“Were you interested in running for Princess of the Fall Formal this year?”
“Princess of the Fall Formal?” Twilight replied back.
“It’s Canterlot High’s big fall dance,” Principal Celestia said and continued. “Students select one of their peers to represent them. She’ll then receive a crown at the Fall Formal.”
“Can anyone run?”
“Yes,” Celestia said warmly. “Now, was there anything else you need?”
“Um…” Twilight looked around the room for a bit. Not in search of things in the room but it was just some bad habit of hers to look around while clueless. “Nope! That was it!” She chuckled faintly.
“Well, if you need anything, my door’s always open.”
Twilight waved goodbye before closing the door and entering the main hall again.
However, unbeknownst to her, hiding in the locker room right beside the Principal’s office were two of Canterlot High’s bumbling henchmen: Snips and Snails. Since the lockers weren't exactly big enough for the two, they had to tightly pack themselves into it like a can of tuna.
“Hey, watch where your feet is!” Snips whispered loudly.
“Why do you get to see through the openings? I’m the taller one-“
“Shh! Shh! I think she’s talking.”
“Uh… to who?”
The two couldn’t see who she was talking to. But whoever it was, that girl was talking about running for the Fall Formal. Against their boss.
“Durrr, Sunset Shimmer ain’t gonna like that.” Snails said.
Snips turned to Snails. “Well, duh! ‘Course she won’t. We have to tell-“
But before he could finish, the two came crashing out the locker. The two, dazed and on the floor, saw a figure rising over the two.
“Tell.me.what?”