Trixie's Great And Powerful Suicide Spectacular
Silly Manticore, Trix Are For Kids
"Come one, come all," Trixie said unenthusiastically as she stood on stage in front of the crowd in Ponyville. She continued in a monotone manner, "Come and see the Pathetic and Friendless Trixie's 'Way-To-Go-You-Insufferable-Cunt-You-Really-Fucked-It-Up-This-Time' Repentance Tour."
The crowd stared at her with confused expressions, having expected a more grand entrance, as Trixie had had on her other visits. Well at least she wasn't enslaving anyone, so that was a plus, though finally remembering to charge ponies for admittance was a minus.
"It's a working title!" screeched Trixie, then returned to her unenthused banter, "Behold, your fears come true. A pony-eating manticore."
The curtain behind her was raised, revealing a large manticore, fastened with a steel chain and collar around his neck so he wouldn't be able to eat anypony else. Which was good, because Trixie wanted his hunger focused on her during her imminent suicide attempt. Trixie figured that the crowd would rather see her brutally murdered on stage than anything else anyway, so she wasn’t even going to leave this stunt for the finale. She’d just do it and get it done.
"For tonight," continued Trixie, "The Great and Powerful Trixie will be performing the Moonshot Manticore Mouth Dive."
The crowd gasped, but was definitely paying attention now. Such a trick hadn't been performed at any stage show in years.
Trixie continued with a complete deadpan look on her face, "Now, now, save your gasps for when I defy the beast's jaws of doom and appear inside that black box." she sighed, and added more dramatically, "I was supposed to perform this trick with my great and powerful assistant, who was also my great and powerful friend! Actually more than friend; I was planning on eating her out after the show. But she's not here, so no fucking head for you! Hear that Starlight?!"
The crowd stared.
Atop the nearby hill, Twilight approached Starlight from behind, sighing as she saw Starlight wipe away tears.
"Starlight," Twilight said softly, "When I first came to Ponyville, Princess Celestia gave me room to make my own decisions and my own friends. I need to give you the same freedom. I shouldn't have tried to pick and choose your friends for you. Just like me, you have to make your own decisions and your own friends."
"But... what if Trixie really was using me just to one-up you?" Starlight looked back at Twilight, ears flat and posture wilting. "Though I suppose really good head might be worth that... you don't know how good she is with that, do you?"
"What? No!" Twilight claimed defensively, blushing from head to hoof, then trying to change the subject, "From what I've seen, she's the real thing," Twilight smiled, "But it's not my place to judge. It's all up to you."
Trixie slipped the helmet on over her hat; the least she could do was to give the manticore some painful indigestion with a metal dildo-shaped helmet. She climbed into the canon, and lit the fuse with the little bit of real magic she did know.
"Starlight?" Trixie said to herself as she slipped deep into the barrel, "If you're out there and you still want to be fuck buddies, let's be great and powerful together! Please?"
Trixie braced herself, knowing that she was about to either die or regain her friend, and she honestly didn't care which. The cannon fired, and Trixie streaked over the heads of the crowd and towards the manticore. Staring into his hungry eyes as she zoomed closer, she began to have a few regrets. Actually a lot of regrets, but there was nothing she could do now except scream and cover her eyes.
Trixie expected the manticore to catch her in his mouth, and was hoping for a direct enough hit that she would shoot directly down his throat. Suffocating in his gut would probably be the least painful way to do this, given the alternatives. Unfortunately for her, that wasn't what happened. She was, in fact, in for one of the alternatives. One she hadn’t exactly considered.
Maybe Hoofdini's manticore had been trained to catch him in its mouth, but this one did none of the sort. Instead he slammed his paw down as hard as he could, catching Trixie at the precise moment before she would have entered his mouth, the force of her blast diverting downward and slamming her into the stage hard, bones slamming against floor with a sickening crack. Trixie let out a pained groan, the impact literally cracking her jaw, breaking it from its hinge and driving her lower teeth into her upper gum. She gagged, blood pouring down over her tongue and out her muzzle.
Before she could regain enough sense to even attempt to back out of this, he grasped her in both forepaws, claws digging into her sides like nails, immediately drawing blood that drooled down to her flanks. He grasped her helmet in his jaw, ripping it away and tossing it and her hat aside, then slammed his claw down to rip away her cape, baring her delicious body for his eating pleasure.
