Odysseus Drowned

In the backstage, Trixie finally took off Vinyl's spare, noise-cancelling headphones. "Thanks for letting me re-listen to my own song while the others were performing! The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't doubt she'll win, but she'd rather not hear how close of a call it might be."

Vinyl Scratch smiled, only listening to music and nodding along.

Trixie stretched. "Anywho, I wonder if they're about to announce the winners yet. Twilight and her friends should've finished by now." Trixie grinned, walking around the corner of the backstage...To see a myriad of people - each feeble, unconscious, dazed, or miserable. Vinyl had followed her, and the surprise forced her to adjust the glasses.

Trixie blinked, and turned to Vinyl Scratch. "...Yeesh, were the Rainbooms that bad!?"