Trixie stared at her reflection from her mirror. She was depressed. Her mane was in a bun, while her curled bangs were Hanging behind her ear. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her eyes were covered with mascara. Snowy, Trixie's white cat tried to comfort her. It was no use. Moments later, Trixie's mother, Blue Wave, entered her room.
BW: Well, darling. What do আপনি think? Do আপনি like your new mane cut? Isn't it just this... Month?
BW: Trixie, please say something to me. Dear, I bought আপনি all I could. But you're not talking. Is it because of all these accidents in school? Do আপনি think no টাট্টু will like you? It's okay sweetheart.
Trixie: Everypony loves Trixie.
BW: I guess.. I should leave for now. Tell me when you're hungry, sweetheart.
Trixie rolled her eyes as her mother left the room. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and sat on her bed. She sighed.
Trixie: Oh snowy. What do আপনি think? Do আপনি like it?
Snowy: Meow Meow.
Trixie: I guess you're right. *sniffs*
Snowy: *lays পরবর্তি to Trixie*
Trixie: Snowy, stop fooling around. My life has been ruined দ্বারা this ONE pony. *growls* She গাউন my boyfriend. গাউন my friends. গাউন my popularity. And worst yet, nearly killed me.
Snowy: ... Meow.. Meow?
Trixie: Ugh. Okay, maybe not nearly killed me, but.. Still, she drove me INSANE which caused me to.. Uhh..
Trixie: I just want revenge so so bad.
Snowy: Meow meowwww...
Trixie: I need to Snowy!
Snowy: Meowwww!!! *hisses*
Trixie: আপনি pathetic little flea bag.
After that sentence, Trixie kicked Snowy off her bed. Snowy landed hard on the ground beside a chair.
Trixie: Grr.. *gasp* Oh my darling! *runs to Snowy* I am so so sorry... Maybe I really am crazy...
??: অথবা maybe you're just too smart for this world..
??: *laughs* Guess again..
Trixie looked around. She tilted her head. Her mirror was shattered. She gasped, and ran to the shattered mirror. The mysterious female voice just laughed.
Trixie: What have আপনি done to my mirror?! আপনি owe আরো than-
??: Shush little one. I am here to help you.
Trixie: Who are you?! প্রদর্শনী yourself!
Green smoke came out from under Trixie's bed. A figure appeared on the mirror. She had holes on her hooves. An ugly choppy horn was on her head. Her কোট was dark black. Her পান্না green eyes sparkled. She smirked, প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে her fangs.
Trixie: Q-Queen.. C-Chyrsalis?! Back off! *aims horn*
QC: I mean no harm. I come in peace, and to help a delicate ফুল like you.
Trixie: What do আপনি want from me?!
QC: *laughs* From you? *looks around* Ehh.. Cheap stuff আপনি got here.
QC: Calm down sweetie. Save your barks for later.
Trixie: What are আপনি doing here?
QC: Like I said, to help you. I, কুইন Chrysalis am a very generous pony. And of course, beautiful.
Trixie: I don't need your help in anything.
QC: *raises eyebrow* What about this mare?
কুইন Chrysalis was holding a picture of Silver Tune, Snow Flake, Coffee Crème, and Blue Beat, smiling. Trixie gasped.
QC: Look at how happy she is here. With her friends. With your so called, boyfriend. With love. With beauty. With happiness. Popularity.Then look at you. Miserable. Ugly. Horrible. A monster.
Trixie: And what can আপনি do to help the great and powerful Trixie?
QC: Oh, আপনি know. *blows out আগুন and burns picture* That. Destroy her. Crush her. Break her. Kill her. Many things.
Trixie: How do I know if I can trust you?
QC: Because, I am a queen. I can make her screams silent, but her mind violent.
Trixie: And what do আপনি want in return?
কুইন Chyrsalis thought for a while and grinned.
QC: I want Silver Tune's voice.
Trixie: Voice?! For what?!
QC: You'll see, my child. Her voice contains something I, the কুইন needs.
Trixie: And how do I get her voice?!
QC: With this. *hands Trixie a necklace*
Trixie: *grabs necklace*
QC: Make her sing while wearing this. Very simple.
Trixie: Very well then. আপনি help me gain my popularity first.
QC: No. আপনি complete my mission first. I demand it.
Trixie: Nope. I want back my popularity NOW.
QC: অথবা else what?!
Trixie: *drops necklace*
QC: *catches it* Fine!
Trixie: It's settled then.
QC: Indeed it is. *evil laugh*