The Conversion Bureau: Death's Design

Twilight stared at the medical clipboard for the human on the bed she found.  'Terminally ill, huh?  Cancer?  I don't think so,' she thought to herself as she doused the human with ponification potion.

She smiled to herself as she watched the transformation.  She laughed happily as the new pegasus Newfoal happily introduced herself as 'Salty Shores' and thanked Twilight for both saving her from death's door as well as from her original existence as a savage ape.

+++  +++  Two Months Later  +++  +++

"Twiligh,"  Queen Celestia asked through clenched teeth, "Can you please elaborate on that last part of the report, for me?"

"Y-Yes, your majesty, >cough-cough< well you see, four days ago, during a meeting with our PER allies, there was this... accident."

"What kind of accident?"

"They kind of accident that occurs when there is an unexpected explosion that leaves no survivors.  And.."

"'And' what?"

"And has bizarre anomalies surrounding it."

"What sort of anomalies were there?"

"There was this-this, there was this unnatural gust of wind!  And there was al-also this strange sort of shadow all over the place!  Not to mention that the phrase 'why can't we be friends' was played over the radio in a loop!"

"I see."

"Do you know what any of this means?"

"Enough."

"I, I understand your highness."

"What is going on here?  All of my wonderful plans, they were supposed to be perfect, just like me."

"Is, is there anything else that you need, your highness?"

"Leave me."

"...Very well, I understand your highness."

After Twilight left the room the Solar Tyrant asked herself aloud, "What the Smooze is going on here now?!  Why is everything that I've been working toward for so long that even I, despite my eternal and infinite perfection, even I no longer remember either why I chose to take this path or when I made the decision to do so."