My Little Pony Equestria Girls: Monster Mash-Up Musical

Outside a small convenience store, Arthur and Winston step out, each holding a slushy. Arthur’s is red, and Winston’s is blue. The warm night air carried the hum of distant traffic as they made their way to the curb.

"Come on, Winston," Arthur said, sitting down. His nephew joins him, both sipping their drinks in silence for a moment. Then, Winston turns to his uncle expectantly.

"Henry may have gotten mad about the girls unintentionally offending him," Arthur continued, swirling his slushy with the straw, "but he was still set on trying to win Sibella’s heart."

Winston’s eyes light up with curiosity. "What was Henry gonna do next, Uncle Arthur?"

Arthur smirks knowingly. "Well, his next plan wasn’t his."

The scene shifts back to the story.

Henry sat alone in the parking lot of a discount store, sipping a soft drink. His expression was dejected, frustration and longing evident in his slumped posture. He exhaled heavily, staring at the pavement beneath his feet. Arthur continues as a voiceover: "It was the plan of a certain 3-kitty cat loving sorceress."

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the trees ahead.

Henry straightens, eyes darting toward the movement in the foliage. "Hello?" he called, his voice tentative.

Something stirs in the darkness.

Henry's grip on his drink tightens as he took a cautious step forward. “Uh… who’s there?”

Setting his drink down on a bench, Henry edges toward the wooded area, his heart beginning to pound. He gazes into the dark trees. The trees stand eerily still, save for the occasional flicker of movement. Henry squints for a better look. Then, from within the shadows, two piercing yellow eyes appeared.

Henry's eyes widen. Before he could react, a tiger lunges at him. It's Tahlia!

"AHH! TIGER! HELP ME! HELP ME, PLEASE!" Henry shrieked, stumbling backward as Tahlia pounces on him, pinning him to the ground.

"Tahlia!" a chorus of voices shouted from nearby.

Tahlia freezes, startled. She turns her head to see Zoe, Jason, and Leonard rushing toward them, concern written across their faces. They frantically motion for Tahlia to back off.

Realization dawns in Tahlia’s expression. "Oh, whoops." She quickly steps off Henry and shakes out her fur. "Sorry, sweetie. Didn’t mean to scare you. I thought you were a poacher or something."

Henry gapes up at her, his chest still heaving. "You can… talk," he managed, wide-eyed.

Zoe steps forward and offers him a hand. "Oh, we are so sorry, sir. Are you alright?"

Henry takes her hand hesitantly, still processing what had just happened. As he stood, his breathing slows. "I am now."

Zoe smiles. A few moments later, the two of them sit on the bench while Henry continues his drink. Leonard, Tahlia, and Jason lounge nearby, their feline frames relaxed but ever watchful.

"I see you got what you wanted from the store just in time," Zoe noted, watching him take another sip.

"Yep. Sure did," Henry confirmed.

A comfortable silence settles between them before Zoe finally speaks again. "I’m Zoe, by the way."

Henry briefly shifts his gaze to her. "Henry."

Zoe tilts her head. "Henry?" Then, as recognition flashes in her eyes, her smile grows. "Ohhh. You’re the human boy that Sibella told us about."

Henry’s head snaps toward her. "You know Sibella?"

"Yeah," Zoe said. "She and the other Grimwood Girls are friends of ours."

Henry sighed, his shoulders sagging. "Well, I wish I could say the same for me."

Zoe studies him for a moment. "Having trouble trying to connect with her?"

"Yep." Henry takes another drink before lowering the bottle. "So, how long have you had these three big cats?"

"Since I was a little girl," Zoe said, glancing fondly at her feline companions. "I don’t trust poachers, so my magic teacher lets them stay with me. She knew I wanted a little company. In my first year, I took a trip to the African Savannah, that's where I saved Leonard. The next year, I traveled to the forests of Asia, where I found Tahlia. And in year three, I rescued Jason in the jungles of South America"

Henry’s eyes widen. "Wow. You’ve been everywhere." Zoe nods.

"So have Sibella and her friends," Henry mused. "But now they’ve joined forces with Princess Twilight and her friends--except they’ve become monsters too. Just like them." He shakes his head. "They’re on a quest to find something called…"

"The Zodiac Stone," Zoe finished. "Yeah. We know. Sibella told us to keep an eye on Scarface to make sure he doesn’t get to the stone first."

"Oh." Henry frowns slightly. "Well, I wish she would have given me that mission."

