem there.”

Twilight smiled back at him. “Thank you.”

"Twilight, will you wear my ring?" As Flash asked Twilight the question, he paused for a moment, his eyes reflecting a mixture of hope and uncertainty.

Twilight, on the other hand, felt her heart skip a beat and her mind race with all the possible outcomes of her response. She pulled her hand away from his, her eyes downcast, as she struggled to find the right words, "Not now… I think it would probably just fall right off of me. I have something for you though."

"For me?"

"Yeah! It’s just for later, you know, when you need strength." Flash opened the box, revealing a cookie. "Some carbs to keep up your energy."

"Always thinking. But I can’t wait!" Flash took a bite of the cookie immediately, before Twilight could protest.

"Mm, mm! This is really good," Flash said while munching on the cookie.

Twilight's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, her eyes searching for the right words to say, "Uh, do you feel okay?"

"You bet."

“Would you still say that you’re still in… that…” Flash ate the rest of the cookie. “That you have very strong feelings for me?”

"I'm not sure. Let's give the anti-love potion a few minutes to take effect," Flash replied, keeping the box aside.

"Okay," Twilight nervously nodded, then looked back at Flash's face and asked, "What?!"

Flash's shoulders shook as a burst of laughter erupted from his lips, his hand reaching up to cover his mouth.

"What? You knew?"

"That you spelled me? Yeah. Yeah, I knew."

"I can explain myself!" Twilight exclaimed.

"No… look, look it’s fine. I mean, you had a crush on me. I was with Sunset. You didn’t trust that it could happen on its own." Flash shrugged. "Am I right?"

“Yes…” Twilight managed an awkward laugh. “Haha! You’re so right.” She looked down at her hands before continuing, “So, then, how long have you known?”

“Since our first date. The enchanted lake washed away your spell,” Flash replied.

“So then what? You’ve just been… faking it since then?”

Flash slipped his ring into Twilight’s finger and kissed her hand, melting her doubts and worries away, even if it was just for the moment, “I haven’t been faking anything.”

Twilight looked deeply into his eyes, feeling a warmth spreading throughout her body as she realized that he truly cared for her. She couldn't help but let out a chuckle as she smiled at Flash, her heart filled with joy and happiness.

The sound of bells echoed through the streets as guards played a fanfare, announcing the arrival of Flash and Twilight to the grand Church. Flash climbed out of the carriage and extended a hand to help Twilight down. As she stepped out, her eyes widened in awe at the magnificent building.

Meanwhile, on the Isle, Chrysalis gasped at the sight of Twilight with Flash. "Well, if it isn't--"

"My daughter… Looking like some kind of…"

Cadence exclaimed, "Princess! Let's see who designed her gown. Rarity--"

Chrysalis jumped from her seat, "Rarity! That's my daughter!"

“Oh, wow. She sewed a dress.” Nightmare Moon rolled her eyes, "Meanwhile, my girl duped a prince and she's this close to grabbing the magic wand."

"Bitter party of one!" Chrysalis exclaimed, but was inwardly beaming with pride too.

“It’s happening, people! It’s happening!” Nightmare Moon ran around in a frenzy, “I say, gird your loins. Gird your loins! Villains, our revenge begins today!”

As Twilight and Flash ascended the grand staircase, the sound of the guards playing a fanfare echoed through the streets, and the crowd erupted into cheers. The villains on the Isle cackled with glee, reveling in their plan coming to fruition. At the top of the stairs, King Discord and Queen Celestia stood, waiting to greet their son and his girlfriend. Twilight bowed respectfully to Celestia, who gave her a warm nod in response.

Turning to Discord, Twilight began, “About the other day, I just--”

“I told Flash this wasn’t going to be easy,” Discord interjected with a chuckle.

Flash looked up at his father with a determined expression. “You also taught me that a King has to believe in himself. Even when it isn’t easy.”

Discord raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Did I? How very wise of me,” he said with a smirk.

Celestia took hold of her son’s hands and gave a small sigh. “Flash, we are very proud of you. Keep listening to your heart,” she said, her eyes shining with love and pride.

Flash beamed at his mother. “Thanks, mom.”

Discord placed a hand on his son’s shoulder, his eyes filled with pride. “You're going to make a fine King.” He then offered his hand to Celestia, who accepted it with a smile and nod to Twilight and Flash before following her husband.

Flash moved closer to Twilight and held her hand, saying, "Wish me luck."