Trixie realized how very painful this was going to be, and tried to dart away, though due to her dizziness she ended up darting directly into him, thumping her head against his chest. He grabbed her by one of her hind legs, flipping her over to slam her down onto her back, eliciting another scream.
It was at this point that Trixie realized that he wasn't just enjoying this in a 'nom nom' way. As she dizzily stared upwards, her eyes fell upon his shaft, which had slipped free of his sheath and was now a throbbing erection. It was a wicked looking cock as well, ridges, barbs, and a sizeable knot at the base. When Trixie finally pried her jaw open again and tried to shout for help, she was cut off by the monster's hips pushing forward, ramming his rape stick directly into her muzzle, holding the back of her head steady so he could ram deep, not even a tiny pause before his tip contacted her throat and forced its way inside. She gagged violently and thrashed about helplessly beneath him.
Trixie was regretting this more and more, but was also a bit hopeful now. Maybe the manticore would have his way with her and let her go? Maybe?
No. The manticore grasped her left hind leg with the foreclaw not already holding her head, licking it up and down to savor the taste of fear and sweat on his prey, before digging his teeth in, tearing a large chunk of meat from her leg and chewing it down slowly and messily, gore drooling from his mouth as he did so, and blood pouring down Trixie's leg. She tried to scream again, but this only served to send lovely vibrations up through his shaft, encouraging him to buck his hips all the harder, soon hammering in and out of her throat, ridges grinding against her flesh and balls smacking her face with each buck, her neck expanding with each thrust from his girth.
Up on the hill top, Twilight was staring wide-eyed at the events. She glanced at Starlight, thinking that surely she would save Trixie... surely... just a few more seconds... wait, was Starlight smiling? When she saw Trixie getting throat fucked and having a chunk of meat removed from her leg, Twilight decided to take action herself instead, her horn glowing intending on teleporting Trixie away from the monster.
Thump! Starlight thumped Twilight's horn to break her concentration as soon as she saw it light up.
"Starlight, we have to save her!" Twilight looked at Starlight in confusion.
"No, you said it was 'up to me'," Starlight pointed out.
"So save her!" Twilight gasped.
"Saying it's up to me implies that me choosing not to do it is a valid choice," Starlight again pointed out, "Unless you were just lying about that as well." Starlight shrugged and blushed, "Trixie clearly wanted to die anyway, or she wouldn't have done the trick without me!"
"I'm sure she didn't expect to die like that!" Twilight almost screeched, "She's your friend!"
Starlight huffed, "She was just using me to get at you; she's getting what was coming to her. Besides... just look at it... isn't it just a bit hot to see a beast ram it down the throat of somepony that so richly deserves it? It’s not like you like her either."
"By that logic, you deserve to be eaten!" Twilight pointed out.
"I sure do," Starlight winked at Twilight, not taking it quite so seriously, "We can take care of that afterward if you'd like."
"Well surely somepony will save her, even if you don't!" Twilight started looking a little panicked, her horn lighting up again, but Starlight thumping it once again to cut her off.
"That's a good point," Starlight conceded, then her own horn lit up, causing her voice to boom across the audience, "Don't worry, good ponies, this is all part of the show! Soon the Great and Powerful Trixie will amaze you with her survival skills!"
When Trixie heard Starlight's voice booming out, her first instinct was relief, thinking that Starlight had arrived to save her, but her eyes grew even wider when she heard what Starlight said. Instead of saving her, her new friend had just sealed her gory fate. Trixie was very much wishing that she'd just settled for hanging herself backstage, or maybe even on stage; this was definitely not going the way she planned.
She tried to scream out that no, this wasn't part of the show, but that just sent more shivers up the manticore's body, her gagging throat feeling wonderful around the predator's rape meat. It had been years since the captive manticore had been able to have his cock in a warm hole, and he had a lot of pent-up arousal to sate with his prey.
Her free hind leg kicked frantically as her whole body writhed against her killer. The leg that was being gnawed on quickly lost its ability to kick as ligaments and muscle were torn from the bone, the monster rapidly skeletonizing his meal’s leg, small bits of meat and blood splattering on the first few rows of the audience as he feasted.
Trixie’s convulsions only increased as each bite seemed to pile pain onto pain. Even after all the nerves should have been severed, Trixie felt a phantom leg of pure agony undulating up through her.
