With click a bang and what sounds like a snapping rope Trixie, the showmare's cart opened up to make a spectacular stage. Two fireworks fired into the air, hardly visible on the daytime clear sky. The blue unicorn looked up and raised an eyebrow. "Why the Tartarus it do that? Damn old thing." She said kicking the side of the old but certainly not trusty chart. It didn't really matter. With the bits she was going to make in this next show she could buy ten new carts. What she was standing on now

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