Bon Bon is tired of hiding her obsession. A masquerade party is the last thing she needs. But somepony else at the party feels similar, and their chance encounter could be the start of a deeper obsession...
"Burninating the countryside... burninating the peasants... burninating all the peoples... and their thatched-roof COTTAGES! THATCHED-ROOF COTTAGES!! And the Trogdor comes in the NIIIIGHT!!!"