It was on night in Canterlot, capital of Equestria and home to the beautiful Princess Celestia where two Unicorn stallions whisked a carriage away from the glittering halls of the castle. The carriage's departure marked the end of a beautiful evening at the Grand Galloping Gala for the beautiful Fleur Dis Lee, the most talked-about supermodel that has ever graced magazines and fashion events throughout all of Equestria, particularly in Manehatten.
Though the Grand Galloping Gala has already ended, Fleur has not once considered removing the smile that is planted on her face for a few reasons; 1) it was SO much better from last year's gala [she doesn't even want to get started with the moment where that crazy Pegasus mare blew the doors open and made a scene for all to see], and most importantly, she had Fancy Pants, another figure from Equestrian pop culture by her side.
That same night, Fleur spent hours in front of her mirror preparing herself for the Gala, because it has always been a routine to make sure that she would look even more beautiful and graceful from galas past, all so that she can catch the eyes of everypony in the ballroom, particularly Fancy Pants himself.
Finally, the carriage arrived at her mansion home. The footcolt stepped off of the carriage and opened the door, proceeding to assist the beautiful mare in getting off the carriage.
"I bid you good night, Madame," said the footcolt.
"As I too you my good sir," replied the beauty as she winked at the stallion, who cannot take his eyes off one of Equestria's legendary beauties.
Then the footcolt went back on the carriage and signaled for the stallions at the front to drive away, leaving Fleur alone to retire for the night.
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Some time after arriving home, Fleur was finally in her bedchamber, adorned in a silk nightgown and moving the comb through her beautiful, light pink mane. Actually, she was almost done combing her mane, which is the first of the pre-bedtime rituals she has made for herself, considering that her beauty is the one thing that kept her career as a supermodel alive. Once she finishes combing her mane, she blows the candle, removes her slippers, and gracefully placed herself under the satin covers of her bed. Her eyes then close and within minutes, she has entered into the world of deep sleep, surrounded by the peaceful environment of her bedchamber.
Immersed in the realm of sweet dreams, Fleur paid no heed to what was happening around her until it was too late.
