Twilight's Castle, Ponyville.

"Twilight, are you ready yet?" asked Spike, annoyed.

"Almost, Spike!" Twilight, too, was annoyed. She was working on a very complex spell that required great concentration, and he wanted her to hurry up. "Maybe you should do it if you want it to go faster!"

"Nah, it's good!" Spike said quickly, and settled with reading a comic book in his bed upstairs.

"Alright, Scootaloo, you ready?" Twilight asked the young filly. The spell, if performed correctly, would enable any Pegasus, old or young or mare or stallion, to fly.

"Yup! I've waited my whole life to be able to fly! JUST DO IT!" Scootaloo said, screaming the last part. Twilight was so startled that her horn beam came on too early and shot out the window.

"UGH!" Twilight groaned.

"Sorry, Twilight. I guess I got overexcited..." Scootaloo muttered. "I guess I'll go now..."

"No, Scootaloo! Stay. I can recreate it, I promise!" Twilight said confidently, forgetting all about the beam that had shot out the window...

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"Uh... uhhhh... no... don't leave me here, not with her! Not with that blank flank!" Diamond Tiara muttered in her sleep. Her nightmare was so horrifying that she promised to herself that when she next saw Princess Luna she would give her a lecture on not torturing young fillies. That's when a blast knocked her out of bed.

"Ow!" Diamond Tiara woke up and saw that nothing had changed. "That's odd..." She decided to wake up for real after seeing an orange-and-purple filly fly out of Twilight's castle, because everypony knew that Scootaloo couldn't fly. So she got out of bed and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Mommy, Daddy, how are you to- what?" She was in the middle of her morning greetings to her family when she noticed her parents staring at her. "What's wrong?"

"Honey, are you... are you feeling alright?" asked Spoiled Rich, her mom.

"I'm fine, Mom? Why?" asked Diamond Tiara, confused. She knew that this would happen one day, that everyony would think that she was crazy for being beautiful. But not her mom!

"It's just that... well, dear, you'd better see for yourself," Filthy Rich, her dad said. He hoofed her a mirror.

"What's wrong with me?" asked Diamond Tiara. "Is a hair out of place? Is my mane not combed?" She gasped. "Am I a... blank flank?

"Oh, no, darling, nothing like that!" Spoiled Rich laughed sheepishly. "It's just that... well, look at your back." Diamond Tiara gave her mother an eyebrow raise.

"What's up with my back?" She moved the mirror to get a closer look.

On her back were two feathery wings, just like a certain orange Pegasus filly she knew, but in her coat color.

She screamed.

Author's Note

Enjoy!

Just popped into my head for no reason.

Also, I thought this chapter was longer. Sorry. :P