The pounding of her head never slowed down, her neck swelling grotesquely with his girth with each stroke. He wanted deeper though, and reached one claw down lower to take hold of her lower jaw, twisting it hard before tearing it right off her head with a grotesque sound and another splatter of blood. He tossed the jaw into his mouth and gnawed it down, crunching bone and all into his belly.
Pesky jaw no longer in his way, the monster could now ram himself directly into her throat, driving balls deep into her throat as his shaft throbbed more with each thrust. He let out a ferocious roar, arching his back and pulling his head up for a moment to roll back his eyes. He gave several more violent thrusts before expelling a load of monstrous seed down Trixie’s gullet. He sent wave after wave of spunk down inside her, her belly swelling with the cum packed within her before he finally yanked out, a few more ropes of cum splattering down across her bloody chest and belly, her coat slowly turning red and white.
Trixie knew it was over then. Starlight didn’t just not want to help her; her first ‘friend’ apparently wanted her dead in a brutal manner, and Twilight must agree with her, else the princess surely would have saved her instead. Her ability to speak now gone, Trixie couldn’t tell anyone different. She was going to die a horrible death in front of a crowd. She let out a gurgling laugh, realizing how appropriate this death was for her. If any pony deserved to be brutally raped and devoured on stage it was her, and she knew it.
“Starlight I don’t care what I said!” Twilight looked at Starlight, panic in her eyes, “We have to help her!” she then paused... “S-starlight... a-are you?... you are... you’re masturbating to this?! What the fuck is wrong with you?”
It was true, Starlight also had spread out her hind legs, sitting back on her haunches and rubbing at her own sopping wet pussy, tongue out of her mouth panting, not even attempting to hide what she was doing. Actually it looked like she had turned herself toward Twilight a bit to make sure the princess could see the detail of her rubbing one out.
“Oh come on, it's not like I haven't done this in front of you before.” panted Starlight, “Anyway save her if you want, but I’ll be going to Celestia and telling her how you drove a mare to suicide, all because you wanted to look like a great teacher for Celestia. You didn’t care at all about me or her or anypony else. Today was all about you.”
“No it wa-... “ Twilight cut herself off, sighing and putting a hoof to her forehead. She knew what Starlight said was completely true, and she couldn’t imagine how her reputation as Princess of Friendship could suffer if that were known, not to mention her relationship with Celestia would be stifled. It had taken her so long to get on intimate terms with her mentor, and she knew something like this might completely end that.
“Come on Twilight,” Starlight sounded suddenly friendly, even a little seductive, moving one hoof to Twilight’s cheek as she kept masturbating with the other. “As much as you clearly hate her, you can’t say you haven’t fantasized about her dying in some horrible manner. Come on... sit back, relax, and watch your fantasies come true.”
Twilight could smell the cunt honey on Starlight’s hoof, and couldn’t help but take in a deep whiff of it. Starlight leaned over to her, licking the side of her face, though still watching the stage as well. Starlight’s hoof slipped down between Twilight’s hind legs and began rubbing firmly at her slit. Twilight blushed, both because Starlight was suddenly rubbing her pussy, and because she knew Starlight felt how wet she was already. Twilight reluctantly pressed her hips a bit in response.
“You know Twilight, I’ve always really liked you,” Starlight confessed, “Seriously, from the first time I saw you, I wanted to have you. If you were still my captive... you’d be pregnant with my foal by now.”
“Um... Starlight?” Twilight’s whole body stiffened against her, “Um, we’re both mares...”
“Oh come on, surely you know gender-shifting magic, and I do too...” Starlight offered, “Say the word, and I’ll mount you right here and now. I’ll impregnate you while we watch that bitch get the fate she so grossly deserves.”
Trixie felt the monster, now finished with all the meat on the first leg, slide his tongue down and lap firmly against her pussy. As she felt his teeth scrape against her, she expected him to bite down and gut her, but it seems he had other things in mind.
He dragged her by her head again, flipping her head and tail ends around so that what was left of her face looked directly up into his eyes. Trixie felt his still throbbing shaft flop against her belly, and knew exactly where this was going.
Oh well. She was going to die now and there was nothing that could stop it, not even if they tried to save her now, so she may as well enjoy what pleasure she could before her worthless self was out of everypony’s mane forever. She was going to get some enjoyment out of her suicide if it killed her.