The chauffeur cleared his throat loudly behind Twilight, causing her to turn around and face him. He extended his hand towards the side of the church, indicating that it was time for her to make her way inside. Twilight smiled and gave a small laugh, acknowledging his gesture before taking a few steps towards him.

"Good luck," Twilight said softly to Flash, squeezing his hand gently before letting go and disappearing inside the church. Flash took a deep breath and stood alone for a moment, gathering his thoughts and summoning his courage before stepping through the entrance to face his destiny.

The voices of the choir filled the grand Church, echoing off the walls and adding to the grandeur of the moment. The guests, including the villain kids, stood at the gallery, watching with anticipation.

Soarin's eyes darted to Rarity, who was looking over at Braeburn, holding onto Winona. He could sense the tension between them, equally feeling it.

The Church gates opened, and Flash appeared, his steps slow and measured. As he passed the guests, they bowed to him, showing respect for their future King. Discord and Celestia, seated on the dais, stood up to welcome their son.

Flash finally reached Twilight, and she bowed at him, a smile on her face. He returned the smile before continuing his journey to the dais. However, despite her smile, Twilight's expression turned to one of concern as she watched him walk away.

Nightmare Moon mumbled under her breath, "Don't blow it, kiddo." Her eyes were fixed on Twilight.

Pear Butter approached the dais again, and the guests stood up to greet her. Discord and Celestia rose from their seats as well, and Pear hugged Celestia before bowing to Discord and lifting the crown which rested upon his head. She then approached Flash, and he knelt before her. Twilight watched the scene unfold, her eyes fixed on the glass jar that held the wand.

As Pear placed the crown on Flash's head, he looked up at his father with a beaming smile. Discord smiled back at him, proud of his son. Meanwhile, Celestia took the wand from its stand and handed it over to Pear.

Twilight exchanged anxious glances with her friends at the gallery, and Nightmare Moon watched closely as the events unfolded.

Pear asked, “Do you solemnly swear to govern the peoples of Equestria with justice and mercy as long as you shall reign?”

“I do solemnly swear,” Flash replied with conviction.

Twilight felt a strong urge to grab the wand from Pear's hands, but something held her back. She couldn't put her finger on it, but a deep feeling told her not to do so.

“Then it is my honor and joy,” Pear said with a smile, tapping her wand on Flash’s shoulders. “to bless our new king--”

Suddenly, everyone gasped as the wand was snatched away at the last moment.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Nightmare Moon exclaimed in joy.

The wand crackled before its magic traveled across the land to the Isle, causing thunder and breaking the barrier that kept the villains at bay.

At the Isle, the thunder caused an earthquake that Nightmare Moon took advantage of to run.

“The barrier is broken! We’re free!” Chrysalis exclaimed amidst the shaking.

Nightmare Moon opened the balcony and commanded, “Sceptre, now!” after which her sceptre obediently followed her command. She cackled, basking in the power she had lost long ago, and teleported to the Church.

At the Church, everyone gasped and backed away from the wand wielder.

“Child, what are you doing!?” Pear screamed as she approached the wielder.

“If you won’t make me beautiful, I’ll do it myself!” Apple Bloom exclaimed while trying to control the all-powerful wand. “Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo!” The magic emanating from the wand was so strong that it caused people to shield themselves from the power.

“Take cover!” Discord exclaimed.

People cried out in fear before Twilight, with a determined look on her face, stepped forward, reaching out to grab the wand from Apple Bloom. The two struggled for control of the wand, their faces contorted in a fierce battle of wills

“Careful, Twilight!” Celestia called out.

After what seemed like an eternity, Twilight managed to wrestle the wand away from Apple Bloom, causing it to stop crackling and sparking in her hands. She breathed heavily, sweat dripping down her forehead, as people slowly backed up more than before. Rarity, Soarin, and Braeburn rushed down from the gallery, concern etched on their faces

Flash stood in front of Twilight, his hand outstretched. "Twilight, give me the wand."

“Stand back…” Twilight's hands trembled as she clutched the wand, her eyes wide with fear.

Twilight’s friends joined her, violently opening the Church doors and running.

“It’s okay…” Flash said, taking a step closer to her.

“Flash, I said STAND BACK!” Twilight shouted, pointing the wand at him with both hands.

Sunset stepped forward, her expression angry. "I told you so!" she said, her eyes locked on Twilight.

