Envious

The blue filly leapt with happiness and joy. The Princess had sent her to get her most essential spell-book. It was in her lovely, bright dorm. This blue filly's name was Trixie. She could already see the wonderfully beautiful lights shining out from the space underneath her door. Her hooves almost began to float into the air she was so nervous. And then came the long ding-dong and ring of the palace door opening, and Trixie couldn't help herself.

She bolted to the top of the stairs, her legs flying like scared crows on a train track. Trixie finally redeemed her curiosity and saw the figure of a younger filly than herself accompanied by two large guards. She was at the bottom of the staircase and she too spotted the other filly. The guards led her up the elegant stairs, the plants at the sides trimmed with absolute perfection. Each tremendous step meant one inch closer to the filly. When they finally became face-to-face, they started squealing like the little fillies they were.

"Hi there, I'm Trixie!" the blue-colored filly said, ignoring her possible immaturity and over-the-top happiness.

"Twilight Sparkle! Nice to meet you," the other filly responded. She had a school cut mane and brilliant lavender coat. Trixie couldn't wait for the adventures with this filly, since if she didn't stay in the palace the blue filly would chase after her all over town anyways. Her maturity and sparkling eyes could be pointed out in any crowd of long-winded foals.

"I'm the royal apprentice of Princess Celestia," Trixie replied, trying to erupt a royal and mature conversation between them.

"Me too. We can be apprentices together and learn cool magic, like how to put a mustache on a dragon!" Twilight neighed, stomping her hooves energetically. Mustaches on dragons? Trixie liked this pony. A lot. Maybe even a little too much.