Rather than struggle, Trixie spread out her legs, or at least the one leg she still had control over, and tipped her plot up slightly, rolling her hips to rub herself invitingly against the manticore’s shaft. She couldn’t exactly say come hither, but she did the best to give him her best bedroom eyes.
Even a manticore could read the ‘fuck me hard you stud’ look in her eyes. He must have realized, because he seemed to be less worried about restraining her now, as if he didn’t expect her to try and escape anymore. He even pushed his muzzle against her cum drooling throat and gave her a very deep kiss; either that or he just loved the taste of his own cum and was fishing it out of her throat. Either way, she pushed her head back against his.
Trixie felt his tip press against her cunt, and tried to relax, knowing that this would be the biggest shaft she’d ever felt inside her, bigger than any of the stallions she prostituted herself to when desperate for cash. He braced her with his claws, and rammed forward, driving it hard and deep into her strangely willing cunt on the first thrust.
Twilight actually couldn’t use gender-shifting magic. Not even Celestia knew how to do that with fertility intact. If she did, Twilight would already be pregnant with Celestia’s foal several times over. She was considering though whether she wanted to actually admit that to Starlight.
Starlight took the silence as a hearty ‘yes,' and smiled as her horn glowed brightly. She tensed up as the magic ran through her. Shapeshifting for a non-changeling was actually quite the painful process, and she groaned as she felt her body warp. It felt like her pussy was literally turning itself inside out as the healthy sheath and balls grew between her hind legs. She was shivering with excitement even with the pain, and hyped up the fertility of her temporary bits as much as she could.
Trying not to take her eyes off the delicious scene on stage, Starlight moved around behind Twilight, sliding her forehooves against her flanks, pushing herself up atop her, sliding her chest and belly against Twilight’s plot as she pulled her already throbbing bits towards their target.
“W-what?” Twilight’s head snapped back to look at Starlight, “Starlight no! I don’t like you like that! I’m sorry! Starlight I said no!”
Starlight shivered, moaning needfully in frustration at Twilight’s denial. She was already atop her, where she always wanted to be, pulsing cock tip literally close enough to feel the heat from the alicorn’s purple princess pussy. No, she wasn’t going to miss this chance.
“I’m sorry,” Starlight sounded pretty sincere.
At first Twilight expected her to dismount after saying that, “Well that’s okay, I understand how it can-“ and then Starlight plunged her hips forward, pushing her girthy tip against Twilight’s soft petals, forcing them apart with a wet pop and thrusting deep inside, “S-Starlight I said no!”
Twilight’s horn lit up and Starlight felt the telekinesis grasp her body, but before Twilight could fling her off, she bit down on Twilight’s horn and twisted her teeth about to jar it painfully back and forth, keeping Twilight’s concentration in disarray.
“S-starlight!” Twilight groaned at the pain of her horn being jarred about, not to mention the sizable shaft getting forced into her; Starlight hadn’t exactly chosen to have a small endowment. “Starlight this is not friendship! This is RAPE!”
“Ah sad ah was sorreh!” Starlight repeated, muzzle full of Twilight’s horn and gnawing it like a dog on a bone to keep her distracted. After all, if saying sorry was enough after Starlight tried to enslave a village and rip the timeline apart, surely it would make planting one little rape-baby in royal pussy okay too. If that wasn't enough, she could always sing a song about how raping your friend sucks after she was done.
Trixie noticed a few ponies pleasuring themselves in the crowd, and even glanced up the hill to see Starlight plowing Twilight in the distance. Hmm, maybe she should have tried some more pornographic shows before; it might have raked in enough cash that she wouldn't have had to give ten bit blow jobs in a back alley.
Oh well. Too late to think about it now.
That ridged manticore cock popping in and out of her wasn't entirely unpleasant though, even if the pleasure in her pussy was sort of offset by the chorus of torment from every other part of her body. She rolled her hips against his, smacking their bloody bellies together, squeezing and rippling her tunnel around his shaft, slipping one of her forelegs down to feel the shape of his cock through her belly, pushing violently in and out of her. Oh she had never been fucked this hard; if it weren't for the getting-eaten part, she might very well have married this stud. She was starting to understand why that yellow one loved fucking animals.
In order to get deep enough to slap bellies, he had a bit of a barrier to hammer through, but he was up for the challenge. He slammed into her cervix, forcing his way through it within a few thrusts, cock sliding through the tight opening like it was a second pussy inside of her, tip sliding through her womb and stretching out the back wall.