Twilight turned the wand on Sunset, causing her to take a quick step back. She turned back to Flash, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Let’s go!” Braeburn said, his voice filled with determination.

“It’s time for revenge,” Soarin added, clenching his fists.

“You really want to do this?” Flash asked Twilight, his voice gentle.

Twilight looked up at him, her eyes searching his face, “We have no choice, Flash!” she exclaimed, “Our parents--”

“Your parents made their choice. Now you make yours.”

Twilight looked at Flash, then at his parents and Fairy Godmother, speechless, “I think I want to be good,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You are good.” Flash said firmly, his eyes never leaving hers.

“How do you know that!?”

“Because… Because I’m listening to my heart.”

Twilight again looked down with unshed tears. “I want to listen to my heart too,” Flash looked at her with a small smile. “And my heart is telling me that we are not our parents.” She turned around to look at her friends, who looked at her with uncertain glances. “I mean, stealing things doesn’t make you happy. Tourney and victory pizza make you happy.”

Soarin grinned at her, nodding his head in agreement.

"And you, scratching Winona's belly makes you happy, who would've thought?" Twilight laughs a little, and Braeburn gives her a small smile.

"And Rarity, you don't have to play dumb to get a guy. You're smart and beautiful just the way you are," Twilight said, her eyes meeting Rarity's.

Rarity smiled at her, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. "Thank you, darling," she said.

Pear looks at the kids with a smile before Twilight sighs and continues, "And I don't want to take over the world with evil. It doesn't make me happy. I want to go to school and be with Flash."

Flash perks up upon hearing the last sentence. "Because Flash makes me really happy," Twilight says, holding up the hand with his ring on.

Twilight sniffs a bit, a tear rolling down her cheek, "Being friends makes me really happy. Not destroying things..." She holds her fist in front of them. "I choose good, you guys."

Soarin bumped his fist with hers. "I choose good, too," he said.

Rarity joined in, bumping her fist against Twilight's. "I choose good," she said.

"Now, just to be clear, we don't have to worry about how really mad our parents will be, right?" Braeburn asked, and they all chuckle to themselves. "Because they're going to be really, really mad."

"Your parents can't reach you here," Flash smiled, walking to them.

"Okay then. Good." Braeburn bumped Twilight's fist too, and she let out a relieved laugh, turning around to Flash. "Come on..."

Flash hesitantly approached the gang and fist bumps too, earning applause from all the guests. She leans on Flash's arm, and seeing that, Celestia does the same on Discord's arm.

An explosion had shattered the peaceful moment, and the guests were screaming in terror. Twilight tightened her grip on the wand, her palms sweating as she faced Nightmare Moon's sinister grin.

Nightmare Moon appeared to have teleported right below the dais, separating the gang from Pear, "I'm baaaaaack!" she announced with a theatrical flourish.

"It can't be..." Twilight gasped, her eyes widening in horror.

Celestia clung onto her son, equally frightened.

Twilight stepped forward, brandishing the wand. "Leave, mother," she said, tired of all these antics.

Nightmare Moon laughed, "She's funny!" She snorted before saying, "Oh, I'm sorry... you're very funny! Here, wand me. Hurry up!"

"No!" Flash shouted. Twilight immediately tossed the wand to Pear

"Bibbidi, bobbidi--"

"Boo." Nightmare Moon taunted Pear, then lifted her sceptre, freezing everyone except the villain descendants. "Sike." She continued to laugh and snort.

She approached the frozen former king and said, "Oh!" before removing his glasses. "Ooh, in another time, in another time." She lazily placed them on his head.

She hummed as she walked up the dais to the fairy. "Ow! Oh. Oh, no. Someone needs to pluck their nose hairs." Twilight and her friends looked at her mother in disgust as she took the wand from the fairy's hand and poked it into the fairy's nostril.

She looked at the kids, "Hmm, where shall we begin? I know! Why don’t we start by getting rid of this?" She used her powers to attract the ring on Twilight’s finger, which slipped from her finger to the wand, stopping a few inches from the handle. "Perfect fit!"

Twilight gasped, looking at her hand. Nightmare Moon chuckled, moving away from Pear's extended arm. "Oh, excuse me. Pardon me. Excuse me. The horn, the horn!" She moved to Flash, turned his head, pushed his crown back, and turned his head back to the same spot. "Aw… falling in love is weak… and ridiculous. It's not what you want." She pointed at her daughter.