Zoe looks at him with curiosity. "Why? What do you mean?"

Henry sighs heavily, slouching forward. "Every time I try to get her attention, all she does is push me away. I mean, I know she’s a vampire and all that, but that doesn’t mean she can just get rid of me for being awkward or uncomfortable." Finishing off his drink, he chucks the bottle into a nearby trash can.

Jason, who had been listening quietly, comes over to them and finally speaks. "Well, Henry, you don’t always get what you want when you want it."

Leonard nods. "Exactly. Sometimes getting someone’s attention takes time."

Tahlia stretches her limbs and joins them. "It did take a while for Zoe to get the hang of her magic. Took a lot of practice."

Zoe smiles. "You just need to take things a little slowly, Henry. Patience is key."

Henry runs a hand through his hair. "Well, I try to keep my patience up as best as I can, but… I just feel like it’s not enough." He exhales deeply and stands. "I just wish I could at least have a chance with her."

Henry walks slowly toward the center of the parking lot, his expression unreadable.

Zoe and the Wild Cats watch him quietly as he comes to a stop. Then, with a deep breath, Henry begins to sing.

HENRY:
You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don't keep sayin' our hands are tied

(His voice wavers slightly, but as he continued, a newfound determination steadies him.)

You claim it's not in the cards
And fate is pullin' you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you're here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you're my destiny?

(As Henry pours his emotions into the song, Zoe watches him closely. She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the hope in his voice. Henry’s voice grows stronger, more desperate.)

What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight

(Magic sparks at Zoe's fingertips, and before she realized it, she was lifting off the ground, hovering midair as Henry and the Wild Cats stared in awe. Then, Zoe takes a breath and began to sing in response, her voice clear and filled with emotion.)

ZOE:
You think it's easy
You think I don't wanna run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through
I know you're wondering why because we're able to be
Just you and me within these walls
But when we go outside, you're gonna wake up and see
That it was hopeless after all

(As she sings, she gently lifts Henry into the air with her magic. The Wild Cats gasp, their eyes wide with astonishment as Zoe and Henry float together in a slow, effortless dance.)

No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight

(Henry twirls Zoe through the air, their movements graceful and dreamlike. He felt weightless in her magic, as if, for a fleeting moment, anything was possible. They both sing together now, their voices blending in perfect harmony.)

HENRY and ZOE:
All I want is to fly with you
All I want is to fall with you
So just give me all of you

ZOE:
It feels impossible

HENRY:
It's not impossible

ZOE:
Is it impossible?

HENRY and ZOE:
Say that it's possible!

(The Wild Cats could only watch in amazement as Zoe and Henry soar above them, their voices echoing through the night.)

HENRY and ZOE:
How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart
'Cause you are the one I was meant to find
It's up to you
And it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
And why don't we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours

(Slowly and gently, Henry and Zoe descend, their feet touching the pavement once more. The Wild Cats remain silent, still captivated by the moment they had just witnessed as Henry and Zoe sing the last lines of the song.)

HENRY and ZOE:
You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
But I can't have you
We're bound to break and my hands are tied

The last of the song's music plays as Henry and Zoe look around. Henry stares off into the distance, his mind swirling with doubt. He wanted so badly to win Sibella’s heart, but every attempt seemed to push her further away. He sighs, kicking at a loose pebble on the pavement.

Zoe watches him thoughtfully before speaking. "I know you’re trying your best to win Sibella’s heart, but most dreams don’t come true on their own. You have to make them happen. It takes a lot of work. Not easy." She gives him a knowing look. "But not impossible either."

Henry lets her words sink in, his brow furrowing. "Well… I’m still not sure," he admitted. "I mean, next time I see her, I just want to make sure I do it right."

Zoe exhales, glancing at the young man. "Well, Henry, if this is what you really want, I think we know a way you can make Sibella notice you."

His head snaps up, eyes widening with renewed hope. "Really?"

Jason smirks. "Yep. And if we start now, everything will be ready by tomorrow morning."

Tahlia purrs. "It should sweep her off her feet."

Leonard chuckles. "Blow her fangs right out."

A slow grin spreads across Henry’s face. "Perfect."

Without wasting another second, Zoe motions for them to move. "Come on, we better get everything set."

With a shared sense of purpose, Henry, Zoe, and the Wild Cats disappear into the woods, their silhouettes fading into the night as they set their plan into motion.