His claws dragged down her sides, leaving deep gashes behind, then he gripped her hips so hard that she felt like her pelvis was about to snap, rolling his eyes back, able to fully enjoy his food's fun-hole now that she wasn't struggling, though she probably couldn't have done more than writhe if she had tried, and she was doing that anyway.
It seemed like he might have lost interest in eating her for a moment, and strangely enough, Trixie found herself upset. She had somehow become fond of the idea of really going out with a crunch right in front of everypony, even as agonizing as it was. It wasn't like she'd survive even if it didn't eat her at this point anyway. She groaned, both needfully and frustratedly, and pushed the foreleg that she wasn't feeling her stomach with up to his mouth, pushing lower leg against his teeth in an attempt to feed more of herself to him.
He growled in gratitude at her cooperation, then sank his teeth into her ankle, biting down so hard that flesh separated and bone splinters were seen jutting out from her flesh. He sucked her hoof into his maw, powerful jaws even grinding down her hoof into several chunks for him to swallow, then he just kept eating down her leg like it was a long stand of dry spaghetti. It was as romantic as getting eaten could have been.
And besides... now that she had started getting used to every intact nerve screaming at her, it was actually fascinating to watch herself get consumed. The manticore chewed messily, open-mouthed, and she could see meat and blue fur striped from bone with his razor sharp teeth, then crunched into dust before being swallowed.
She uttered a masochistic moan, and pushed her increasingly short limb stub encouragingly against his muzzle. She felt her own pussy growing sopping wet, not just from deep, rapid penetrations, but from the very idea of what was happening. She felt her whole body tighten up, bellowing out the closest thing to a moan she could once more.
Maybe the torrent of agony kept her from feeling its approach, so her orgasm hit her like a train. She arched her back and bellowed out a moan, blood splattering from what was left of her muzzle as she did so. She wanted to scream for the sexy rape-monster to tear her into pieces, but he more than got the idea from her pussy exploding into convulsions around his shaft as he hammered in and out.
The monster wasn’t long after, the explosion of clenching and splurting fluid too much for him. He unloaded another wave of seed from his throbbing fuck spire into her over-stretched cunt, continuing to thrust like a jackhammer to pack it inside. Trixie gagged violently as her belly swelled up, but it just kept cumming. Finally unable to hold more, her womb swelled up like a water balloon and exploded, allowing the stinging seed to flow out amongst the rest of her organs.
“Just look at that monster cum,” panted Starlight, “You can’t say it isn’t hot to see her used like this. I love seeing huge monsters on ponies like this.”
"When have you ever seen anything like that?" asked Twilight, somewhat alarmed.
"Well, I may have spied upon Fluttershy and her bear, and a few other things," admitted Starlight. "Though that wasn't nearly this bloody."
Starlight didn’t have her muzzle full now as Twilight seemed to have given up on spells. Instead she was just laying limp, head on the ground and both fore hooves covering her eyes, sobbing like a bitch. Starlight grasped her hips more tightly, holding her rump up in the air and pounding hard, balls drooling Twilight’s cunt juice as they swung back and forth, slapping against Twilight’s sopping wet belly with each stroke.
Starlight hadn’t raped anypony since before she became Twilight’s ‘student;‘ she had forgotten how incredible the power-trip felt. There was nothing quite like defiling the sanctity of a sobbing victim, forcing life into their unwilling foal factory. She used her magic to tug Twilight’s head up by her mane, taking a long lick up the side of her face to taste her delicious tears, which just made Twilight’s sobbing all the more intense. She forced Twilight’s hooves away from her eyes, making sure she got a view of what was happening with Trixie whether she wanted to or not. She didn’t want her friend to regret not seeing it later, after all.
“You’re every bit as incredible as I thought you’d be,” panted Starlight, “It’s all I can do to not pop right now, but I really want to hold off... I want to cum in you right as Trixie is biting it. It’ll be like trading her worthless life for the one I plant in you.”
“Not inside please...” sobbed Twilight.
“Oh fuck yes, I love begging,” Starlight rolled her eyes back, shaking violently as she tried to hold herself from creaming immediately. “Come on now, enjoy the show; you’ll regret it if you miss the moment that that bitch dies.”