"You don't know what I want! Mom, have you ever once asked me what I want? I'm not you…"

"Oh, obviously. I've had years and years and years and… years of practice being evil. You'll get there."

"No, I WILL not! And I really wish that you had never become evil yourself." Twilight sniffled, before continuing, "Love is NOT weak or ridiculous. It's actually really amazing."

"I know one thing, young lady. You have NO ROOM for love in your life!"

Twilight gritted her teeth and said, "And now, I command, wand to my hand!" Nightmare Moon struggled before the wand slipped off and reached Twilight’s hand. "Ha-- It... It worked!"

"I hardly think so! Frankly, this is tedious and very immature. Give me the wand, give me the wand!" Nightmare Moon said, walking frantically.

“Hold on, Twilight. Maybe good really is more powerful than evil.” Braeburn piped in.

“Ohohoho, please! You’re killing me! Arf!” Nightmare Moon summoned Winona, who climbed her and barked. “Oh! Oh, the breath! The breath! Get off me!”

The dog got down as Soarin grunted and took hold of her sceptre, which glowed but didn’t budge. She smirked and looked him in the eye, caressing his shoulder, “Blueblood should be jealous.” She poked his forehead which sent him tumbling on the ground.

Nightmare Moon cackled, “Enough! You all will regret this!” As Nightmare Moon transformed into her ultimate form, the air around her crackled with dark energy. Her body expanded, her wingspan stretching out and her horn growing longer and sharper. Her eyes narrowed to slits, and her canines grew longer, giving her a ferocious and menacing appearance. The ground shook with each step she took, and her roar echoed through the church, causing the chandeliers to rattle.

The beams of dark magic that shot from her horn were like black lightning bolts, striking the ground and causing explosions that sent debris flying everywhere. Soarin scrambled and dodged the blasts, his heart pounding in his chest. He ran as fast as he could, but the alicorn was faster and more powerful.

“Come on, Soarin, run!” Braeburn's voice echoed through the air, urgent and panicked.

Soarin's muscles strained as he sprinted up the steps to the dais, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Nightmare Moon soared above them, her dark silhouette cutting through dusk.

“Hurry, Soarin. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Soarin, watch it!” Twilight's voice rang out, high and urgent.

Just as Nightmare Moon was about to seize Soarin with her powerful hooves, Rarity sprang into action. She whipped out her mirror, and with a fierce determination in her eyes, aimed it at the alicorn, “Magic mirror, show your brightest light!”

The mirror shone with a brilliant light that illuminated the entire area, blinding the flying creature and causing her to plummet to the ground with a deafening crash.

“Behind me, Rare!” Twilight said, as she stood in front of Rarity, shielding her from Nightmare Moon's wrath, “Leave my friends alone!”

The alicorn let out a guttural roar, her eyes flashing with anger, “This is between you and me, mother.”

“The strength of evil is good as none, when stands before four hearts as one.” Twilight's eyes blazed with determination as she began to chant, the words tumbling from her lips in a rhythmic cadence. Her eyes glowed with an intense blue light, and Nightmare Moon's eyes mirrored the same hue, as they stared each other down, locked in a fierce battle of wills.

The tension in the air was palpable as the two powerful beings faced off, neither willing to back down. Suddenly, the alicorn let out a screech, and wisps of smoke began to swirl around her, confusing Twilight and her friends. Fairy Godmother looked on, bewildered, as she unfroze and watched the events unfold before her.

As Twilight approached the dais, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of a small lizard with a tiny horn and wings.

Braeburn's confusion was evident in his voice as he asked, "What just happened?"

"I have no idea," Twilight replied, still staring at the little creature.

Rarity, who had been the one to use the mirror on Nightmare Moon, looked at Twilight with hopeful anticipation. "Did you do it?"

Twilight shook her head. "I don't know."

Suddenly, Pear Butter appeared, descending the dais towards the group. "Your mother did. She shrank to the size of the love in her heart. That's why it's so... itty-bitty."

Concern etched on her face, Twilight bent down to get a closer look at the lizard. "Is she going to be like that forever?"

"Well, forever is a long time," Pear replied, smiling at Twilight. "You learned to love. So can she."

Twilight's worry gave way to a small chuckle, and she turned to the fairy, holding out the wand. "I believe this belongs to you."

Pear took the wand from Twilight with a grateful smile, then reached down to pick up the ring that Flash had given to Twilight. "And I believe this... belongs to you."

