Author's Note

Not an official contest entry, but I wanted to do stories based on both meanings of "Pride."

June 2022: "Pride" (secondary entry)

The Queen of Canterlot High

Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but smirk as she coyly extended a foot to her right, sending Rarity plummeting onto the hard hallway floor. She guffawed as the fashionista nursed a bump on her forehead, stumbling back to her feet and limping away.

This pathetic world… Sunset had entered this place without even knowing so much as how to use her new body, and yet she’d had these humans groveling at her feet in mere months. Utter child’s play.

And now her plan was already in motion.

The portal had opened that morning. Her scouting expedition had been a success. The Element of Magic was there, waiting for her on the other side. By nightfall it’d be hers. Those buffoonish guards would never stop her.

And then…

I conquered a whole alien species with no effort, no powers, Sunset mused, grinning darkly. What chance does Celestia have?