The manticore panted heavily, sitting up on his haunches, pulling Trixie into his lap as he did so. He looked down into her increasingly empty eyes as he pushed his tip against her asshole next, forcing his way in quickly, shoving so violently that he immediately rammed right through her intestinal wall and out into her gut.
As her gut stretched out once again, the pressure from the new penetration causing cum and blood to pour out of her cunt. Trixie vomited blood in a fountain that ran down her front. As her body shook violently from the tsunami of agony, she tilted her head back, offering her throat to the manticore and hoping he’d take it.
She gave a sigh of relief as he did, feeling his teeth sink into her throat, jerking about to try to slice it open faster. Unfortunately, death didn’t come as quickly as she thought it might that way. Trixie looked up at the sky, blood pouring from her throat that would have probably filled her muzzle if she had one still. She gagged violently, and found herself very slowly suffocating even as he tore flesh from her throat, never ceasing his hips as he rammed upwards into her dying tail hole.
Trixie faded, finally at peace, but the manticore wasn’t done with her. He twisted his head around, yanking her head clean off and sending it rolling across the stage. He then began to tear chunks of flesh and bone from her shoulders, eating her corpse ravenously now, like he was starving for a good prey. All the time he bounced her body up and down in his lap, continuing to fuck her corpse up the ass.
Seeing the manticore tear into Trixie’s throat, Starlight finally let herself go. Her cock throbbed violently within the unwilling snatch, blasting a load of fertile magical seed, coating Twilight’s insides with white, and then continuing to pack it deeper as she continued to thrust. She rolled her eyes back even as she took another lick up the side of Twilight’s face to taste her tears.
“That’s it!” Starlight moaned as Twilight continued to cry. The power-trip was unbelievable, “Now your purple princess pussy is mine, with my foal growing inside you. Oh yeah, screw lessons, knocking you up was just what I needed tonight.”
She yanked free with a lewd slurp, letting Twilight fall to the ground, where she curled up in a fetal position and sobbing bitterly. Starlight licked her lips as she looked down at her, then looked towards the stage.
Her horn glowed, and Trixie’s head vanished from the stage, teleported up onto the hill with Starlight. She sat up on her own haunches, and pushed her still throbbing erection to the base of Trixie’s neck, pushing through her and out her throat. She groaned, continuing to jack herself off with one piece of Trixie’s corpse as she watched the manticore using the rest.
The manticore was consuming her as quickly as he could, tearing off her good foreleg and crunching it down before continuing to rip her apart. He fished about inside her, gnawing down her lungs, heart, and whatever else he could reached. He didn’t stop until all that was left of her corpse was from her belly button down.
All the while he continued to fuck her ass, and by the end the tip of his cock poked out the top with each stroke. He growled as he got off once again, cum shooting out and splattering over the audience, along with several thick strands of her intestines. Finally sated, he pulled her off his cock, depositing the remainder on the stage, leaving her bottom half to rot while her top half was churned into manticore shit.
Starlight came as well, though she didn’t have a crowd to cream on, just Twilight. That was fine with her though, allowing her rape juice to splatter over the crying form of the mare now carrying her foal. A pony knows they've fucked up as a mentor when their faithful student is cumming on them through a severed head.
Not even that was enough though; Starlight wanted to enjoy Trixie’s demise in every way possible. She dropped Trixie’s head to the ground, then rolled over to lay on her back. Her horn glowed as she teleported Trixie’s remains from the stage.
Still on her back, Starlight pulled Trixie’s lower half up to straddle her, and pushed her still rock-hard shaft up into her dead pussy. Her throbbing cock pushed up through her tunnel and out a gash in the back of Trixie’s womb. What was left of Trixie’s organs sloshed about like a grotesque vat of soup.
It had been even longer since Starlight enjoyed a bout of necrophilia, and even that was just a cart full of filly guides. There was nothing quite like fucking the remains of a fallen enemy. She groaned as she spewed a third load of seed like a fountain, raining back down on the gore, much of it to mix with the gut soup now in Trixie’s lower portions.
Finally Starlight’s horn lit up one last time. In a flash, Trixie’s head and lower half were teleported into the black box, just as she had wanted Starlight to do. What a great friend.
“Tell me when you’re ready, cry-baby,” Starlight casually said to Twilight, “We should probably get cleaned up right quick before showing up at the tea party.