Twilight smiled as she slipped the ring back onto her finger, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over her.

Pear straightened up and addressed the group. "You all have earned yourselves an 'A' in goodness class."

The gang of four erupted in laughter as Pear's wand shimmered with magical energy. She raised it high and with a flourish, exclaimed, "Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo!" Suddenly, the frozen characters came to life, and Flash bounded towards Twilight with a loud roar. Celestia, still bewildered, hurriedly ran over to Discord and began to fix his glasses.

Trying to calm the excited prince, Twilight gently placed a hand on his shoulder and spoke softly, "It's alright, Flash. We've got everything under control now."

Flash blinked for a few moments, his expression slowly changing from one of concern to one of amusement. He scooped up Twilight into his arms, chuckling as he twirled around and said, "Next time, I'll be the one rescuing you, alright?"

Twilight laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, replying, "Sounds good to me. But let's try to avoid any more dangerous situations, okay?" She playfully turned his crown askew, eliciting another laugh from Flash.

As Twilight began to walk away, she glanced back at Flash and said, "I'll be back in just a moment, alright?"

Pear Butter furrowed her brow and crossed her arms, her eyes fixed on her daughter. "I love you," she said firmly, "But you are on a major time-out." Her tone left no room for argument as she continued to glare at Apple Bloom.

“Don’t be too hard on Apple Bloom. I was the one who put all that crazy stuff in her head.” Twilight popped in, admitting. “You… are beautiful… inside and out.” Twilight chuckled before continuing, “Your mom got that right.”

“I guess I did get pretty lucky in the mother department…” Apple Bloom grinned, feeling a sense of relief and gratitude towards her mother.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Pear softened slightly at the compliment, but quickly regained her composure before turning back to Apple Bloom with stern eyes and motioning her to move along.

Twilight approached Sunset with a smile, her eyes locked on hers. Sunset returned the gesture with a small smile of her own. Twilight then took a step back and curtsied to Sunset, in an attempt to establish friendly relations. Sunset reciprocated the gesture, showing her appreciation for Twilight.

“Hey!” Twilight called out, looking back at the lizard being covered by the glass jar. “Careful! That’s my mom.”

Twilight let out a relieved laugh as she looked back at the glass jar covering her shrunken mother. Rarity, standing next to her, chuckled in agreement. They then joined their friends and Flash, who had gathered in a tight group hug. Twilight wrapped her arms around Flash and her friends, feeling grateful for their support and glad that the day had ended on a positive note.

Soarin pumped his fist into the air, his enthusiasm contagious as he shouted, "Well, let's get this party started!"

“Ole, ole, hey!”

On the Isle, Gaia, Chrysalis, and Sombra walked towards the balcony, their eyes drawn to the colorful fireworks illuminating the night sky above the distant lands of Equestria. Chrysalis couldn't help but smile at the sight.

Back in Equestria, the people twirled and swayed, lost in the joyous celebration of the day's events. The sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, as friends and strangers alike came together to revel in the moment.

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Let’s set it off!
Oh, yeah!
You can make it happen
Ole, ole, hey!

Twilight and her friends were caught up in the lively music, swaying and moving to the rhythm. Twilight felt the warm lights on her skin and the stage under her feet as she danced with her best friends. As the music reached its climax, Flash was lifted onto the shoulders of the boys and paraded around the dance floor. The girls cheered and clapped, joining in the fun. Finally, the boys set Flash down on a stage, and everyone continued dancing, laughing, and celebrating under the night sky.

Kings and Queens, it’s our time to rise!
Write the book, the story of our lives.
This is us, taking back the night!
Ole, ole

As Flash stood on the stage, he turned his head to the right and caught a glimpse of Twilight in the distance. She was gracefully swaying to the music, moving closer and closer to him with every step. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her, feeling his heart race with anticipation. As she finally reached him, he took her hand and pulled her onto the stage with him, spinning her around as they began to dance together.

Break the spell, we were born this way.
Be yourself, forget the DNA!
Ole, ole, hey!

Rarity sashayed across the dance floor, her movements graceful and elegant as if she was walking on a runway. Spike watched her with admiration and anticipation, waiting for her at the other end. When she finally reached him, he took her hand and twirled her around, matching her rhythm perfectly. The two danced together, lost in the moment as they moved to the beat of the music. Their chemistry was undeniable, and everyone around them could see the love and affection they shared.

Sound the alarm, get on your feet
Let’s set it off, and rock this beat!
Dance till your heart is wild and free!
Ooh, oh, oh!

Feelin’ the power, let it all out
Like what you see in the mirror, shout!
We got the keys, the kingdom’s ours
Ooh, oh oh!
Ole, ole, hey!

Twilight and Flash make room for Rarity and Spike to join them on the dance floor. The four of them dance together, moving to the rhythm of the music and laughing as they enjoy each other's company. Spike twirls Rarity around, making her laugh, while Flash and Twilight sway together, their eyes locked in a loving gaze. The group continues to dance the night away, surrounded by their friends and the festive atmosphere.

Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
Start a chain reaction, never let it stop!
Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
You can make it happen, with everything you’ve got!

Let’s set it off, come on!
On the right,
Get ready, set it off!
To the left,
Ole, ole, hey!

Apple Bloom sat on the bench, feeling downcast as she watched everyone dancing and having a good time. As she sat there lost in thought, she suddenly felt two pairs of hands being extended towards her. She looked up and saw that it was Braeburn and Soarin, who had come to join her on the bench.

Apple Bloom was surprised by their kind gesture but smiled and accepted their hands. The three of them made their way to the dance floor, and Apple Bloom was soon caught up in the music and the lively atmosphere.

Yo, it’s time to set this thing off
Let’s make it happen now
I’ma make my own future, ignore all the rumors
Show ‘em how passion sound!

As Sunset dances towards Soarin, she extends her hand towards him with a smile. Soarin grins and takes her hand, standing up from the edge of the stage. They start to dance together, their movements matching the beat of the music. Sunset spins and twirls around Soarin, her dress flowing around her. Soarin lifts her up in a dip, causing Sunset to laugh and throw her head back. The two of them continue to dance, lost in the moment.

They all told me I should back down
Judgin’ me ‘cause of my background
Thinkin’ ‘bout changin’ my path now
Nah, I ain’t goin’ out like that now!

The group of eight continued to dance together, laughing and having a great time. They moved in sync to the music, with each one adding their unique style and moves to the dance. Sunset spun around with Soarin as Braeburn lifted Apple Bloom up in the air, making her giggle. Twilight and Flash twirled together, while Rarity and Spike danced in close proximity, lost in their own world.

The crowd around them cheered and clapped as the group of friends danced on the stage. The fireworks continued to light up the sky, adding to the festive atmosphere. For that moment, they forgot about their worries and problems and just enjoyed the company of their friends, lost in the joy of the celebration.

Feelin’ the power, let it all out
Like what you see in the mirror, shout!
We got the keys, the kingdom’s ours
Ooh, oh, oh!
Oh yeah!

Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
Start a chain reaction, never let it stop!
Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
You can make it happen, with everything you’ve got!
Let’s set it off!

We got to set it off!
That’s right, get ready, set it off!
We got to set it off!
Get ready, set it off!
We got to set it off!
Get ready, set it off!

As Flash leaned in for a kiss, Twilight's heart started racing, and her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. She quickly turned her face away and giggled nervously before running towards the balcony. Flash, not wanting to let her go, chased after her, laughing as he followed her up the stairs.

Ooh, yeah!
Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
Start a chain reaction, never let it stop!
Let’s set it off, oh yeah!
You can make it happen, with everything you’ve got!
Let’s set it off!

Flash caught Twilight's arm as she tried to run away, spinning her around and pulling her closer. She blushed and giggled as he leaned in for a kiss, their lips meeting in a sweet embrace.

From below, the group of friends and family bowed in respect as the new couple sealed their love with a kiss. The music crescendoed, and everyone cheered and clapped, happy to see Twilight and Flash finally together.

Get ready, set it off!
Come on, we got to set it off!
To the left
Get ready, set it off!
To the right
We got to set it off!

Suddenly, a loud boom echoes through the night sky, startling everyone. Twilight and Flash pull away from each other, looking up in surprise. Another explosion follows, and then another, until a dazzling array of colors lights up the sky.

As the fireworks continue, Twilight and Flash hold hands and watch in awe. The rest of their friends gather around them, smiling and laughing in delight. It was a beautiful end to a perfect day.

Before we actually forget… You didn’t think this was the end of the story, did you?

Descendants: The Isle of the Wicked

by Crystal Aura

Rotten To The Core!

Evil Like Me~!

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